The one in the mirror, crying, laughing, moody.

And outside the mirror, you are indifferent, insensitive, painless.

The sword roared in the wind and rain, and the two robots that seemed to be made of broken copper and iron held super alloy steel knives, and Li Feiyang's sharp figure collided fiercely.

Battle, on the verge of breaking out!

It's not an airtight building, and the pouring rain outside sneaks in.

The rain beaded curtain, the cold light appeared.

"Smack!"

The super alloy steel knife, which was so transparent that it was almost invisible, had already cut the scabbard he hung on his waist in two steps ahead of Li Feiyang, and slashed at Li Feiyang, who had not yet landed safely.

The blazing light burned in Li Feiyang's golden eyes, and the mysterious emblem imprinted on his forehead shone brightly.

In mid-air, he forcibly changed his angle and orientation in a posture that defied conventional physics, and used a perfect backflip to narrowly dodge these two almost transparent superalloy steel knives.

Li Feiyang, who has rich combat experience, knows that these two iron lumps are not easy to deal with, but it is really difficult to force a breakthrough.

Want to call the Knights of Arbitration for reinforcements?

Li Feiyang's most correct thing should indeed be so, but he can't.

Grad was his friend and the former evangelist of this world.

Although Li Feiyang could see that Grad was about to go on a complete rampage and was about to become the most terrifying monster in the world, he did not want to see Grad defeated by the people he had saved.

The only one who can kill Grad is him Li Feiyang!

The stone steps leading to the underground laboratory were almost pitch black due to the lack of electrical equipment.

However, this situation is not an obstacle for Grad, he is a "god maker", he can see everything in this world, no matter how dark the road ahead, he must grit his teeth and move forward.

Even at the end of this road, there is an endless sea called despair......

"Gollum!"

It's like the sound of air forming bubbles in water and then bursting.

A dim figure floated up and down in a container filled with ice-blue liquid, its small body without the slightest warm breath, as cold as if it were a corpse that had long since died.

Countless blisters appeared in the ears of the little body, and then exploded without hesitation.

Time seemed to be no longer passing, and the air was eerily quiet.

At the moment when the overall atmosphere was suppressed to an extreme, this dim figure suddenly opened its eyes! Two dazzling golden rays burst out from his eyes.

The corpse-like figure was the boy who had been thrown into the incubator by Grad.

His name was Ning Que, and on the same rainy night, he was picked up by his grandfather in the garden full of pale roses.

He seemed to have just regained his breath, and instinctively wanted to take a deep breath, but instead he was frantically poured into his entire lungs by countless ice-blue liquids.

Ning Que began to cough violently.

The transparent and clear ice-blue liquid was cold to the bone, and nothing seemed real from Ning Que's somewhat oxygen-deficient perspective.

"Me, am I dead?"

Ning Que, who had just woken up, seemed to be full of paste and chaos in his mind. Countless fragments of memories wreaked in his mind, but he didn't feel even the slightest pain.

The self with all normal emotions, the self with a pair of mysterious heterochromatic eyes, seems to have completely disappeared from his body.

Sharp bone spurs extended outward from the center of Ning Que's eyebrows, like a sharp knife.

It's just that he didn't lose his sense of self and be cruel and murderous like ordinary night watchmen. This situation made Ning Que's heart pinch up, this was obviously a completely unreasonable thing, but with his cognition, where could he find a reliable explanation?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

"Did Grad transform me?" Ning Que frowned, the brilliant golden flames burned in his eyes, and the scene of the underground laboratory had already fallen into his eyes.

No matter how bizarre and incredible the development of things is, Ning Que has to complete the task assigned by his grandfather, and Geler must die, otherwise it will be the baby girl he picked up.

That's a real, living human being!

It's not a night watchman, it's not a so-called god, it's like a little sun on a rainy day, so that Ning Que has a clear goal in his directionless life.

Judging from the data currently available, Grad's strength at the moment is not something that Ning Que can compete with at all.

Even the broken copper and iron that Geler casually concocted, Ning Que was not his opponent, let alone Geler, who was known as the "God Maker" and was in the S-rank.

Assassinating Grad, this seemingly impossible task, what should Ning Que do now?

Ning Que had no choice, he had to fight his way out of this doomed death called hope!

Since everything is a fixed number, the key to breaking the game lies in the only variable in Ning Que.

That's the rampage!

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!

Ning Que's eyes were bright and firm, and he firmly held the soft sword that was floating in the ice-blue liquid in his hand, and smashed the cultivation vessel to pieces.

Outlaws, be fearless!

…………

The experience of life is a thick cocoon.

Everyone is cocooning themselves.

And I, can I break out of the cocoon?

Geler looked at Ning Que who came out of the container with burning eyes, but his expressionless face was obviously crazy.

This boy, who was only seven or eight years old, was his last hope.

No test subject has ever lived to this age, and no test subject has been able to withstand the baptism of the "Sea of Oblivion" perfectly.

And Ning Que perfectly overturned all the experimental data of Geler.

Of the test specimens that were released by Geler back then, Ning Que was the only one who returned to this laboratory under the guidance of the cultivator, and he was still alive to take his life.

Grad waited seven years for this moment.

During these seven years, he fell from the greatest altar to the depths of hell.

When humanity all over the world was facing the catastrophe of genetic collapse, Grad stepped up.

It was he who started the "God-making Project", which successfully allowed the human species to continue, and also gave humans the power of gods.

Ninety percent of these so-called gods have become unusually precocious in their minds and have gradually lost their original human emotions.

Absolute sanity is as cold as a true god.

And the remaining human beings who still possess emotions, because their intellectual development is no different from before, and their own strength is slightly weaker than that of these so-called gods, they have been subjected to almost devastating suppression.

It's called "Human Eradication Project"!

At that moment, Grad was the savior in the eyes of everyone, and he was infinitely glorious. However, just as the "Human Eradication Plan" was about to be fully implemented, the first monster appeared!

This was followed by an army of thousands of monsters!

And the root of the birth of these monsters is the executors of the group of "human eradication plans"!

The only surviving, sentient new humanity finally saw the light in this boundless darkness. They raised their arms, built high walls, and began to rebel against a fate that was so unjust to them!

Monsters are just monsters after all, and in the face of absolute calmness and sanity, the gods who did not go wild and became monsters preferred to fight monsters.

With the passage of time, the remnants of what was once a "god-making project" became the real victors.

Out of humanitarianism, the victors did not exterminate the new humans who had not yet gone berserk, but chose to deport them.

And Grad, who proposed the "human eradication plan", has become the object of the world's crusade.

Whether it's the so-called gods within the neon walls or the expelled Night's Watch, they all want to kill Grad as quickly as possible.

The sins of the whole world seem to be concentrated on one person.

Grad has always scoffed at other people's evaluations of himself, because when he proposed the "Human Eradication Plan", he was also included in the targets of the expulsion.

He is just a brave scientist who just wants to give humanity a better future.

Even if the world had condemned him as the source of evil, Grad would never waver in the slightest!

He was indeed wrong before, but in the face of the unknown, who can guarantee that he can walk correctly?

In a desperate situation, there is only one fight!

"I'm not wrong!"

Geller frantically took out a tube of ice-blue liquid, the data had been obtained, and he no longer hesitated to inject the tube into his vein.

This is the only "sea of oblivion" left in Grad, and if he doesn't use it now, he will never have the opportunity to do so again.

Going berserk, he will degenerate into a terrifying undead at any moment!

"Senior ......"

Just as Grad was about to completely lose consciousness, a somewhat timid voice suddenly filled his mind.

Grad's eyes widened suddenly, and a thick haze instantly shrouded his ice-blue eyes.

In the sea of oblivion, face the self that is most hidden in his heart, can Grad do it?

"Senior ......"

A vague figure holding a dilapidated puppet was already crowding Grad's line of sight.

It was a girl, dressed in red and white maiden costumes, swaying in the wind, standing under a tall cherry tree full of cherry blossoms.

There was a faint amber color in the air.

The April sun is just right, but the distant Qunlan is a little blurry. It may be that this wanton flow of time is too dazzling, causing Grad to be a little shaken for a while.

But Grad still saw the girl's eyes.

It was a pair of eyes of different colors, the left eye was dark red, and the right eye was ice blue.