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However, no one noticed, and Shockdust lowered his head and pulled on his trench coat.

It's winter, so even if you wrap yourself in a ball, no one will notice.

Yes, no one will notice.

As usual, Shockdust stood on the bus stop with his head down, holding the breakfast his father had stuffed into him.

Before going out, his father instructed him that if he was unwell, he must report to the teacher in time.

This sentence can be memorized word for word.

The fragrant bun shop on the street corner, the slowly approaching bus, the hazy dark clouds, the dull and depressed crowd around them, like the crowd that has not woken up, are shocked and breathe, watching their white breath slowly drift into the sky.

Today is the last day of January 2016! Soon, it's going to be the New Year.

A shallow smile unconsciously bloomed at the corner of Dust's mouth, and suddenly, the sudden pain in his heart made him cover his chest.

Ever since Shocking Dust had a memory, his health was not very good.

Vomiting blood and colic were commonplace, and he never participated in a single physical education class at school.

In fact, from the bottom of his heart, Jingchen was very envious of those guys who could run and jump freely, but he could only sit quietly on the grass and watch them from afar.

"Shocking, is that you?"

In the air, it seemed that someone was calling him.

Shocking Dust turned around, there were traces of black hair sweeping across his face, and then, everything around him instantly turned to a static blue gray, a long blood-red coat, long blond hair in a double ponytail, a six-pointed star printed on the door of his head, and a little girl carrying a giant silver scythe looked at him expressionlessly.

"Found you, heir to the sixth generation of divine perception!" The girl lightly opened her lips, and a bewitching beauty of a heterochromatic flower blooming came to her face, and the girl in front of her looked less than twelve years old, and her eyes seemed to have seen the darkness of the rivers of hell, tired and broken.

Forehead? Dusty snorted quietly, his face full of questions.

"I'm ordered to kill you!" The little girl looked a little disappointed, and she closed her eyes slightly.

When she opened her eyes again, two lines of blood slowly flowed from her dark pupils, and the blood dripped down her cheeks to the ground, infecting the surrounding streets, and the sky seemed to be overturned in an instant, and gradually there were dusty dust falling on the dusty coat coat, a touch, a blooming red.

Dust's eyes widened, and he froze in place, watching with his mouth wide open as the little girl raised the silver scythe in her hand, like a judge, and walked towards her step by step.

Until she walked in front of Shocking Dust, her cold figure was reflected in Shocking Dust's surprised eyes, and the scythe tilted down, as if to split Shockdust in half.

However, before he could blink an eye, he felt that he had been pulled out of the little girl's attack range by another person in an instant, and he fell to the ground.

"Is there a god like you? Didn't know anything about resistance! Hate the scolding of iron and steel, and the girl who saved him was wearing the same school uniform as him and was of the same age, and the girl frowned and glared at the dust with a reproachful tone.

Shocking Dust looked at her with a frightened expression, but she sighed softly, feeling that she was talking to Shockdust in vain.

"The fifth perceiver, Finney, with the power of a god, is that you? One of the killer features of the Godslayer! The girl simply stopped paying attention to Jingchen, but blocked in front of Jingchen, and asked the little girl with a gloomy, distorted and angry expression on the other side.

Finney, whose name was mentioned, put away her scythe for the time being, and looked at the girl who stopped her, if she remembered correctly, it was indeed .......

"Is the 'eye' of Amber, the new fifth perceiter, --- Yana?" Fini stretched out a finger, tilted her head to her lips, and then pointed to the ground with a disdainful sneer, "Against me, who has the same fifth sense, you are not qualified enough, won't your master come?" ”

"I don't need to kill you!" After speaking, Yana pulled out her silver long knife from behind her, and looked at Fini with a blazing gaze.

Finney sneered, and with a fierce wind, she swung her scythe horizontally, and the tip of the scythe began to change, dripping a little silver light onto the ground like ice cream sunburned, and then these silver lights shone dazzlingly, gradually converging and growing, forming a vicious dog.

With fierce screams, the vicious dogs were ready to bite off Yana and the shocking necks behind her, as if they were waiting for Fini's order.

Seeing this, Yana plunged her long knife into the ground and forcibly attacked Fini before she could strike, the shattered ground slamming towards Fini, who was still swinging her scythe with the sound of howling wind and rubble.

Uh, I'm ...... Do I need to run? Shocking Dust tilted his head behind Yana and looked at the two of you coming and going, feeling that this fight didn't seem to have anything of its own.

He looked around, and the crowd seemed to be frozen, the sun was in an abnormal state of eclipses, and patches of blood-red ash were falling onto his coat.

What the hell is happening .......?

Shocking Dust raised his hands to cover his head, and shook it from side to side violently, but his eyes were still the same.

He gritted his teeth, simply turned around and wanted to run, but as soon as he moved, he was grabbed by the corner of his clothes and dragged back.

"I've fought so hard, you actually want to run?" Yana stared at this shocked dust who was also looking at her inexplicably.

"Forehead......." Shocking dust held his tone for a long time, and then looked at the angry Yana helplessly and puzzled, and finally forced to smirk because of the situation, and asked like a harmless little white dog, "Yes...... I'm sorry? ”

Bang! Yana punched Dusty in the forehead.

It hurts, and he covers his forehead in pain, but when he opens his eyes again, the girl who just hit him and the girl with the sickle have disappeared, everything around him has begun to turn again, the sun has returned to its original color, and the No. 8 bus, which arrived at the station at exactly 7 o'clock, sped past the platform.

Shockdust grew his mouth, and the dark clouds in the sky dispersed at some point, and the number of people at the station gradually increased.

He looked around in astonishment, and there was no sign of a fight.

Dream?

Shocking Dust frowned, if it was a dream, how did the pain in his forehead come from?

It's weird.......

Is it really ....... a dream?

Ten meters away from the station, Yana stood on the roof of the house, letting the dark clouds pour into her as the sun poured down on her, and she looked at the shocked dust that looked around.

The sixth generation of gods, the heir of the sixth generation of god perception, she thought that she would be a bold and even murderous guy, after all, the previous generation of god sensers caused the Tunguska explosion and wiped out the humans of the previous generation of prehistoric civilizations.

But the little boy in front of him, who wrapped himself tightly and submissively, was actually the sixth generation of gods who inherited the perception of God?

"How?" Amber in a brown nightgown appeared behind Yana, smoking a long pipe with his chest open, and leisurely exhaling a coil of smoke.

Yana turned around when she heard this, respectfully nodded to the ground on one knee, bowed her head and shouted, "Master!" ”

Amber nodded, walked over to Yana's side, and rubbed Yana's head dotingly.

"Really? You don't think he's the heir of God......" Amber spoke again after a long time.

His languid voice was stretched long as the sun rose, and his fox-like cunning eyes stared at the anxious dust of the station with satisfaction.

Heir of God, Sixth Generation......

I don't know how many years, how many centuries, and finally found you!