Why the hell did you want to save him. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

Or rather, does he really need to save himself?

That guy is now at the pinnacle of unprecedented power. If you want to prove that you are stronger than him, if you want to continue the unfinished duel in Castle Tower, isn't this the best time to attack? Only by defeating the Meng, or the Hundred Days Ghost, at the peak moment, can you truly prove your strength.

However, why did he want to save him in his heart, to save a flawless ultimate monster.

Bill the head wolf didn't know if he had an answer to this inexplicable question. He had a strong desire in his heart urging himself to pull the blow out of the cockpit of the Hundred Days. Honestly, it was a ridiculous idea, almost impossible to do, but he just felt he had to do it. In his own heart, Bill found another, more pure, **, not the revenge that he was obsessed with when he was young, nor the habit of competitiveness, but some strange and strange mind. In the application of the whooping ghost system, Bill seems to recognize another self. A consciousness lurking in his heart is driving him to do something that simply doesn't make sense – to save his opponent instead of killing him.

There's no time for Bill to think about it, he doesn't have time to get to know his true self.

The F-36 fighter is full of power and has an extremely high thrust-to-weight ratio, and can even maintain acceleration when climbing vertically, stabbing straight up like a rocket and quickly climbing to high altitude. He aimed at the centuans in the gray cloud of smoke behind the calf. Bill could feel that the Centurion had spotted him, otherwise the clouds around him wouldn't be so changeable.

Strange, it seems to be a little flustered.

Bill senses the neural network of the whooping ghost system through his scalp sensors. It's like another dimension of space, a realm created by the Hundred Day Ghosts, the "other world". Bill can only indirectly sense the existence of this world through the relay simulator, but only the virtual image of the time-lapse simulation, it is impossible for him to enter.

In this world where numbers are the main body, why is the flow of data so messy, varied, and rhythmic? He could feel the horror of the Hundred Day Ghost, it would be terrified, could it have foreseen something. In other words, he really played an unpredictable move, beyond the calculation of the Hundred Day Ghost.

The tide of battle is by no means so rosy. Bill soon realizes that he was wrong, or that it doesn't matter if he's right. He didn't know how far the Hundred Day Ghost's artificial intelligence had developed, but he inexplicably bred the same feeling of fear in his heart. The clouds around them were no longer white, but a light gray that was neither dark nor faint, full of darkness and gloom.

Could it be that this gray cloud scares me?

Bill had never seen such a strange cloud. He looked around, but saw nothing but gray, sticky clouds. Actually, the gray clouds may not be so strange, but why do you have a strange uneasiness, there must be something wrong here. The head wolf was once again looking at the world through the sensors, and he wanted to know what was wrong.

Not only the cloud, but the entire screen is gray. The heading vector markers, altitude scale, compass direction, and all the indicators on the helmet display are light gray. It's so weird, it should be green under normal conditions, but now it's a lifeless dead ash. Whoever you are is worried about at the moment: is there something wrong with your eyes? Bill, the wolf, began to get worried, and he couldn't accept that something was wrong with his eyes.

Cutting out the external sensor image and turning it to the naked eye to directly observe the situation in the cabin is the simplest verification method.

"Damn, it can't be." Bill shook his palm in front of his eyes, then looked at what was supposed to be a yellow ejection separation handle, the red emergency panel, and the sky blue and tan of the horizon, and he looked at everything that was colored, without exception, gray. It's so gray that people are desperate.

The head wolf still did not give up, and reached into the adjustment panel of the lighting system to turn on the night vision infrared illumination. I heard a clattering sound in my ears, but I couldn't see any red in front of me; Turn off the red light, still no response. He clucked and switched between red and white lighting systems repeatedly, acting mechanically and irrationally, not like the usual head wolf.

I can't believe that something is wrong with my eyes.

Bill was going to take off his helmet completely and check his eyes thoroughly. Removing all secondary display devices, revealing the naked eye, and using your own eyeballs to see only in this way can you prove that there is a problem with your eyes.

I was just about to take off my helmet, but a voice in my heart suddenly shouted, "No!" Suddenly, Bill woke up from a dream. His brain is connected to the Zinnia system through the helmet, and once he takes off the helmet, the connection is artificially interrupted, and he loses his mind instantly.

It's dangerous. Bill shook his left hand again in front of his eyes, everything was real, but for some reason he couldn't see the color. Maybe it's all a trick of the Hundred Days. Bill was distraught, he didn't take off his helmet and remained vigilant.

The sight is still gray, the gray of despair.

"It should begin, that's the sign of a grey rider."

Bill was no longer able to display his trademark confident smile, and even the fearless head wolf was pushed to the limit. I have to admit that he felt the taste of death: the last of the Four Horsemen in the book of Revelation, the Grey Horseman, symbolizes death. Wherever the Grey Horse Knight goes, there is the entrance to hell.

I had to sprint with all my might. Now you have to forget yourself, who you are, where you are, what you are doing, in order to break through the limits of yourself and move towards the last moment. Bill's F-36 almost ran out of fuel and began its final climb.

"Target intercepted!" Finally got caught.

Actually, the radar didn't find anything.

Bill did not find any anomalies in the scans of the fire control system, and the passive detection equipment did not respond. However, his entire neurotactile network is being radiated to the entire fighter jet through the brainwave control system. He sensed something very strange approaching in the air. It must have been a whooping ghost, because it gave itself a gloomy and cold feeling. In other words, cold can only be a metaphorical description, and the breath of the other party cannot be explained in words at all, and can only be described with negative or negative words. It was a true messenger from Hades.

"The goal, the goal is this thing. What is it. ”

Bill, the head wolf, was stunned.

A gray cloud appeared in front of him, blurred.

Could it be this thing, a complete and perfect hundred day ghost? The head wolf thought of the dead people, the Grim Reaper they saw on their deathbed, could it be like this? The F-36's optical system allows Bill to fully observe the unidentified object in front of him without being obscured by the fuselage or instrument panel of the aircraft, which makes him feel the horror even more.

I've always insisted that the Hundred Days Ghost is just playing the Grim Reaper, but in fact, it's really the Grim Reaper. The end of the world announced by the book of Revelation, the Four Horsemen are descending one after another. The last gray horseman, right in front of you.

Bill had never seen such a gray cloud, so gray that it had no shine at all, giving people a sense of unreality, as if everything was fake. Even he looks like a fake. "I, Bill, must be real?"

When he was a child, his father was framed and lived on the streets; an acquaintance with the neighbor Casey, a carefree teenage age; When the Sino-Japanese War broke out, he joined the Navy with Casey despite his family's opposition. Deception, hypocrisy, and lies surround him, and he is lured and caught in the trap step by step in the war. Later, Casey rescued himself until the end of the war. The castle tower itself has become a part of lies and hypocrisy, chasing non-existent utilitarianism. Suffering, pain, betrayal, and physical disintegration, just like the tragic fate of the former American continent later.

How many tribulations do you have to go through before you can get to the end?

Perhaps, I have finally come to the end.

Perhaps, the other side of the world is just ahead.

Bill had always thought that he had put life and death on the line, but when the gray Grim Reaper came to him, he felt a kind of resentment.

"No, I must live. I'm not happy with the world, I have to change, not change myself. ”

The gray clouds began to glow with a pale light, gradually becoming sparse and dissipating, turning into long filaments. Between the clouds and the wind was a long, high-pitched howl, like the scream of a demon.

The Grim Reaper finally showed its face.

"It's started, it's finally time. Blindfolded. ”

The expression on Bill's face was distorted, and his cheeks were squeezed upward, as if he were about to laugh wildly; But his jaw trembled, and the corners of his mouth turned down, as if he was experiencing extreme pain.

It appeared, and its entire body emerged from the gray cloud.

It wasn't a common sense fighter, nor was it any kind of conventional man-made weapon. It's some kind of living thing, a living death that exudes the smell of death. Bill saw that its skin was very special, covered with uniform cracks, like the dried skin of a dead man; The eyes are also very strange, pure black, with a green halo inside; Its limbs were moving and trembling at high speed, and the shaking posture was extremely unnatural, like a person buried alive struggling desperately in a coffin, and his limbs were twisted; It even had a mouth, very huge, and its entire swollen throat was in plain sight, and the black hole of the esophagus was filled with a rotten smell that it had never smelled before, like a man-eating monster.

Bill knows why it changes color and why it changes intangible.

The answers to all your questions will be revealed, and you don't have to worry about it anymore.

The Hundred Day Ghost is not playing the role of the Grim Reaper, it is, it is the messenger of hell that brought the old humanity to the end.

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