With the crisp sound of glass shattering, the platform on which the two creators were located began to collapse. Designers and observers levitate in mid-air, gazing at the world that is destroying below.

"It's already started."

Even though the "shelter" he was in was rapidly shrinking, the designer remained as calm as usual: "That kid...... It's really starting to save the world. ”

"Ha, how do you know he's not planning to destroy the world?" The observer laughed, "Maybe he's a well-hidden sociopath, and he's ecstatic because he's given the opportunity to destroy the world!" ”

"Even if that's the case, I'll accept it." The designer let out a long sigh: "I can't stop the inevitable destruction, and neither can you. Even if he only has a 1 percent chance of success, it's better than those of us who have zero chance. ”

I've always been a hands-on designer who does everything, and I hate the feeling of resignation.

Unfortunately, there is no other option.

"Hey, buddy, would you like to get me a drink?" The observer stretched out his translucent right hand and patted the designer's shoulder: "Anyway, it's okay to be idle now, let's go!" ”

"Get out."

The designer didn't bother to pay attention to the madman, but just lowered his head and focused his gaze on the dark void.

The change has begun, and it can no longer be stopped, and the survival of this world will be determined by that man.

……

Tattered blood-colored battle flags fluttered in the wind, and mutilated corpses covered the entire battlefield.

Fragments of armor and torso were mixed together, coagulated dark red plasma stuck to the ground, and the right hand on a severed arm twitched slightly under the nerve reflex.

This battlefield, where it is located, has long been a feasting hall for the god of death. At this moment, there are only two soldiers alive on the battlefield.

To make matters worse, the two guys are still hostile.

"Whew...... Whew......"

A strong man sat next to the corpse of his comrade, gasping for air, his well-defined muscles covered with cyan tattoos.

His left arm and leg had been severed from the joints, and his mohican hairstyle and beard had long since been stained red with blood. Although he was no longer able to stand up, his remaining right hand still clutched the battle axe, and his bloodshot eyes stared at the enemy sitting twenty meters away:

"I'm going to kill you!" The barbarian roared.

"It's all like this, why are you still so persistent?" The soldier sitting not far away said slowly, "Anyway...... We're all dying. ”

The soldier was a head shorter than the barbarian opposite, wrapped in gray heavy armor like a can, which was probably the main reason why he had survived until now. The heavy armor was covered with marks of slashing and chiseling, and there was not a single intact place on his body, and judging by the dozen or so cuts in his chest and abdomen, and his face, which had turned pale from excessive blood loss, the soldier did not live long.

The soldier's body was losing its temperature, and his cold hands were shaking. It was as if he had been thrown into an ice cellar, and he couldn't even pick up the short sword beside him.

"I ...... I...... Tired ......"

The soldier's teeth were constantly fighting, his speech was stammering, his brown eyes were losing color, and his distorted expression was full of fear:

"I don't want to...... It's going to war again......"

He was originally just an ordinary student, but this protracted war wiped out almost all the army, and he and his classmates were forcibly sent to the battlefield to be used as cannon fodder. As for those classmates...... Now it's all in the corpses nearby.

War is extremely evil, there is no glory on the battlefield, those old people only have to sit in the conference hall and talk about it, but it is the young people who hate war who die.

If there is an afterlife, it doesn't matter if he becomes a livestock, he just wants to live in a country without war. If you want to continue fighting, it is better to die forever.

However, the barbarian did not think so.

"Intruder! I'm going to kill you! ”

Even though he was covered in bruises, the barbarian's heart still burned with blazing anger.

In contrast to the war-weary young man, he was a true warrior who embraced the heretical doctrine that only a warrior who died on the battlefield could attain true glory, and as for those cowards who died of illness, they could only go to hell after death!

Originally, because he had no war to fight, he could only farm at home, but after learning that his neighbors had begun a large-scale invasion, he could be said to be ecstatic. Pick up the tomahawk again and join the battle with the rest of the warriors.

- Now that I'm dying, I'll soon be able to ascend to Valhalla and enjoy a drink with the warriors.

Realizing that his body was rapidly weakening, a hideous smile appeared on the barbarian's rough face covered with scratches.

The pain in his body began to fade, consciousness faded, and the savage closed his eyes in satisfaction. I don't know how long later, I opened my eyes again:

"This is Valhalla? It's shabby, isn't it? ”

Staring at the endless wilderness in front of him, the barbarian grumbled loudly.

He looked down at his body, the severed limbs had been restored, and the wounds left on the battlefield were all gone.

At this time, it can be said that I have restored the "factory settings". However, he was not happy at all.

For the barbarian warriors, the scars on their bodies are proof of glory, and only the skin of the sissy is smooth.

However, the barbarian was only depressed for a moment, and then something suddenly came to mind:

"Here...... I think I've been here. ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, he always feels like he's been to this place before. As the dusty memories gradually awakened, the barbarian soon understood what this was:

This is the realm of the dead, where all the dead come and wait to be "recruited" to the world of the living next time.

This place, I have been here many times. If nothing else, this time it should be a step-by-step waiting for reincarnation. But......

"Guys, you're dead now." A sluggish male voice suddenly sounded in the savage's head.

"Chop off, get out!"

The barbarian roared and looked around, but saw no one, and as far as the eye could see, it was still an endless wasteland.

The voice did not stop, and continued to state to him the "rules" of the world of the dead in a lazy voice:

"You already know what this place is, and you know where you're going. But now, I will tell you the truth of the world, and let you decide whether to live here and wait for the next resurrection. Or disappear altogether, in exchange for eternal rest? ”

With the explanation of the male voice, the world in front of the barbarian suddenly turned into a secluded universe, and a satellite drifting in space came into view, and the sun sail that had been opened was like the wings of an angel.

"It all starts with the launch of the satellite......"

Even if he had never been exposed to such a thing as "satellites" in his previous life, the barbarian still understood everything the other party said. In a state of shock, the whole truth was accepted.

"I ...... Is it fake? ”

He looked down at his intact hands, barely able to believe the fact.

Then, two doors of different colors appeared in front of him.

"Now, you can choose your own path. Open the blue door and you will continue to exist in the world of the dead, being reincarnated after a certain period of time. ”

"The red door will allow you to gain permanent death, and your data will be permanently erased, forever out of this cycle."

"You can stay here for an unlimited amount of time before making a decision. Please be careful, once you choose, you will never regret it. ”

"Choose your answer, deceased."

"Lao Tzu wants to live, Lao Tzu wants to continue fighting!"

Without hesitation, the barbarian pushed open the blue door and stepped into the void behind it.

……

At the same time, the young soldier, who had just died of blood loss, stood in front of the red door.

"I've had enough......" he muttered.

Even if you return to the world of the living, you will be drawn into the war again, and after the tragic death before, the young man is tired of that kind of life.

He pondered for a moment, then slowly pushed open the red door, a smile on his face at the last moment before stepping through it.

"Finally...... It's time to rest. ”

His eyes went black, his consciousness disappeared in an instant, and the data of the whole person was erased, completely disappeared from this world.

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