readx;?“ Is this the elite of the empire? Olivier looked at the chamber of the governor's gun and felt a little cold, and his heart was even more amused. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He remembered the headmaster with gray hair, and remembered how at the opening ceremony, he used these senior elites as an example to encourage the young people who walked into the campus year after year.

He remembered himself, and many young people like him, who had always swept over and over the heads hanging in the hallways with pure and adoring gaze as they walked through the hallways of the student union.

He knew that it was unlikely that he would be able to dodge the attacks of the two men in front of him, and he didn't even bother to think of a way to escape. At the end of his life, he remembered with disheart how adoring he had been, and applauded and high-five his speech.

"How cruel the reality of this world is! But I still have to be as brave as a brave person to witness with my own eyes. He kept his eyes open, waiting for the bullets to fly.

"I wonder if Stelli and Mura have left this otherworld." He remembered the two figures he hadn't seen in a while.

"Boom!" The crisp sound of the trigger hitting.

But no bullets flew.

Olivier was stunned for several seconds before he made sure he was unharmed.

Brother Lanmao let go of the hand that was holding Lu, and Lu immediately fell to the ground without a fightback.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out a handful of bullets, and slowly spilled them onto the ground.

The Governor pale towards his former classmates. "Tremont!" He whispered the name of his former classmate, his voice filled with pleading, doubt, sorrow, and justification.

"You didn't have that in the plan you gave me." The words of his former classmates made him have to stop.

"Tell me, did you get that inspiration from that? The war that disheartened us all and brought shame to the Empire! Do you remember how angry and disdainful we were, how the honor of the soldiers of Erebonia was thrown to the ground and trampled? ”

"Yes! Unable to defeat a small country with ten times the number of troops, the forcible attack for 100 days ended in vain, ending with an apology from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The weakness of the empire, the seemingly strong but empty national defense, the clumsy and backward industrial system of the neighboring countries, in this war, were all torn apart and bloodily displayed in front of the eyes of the world, and the actual implementation of the battle plan of the General Staff was less than 1/3, isn't this the reason why you and I decided to leave the General Staff and start all this? ”

This is certainly deplorable, but isn't that even more painful? Thomas! Brother Lan Mao whimpered, and the eyes of two extremely familiar people met, and they suddenly realized. Although they have been working together for so many years, they don't really know each other. The difference is only in the fact that in that case, everyone puts something first.

"Thomas!" The blue-haired brother shook his head, shouted his friend's name, and looked at the unconcealable confusion on his friend's face. "The things we should be guarding are gone, and when they're gone, they're gone. But I shouldn't blame you now, I should blame myself for the roots, I should have understood that there is no perfect, bloodless plan in this world, and that this sin should be borne by me from the moment I wrote that plan. ”

He smiled bitterly and pulled out the thorn.

"Tremon, what are you going to do!" The Governor whispered uneasily, knowing of course that the best friend would never plunge a thorn into his body, but that there was a good chance of another terrible consequence. Fortunately, the blue-haired brother didn't seem to want to commit suicide, he raised his dagger and waved it towards the sky, all the sadness and decadence on his face were immediately swept away, and the resolute and resolute expression resurfaced.

Before the Governor could react, he was already soaring like a roc, rushing towards the end of the vortex at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to catch.

"Nope! Tremon! The governor shouted, and swooped out with all his might. The blue-haired brother seemed to have known that he would do this, and the hand that did not hold the dagger pointed back, and a long prepared mana turned into a golden cage, enveloping the governor's whole body, imprisoning him in place.

"Tremont!" The Governor shouted again, and watched as his best friend glowed with a powerful light, turning into a long rainbow and swooping down on the statue.

The sky cracked, and countless silver-white rays of light burst out from the place where the stab had hit, like the most dazzling fireworks, engulfing the governor's entire body, and the remaining momentum continued unabated, and then erupted towards this space, striking the cage that enveloped him.

The spiritual world of all the people in this space instantly dimmed in color.

Death to man!

The Governor suddenly hoped that time could be reversed. If time can be reversed, he will definitely follow Brother Lanmao's wishes and reformulate the plan, although it will take several times more effort and time, but he will not let the wheel of fate slide to the current ending.

At the moment when Olivier was about to close his eyes, he suddenly felt a little envious of the stupid big man who had already fainted. The power of this soul impact is 10,000 times more uncomfortable than the pain of scraping one's own bones with a sharp knife.

"Where's Styri?" The moment he closed his eyes, he suddenly thought of this question.

"Time stands still!" As if to answer this question, a voice suddenly remembered.

Among the fragments of the stone statue that had been scattered, a dazzling star flew up, and it was brighter than ever.

It greedily absorbed some of the remaining energy from the statue, and the remaining light on the statue gradually dimmed until it turned into the most ordinary stone.

"Transmogrification!" With this seemingly irresistible command, the illusory power that supported this space flew towards the stars, as if they had been brought to life, spiritually transforming into cells and particles, combining into the shape of a person.

Finally, under the Governor's incredible gaze, the human figure with a silver-white light all over its body slowly fell in an anti-gravity posture, and waited until the silver-white light completely converged, revealing a ghostly young man with silver hair and green eyes.

He slowly fell, one foot on the skull of a skeleton. The force field and boundary walls of this space have completely disappeared, revealing their original appearance, a deep, almost vertical cave. The moonlight shines through this deep cavern, casting a bleak glow, through which you can see that the ground is full of bones. The silver and snowflakes were gone, as if it had been a dream.

The Governor's teeth suddenly shuddered uncontrollably, he had been on the battlefield, he had seen blood, but he had seen such a strange and cold scene, such a creature of unknown origin.

"Humph! It's really fateful! The man mockingly folded his hands and stared at the Governor.

Hearing this, the Governor finally confirmed who it was.

This is at least one person!

But the Governor knew in his heart that this did not mean that he had any chance.

He had a lot of questions in his mind, such as whether his best friend was still alive, whether the dry bones on the ground were the ones that the monster in front of him had turned into after killing his soldiers, and so on. But his mind was dazed, and he couldn't ask any questions.

As if he could read minds, the voice of the person on the other side suddenly sounded: "There are 815 skeletons on this ground, 17 fresh corpses, and dozens of living people who have fainted. ”

Living! A light suddenly rose in the governor's heart. "That must include Tremont."

The person on the other side was noncommittal about this question, as if smiling, and the voice sounded: "If you want the answer to this question, take something in exchange, you know what I want, right!" ”

The Governor's hand suddenly trembled, and he lay on the ground, and after a long time of touching between the bones, he finally felt a bullet that had just been dropped. His whole body was trembling, but his years of military literacy allowed him to maintain the correct technique and fill the bullet into the chamber without delay.

He sighed, raised his pistol, and fired a shot at his own temple.

Blood, sprinkled all over the land.

The young man's feet fell, and the weight of his body immediately crushed the severely weathered skull, and he stepped on the corpses on the ground in a strange posture, making a creaking sound, and checked it, to confirm that the governor was out of breath, and a smile appeared on his face, and he turned over a strange bone from his hand, and at a glance, the ghost light of the bone with a great origin gradually dimmed, and the divinity attached to it immediately dissipated.

"Fortunately, he didn't know that after the energy was reorganized, it would take some time for this body and soul to adjust!"