The outermost layer of the basalt wall.

Most of the people living here are ordinary humans who don't have the ability and economy to awaken magic.

And here, no strength means no food, no water, no hope of survival.

Xuanwu No. 3 Wall F area, because the people who created it are still falling, so the city wall here is not as strong as it was at the beginning, so there are often some demonic beasts that break through the city wall and sweep this land, of course, they will not be wiped out, after all, they also suffered heavy casualties under the attack of the first generation of Arcanes, so they hunted those people outside, in order to say to those people inside: "Look, we have no malicious intentions, we just killed a few things that you can't look down on." ”

And the top brass inside also wished that the two sides would stop fighting for a while, so that they could also take a few more breaths under the sweep of the void.

It's been three years.

The Black Mamba Street in Area F, which has long been reduced to a hell on earth, has just dissipated the invasion of the Warcraft, and the survivors in the surrounding area have been robbed here, and those who have not been looked down upon by the Warcraft are some old, weak, sick and disabled, and in the face of the plundering of those kinds, they are naturally powerless to resist.

The food was gone, and the water was only rainwater mixed in the mud puddles.

Li Minghui looked at the heavy figures flashing outside, and he didn't dare to come out, knowing that after all those figures disappeared, he trembled and got out of the bed.

Then, a cacophony rang out in another room, accompanied by the woman's screams, insults, and cries.

Lee Ming-fai raised his hand in front of him and made a classic Christian gesture, then whispered 'Amen'.

His mother was a devout Christian, and whenever something unhappy happened, she told him that by doing so, he would be protected by God.

This 'Amen' was recited by Li Minghui silently for the sister next door.

The cacophony ended again, and then sounded, ended, sounded, ended, until Li Minghui could no longer hear anything.

Li Minghui got up from the ground with difficulty and ran towards his sister's house next door.

The house was in shambles.

A cloudy, breathless smell permeated the room, a heavy gray sludge that fell on the pure white lotus with a 'snap', the remnant of the sins of the out-of-control, and the dim tears of the victims.

"Sister?"

Li Minghui cautiously walked to the girl who collapsed on the ground, and he could feel the desperation of this sister who was always smiling.

"I'm not like the bitches out there, they sold themselves for a piece of bread, but I didn't."

This is the most common sentence that his sister says to him, although Li Minghui does not understand the meaning, but whenever his sister says this sentence, the proud expression can make Li Minghui realize that what she is talking about, just like the God given to him by his mother, is a very precious thing, a spiritual pillar that supports a person's life.

But such a precious thing was destroyed in the hands of a group of beasts who did not know how to control themselves.

For the first time, Lee Minghui felt what anger was.

A breeze blew and blew off the sludge on the white lotus, and Li Minghui looked at his sister, waiting for her to say her last word.

"In a moment, burn me."

Li Minghui nodded, tears flowing out of the corners of his eyes.

"Don't cry, it's not cute if you cry."

My sister forced a smile, but her voice became smaller and smaller.

Like a leaf falling with the wind, ethereal and inaudible.

Li Minghui sniffed, imitated his mother's appearance, and said Amen again to his sister's corpse, and then, he got up and ran to the second floor.

The staircase on the second floor is very hidden, and those guys who have been washed out by lust will not find it at all, and his mother is hiding somewhere on the second floor.

"Mom?"

Out of understanding his mother, Li Minghui quickly found his mother's hiding place, and when Li Minghui opened the door of the closet, his mother's body trembled obviously, and the prayers in his mouth continued to pop out one after another.

"Mom, it's me."

Li Minghui gently nudged his mother, and after hearing the familiar voice, she suddenly woke up.

"Are they gone?"

The mother crept behind a wall and stuck her head out to look out at the deserted street.

"Hmm."

Li Minghui nodded: "Do you still have matches at home?" ”

"Matches?"

Mother turned around and asked, "What do you want that thing for?" ”

"My sister asked me to help her burn her."

The mother was stunned, apparently she understood what had just happened.

Unfortunately, all this happened too suddenly, and before they could react, a few sturdy men on this street who had escaped by hiding called many people from other districts to plunder this place twice.

The mother rummaged through the cabinet next to her for a moment, and finally found a box of matches.

"Come on, Minghui, I'll go with you."

But the flame of purification did not burn after all, because there was no food here.

Li Minghui hid outside the kitchen, listening to the sound of 'bang, clang, clang' inside, and couldn't believe that this was the strength of a person who had been hungry for several days.

He still clutched the box of matches tightly in his hand.

He wanted to stop his mother, but when he met his mother's already scarlet pupils, he unconsciously chose to retreat.

I don't know how long I stood in the doorway until a smell slipped out of the kitchen.

Li Minghui's mother pushed open the tattered door and walked out with a bowl of broth.

"Quick, drink, you have the strength to survive when you are full."

His mother had tears in her eyes, and it was clear that she had just violated her beliefs, but she still had to make a strong and kind face in front of her own children.

"Quick, drink."

Mother said, pushing the bowl to Li Minghui, and then turned around and walked upstairs.

Li Minghui held the bowl in both hands, and when his mother went upstairs, he put the bowl on the table next to him and slipped into the kitchen.

The old refrigerator made a 'buzzing' sound, and Li Minghui opened the door of the refrigerator.

My sister closed her eyes peacefully, as if she didn't know anything about what had just happened.

"Sister..."

Li Minghui lowered his head, he didn't know anything, he was 12 years old, in this world, on the outer wall of Xuanwu, even a baby in swaddling clothes had to face the bloody reality.

"Hate?"

A voice whispered in Li Minghui's ear.

"Hate?"

"Hate whom? Your mother? Those men? Attacked the monsters here? Or are you the people inside the inner walls who don't see you as human beings? ”

“... I do not know. ”

"They are all wrong, only you are right."

"They were all wrong, only I was right."

"Want revenge?"

"To whom do you avenge you?"

"Your sister, and your mother?"

"Mom? She's still alive, just upstairs? ”

"Alive? Are you sure? ”

The voice chuckled, and the darkness that had blinded Li Minghui's eyes slowly receded.

What appeared in front of Li Minghui was a pool of scarlet blood, and a pool of blood that fell in a pool of blood...

"No!"

Li Minghui covered his mouth and looked at the scythe he was holding in his right hand in disbelief.

"No... I didn't do it... I didn't do it. ”

Li Minghui threw away the sickle and fell to his knees weakly.

And the sickle gradually turned into a puddle of black water, flowing and winding around Li Minghui's body.

"Void - Void ——!"