The wind was howling, but the woman's soft words were not blown away.

When everyone heard Deng Ximei's words, they all felt a little bad, Gu Jun realized something more, his heart was shocked, and he suddenly plucked up his spirit and said urgently: "Ah Mei, don't!" Don't think about suicide prevention rituals...... That would only be counterproductive, because an important part of this ritual is your death......"

Suicide? Wu Shiyu, Peacock and others were also anxious, and Uncle Dan stepped forward to stop them.

"Death can't solve anything...... Gu Jun said with difficulty, "Only by living, only by living can there be hope......

"Guys, I'm not trying to kill myself." Deng Ximei smiled at them, "But I do want to destroy this ritual, this ritual is connected by Ligia, and in this world, the ritual will be more powerful." But I'm not Ligia, I'm no one else, I'm Deng Ximei. ”

Everyone didn't quite understand what she meant, but Gu Jun thought of another possibility, "No, Ah Mei!" ”

This anxiety was like a key, and some memories suddenly flooded up in his mind...... It was a childhood memory, some children running around, and he saw himself, playing with a thin little girl, building their castle......

This skinny little girl, he once said he would protect her.

"I used to be a prisoner!" Deng Ximei's eyes widened, and she walked in the direction of the hill in front of her, her thin figure as strong as a secluded tower.

Gu Jun already understood that she was breaking her mental barrier!

Uncle Dan and they still didn't know the situation, but they saw Deng Ximei's expression change, like a bud blooming, and like a flower withering.

"I also wear shack......les today," Deng Ximei said, some scenes flashed in her mind, trapped in the building when she was a child, trapped in the mountains when she grew up, she saw someone die tragically, saw someone crazy, saw weird, saw darkness, saw fear......

She saw how a little girl made up fantasy friends for herself, and saw how a young girl made up stories for herself.

When she saw herself, how she surrounded herself with layers of spiritual barriers.

Protect yourself and bury yourself.

"But now, I'm going to break all these shackles." Deng Ximei raised her hands and looked directly at the night in her memory without flinching, she ended the lives of those two blood relatives with a thick hemp rope, and great pain poured in, her face was distorted, and her spirit was shaky.

But she has to face her true self, even if it's ugly.

She is Deng Ximei, not Liguia, nor the imaginary person.

She was born in sin and grew in darkness, but she was willing to burn like the sun in her heart.

With a bang, the barrier collapsed, Deng Ximei was almost unsteady on her feet, and countless memory images and sounds exploded in her mind, and the past was so clear that it was about to drown everything now. With her trembling heart firm, she suddenly shouted: "This is another play, and it is also a play called "People"! ”

Ah Mei ...... Gu Jun seemed to be able to feel the explosion, and at this moment she was suffering from the collapse of her spiritual world.

This disillusionment and collapse is also destroying her special connection with Ligia, she is not Ligia, Ligia is not in this world.

There was an even more bitter wind in the wilderness, but everyone also felt that this wind was taking away the stagnation, and the surroundings seemed to be easing......

The approaching flesh monsters let out a scream, and several figures exploded as if they had been hit hard. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Grant Bell and the others commanded and led the sergeants to strike at the monsters in front of them with gunfire and old seals, and the ground was covered with black smoke and minced meat, and the situation was tilting.

This ritual was weakened by Deng Ximei's actions.

"I... I'm fine......" Wu Shiyu's face suddenly lost that strange pain, and she felt that her face had changed again.

Gu Jun seemed to have pulled his feet out of the mire, his consciousness became stable again, and the scene on the other side of the hill became hazy.

Around the stone monument on the hillside, the evil believers were a little chaotic, and even the sound of ritual chanting was stagnant, and the withered faces of those red-robed people also changed slightly.

They still didn't expect that Deng Ximei, a thin woman, had so many hands, but they didn't expect her to be so strong......

It's just that at the same time, Deng Ximei shook a few times, and her footsteps were about to fall to the ground, but she was supported by Uncle Dan and Peacock in time. Her beautiful face was all reddish-purple, her originally clear eyes were bloodshot, her lips were cyanotic, and her consciousness seemed to be blurred.

"Miss Deng, hold on, hold on!" Uncle Dan shouted while giving her first aid, "Heart booster, hurry up!" ”

After Xue Ba, another member of the Heavenly Machine Bureau fell, and his life and death were uncertain.

"Ah......" Gu Jun struggled to condense his spirit, and if he wanted to regain control of this body and act, he also had to break these shackles......

But at this moment, the scene on the other side of the hill became clearer again, and another voice sounded in his heart:

You guys really surprised us, again and again...... But you're what we bred, aren't you......

How can your power from ignorance be compared with the power of true greatness...... No, we're not saying we......

It doesn't matter if there is no Ligia, because the Child of Doom is here, and if the abyss comes, the dead can be resurrected!

Gu Jun saw that those follow-upon believers who chanted "Conqueror's Worm" also walked into the black whirlpool of the stone tablet, and a few of those red-robed people also walked in, they were increasing their sacrifices to enhance the power of the ritual, and his spirit was suddenly suppressed by a new force......

He was stuck in the mire again, the black rotten mud pulling him into the abyss, the dark power in his body churning like a huge wave.

Death...... Doom...... Isn't it a beautiful thing......

Isn't it a sublimation that ends the ordinary......

At this time, the carved lines of the huge stone tablet flowed out dark red flesh and seeped into the ground on the hillside, and at the same time, on this side of the wilderness, more black-robed people appeared next to the dead trees and grasses, all holding Kalop's scalpel, and the mountains were all over the field.

The people who just thought they were close to victory sank down one after another, and Lou Xiaoning scolded: "Damn, this ghost thing can't be killed......"

The newly appeared black-robed people all took off their hoods at this time, revealing their faces, which looked like those withered faces, and suddenly looked like Gu Jun's faces.

Gu Jun's heart suddenly ached, and something suddenly understood.

A question that has been bothering him for so long, it turns out that the answer has always been in the mirror.

That withered face was the face of the Child of Doom, but it was pulled so weirdly because of the appearance of a foreign literati on the face of Homo sapiens.

The Afterlife, this organization......

"Great son of doom," the voice said, "shouldn't you have known it long ago?" ”

We are all your servants, and since the other world, we have been your servants, and there is no afterlife, we have always been Laisheng.

Lelorey Langton, it was you who brought down the miracle of resurrection, it was you who brought down the Callop Academy, it was you who made us abandon the goddess of life, it was you who made us see the true God, it was you who brought us to other worlds, and it was you who commanded us to summon you to other worlds.

We renounce the faith, but we can believe if we need to.

Said the robot Vali

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