Su Que's reflex arc shrank sharply, and under extreme panic, his body reacted before his brain. I saw her turn her hands behind her back violently, her legs back against the overturned stool, and her palms pointed straight at the second lost person.

A burst of silver lightning flickered, rushing like an arrow towards the dark and deep mouth of the Nameless.

The nameless person didn't notice it for a moment, and the black shadow trembled, and was hit by the electric light.

A thick purple light flashed, and a large cloud of black smoke flew up with the piercing screams of the nameless man, like the shrill whistle of a car on the road, and Su Que's eardrums were faintly painful.

She endured the pain, her calf muscles exerting force, and she kicked the stool in the direction of the first blind man.

The force was mutual, and a powerful countershock force swept through her entire calf bone, but the muscles were numb and painful.

The kicked stool flew straight in the direction of the nameless man, but as if it had encountered no resistance, it passed straight through its watery body, and slammed it against the wall, smashing the mottled old wall into a piece of uneven wall skin, splashing a large cloud of fine dust particles flying.

The nameless man was taken away, and the water-like body quickly healed the large black hole smashed by the stool, and reunited like the thin mud of the water, and the huge mouth slowly curved up, hooking a strange smile.

Su Que shivered, and a cold sweat gradually broke out.

Behind the scenes, the second nameless black shadow who was attacked by the electric light gathered, and quickly recovered his vitality.

It seemed to be enraged by the electric light just now, and large black shadows like ink quickly emerged from under the table, condensing into its body through the black shadows implicated under its feet, making its body even more dark and solid, like a hideous monster standing still in the darkness.

Just as Su Que turned around to deal with the other nameless one, its black shadow quickly surged and its five fingers condensed into claws, exploded from the darkness, and quickly grabbed Su Que's back.

Su Que tensed and heard the sound of breaking the air behind him, and suddenly turned around, the corner of his eyes swept over, and his pupils subconsciously shrank.

I saw a black shadow in my sight, and the black giant claws seemed to be in front of me.

Su Que's nerves tensed, and he turned his body away violently, narrowly avoiding the position of his heart, but there was a sharp stabbing pain in his left shoulder, like tens of thousands of steel needles piercing into the flesh and skin, and a heart-rending pain went straight to the bone marrow.

Her blood seemed to be spilling out little by little, her muscles were already numb with pain, and she only felt the shivering coldness of the black giant claws piercing into her flesh, and it seemed that all mental fluctuations in her mind had turned pale.

Su Que's fingers trembled slightly, and he only relied on the will he had exercised in his life for many years, but he was constantly thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

Her pale face flashed back the approaching figure of the second blind man, and then she stepped back against her bleeding shoulders and slammed against the wall behind her.

The left calf was still aching with the numbness of the aftershocks, and the wound on the left shoulder was gushing blood, staining the white shirt red, and the pants were full of scratches and dark red blood.

With the residual pain of the pins and needles, the nearby muscles seemed to be slowly twitching, and a faint feeling of dizziness came to her mind, and black spots seemed to loom in the retina.

Su Que understood that she had to fight quickly now, otherwise with the fragile physique she had just evolved now, she would not be able to survive the time to kill these two disgraced ones.

Although she was born again, she was never conceited.

Because of this strange and fickle end times, there will always be something you don't know quietly appearing.

It was also this kind of caution that allowed her to survive the two end times at a young age, and she was lucky enough to survive, but did not die at the hands of strange and changeable post-apocalyptic creatures.

At the beginning, if she hadn't strayed into an extremely powerful copy, maybe she could have lived a few more years and slowly grew up until she became a powerhouse who dominated the party.

History cannot be subverted, there is no if in the world, everything before has long been with rebirth and nothing, what she can do now is to live here well.

Because only by living can there be hope.

Su Que turned over and leaned against the table, dodging a new round of attacks from the two nameless people, and black shadows poured towards her, and the ink shadows covered the entire old mottled walls, and also penetrated the shadows of everything in the room.

The nameless one's dark grimace had a hideous mouth that seemed to mock her weakness.

In a hurry, the afterglow of Su Que's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the dim sunlight outside the window.

The cold and grey sunlight ......

Some of the keys in my memory seem to be reviving little by little.

Good weather in the last days of Vientiane is rare, and it is true that there are sometimes sunny days, but most of the time, there are still thick clouds that shine through the dim and uncertain sun, enveloping the world.

The eightfold parlority didn't seem to know how to learn the sun, and despite the absolute superiority in numbers, the sunlight it could emit was still cold and gray, as decadent and lifeless as the end times, and it didn't feel a little warmth.

But everything that the Creator has created must have a meaning for its existence.

This cold sun was called the only bit of vitality in the last days of Vientiane by later generations.

On the flip side, light gives rise to darkness, and the cold sun gives rise to the nameless; But at the same time, the light also gave his people the power to destroy the darkness.

And one of the meanings of the appearance of this eightfold phantom sun is to suppress the darkness.

In the popular parlance of later generations, it is the eightfold phantasmal sun, which can protect all the survivors from harm in the sun, and once the shadow enters the area of the eightfold phantasmal sun, it will be wiped out.

Thinking of this, Su Que suddenly had an idea.

The sweat-soaked hair sticks to the scalp wetly, and the blood smell is mixed with sweat, giving it a sticky touch that is uncomfortable.

The icy sunlight slanted through the narrow windows, accompanied by gusts of cold wind.

It's summer, but the temperature outside has plummeted, and although it's not cold, it's already slightly cold.

Su Que leaned against the back of the table, his palms sweating. She retreated silently, into the shadowless sunlight, one hand quietly behind her back, but in her hand she held a fruit knife that had been lifted from the table.

The handle of the knife is made of ordinary yellow soft plastic, and it is equipped with a silver blade.

Opposite were two nameless men smiling hideously, their eerie crescent smiles hanging upside down almost everywhere there were shadows.

Su Queban's face was forced to be calm, and his deep eyes looked at them without showing weakness, but the hand that turned his back was quietly removing the soft yellow plastic of the handle of the fruit knife.

A person and a ghost confronted each other quietly like this, and the atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing.

I don't know how long it took, Su Que suddenly moved, she drove her speed to the maximum, rushed into the center of the two nameless, and then swept her legs, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, kicked a stool towards one of the nameless.

Su Que understood that this could only delay the disgraced person for a few seconds, but these few seconds were enough for Su Que's next actions.

I saw Su Que reflexively rush towards the other nameless, and the left hand hidden behind his back swung out violently, slashing at the middle of the nameless.

Sure enough, the blade passed through its body as if it were water.

The Nameless Man bent its hideous mouth, as if to smile triumphantly, but the next second it stiffened, its mouth wide open, full of anger.

I saw a blade go straight through its body, and the lightning on the blade flickered, and I don't know when it was electrified.

The blade was stuck in the center of its body, starting from the inside, sending silver sparks of electricity around it.

Suddenly, the body of the nameless person exploded like fireworks, and the raging electric light stirred the ink-like body to boil and evaporate, and wisps of black smoke quickly rose out, slowly collapsing, emitting a pungent smell of burnt rubber, accompanied by the piercing screams of the nameless person like a car horn.

Su Que caught a glimpse of another nameless person who seemed to be about to rush out, and he was busy increasing the power in his hand, and the electric eel's skills were almost used to the fullest.

A large cloud of heavy electric light poured out, and the nameless one was like water being evaporated, the ink shadow collapsed and disappeared, half of the wall became a normal gray-black, and the retreating darkness recondensed into the shadow of the cabinet, only a little white and shrunken.

The other nameless person seemed to be angry, it didn't care, opened its huge mouth, and rushed towards Su Que, the black shadow condensed into a line, and almost saw a black smoke.

What Su Que was waiting for was such an opportunity.

The corners of her mouth curled slightly, her body tilted slightly, and behind her was a ray of light from the window, like a god, waiting to purify its fallen people.

The world may change, but the truth is eternal. The power of inertia has gone from being despised in ancient times to being taken into account in every move of the present.

The status is very different, but it also proves the strength of the inertial force to a certain extent.

Where there is a substance, there is inertia.

Even if the shadowed nameless person is a semi-imaginary body, as long as it is partially real, it will always be governed by inertia.

Just like now, even though it clearly understood that there was an eightfold illusory light in front of it that was enough to kill it, it still rushed towards the infinitely cold light without hesitation under the action of inertia.

The nameless's pitch-black body was shrouded in light, and the grimace became distorted and distorted, emitting a high-pitched, piercing chirp.

Just as ice cream melts in the sun, so does the dark body of the Nameless.

It tried to escape from the embrace of the sun several times, but before the inky black shadow could condense, it was broken up by a burst of electric light from Su Que, who was guarding on the side.

The darkness on the other half of the wall slowly receded like the ebbing tide, evaporating in the sunlight and shrinking into a slightly whitish shadow on the table.

Both of the Nameless have been eliminated, the crisis is over, and there will be no new Nameless in this room for the time being.

The rays of the eightfold illusory sun still lazily hit the windowsill, dim and cold.

Su Que only felt that her nerves were loosened, her body was weak, and the side effects of overusing her physical strength and abilities came like a tide, and she only felt a buzz in her head, and she slowly fainted.

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