Chapter 388 (4) Phantom City (10) Killing Game 4
"Nope! Wrong!!! β¦β¦ I don't believe you're Ayatsuji, it's all fake, it all has to be fake!! Witt shook his head in frustration, and retreated all the way to escape the situation...... Yes, after going through this journey, his spirit has begun to fall into the endless cliff, and the straw that supported the last trace of reason has also collapsed with Ayatsuji's words. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
However, Ayatsuji in front of him approached him step by step, saying words that stinged him: "Witt, you like to escape reality too much. If you choose to escape in the original world, you can enter the game; But where else can you hide in this game? - Here, we all have no choice but to fight, either you die or I fight to live! β
"Nope! βββ
Before Witt's words of refusal could be uttered, Ayatsuji rushed forward, kicked him to the ground with a flying kick, and then jumped on top of him and grabbed him by the neck.
Despair overshadowed all emotions in an instant, the strangled neck, the head that was about to explode, and the fragments of the earlier killings mixed with the memories of the origin world, as well as those memories of adventures in the Brave Continent, and finally turned into anger, anger at this game, anger at his own incompetence, this anger made his body explode - he suddenly got the strength out of nowhere, and just like that, he broke the fingers that were pressing on his neck one by one, Ayatsuji.
The girl sitting on top of her had a look of surprise on her face, and the look of horror in her eyes was the first time Witt had seen her since he had known her.
So, Witt said clearly word by word: "You. . . No. Be. True. Target. She! β
After speaking, he broke her wrist with a force, and said: "Since it is a fake world, then my consciousness must be able to dominate, and I want to live!" I'm getting out of here! With that, he pulled the girl off his body with a flick of his hand and threw her aside.
The girl clutched her twisted wrists and looked at Witt with increasing horror as she watched him stand up like a giant in front of her.
Witt stayed where he was standing, quietly looked at Ayatsuji, who he thought was false, and said slowly: "It's time for the game to end, I won't kill you, because you yourself will disappear, follow this world, I should go back, I've had enough." β
The words fell, and the sound of glass breaking began to come from all sides, and the color of the glass faintly revealed in the white light began to show traces of shattering, one by one crossed and crossed, more and more finely broken, as if it could be finely broken into ash in minutes, and scattered in the wind, however, when the glass was not dispersed everywhere, Ayatsuji began to erode into smoke, and disappeared little by little.
Then, the white world really fell apart as Witt thought, and the white light was endless darkness underneath, and he began to fall and fall again......
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This time he fell, Witt forced himself not to close his eyes, he watched the white smoke dissipate, and kept repeating in his heart: [It's over, it's just a dream...... It's time to wrap it up. γ
A white light flashed in front of him, he was obviously open, and everything he saw seemed to be a movie and a dream behind the camera-
It was a morning in the East Pavilion, he was lying in the pool-like bath and taking a morning bath, and the voice of the housekeeper Russell came through the internal communication system on the wall: "Master Witt, Mrs. and Master stayed in the East Pavilion last night, and the two of them have been waiting for you to have breakfast in the restaurant on the first floor." β
When he heard this, he was not half happy, but sighed heavily.
After dressing, he went to the dining area, and sat down, listening to his parents talk about his father's research project again, as bored as usual.
Finally, after swallowing a strawberry, he got up and prepared to leave the pointless breakfast.
"That's it?" The mother turned to her son.
"Eat it." Witt lowered his head and moved his chair to turn around.
But his mother stopped him: "What have you been busy with lately?" - You still have to find a few serious things for yourself to do, but if you can't do it, you can go to any company in the family to find a job, and it's not a way to hang your children like this every day. β
"Your mother is right." My father also turned his head, "Born in a family with such excellent genes, it shouldn't be so mediocre." You can't embarrass us too much. β
He unconsciously clenched his fists, but only a few "uh-huh" words came out of his mouth, and he was about to leave......
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Yes, he always said to himself that he disdained wasting time with people at home who didn't understand him. But the truth is, he may just be used to being ignored and don't have the courage to express his opinion.
On that day, he had actually made up his mind to apply for the Phantom Hunter exam, but he was unable to express his wishes to his family, even his biological parents.
He didn't dare to say it...... He was afraid of being blamed, afraid of being looked down uponβ
Since he was a child, he had lived with too many expectations and disappointments with his parents over and over again, and he hated to see the disappointed expressions on their faces......
He knew that was cowardice.