The demon scroll in his hand lost its weight in an instant, and after the demon disappeared, a steady stream of blood oozed from it.

For a moment, I was completely on the spot with the bloody scroll in my hand, not knowing what to do.

At the first moment of the crisis, I couldn't help but think of Xiao Wang Ba in my heart.

But when I couldn't cope with what was in front of me, Morpheus was the first thing that came to mind.

And now in this situation, I almost subconsciously blurted out that I wanted to call Morpheus's name.

When I opened my mouth, I reacted, even if I shouted loudly, it was in vain.

I've always been used to their presence and taken it for granted, and when everyone was gone, I realized that I was still the same fresh graduate from college, without any ability, no experience, nothing special.

I sighed and shook off the puddle of blood on my hand, the scroll seemed to be bleeding endlessly, and I had waited for ten minutes, but I still didn't notice that it had the momentum to stop.

In desperation, I had no choice but to take the blood-dripping scroll all the way back to the Demon Forest again.

The castle of Gaia is so big, and of all the empty rooms, this is the only place that makes me feel less afraid.

I threw the scroll of the lost demon into the forest, then sat down, and was back in a helpless situation.

I sat there for a long time, and I don't know when I fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was late at night, and a huge fireworks suddenly rose in the northeast of the castle, in the far sky.

The salute was so huge that the sound of it exploding in the sky almost made people feel like the sky was falling apart, and the ground beneath them trembled for a while before gradually stopping.

Frightened, I sat up, opened the curtains, and leaned over the window to look out of the explosion.

I only saw that the sky had become gorgeous and colorful.

The fireworks are too large, with the momentum of covering the sky and the sun, the colorful light instantly covers all the stars in the sky, and this grand fireworks show seems to be different from the fireworks salute I have seen, one is that the scale is much larger, and the other is that the movement is also much more lively.

I once heard a symphony "1812 Overture" mixed with military salutes, and it is said that when Tchaikovsky recorded this symphony, he recorded the sound of real military artillery as an embellishment, and the fireworks outside the window are somewhat similar to the sound of the salute in this symphony.

I couldn't help but frown, because I could see a thick puff of black smoke just under the fireworks.

This is no longer the scene that fireworks should be, this black smoke is clearly a sign of water somewhere!

Sure enough, after a while, I heard the sound of fire trucks passing through the streets.

And when the alarm bell sounded, the salute that kept flying into the sky gradually quieted down.

Inside the castle, there was silence again, there was no light in the castle at the moment, it was always Morpheus's job to turn the lights on and off, even if I wanted to turn on the lights at this moment, I couldn't find the main power source to control the lights in the castle.

In desperation, I had to turn on the lights one room at a time, and after turning on the lights in half of the corridor, I finally felt less afraid.

I walked back to my room and threw myself on my bed in despair.

What should I do?

In desperation, I couldn't sleep, so I habitually opened the eyes of Horus and looked at the scene on Marge's side again.

Marg's Perspective:

It's still the living room where "Huanzhu Gege" once played.

In the living room, there were still the same four spectators.

It was dark, and the living room was deadly silent.

Margo sat alone on the couch in the middle, her face indifferent. And Naang and Zhou Ling sat on the left and right sides of Marge respectively, their faces as ugly as ashes.

Peter stood quietly behind Marg, but the look in his eyes was extremely complicated.

He never knew that Marg's city could be so deep.

News came from the Sisyphus family that the clan had been wiped out.

It was just an afternoon's work, and from the moment Marg put down the chess pieces, the Sisyphus family launched a general attack on that clan without warning.

As soon as it was shot, it was already an extremely powerful method.

Overturned the clan, the Sisyphus family did not even launch a single soldier, a full 5,000 small unmanned bombers costing millions of dollars, perfectly escaped the discovery of all infrared, radar and other means of interrogation, quietly appeared around the base of the clan, and launched a six-hour fire bombardment.

In a panic, the clan still reacted as it should, and the arc barrier was opened instantly, but what people didn't expect at all was that these drones were all made of high-density polyethylene materials in 3D printers using one-piece technology, and they couldn't even find a metal screw around them, and the kinetic energy that drove the drone turned out to be a biological kinetic energy that surpassed the limits of contemporary science and technology, and was completely unaffected by arc magnetic storms.

As a result, this high-tech arc barrier, in front of 5,000 small unmanned bombers, is left only through high-voltage electrical energy to resist the effect of explosive kinetic energy.

For six hours, the small bombers in groups of 1,000 bombers, divided into five groups to recharge and recharge, bombed the sky over the clan for six hours without stopping, and finally exhausted all the energy in the base of the clan.

The arc barrier is completely ineffective.

Then came the destruction of the house.

The clan trapped in it, as a last resort, a small number of people hid in the fortress deep underground, and after detecting that there was still a life reaction in the base, three thousand of them returned at the same time, and then brought out a specially made ground-piercing armor blast bomb from the Sisyphus Manor.

This kind of directional blasting bomb with its own drill bit was slowly placed by the drone in a broken well and ruins of the clan, and then all the drones were on standby, and when the ground armor-piercing burst bomb drilled into the ground to a sufficient depth, the drone swarm immediately returned en masse.

Just as the drone swarm reached a safe distance, the ground-piercing armor splitting bomb completely exploded, and the power of the explosion extended to the depth of the underground fortress, and then the few survivors of the clan hiding in the underground fortress were completely vaporized before they knew it.

It's just an afternoon, and the clan has been wiped out of the world, and Na Ang and Zhou Ling in this living room are the last two remaining in the clan.

The original plan was to leave Naang alone, but Marge still kept Zhou Ling as well.

That face is like ashes, and Zhou Ling's face is not good.

Although the two of them couldn't believe the fact that their family had disappeared from the bottom of their hearts, the explosion scene of the ground-piercing armor-piercing explosion from the northeast was enough to show that what Marge said was true.

From the moment she held the chess piece in her hand, it turned out that the destruction of the clan was really doomed.

Zhou Ling wanted to fight to the death and avenge everyone in the family, but Na Ang stopped her with his own hands.

This is not the time to be impulsive, and reckless sacrifice is the most important move that the clan should avoid.

And Naang found that even if such a tragic situation happened, he still couldn't let Zhou Ling hurt Marge in the slightest.

Why is it that at such a time, love can still occupy the upper hand of reason!

Naang was puzzled, and in addition to despair, his heart was more confused and crazy.

He was puzzled by his reaction, but he also found that a frenzied restlessness in his heart kept eating away at him.

"Hopeless?" Marge looked up and asked him.

Zhou Ling also raised her face indifferently, but in the eyes of this girl, she had lost all her brilliance, and under the huge blow, she had already completely collapsed this young girl who was as young as the sun, and her brother's maintenance of the woman in front of her was the last straw that made her completely die.

She didn't answer, and Margo clearly wasn't asking her.

Marg was asking Naang. This cruel question turned out to be asked to the man she loved the most.

Naang didn't look at Marg, just nodded slowly.

"Soon, you'll be like me, and you'll never feel anything again, and you'll never be sad about such trivial things." Margo spoke faintly.

Pete felt a tremor in his heart, the person who spoke in front of him made Peter feel extremely strange, and even if he hadn't seen Marg open his mouth with his own eyes, Peter would never have believed that the person he was talking about was Miss Marg, who he had been with day and night.

This is a tone that I have never heard before, and it is a person I have never come into contact with. The mercenary's sixth sense, which has been tempered from life and death, keeps fighting with his own reason.

The living room was quiet again, but the confusion in Peter's heart became too heavy to add up.

He stood behind Marg, but he was no longer sure whether the person with his back to him was still Miss Marg, whom he was familiar with.

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