"It's really tricky, this Leader Ling." Pressing the wound on his forehead, Li Ran clasped the bulge on the sloping wall to maintain balance, "Anyway, I don't know how long I can control him, you guys just do it." ”

"I want to, too." Picking up the heavy objects stacked on his body, Kong Zhongsi simply threw the empty gun aside, hunched over and rummaged in the corner, "It's also the first time I know that this ability of yours is still unreliable. I didn't expect him to subconsciously use his ability while being controlled, if it weren't for my quick reaction, we would have died in shame at the hands of a person who was still hallucinating this time. ”

"What's so humiliating to lose to such an all-powerful monster." Li Ran's body shook, "By the way, can you take a hand and help me, a frail person, bandage it first, after all, I don't have as strong a body as you, and I can't spare my hands to save myself at this time." ”

"Thank you for your hard work." Finally pulling out a bent blade from between the cracks in the wall, Kong Zhongsi pointed to the tall thin man who was falling to the ground in pain, "But seriously injured patients are preferred, so I have to ask you to hold on a little longer." ”

Step by step into the young man in the middle, who was still habitually in a defensive posture despite the confusion in his eyes, Kong Zhongsi flipped his wrist in the air and gestured several times, and finally shook his head.

"How...... At this time, you can't do it? The tall and thin man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his divergent eyes gradually turned to the wall directly above, and asked weakly.

"Although it is true that there is a little bit of this factor—" Manipulating gravity to clean up all the debris around him that might cause secondary damage due to Ling Shucheng's sudden outburst, Kong Zhongsi replied solemnly, "I was thinking, how can I kill him with this broken knife?" Do any of you have a better weapon in handy? ”

"If you want to do so much, it's a big deal to cut off the monster's head." Someone answered, "I still don't believe that he can grow another one?" ”

"You...... The words are not rough, and the truth is indeed the truth. Kong Zhongsi laughed briefly, "But wouldn't this be too much?" Besides, I'm still pointing to him for a little more silence to give me some time to heal from his wounds. ”

"Anyway, it's going to kill him in the end, so why pretend? If he dies, you won't be injured again, and there is no superiority or disadvantage in different ways of dying, is it that the current popular shooting is much more humane than the beheading at the city gate in the past? The answerer asked.

"That's right." Kong Zhongsi's wrist strengthened, "Now that the matter has come to this, since you still choose to return to me, don't blame me." ”

On the black and white chessboard, countless chess pieces with human faces fell one after another.

Some of them can only be turned into a skeleton in the corner alone, and some choose to turn into powder with the opponent in front of them at the end of their lives.

Ling Shucheng raised his head in the dark red rain curtain and looked up at the huge ship that was as shining as a throne floating in the sea of corpses and blood.

He was holding a clumsy sword in his hand, quietly and obediently waiting for a new order like a knight ready to enter the scene at a critical moment.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what sacrifice we make!" The comrade-in-arms beside him had lost an arm, but he still yelled at him with high morale, "My parents will be better supported because of our merits, and my wife and children can live freely in the city because of our efforts...... Su Cheng, everything we do is worth it! ”

The faces of his comrades-in-arms are changing at the speed of light, sometimes looking like some teacher who died early, or like some senior who once fought side by side but failed to return with him with honor.

"We ...... It is the last pride of mankind...... And glorious! Shouting out the last sentence hoarsely, Ling Shucheng saw that the blurred face peeled off little by little like a mottled wall, and finally turned into a point of light like fireflies.

After being silent for a long time, Ling Shucheng closed his tired eyes and replied softly, "We're not." ”

Tranquility, silence. Complex melancholy wrapped around him like a cocoon.

Go to sleep. A young voice echoed in his head. The world is no longer worth waking up to.

The wind sighed repeatedly in his ear, and Ling Shucheng vaguely felt a drop of cool water drop on his eyebrows. When he opened his eyes, all he saw was a pure white sky.

Pure white, like the ceiling of the ward where he had to "live" for a long time when he was a distant and vague child.

"You're our miracle." The nurses who took care of him often laughed dryly, but their eyes were still cold when the mask couldn't stop them.

At least, he wasn't deceived into spending his life.

But what is the good thing and which is the bad thing compared to accepting death with a false sense of honor and the illusion of happiness, and living a life that struggles with the guilt of knowing everything?

Stretching his neck high, Ling Shucheng said to the eyes that were secretly observing him from the corner of the sky, "I thought you would use her phantom to bind me. ”

“…… I thought about it. After a moment's hesitation, the young voice that wasn't familiar replied, "But I think that might tie myself in that way." ”

"Really?" The illusion in front of him swayed, and Ling Shucheng lowered his body suddenly, and slowly knelt on the ground.

"What are you going to do?"

"Run." The moment he completely broke free from control, Ling Shucheng reminded lightly.

His hands stiffly supported his upper body, and Yuan Sui coughed a few times, only to feel a burst of blackness in front of him.

Ling Shucheng's restrictions were suddenly lifted. She didn't know if it was because the two of them were too far apart, or if the bastard who was in a hurry to send him to death was really dead.

Holding on to the railing with difficulty, Motosui gently patted his stiff knees with his hand. Sweating profusely, she heard her teeth chattering.

The symptoms of the cold came faster than she expected. Yuan Sui dragged his heavy body with a rope, flapped over the railing with difficulty, and hung himself out of the wall again.

Ling Shucheng's judgment of people is always very accurate. There was another loud bang on the alloy plate, and Yuan Sui rubbed the back of his head perfunctorily, and soon turned his hands and feet into a glass window that had obviously just broken from the outside, and saw a beam of white light that happened to illuminate the large hole in the ground.

It's really intimate, is this for fear that she will fall directly into it in a daze?

Yuan Sui picked up the flashlight that was obviously deliberately left to her by Ling Shucheng in a complicated mood, carefully wound the rope around all the places that looked quite sturdy, and finally slowly lowered the section of the floor slab with intertwined canine teeth.

Three seconds later, with a violent tremor that seemed to be about to turn the bean sprouts in her pot upside down, Yuan Sui looked down at the entire collapsed floor like a flattened can under his feet, and suddenly realized that maybe even if she chose to fix her position at the moment, Ling Shucheng had also considered it in advance.

The crystallization of human wisdom in the legend, the Zhuan Xuan, which was still lingering in such a storm and toss, was completely broken under her feet in an instant.