It was a shadow of hope.

It is the desire of the people.

They hoped that the gods would save the world, and they hoped that the omnipotent Lord would be able to defeat the murderous ghosts.

They are all waiting for a man named Summer Tystrals to take them out of this evil-polluted wasteland.

The pain is gradually returning.

The soul is being stabbed by some sharp object.

Memories in the brain are tumbling.

He saw the original Gaia consciousness.

Saw the original witch god.

I saw generations of escapees who could only rely on the rules to escape from the pursuit of ghosts.

He saw Xiao Mo, Li Shuai and others, for their friends, for freedom, all kinds of sacrifices.

There is also the death trial, Zhang Fengyu and others, everything they have endured in order to live.

Everyone cried.

All of us have lost the most important person in the experience.

But everyone, did not give up.

For life, for freedom.

"Cheer up, you haven't lost yet."

An unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Who is it?

Xia Qi was trying to find the source of the sound.

"Everyone is sacrificing for you, what have you done?"

Another unfamiliar voice rang out, and the tone was full of reproach.

Who's talking?

Xia Qi still couldn't find the source of the sound.

"Don't you want to protect everyone?

Haven't you always felt like you could protect everyone?

But who are you protecting?

Liu Yanmin died.

Mu Zixi's family died.

Wu Di's soul could not be repaired.

Even if it's an ordinary person, you can't save Hongguo.

Look at the people who are still alive, Leng Yue, Zhao Jingshu, Chu Mengqi, they are struggling, but they still haven't given up, because they believe that you are their miracle, you will never give up, and you will definitely take them out of the predicament.

They will fight with you.

They will wait for your return.

But you ...... What are you doing? ”

Another unfamiliar voice, another reproachful voice.

Summer Qi muttered as she stared at the chaos above, the headache disappeared, and the tingling of her soul subsided.

"yes...... I kept saying I wanted to protect them, but ...... I've never done it before......"

"No one has ever given up on you.

Everyone believes in you. ”

This time it was replaced by an old voice.

"Don't give up on the Thestrals, the battle is not over yet.

Defeat yourself, defeat the ghosts. ”

"Don't give up!"

"Don't give up!"

"Fight ......"

More and more voices appeared, and these voices encouraged Xia Qi and lifted him.

"Brother Xia, you promised me one thing or not, whether I am alive or not, you will take me out of here.

Maybe I'll die, maybe I can't live anymore, but I don't want my soul to be free forever. ”

Hongguo's voice at that time was still clearly audible.

"Don't be naïve, the process doesn't matter, because the process doesn't bring any meaning, what we want now is a result.

A good result.

As long as you are able to invade the other world, those of us, those who live in real space, and everything in this world, can be used by you.

You are no longer a pawn, you are a gambler, you have to know that everything you do is just to be able to win. ”

Su Hao's reminder is still in his ears.

"Every minute and every second, there are people who are killed by ghosts, they are all flesh and blood, relatives and friends, and people with their own dreams.

All people have the right to live, and no one should die in this way.

As long as I'm alive, I'll keep fighting until I've completely destroyed the ghosts.

I believe that one day, those hearts that have been eroded by darkness will regain the warmth of the light. ”

That was the first time he had seen a look other than cold on Leng Yue's face.

Xia Qi's blank gaze suddenly brightened at this moment.

"I haven't lost yet because I'm alive."

The dissipated fighting spirit and lost emotions in my heart began to rise again.

In the distance, the monster with the head of the two lions, which had begun to recover, pierced through the endless chaos and targeted him again.

Then, the fire of destruction spreads again, carrying the light of destruction instilled by the source, and wants to make a final end with him.

"When I say this, the world will be destroyed, but destruction is not the end, and believe me, a new beginning awaits us.

I need your strength, I need the power of this world.

I don't ask you to forgive me, but I really want to win.

I really want to win.

I swear that one day, I will give you a new lease of life, and I will give you all that you have lost.

I remember what you looked like, and I can hear each and every one of you.

The land that gave birth to us, the sky that baptized us overhead.

Carrying the dreams of all of us.

Now, please pass on your dreams to me and let me make them come true for you. ”

"Tianqi!"

Zhao Jingshu shouted Xia Qi's name loudly to the sky.

Chu Mengqi was soaked in blood, and he muttered about the stinky scoundrel.

Wu Di sat on a green bench in the park with a cigarette in his mouth, looking up at the cloud-shrouded sky above.

Liang Ruoyun, who lost one foot, crawled hard in the underground shopping mall, just to take another look at the last light.

Wang Sangyu squatted on the ground, beside two paper figures who were dismembering the corpses of ghosts, and she covered her face with tears streaming down her face, as if she saw all her lost things in the blue.

The ghost gate appeared silently in a garrison area.

There, a corpse standing upright, looking desolate.

Behind him, a woman fell to the ground sobbing.

It was none other than Xia Yan and his wife.

Everything is just as Xia Yan promised, he can't protect his brother, he can't protect his father and son, but please give him a chance to protect his wife.

He did, and even when his life dissipated, he still stood up straight, keeping his injured wife behind him.

Everywhere in the world, the sound of Xia Qi is clearly transmitted.

Many people who know, or don't know, Xia Qi, abandon their impetuousness and listen calmly.

In this process, the ghost gate frequently flashed in some corners of this world.

Some were able to enter, while others chose to give up.

After tearing the last quasi-god-level ghost creature to pieces, Leng Yue fell to the ground, her appearance gradually becoming normal, and she looked weakly at the sky that had already turned into chaos.

In a short time, two lines of tears slipped down the corners of his eyes.

The tears have not yet dried, but life has slipped away quietly.

"This kid has finally grown up."

Xia Alcohol was carrying the corpses of several old guys, with red eyes, and said with relief to the sky.

"Don't let the handsome guy down."

In a corner full of corpses, Li Shuai fell on the pile of corpses of ghosts, as if trying his best to imitate someone's tone.

"I believe in God's vision."

On the roof of a high-rise building, Zhang Fengyu stood on the edge of the highest point, and the sky was full of his original appearance.

In an ordinary residential house, the peerless person was holding the dead Fenghua, and the two of them were lying on the bed.

"Sleep, wife, when you wake up, everything will pass.

We are still in the best of our best. ”

Everyone who is alive is saying goodbye to their past and their heart.

In this time of brutal destruction, people abandon the madness of despair and embrace the passing of life with peace.