Chapter 273: Ask yourself

But it was clear that Lin Mo was equally interested in the relics.

Then there was the collision of Mugu Yan, Lin Mo was repeatedly injured at that time, and in this world, it is not like you can be fine if you collapse a building with amazing defense.

Lin Mo was almost at the limit when he pierced the so-called god with one shot, he rushed into Jinling City, and was quite injured in the battle with the Iron King, although the powerful awakened man did not leave even a fatal or even serious wound wound on Lin Mo's body, but from the state of bleeding under the scales and armor of Lin Mo's body, it can be seen what kind of state Lin Mo was in at that time.

After that, Lin Mo was almost beaten by the golden lightning, and his body and mind were about to reach the limit, and Mu Guyan's collision was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Lin Mo was in a mess at that time, his consciousness was no longer clear, and even the memory of how to get rid of the golden lightning in the end was a little blurry.

In short, in the end, the holy relics came to his hands by accident, which can be regarded as an unexpected joy after all.

But when Lin Mo thought about it now, he realized that he was still the one who was the slowest to react to the situation in the field, and all his plans were almost made before the start of the battle, and in the battle, he almost always judged instantaneously, without any long-term planning.

On the other hand, whether it was the final response of His Excellency the last commander of Jinling City, or the many adjustments made by the Holy Inquisition Council in the meantime, they were all made in response to the changes.

Lin Mo doesn't have such an ability, he hasn't experienced such a scene a few times, so this ability is naturally impossible and not very strong.

But Lin Mo knows what his advantages are, since he can't keep up with the rhythm of others, and it is difficult for him to bring the rhythm up to affect the overall situation, then he must make a decision in an instant, Lin Mo's plan is mostly to meet who kills whom, who can kill whom, the time to judge is extremely short, and he has already started before others can react in an emergency, so Li Jie's calculation of Lin Mo is completely long-term, not instantaneous.

During the whole process, Lin Mo only paused for a long time at the last moment of the Iron King, and the scene where Lin Mo slowly landed in the metal rain was not that he could pretend to be X, but that Lin Mo was really blinded by that moment, and his brain was dizzy at that time, so there was the scene that fell from the sky, but it miraculously shocked the audience, making everyone have the illusion that this monster was invincible at all at that moment.

In the Battle of Jinling, the Holy Inquisition was still the huge, rapidly expanding emerging religious force in the apocalypse, and Lin Mo, the black extreme mutant who had disrupted the war at that time, had instead become the one who took the blame.

However, Lin Mo didn't have anything to worry about, he knew that there must be a reason for this, but it had nothing to do with him.

In any case, in the battle of Jinling, he was the biggest beneficiary in a sense, he got the holy relic, although the thing is still in his body, anyway, Lin Mo's original purpose of wanting the holy relict has been achieved - he has become a human again; Moreover, now the crazy intelligent extreme mutant has long disappeared from this world, and the only girl who witnessed the scene of Lin Mo's "molting" is still under his jurisdiction, the black extreme mutant is dead, he is Lin Mo, just Lin Mo; Then, it's a burden to be removed.

Lin Mo had always had some kind of indescribable root knot or negative emotions towards the Holy Judge all the way after the Battle of Mukden, but Mu Guyan's collision made Lin Mo think it through thoroughly.

He has done enough, whether it is for Qin Zi, or for Xia Yu or whatever, he should have done enough.

This is the end of the world, and life and death are in vain.

He was no longer the black extreme mutant who had survived the Battle of Mukden, but had re-transformed into an awakened man with no mutated features on his body.

It's freshness.

Now Lin Mo has only this name left, Mu Guyan probably thinks he is dead, and his remaining relatives in Shencheng may not even be alive, and in this horse city, the strength radiation area of the King of Gale, it is impossible for anyone to know him in the past.

He's an outsider, so he's able to put down roots here.

He wanted to live as an ordinary survivor.

Fuck the holy remains, fuck the Holy Order...... That has nothing to do with him Lin Mo, Lin Mo never wanted to participate in any big event, he even has the holy relics in his hands now, what else does he need to bother to take away?

As long as he Lin Mo is here, can't he stay here safely?

No one thinks he should live, he doesn't feel that he needs to live, so why should he appear in the middle of the group of people at the peak and use his life to live and die?

Lin Mo lowered his head, stretched out his hand, and touched a certain position on his chest, the holy remains were in that position, but his hand could only touch his own soft skin.

It doesn't matter if he coaxes him, or if he is afraid, he just wants to do this, he just wants to do this.

Lin Mo is not Superman, not Captain America, not some person destined to save the world, his concept before the end is that he is alive, what happens to the world as long as it does not affect him, it is fine, the end is over, everyone is in danger, this is even more impossible to change.

He came all the way from the end of the world, but this is the only thing that has not changed.

He doesn't want to be a hero, he is not a hero, he has no first-class talent, he doesn't have the golden finger that the protagonist must have, he has lived from the beginning of the apocalypse to today, it is really step by step, crawling and rolling.

Lin Mo can't fight, he knows how to fight to be alive; Lin Mo is not very good at intrigue and observance, but he has learned to survive in order to survive, and he doesn't even dare to trust anyone who is not familiar with him.

His way of survival is all forced out in the apocalypse, and the motivation to force out such an ability is the simplest and most primitive, which is to live, not to save anyone or the world, but to simply live, or live with his important people.

That's all.

That's all.

That's all...... Is it?

Lin Mo turned his head, he sat on the sofa and looked at the night outside the window, the long night was thick.

But Lin Mo slowly stood up, he came to the window step by step, opened the window, and let the wind pour in.

He took a deep breath and muttered to the darkness of the night, to the wind, as if to question someone—someone who stared at him coldly in the wind.

"Are you a coward...... Lin Mo? ”

Who knows himself better?

Lin Mo didn't see it, behind him, the door of a bedroom was pulled open a little, and the butterfly-winged girl poked out her head a little and looked at Lin Mo's back in a daze.

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(To be continued.) )