The fierce battle with the three-headed monster ended, and Wu Fei, who had taken away his soul, also stepped on the wreckage everywhere in a 'click' sound to leave the messy twenty-second floor, and walked slowly up the spiral staircase.

The sound of stepping on the stairs echoed in the stairwell where the pins could be heard, and it also represented that Wu Fei was walking step by step towards the truth of everything, the top of the spire.

When Wu Fei, who was carrying the big knife 'Wan Jiang', stood in front of the chic entrance gate at the top of the spire, Wu Fei carried the big knife 'Wan Jiang' on his back with his backhand, and his hands covered by the "Wu Armor: Blade" also grabbed the doorknob that was different from the previous combination lock and only the unique shape of the doorknob.

With the strength of his arms, in a wonderful feeling, Wu Fei first concentrated on controlling "Witchcraft: Wild Surname Intuition", and then completely opened the door in front of him in one breath.

The daylight in front of him made Wu Fei's eyes close subconsciously, and his right hand covered his eyes that were aching from the daylight.

Before his eyes could adjust to the light in front of him, Wu Fei smelled a hint that made him extremely excited, even extremely ecstatic.

In the fresh air in which the air spirits are beating lightly, there is the sweet smell of plants, accompanied by the cheerful chirping of insects and birds.

His eyes seemed to open slightly as he adapted to the daylight in front of them.

Wu Fei's eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils instantly contracted like pins!

The grassland scenery that I have never seen in my life is at most only seen on yellowed postcards, and I have long lost count of how many times I have relived this incomparably extravagant everything in my dreams, only to wake up with the gloom and despair of death.

The warm sunlight shines through the green trees, the leaves that symbolize life, the fragrant lawn soil, and the eyes look around at the endless grassland and the lush green woods in it, and the flocks of birds flying in the woods, all of which are as if holy angels are dancing in the heavens that are close in front of you.

Looking up at the sky, the sky is also a beautiful blue that is not clean, and the clouds are like beautiful and holy sky cities under the sun, exuding a soft brilliance that washes people's souls.

In front of him, the top floor of the minaret was much more vast than Wu Fei had imagined, like a paradise in the wasteland.

In contrast, Wu Fei, who was covered in blood and whose skin was a little pale from not even getting any sunlight for many years, was like a purgatory butcher who had entered heaven.

But Wu Fei didn't care so much, he couldn't wait to remove the "Witch Armor: Blade", took off his blood-soaked shoes, and tried, stepping on the lawn with a slight prickly feeling.

At that moment, Wu Fei felt that the tyrannical murderous desire accumulated in his heart for several years was swept away, replaced by a purifying warmth, and even Wu Fei's soul was touched by the warm sunshine at the same time, he got a subtle, but the most fundamental change.

Wu Fei opened his arms, closed his eyes and smiled quietly to feel all this, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more wide, and finally, Wu Fei ran on the grassland like an innocent child, and his laughter became clear and without a trace of murderous intent echoed in the sky.

Tired of running, Wu Fei put the big knife 'Wan Jiang' on the lawn and fell down directly, his limbs looked at the blue sky in front of him in a large font and couldn't help laughing, and the laughter seemed to have never stopped, all of this is not the most desired and luxurious thing that Wu Fei and all the people who still have their surnames in their hearts on the wasteland, that is, the sunshine, the blue sky, the grassland, and the woods that were once ignored.

This also made Wu Fei feel that he had stepped on the blood pool all the way from the bottom of the spire to come here, and it became extremely worthwhile.

Gradually, Wu Fei fell asleep surrounded by the turquoise blue sky, a sweet dream without nightmares......

This sleep was a full day and a night, and when Wu Fei woke up again, the existence that he had perceived and detected since he entered the top floor finally spoke.

"It's all beautiful, isn't it?" An old man's voice seemed to come from the sky, but instead of thundering, it was as gentle as a spring breeze.

"yes, I've always wanted it all." Wu Fei opened his eyes and said without surprise.

"You don't seem surprised at all." The old man's voice was tinged with curiosity.

"There's nothing surprising to know about your existence from the beginning, and you're not hostile, otherwise the moment I opened the door, I wouldn't have been defenseless." Wu Fei got up and sat cross-legged, tilted his head and said.

"Hehehe, you have the guts, which unit are you from?" The old man smiled and asked.

"Freelancers." Wu Fei shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Freelance Hunter...... Hehe, it was recommended by Xiao Zhao. The old man seemed to be talking to himself, but Xiao Zhao in the old man's words reminded Wu Fei of a person.

"You mean Zhao Feng?" Wu Fei asked rhetorically.

"That's right, oh, by the way, I'm a little sorry for one thing, I appreciated the whole battle process without your consent, I have to say, for your age, your strength is already like a monster, and you fight beautifully." The old man's voice was full of praise and appreciation.

"Another tower keeper?" Wu Fei asked with a flash of inspiration.

"I'm not the same as that bastard, or rather, in a way, it's just that the towerkeeper's non-xx bastard seems to be a different person lately." The old man's voice showed a hint of resentment at the mention of the tower keeper.

"Oh, that's right, let's get straight to the point, who the hell are you?" Wu Fei did not reveal the fact that he had the hacking device, but hid it as a means of dealing with the mysterious voice.

"Before I introduce myself, I hope to show you some truth, and then you and I will naturally meet, and I have a gift that is especially suitable for you, and this gift will be given to you no matter how you feel after learning the truth, just because you can use it or it will be a scrap of iron." The old man's voice carried a hint of hope.

"Let it go out and see." Wu Fei agreed to the old man's request.

The old man's voice did not sound again, but in the sky in front of Wu Fei, who was sitting cross-legged, a picture began to be sketched by holographic projections.

According to the words on the colorful banners in the streets and alleys of a city in the picture, this picture seems to be the picture of the centennial carnival of the new year.

In addition to the bustling busy crowd, there are also children in the crowd, chasing each other in groups of giggling and chasing, which is completely a thriving and recovering a hundred years after the nuclear apocalypse.

But this scene only lasted less than thirty seconds, and then it was not the scene of the second end of the world as Wu Fei expected, but the screen turned to the surveillance screen of an unknown experimental base, in which people in white coats were discussing something sadly.

Next, a picture of the truth that would be forever sealed if no one came to the top of the spire, and that only those who belonged to the highest level of the pyramid of this world had the right to know, were displayed in front of Wu Fei, whose face was getting colder.

The scene in the picture let Wu Fei understand what kind of identification he has in the eyes of ordinary people in society, or grassroots civilians, in the eyes of the big people, and also let Wu Fei know what kind of things these powerful people will do under the trend of the dark side of human beings.

The most unknown true thoughts in this world were displayed in front of Wu Fei.

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