When the dawn passed, there was still darkness between heaven and earth. When the sun rises, it cannot break through the heavy clouds that cover the earth.

Thunder and lightning flashed, shrouding the inner circle of Tanbo.

Countless rays of light flickered between the pitch-black clouds, illuminating the eerie shadows that wriggled in another world behind the clouds......

But this is not a rare thunderstorm in the news, but a hell on earth is taking shape.

In the long period of time, countless painful souls were driven into despair little by little, ushered in the blowout and eruption of abyssal precipitation, and finally, fell into the hell they created.

It's too painful to live in a human world.

They have no choice.

There is only one place that can be visited...... Flee to hell.

In the self-summoning dragon flute's probing mirror, all the numerical changes are extremely intuitive and clearly visible, and behind the countless changes, the creation framework from the abyss emerges, revealing hideousness.

"[Truth Hengchang]?"

Russell's projection whispered, "Is it Woodman's handiwork?"

"One of the creators of the Golden Dawn?"

Isaac asked, "I heard that he was dead when the kingdom of heaven fell. ”

"yes. Russell said, "I killed him with my own hands." ”

“......”

In the silence, Isaac was stunned and looked at the projection, but Russell's projection was still calm, his face was expressionless, only a chill like a beast appeared in his cloudy eyes.

"Unfortunately, it's too late. Russell said, "If you had done it simply, you wouldn't have had endless troubles." ”

The man named 'William Robert Woodman' was long dead.

He died at the hands of Russell seventy years ago, just as Heaven fell.

But his work is still alive in the world—his last masterpiece, and at the same time his inheritor, a meme that spreads throughout the realm like a poison, gathering the original and dark 'spirit of things' of human nature.

"The so-called 'ghost does not go away', that's probably what it means, right?"

Russell sighed in disgust: "He sacrificed all his soul and stigmata to his works, creating phantoms that do not exist in this world, which are passed down by word of mouth and words, and cannot be isolated even by the memetic operation of the Astronomical Society." ”

Like a virus, it has turned into ubiquitous fragments, parasitic in the sea of silver, and it is difficult to eradicate it.

For 70 years, he has been like a devil, tirelessly luring people to hell and bringing about their own destruction, and I don't know how many riots he has provoked. ”

"Sounds like 'Mephistopheles'. ”

"Who's to say it's not? You've seen that broken book of Faust? That's the companion he took from heaven...... It's like a master, that's all that's it, right?"

Russell knocked on the table and said in a cold voice: "If it is him, the cell origin of the 'Immortal Beast' can be explained, the Golden Dawn is a remnant of the Ideal Country after all, it is not surprising to have this collection."

He went to great lengths to provoke the general's ambitions, created all this, and introduced two major elements of destruction into the current situation, so that this is the current scene, right?"

He said: "The [fusion] of the elements of destruction. ”

It is in this hell on earth that the union of the elements of destruction is about to begin.

The seeds that can destroy the world are slowly sprouting.

The reason why the element of destruction is called an element is precisely because of the existence of such hidden dangers.

- A force that threatens to destroy the present situation.

Such a statement is too general and is nothing more than information released to the outside world.

The Monument to the Silent One created before the disappearance of the previous president has only revealed nineteen of the twenty-four elements of destruction in total.

Twenty-four powers capable of destroying the entire world. Nine of them have been permanently contained in the Survival Hospital, and four others, including Old Gaia, have been completely destroyed.

But there are so many things that have the potential to destroy the whole world, at best, that they are only possible, so do you need to care so much?

There are so many things in this world that can destroy all this, who can count them? More often than not, it only takes a madman to light the fuse at all costs.

To be more precise, the so-called 'element of destruction' should be something that must be able to destroy the present state once a certain premise is completed!

This is a secret that is strictly guarded by the institutions above the decision-making room, and as the vice-principal of the Ivory Tower, Isaac has only heard a few words.

For example, the elements of destruction are actually corresponding to each other.

The essence of the twenty-four elements of destruction is measured through the Silent Tablet's infinite human intelligence in the Silver Sea, and the twelve 'doomed endings' that will appear in the future.

Once the corresponding elements of destruction are combined, the fate and future of all things will be completely rewritten.

The destruction of the present situation is imminent.

Once the deepening is complete, the Swamp Virus will begin to spread wildly and take over everything.

In the end, it is united with the divinity of the rancher.

The faith of the undead and the existence of the immortal god merge to complete the synthesis between the elements of destruction......

"Yes...... The rancher is not an immortal beast. The vice principal was puzzled: "It should be the 'gray man', right?"

"The Grey Man has forsaken the Abyss, Isaac, and if he does not give up the duties that the President has left to him, he will not be able to gain for the rancher for a day, nor will he sound the trumpet of the Battle of Armageddon for him. That was the last protection that the previous president left to his assistants. ”

Russell scoffed: "Guess what the 'Golden Dawn' corresponds to as an element of destruction?"

Isaac didn't speak.

- As an element of destruction, [Golden Dawn] corresponds to [Heaven]!

But the kingdom of heaven has fallen at Perron's hands.

The wreckage is gone.

Isaac didn't know much about what happened back then, and he didn't know whether Perron chose to destroy Heaven in order to eradicate the Golden Dawn, or if it was for his own purposes.

Whatever the cause, the outcome will not change.

As an element of destruction, the Golden Dawn has just been born, and it has lost its corresponding other half, and cannot be finally completed.

All this in front of us is a hellish experiment with a different way of Golden Dawn.

Using the inner circle of Tamba as a petri dish, the power of the two elements of destruction is fused on the mixed culture medium, intending to spy on the true results.

Breaking the hell blockade circle of Yingzhou is just incidental, they have to exchange the lives of more than 100,000 people for the final answer!

Now, under the call of the Increasing, the thunderclouds roared.

Hell on earth roars, and the invisible gravitational pull pulls the power of the 'Elysium' and opens the way to hell.

“Magna Est Veritas Et Praevavebit——”

Truth Hengchang.

Above the burning Empire State Building, Woodman looked up at the gloomy sky, smiling indifferently, erecting the framework of creation from hell from the increasing depth.

Shroud it all in hell.

The swamp virus is rapidly germinating, metamorphosing and evolving again, spreading from the entire inner circle of Tamba, and deeply integrating with the increasing divinity......

"At this point, no matter how wasteful the Survival House is, it should be aware that there is an extra 'damper' on the Doomsday Clock, right?"

He muttered softly, looked up, and looked into the distance.

After the sudden shattering of the heavenly dome, the light of extinction fell from the sky. The light was as sharp as a knife, slicing through the dark clouds, from south to north, and then suddenly turning, perfectly encircling the Tamba district.

Light is like an iron curtain, instantly isolating the inside and outside.

Purification sequence, start!

Soon, the monsters from the 'Border Prison Test Zone' will drive straight in, destroy everything they see, and erase the entire inner circle of Tambo from the world through the next sixteen operating procedures, from physics to memory to history......

Woodman looked down on it all, smiling mockingly.

Whether or not this can continue to exist is irrelevant to him.

What the Golden Dawn wants is nothing more than the end result. The data and changes between Yes and No will be fully recorded in the observations.

Destruction only deepens faster, like wars and carnages.

It's always the only way to make hell.

Now, with the sound of the earth, a monstrous corner emerges from the behemoth that exists between the present, the frontier and hell. As the countless crowded buildings pushed open to the sides out of thin air, heavy doors emerged from the front of the inner circle of Tamba.

The pitch-black door was covered with painful reliefs, and the moment the huge silhouette emerged from the air, the cold aura spread in all directions, freezing everything.

It was from the last legacy of the creator Rodin, the Gates of Hell, the boundary between all pollution and monsters in the Courtyard of Existence and the present world.

Now, the door to the border prison slowly opened.

A long-lost figure emerged from it, staring at the hell on earth in front of him, his eyes pitying.

- Shah, the Creator!

The man who had always had a playful smile had a serious expression at the moment, judging and witnessing everything in front of him with the naked eye, and completing the final procedure.

There is no cure here.

Then it's time to start purifying......

His palm slowly raised, and with his movements, the gates of hell shook violently, bursting with a roar, and the behemoth from the border prison behind the door let out a hungry and thirsty scream, eager to plunge into this tragic fight and poisoning.

But the narrow gates of hell were not opened.

Shah's movements froze in place.

Slowly raising his pupils, he looked ahead, and from the light rain, an embarrassed figure emerged.

It was as if they were running all the way, rolling and crawling, covered in scars, staggering forward, embarrassed like beggars on the streets.

But now, he was standing in front of Shah and the gates of hell, struggling to support his trembling knees.

Just like that, spread your arms.

Facing extinction and death.

The man's face was clearly visible in the overlook of countless probing mirrors......

Koichiro Miyamoto.

"Why bother, Miyamoto. ”

Shah looked at his student with pity in his eyes: "You know, there is no precedent for the purification sequence to be undone, and this will only be at your own expense. ”

"Then sacrifice me!"

Miyamoto replied hoarsely: "Please take my life! Shencheng is my student, and the tool used to create the Swamp Man Disease is my tool, I should die, I should die here!"

"But the teacher ......"

He was already in tears, kneeling on the ground, "Please save my people, please, please......"

In the brief silence, Shah lowered his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Miyamoto. He said, "There's nothing I can do." ”

"Well, I won't give up!"

Miyamoto's face twitched, unable to restrain his fear, but he never left the front: "I have given up too many times, teacher, please allow me to die here and join them." ”

"So, how about adding me one?"

From behind him, a hoarse voice rang out.

Under the umbrellas held up by the students, the old man in a wheelchair with a respirator was pushed forward, his chest rising and falling with difficulty, and through the respirator, he made a muddy breathing sound.

Kyoto University, former director of the Faculty of Science, Shizujuro Eguro......

Miyamoto looked up at him in astonishment.

"Idiot, what can you do alone? You don't even have a budget, and you don't even have a budget. ”

Under the respirator, the old man spoke mercilessly at his old friend, and when he looked at the gate of hell, his voice was hoarse: "I am also a hybrid of the inner circle of Tambo, if you want to destroy them, please join me." ”

Beside him, the old bastard who had just thrown off his police uniform rushed in, gasping violently.

In the distance, the sound of the engine breaking through the blockade kept sounding, and one figure after another emerged from the depths of the rain curtain, transiting through the border, from all over the world......

Ivory Tower, Imperial College, Ivy League, Egyptian Royal University......

Male or female, young but more often elderly.

At this moment, whether it was a scholar or an ascension, or an alchemist of the Stone Cauldron Society, or others, after taking off their uniforms and emblems, the old men took off their hats, ruffled their hair, and showed their hybrid characteristics.

In this way, together with Miyamoto, he blocked the front of the Purification Legion.

Silent waiting for the destruction to come.

A wordless struggle.

"You know what you're doing, don't you?"

Shah looked at the blockers in front of him with regret, "You can only sacrifice yourselves in vain, and the purification sequence will not be canceled because of your resistance." ”

"At least give them a chance, teacher!"

Miyamoto knelt on the ground and humbly prayed, "As long as there is a chance, you can ...... Please, teacher...... Are people born to live in hell?"

"Miyamoto, among the students I've ever taken, you're the worst ......"

Shah sighed pityingly, but the hand that could be raised, after all, did not fall, slowly clenched his fingers, and withdrew.

The gates of hell are not closed.

Thousands of pairs of hungry eyes behind the door stared coldly at the world in front of them.

"You've only got fifteen minutes, Miyamoto. ”

Shah whispered, "With my authority, I can only do so much for you. In return, whatever the outcome, your life will no longer be your own, and you will spend the rest of your life in the Survival Chamber, where you will continue to serve as a prisoner. ”

Fifteen minutes, in exchange for the time of a lifetime.

Miyamoto slumped on the ground, covering his face, but couldn't help crying with joy.

"Thank you, teacher, thank you......"

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In the projection of the dragon flute, Russell pinched his chin and looked at it curiously: "By the way, Isaac, isn't Miyamoto being watched by you?"

"yes, but he got an email and ran away. ”

The Vice Chancellor calmly apologized: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency, this is my dereliction of duty. ”

“......”

In the silence, Russell's expression became heavy, and he scratched his head helplessly, "Isaac, this is a big mistake, it's not something that can be fooled by deducting two days' wages...... At least it's going to be deducted for a week!"

Isaac was still expressionless, but just stroked his chest and saluted: "Thank you for your punishment." ”

"It doesn't have to be. Russell said, "But I'm curious, who sent that email?"

Isaac shook his head: "The passage from the Astronomical Society seems to be a message from the Secret Channel, but I think this matter is ...... Something to do with one of our teachers. ”

Russell raised an eyebrow, understanding.

In the mountains, in the closed resort hotel, Ai Qing stared at the live broadcast of tomorrow's news, and the lighter between her fingers rotated silently.

This was the last email message she sent to Miyamoto in the short delay before handing over her phone.

It's just three words.

With Miyamoto's ability, it is not difficult to guess what exactly happened, and it is not difficult to imagine what the outcome will be next. It was a little too cold to expect a sacrifice from an old scholar, but beyond that, there was nothing she could do.

This is the last chance she can get for Huaishi.

Fifteen minutes......

Huaishi, this is your last time.

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When the countdown to extinction is approaching, the final battle within the alliance is finally coming to an end.

In the dilapidated conference room, there was already blood and corpses. Between a dozen corpses, the old man roared and swung his knife, piercing the heart of his enemy.

Scarlet blood gushed out, staining the old face red again.

In this way, in the burning headquarters, in the midst of the fighting everywhere, he tried his best to catch his breath, and looked up at the enemy who was close at hand.

"You're still too young, Chiba. ”

Sheng Tianmu grinned, pulling the blood on his face, and his smile became hideous: "I didn't expect it, right? When the old man was young, he was the king of the Danbo Inner Circle!"

In the corridor, the blood-stained Chiba struggled forward, fighting all the way to break through here, and the subordinates beside him had already been killed and injured.

He succeeded in cornering the last of his enemies.

Even if he is covered in bruises.

"Come on, old thing. ”

He wiped the blood from his face, pulled out a knife from the corpse on the ground, and clenched it with all his might.

From the smoke and incineration, the rebel was so far away from the president that he forgot the sound of the building collapsing.

This is the last battle of the trapped beasts.

When a loud noise erupted in the distance, the two of them let out a hoarse roar at the same time, and the beast showed its claws, colliding in the same place, and the high-pitched sound of steel grinding burst out.

Immediately after, the broken knife flew up, fell from the air, fell to the ground, and fell apart.

Sheng Tianmu's face twitched, and he looked down with difficulty, seeing the blade that pierced from his shoulder to his chest.

The winner is decided!

"Your history is over, give birth to Tianmu, and bring the history of the alliance with you-"

Chiba twisted the blade and gasped hard: "Take your throne on the road, this is the last friendship between you and me." ”

The corners of Sheng Tianmu's mouth twitched with difficulty, as if he was smiling.

Such a close distance,

That's nice......

With the last of his strength, he raised his trembling left hand in his sleeve and pulled the trigger.

In the loud bang, Chiba's heart burst out with a wisp of scarlet.

Chiba-kun, I've waited all my life, not to be this president. It's about proving that I didn't fail – that one day, I can be a hero.

"Chiba-kun, thank you. ”

He said, "Thank you." ”

In silence, Chiba slowly lowered his head, looked at the wound on his chest, and fell to the ground with the old man.

In the end, we will all end up together.

I don't know why, but he doesn't feel angry, it doesn't matter, even if he dies.

Just for other people...... Feel a pity.

"It's so stupid, give birth to Tianmu. ”

Chiba whispered in disappointment: "Kneel on the ground, the ...... who can't be saved"

If this continues, all the hybrids can only suffocate and die silently.

But if you die, you should cry out.

At least let people know that they ...... Once existed.

"We can't live in the human world, we can at least go to hell......"

He leaned against the wall and spent his last days looking out at the gloomy sky beyond the broken wall: "We have no way but hell. ”

"You're really a hero, Chiba-kun, I'm far inferior to you......"

In a pool of blood, Sheng Tianmu smiled silently.

Obviously on the occasion of his death, in such a precious time, he did not recall the warm memories with his family, and all he could remember was the scene of the first meeting with the young man.

How happy he was when the time jumper from the future knelt in front of his eyes, begging for his help.

It's as if a lifetime of pain has been redeemed.

"Please let me help you. Sheng Tianmu held the young man's hand so hard: "Please let me help you!"

He has only one problem.

"Excuse me, what was I like before I died?"

At that time, the young man looked up and told him seriously: "Impassioned!"

Joke.

He knew it was a lie.

Yourself, you must be embarrassed to die, right?

He had always been like this, he was afraid of failure, he never took risks, he never sacrificed anything. If nothing could be done, he would have fallen on his knees at the feet of his enemies and begged for mercy, weeping and begging them to raise their noble hands and spare their lives......

In the end, he was killed like a wild dog.

Over the years, I have had countless terrible dreams.

I've woken up countless times, and I've been scared countless times.

Ashamed of your weakness and sad for your embarrassment. Agonizing over your own failures, despairing for it all.

Weep bitterly that you can't be a hero.

Now, death has finally arrived, and all the nightmares that had once feared are gone, replaced by an indescribable peace and tranquility.

It's not painful, but a smile that can't help but be satisfied.

"Chiba-kun, dreams are really deceitful. ”

With difficulty, he stretched out his hand, using the last of his strength, to touch the distant fire, but everything seemed to be in vain, fading and dissipating.

Dreams are the opposite.

Everyone, don't be afraid.

This time, we will definitely be able to have......

Future.