The body of the dust gap, like an inferior plastic mannequin, was pierced by the decapitation of the saint and nailed high to the wall.

The synths that were calcined by the fire of the dark red furnace couldn't shake off the black fire that adhered to their bodies, no matter how much they struggled.

But they did not let out a miserable howl or wail...... Instead, in the process of continuing to move towards Russell, he was burned to the point that he lost the ability to continue moving, and fell to the ground one after another.

It's like firewood.

The crevice in the dust that had been pierced high above him was tilting his head, looking ahead with his false eyeballs. It's like looking at Russell again.

He now looked like a saint crucified and burned by fire.

The materials on his body were scorched by the flames attached to the blade of the saint's beheading, and gradually melted. It looks like a doll that has been "cremated" by a child.

"I still don't get it."

In the midst of the flames, the "dust gap" made a quiet sound, as if it was not him who was scorched.

- Maybe it's not him.

Because at this moment, it is not the dust gap that speaks, but the monkey-faced eagle who uses his son's body.

"The more you kill, the more inclined you are to destruction—and the closer you are to me.

"Your efforts to kill me are in itself moving closer to me...... It doesn't matter how much you deny it. When you do whatever it takes to destroy all the 'me', you become the next me.

"In any case, it can't be a 'hero' or a 'savior'. No hero must save people by killing people...... If he had to, then he would not be a hero at all. ”

It sounded like a synth voice from an old-age robot movie.

It was burned to the point of melting dust, but it was fixed to the wall and remained motionless.

Russell, however, just waved his right hand expressionlessly.

The saint's decapitation slashed from top to bottom, bursting into the walls with fierce and brilliant sparks. Like a sharp blade on a decapitator, it separates the dust gap from the middle and causes it to fall into the fire.

This fire of anger from the dream world has already induced a real fire in the real world. These flames ignited various parts of the room...... Black, long-burning flames, surrounded by a sea of crimson fire.

"Isn't it a hero...... It's my business. ”

Russell grimaced and fixed the saint's decapitation behind his back again.

He looked back out of the house.

The crowd didn't stop moving closer to here.

Russell was unwilling to back down and compromise...... The monkey-faced eagle, who held the same determination as him, naturally did not intend to retreat.

He's in the shadows anyway.

In the end, it was Russell himself who had to pay the price.

Although the "hero" has the privilege of killing, the essence of this privilege comes from the "will of the people". In this way, the corporation uses the dragon's decree to exercise violence, and the "hero" itself is just a puppet to enforce violence.

Guns are consensus. Bullets are the will of the people. The target is targeted by the company. And the trigger is pulled by the direct director.

- Heroes are nothing more than "hammers".

The guns were there, and the bullets were ready and loaded. When the trigger is pulled, who cares if the hammer wants to do it?

A hammer that can't hit the primer is just a damaged part. Even the bullet itself will be unhappy with this.

And the other way around...... In the absence of any one else being prepared, the hammer alone will not shoot a bullet.

If Russell were to go on a killing spree here, the history of the heroic "ultramarine" would be over.

Although those ordinary people acted abnormally, they couldn't find out the problem. Russell himself was not threatened with his life, nor was he manipulated or kidnapped.

And surveillance will see it all clearly......

At that point, Amirus would not be able to keep him.

Even dragons may be held accountable—

[What, finally figured it out? Scared? 】

After the vocal organs of the dust gap also melted, the monkey-faced eagle returned to Russell's brain.

With a sunny voice like a news anchor or a synthesized sound of a running group video, he said weird words of yin and yang.

[It's not too late to retreat now...... Is it really not too late? 】

[You can also choose to run away, as long as you can escape to the Tartarus Hotel, even if you clear the customs? 】

[Or, do you contact the hotel service staff directly and let the hotel open the way for you?] Oh, as long as the sin of killing others doesn't fall into your own hands, I think you'll be able to endure it, right? Yes, like a big shot......]

"There's no need to be cynical there."

Russell exhaled deeply and took out a chip.

He was a lazy man.

He was a pleasure seeker.

He didn't want to work.

He lived a stable and happy life every day...... With the poor people on these empty islands, they live a completely different life and belong to the "big guys".

Before she died, Alice told him that she wanted him to be a "big man".

She also said...... Let Russell live a happy life of his own.

"One person's abilities are limited......"

Suddenly, Russell was back in the twilight of the day.

Alice, who was so thin that she looked like a skeleton, was helped by Russell to the quilt behind her back and lay down on the bed.

Her arms and legs were so thin that they were disproportionate to her body. You can even see the outline of the bones with the naked eye.

Her body was frighteningly light, and her blonde hair, which was originally more brilliant than Russell's, was dry and dull.

The young face, which looked only twenty or thirty years old, looked as haggard as an old man in his fifties and sixties.

She placed her left hand in Russell's palm, and Russell held one of her hands with both hands.

"Don't ...... Go and save people, Russell.

"People can't be saved, take care of yourself...... That's enough. ”

"Alice" sounds like a girly name.

The mother, who had the girlish name of a misguided wonderland, tried her best, but only whispered faintly: "To be a big man, Russell." Don't let anyone control your destiny......

"You can do it...... You can do it easily. You are smart and you can live a happy life...... Your own happiness.

"Mom has done everything she should and can do. Mom has saved many people in her life, found the truth, and gave birth to you. You owe no one and you don't owe the world...... It is the world that owes you something.

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"Don't be taken advantage of. Don't act for the dreams of others. Stop trying to save something......

"Stop giving happiness to others.

"The happiness that one can find...... Too little.

"Be a selfish person. A selfish and happy person......

"Mom saves the happiness of Mom...... It's all up to you.

"Don't give it to anyone else......

"Don't do anything dangerous anymore......"

It was similar to what the "monkey-faced eagle" said to the "dust gap".

It was also Russell's promise.

Live simply, selfishly.

“…… I'm sorry, Mom. ”

Russell closed his eyes.

He whispered very gently, as if to say goodnight, "I'm a bad boy."

"A long time ago, I broke my word."

He still couldn't control himself...... He couldn't accept the self who lived an ordinary, happy life.

I have also longed for it, and I have imagined it in the afternoon sun.

It's not a luxury, it's within reach.

If you are on the airboat at the beginning, refuse the invitation of the bad day...... If you don't go to Happiness Island, but come directly to Tongshen Island.

…… Ah, yes.

In that case, maybe one day, I will be broken, and I will be captured by the silk threads in this void.

After all, can't you escape this [fate]?

Case......

"I was originally a member of the Tower of Babel...... The days spent under the sun have been long enough.

"Now is the time...... Become a sinner. ”

Finally reinforcing his determination, Russell inserted the chip that Bad Day had given him into his prosthetic arm.

The dark red flames that kept dancing in his child's hole were covered in orange-yellow light for a moment.

As the invisible fluctuations spread, the cameras, monitors, and microphones within a radius of two hundred meters suddenly exploded at the same time!