Today, it snowed in Apocalypse City rarely.

The periodic cold snap from the arctic ice cap once again gathered enough strength, and the wind with a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour enveloped the blizzard to form a gray curtain wall and swept across this forbidden area.

Although Apocalypse City is located in a mountain col and protected by an enchantment, it will be somewhat affected in the face of meteorological disasters of this natural disaster level.

Most of the cold spells and blizzards were kept out of the barrier, but there were still snowflakes that danced across the barrier in the warm wind, reflecting the glimmer of light from the dome barrier, weaving a colorful curtain for the sky before melting away, and the entire city was covered in a dreamlike multi-colored filter, like a fairyland.

Even the city's neighborhoods have become dreamy under this filter.

Pedestrians on the road seem to be infected by the rare beauty, with brisk steps and soft expressions.

"I'll tell Wu Ming about the situation over there......

After Christina explained the entire planning process, she patted Runtu on the shoulder vigorously and admonished, "Master Wu Ming asked me to tell you not to have a head-on conflict with the Inquisition Court in the future, you take the criminals away from the battlefield, hibernate to accumulate strength, and don't add unnecessary bloodshed and sacrifice......

I don't know if it was because of the hard work of the days or the exhaustion of the long struggle with the Judgment, the moisturizing soil was obviously in a bad state, and he looked a little absent-minded, although he nodded repeatedly in response to Christina's words, but his attention was always as ethereal as his wandering gaze.

Christina also noticed his anomaly: "What's wrong?"

Runtu looked up and watched the glowing dots of light slowly fall from the sky, but he didn't care about that.

The honest and loyal middle-aged man frowned, and once again glanced back and forth at the street, and after a long time he asked in a confused and uncertain tone, "Do you think it's a little strange on the street today?"

"Strange?"

Christina frowned slightly, and turned to look at the street.

It's fairly easy for criminals to find a place to live in the neighborhood of Apocalypse, just find a few rotten logs and a few plastic boards to prop up a crumbling shack, and some lucky ones can get some barbed wire and rags to make a wall to enclose the windy shack on all sides to add some security and less than three square meters of privacy.

Christina's eyes were all she could see at the moment was this dilapidated and shabby shack.

The shacks are crammed together, and the jagged colored plastic panels are staggered and spliced, and the view stretches to the end of the visual range, like a bloated and misshapen dragon entrenched in this block, and the breeze blows through the shack area, and the shaky shaking and sound of the shacks turn into the rhythm of the dragon's breathing.

Most of the shacks have no doors, most of the shacks that can be called houses are empty, and there is no property in sight, most of the sinners are still toiling for their lives and sins, and only a few idle sinners are huddled in shacks of less than three square meters, listening to the preachers' fanatical sermons through the barbed wire, their eyes twinkling and their hearts full of anticipation.

Aside from the dreamlike iridescent filter, it looks like it's business as usual.

The doubt only lasted for a few seconds, and soon Christina, who couldn't see the reason, shook her head and gave up her useless work: "I don't see anything wrong, it's your delusion, right?"

"No, there's something wrong!" Runtu firmly denied, his eyes still fixed on the street, his gaze scanning back and forth at everyone in sight, trying to find the source of the feeling that was wrong.

Something is wrong.

Something odd was overlooked.

This premonition became stronger and stronger in Runtu's heart, and just when he felt that he was about to find out the source of this sense of disobedience, the heaviness from his shoulders interrupted his thinking, making this honest and upright middle-aged man suddenly come back to his senses.

"Moisten the soil!"

Christina rested her hands on Runtu's shoulders, and her eyes showed a look of deep concern.

"You're too tired, aren't you? I've heard that you've been dealing with the knights of the Inquisition lately and you're running around for the lives of sinners, how long has it been since you rested?"

"I'm ......" Runtu's eyes showed confusion and confusion, and when the other party mentioned this, he realized that he had indeed been working too hard lately.

When he and his fellow Axis arrived at the scene, they only had time to save the remaining Flying Worshippers, and while dealing with the Knights of Judgment, they were transferred around with them and other persecuted heretics, while they had to run around for the daily lives of the pagans.

It can be said that he has basically not closed his eyes since that day.

The long-term fatigue and pressure have been accumulating, and he has reached the limit both mentally and physically.

If you want to use an analogy, Runtu is now like a power machine that runs on a continuous shaft, and once one part breaks first, it will cause a chain collapse like a domino.

"Don't think about it so much, it's time for you to get some rest."

Christina put her arm on his shoulders and whispered, "Now that the situation in the city has begun to ease, and the Knights of Judgment are not as strong as before, you just need to find a place to lie dormant and wait for the limelight to pass, and everything will be fine."

Although Runtu was still a little hesitant, he finally nodded after a moment of ideological struggle—he felt that what the other party said was right, and it was time for him to take a good rest.

"I don't have to fight anymore......

"Master Wu Ming will save everyone, and the future you yearn for is at hand."

The soft and sweet voice echoed in Runtu's ears, and an unprecedented sense of peace of mind welled up in his heart, as if he saw the bright future that Christina had said.

No one will be oppressed by the gods and foremen on high anymore.

No one will need to break a bar into several pieces just to eat it for as many days as possible......

There will be no one like his parents, who can only hold a thin straw mat and freeze to death in the wind and snow silently.

And the kids.

Those children can also stand in the sun and live a life where they can be fed and clothed, study well, and live well.

And then ......

He couldn't think of it.

His mind is not very smart, and he can't imagine the future that Master Wu Ming once described, concepts like what are born equal, everyone has a stalk to play and the like are too complicated and distant for him - all he can imagine and hope for is just what happened to Zeng, and the future will not happen to another person......

His yearning for a better future can only reach this extent.

Runtu's misty eyes froze for a moment, and he opened his mouth slightly, as if he had seen something unbelievable, and all kinds of emotions of surprise, confusion, and doubt flowed on the middle-aged man's weathered face.

"Dad? Mom?"

Subsequently.

He looked at the air behind him with some surprise.

"Chang Gung ......?"

He burst out laughing.

The knife-like wrinkles on his face grew deeper.

For the first time in twenty years, the taciturn middle-aged man smiled like a carefree child.

Christina looked at him, her voice seductive.

"yes, that's it......"

"Your lost parents will come back to make up for their shortcomings, and you will go back to your childhood and reminisce about the happiest times of your life."

"Forever ......"

"There will be no more tragedies,"

"There will be no more pain."

Christina stood in front of Runtu and couldn't help frowning.

Assimilation progressed more slowly than expected.

After that adventure, he devoured many foreign gods, coupled with the accumulation of faith in the church for many years, now his spirit and body have become transcendental, and there is a fundamental difference between him and mundane things, and it stands to reason that the fragile mind and willpower of mortals are completely unable to resist his will and ability......

But the person in front of him was unexpectedly tenacious.

Even though most of the mind has fallen, there is still a weak resistance deep in the heart.

Don't want to believe in the fact that your parents are alive? Or is it because of that Master Wu Ming?

In a flash of inspiration, he immediately thought of the ant who repeatedly ruined his good deeds behind the scenes.

He can't save you anymore, he can't even save his own companions.

But it's more troublesome to put it this way, so let's borrow his name to make you submit first.

Christina had made up her mind, her hands piercing into her brain, like something invisible, plucking his soul and mind as strings, listening to his thoughts.

Since you believe in Wu Ming more, then use his name and borrow his skin to make you submit!

Let me see what words touch you the most and impress the most...... Found it, it seems to be the sentence.

"Everyone can be saved, and Master Wu Ming works so hard......

"I...... I'm going to have to work harder!"

Christina: "??? What the hell is this!?"

Hearing some familiar sentences, Runtu almost subconsciously took a sentence, but this sentence was like triggering a certain mechanism, which made him suddenly alert.

"That's not right!"

Everything he had just seen quietly disappeared like a dream, and he woke up from his trance, and at the same time quietly pulled a few steps back, watching Christina's every move in disbelief, his expression wary.

He didn't know why he had just answered that sentence, he had heard a similar sentence, it was the young master who told him, the young man told him what to say that if he goes to the street with Master Wu Ming one day, if the street is quiet, he must follow a similar sentence......

Yes...... That time, it seemed that after Master Wu Ming gave the young master a new name, the young master was awkward......

What did the master give him a name at that time? Giant Mountain Super Force?

But now it seems that it was this sentence that saved his life?

"You're not Christina!"

With suspicion, Christina in Runtu's eyes changed.

The familiar face twisted, the hot wax melted and fell off, snapping and smashing to the ground, and soon the 'thing' in front of me was revealed.

That's a ......

A humanoid shadow with a vague face, a flat and thin body, unable to distinguish between men, women, and children.

The figure sighed, "Why did you wake up?"

It's amazing that the figure has no eyes, but Runtu can intuitively feel that the other party's 'gaze' is watching him.

"Who the hell are you?"

The figure shook his head regretfully without answering, and the figure faded into a fade, apparently about to leave.

"Don't run!" Runtu immediately understood the other party's intentions, and reached out to grab it, but the catch was empty.

The other party has dissolved in the air.

"You could have lived forever in happiness, but you gave up the redemption I gave you......

His words echoed between the heavens and the earth, and with his departure, Runtu suddenly felt the heavens shake, as if the whole world was shaken, the earth was four, the houses fell apart, and even the sky above him fell from the sky to the ground as if it had lost its support.

Then, the world ushered in the end and collapsed.

"It's ...... Dream? Am I asleep?" Runtu tried his best to open his eyes, the trance of the first awakening and the intense sleepiness echoed in his mind, his eyelids were so heavy that he could hardly open them, and in his limited vision, he could see the situation around him clearly, "This is ...... streets?"

Christina lay not far from him, and farther down the street was lined with people.

Even if you wake up from a big dream, your mind is almost stagnant, and Runtu, who reacts several beats slower than a normal person, should also react.

Attack!

This is an enemy attack!

"What the hell is this...... What's going on......

The trance and sleepiness were still washing away the consciousness of moisturizing the earth, and he felt that his eyelids were like a thousand pounds, and he could close his eyes again and fall asleep at any time.

No way! No...... Sink into...... Sleep...... Dream......

His consciousness became more and more blurred, and his thoughts became more and more sluggish like a machine stuck in rust, and Runtu knew that if he didn't take action, he was afraid that he would be dragged back to his dream by the unknown attacker in the next second.

Syllable! Syllable!

He slapped himself twice with all his strength, and his cheeks flushed and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, which also slightly dispelled the unexplained sleepiness and trance.

"Miss Christina!"

He then managed to climb to Christina's side.

The aristocratic lady seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, her expression was quiet, and from time to time she would show a happy and satisfied smile, no matter how much Runtu shook, she could not be awakened from her sleep.

"I'm sorry...... Miss Christina!" Seeing that she couldn't wake up, Runtu was also a little anxious, and while apologizing, he reached out and twisted her upper arm hard.

"Shhh

Perhaps the pain stimulus had done its job, Christina's expression twisted for a moment, and then she opened her eyes with a cold breath.

Seeing her wake up, Runtu also breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you woke up......

At this moment, his gaze passed over to Christina, who had fallen to the ground, and began to carefully observe the details around him.

The whole street is terrifyingly quiet, and the faces of the people lying on the ground are filled with happy and satisfied smiles, which look very strange and chilling through the dreamlike filter.

I can't see any obvious external injuries, and there are only a few bruises left by the fall on my body, and there is no smell in the air, so it shouldn't be caused by medicine......

"I wasn't just ...... Do you read comics at home......" Christina sat up from the floor with difficulty, she had just woken up from her dream, she was still a little dazed, and looked around blankly: "What's going on, why am I here again......

"You just ...... Uh, how can I say it......" Runtu said, "To be honest, you may have been dreaming just now......

As if he had woken himself up, for a moment, he suddenly understood the current situation when he thought of the moisturizing soil he had experienced before.

"I can wake up by my own will, it seems that the quality of the newcomer this time is good."

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