The sky darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and treacherous clouds and mist continued to surge, hanging over the battlefield.

At this moment, it seemed that the whole country was covered by this black curtain composed of dark clouds, and the air contained a moist breath, which also made the atmosphere of the battlefields everywhere more uneasy and tense.

The heavy pressure gathered on everyone's body, and those panicked ordinary people were hiding in their homes at this moment, closing the curtains and closing the door, for fear that they would be affected.

As Edgar had thought, this war could not be stopped, and no one could stop until the opposing side was completely resolved.

Whether it is the motherland or the soldier boys, they and their followers are all fighting with the idea of killing each other, and only one of them can survive in the world.

Ordinary superpowers may be easy to kill, but in the face of those powerful superpowers, the idle hot weapons have long been useless.

At this time, neither the military nor the Congress were willing to take over this hot potato, and the police were even more powerless, so it finally evolved into a superhuman internal scuffle, which was mixed with the wails of ordinary people.

The whole country was in chaos, like a running killing machine, writting more people into it, squeezing out more blood and internal organs.

Dark clouds circulate, and thunder grows on the flat ground.

The torrential rain finally poured down at this moment, and the bean-sized raindrops carried huge power like bullets, crackling and smashing on the ground, diluting the blood stains on the battlefield.

But the rain did not weaken the battlefield, but only intensified, and the people who were hiding in the houses shivered as they listened to the loud sound of the torrential rain outside, and the faint sound of explosions could be heard.

Everyone knows how terrifying the undercurrent hides in the torrential rain outside, the Grim Reaper has turned into a cloud and enveloped the country, and every rolling thunder is his swing of a scythe, reaping the life on the ground.

The news reports ahead have long been out of signals, I don't know if it was because the rainstorm affected the signal, or because the riots of those superpowers destroyed the signal tower, and the whole country was in a dead silence, as if the end had come.

The secret community of the Waters Group.

The torrential rain poured down on this small world, washing away the blood and broken limbs on the lawn, and the wind roared and swept through every corner of the place, as if the undead were venting their unwillingness and despair before death.

On the lawn, small figures stood, letting the whip-like raindrops whip on his body, as if this was the only way to calm his chaotic mind for a moment.

The boy's emaciated body was already soaked by the rain, and the blood on his arms and face had turned into blood flowing down the rain, down his arms and fingertips, and dripping on the grass.

Around the boy, the well-trained mercenary squad had been reduced to severed limbs and scattered around, scarlet blood soaking the entire meadow and staining the otherwise verdant lawn red.

The boy gasped slightly, biting his lower lip and looking at the corpse in front of him with complicated and desperate eyes.

It was his mother, and the person who loved him the most in the world, and the boy couldn't believe that his mother would die in front of him, and he only hated himself now for being so cowardly.

Why, why didn't he dare to come out to save his mother, obviously he had a strong power to change all this.

But because of his cowardice, this led to his mother dying to protect herself.

Clenching his fists tightly, an irrepressible anger rose in the boy's heart for no apparent reason, and he was now desperate to vent his anger.

At this moment, a feeling of being peeping jumped into the boy's heart, and for a moment his back was filled with coolness.

He didn't know how to describe the feeling, but he felt that he was staring at it, and he couldn't help but feel dizzy and choking nausea, and the stomach acid kept pouring up, and the boy tried his best to suppress it.

Gritting his teeth, the boy subconsciously wanted to call out to his mother, but suddenly, his gaze stayed on the corpse in front of him.

His mother was dead, and when he was afraid and helpless, there was no one who could bring him the same love as his mother, which made his tears burst out of his eyes.

Turning around tremblingly, the boy's gaze followed the peeping sensation.

I saw that in the mist raised by the torrential rain, at the edge of the woods in the distance, a strange existence with a black umbrella was silently paying attention to himself, exuding an ominous atmosphere.

No one knows how long the being has been there, or when he appeared, as if he has been standing there ever since the community was established.

The boy could even imagine that while he was slaughtering these bad people who had hurt his mother, the strange black shadow stood there silently, calmly watching his every move.

This treacherous and terrifying scene suddenly startled the boy into a cold sweat, he swallowed his saliva, his teeth collided unconsciously, and his eyes looking at the figure were full of unease.

The boy wanted to run, but his legs didn't obey him, and he didn't know where he was going at this time, he just wanted to be by his mother's side.

As if hallucinating, the boy noticed for a moment that the black shadow had actually moved, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and looked over again.

saw that the strange existence of the original black clothes and black umbrella disappeared, and what appeared instead was a strange Asian man, who was holding a small red umbrella and slowly walking in his direction.

The boy recognized the umbrella in the other's hand, it was their umbrella, and it was his own favorite umbrella, and he could never be mistaken.

The two looked at each other quietly, only the sound of the torrential rain whistling in their ears, and the boy silently looked at the strange man walking towards him, very complicated and vigilant in his heart.

"Ryan."

Finally, the distance between the two men was shortened to five meters, and the strange man stopped at this moment and opened his mouth to break the silence.

Listening to the other party call out his name, the boy did not let down his vigilance, he still remembered his mother's teachings to him, and he must not believe the bewitchment of strangers casually.

Seeing that Ryan didn't answer what he meant, Zhang Yu didn't show too much expression, his eyes looked around, looking at the unshapedly corpses that had been washed away by the torrential rain.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that the other party was looking at the mercenaries who were killed by himself, Ryan was instinctively a little afraid, he grew up under the guidance of his mother all the year round, and his view of life was completely different from that of his motherland.

Killing pays for life, this is something Béjart told Ryan when he was a child.

At this time, Lane, who had killed so many people with his own hands, was also a little scared in his heart.

Hearing Ryan's voice, Zhang Yu refocused his gaze on him, although Ryan had great power, he was just a child.

Smiling slightly, Zhang Yu slowly took two steps forward and placed the umbrella on top of Ryan's head.

"I'm here to help you, and it looks like you need me right now."

"No, I don't need your help, I don't know you." Ryan took two steps back and returned to the rainstorm, staring at Zhang Yu with wary eyes.

"You don't need to know me, Ryan, you just need to know that I can help you make whatever you wish." Zhang Yu said calmly, his tone was very firm.

"Any wish."

Ryan frowned, looking at the other party's gaze was also very complicated.

Although he was a child, Ryan thought that he had grown up, and that it was okay to make any wish come true, and to deceive the ignorant little children, was no longer useful to him.

Last year, Ryan already knew that Santa Claus was a fake, and there was no 'god' in this world at all, and there were just a bunch of bad people who did evil in the name of God.

So at this moment, after hearing the other party's words, Ryan's first thought in his heart was not to believe it.

However, looking back at his mother's corpse, Ryan couldn't help but clench his fists.

If it's true, what if the other party can really make their wishes come true?

"Any wish, Ryan."

At this time, the voice of the strange man resounded in Ryan's ears again, like a demon's whisper, teasing Ryan's spirit.

Even if it is brought back to life, it is not something that cannot be done."

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, Ryan's breathing became rapid.

He had just lost his mother, and at this time there was a strange being who told him that his mother was still alive, so even if it cost him, Ryan wanted to seize this glimmer of hope.

"Really, you can really get my mother back!?"

Ryan turned his head sharply, his gaze fixed on Zhang Yu's body.

"Of course, Ryan."

The corners of his mouth are slightly hooked.

"So." Clenching his little fists, Ryan asked in a trembling voice. "At what cost?"

"Don't worry about the price, someone has already paid for you, you just need to lend me your body, and when I finish what I'm going to do, everything will be back on the right path."

After a pause, Zhang Yu reached out and patted Ryan's head.

"And when that time comes, you will be reunited with your mother in this world and live a happy and happy life, isn't that what you want to fulfill most at this moment."

Feeling the palm above his head, Ryan lowered his head, as if thinking about it.

His body's instinct told him that he had to get out of here as quickly as possible, as far away as possible from the guy in front of him, who was a terrifying existence he couldn't understand.

But his mother's death made him unable to take a step at all, and Ryan didn't want to leave his mother here alone, and he was even more unwilling to accept the fact that his mother Béjart had died.

If someone told him that he could resurrect his mother by borrowing his own body, then Ryan wanted to gamble even if there was only one in 10,000 hopes.

Because if he doesn't, he won't forgive himself in his life.

Thinking of this, Ryan raised his head again.

"What do you need me to do?"

"It's simple."

Zhang Yu said softly.

"Just accept my power and say 'yes.'"

Looking calmly at the strange man, Ryan closed his eyes helplessly.

"So."

yes

I owe 6 chapters, and I'll make it up one after another.

The swelling has subsided, but I still need to recuperate, and after the injury, I realized how troublesome it is for a person to be in the field, and I am fortunate to have met many good people, and I am grateful

(End of chapter)