Chapter 968 Give It to You

When Huai Shi lowered his eyes, Lu Baiyan finally noticed the coldness that was slowly engulfing him.

It was like the silent ice sea, pulling him coldly, taking away all his strength to struggle, and sending him to the coldest depths of darkness...

Something called death.

Something called judgment.

After seventy years, I came to him again...

Accompanied by those figures that have passed away.

Under the vast night sky, the light of countless shining stars fell quietly, and the figures that had appeared countless times in dreams and memories seemed to have returned from the past.

Looking down at his face indifferently.

Full of contempt.

"Why……"

His empty pupils were stung by those sights, and Lu Baiyan's expression convulsed and gradually became distorted: "Why do I have to be a betrayer!"

"I just hesitated for a moment..."

"I just...I just can't do anything!"

He screamed miserably and struggled hard. From the cracks in his arms, the dried blood flowed out again, forming ugly graffiti with difficulty.

After using up the last source of energy, he tore his chest into pieces!

With force, he tore off the flesh and blood penetrated by hatred, and regardless of the scarred body, launched the Shadow Burial Shuttle.

But there is no more power for him to squander...

After only running two meters, under Huai Shi's sight, he was squeezed out of the shadow, rolled to the ground, staggered up again, and ran wildly on all hands and feet.

Toward the distance.

Toward...the door that was already close at hand.

"Beelzebub."

Huai Shi calmly raised his pistol: "Don't kill him."

"good!"

The young man's phantom grinned ferociously. In an instant, Lu Baiyan's left leg burst into a cloud of blood mist. The calf detached from the limb, flew up and fell again.

Lu Baiyan fell to the ground and raised his right leg with difficulty, trying to support himself.

And Huai Shi pulled the trigger again.

Bang!

The knee of his right leg was also shattered.

Fell into the melting snow and mud.

Still struggling spasmodically.

I can no longer feel the pain...

But in the drowsiness, those phantoms seemed to become clearer.

Standing on both sides of him, staring at all this quietly, admiring his ugly appearance.

"sorry Sorry……"

He apologized incoherently, but didn't know what to say.

He hid his face in the mud and frozen snow in fear, not daring to look again.

He just instinctively used the blood drawn in his arms to crawl on the ground, desperate to escape, and little by little, he squirmed on the ground and moved forward.

"Goodbye, everyone……"

He muttered dully to himself, "I'm going on a trip."

"Go somewhere... somewhere I can go..."

Just like that, dragging the remaining body, crawling hard.

Toward the place where pain and sin can be escaped...

Go to hell.

It doesn't matter even if you are scorned by others and suffer eternal torture.

"sorry Sorry……"

Lu Baiyan kept repeating, reaching out, trying hard to touch the door frame of hell.

Finally, I saw the figure waiting behind the door.

The smiling Woodman lowered his head, stretched out his palm toward him.

He was stunned, as if in surprise, and stretched out his hand full of expectation, trying to grasp the glimmer of fallen hope, but no matter what, he couldn't get any closer.

Because someone grabbed the ankle of his right leg and pulled him cruelly backward.

Drag him back to the human world, dragging him under the indifferent gaze of countless eyes.

He froze, screamed in terror, mumbled shouts, choked and cried, tried hard to kick his legs, and finally broke free from the pull of the hand, crawling towards hell again.

Little by little...

Slowly and painfully, he crawled towards the door of liberation.

Then, he was pulled back again.

Once again, until he lost all his strength and stopped in front of the door in despair, he no longer had the strength to hold that hand.

Beside him, Huai Shi looked down calmly.

"It's time to say goodbye."

He said: "Lu Baiyan, you have to say goodbye to your friend."

"I……"

Lu Baiyan murmured in confusion: "I...I still...I still..."

"Sorry, your voice is a bit soft, I can't hear you clearly."

Huai Shi rolled up her sleeves, folded them upward in three parts, and exposed her arms: "But it doesn't matter, you can continue... whatever you want to say is fine."

"But no matter what you say, the outcome won't change."

From the right hand where flesh turned into metal, pale alchemical fire ignited, illuminating Huai Shi's calm face and his silent pupils.

In the darkness, there is only distant silence...

"The time has come, Lu Baiyan."

At that moment, there was a painful scream.

As if tearing his soul apart, it cruelly ravaged his will, bringing about the torment and torture in the furnace.

The burning iron hand had pierced into his body.

——Forging begins!

Da Siming’s talent, Yang Sheng, operates here.

It was like picking a ripe fruit from a tree. When Huai Shi pulled out his palm, he pulled out the remaining broken roots and the crown carved from white jade.

Under the burning of the alchemical fire, all the sediments of the abyss disappeared silently.

The miracle of purification transformed again, turning into an ancient classic in the hands of Huai Shi.

Then, Huai Shi reached out his hand again, causing pain to return and the suffering to last forever.

In this way, he searched the cracked soul inch by inch, held it tightly, and pulled out the crystal of the miracle seal Tianwen, a jade jue filled with clouds of smoke and flowing light.

Finally, he reached out for the third time.

Finally grasped his soul.

In the piercing hoarse scream, he applied flames to his soul, forcibly operating all his essence, shrinking inward, and finally formed a dark ingot, pull it out!

The moment Huai Shi let go, the mutilated body fell to the ground silently.

There was no sparkle in his dull eyes anymore, only a void left. Thick saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, mixed with traces of blood...

The soul has already ushered in destruction.

But it's not over yet.

In the silence, Huai Shi pulled out the ax of anger, pointed it at his neck, and raised it.

As Russell said.

To be cold and ruthless, to perform the duties that belong to the Grand Commander, and to destroy the rebels in the most straightforward and cruel way!

Only in this way can justice and justice be demonstrated.

In this way, under the overlooking view of the spyglass, in front of the gate of hell, under the witness of the whole world...

——The judgment is coming!

cut!

Thick blood spurted out, crossing the door of hell, and seemed to fall on the face of the phantom.

The eternal smile on Woodman's lips also darkened.

Only now did Huai Shi raise her head and look indifferently behind the door.

"Don't you want it?"

He raised his foot and kicked something on the ground over, "Here, here it is."

The head rolled and stopped at Woodman's feet.

Stop slowly.

This is the answer to the genealogy of the Kingdom.

Same time, different place.

In the reflection of the fast food restaurant, Woodman sighed with regret.

"It's such a pity that he died... Transformed from pain, followed his own will and chose hell - what will happen to the despair brought about by the shame and self-denial that has been brewing for seventy years? Where is the fruit?”

He said, "It's just a little bit away from him becoming our companion."

"Or you can try another method."

Russell sincerely suggested, "If you really care about sibling relationships, he can't accompany you, so you can go and accompany him... If you are in a hurry, you can register on the spot now, and I can ask Huaishi to give you a discount."

"Haha, it's really humorous, as always."

Woodman shook his head: "The Golden Dawn is not like you, a place that will become fragile due to little setbacks... Our days are still long."

"Don't worry, it won't be too long. It will be over soon."

Russell shook his head, "That day will come soon, Woodman, until then... No matter what you want, I can guarantee: you will get nothing!"

"That sounds scary."

Woodman rubbed his eyes, as if wiping away non-existent tears: "I will start to look forward to it, Russell. However, you are a little wrong."

He paused for a moment, no longer hiding the ferocious smile:

"——What we don't have, we prefer to take for ourselves!"

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At this moment, above the snowfield, Woodman looked up, his smile still on his face.

"Huai Shi, to thank you for your gift."

He said: "I also have a gift for you."

Between his slowly unfolding hands, a curtain of light emerged, revealing Huaishi's extremely familiar scenery.

The quiet campus, the echoing bells, and the crowds of people coming and going.

——Tower of Ivory!

Just above the light curtain, the empty sky suddenly shattered!

A pair of huge and empty eyes emerged from behind the broken sky, looking down, countless rays of light lit up from the darkness.

Those are stars.

The stars from hell suddenly fell.

Bring destruction upon the peaceful academy!

The shrill and piercing alarm sounded instantly in every corner, and then, layers of defense appeared out of thin air and enveloped every building.

Emergency measures were activated.

All students who were active or enjoying the live broadcast were pulled by the main frame of creation and flew to the six deepest shelters. They were then isolated in groups of three according to age, sequence and department composition to avoid harm. the spread and spread.

The surging fire and chaos have spread from this city that has been quiet for a long time.

A big hand emerged from outside the crack in the border, clenched it into a fist, slowly moved closer, and then spread its fingers, and countless hell swarms like grass seeds were thrown into the world below.

Sowing the seeds of death and extinction.

Just above the cracked square, the creator named Mathers raised his eyes, stretched out his hand, held the brim of his hat, and struck the gong with his cane.

In an instant, the Double Helix Mystery spread from scratch.

Using the abyss bloodline as a link, the domain was lowered, and the inside and outside were isolated——

[Inner Formation] expands.

Then, after the crack, the most brilliant star, burning with layers of flames, finally fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

The border of Nuoda suddenly shook.

Embarrassing and burdensome.

Thirty-six rays of light spread out in all directions, swirling from the ancient chants.

The skinny old man, as if made of steel, raised his face.

Based on this foreign land.

——King of heretics!

It's the end of the month, do you still have monthly passes?