Chapter 781 Hell on Earth

Soon, the tenth, the eleventh...

It was just a moment of shock. When Isamu Ren came back to his senses, he and himself were the only ones left in front of him.

Endless coldness emerged from those dark eyes, swallowing up everything in her.

She suddenly realized that this mission might really be a mistake.

Now, she was sitting in front of a losing bet, unable to find any solution.

For a moment, she even wanted to violate the restrictions of the death pact and run away.

He had never expected such an unfolding and outcome, and had never faced such a terrifying opponent... None of the attacks could even surprise him for a moment, and he maintained a heart-stopping calm and contempt from beginning to end.

Move forward step by step.

Towards the final enemy.

This may be the Greed Ship's final mission.

Isamu Ren closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, he had already put life and death aside——

At that moment, under the peonies blooming on the long clothes, a rugged and ferocious skeleton emerged.

The burning flame of the source matter lit up in her eyes, and the alchemical matrix implanted in the deepest part of the soul was activated, burning the source matter of all the dead and the living.

Immediately afterwards, the world reversed itself, as if everything in the world was rapidly breaking, spinning, and reorganizing, causing the surrounding thick fog to turn into a blurry illusion, swallowing everything up.

In a trance, a figure with a crown and a halo appeared to rise from the cracks in the earth, showing a majestic posture from behind Isamura Ren.

At the cost of collecting souls, the ruler of the abyss sends down great power.

All the corpses on the ground were turned into ashes, but the pale ashes gathered in Isamu's hand, forming a strange curved blade sickle.

"You really shouldn't covet that bottle of good wine..."

Isamu Ren murmured softly, and slowly raised the sword and sickle in his hand: "Come on, 'Waizhi'-kun, let me experience the power of Prince Paradise!"

At that moment, a glow rose from the blade.

The sword of virtue bursts and screams.

The world condensed by this illusion shook violently, and the blazing light spread in all directions.

A shrill collision sound erupted along with the interlacing of figures.

The moment they passed each other, Isamu Ren's movements froze in place, and a thin crack appeared on the sword and sickle in his hand and on his neck.

Immediately afterwards, as the bone sword in his hand collapsed, blood flowed from the scars.

She raised her fingers with difficulty, touched her throat, stared at the streak of blood on her fingertips, and couldn't help but laugh: You can't even feel the pain, you are so gentle, Mr. Huai Zhi...

Isamu fell to his knees.

As the last pillar collapsed, the secret ritual that maintained the blockade fell apart, and the mist quickly dissipated and evaporated.

The silent world disappeared without a trace.

Ruins, burning, rain, lamentation, blood and fire, everything returns.

Everything was quiet when I went there, but now, in front of Huai Shi's eyes, the streets have been burned out, and only thick smoke is rising.

He returned to this world of pain.

Just behind Huai Shi, Isa Mulian's lips opened and closed with difficulty, as if staring at someone who didn't exist, and said something, but no sound was heard.

Only under her body, slowly spreading, the blood reflected a childish face.

Therefore, using this as a medium, phantoms that should not exist here appear in front of Huai Shi's eyes.

Standing in front of Huai Shi, admiring everything burning in front of him with him.

Huai Shi frowned.

That's a... child?

He has black hair, dark eyes, and fair skin. He looks like a Roman. He is clearly staring at such a tragic scene, but there is a distant and indifferent smile on his face.

Deja vu.

The child who had met once in the general's mansion appeared in front of Huai Shi again.

"Ah, you bloody piece of soil, you body of the noblest hero in history, forgive me for messing around with these butchers. May disaster befall the murderer who spilled such precious blood!"

The child was walking on the broken streets, as if he were on his own stage. Facing countless audiences, he opened his hands and exaggeratedly recited the immortal famous poem from Shakespeare:

"Every wound of yours is like many speechless mouths, opening their red lips and asking my tongue to appeal to the world for them; I am now prophesying on these wounds that the curse will befall people's limbs. "Brutal and cruel civil strife will plunge this place into chaos; bloodshed and destruction will become a temporary fashion, and all compassion will be completely extinct because people are accustomed to killing."

"Give the world a call to slaughter and let the dogs of war ravage everywhere!"

"For this heinous crime, the earth will be filled with corpses groaning and begging for burial..."

The long monologue ended with impassioned denunciation, but no one applauded.

Only Huai Shi looked at him coldly.

The child turned back, looked at his face, and kept his smile: "It took the whole ship of greed to be destroyed before I could send my memes to you... It's not easy to meet you, Huai Shi."

Huai Shi said indifferently: "Sorry, I have no interest in playing with children."

"……child?"

The child was stunned for a moment, and then his expression turned strange. He didn't know whether he was shocked or admired. He couldn't help laughing: "In your eyes, I am a child? Huaishi, you are really a freak!"

Along with his loud laughter, the phantom in front of Huai Shi's eyes began to change continuously.

From a young boy, he transformed into a sinister and eccentric old man, a messenger who brings temptation like a devil, a charming and charming oiran, a mature and elegant middle-aged man, a girl in white, a dying woman, and a swaddled baby.

Their postures and appearances are all different, but they all have black hair, dark eyes, fair skin, and smiles that are always full of alienation.

Eventually, the phantom shrinks and countless images overlap.

He transformed into a young man with a face so gorgeous that he looked like a girl. He was wearing a black vest, breeches, and a white shirt. He was holding a delicate riding crop. He stepped on the remains of the ruins and looked up at Huai Shi with a smile.

"Introduce yourself, Huai Shi."

He bent down, caressed his chest and saluted: "According to the records kept by my predecessor, you can call me William Robert Woodman..."

The boy smiled and introduced himself: "Woodman from the Golden Dawn!"

From the dark eyes, bright golden flames burst out, and the beautiful face reflected was extraordinary and solemn, like a god or Buddha, inviolable.

He is one of the three founders of the Elements of Destruction, the Golden Dawn, and the creator Woodman from the Land of Nothing!

In the long silence, Huai Shi did not speak.

Look at him.

I imagined how I could take the angry Lord of the Flies out of his pocket and shoot him in the head.

"Don't be nervous, what remains here is just a phantom. Even if you taste something, you can't feel the deliciousness. Even if you bathe in the rain, you can't feel the cold or warmth. At best, it's just a video call..."

He glanced at Huai Shi's pocket with a half-smile, as if he knew what he wanted to do, and shrugged slightly: "There's no need to take out Lord of the Flies to pollute the ears, right?"

In the silence, only the Lord of the Flies in Huaishi's backpack roared angrily: "Woodman, you're a fool!!! You've been dead for so many years, why are you putting garlic here?"

Woodman shrugged and turned a deaf ear. The flickering phantom just looked at Huai Shi's face and sighed with joy: I have to say that our meeting is really an unexpected joy. I didn't expect that I would meet you when I came here to gain another result. ...Huai Shi, God knows how happy I was when I met you at the general's place. What a pity that you never came to play with me. I have prepared a lot of gifts for you! "

At this point, he slapped his head: "By the way, you did a good job in the Twilight Land. Mathers has always praised you so much! Not only in the Golden Dawn, you are really a popular idol in the Abyss now." ! No matter how much trouble the Suncasters cause, your name will be so loud. Those workshop owners hate you so much that they bite their handkerchiefs under the covers hahaha..."

After smiling, his expression became serious, and he asked solemnly and earnestly: "So, before we start the formal topic, how about we go through a process first?"

He paused, cleared his throat, stretched out his hand, and asked with enthusiasm and expectation:

"——As a member of the Utopia that was once recognized by the Vientiane Heaven and Earth, Huai Shi, do you want to come to our side?"

Huai Shi looked at him silently, looking through the phantom to the world behind him that was full of pain.

"I am your enemy, Woodman."

He said: "Don't let this kind of joke happen again, okay? This has never changed."

"Hahaha, as expected...isn't it time yet?"

Woodman laughed nonchalantly, turned around and stood next to Huai Shi, staring with him at the world shrouded in smoke and flames.

With a smile.

"First of all, I would like to congratulate you, Huai Shi. What you have done is worthy of being a heroic act. It is commendable. Your struggle has successfully saved some people, and the arrival of this moment has probably been delayed compared to the plan..."

He thought for a moment and said, "About thirty minutes."

After exhausting everyone's efforts, only half an hour was gained.

Half an hour later, everything finally fell into destruction.

"Unfortunately, no matter whether you sit back and resist, you can't change the outcome - war will only make destruction come faster."

Woodman said, "In some ways, your counterattack has caused this place to be destroyed faster."

"Are you showing off your strength to me, Woodman?"

"You may have misunderstood something, Huai Shi."

Woodman's expression became strange: "It was the Yakuza who besieged the inner circle of Damba, the general who ordered their killing, the emperor who ignored them, and the Astronomical Society who left them alone...I am just a phantom, even if I just leave Wuhe Within the confines of Youzhixiang, my body will be poisoned and die. You can’t blame me for everything just because I met you, right?”

He paused for a moment, and his smile became warmer and more alienated: "At best, I just made some trivial suggestions. Look, Huai Shi, there is no confusion, no encouragement, and no deception. They just say what they want. It's just something they want to hear, and they will become ridiculously rational..."

Bang!

There was a loud roar.

Huai Shi pulled the trigger, pointed it at his face, and pulled the trigger again, and again, and again. Until the entire magazine was emptied, turning the boy in front of him into a ball of mud riddled with holes.

Blood burst out, splattered everywhere, and then slowly disappeared.

Right in front of Huai Shi's eyes, the broken body had not fallen, but looked at the young man in front of him with pity, and the smile was incomplete on the broken head.

"It's too late, Huaishi."

At that moment, a premonition of death fell from the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky lit up with an inexplicable light. It was a big star. The burning steel star fell, tearing through the clouds and heading towards the earth.

Fall, fall and fall.

That's... a missile!

Huai Shi raised her head, her eyes illuminated by the sparks of destruction.

Three minutes ago, Edo, Yokota Air Base. The old Roman man with black hair and eyes held his palms up and stared at the commander with a smile as he pressed the launch button.

Then, the earth rumbled and flames spewed out.

From the launch silo, the Steel Star rises slowly towards the sky...

Now, falling from the sky.

In the roar.

"Do you know how hell was created, Huai Shi?"

Amidst the shrill screams, Woodman smiled and raised his hand, "Just a little blood, a little pain, a little death, and most importantly...a little despair."

Snapped!

With the crisp snap of fingers, the light of extinction fell from the sky.

Amid the roar of tens of thousands of people singing hymns in unison, the cluster missiles split from the sky, giving birth to disaster and spreading the seeds of death to the earth.

In an instant, everything in front of him was swallowed up.

Kyoto was shaken violently, and countless flames rose violently from the ground, spasming like angry palms, reaching for the sky.

Amidst the tremors of the earth and the mountains, the destruction finally reached its climax.

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In the dilapidated izakaya, Maki only heard a loud roar, and subconsciously pressed the proprietress and Tomoko under her. Then the heavy board collapsed under the impact of the air waves.

The world seemed to turn into dead silence in an instant.

No sound could be heard.

There was only a constant chirping as if some tiny flying insect had entered his ears.

She choked with difficulty, propped up her body, tried her best to lift up the collapsed beams, and shouted loudly: "Aunt Omi, Tomoko, are you okay? Tomoko! Tomoko!"

Behind her, Omi's face was pale and covered with dust. In her arms, Tomoko was safe and sound.

Maki breathed a sigh of relief and laughed.

But then she saw the face of the landlady changed, and she was shouting something to herself, but the voice was too far away and she couldn't hear clearly.

Maki felt like someone punched her in the back.

It swayed a bit.

When she lowered her head, she saw blood flowing from her chest.

"Eh? What is this...how..."

She murmured in confusion, collapsed to the ground, and turned around with difficulty. With her blurred vision, she could only see a few armed figures approaching slowly.

"A high-risk hybrid is found and shot."

Distinguishing the hybrid features on her face, the young gun-wielding sergeant raised his weapon and aimed at her face.

"No, no, don't kill her!"

Horrified screams rang out, and in the ruins, Omi staggered up, stood in front of the girl, and waved his hands anxiously: "She is just a migrant worker, she doesn't know anything... She did not participate in the riots, I can testify that she has been She's protecting us...don't kill her...please...please!"

The young sergeant was stunned, looking at the tearful and embarrassed face, frozen in place.

But behind him, gunfire rang out.

"Don't waste time, B4, let's go!"

Next to the motorcade, the captain put down his gun coldly, turned and left.

Omi lowered his head with difficulty, saw the blood on his chest, and fell to the ground.

In the long silence, Tomoko looked at her blankly, as if he didn't react. His lips were pursed and he couldn't make a sound. But when the cold blood spread to his feet, he finally understood what happened.

"Mother……"

Tomoko suppressed her trembling, carefully touched her cheek, and struggled to squeeze out a smile when she saw the embarrassed face.

"Are you actually going to die?"

She stared blankly at the gray sky, watching her daughter cry, as if she didn't understand what was happening, but she also seemed relieved.

It's finally over.

She had thought about it many times, but now that it had finally arrived, she began to feel sad. When she saw her daughter crying, she began to regret why she didn't try harder again.

Just like she had always done, gritting her teeth and persevering, there would always be a turning point and she could survive.

But this time, she felt like she couldn't hold on anymore.

"It's so hard to live..." She choked violently and wanted to laugh, but she couldn't help crying: "I'm sorry, Tomoko, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

I want to say sorry to Mr. Fukatsu, I want to say sorry to Mr. Takahashi, I want to comfort these children not to be afraid, and I want to say more.

She slowly closed her eyes, crying in despair.

Maki watched all this blankly.

It feels like the world has become strange again.

Can't figure it out.

There are too many things in this world that are unclear, and there are too many things that she cannot understand. After leaving Daoquan Township, the outside world seems to be always so fickle, and she is not allowed to slowly read and understand.

Everything has become too cruel.

She didn't even react yet...

"But why exactly?!"

Maki covered her face, choked with sobs, and roared at the departing figures: "Aren't you here to kill me? Why..."

She is obviously innocent!

Everyone obviously...

In the darkness, a bright blood color spread in front of her eyes.

In pain and suffocation, she bent over and wanted to roar silently, but could not make a sound. The pain brewed in the body, burning like a flame.

She slowly raised her head, and under the dark ghost horns, scarlet tears flowed from her pupils.

"I'm going to... kill you..."

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There seemed to be a cry in the distance.

Junxiong stood blankly in the dispersing smoke and looked around, but the old man who had been leading him to escape was gone...

Something seemed to fall from the sky, landing far away, and then many things disappeared. Together with Aunt Uchiyama, they were no longer visible.

But when he finally lowered his head, he saw the broken arm among the ruins.

There are still traces of the ring on his arm.

The ring had already been sold.

Aunt Uchiyama said that if she saves a little more money, she can go to school...

But now, Aunt Uchiyama is gone.

He knelt on the ground tremblingly, held up the broken hand, and silently shed tears.

There was a loud noise in the distance, and someone was coming, but he no longer wanted to escape.

It doesn’t matter who it is.

Just kill me……

All that remains is a desperate prayer.

But no one listened to this prayer, no one cared.

Just between this dark sky and earth, the roar of explosions continued to appear, and the sharp whines gradually dissipated.

All the rain has fallen from the sky.

But the blood and tears on the ground still never stopped.

Now, the climax with the lamentation fades away.

Despair comes——

Along with the pain of countless people, the light from hell emerged from the earth.

"It's time!"

In the darkness, Yuzhi spread out his six arms and danced wildly with joy: "The great day has come!"

From the top of his head, a purple-black halo slowly emerged, and the solemn and strange light flowed in all directions along the resonance between the swamp people.

Relying on these countless souls immersed in despair as a fulcrum, Yue Shi's divine ring rapidly expanded and spread, covering the entire inner circle of Danbo in an instant.

Every desperate soul is integrated into the glory of the God of Hell, allowing the abyss in the soul to spread, echoing the distant 'Blissful Land'.

The sleeping God of Hell opened his eyes and looked at the distant reality.

Pain, blood, death, and despair.

With the convergence of countless elements, hell on earth was born!

——Hell·Damba Inner Circle [Depth 1]

In the Yingzhou Branch of the Administrative Bureau, the sound of sirens spread.

[Depth of the current situation detected]

[Element of destruction detected·Rancher]

[The fusion of destructive elements detected——]

[——Purification sequence starts. 】

At that moment, in the survival courtyard, the silent Doomsday Clock sounded loudly, and the mighty bell awakened every pair of eyes in the 'Border Prison Experimental Area'.

The huge thing sleeping in the darkness slowly wakes up.

At the same time, from Eastern Xia, America, Egypt, the Russian Federation... the current situation, the border and even the deepest part of hell, countless people's eyes fell on Yingzhou through broadcasts, secret mirrors, miraculous engravings, and detective mirrors.

In the Tower of Ivory, in the principal's office, Russell was smoking silently, staring straight at the projection coming from the Dragon Summoning Flute, tapping his fingers on the table anxiously.

wait.

The sound of rain falls softly.

"I heard someone crying."

"Um."

"A lot of people are dead.'

"I know."

Under the light rain, Yuan Zhao looked back and looked at the fire in the inner circle of Danba in the distance: "Sister Ye, is this really okay for us to do this?"

In front, Ye Xueya held an umbrella and looked back at the depressed young man behind him with pity in his eyes: "Yuan Zhao, I'm sorry that all this happened, but this has nothing to do with us.

We still have our work to do.

The first thing to do as an adult is to learn not to pay for other people's mistakes. "

In the silence, Yuan Zhao's footsteps stopped in place.

"not like this."

He said, "It shouldn't be like this."

The young man looked into Ye Xueya's eyes and told her seriously: "They were not mistakes, they just had no choice."

In the silence, Ye Xueya's eyebrows slowly raised, as if he got to know the kid in front of him again, looking at his eyebrows carefully.

But in the original photo, it seems that all the courage has been exhausted.

He lowered his head and avoided her gaze.

"Sister Ye, there must be something wrong with me." He murmured in frustration, "I liked Miss Huai Zhi very much before, but now I can't even recall her appearance. I used to hate those nasty hybrids. No, but now there is no way to sit back and watch them die..."

Sometimes, men will encounter some things, and then they will be stupid and do some irrational things, regardless of themselves.

But such a thing will always happen to a man once in his life.

His second grandfather once said to him: Whether a man is smart or not, it doesn’t matter if he is stupid all his life, but you must always know what you are doing.

There are some things that cannot be done, but there are some things that once done, it will not be a pity even if one dies.

But the old man didn't go into too much detail. He was just wiping the sharp blade of his gun while he was drunk, and he always had a smile on his lips as he recalled the past.

You'll know it when you meet it, original photo. When the time comes, you should play.

You shouldn't stand still.

"I think my time has come now..."

The young man raised his head and said goodbye to Ye Xueya: "I'm sorry, Sister Ye."

He said: "I'm going to be a hero."

The young man said goodbye softly, stepped back step by step, reached out from the thin rain, and pulled out the trident in the void. In the rain, the neighing of dragons and horses sounded.

The giant horse under the armor of a tiger and leopard trampled on iron hooves and burst out of the rain.

He called out to him impatiently.

In the brief silence, Ye Xueya was not angry or disappointed, but laughed softly.

Under the umbrella, the woman flicked the cigarette ashes in her hand happily.

"Original photo——"

She waved her hand and wished: "I will succeed immediately!"

"of course!"

The young man on horseback raised his head and responded naturally.

He tightened the reins, turned the horse around, and galloped towards the burning sky ahead.

A storm was coming, along with freezing rain. My lungs are trembling and my heart is contracting, but my blood is so hot when it rushes, and it also vibrates with my soul, like cheering.

"Let's go, Lu!"

While galloping, the cold silver armor emerged from the young man's body, and his long red tassels floated in the wind, as fierce as fire.

Along with the neighing of the giant horse, the roar of the dragon spread in all directions, stirring up the wind and rain, causing the thin rain in the sky to roll backwards and merge into the gradually rising hurricane.

Original photo, rush into battle!

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