First Player Chapter 681

   Chapter 681 Chapter 678 · [Unforgettable tonight. 】

  Next second—

   "Cough—!"

  Ling Guang coughed out a mouthful of blood.

   He leaned back, his feet had fallen on the edge of the roof, like a piece of white paper flying.

   The snowstorm became more and more violent, and almost nothing could be seen from five meters away. Su Mingan took half a step forward and saw Lin Guang's eyes staring at him - those eyes were like a wounded beast, like a silent tombstone, like a wet and rotten swamp in a rainy world, full of sticky It was muddy and cold, and all the ugly words were not enough to describe it.

   This kind of terrifying look like a curse, Su Mingan had seen in Mizushima Chuanqing's eyes on that rainy day.

  -Lin Guang seems to be using his life and soul to curse him.

There was no light in   Lin Guang's eyes.

   He never felt positive emotions.

   Twisted negative emotions accompanied him all the time. He didn't understand why he laughed when he was happy, and he didn't understand why his companion cried when he died. He tries to imitate other people, wants to talk to them, but only ever gets back their fears. People called him a traitor, a monster, and an executioner.

   There are often even people who "proclaim themselves justice", who pretend to be black hair and gray eyes to sneak around him, and then assassinate him.

  So, he did cruel treatment to those people, such as skinning, feeding dogs, lingering... which caused people to be even more fearful.

   After meeting Lewis for the first time, he suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of intimacy. Lewis did not refuse his invitation to take a walk. For the first time, someone walked with him on an equal footing. He seemed to see the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

   However, at the moment when the blade came out through his body, Lin Guang suddenly realized that he had never been able to see the light from beginning to end.

  In the fine snowstorm, Lin Guang hung on the edge of the rooftop. Fresh blood poured out, and even the golden lines on the black robe were dyed golden red.

  Tretia fell five meters away, buried in white snow, her hair was stuck to the snow with sticky blood, and her breathing was barely audible.

  Linguang slowly raised his head and leaned back, unable to maintain his body weight and could fall at any time.

   "—We are all indifferent lunatics, the most terrifying idealists... I thought you would keep your hands, I thought you would let me go, just like I did to you." He laughed at himself:

   "However, Lewis—so cold-blooded, so ruthless, and inhumane, will turn your ideal heaven into **** sooner or later. I look forward to the same ending that you die for the city-state."

   "Nervous disease." Ming heard this, the blade in his hand deflected and brought out a bigger wound, and Lin Guang had taken the initiative to step back.

   His heel tapped slightly on the edge of the rooftop, making a "ding" sound. The white hair fluttered slightly in the wind, running opposite to his fallen body, like a bird raising its wings.

   A line of bright red, the light of the searchlight on the roof, spread evenly on his face, he smiled very lightly and slowly, his eyes were more confused than angry.

Yes.

   He is out of control, abnormal, wrong, uncalculable.

   He is wrong, a betrayer, a heretic, and he is utterly sinful.

  In the endless simulation, he once thought he was going crazy, and now it seems to be true - he is crazy, he is crazy enough to want a friend who can accompany him. The craziest thing is that he actually chose Lewis, the person who was the most unlikely to accompany him.

   He admitted that he had killed a lot of people. He was an unforgivable villain. Friendship was never something a villain should expect.

  When a wicked person wants something, he should grab it instead of begging for it like a dog.

   He did it wrong from the start and was unforgivable.

   He still doesn't feel that his actions of destroying everything are wrong, he only thinks that his fault is that he didn't recklessly **** it from the beginning. If he had disregarded Lewis' wishes from the beginning, it would not have ended like this now.

   "Sigh—!"

   The next moment, he fell from the edge of the roof and fell rapidly, like a bird with broken wings, and there seemed to be the sound of wings flapping in the air.

   The 132-story building is like a bottomless black abyss below.

  —The white-haired youth fell in the wind and snow, and the snow fell on him.

   The white source light gathers between his fingers. In an instant, a strong current gushed out from his hands, and the rooftop trembled violently, as if the entire glass column would collapse along with it.

   A little light is lit below the rooftop, surging the energy of the space.

  In the fierce blue electric light - Lin Guang fell into it.

  Ming stared at the endless night below and turned around.

   "There is a space vortex below, he escaped, this is his territory after all." Ming said.

   "The purpose has been achieved, it doesn't matter." Su Mingan said.

   His original idea was just to stop the nuclear explosion, and now it has exceeded his expectations. If Lin Guang is not dead, those secrets can be dug up in the future.

  This war, it's time to end.

   There is no doubt that the winning side will be the free camp. Asa Aktor led the freedom camp and won the "Battle of the Dawn" recorded in the history books. Although the masses still do not know the nature of the so-called "War of the Dawn" data war.

   He watched the flames of war rising in the distance and found that the sense of historical destiny is really a magical thing.

   "This is something that Ling Guang threw out before he jumped down. I checked it and it's not poisonous." Ming handed him a bunch of ugly knots.

  Su Ming'an took over the white collar. On the white cloth, a line of small characters was written.

  【—You are the music, the sky, the palace, the river, the angel, the deep rose that God shows before my blind eyes, hidden and without end. 】

  …Is this the verse that Violet read to Lin Guang?

   "You continue to decipher." Su Ming'an took off the watch and handed it to Ming, and turned to see the condition of Tretia. She was in good condition, and she didn't die even if she was pierced.

   When Su Mingan approached, she slowly opened her eyes, her face was covered in blood, and there was a red circle around the edge of her eye socket.

  Su Mingan took the blood bottle and approached her lips, but she suddenly stretched out her hand and tightly hugged his wrist with great force.

   "Cough..." Su Mingan coughed up blood after being pulled hard.

   "Why did the teacher choose to give up on me just now? Don't you know that I will die?" Tretia said.

"Um?"

  Su Ming'an didn't expect that she would ask such a question—abandon you and kill Lin Guang, isn't that what you asked for?

   However, he could only see the despair in her eyes. Her five fingers wrapped around his wrist like steel bars, leaving deep red marks.

"I worked so hard to get into the city of gods to save you-because I love your soul." Tretia said: "I hope to get your love back, and I will let go of everything in the city of doomsday. Fighting desperately to get your attention. But if you don't return this love - what's the point of my rescue?"

  Su Mingan blinked.

   He suddenly understood the essence of Tretia's feelings—

   The essence of "love" is selfishness.

   Her love is extreme, and it only targets his soul - so she must get a response, she must get even a little bit of love, her rescue is essentially an "investment", and she hopes to get his feedback back.

   She is not as selfless as Yamada Machiichi. She said that the teacher should leave her alone, but she was just talking. She still hoped that he would save her.

   However, Su Mingan took it seriously. He thought of Xia Sheng, who died selflessly, and Yaowen, who rushed to the mechanical army without hesitation—he really thought that Tretia was as selfless as them, and she didn't want to let Lin Guang's escape bring more disaster.

   In fact, she only has "love" in her eyes.

   For this "love", she can give her life, or she can fall into deep despair when the "love" fails to get feedback.

   It turns out that all around him are lunatics.

And her mood changed drastically, and she smiled in despair: "In the past ten years, when we have experienced all the pain, teacher, where are you? Will you only use us? Will you only come back to the 'source' at a critical time? ? Why can you be so indifferent?"

   "..." Su Ming settled down.

  He is indifferent?

   Maybe she was right.

"I am the adjudicator in the camp, responsible for forcibly killing those who have the deficiency disease. All my life will be afraid of me, but I still choose to take up the gun. Do you know why I chose to be the adjudicator?" Trey Tia.

"you say."

"Thirty years ago, my family and I went out and met a pregnant woman with deletion disease." Tretia said: "At that time, she was about to give birth, so we let her go. Killed my father, mother, my sister and brother with her own hands when she was away... She killed everyone I loved. Since then, I have no one to love."

   "From then on, I knew that in this world, I can never love anyone else..." Tretia cried and said, "Why, I fell in love with another soul like you?"

  Su Mingan was silent.

  Her wrist made his wrist hurt, and he couldn't understand her love for a soul.

   His body became colder and colder, and she held him tightly and refused to let go. The emotion in her eyes was like a scorching chain, penetrating her body and nailing it into her spine.

   Her eyes are like falling sunlight:

   "Teacher, did you even...have a little bit of love for me? Can you save me? Can you see me? Can you love me?"

   "—Ha, ha ha, ha ha ha ha..." Just as Su Mingan was about to speak, she suddenly burst into laughter like crazy.

   Scattered hair stuck to the side of her face, she was smiling, her gorgeous lips were raised upwards, the corners of her mouth were curved, and her smiling lips were covered in blood. The whole body trembled, like a little poplar shaking off the frost and snow, the scarlet blood droplets scattered along the ground along her wild laughter, and even the skeleton's "squeak" could be vaguely heard.

   Her emotions collapsed early.

   She had realized the reason why he didn't love her - he didn't have the time to love someone.

  How ridiculous, how reasonable—what a great reason! She has no room for refutation!

"—ha, haha, hahaha—you don't even dare to love someone, you don't even know how to hate someone!" Teretia laughed loudly: "You have to weigh your feelings for other people over and over again, you're not bad Are you a person? Are you worthy of liking people? Are you a machine, teacher, are you a machine? So many people died for you, do you remember their names? Do you have feelings? You are just a machine that wants to win A war machine?

   "If you hate me, kill me, if you like me, hold me tight.

   "If you hate me, kill me, if you like me, hold me tight!!"

   Laughter is like a flock of birds flying out of the wide open window, colliding and squeezing in the clouds.

   She smiled brilliantly...but her tone was like a wicked ghost.

  Su Mingan took a step back.

   "...It turns out that you are the most terrifying, teacher, no one in this world is more terrifying than you..."

  Trettia smiled sarcastically, questioning him word by word:

"You let the flames rise and the flames go out, you attracted me to fall in love with you, but you didn't allow me to love you, you gave Lin Guang hope, and then made him despair, you obviously have feelings but you don't seem to have feelings. You are not human at all - you are God, teacher, you are the most qualified Asa Aktor!

  The whole world is your pawn... You only see human civilization in your eyes, you never thought about how cruel your actions are to individuals, do you still remember why you fought this war? Do you remember who was the first person to bring you food? Do you remember who gave you the fox mask? "

   She took a step back.

  Su Mingan stretched out his hand, trying to pull her—

   She fell back, her body fell into the night, her hair was raised high—

   "...If you want to save the world, how can people save the world, only God." She said: "I regret falling in love with a god..."

  The height of the 132nd floor silenced her voice.

   She vanished from his field of vision with a frantic expression, perhaps a fall without self-help, or a self-escape.

   Of course she was beautiful, she was so beautiful that she danced in the fire, pierced him with the most decisive and ruthless words, and then was burned to nothing.

   And now, the flames have dissipated, and the survivors have disappeared into the night.

  ...leaving only his hand stretched forward, nothing in the palm of his hand.

  【—Are you a machine? So many people died for you, do you remember their names? Are you just a machine that wants to win the war? 】

   He stared blankly at her figure falling into the night on the 132nd floor, and his vision was spinning.

   "It's so cold," he said.

   In the distance, more and more brilliant fires lit up, and the wind and snow almost obscured his vision. He could not see the millions of soldiers and civilians who were fighting to the death.

  Lingguang, Tretia, Xia Sheng, Yaowen, Luna... At this moment, he only felt that his mind was chaotic, the memories of the past seemed to be soaked in water and blurred, and their appearance was like a dream.

  … He seems to have really experienced the days with them.

  …and it seems like he never woke up.

   It's only been seven days, but he seems to have lived half of a person's life.

   For a while, he wondered if he had traveled a long way, or if he was a brand-new machine that had just been instilled in his life for nineteen years.

   Chaotic thoughts dominated his brain, and his eyes were hazy.

   The negative state of his body poured out instantly at this moment, he was cold all over, closed his eyes, and fell backward—

   A slight touch came, and Ming supported him.

   "Okay, it's over, happy new year. You're the best, don't care what they say." Ming's voice disappeared in the snowy night:

   "I still won't tell you something..."

  The 49th year of the cataclysm (the first year of the new era), on January 1, there was heavy snow.

  2022 in the Gregorian calendar, February 1st, the first day of the new year, with heavy snow.

   This year is the only year since Su Mingan was five years old that he did not stick to twelve o'clock.

   All the survivors, as well as the people of the Dragon Kingdom of the Lord God World, lit up the fireworks in their hands when twelve o'clock came, and the light bloomed in the night sky. Their laughter is like a song of peace, and all the happiness is shining at this moment—

  No one knows whose flames burned out on the building of the City of God, the day before the new era, and who was watching the long night.

   All they say is that luckily someone has taken their place - in the dark, holding on to the light.

   The New Year is coming, the Spring Festival Gala sings "Unforgettable Tonight".

  Humanity enters the fifth month of the World Game.

   One yuan resumes, and all phenomena are renewed.

   (end of this chapter)

Chapter end