Chapter 792 Stop, Escape, Heal
On the tragic and miserable battlefield, shouts of killing soared into the sky. The thick clouds in the sky turned vertically downward into the shape of a tornado. They also lost their original color, from pure white to mottled rust. .
Dust flew into the air, continental plates drifted sideways, seawater hung upside down in the sky, and everything was turned upside down.
"Stop, escape, heal... This is our last battle! In this battle, we! There is nowhere to retreat!"
"Today, our feat will go down in history! We cannot lose! For the continuation of our civilization! Are you willing to give your lives!"
"At this moment, there is no light! But! Hope is still there! We are the extinguished sun! But we can burn! We can illuminate the darkness! Give up our lives! Fight to the death! For the light of hope! The last fire of mankind! By We protect!"
"This battle! We cannot lose!"
"kill!"
The fragmented battlefield, the torrent of human armies fighting zombies, everything is full of absurdity.
Tens of millions of silver zombies forming a huge torrent collided with a torrent of the same number of bloody zombies, and the roar was loud!
Zombies are fighting in a melee. Different types of zombies are killing their own kind. Rotten blood covers everything, and a black flower grows on the wasteland.
Human beings cannot tell which side is the enemy and which side is the friend, so they can only defend this last steel city!
The continent was shattered by huge force. Thousand-kilometer-long fragments of the continent were raised high toward the rust-colored sky in the distance. Volcanoes erupted wildly, and the seawater swept in like a giant beast!
After an unknown amount of time, everything became quiet again, and "we" heard some vague conversations.
"What is it like in this world?"
"I...I don't know."
"But I hope you understand."
"ah?"
"We all live in two extremes, one is positive and the other is negative. Wherever there is the strong, there will be the weak. Where there is good, there will be evil. Likewise, when there is heaven, there will also be hell. "
"The distance between these two extremes is very far, but there is only a wall between them. It is as difficult as climbing to the sky to collapse. However, in our world, there are also many people who have crossed over. .”
"A person will become another person overnight, a weak person will become a strong person in a brief second, and a kind person will become a very evil person in an instant. We and another world It’s just an extra wall.”
"Just because there are two opposite extremes, many teachings have appeared in our world. Some teachings regard one extreme as their purpose, some regard the other extreme as their standard, and some regard both. Some extremes regard the middle point as their criterion, and some also regard the center point and the other extreme as their requirements. All kinds of people, in various shapes and forms, form our society."
"Maybe what you said is a bit profound, I don't seem to understand."
"It's okay, you will understand, soon..."
"Yeah?"
"Have you become a strong person?"
"I have no idea."
"Then let me tell you, you are a strong person now. You have crossed your original extreme and become a strong person. A strong person does not necessarily have to have strong strength, but he has the ability to be strong at a certain time and at a certain time. Something he encountered in one place gave him a belief, a belief that he wanted to change, a firm belief!"
"For the birth of a strong man, if you want to stimulate the birth of a strong man, you need to touch something that he cares about most deep in his heart. No one is hopeless. If you can't change him, then it's your fault. , it’s because you haven’t touched what he cares about most.”
"This is the origin of the Resting Ones. When they were most desperate, the thread that touched their hearts turned them into another extreme and completed their transformation."
"However, everything has its own origin. Even if it changes thousands of times, the original one is still its foundation. No matter how miserable it is, it will exist in another way and become insignificant. It’s hidden even deeper in the deepest parts of your heart! But it won’t disappear, and it will pull you back to your original path at some point.”
"Some people become monsters and undergo countless changes, but no matter how they change, their origins remain the same, because their roots belong to all the extremes of their original nature."
"You said it, can I really understand it in the future?"
"You'll understand, kid."
…
"Do you really hate them?"
"No...I don't know..."
"It seems not. They have no hope."
"..."
"What's wrong? I saw hesitation in your eyes. What are you thinking about?"
"I didn't think anything of it."
"Do you want them all extinct?"
"I do not want to."
"Then what are you waiting for?"
"But I... what should I do?"
"Hahaha...remember what I told you a few years ago?"
"Remember."
"Go, he is the only one who can save mankind..."
"Him? Is that okay?"
"Can!"
"Please tell me what to do."
"Sting his heart and break what he cares about most. Only when his hope is shattered will he transform and become invincible. Go ahead and sting the softest side in his heart, ruthlessly Crushing his hopes!"
"Stop! Escape! Repair!"
"Really what do you want to do?"
"Um."
"The price is..."
"In your life, fulfill him and make him stronger. What he cares about most is the image of you. The non-existent you can change everything."
"I see."
…
Everything will eventually end!
"Be born! The last god!"
"All hopes are shattered and the shackles of the world are broken. You are the only god left in this world!"
…
"No, break through the ninth level!"
"That...that's..."
"Above the ninth level...is...the God of Disaster!"
Boom!
"Stop, escape, heal... Hahaha! I...I understand, I understand! Why! Why do I understand now! It's already too late!"
A loud voice rang in his mind, and Su Sigui stood up suddenly, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead and deep fear in his eyes.
"Stop, escape, heal..."
"Who am I and why do I have such a dream? The God of Disaster? Above the ninth level is the God of Disaster! Who is it! Who are you! Tell me! What kind of dream is this?"
Su Sigui was like crazy, smashing things next to her. After a while, she calmed down, pulled out the delivery tube inserted in her body, and sat on the cold operating table in a daze.
"Why do I have these dreams?"
