I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 403 Death is coming.

The director held up his crutches and drove No. [-] for half a circle.

"If you talk nonsense again, I will kill you right now!"

Although he is much older, the principal has become more irritable.

This change is very subtle, but it is not difficult to catch it.

The director of the garden is likely to be aware of his changes, but he has no intention of covering up.

Number one shrunk his neck like a meat ball, looked around with his narrow eyes,
"I said, old man, if all this is really a script, what shall we do?"

"What should I do?"

The headmaster said angrily,
"Cold salad!"

What can he do.

In the first half of life, everyone believed that he was Luden, and with this as the goal, a series of intrigues and conspiracies were launched.
When everything came to an end, there was sudden applause from the audience, and the audience greeted them with smiles, celebrating the successful end of the performance?
If this kind of thing really happened, the director would like to punch the other party in the face!
Two questions in succession on the [-]st were fatal to everyone present.

who am I?
where to go?
If there is one more question left unasked, the classic three-in-a-row question can be assembled.

Where did it come from?
For others, the answers to these three questions may be different.

But they are all Luden, with the same DNA, the same way of thinking, living different but similar lives
Although they saw their clones running around, they all firmly believed in their hearts that they were the real Luden, and these were just fakes.

If you want them to admit that they are fakes, it is better to let them die.

All were thinking the same thing.

The only difference is that No. [-] said it, and he still used his specific exaggerated tone.

"and many more."

The director suddenly stopped, looked around, and asked,

"How long has it been since we've been attacked?"

Saturday glanced at his pocket watch,
"25 minutes and 49 seconds have passed since the last attack."

Sabbath said hoarsely, "This is the longest interval."

Number One opened his innocent eyes and asked curiously,

"Isn't it a good thing that there is no attack? Is it possible that you have to be beaten? Are you shaking M?"

When discussing business, everyone will automatically ignore number one.

The director was silent for a moment and made a proposal,
"How about using the ability of the last prediction to predict the arrival time of the next space attack?"

The ability to predict is very precious, normally speaking, it should be used at the most critical moment.

The director of the garden has to use it to predict the time of an attack.

Naturally, Saturday had no objection, and Sabbath also nodded firmly, agreeing with the principal's approach.

As we all know, when voting, No. [-] will automatically select the vote with the most people.

So, he also voted yes.

This time, the director used a sticky note to activate the prophecy and spit out the film.

The film was developed on Saturday and the photo was blank.

Number one poked out half of his head, raised his eyebrows and said,

"You are a Polaroid, I know, you have to shake it to get the picture out"

As he spoke, he took the photo over and began to shake.

The other three ignored him and exchanged glances, understanding each other's meaning.

There will be no next attack.

This is the result of prophecy.

The other party didn't want to kill them, but just wanted to trap them.

They didn't attack here, but everyone has seen the combat power of the attackers.

What would a person with such abilities do at the headquarters of the Rebel Army?
Thinking of this, Saturday's face darkened, and he thought to himself,

"Is this your plan, master?"

He slowly closed his eyes, and countless pictures flashed before his eyes.

The Rebel Army is his life's work, and once it is destroyed, it will inevitably be a little sad.

When I opened my eyes again on Saturday, all the previous emotions had disappeared, leaving only peace.

It's all worth it.

As long as the plan is successful.
He'll take everyone away against this damn fate, this damn world
Prophets, with the ability to prophesy, exist for only one goal—resistance.

For this goal, he can sell himself and everything.

Like all Luden would do.

In the whole chess game, from the beginning to the end, there is only one thing, and everyone guessed it right.

The Master and the Prophet have joined forces.

However, the way the two joined forces is very subtle.

The master does not know who the prophet is, and the prophet does not know what the master is going to do.

The Prophets Know The Masters Know The Prophets In Paradise Lost
They only know that their goals are the same, and they can walk together, that's all.

This is enough.

This tacit understanding does not require words, does not require any foreshadowing, and does not even require a look.

At the right time, everyone will do the right thing.

The reason is simple - they are Luden.

Except number one.

Now, Saturday has already guessed the whole picture of the master's plan, he doesn't even need to use the ability of prophecy, he can guess it.

Next, he just needs to wait.

Waiting for death to come.

Rebel headquarters.

A Luden hung on a street lamp.

There were dozens of people around, looking up at this scene, everyone had different expressions.

Father Puget stood by the lamppost, muttering a prayer, making sure the guy on the noose was dead.

This is his ability and his mission.

After praying, Father Puji looked up at the street lamp, a trace of anxiety flashed deep in his eyes.

Louden, whom he hanged, is a legend.

A magician, a grim reaper, a master.

The hanging of such an existence means the victory of the rebels and the end of the legend.

No amount of respect can be overstated for legends.

Because everyone present was once a legend, and will be a legend in the future.

Father Phuket was sure, locked by his own noose, that the guy was destined to return to the arms of death.
Thinking of this, Father Puji's face froze, and a nameless chill enveloped his whole body. He thought of a terrible thing!
"Have you guessed it?"

A voice broke the silence and rang in Father Puji's ear, like the whisper of death in his ear.

At this moment, Father Puji seemed to be cut off from the world, living alone in an independent space.

And what he faced was the most terrifying existence in the world, the Grim Reaper.

clack clack-

The sound of the cervical spine loosening was particularly harsh at this moment, as if someone was rubbing the neck.

In the darkness, a figure stepped out, wearing a colorful black coat and holding a twisted long scythe.

The other side asked sullenly,
"When the god of death returns to the embrace of the god of death, what will happen?"

Priest Puji stared at the other party, with disbelief on his face, and growled,
"Impossible! I've already killed you!"

"Who said no?"

The man shrugged nonchalantly.

"But death is not the end, isn't it, my friend, I told you that."

These words were indeed told by Luden to Father Puji.

Father Puji's face became more and more ugly, and his body was extremely stiff.
Death is not the end,

Because Luden will die and come back to life.

For Luden, this is common sense.

For the god of death, it is no longer a question of resurrection from death.

Death is already in a state of death!
Father Phuket has never felt so stupid!

He actually wanted to hang a god of death?
You can't kill a corpse!
When did I become like number one?

Father Puji immediately realized that he had not become stupid, but that he had been plotted against!

His mission was entrusted to him by the prophet!

Of course, this is not the ability of the prophet.

It was Angela's advanced use of "heart for heart", which indirectly affected Father Puji, making him subconsciously think that he must do this!
Angela is an undercover agent from Paradise Lost, not a member of the Rebels at all, she doesn't listen to the Prophet, she listens to the Master!

But Father Puji's calculation was indeed the work of the prophet, which means
Son of Sunshine Beach!

The Prophet and the Master these two sons of bitches really teamed up!

Father Puji cursed in a low voice,

"I already knew that Luden was not trustworthy!"

The god of death returns to the embrace of the god of death. If we understand it literally, it is easy to infer the result-the god of death has been strengthened!
You can also use more fancy explanations, such as the second awakening.

Make do with it.

"Actually, I don't plan to use a scythe. I think two pistols are more suitable."

Reaper stretched out a thin hand, holding a twisted long scythe in it,

"However, it's harvesting leeks anyway, let's make do with it."

To kill is to kill.

The result is the same.

The sickle swung down, a cold light flashed, and the world in the eyes of Priest Puji was divided into two.

He too was divided in two.

he died.

In the eyes of others, Father Puji died very strangely.

Of course he wasn't split in two, that would be too exaggerated.

The Grim Reaper's method is more advanced and subtle.

He seemed to be frightened by something, his expression was distorted, his face was extremely pale, his body stiffened and he fell backwards, hitting the ground heavily!
In the crowd, someone exclaimed,
"Dead!"

Everyone rushed forward, and a well-trained doctor immediately stepped forward to examine Father Puji.

They didn't even have any intention of rescuing, and started the autopsy directly.

"The body surface temperature is minus 10 degrees. It's like he spent a night in a cold storage!"

"The organs are intact. Wait a minute. There's a small cut here. This wound looks like a sickle cut?"

The human heart is fragile.

Even just opening a small mouth can kill instantly.

What everyone can't understand is what kind of ability can cause such a wound.

When everyone came back to their senses and looked up, the death god's body had disappeared!
The first to kill Father Phuket was to remove the power from the noose.

Who will be next?
Everyone's hearts rose to their throats in an instant.

A feeling called despair spread among the crowd and was quickly diluted.

They finally found the god of death and hanged each other, but they were surprised to find that the god of death could not be killed.

When the Phuket priest died, everyone in Paradise Lost disappeared, and the prophet suspended animation
The crowd fell into a leaderless situation, which did not last long.

The detective seemed to see something, subconsciously wanted to draw his gun and shoot, but his revolver misfired
That's right, revolver, fire escape, that's how absurd it is.

The detective hit himself in the thigh, just a few flesh wounds, not even a major artery.

With the medical level of the rebels, he can easily survive.

Even if the detective treated the wound himself, he could delay his own death.

pity.

The doctor who helped him treat the wound accidentally pressed a wrong button while operating the instrument, and the laser scalpel cut off the detective's entire thigh.

detective:.
The doctor made another mistake in the chaos, and when he tried to remedy it, he even used the wrong medicine.

The detective who could have been rescued died on the spot, and the scene was very bloody.

Looking at his bloody hands, the doctor felt guilty and remorseful. He even snatched the detective's revolver and shot it at his temple!
This time, he made no mistakes.

boom!
The gun went off.

If there is a gunshot, someone will die.

Two shots were fired, and the detective and the doctor died successively.

Even if Number One is here, he can notice that something is wrong!

The deaths of these two people are too strange!

Everyone couldn't help but wonder, who will be next?

Death is not terrible.

Meaningless death is terrible.

Right now, the passive people are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, without any power to fight back.

They have no idea where the enemy is!

What is even more desperate is, even if you find the enemy, what can you do?
Find the god of death, then what?

Kill him?

Reaper has proven with actual actions that killing him will only make Reaper stronger!

Can't kill, can't escape, can't hide.
In front of everyone, it seems that the only way is to wait for death.

The entire resistance army has become a huge prison, and they are the death row prisoners in this prison, waiting for death rewards!
"Ah! I'm dead!"

In the crowd, one person let out a strange cry, and then died.

Everyone turned their heads and noticed that the deceased was a forgotten one.

The oblivion's death was very tragic. The whole head was turned 180 degrees. It was hopeless, and he couldn't live.

He died a little hastily.

After all, the Forgotten is a double-faced boy of the Lost Paradise and the Rebel Army. After his identity was exposed, he was able to retreat completely, and now he is as clean as a blank sheet of paper.
His experience can be called a legend. He is the only one who can jump repeatedly on both sides without any consequences.

As a result, during this feast of killing, the Forgotten did nothing and died in a daze.

Another person died, and the shadow of death weighed down again, making everyone breathless.

It was too late to grieve for the Forgotten, and everyone began to discuss countermeasures.

It is a discussion, but it is actually persuading each other.

If someone wants to escape, the road left behind is not afraid that there will be no street lights.

Some people want to find the god of death, exile or expel the other party.

Somebody wants one last shot of madness.
No one can convince anyone.

Everyone has a point of view, everyone's plan is convincing
This happens when a group of Ludens get together without a leader.

"Cough cough."

A cough came from the speaker, and everyone fell silent.

Everyone's face tightened, and they looked around, trying to find the enemy in the dark.

The other party not only shot to kill, but even dared to provoke him!
So arrogant!

The man asked in a low voice,

"Listen, what's the sound?"

Everyone pricked up their ears, unwilling to let go of any details, and heard every word the other party said clearly.

what sound?
Didn't hear it!

"Oh! It turned out to be"

The man announced the answer with a low smile,
"Death is coming!"

(End of this chapter)