Weird collapse, husband-chasing crematorium

"Find a car. Wait, I don't think I can drive yet. Can you walk over there?"

"The martial arts gym should be not far away. It won't take long if you run over quickly."

Li Mo didn't pick up the broken limbs on the ground because it was meaningless. What could he do if he picked them up?Go back?

"Boom!"

The collapse of the tall building made a deafening sound, which almost pierced Li Mo's eardrums.

"What happened again? Why are you so unlucky today..."

Li Mo looked around and saw some unknown creatures crawling out of the alleyways, corners, and cracks in the ground, as well as hundreds of dead soldiers.

The advanced Honkai Beast just now was used as a sentry to make sure there were no living people in the city.

Li Mo slept in the ruins for more than ten days, and when he woke up, he couldn't see any living people.

Honkai is also spreading to other places.

When Li Mo was entangled with the sudden-level Honkai beasts, the Honkai energy dispersed during the battle gave signals to the dead warriors and other Honkai beasts, just like an ant colony, using pheromones to exchange information and guide the next move.

Li Mo's first thought: run.

Even though there were many examples of people coming back from the dead, Li Mo couldn't guarantee whether he could recover after being fatally injured.

It's like the head and body are separated.

In this case, is it to use the body as the basis to re-transform a head; or is it to use the head as the basis to re-transform a body?

The latter is okay. The brain is where consciousness and memory are stored, and it can also be regarded as a characteristic expression of the self in a shallow sense.

But if it’s the former, will I still be myself after rebirth?

Even if his head was changed, even if his consciousness and memory were the same as before, it would be difficult to convince Li Mo that he was his true self after rebirth.

36 is the best plan.

However, Li Mo's idea of ​​​​escape was quickly seen through, and the dead soldiers and Honkai beasts, densely packed like a swarm of locusts, turned into a deadly mudslide and swept Li Mo's body instantly.

Along with the clothes he was wearing, he chopped, cut, and chopped them into pieces along with the flesh and blood...

"Mmm!"

Li Mo pushed away with all his strength. His efforts were like a pebble sinking into the ocean, and he was instantly swallowed up by the tide of Honkai beasts.

In the city that had been dead for more than ten days, human voices appeared.

However, this voice was not a cry for help, but a wailing and hoarse scream.

Facing the endless crowd of dead soldiers, Li Mo, whose physical fitness was still within the range of ordinary humans, was unable to stop them.

Whether it's physical strength, reaction and speed,

His muscles were broken, and the sharp sickle was inserted into his chest, stirring the organs and flesh in his body.

His back was torn out, and the beast-like Honkaimon pierced his claws through his back, grabbing everything inside, then pulling it out and crushing it.

Gradually, fragrant and bright blood lotus appeared on the ground, and strange blood flowed through the lines, seeping into the cracks in the earth and contaminating every Honkai beast that killed Li Mo.

When the sickle penetrated deeply into Li Mo's head, the crumbling bell tower and the classical clock on it began to run backwards.

Time reversed.

After the reversal, Li Mo was still at the center of the encirclement and suppression, being cut into pieces one by one.

This process lasted for a whole day and night.

Until a certain restart, the pink eyes became more gorgeous, like amber exposed in the daytime.

"Chong!"

The sickle was knocked to the ground, and the dead man looked back in confusion.

The next second a hand poked out from the darkness, scratched the head, crushed it, all at once.

"If you continue to fight, even I will be very angry."

"..."

"I'm just kidding, why would I be angry?"

Li Mo wiped away the bright red blood on his lips with his hand, and with a warm smile on his face, he bent down and picked up the sickle on the ground, watching with interest the Honkai beasts and dead soldiers coming from all directions.

They seemed interested in the unkillable toy.

Some Honkai beasts in Canghai City who had not joined the beast tide could not help but walk in the direction of Li Mo, and were deeply attracted.

A strange feeling came from Li Mo's heart. He couldn't feel anger, even if the other party killed him thousands of times.

No anger does not mean doing nothing.

Honkaimon's thoughts must be treated well~

"Please line up politely~ I will make your death easy..."

Li Mo shuttled back and forth among hundreds of Honkai beasts and dead warriors, like a dancer in his prime, stepping on bright red roses with every step, and the tips of his dancing fingers were filled with scarlet and bright light. , blood is sputtering in the air, and the sickle is a paintbrush, outlining an unprecedented, cruel and beautiful scene.

Killing can make people lose their minds, but Li Mo was not affected at all.

He was just giving back to these "kids".

Treat others with sincerity.

Naturally, we should treat Honkai Beasts the same way they treat Li Mo with enthusiasm.

The slaughter after the restart lasted for several hours. Li Mo was like an unparalleled mower, killing all the Honkai beasts and dead warriors nearby.

His face couldn't help showing a happy expression.

"I actually feel a little relaxed."

"Ignore this for now, go to the martial arts studio to find someone."

Li Mo threw away the sickle and ran towards the martial arts gym quickly.

And behind him, there was a mess.

The dull purple-black blood intertwined with the bright red blood covering the ground, flowing in every corner of the street.

The purple-black blood is liquefied Honkai energy, derived from thousands of dead warriors and Honkai beasts.

The bright red blood only comes from one person.

The Honkai Impact beast's bones and body were gradually melted into dregs, and all that floated on the blood were tattered clothes and mutilated limbs.

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The roadway is damp, gloomy and dull.

The weak light barely penetrated the fog, which was so dense that it looked like a hazy veil.

It shines on the slate-grey-haired girl squatting in the corner.

There was only one shoe left on her feet, the black stockings that reached her knees were in tatters, and her coat was covered with dirt and dust.

Hua folded his hands on his knees and buried his head inside.

A faint whisper echoed in the dark alley, and the gloomy air made people feel dull and suffocating.

She has been here for a day, all her savings have been spent, and she has only reached the edge of Canghai City and cannot go any deeper.

She has obviously practiced martial arts since she was a child, and everyone in the martial arts school praises her as a martial arts genius. She will be able to inherit her father's martial arts gym in the future, and even if she cannot develop it, she can still pass on the martial arts.

Hua was neither timid nor flinching in her fight against the dead soldiers. She used all the skills she had learned in her life to barely kill a dead soldier.

But when she thought she could rescue her father and Mo from the Honkai disaster, a two-meter-tall Honkai beast stopped in front of her.

She escaped.

The tiny body of a human being is insignificant in the face of the giant. Even the most powerful martial arts in ancient and modern times can only hit a stone with an egg.

Armor that cannot be penetrated by firearms cannot be shaken by flesh and blood alone.

In fear of death, Hua chose to run away and hid in an alleyway. Hearing the sound of the earth shaking, he covered his ears in fear.

I hid like this for a whole day and a night without sleeping.

The image of the Honkai Beast was all in her mind. The opponent didn't even bother to crush her, and turned towards the center of Canghai, as if there was something more attractive to it there.

The names of survivors were played over and over again on the phone, updated every half hour.

Hua's eyes were swollen and red, and there were many bloodshot eyes in them.

She stared straight at the updated list of survivors, but she still didn't see those two names.

again...

No one close to her was spared from a tragic ending.

From childhood to adulthood, there are no exceptions.

Whether it is classmates, teachers, friends, or even family members, the closer people are to her, the more likely they are to encounter all kinds of bad luck.

The reason why her father moved to Canghai City for work was actually vaguely related to her.

Hua has lost count of how many people have said this to her. Big and small things, unrelated things are intertwined and overlapped. The last common point will always point to her, a broom star who will be unfortunate for anyone who comes close to her.

Now, this misfortune has befallen the family, and there is no possibility of recovery.

"Wow...why..."

"Why does this keep happening to me!"

"It's obviously hard to live such a life..."

Hua clenched her fists, feeling powerless like a tide washing away the last trace of self-esteem in her mind.

She was back to being a child and alone, nothing had changed, no, got worse.

She survived, but only she survived.

If I had known this, I shouldn't have left in the first place.

If she had not left Canghai City, at least she could have died with them.

Chapter 38 Broken arms and limbs in Canghai City

But regret is regret, and it cannot be changed by changes in human will.

Regardless of whether the parties want it or not, it is an unchangeable and irreversible fact.

Those who can be troubled by pain may not be the dead, but the living who have watched their homes destroyed and their loved ones die.All the ruins and dust don't just appear in reality.

Hua's body was paralyzed, and her heart was already a vast expanse of scorched earth. The dust buried her burning heart under the cold ruins. This was a wound that could never be healed.

No matter how hard you try, it can't be undone.

There were rustling footsteps outside the alleyway, and a team of dozens of people discovered Hua huddled in a dark corner.

After looking at each other, the team walked into the alleyway and came to Hua.

Regarding the team that suddenly walked up to him, Hua did not raise his head and said in a voice as loud as a mosquito:

"do not come near me……"

"why?"

"Because getting close to me will only bring misfortune to you..."

Hua's faint sadness is like a person who has completely lost hope in life.

Yes, those vicious curses from her childhood finally came true on her: she killed two of her closest family members.

But she, who brought all the bad luck and bitter consequences, survived and lingered in this world.

The people who deserve to die are not dead, the people who don’t deserve to die are all dead...

"Captain, this kid's mental state is very wrong."

A member of Team [-] walked up to Himiko and whispered a reminder.

This girl is a survivor of the Third Collapse, and sometimes surviving is not necessarily a good thing.

Many survivors suffer from severe psychological trauma for the rest of their lives.

Such people experience a series of negative psychological reactions and emotional distress after experiencing some intense and emotionally devastating events or experiences.