Mysterious country

That is the shadow of hope.

It is the transformation of people's wishes.

They hope that gods will save the world, and they hope that the omnipotent master can defeat the ferocious ghosts.

They are all waiting for a person named Xia Qi to take them away from this wasteland contaminated by evil.

The pain sensation is gradually returning.

The soul is being stabbed hard by some kind of sharp object.

Memories swirled in my mind.

He saw the original consciousness of Gaia.

Saw the original witch god.

I saw generations of escapees who could only rely on rules to escape from the pursuit of ghosts.

He saw Xiao Mo and what Li Shuai and others had done for their friends and freedom.

There is also the Death Trial Field, where Zhang Fengyu Juedai and others endured everything in order to stay alive.

Everyone cried.

Everyone loses the most important person in their experience.

But no one gave up.

For life, for freedom.

"Cheer up, you haven't lost yet."

A strange voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

who is it?

Xia Qi is trying hard to find the source of the sound.

"Everyone is sacrificing for you, what have you done?"

Another unfamiliar voice sounded, his tone full of blame.

Who is speaking?

Xia Qi still couldn't find the source of the sound.

"Don't you want to protect everyone?

Don't you always think you can protect everyone?

But who are you protecting?

Liu Yanmin is dead.

Mu Zixi's family died.

Wu Di's soul cannot be repaired.

Even as an ordinary person, you couldn't save Hong Guo.

Look at the people who are still alive, Leng Yue, Zhao Jingshu, Chu Mengqi, they are struggling, but they still have not given up, because they believe that you are their miracle, you will never give up, you will definitely Take them out of trouble.

They want to fight with you.

They will be waiting for your return.

But what are you doing? "

Another unfamiliar voice, another reproachful voice.

Xia Tianqi murmured and stared at the chaos above. The headache disappeared, and the stinging pain in his soul also subsided.

"Yes... I keep saying that I want to protect them, but... I have never done it..."

“No one ever gives up on you.

Everyone believes in you. "

This time it was replaced by an old voice.

"Don't give up on the Vernon, the battle is not over yet.

Defeat yourself and defeat the ghosts. "

"do not give up!"

"do not give up!"

"Keep fighting..."

More and more voices appeared, these voices encouraged Xia Qi and inspired him.

"Brother Xia, can you promise me one thing? No matter whether I am alive or not, you will take me out of here.

Maybe I will die because of this, maybe I won't be able to live anymore, but I don't want my soul to lose its freedom forever. "

Hong Guo's voice at that time was still clearly audible.

“Don’t be naive anymore, the process is not important, because the process cannot bring any meaning, what we want now is a result.

A good result.

As long as you can invade another world, those of us, those living in the real space, and everything in this world can be used by you.

You are no longer a chess piece, you are the person playing the game. You have to know that everything you do is just to win. "

Su Hao's reminder was still in his ears.

"Every minute and every second, someone is killed by ghosts. They are all flesh and blood, with relatives and friends, and with their own dreams.

Everyone has the right to live, and no one should die in this way.

As long as I am still alive, I will keep fighting until the ghosts are completely eliminated.

I believe that one day, those hearts that have been eroded by darkness will receive the warmth brought by light again. "

That was the first time he saw an expression other than coldness on Leng Yue's face.

Xia Qi's blank gaze suddenly became brighter at this moment.

"I haven't lost yet because I'm still alive."

The fighting spirit and the emotion of loss that had dissipated in my heart began to rise again.

In the distance, the monster with two lion heads that had begun to recover penetrated the endless chaos and stared at him again.

Then, the fire of destruction spread again, carrying the light of destruction infused by the source, wanting to have a final end with him.

"When I finish saying these words, this world will be destroyed, but destruction is not the end. Believe me, what awaits us will be a new beginning.

I need your power, I need the power of this world.

I don't ask you to forgive me, but I really want to win.

I really want to win.

I swear, one day, I will give you a new life, and I will let you regain everything you have lost.

I remember your looks, and I can hear each of your voices.

This is the land that gave birth to us, and the sky above us that baptizes us.

Carrying the dreams of all of us.

Now, please pass your dreams to me and let me realize them for you. "

"Tianqi!"

Zhao Jingshu shouted Xia Qi's name into the sky.

Chu Mengqi was soaked in blood, muttering about scoundrels.

Wu Di held a cigarette in his mouth, sitting on a green bench in the park, looking up at the sky shrouded in clouds above.

Liang Ruoyun, who had lost a foot, crawled hard in the underground shopping mall, just to see the last light again.

Wang Sangyu squatted on the ground, next to two paper figures who were dismembering the body of a ghost. She covered her face with tears, as if she saw everything she had lost in the blue.

The ghost gate appeared silently in a fortified area.

There, a corpse stood upright, looking miserable.

Behind him, a woman fell to the ground sobbing.

It was none other than Xia Yan and his wife.

Everything is as Xia Yan promised. He can't protect his brother, his father and son, but please give him a chance to protect his wife.

He did it, even if his life disappeared, he still stood upright, blocking his injured wife behind him.

In every corner of the world, Xia Qi's voice is clearly being conveyed.

Many people who knew or did not know Xia Qi abandoned their impetuosity and listened calmly.

In this process, the gate of ghosts strobes in some corners of the world.

Some people get in, and some choose to give up.

After tearing the last quasi-god-level ghost into pieces, Leng Yue fell to the ground, her appearance gradually became normal, and she looked weakly at the sky that had long since turned into chaos.

Not long after, two lines of tears fell down the corners of his eyes.

The tears have not yet dried up, but life has slipped away quietly.

"This kid has finally grown up."

Xia Chun carried the corpses of several old guys on his body, with red eyes, and said happily to the sky.

"Don't disappoint handsome man."

In a corner filled with corpses, Li Shuai fell on the pile of corpses of ghosts, as if he was trying his best to imitate someone's tone.

"I believe in God's vision."

On the rooftop of a high-rise building, Zhang Fengyu stood on the edge of the highest point. His original appearance was all over the sky.

In an ordinary residential house, Juedai hugged the dead Fenghua, and the two of them lay on the bed.

“Go to sleep, honey, everything will be over when you wake up.

We are still magnificent. "

Every living person is saying goodbye to his past and his own heart.

On this occasion of cruel destruction, people abandon their desperate madness and instead embrace the disappearance of life with peace.