First Player

Chapter 773 Chapter 772·"Su Ming'an, give up."

From God's standpoint, he did nothing wrong.

For the sake of the survival of one's own civilization, it is completely legitimate to deprive another civilization of its existence - in the eyes of the ruined world, God is a heinous invader, but in God's own civilization, he is the one who saves the building. The coming savior.

His arsenic is mine honey, that's what war is like.

"Su Ming'an, this world is like a box inside another box. Even if we escape from this box... we are still in other boxes." The god looked at Su Ming'an:

"There are unlimited people chasing the dawn, but there are only a limited number of people who can become the dawn. Fortunately, we are the latter, and we have become the 'dawn' itself in the eyes of people."

"I actually value you very much. You and I are so similar, we are like the other side in the mirror. You are much younger than me. I believe that as long as you have enough time, you can be better than me."

"I am very interested in you. Your past and your ideals all make me curious, just like pursuing those unsolved mysteries of mankind in the world of scientific research."

"I hope you stay with me. If you are willing to stay, there is nothing wrong with me letting these players go. They can continue on."

The god's words were slow and long, and Su Mingan gradually walked up the steps, only three steps away from the god in a wheelchair. They were bathed in the light together, like two bright neon clothes.

The heavy rain violently beat on the floor-to-ceiling glass behind the god, like the Milky Way flooding in the sky, playing an exciting movement and making people confused.

Some players have shown signs of longing. They lie on the ground and make "wow" sounds in the water - they don't want to become a blank slate player who clears their points. Since the defeat cannot be changed, it is better to let Su Mingan...

"Are you trying to persuade me to become an observer and stay in this copy forever as your dog?" Su Mingan said.

"'How to save people if you are not a dog'. Don't you understand this truth? Su Ming'an, why don't you, like me, find it difficult to sit in the position of a person in power?" God said.

Su Mingan's eyes trembled slightly.

God knows more than he thinks.

He took another step forward and finally climbed to the same level as the gods. The surrounding robots all showed mocking looks - the supreme leader of the ruined world finally chose to surrender.

The thick scarlet hose was dragged behind Su Mingan, rumbling all the way. He walked right in front of the god, and the two were very close.

"You finally chose to stay?" God asked.

"I have one last question to ask you." Su Mingan said.

"you say."

"Are you Asa Akto?" Su Mingan asked.

Faced with Su Mingan's question, the god curled his lips, but did not smile again. He looked at Su Mingan calmly without saying a word.

The hall fell into a brief silence, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier between the stage and the audience. Some players lowered their heads, silently complaining that Su Ming'an could not save them.

"——I have said it a long time ago. Human beings in the ruined world like to fight among themselves, have no cohesion, and like to target their own heroes." In the audience, the large robot pointed at Su Mingan and laughed: "Isn't this still surrender? What's the end? It’s just a matter of giving yourself the last bit of dignity..."

The other robots laughed loudly. Some of them were immersed in the joy of victory in the war, some were thinking about how to pick up their children, and some looked around curiously. Without exception, their laughter was full of joy and excitement.

Su Mingan's eyelashes trembled during the mocking laughter.

There were faint waves of light shimmering behind him, like floating jellyfish.

The next moment.

"boom--!!"

There was a violent explosion, like thunder suddenly appearing.

The laughter stopped suddenly, and the robots took a step back, looking in horror at the stage that was suddenly covered by light. There seemed to be a rain of light falling on the stage, and I could only vaguely see two scorching shadows swaying and tearing apart in the rain of light!

The purple-level weapon is a floating cannon. If it doesn't move, it will be gone. If it moves, it will be shocking.

“Crack, crack, crack—!!”

The ground sunk, rain poured in, and the sound of explosions echoed throughout the hall.

The scene suddenly turned from extremely quiet to extremely violent. The robots never expected that Su Ming'an would suddenly attack the god without warning! Still such a big movement!

"Uh-huh!"

The shadow on the stage flashed past, it was a god covered with a defensive shield.

He sat calmly on the stage, motionless despite the stormy floating cannon attacks, and even his clothes remained flat.

"It's useless." The god's expression was calm. He had already expected that Su Mingan approached him to deliberately deliver the final blow. Now that he has the most sophisticated technology in the ruined world, he cannot be killed without sufficient preparation.

They are all the same type of people, how could they abandon their ideals just because of a few words.

"Su Mingan, give up." But the god still wanted to persuade him.

He was too lonely. Since he was solidified on the statue, no one around him could understand him. But when he met Su Mingan, he seemed to be looking in the mirror. If there was someone who could understand all his actions, he might not be forced so deeply by guilt and confusion...

But if Su Mingan chooses to agree to him, this mirror will be broken.

"Su Mingan..." God spoke.

Su Mingan glanced at the unharmed god and suddenly turned around.

The floating cannon behind him was like a sickle cutting grass, sweeping in the other direction!

At this moment, the god finally changed his expression.

"Ahhhhh!" The robot, who was still laughing just now, never expected that the muzzle of the floating cannon would rush towards them. One by one screamed in terror.

"Help!"

"don't want!!!"

"Run! Help! God, please save us!!"

Like drowned dogs running in a pool of water, they were bombarded to pieces by energy waves. As long as you are contaminated by that blazing white light, you will not be able to escape the fate of fragmentation!

If the machine is broken, their consciousness will also die completely!

"Stop! Su Ming'an! Stop!" God never expected that Su Ming'an would dare to do this - you know, in addition to the robots, there were so many sleeping soldiers of the ruined world in the audience! Su Mingan's blast was equivalent to blasting thousands of his own people in. How dare he...

However.

"Shuashuashua——"

At this moment, fine, overlapping threads covered every human being in the ruined world, covering them. The blond boy opened his shining eyes, and placed his fingers on these complicated threads to block the explosions that would cover the human beings in the ruined world.

His blue eyes were filled with mockery of the gods. Noel, who had once plotted against the gods as a human, was not afraid of the current situation at all.

Due to the existence of the [Puppet Silk] skill, Noel never worries about losing himself - whether he is turned into red eyes by the invasion of gods, or falls into emotional resonance, he can control himself to escape. Today is no exception.

Su Mingan is responsible for killing these unscrupulous invaders, and he is responsible for protecting his own humans in the aftermath. One offense and one defense, the coordination between the two can be perfectly formed without the need for words.

"stop!"

The god raised his hand, and in an instant, Su Mingan felt a weight on his body, and extremely strong emotions suddenly rushed in from the scarlet hose behind him.

The originally motionless scarlet hose was reactivated and rushed towards him like crazy, trying to drag him into emotional resonance again and prevent him from killing.

However, Su Ming'an forcibly resisted the negative emotions pouring into his brain. He slashed continuously with the Arman sword in his hand, as if he was struggling in the fire.

He does not understand the so-called program freedom, and he does not want to discuss the philosophy between humans and androids, or whether AI's emotions are generated by so-called free will or are shaped by emotional modules - he only knows that what is in front of him is the ruins of The invader that the world has been eyeing for a long time.

He was killing these robots like he was self-destructing. The physiological tears on his face could not be suppressed at all. He was weeping while slashing wildly. Blood and tears were intertwined, as if Akto's anger was one with him.

"Stop!"

"Stop, don't attack them! Don't try to kill my companions!"

The anger of the god filled his words, and as the hose resonated one after another, Su Mingan's wrist trembled, and he was so shocked that he vomited a mouthful of blood.

The ice-white hall has been dyed in various colors. Iron-gray metal remains lie on the floor, and blue blood full of paint smell floats in the water.

Su Mingan turned back and glanced at the angry god. This was the first time he saw the god losing control of his emotions, like an angry lion.

...Yes, they are the same people.

They are only sentimental towards their own civilization, they only love their homeland deeply, and they are only attached to their companions. As for anything else, it has nothing to do with them.

They are all too tired and have burned themselves to ashes. How to ignite the ashes? In his heart, there is nothing but desolation, only the will to keep most people alive, and no energy left to care about the fate of other civilizations.

——If there is really no way out, who would be willing to become the "god" responsible for the lives and sins of hundreds of millions of people?

"Stop! Stop!"

Seeing the god losing his mind, Su Mingan finally seized the opportunity. The floating cannon behind him suddenly gathered together and fired a final blow in the direction of the god——

There was a loud bang.

"boom!!!"

The high platform was torn apart, and all the scenes melted into the brilliant white light, covering the figure of the god. Su Mingan did not wait for the gunfire to end, and immediately turned around and ran out.

He needs to contact the Mourinho team immediately. This is the only breaking point.

Since the god appeared, Captain Mu has lost his voice, so he must stay away from the god.

But it would definitely not work for him to run away rashly, as he would be caught. Only by getting the god into such trouble would he dare to escape.

"Ta, ta, ta, ta."

He stepped through the water, stepped over the broken metal debris, and passed by the soldiers and players who looked at him in a daze.

The way they looked at him was mixed with confusion, confusion, anger, and sadness.

They seemed to be questioning silently——

Why are you running away?

Why can you escape?

"Bang!"

Su Mingan's expression remained unchanged as he rushed into a long corridor that was about to be destroyed. He didn't know where the corridor led, so he could only run out.

"Da da da."

The end of the winding and deep corridor could not be seen clearly. All one could see was darkness and a few pools of water reflecting light on the ground. He ran hard in the corridor, his steps heavy, dragging the hundreds of hoses that gnawed at his back. They made mute knocking and friction sounds that reached his ears.

"Team Mu! Team Mu!" he called, but Team Mu still didn't respond.

The hose wound tighter and tighter, as if a crimson beast was swallowing him. The negative emotions of loneliness and despair rushed into his brain, like being tied to his legs and sinking into the deep sea. There was only a long corridor like a black hole in front of me.

For a moment, he had the urge to return to death. But if it happened again, he would most likely be completely destroyed by the new emotional resonance.

There are some things that even death cannot escape.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the diagonal ground.

"!"

Su Mingan was alert and immediately retreated in the opposite direction. His five senses had long been lost, and the scene reflected in his retina was extremely hazy.

In the darkness, he couldn't see clearly who the other party was, but he must be an enemy. There could be no companions here to help him.

He never expected that someone would come to save him from the brink of despair.

The light of the watch lit up, illuminating the outline of the retro portrait on the wall of the corridor and the scarlet wallpaper embroidered with gold heraldry. It also illuminated the other party's floating strand of white hair.

"you……"

Before Su Ming'an could speak, the man approached quickly, suddenly stretched out his hand, and tried his best to open the blood-sucking insect-like hoses, allowing Su Ming'an to barely breathe. Immediately afterwards, he hugged Su Ming'an who was tied up with the hose and ran forward as hard as he could to fish Su Ming'an out of the dark deep sea.

"Bang-bang!"

As if a beating hot heart was forcibly pulled away from the chest, dozens of hoses were torn apart and torn inch by inch like blood vessels flowing through them.

The man held Su Ming'an and let his white hair flutter in the air behind his head.

His coat floated up, and a refreshing scent of cedar slowly dispersed in the air.