I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

The ground under Irin's feet almost collapsed.

He became the only survivor of this collapsed world of the dead...

But Yilin survived not because of victory, but because of escape.

Irin held Oda Mai's hand and said goodbye silently.

No matter whether this Oda Mai is the Oda Mai he knew, but in the end, Oda Mai blocked the candidate Conqueror Knight for him.

This kind of love may not be repaid in a lifetime.

Power points are recovering rapidly.

After recovering to a certain level, Yi Rin floated up and looked at the completed "exit" in the sky.

There, was his only hope to leave here.

Irene prepares to leave.

Oda Mai, who should have died, suddenly clenched her cold palm tightly.

Irin lowered her head in surprise and looked at Mai Oda who was "deceiving the corpse".

Oda Mai smiled slightly: "So...you are here."

finished,

Oda Mai lowered her head abruptly, let go of Irin's palm, and was silent.

Yi Rin's eyes were sore, and he didn't know what to say.

It's not "the end" here.

It was neither his end nor Oda Mai's end.

Warriors' souls deserve to rest in peace, they shouldn't be fooled like this.

The roaring undead instantly boiled when they saw the "exit".

When Yi Rin flew to the exit, countless undead climbed each other, piling up the bodies of the undead into a tall tower of flesh and blood, scrambling to climb to the only way to survive.

Looking down at this moment, countless undead devoured each other, fought each other, the ugly flesh and blood squeezed each other, and the blood rubbed against the bones. The superb view of **** is like a vast meat grinder.

The hideous face, the rotten breath, the twisted limbs, the broken body, their silent unwillingness, at the end of the collapse of the dead world, formed a tragic elegy.

"I'll bring you... a real victory."

Yi Rin gritted her teeth, turned her head and rushed towards the exit, no longer nostalgic.

No matter whether they are former friends or not, the undead in **** are just "artifacts" and are destined to be unable to move towards "truth".

Irin is now on the verge of death.

Countless blood-stained claws grabbed Irin's feet.

"I want to live..."

"You can't live alone..."

"Why are you the only one who can go out..."

"It's not fair!"

"I don't agree!"

"Why only you..."

"why…"

The roaring and wailing of the undead, roaring and crying behind Irin.

The world is nothing but darkness.

They are longing for "light".

Behind that "exit" is... the light of hope!

Their anger, their lamentation, and their resentment seemed to have turned into reality at this moment, which made Yiren feel terrified.

Under Yi Rin's body, there are hundreds of thousands, even millions of "undead".

They are all apostles who died for various reasons in every artifact of time.

They were unwilling that only Yilin could leave alive, and were doing their last struggle.

The speed of Yilin's flight was slowed down, his face changed, and he kept kicking the palm of his feet with his feet. In the process of pulling, Yilin's trouser legs were torn to pieces, and the palms of the undead were alive. Irin's legs scraped **** pieces of meat.

"I don't owe you any more!"

In the roar of the undead, a nimble fat man grumbled along the tower of flesh and blood, and rolled to the top. With three punches and two feet, he pulled away the dozens of undead who were tearing Yilin's flesh and blood.

With only half of his body left, Li Changge struggled to climb up. He wanted to crawl out too, but when he saw Li Erpang who suddenly "reversed", Li Changge remembered the "unfamiliar" memory he accidentally read during a certain mission. When Li Changge raised his head and looked at the broken Halfway through the mask, he was shocked at first, and then on his **** face, there was only relief after exhaustion: "It turned out to be you."

Yi Rin lowered her head and looked at Li Changge's **** half face.

Li Changge tore with his teeth and ripped off the other undead with his last hand.

With the flesh of the other undead in his mouth, he said vaguely: "Remember to be nice to the 'other me', boss..."

Even though Li Changge was miserable and hideous at the moment, Yi Rin had never thought this face was so handsome.

Irene nodded.

Rest in peace.

goodbye.

The resisting Li Changge and Li Erpang were dragged into the rotten flesh by countless palms.

In the blink of an eye, they were eaten up, and their eyes gradually lost their last brilliance and lost focus.

…

Breaking free from the torn of the undead, Yi Rin flew into the portal, dragging her **** and scrawny legs.

Inside the portal is a bizarre tunnel.

Irene closed her eyes,

so tired,

so tired,

so tired.

He couldn't tell whether he was rising or falling.

Irin was spinning in the long teleportation tunnel, like a kite with a broken string.

The strong sense of weightlessness brought the discomfort of dizziness and vomiting. At the end, Irin could only try to reach out to the infinitely deep distance, trying to grab something.

"Snapped!"

A white and tender palm suddenly stretched out at the end of the streamer, tightly holding Yi Rin's weak right hand.

"Hey hey hey"

At this time.

A cold laughter came from behind.

Zhao Yulong was covered in blood, his hands and feet were in the final slaughter of the undead, and he was bitten only halfway. Like a demon from hell, he opened his mouth and bit the flesh of Irin.

click!

Zhao Yulong bit Yi Rin's hand and went deep into the bones. He raised his head, his white teeth, bright red blood, and clear red and white mouth made his face look particularly terrifying and gloomy.

"Kakaka" Zhao Yulong's teeth were like two serrated teeth, grinding Yi Rin's bones hard: "I'm going to a... a world where Xiaomeng lives!"

Yi Rin lowered her head and looked at "Zhao Yulong" with a ferocious face, who had completely lost himself. His hand was gnawed into the bones by Zhao Yulong, but now Yi Rin looked at Zhao Yulong's eyes, there was no resentment, no anger, only pity.

He felt that Zhao Yulong was very pitiful.

In the timeline of Yi Rin's second life, he fell in love with someone he shouldn't love. That person betrayed Zhao Yulong and led the plan to "annihilate Mo Ren's enemy". Yu Meng did not answer Zhao Yulong until the end. Some respond. In the end, because of various entanglements, Yi Rin personally killed Yu Meng in a trial.

At this moment, Zhao Yulong, even if he died and became an undead, never lived for himself, even once.

"Sorry, I can't take you away..."

Irin didn't say what he said later, he was very tired.

But I will live with everything you have,

whatever your expectations,

or anger,

or hatred,

or sadness,

I will take them one by one, and then, take them and leave here.

Until... give them back, to the gods above them!

The small dagger popped out of the undead slot, and Yi Rin used the last of his psychic power to manipulate the dagger and cut off Zhao Yulong's elbow-length left arm.

Zhao Yulong's blood-stained face was completely frozen, and there was only boundless despair in his eyes.

…

Rays of light passed through Irin's shattered body.

A strange warmth flowed through his body.

Irin has a kind of body that is gradually condensing from "unreal" to "real".

No, his body bleeds, it hurts, it's always real.

But for some reason, with the changes in the surrounding light, he gradually had such a strange illusion.

When I opened my eyes again,

Irene stood in the void.

It's a dark night.

In the dark night, the stars are dotted, and the starry sky is dotted with the dead and deep sky.

A woman in a long dress, behind her, a thick pipe stretched out and stretched all around.

She is like a goddess sitting cross-legged in the center of the "giant network", with a divine glow on her face and a solemn and solemn expression.

The tubes are blue, and each one is like a translucent water tube, with a magnificent liquid flowing with blue fluorescence.

At the end of the tube, there are circles of twisted ripples, as if entering other spaces. Each tube is of different length, some are close to the woman's side, and some extend to the end of the night sky, out of reach.

The blue liquid in the tube flows in different directions. Some flow into the girl's body from a distance, and some flow from the girl's body to an unknown plane.

"You are... Xi!"

Irin fell down, panting, exhausted.

Xiaoxi smiled slightly, and stretched out her hand from a kilometer away.

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Turning around, he appeared in front of Xiaoxi.

Whether it was mental exhaustion or physical exhaustion, at the moment when everything was over, it was difficult for him to maintain a "standing" posture, and he collapsed beside Xiaoxi's skirt without a card.

Xiaoxi in front of her looked like she was about 20 years old, but there was no girlish youth between her brows. Yi Rin would like to call Xiaoxi's attitude "young woman hope".

"Drip drip"

Xiaoxi's eyes flashed with lines of tiny data streams.

She looked at the exhausted Yi Rin, she slowly got up, Yi Rin looked at Xiaoxi's figure in surprise... The skirt was actually transparent, like a holy light that was too sacred to be offended. Irene lowered her head quickly.

"Congratulations... you have reached the real 'only'."

With an indescribable tiredness on Xiaoxi's face, she smiled and stretched out her palm towards Irin.

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