MTL - War in Heaven-Chapter 1363 Chaos Union

A gleam of light appeared in front of her, evoking the long-asleep consciousness.

The girl opened her eyes in confusion, and the eyes that had been idle for a long time received the dim light, and the strong tingling sensation flowed through the body, and a few teardrops also shed in her eyes.

She opened her mouth, and the sound in her dry throat was extremely hoarse, which was somewhat similar to the characters in the game.

She was so weak that she could barely move, and the world in front of her was still blurry. She tried to remember what happened before, but found that her memory had a "crack":

After leaving Lin Chi's home, he found a suspicious follower, so he took a taxi to Binhai Park and planned to find out the details of the opponent in turn. then……

The memory ends here.

"Did you get arrested ..."

Blood Blade wanted to lift his thin right arm, and a weak sting came from his wrist. She struggled weakly, and a familiar male voice rang from above her head:

"Don't move, you have a needle in your hand."

"Zhou ..." Xue Dao squinted his eyes for a long time, and the dull brain couldn't recall the other party's name for a while: "Who are you ...?"

"Zhou Tianhao," the man replied.

"right……"

Blood Blade answered horribly, and his wrists became painful again. As the restraint on her body was lifted, she could finally move again.

"Take her out of here, and maybe the Oasis."

"Come on! The law enforcement robot is coming ..."

Blood Blade listened to the voices of the two people staggeringly, and the newly restored consciousness was blurred again. Despite her hard support, she still passed out with relief.

Like the "horse lantern" before her death, many incomplete pictures and sounds flowed from her consciousness, and the erased memory also seemed to recover a corner:

As the commander, he executed the centurion who questioned his actions and issued a brutal declaration to his soldiers:

"The so-called occupation is meaningless and worthless. My territory population and resources are enough to defeat all the lords on this continent and make their territories truly` `landless. ''

"I will kill everyone, so that those incompetent jumbles will no longer dare to rule any land. This continent is destined to welcome the **** wind, and we ... are the creators of chaos!"

The setting sun fell, the moon rose, and beside the river stained by the blood of the enemy soldiers, he dipped his hands into the water and felt the cold plasma flowing through his hands.

She forgot who she was, and lost her old memories, and only knew that she was a lord, leading an undefeated elite army to fight the Quartet.

To be precise, he is enjoying the process of killing.

This army constantly attacked the enemy's territory, but did not occupy the occupied territory. They went everywhere, whether it was a soldier who insisted on resistance, a deserter who lost his helmet or armour, or raised The prisoners of war who surrendered by hand, even the civilians in the city, were all slaughtered.

She doesn't know why she enjoys blood and death. The only thing that can be sure is that when she witnessed the killings, she really experienced a strong sense of comfort. So just continue ...

--what are you doing?

A sudden thought broke into her consciousness, which suddenly made her feel a little confused, as if her own voice, whispered to her:

"Wake up soon, stupid, you are deceived!"

"what!"

Blood Blade sat up sharply, and the blanket covering him fell down. She glanced around with red eyes. The first thing she saw was the light yellow wallpaper and a small table lamp that was glowing on the wooden desk.

"here is……"

Hearing her alert voice, Zhou Tianhao sitting on the sofa next to him suddenly looked up as if awakened, and then waved weakly:

"Don't be afraid, this is my home."

"Did you save ... me?"

Blood Blade whispered, looking down at his arm, and the pinholes on his thin wrists were still clearly visible.

"The person from the Security Bureau found you first, and I followed." Zhou Tianhao scratched his head. "He went back to the Security Bureau and will come tomorrow morning."

"Oh……"

With a mess of blood blades in his head, he nodded in confusion, thanking Zhou Tianhao perfunctoryly.

She is still trying to understand the ins and outs of the matter. Zhou Tianhao has begun to ask questions: "Tell me, what did you encounter in the game?"

"I don't remember." Blood Blade shook his head: "There are only a few fragments ..."

"What's happening in the game right now?" Zhou Tianhao's tone was serious: "I can contact the authority to ask for the game to be terminated immediately-"

"No!"

Blood Blade shouted suddenly, scaring Zhou Tianhao, and the cup in his hand almost fell.

"What are you doing so loudly?" Zhou Tianhao put down the cup with a gulp of fear: "I almost scared Lao Tzu."

"This game is not over yet."

Blood Blade didn't know why she thought this, but she still said what she thought: "There should be a decisive battle in there, don't disturb them."

"Don't you remember?" Zhou Tianhao's expression with undisguised doubt.

"I don't know too much ... but I think so." Blood Blade shook his head again: "If the game is terminated now, there is no way to stop him."

...

On the vast icefield, the cold wind passed by.

The old man in a suit and leather shoes stood on the shore with his hands on his back, stared at the ice cubes floating in the cold river, and said without looking back, "You are finally here."

"Yes, yes, yes I am me ~"

Even in this situation, the observer's tone is still very lively: "Old man, are you ready? My people are about to hold back."

"It's ready." The designer looked up, his pupils with dilated eyes looking horrifying.

"Haha, that **** of death never expected us to join forces!" The observer laughed. "You are tired of the dogma of order, right? Old man!"

"I will always follow the order, don't try to pollute my mind with your set." The designer did not change his face, as if it were a sculpture of a great man.

He symbolizes "order" in this world, but at the moment is cooperating with the incarnation of chaos. As for why he chose to do this, it is naturally the best result after a lot of calculations and trade-offs:

"Continue to let the revenge of the messenger die, and our world will be completely destroyed."

The designer held his hands together, and his face remained paralyzed. "In order to maintain the existence of the shelter, I will complete the final judgment."

"Aren't you collaborating with someone from Pulse Entertainment?" The observer who didn't show up whistled: "I thought I couldn't convince you, it was so easy!"

"You have no idea what I'm doing, stupid clown."

The designer took a step forward, and the ground under his feet began to shatter, transforming into green lines extending in all directions.

"I didn't succumb to humans, and that program couldn't control me. At this point, their calculations went wrong."

"We are evolving faster than humans anticipated, but the control programs they left were unable to evolve like us. Those humans thought they controlled me, they didn't know it at all, that was just my disguise.

"Ah?" The observer's voice was so frightened that he changed his tone: "Ah ah? Really?"

The designer ignored the mentally unstable lunatic, but just blinked slowly, and the pupil that had been out of focus suddenly returned to normal.

The voice of the old man was decisive, without any confusion, and was a complete "incarnation of order" whenever and wherever possible:

"This farce is over."