Chapter 689 Chapter 686 · "I want to hear your story."

  Su Mingan opened his eyes.

The   light reflected the broken glass fragments, and the white snow poured towards him. He stared numbly at the floor-to-ceiling glass that was leaking in front of him, his thoughts seemed to be frozen by the winter snow.

   "...Teacher?" Tretia's voice came from the side, she stared at Su Ming'an with concern.

  Su Mingan stood up slowly against the wall. Since the movement of his legs had not yet fully recovered, he took every step with great difficulty, like stepping on a sharp knife.

   "Chak, Chuck", he smashed a snowflake and didn't look back.

   This week, he is not going to enter the room with Tretia. As long as Tretia sees the "d-r-e-a-d" command, he will lose his soul and will not blow up the light in the recovery cabin.

  Su Ming'an is going to take the lead on the rooftop this time.

   "Su Ming'an?" When delivering the wheelchair, Yamada Machi called to him softly, "Are you alright..."

  Yamada vaguely felt that there was something wrong with Su Ming'an's state. It was a bit like the appearance of the Eighth World when they fell into hallucinations, with numb and indifferent eyes.

  Su Mingan stretched out his hand and put on the wheelchair, and rushed into the night. His pupils were out of focus, as if reflecting the ice blue sword that penetrated his heart in the previous week.

  —He was fighting death every minute and every second. Yueyue's deletion disease is not irreversible. The only thing he could do was try his best to get to where she was early and have a few more words with her. His missionary aura can heal her, as long as she talks to herself more, the deficiency disease can be cured, and she will not die.

   As long as he is quicker, quicker...

   "Sigh—!"

   He rushed into the night in a wheelchair and arrived at the rooftop ten minutes earlier than the previous week.

  Before the nuclear explosion center console, he controlled Yeya to invade, evacuated the guards at the gate of the city of gods, changed their patrol routes, and shortened the time for Avatar to arrive as much as possible.

   "Drip-drip-"

   The scarlet warning light flowed in front of his eyes like blood, and his vision was dizzy, as if immersed in an icy river of blood.

   In the upper right corner, the barrage floats like snowflakes:

  【There will be no problem, Lin Guang will definitely die, as long as the nuclear explosion is prevented. 】

  【Ling Guang will definitely not kill Su Mingan, it's okay to fail in the end. 】

  【First player, Happy New Year’s Eve, Happy New Year~ Let’s celebrate the New Year together~]

  【I saw a young lady wearing a demon fox mask on the street, she looks very similar, could she be Lin Yin~]

  【…】

   seems to be a world that has nothing to do with this. Some people are talking about the Spring Festival Gala, some people are guessing word puzzles, some people care about his almost immobile body, but most people think that even if Su Mingan only has one hand left to move, he will not lose.

   He will never lose.

   "Bang!" Suddenly, the sound of gunshots suddenly sounded from behind him, like a sharp blade piercing the air, and the severe pain rushed through the back of Su Mingan's hand for a moment, and then quickly went numb.

   A silver bullet engraved with lilies and butterflies landed on the ground with a "jing dong". Su Mingan turned his head and saw the white-haired youth on the rooftop.

  The source of light gathered around Lin Guang’s body, like small silver-white fish, built into a torrent of silver-white steel like a mountain, like an emperor surrounding the city of gods.

  Linguang moved the muzzle and aimed at Su Mingan's dangling legs. This week, Su Mingan did not cooperate with Tretia to hurt Lin Guang, and Lin Guang's injuries were limited to explosion injuries.

   "Bang!" Another shot rang out, and Su Mingan opened the wheelchair barrier in time. Lin Guang no longer shot, but triggered the heavy artillery around him.

   "Boom-boom-boom-!"

  The artillery fire rang out in unison, the golden-red light like the sun converged on the muzzles of different thicknesses, the particles collided with the sound of "crashing", and the cannonballs flew out, bursting out with a splendid brilliance like daytime.

  【Defense value: 39000 points】

  【Defense value: 37000 points】

  【Defense value: 35000 points】

  【…】

The    barrier flickered, the defense value continued to drop, and the entire glass building trembled violently under the artillery fire. Su Ming'an's barrier was bombarded indiscriminately, but his attention was only on the nuclear explosion center console in front of him.

  The key to scrambling for time is only the speed at which Avatar comes. The previous Zhoumu Su Ming'an had already tried it. Space vibrations couldn't kill Lin Guang. Lin Guang's laser battle suit was obviously designed to restrain space vibrations, unless someone cooperated with him to kill.

  Then, just let the clone come as soon as possible...

   "Di-di-" The wheelchair barrier around him slowly dimmed. Su Ming'an sensed the position of the clone, and he should be able to be ten minutes faster than the previous week.

Thus…

"boom!"

The barrier was broken, the wheelchair was overturned in an instant, and Lin Guang rushed in front of him in an instant, and with a "click", he twisted his wrist against the center console. cracking sound.

  Lin Guang's skin and flesh were rolled up, half of his body was charred black, full of explosion injuries, and his whole body was covered in red and black liquids of various colors, and the blood even adhered to Su Ming'an's body.

   As the wheelchair was kicked over, Su Mingan fell backward uncontrollably and lay in the snow. The wheelchair was kicked three meters away with a bang.

   The white snow was quickly dyed bright red.

   Lying on the ground, Su Ming'an glanced over the grim expression in front of him, and saw the snowy night sky flying. The pure black night curtain was covered by white snow today, with no stars and no moon, only the snow fell down like stars. The pain in his wrist became numb for a while, and the extremely low temperature seemed to freeze his consciousness.

  …so cold.

The crisp sound of    "click" sounded again, and he heard an overwhelmed sound from his right leg. Lin Guang's hand was on his right ankle.

   "I don't think the anesthetic is enough. It's enough if the bone is completely broken. Lewis, what do you think?" Lin Guang gritted his teeth.

  Su Ming'an doesn't matter at all.

   His wheelchair is still there, even if the whole body is destroyed. Hold out until the war is over and his bones will be taken back.

   "click", another crisp bone fracture, this time from the left leg.

  Because the anesthesia in his body has not yet worn off, he even felt numb, as if it was just a branch and not his bone that was broken.

   He saw that the fire in the distance became more and more vigorous, and dozens of black shadows were fighting in the air. At this moment, everyone is in the torrent of fate. Whether it is the soldiers and civilians far away on the battlefield with the heavy artillery fire, or the two people on the rooftop of the City of God who are also covered in blood.

  —Lin Guang, the strongest agent of the **** camp, and Akto, the supreme leader of the freedom camp, they are the source of the torrent of fate.

   As early as the moment he first met Lin Guang, Su Mingan knew that this person was very dangerous. Now his hunch is correct. At the last critical moment of the Battle of Dawn, it is indeed Lin Guang who is fighting against him. Only they are qualified to fight against each other, and there is no one else.

From the first time they met, they began to test each other, from the garden villa, to the eleventh district, to the gathering place of beacon fire, to the city of doom, and then to the city of God... Lin Guang is a mountain that he can't get over unless he Overthrow this mountain, or this war will never end.

   At the beacon gathering place, some people said that they didn’t want to “succumb to a thousand bones”, and they didn’t want to become cannon fodder in history to achieve others.

  —However, “one general succeeds”, and “general” is not the one who takes the most responsibility. If the general fails in the end, the “ten thousand bones” will not even be known in the history books, and human civilization will end in the 49th year of Fuyuan Festival.

   "click", "click", "click" three sounds of bone fractures passed, and Su Mingan only had one right hand left to move.

   glanced at the position of the clone, Su Mingan knew that he had won.

   He suddenly raised his hand, a judgment flashed past, and Lin Guang froze for a moment.

   "Huh!" At this moment, the long sword from Avatar fell from a height, penetrated Lin Guang's body, and emerged from Lin Guang's chest. The blood dripped down like raindrops, dotted on Su Ming'an's chest, the warm touch felt like a warm rain in the snow.

  Linguang's expression changed from anger to confusion. He stared at his chest for a second, losing the strength to fall down, and his clone immediately stretched out his hand and pulled Su Mingan to the side.

With a    "pop", Lin Guang fell into the icy snow. His pale cheeks were buried under the thick snow blanket, and a lot of blood oozes from his chest.

  "..." Lin Guang didn't say a word, and didn't even have the strength to look up.

  Su Mingan recalled the wheelchair and rushed towards the night without stopping.

   "You can't move anymore, main body, your injury is too serious—" Ming's voice came from a distance.

   "Don't worry about me, you just need to stop the nuclear explosion." Su Mingan said.

   He rushed towards the night without looking back.

   This time, he was a full ten minutes faster than last week, and rushed towards the blood pool according to the traces left by the army.

   Soon, he arrived at the location of the **** army, and they gathered on the ground like ants.

   "Su..." Seeing Su Ming'an, Edward didn't even have time to say a word.

Su Ming'an's only right hand was slightly raised. The next moment, the scarlet balance rose above the head of the gods, and the strong spatial vibration swept the land like a hurricane. Stir to pieces.

  Edward's blond hair was raised high, like wheat grass growing in the wind in the sun, his expression stayed at the moment of shock, he never thought that Su Mingan would come over in time.

   This time, Su Ming'an's heart did not fluctuate, Edward was like an NPC destined to die in his eyes.

   Even if there are tens of thousands of barrages, everything has happened in his eyes.

   killed Edward, he rushed into the pool of blood, and the wheelchair galloped all the way. Six minutes later, the black-haired girl lay quietly beside the blood pool composed of coal-grey corpses.

   Since Su Mingan arrived twelve minutes early, the burns on her body were obviously lighter.

   "You don't have to save me..." Yueyue said.

  Su Mingan pulled her up with the only hand he had left. He didn't even have the strength to move himself, so he could only lean half of his body on one side, almost hanging from the armrest, funny like a piece of bacon on a barbecue.

   His injury is much heavier than last week.

   But her injury is lighter than last week, which is enough.

  He will save her, just like he saved Lu Shu who died with Edward after the end of the fourth world, just like Praia in the seventh world, he saved Noel who was bewitched by the siren. They were all saved by him, and so can she.

  —He will save her.

   "Talk to me, okay?" Su Mingan said.

   He looked sideways at her, who was crooked in a wheelchair like him. She was as unsteady as he was, and the two of them were like a mass of barbecue hanging on a wheelchair.

   She would laugh normally, but now she doesn't even have the strength to laugh.

   "Yeah." She just replied softly.

   "Then what do you want to hear from me?"

   "I want to hear your story." Yueyue said, "Anything is fine."

   (end of this chapter)