The sun sets.
The battle did not last long. From its outbreak to its end, it was less than two hours, so the setting sun did not even completely disappear.
The remaining light was scattered on the blood-stained street.
Some places have turned into ruins. Although most people managed to escape, the supplies left in the houses were burned out. Suppressed sobbing sounds could be heard from time to time all around. People with dust on their faces collected the bodies of the dead, while relatives were crying beside them. Some people who had lost track of their relatives came to identify the bodies.
I didn't find it, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
But when the body was found, it was a completely different story.
… … …
A cry was heard from an alley.
The young man was wearing a black insect armor. He was a warrior from Order. The originally sturdy insect armor had now become tattered and even torn at the shoulder, which caused him to suffer some injuries. Drops of blood slid onto the ground.
The young soldier's body was trembling a little. He didn't care about the injury on his shoulder. Instead, he trembled as he picked up the body of a boy of the same age as him.
It was a young man with blood all over his face and a piece of his right ear missing, which was the only way to identify him.
Scythe was no longer alive, with the fatal wound on his chest, where he had been hit by the devil. Even with the insect armor, his internal organs were ruptured, and he was powerless to recover.
A low whimpering sound was heard.
Lu Wei trembled as he held onto the sickle's body. His eyes were blank, and his expression was full of disbelief and pain. He cried out in grief, his voice even becoming hoarse: "We agreed to go home together... Why?"
"We were so close to victory, why did this happen?"
Tears fell one by one, and Lu Wei cried like a child.
The life of this young man, who swore to avenge his parents, rushed the hardest in every battle, and even signed up for experiments and dreamed of becoming a professional, was forever frozen at this time.
Maybe he didn't expect that the devil had such strong explosive power. He might be a little greedy. He once said that he wanted to kill more enemies and then exchange them for a sharper weapon. In the eyes of some people, this might be Scythe's own fault. An ordinary person actually dared to chase the devil, even if the opponent was a seriously injured devil.
But Lu Wei doesn't think so.
They have come from the bottom of society to where they are today, and they know that if they want to survive, they must seize every rare opportunity. For Scythe, a seriously injured devil is undoubtedly a ticket to a better life.
If you can kill the other person, your life will definitely improve.
only…
This time, the goddess of luck did not favor this young man.
Lu Wei cried like a child who lost his toy.
In fact, he hasn't cried like this since his parents passed away. Facing the end of life, Lu Wei knew that he had to be stronger.
Almost overnight, the boy grew up.
He was not very brave, in fact he was a bit timid.
But as long as his sister is alive, he will not give up hope, because his sister is hope.
As an older brother, you always have to be stronger.
It is because of this belief that Lu Wei slowly transformed from a teenager into a warrior. He was familiar with and accustomed to fighting. During his journey, the creatures that died in his hands included half-monkeys, zombies, little devils, and even some real humans.
But even so, when he saw the sickle die in front of him, Lu Wei looked so helpless and sad. This was his best friend. In the doomsday, they supported each other to get to where they are today. If his sister was his hope, then the sickle was each other's crutches. With the support of each other, they got through all the dangers and mountains along the way.
Because of each other's existence, they have a glimmer of hope and optimism for life in their difficult lives.
But just now, his crutch broke.
Lu Wei had lost his way. He was like a lost traveler who had lost his crutches for exploration and could hardly move forward.
Some complicated thoughts lingered in Lu Wei's mind, and he was trying his best to recall everything that the sickle had brought him during his lifetime.
"I know it's a little risky, but living in this environment, no matter what you do, there are risks..."
"I'm not afraid of death. I'm just afraid of not being able to kill a few more monsters for my parents."
"I haven't even had your wedding wine yet, it's impossible for me to die so early!"
"I'm telling you, when I have a position of power, I'm going to find two wives, no! Finding three wives won't be a problem!"
Lu Wei was silent.
After being sad, he fell to the ground, his eyes were a little dull, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"You are too weak."
Lu Wei suddenly muttered to himself, as if he recalled every word that the sickle said, and suddenly said: "Because I am too weak, so weak that I can't protect the important people around me. This is the case with the sickle. If it were my sister, the result might be the same."
In such a dangerous situation, there was no such thing as bravery or not. It only relied on the consciousness of an ordinary person. By the time Lu Wei reacted, the devil had already knocked the sickle away, and he didn't even have a chance to rescue.
In the end, he could only watch as Scythe took his last breath in his arms.
"If this continues..."
Lu Wei stretched out his hand, looked at the thin arm, and was a little annoyed: "If I continue like this, will I be like this one day? I am too weak, I am not even qualified to protect myself, let alone my sister. If I were a professional, Scythe might not have died..."
There was endless pain and regret in his eyes. He hugged the corpse tightly in his arms and let out an angry roar.
"I have signed up. There is no problem with my physical condition or identity. The adults said that my name is on the list of the next batch."
At this time, Lu Wei suddenly remembered a very important sentence. Under such circumstances, he seemed to have made a very important decision. He picked up the body of Scythe with difficulty, and then walked towards the gathering point step by step.
He made his decision.
This is a dangerous world. The appearance of the devil makes him realize that disaster is around him. He can't always be so lucky, so he needs to prepare in advance.
Only by having power can you better protect yourself, the people who are important to you, or your beliefs.
Lu Wei didn't want to see himself helpless again, so he decided to sign up for the experiment. Only in this way would he have the opportunity to become a powerful professional.
This is not suicide.
He just wanted to be stronger...
That's all!