The next moment, the clones of the Almighty fell one after another.
Even though they still have vitality, the clones have completely lost consciousness and behave like a vegetative state.
Bad Flame is a fantasy relic in the "Fantasy War" that can directly harm the soul.
Bai Yan knew very well that under Feiyue's full blow just now, the unprepared Almighty was already dead.
She had no last words.
There is also no opportunity to express confessions or laments or even curses.
The strong man that people worshiped and feared in the giant hive, the mysterious clone that suddenly emerged, the existence that once made the gods helpless was caught in the flaw and turned into nothing.
If you are not careful, you will lose everything. The reality is always so cruel.
No matter how many feats he had done and what terrible plans he had planned for the future, they were all empty talk now.
Because she is dead.
"Well done, Your Majesty, it scared me just to see it."
Bai Yan, who was flying in the sky, looked at the vampire queen in the flames, smiled and clapped his hands, and then he immediately nodded to Maryse, who was about to explode with anger.
Maryse also smiled.
"hehe."
Feiyue sneered, flew to Bai Yan's side, and ordered without mercy: "I'm thirsty, come here at night."
"That's all you have for evil hobbies."
Bai Yan nodded, knowing in his heart that he still needed real blood to appease this guy. Alas, it's not as smooth as Maryse's.
"Evil? Vampires suck blood and humans eat meat. Isn't it natural?"
Feiyue frowned and continued: "I am different from you. I am not an idealist."
"Me neither." Bai Yan said with a smile.
"Who are you."
Feiyue stared into Bai Yan's eyes and continued: "I can taste it in a person's blood, what kind of person that person is..."
Bai Yan remained silent, but Feiyue continued speaking.
"It's just that sometimes, people don't actually understand who they are, who they want to be, and who they will become in the end."
—
Noy Military Company Headquarters Building.
In this headquarters building, the clones, who were the "sons and daughters" of the Almighty, did not offer any resistance and directly chose to surrender.
The defeat of the Almighty they worshiped was enough to make them lose the faith to fight.
The big dark blue slime was in the hall. It was having a hard time swallowing the scared clones one by one, brainwashing them, and then vomiting them out again.
This is inhumane in terms of mistreating prisoners of war, and unjust in terms of not trying war criminals... but it is also the fastest way to handle the endgame.
So Bai Yan chose it.
On the fifth underground floor of the headquarters building, there is an extremely bright, secret room that is huge and empty.
There are neat rows of white cabinets in the huge room, and the compartments on the cabinets are safes that store important items one after another.
In front of the cabinet, Bai Zhou held a strand of blue silk thread in his hand, lost in thought.
That is the memory that belongs to the Almighty.
She looked again.
"Is this memory true or false?"
Words appeared on the teleprompter board again.
Bai Yan, who was standing aside, shook his head and said: "There are no traps on it, and there are no hands or feet that will break your spirit. It is just a memory, but it may not be true."
From the moment they stepped into this city, they saw all kinds of huge lies everywhere.
Many people firmly believe in this, believing that the world outside the giant hive has almost fallen into destruction, and only the Almighty is the real God on earth who protects everyone.
He thought for a while and said: "Actually, I am more inclined to half-truths and half-falsehoods. The Almighty has most likely beautified his own experience and defined himself as a victim."
Bai Zhou was "silent" for a long time this time.
Finally, words appeared on the teleprompter board again.
"I don't know who I was before, and I don't know who others want me to be... But fortunately, I have the opportunity to decide who I am in the end."
Although he had heard her choice, Bai Yan became a little concerned this time because Feiyue's words not long ago touched him slightly.
Bai Yan thought for a while and asked:
"You no longer want to inherit that person's legacy, but want to become a new day, a day that lives for ordinary people?"
"No."
The answer on the prompt board was completely beyond Bai Yan's expectations!
what happened
This time the choice is actually different!
Bai Yan was stunned for a long time, and suddenly realized that, yes, the situation this time was different from the last time.
She and I were facing the Almighty, and it was still "war" time.
She chose to continue to be Bai Tian, perhaps because... At that time, she believed that Bai Tian must exist for this city.
"The Tower of Babel will take away this city. I am willing to believe that the savior will make the city better for the time being. In this case, I will no longer be needed here, and there will no longer be a need for daylight..."
"Bai Tian" remained silent throughout, only the sound of typing on the cold teleprompter board.
She stared into Bai Yan's eyes.
"But... if the savior makes people fall into pain, despair, and can no longer speak for the things they love, a new day will be born in this city. It may not be me, but this person will eventually appear."
"Darkness won't last forever."
Bai Yan chuckled and sang the opposite tune:
"Do heroes always appear under oppression? Do heroes always defeat villains? Not necessarily. In fact, it's all just the imagination of idealists after all."
Nian shook his head and showed a smile that he had never seen in many reincarnations:
"These have nothing to do with me for the time being. From now on, I will live as Nian and no longer be the leader of the rebel army... There is no need for the rebel army to exist at the moment."
"Well, actually, I want to open a flower shop."
PS: Below is the essay reward, a draft of the character design of Mu Zhen given by Hedgehog Cat
Chapter 458 The past
"Well, goodbye, Ms. Nian."
Bai Yan smiled and nodded, gradually disappearing into the invisible.
The people in the Tower of Babel left one after another as if they had never appeared.
But the city of Giant Hive has been radically transformed... and its future.
Finally, Nian also left the headquarters building of Noi Military Company.
Partridge was taken away by Mr. Hedonist full of uneasiness. No one knew what her end would be, but they all felt that Mr. Hedonist's smile was malicious.
After Nian Zai left the building, he looked at the unfamiliar buildings in front of him, the promotional pictures and videos about the "male version of the Almighty" on the streets, and fell into deep thought.
People living in this city have not yet realized that reality has been rewritten, and starting tomorrow, everything is about to undergo earth-shaking changes.
She did it.
The ideals and pursuits of the rebels.
Then, Nian thought of that crucial person again.
What kind of existence are you
Are all the memories of you in my memory false
How much of the family affection we have experienced together is real
Nian still remembers the days when he lived with his adoptive mother.
That was the happiest time in her memory.
She, his adoptive mother, Bai Tian, the first generation of the rebel army, taught many things through words and deeds. Nian had always admitted that he admired that woman.
Of course Nian also remembers that day.
I will never forget the day my adoptive mother died.
"Nian, I'm going to die."
Nian closed his eyes, as if the red-haired woman was still in front of him.
"Someone within the rebels betrayed me."
"Before the sun rises again, I will be dead and my soul will be nothing."
"But Bairi cannot die like this."
"This city cannot be completely reduced to darkness... But perhaps, it is precisely because of the darkness that people will look forward to the day. Only shadows will make the light appear more dazzling."
"sorry… "
"From today on, you are daylight."
—
The rebel base is extremely secretive and is located inside the barrier of a hidden space.
Over the years, rebel leaders have gathered here at critical moments for important meetings.
They have not seen their leader Bai Zhou for several years. In fact, even as high-level leaders of the rebel army, these people do not know who Bai Zhou is now or where he is.
Because Nian learned the lesson of his adoptive mother's betrayal and used his telekinesis ability to super-remotely manage and control the rebels.
No one knows her location or true identity, so there is no possibility of betraying her.
Ordinary rebel members don't even know... Today's leader Bai Tian is already the second generation Bai Tian, and is no longer the original first generation Bai Tian.
In a dark room in a secret base, there are more than a dozen people in strange clothes and different expressions sitting around a round table.
"The Almighty is dead? Is this true?"
"How do I know if it is true or false? But now there is really a lot of information saying this, but it may be a conspiracy, and the Almighty is spreading doubts."
"What is certain is that the suspected members of the Tower of Babel had a fierce fight with Noi Military not long ago. In the nest outside the clone manufacturing center, the clone bodies of the Almighty came out. "
"We can see from the surveillance that there is a very powerful vampire queen in the Tower of Babel. She directly penetrated the nest into a huge pit, and her power is exaggerated..."
"What is this giant ship? Damn it!"
Suddenly, the oldest white-haired man in a suit among the crowd raised his hand.
Everyone immediately fell silent.
The old man said in a deep voice:
"Everyone, please be patient. Our leader must know something during the day, otherwise he wouldn't have summoned all of us to a meeting."
"Normally, she conveys news directly through her telekinesis. She doesn't intend to reveal her true identity. She has never gathered everyone directly like she does now."
The old man's name was Hermann, and his codename was "Gray Gloves."
"Gray Gloves" is second only to the leader in the rebel army. He has the power of space transfer and hiding. He is the chief steward of the rebel army and the second monarch-level combat power.
[Forgive me for being late.]
At this moment, everyone present heard a voice.
That's a female voice.
They were stunned for a moment, and soon saw a black-haired girl appear outside the door, looking at everyone calmly.
There was an electronic teleprompter board floating next to her, but the voice didn't come from there.