Xiao Lan walked on the street for a long time, and the street remained the same.
The pedestrians on both sides are busy, doing their own things, they don't look like that kind of false dolls.
Xiao Lan tried to walk into a remote shop where he used to work.
All the details in this shop are authentic, whether it is the texture of the goods, the old labels on the shelves, the dust falling from the inconspicuous corners, and the spiders that occasionally slip away from the corner.
Everything is exactly the same as his memory, and even the part he can't remember is finished.
This is like a real world, proceeding in accordance with the original order.
He could not find a way to leave.
It doesn't seem to be a game field here either, and Xiao Lan can't leave in the same way as a shuttle game.
For a while, he seemed to be trapped here.
Leaving the shop, Xiao Lan suppressed the anxiety in her heart and forced herself to calm down.
First of all, this must not be the real world, it is impossible for him to stay here.
Secondly, since this is an illusion, there must be flaws.
So... Where is the biggest flaw in this illusion
Suddenly, his mother's face flashed through his mind.
Mom... should be dead at this time, so her appearance is against peace.
Does he need to do something to his mother
Xiao Lan clenched his fists, but how could he not let himself turn around and go back.
Even if it is an illusion, even if it is just a mother made up of memories, she is still the mother who cares about her son and encourages him to do what she wants to do.
But... the war with the world that has been descended on is still going on.
He can't let other people sink with him because of his hesitation and reluctance.
He is not qualified to comfort himself with the lives of others.
[Bone of Rebellion] Instantly appeared in his hand, Xiao Lan switched it into a blade, and looked in the direction where he had come.
"Ah—" The little boy next to him was frightened by his movements. He looked at the knife in Xiao Lan's hand and hid behind his mother in fear.
His mother put her arms around her child, and stepped back cautiously while comforting her child: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, brother is doing magic."
Xiao Lan looked at the woman who was only as tall as her shoulder.
The fear in her eyes was so obvious, but she still kept the child firmly behind her, using her body to stop the danger in front of him.
Her thin body couldn't hold Xiao Lan's knife at all.
She might know it herself, but she did it without hesitation.
Probably, this is my mother.
At this moment, Xiao Lan felt that the strange woman in front of her seemed to overlap with her mother's figure.
He put away the knife and showed the child his empty hands: "Look, I can really do magic."
"Wow!" The little boy exclaimed excitedly. He shook his mother's arm, "Mom, look, this brother is amazing."
The child's mother looked at Xiao Lan hesitantly, and still stretched out her hand to hold the child who wanted to rush over.
Xiao Lan bowed to her: "Sorry, I was too engrossed just now. I didn't notice that it was on the street and I started practicing. It scared you, sorry."
After speaking, he turned and left.
Behind him came a dialogue between mother and son.
"Mom, I want to learn magic too!"
"Then you must drink a glass of milk every day."
"Huh? No..."
"If you don't grow up to the height of your elder brother, you can't learn magic. You see that elder brother grows so tall because he drinks milk every day."
"Oh... Then I also want to drink milk every day."
"good."
Their voices faded away.
But because of their appearance, Xiao Lan suddenly realized another thing.
The different existence in this world is not only the mother, but also himself.
He almost thought wrong.
A man from the future is the biggest flaw in the world compared to his mother who only changed the result of the operation.
Xiao Lan walked to the roof of a tall building, and looked down, there was a hard concrete floor below.
He jumped down without hesitation.
Everything around him quickly passed in front of his eyes, and the high-speed falling made the picture in front of him blurry.
He kept falling down, feeling his body hitting the ground heavily.
But the fall still didn't stop.
In this way, he continued to fall downward, and the surrounding scene gradually gradually changed. White mist from nowhere gradually overflowed from the picture, and more and more, occupying the entire field of vision.
The feeling of falling finally stopped.
Xiao Lan found herself standing on a dark path, surrounded by chaos.
There was a hazy white mist above him, and I couldn't see what it was, but this should be where the illusion world was before, and he just left from here.
Xiao Lan felt Luo's power on the dark road below her feet. The path was winding and winding, and she didn't know where it would go.
He took a deep breath and walked forward.
Go forward, this is the way Luo opened for him, it must be more than just letting him escape.
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Along the dark path, Xiao Lan moved forward in the chaos.
The dark path underneath has been moving forward, passing through many playgrounds.
Without exception, these game fields are all after the war, looking very bleak, and there are large loops in the air.
But along the way, he didn't see anyone.
Suddenly, Xiao Lan saw a figure in front of him.
They were wearing the gray windbreaker that Xiao Lan had seen before, which was a sign of a member of the unpardonable.
"No Amnesty? The members of No Amnesty have long been..." Xiao Lan was puzzled.
He stepped forward quickly and ran in the direction of the figure.
When he walked in, he realized that the picture in front of him was still.
It was a woman in a gray trench coat with a high ponytail; a bald head, tattooed man wearing a gray trench coat; and a white knight who looked like a museum.
The woman with a high ponytail knelt on the white knight's back, holding a knife in both hands, and piercing the white knight in front of her head fiercely.
Ahead, the bald man stabbed the white knight with a knife into the chest, and at the same time was stabbed through the chest by the spear in the white knight's hand.
The breathing of the two had long since stopped, but the bodies still maintained their final fighting posture.
Look carefully, whether it is a woman or a man, they are all covered with scars and seem to have gone through countless battles.
The blood on their bodies stained the white knight and also made him mottled.
The three figures remained still, like solidified sculptures.
Although the reason is unknown, Xiao Lan happened to witness the death of the member without pardon at this moment.
Is he going back to the past
The superimposed blood and dust make it hard to see their faces.
But Xiao Lan still felt an indescribable familiarity from the men and women in front of him.
Especially, the tattoo on the back of the man's head and the long light brown hair tied up high by the woman.
He had seen them, but at that time, they were not wearing the gray windbreaker, the trademark of Wuxia.
That was when Xiao Lan's mother was in the hospital once, and met a very kind couple.
They said that they also have their elders in the hospital, and they often share food with them, introduce doctors, and help move their beds during visits.
At that time, Xiao Lan had to work, take care of her mother, and take time to study. She was very busy every day. In addition, the two said that their elders were not allowed to visit in the ICU, so they had never met the so-called elder.
Now think about it, the ICU ward is not a short distance from my mother's ward.
How could this couple run so far, met them so coincidentally, and enthusiastically helped them, and they were even more heart-warming than some relatives.
It turns out that they are unpardonable people.
That elder probably made it up too, it was just an excuse for them to come to the hospital to take care of Xiao Lan's mother and son.
Xiao Lan still remembered that Xiao Chengyan had agreed with Wen Qi not to appear in front of them.
Sixties also said that the boss would not let them close to his wife and children.
But secretly, there were members of Wuxue who secretly came to take care of them, not knowing if it was Xiao Chengyan's deliberate release of water.
Xiao Chengyan, a hard-mouthed guy, has never mentioned it to his son.
Maybe it was because of the face of the old father, or maybe it was some other reason.
Later, Xiao Lan saw some figures she had seen before.
I have seen a man with dirty pigtails several times while working.
Several beautiful girls who had dinner together in the restaurant where he worked.
Although they had different identities when I saw them before, this time when they met, these people without exception wore the uniform gray trench coats.
It turns out that they are all members of Unpardonable.
But when Xiao Lan met them, they were all dead.
Everyone died in battle, they were scarred, but no one backed away.
Xiao Lan thought of many strangers who had appeared and helped.
Are many of these people who have extended a helping hand to him also be members of Unforgiven
Xiao Lan wanted to know their names, but at this time they could no longer speak.
In the end they were just strangers.
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Xiao Lan went all the way, and the surrounding scenes kept appearing and returning to chaos.
As I walked, the scene appeared again in front of me.
There are ruined walls everywhere, and none of the buildings in sight are intact. They are almost the same as those I have seen before, as if they have experienced a mighty war.
After a while forward, Xiao Lan's pace stopped.
He saw a familiar person...
Perhaps, that is not "one" anymore.
The man reluctantly leaned against a cut off wall, his waist disappeared completely, the fracture looked very hideous, blood covered the ground, and traces of internal organs and spine could be vaguely seen.
That is... Sixtieth.
Although the sixties were seriously injured, they took a sigh of relief with the powerful physique of the senior player.
Xiao Lan hurriedly ran to the front of the sixties.
Seeing the person who once had a relationship with one side become like this, Xiao Lan feels uncomfortable for a while.
Hearing the footsteps in front of him, the sixties reluctantly raised their heads.
"Yo~ Isn't this young master... We... We've seen... Do you remember me?"
The same dialogue, but different time and space, different scenes.
Xiao Lan called out his name: "Sixtie."
The sixtieth stunned: "How can you... know my name..."
Xiao Lan squatted in front of him: "Don't talk, you will explain later."
Speaking of which, he took out the [Reverse Time Meter], and the number of times that could be used was still the last time.
There is no way to damage the healing tool like this, but the injury of this degree will definitely not last more than a day. If you use the [Counterclockwise], there is still a rescue.
Xiao Lan used [Counterclockwise] against the sixtieth.
But the props didn't move, as if they were broken.
"How come?" Xiao Lan felt incredible.
The sixtieth armor smiled: "Young Master... I found out when I saw you... You are very powerful, such a strong player... I can't have heard of it. And, the last time I saw you... You are not a player at all, so there is no reason to upgrade so quickly... the same...
He looked at Xiao Lan: "Are you... from another time and space? This item... isn't on the timeline where I am, right?"
Xiao Lan looked at his familiar face, and suddenly realized that this was the time when Wu Amnesty's resistance came to the world.
[Reverse Chronometer] is an item that can reverse time, but it does not seem to be able to control the timeline that it does not belong to.
Xiao Lan said: "Yes, I come from the future, at that time we were also resisting coming to the world."
The sixtieth piece tried to give him a thumbs up: "As expected of the young master... awesome... It's a pity... we can't stand up for you..."
Xiao Lan looked at the huge wound that made herself feel weak: "What's the matter with your injury?"
The sixties pointed to the white knights who had been chopped into pieces next to them: "Hey, those... Order maintainers, hey, I have solved a few, but it's a pity... They are too many..."
Xiao Lan looked at the fragments of the White Knight that he had seen frequently before, and asked, "Order Maintainer? What is that?"
Sixtieth: "They were transformed from contract players... to burn the life of the contract, to carry the power of the master, and to obtain short-term strong combat power. It is... the secret hole card he created."
It turns out that this is the reliance of the master.
He has never looked at contract players, nor has he counted on relying solely on contract players' combat power to suppress resistance.
Human beings are just material to him, he only believes in his own power.
After saying this, the sixtie seems to feel very tired.
His voice became quieter: "Young Master... Is there a cigarette? It's better to be from the system store... No. 99..."
Xiao Lan took out No.99 cigarette from her storage space and handed it to her sixtieth birthday.
This was after he had a sixtieth chance encounter in the training ground before, and he put it in in a mysterious way, but he didn't expect it to be delivered to him after so long.
The sixtieth piece took the cigarette and took a satisfied sip: "Well... this... the most delicious... Young Master, you really have a taste..."
Xiao Lan said, "It was originally for you."
Sixtieth: "We... met in the future?"
Xiao Lan nodded.
Sixtieth thought for a while: "It must be in the skill training ground... because I...I'm going to die..."
There is still some dissatisfaction with the world in his eyes, but he can't see the fear and struggle.
Perhaps when he decided to participate in the resistance, he was already prepared to face the worst outcome.
The sixtieth seems to think of something: "Since we have friendship... Then... Could you please see my brother... Help him a little..."
Xiao Lan said: "I have already met Huabei. He has become an intermediate player at that time. If I see him in the future, I will help him again. If we can succeed, he won't need to worry anymore."
The sixtieth smile laughed: "Hehe... That's good... Just good..."
He looked up at the sky, his eyes were out of focus, and he muttered to himself, but his voice was getting lower and lower: "You said... what we do... will it... someone... remember... got... ”
Before the words fell, the eyes of the sixties had been slowly closed.
His hand holding the cigarette dropped, and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground before it burned out.
He still has unfulfilled wishes and concerns in his heart, but unfortunately he has no time.
Xiao Lan picked up her sixtieth armour and dropped it aside, covered in dust and blood, and some tattered gray windbreaker, which was about to cover him.
Not far away, there was suddenly heavy footsteps.
It's like a knight in heavy armor.
Xiao Lan turned his head to look, and among the ruined walls, an order supporter walked towards him with a giant axe in his hand.
The snow-white giant axe was still stained with dazzling red, and it was dripping down.
I want to know what the source of these red colors are.
The dripping blood fell on the ground. After being contaminated with dust, it was absorbed by the ground, leaving only a dark red dot.
As if the blood stained on the axe stung her eyes, Xiao Lan felt her heart surge with anger.
This rage clamored, asking him to pull down the lord who was high above and trampled on mankind.
Drive him into the dust and can no longer manipulate the destiny of mankind.
The Order Protector had already arrived in front of Xiao Lan and waved the giant axe in his hand at him without a word.
Xiao Lan didn't speak either. He temporarily put down the blood-stained windbreaker, and clenched [Bone of Rebellion] tightly, and the pitch-black blade slashed towards the Order Protector without showing any weakness.
The heavy giant axe intersected with the seemingly slender long knife, making a piercing noise.
Weapon that incorporates the core of the rebels against the order-maintainers created by the power of dominance.
Obviously it is a weapon with a huge disparity in size, but at this moment it is deadlocked.
Xiao Lan stared fiercely at the white knight in front of him, and the strength in his hand strengthened again.
The pitch-black blade advanced again, and suddenly slashed the attacking giant axe away.
Then, they slashed frantically one after another, seemingly unstructured, but with a powerful force that could not be resisted.
The blue veins on Xiao Lan's arm holding the knife violently, and every knife carried his anger.
At this moment, there is only the opponent in front of him in his eyes, and he wants to completely destroy him.
The heavy giant axe was cut out by his blade, and the hard armor was chopped under the blade.
As the outer armor continued to be destroyed, Xiao Lan found that the inside of the Order Protector was actually empty.
Among them, the contract player as the carrier has been exhausted.
This is the truth about contract players.
They tried their best to think that the privilege they could get was actually to become the master of domestic animals, slaughtered, cut or bleed when needed, to provide everything they needed.
With a slash, Xiao Lan completely cut off the Order Protector's helmet.
Of course there is nothing under the helmet.
But at this moment, there was a white light flashing in the helmet, and the power from the light made Xiao Lan feel very familiar.
This is the power to dominate.
As the white light flickered, the body of the Order Protector moved again.
His broken body took up the weapon, stood up swayingly, ready to attack Xiao Lan again.
Xiao Lan stretched out her hand and caught the white light.
At the same time, he turned on the skills, the ability is-decomposition.
After awakening, Xiao Lan not only possessed stronger power, but also had more precise control of power.
At this moment, he carefully perceives the energy form of the white light in his hand.
Looking for its weak points, thinking about how to break it down.
It turns out that the seemingly invincible guy is like this, even if he is a higher-dimensional existence, as long as he finds his energy combination, it is not that invincible.
The heavy steps behind him approached little by little.
Xiao Lan didn't look back, and squeezed the palms of her hands fiercely.
The white light in his hand emits a dazzling light, seeming to want to escape, but it is getting darker and darker helplessly, and finally disappears without a trace.
With the disappearance of the white light, the body of the Order Protector also fell down again.
Without the support of strength, the already broken white armor smashed to pieces on the ground and merged with the dust and rubble on the ground.
It's like an inconspicuous rubbish.
Xiao Lan turned around and returned to the sixtieth side.
He picked up the gray trench coat on the ground and covered his mutilated body.
Xiao Lan whispered to him: "We will remember, and inherit your will, and move on."
"Because you are all heroes."