The Magician of Clow

Chapter 984 The answer, in fact, is around
I can't open my eyes, I can't even form my thoughts,
Throwing the silver meteor spear for the last time drained all his strength, his breathing became weak, his hands and feet were slowly icy cold,

Even the load pain in his body that made him want to shout until his throat became hoarse, or he would go crazy, gradually faded away.
The red 'saliva' dripped down from the mouth, leaving only a dull gap in the field of vision,

From the departure of the scene to the collapse of the arrival scene, on the journey back to the origin, we tried our best to survive the crisis again and again,
Huge and dark beyond imagination 'man-made number' is about to come to the center of London now,
At this moment, Fangran was like a burnt ashes.

click-

The ground collapsed and rubble fell from the edge of the round pit. Near the crossroads of the financial city, groups of numbered monsters were surrounded. Because of the blow just now, they dare not approach,
Scenes of fierce battles are being staged across the vast urban area of ​​London. At the moment when the final heavy movement is played in the darkness, only Fangran is extremely quiet here,

Both physical strength and spirit were overwhelmed, his consciousness was constantly ups and downs in the chaos but could not gather together,
"Fang Ran!!!"

Until this anxious shout became the last force to gather consciousness, the self-awareness of who and what level of self-awareness one can remember, and the extremely blurred gap vision,
Fangran saw someone running towards him in a dreamlike trance.

Panting violently from running at full speed, with the burning feeling in his throat, the pale young man jumped down the round pit regardless of the sharp gravel. He couldn't keep his balance when he fell down hard. He got up trembling after falling badly, and ran towards Fangran staggeringly. Come.

Kerim.
Like a machine, it can only react instinctively to what it is aware of. Seeing that Kerim appeared in front of him at this time, Fangran didn't even question why he was here.

"Fangran! Fangran? Can you hear me!?"

The handsome pale face was panting and messy. Seeing the fallen Fangran shouting at a loss, he frantically determined his condition.

Then I couldn't believe his pulse and breathing were so weak that it was unbelievably weak!
The aftermath of the A-level battle roared in the dark and heavy sky, and the whole of London turned into the final moment of the battlefield,

Wei Wei made up her mind, her pale figure lifted the black-haired young man's hand to her shoulders, and swayed step by step towards the outside of the round pit with difficulty.

"Fangran, let's go. I'll take you to the hospital, and I'll take you to the hospital right away."

Holding Fangran's body firmly with all his strength, Kerim held back the pain and looked forward, his eyes widened helplessly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and trembling in fear, he said to himself:

"I know the best doctors in all of Europe, they will surely cure you, you will be fine, I will not let you die, I will not"

As he gasped for breath, his voice was slightly raised, and his tone quickened, as if he wanted to believe this kind of words for himself, and believed that under such circumstances, he would be able to take Fangran to the hospital and make him safe and sound.
Then, at the moment when the young man felt no sound on his shoulders,

The deceitful words collapsed, and the guilt and apology turned into tears welling up in his eyes, causing him to choke and bow his head.

"sorry"

sorry?
Thoughts were recovering very slowly, and the weight of his whole body was on Kerim. Fangran lowered his head and wondered why he said that to himself in a daze, feeling his pain and choked up sobbing at this moment.

"I'm sorry I didn't know I didn't know it would turn out like this."

The roar of the battle among the participants came from all over the city. The pale young man carried the overdrawn black-haired figure on his back, dragging his heavy steps and struggling forward step by step, repeatedly apologizing, choked up,

Then, boom.

Tears blurred his vision and bumped into the boundary wall of the circular pit. His already reluctant footsteps could no longer support the weight of the two of them, and they fell back to the ground again.

His muscles were almost exhausted, and he struggled to get up. While panting, Kerim stared blankly at the wall in front of him,
The ground collapsed into a round pit, and the broken streets had a steep slope that was almost vertical. Although it was only about two meters, but,

this height,

He couldn't take Fangran up.

For everyone else in the current scene, it is about the height of a step, which has become an insurmountable moat for Kerim at this moment.

And to make matters worse,
It seems that he found out that he was in contact with him and then he was safe and sound. Those numbered monsters nearby who were shocked by the blow just now,
They all started rushing towards here just around the corner!
In the dark and surging dark London, the figure stronger than anyone else in my impression has fallen beside me, facing groups of numbered monsters coming,

Kerim turned his head and looked at the inner wall of the round pit with blank eyes, feeling desperate for who knows how many times.

The gap between ordinary people and participants is often not the mighty power that reaches heaven and earth, but this small but absolutely insurmountable 'step'.

A 20-year-old Harvard Ph.D., the youngest winner of the highest award, a rising star in the field of European scientific research, and an eternal child prodigy and genius in the school.
What is the use of these! ?
Thinking of the halo on his body in the eyes of the outside world, he grasped the ground with his fingers and slowly grasped it. In the powerless bitterness, Kerim clenched his teeth tightly and trembled with tears.

Not only did my friend fall into a desperate situation, but I didn't even have the strength to get him up from here.
Crowds of numbered monsters jumped down the round pit and charged, and the strongest leader was even the top 40 of the B-level. This situation was beyond the reach of ordinary participants, and it was a desperate situation that ordinary people could not even face. ,
"why."

He didn't even have the strength to give up on himself and yell and question, only the poor and humble choked and hoarse, all the sadness that closed his eyes in pain.

I can't be a participant.
And just fell beside him, unable to make a sound or move, Fangran couldn't understand why just watching this scene made him feel so sad in his blurred vision.
Kerim?
Instinctively, he wanted to stretch out his hand and pat him on the shoulder, but after shaking his fingers, a dark sea of ​​monsters rushed in like despair.

Then at the moment when the two of them were about to be completely submerged,
A bloody tornado appeared out of thin air!

The red storm under the dark sky, the powerful tearing power directly emptied the surrounding area, and the powerful breath of A-level deterred other surviving numbered monsters from fleeing in all directions.

The one who spread bright red wings from mid-air landed was a blood race with red eyes on a pale and handsome face!
Rescued suddenly in a desperate situation, Kerim watched his appearance with eyes wide open with tears remaining, and fell to the ground. Fangran instinctively mobilized the remaining thoughts,
This breath is.
"I'm still wondering what the mark left on your body is messing with. Is it because you are doing such boring things in this kind of place?"

With a proud and indifferent voice floating above the round pit, Femiler looked indifferently at Kerim's distressed appearance, then turned his red eyes to look at Fangran who was lying on the ground, and frowned in a contemptuous tone:
"Did you collapse because you couldn't bear the strength? It's ridiculously stupid."

Thinking about the truth of the power that hurt me that night in Paris, it turned out to be this kind of false thing that can only appear through overdraft and cannot be called 'powerful' at all,

Femiler felt disappointed from the bottom of his heart, and then the bloody red light flickered and converged into a fatal final blow!
"Since it's a reckless waste, then just die for it."

But at the moment when he raised his hand to point at Fangran,
With power coming from nowhere, Kerim staggered up on both hands and feet, rushed to Fangran and opened his hands, his chest heaving violently and shouting desperately!

"Wait a moment!!"

The moment he saw his actions like this, Femiler's indifferent red eyes slightly narrowed, and he asked in a slow and icy voice:
"What are you doing?"

Bearing his aura, Kerim lowered his head and his teeth were shaking, but he still didn't move away, his voice trembling weakly.

"Don't kill him."

"You know what you're talking about right now?"

Although the words were calm and without ups and downs, seeing that he dared to stand in front of him and resist so much, the cold danger was about to condense and overflow in Feimiler's voice every word!
"Don't kill him."

The words were repeated tremblingly, and Kerim raised his eyes to look at him, and Fangran breathed weakly with his lips moving behind him,
At this moment, I heard his humble pleading in the ups and downs of panting.

"Please, Father."

Father.?

The moment Fangran heard this title, Fangran's slit-like vision widened slightly,
When he went to Rome, the scene of Kerim smiling gently at himself appeared inexplicably in his mind, and he suddenly remembered that his answer at that time was actually very strange.
-
'Well, well, I'll try my best when I have to'-
Are you saying that?
While floating under the dark sky, Femiler looked indifferently at the figure with outstretched arms facing him, at the figure who was once born with a purpose by a certain woman,
his son.

"From the day I discovered you by accident, I have given you the world's top resources and opportunities,"

The dangerous and cold voice suddenly returned to calm. Femiler dispersed the blood on his hands and spoke in a low voice. Kerim trembled slightly when he heard what he said, and did not speak.

"I will spare no effort to train you, find you the best teacher, send you to the best school, and even introduce you to become a mentor student."

Waving his hand to recall all the power left on him, a storage space device floated from Kerim's body, following the bloody colors, to the midair where Femiler was.

"But don't talk about responding to my expectations, so many years have passed,"

Looking at the super genius recognized by the outside world, but as if he was looking at a failed operation, Fei Miller held the space device, and then crushed it, his words were cold!

"You can't even step into the gate of the night battle world."

The machine was damaged, the space collapsed, and all the things contained in the device flickered and appeared, floating around Fermire, the most conspicuous of which,
It's the experimental device that is more than three meters long and has a cubic shape like a 'heart'!
"I thought that the dark energy engine you developed this time would be useful in these areas, but in the end, you are still wasting time on such childish and boring things,"

After confirming the completion of the engine and sending it, Fermeler looked at the other things in the space device, the mechanical model that was as detailed as a physical miniature floating around him,

"Still showing such a waste in front of me."

When the blood flashed, Kerim's eyes widened and trembled, and once again ruthlessly crushed a frame of his countless nights of hard work into scrap iron. Femiler lost his coldness and anger,
He just looked at his son indifferently with eyes like looking at garbage that had nothing to do with him,
"You have let me down too much."

Then grab the last intact model and throw it directly towards Kerim's face from mid-air!

With the strength of the A-level participant, this blow was almost murderous. The model over half a meter hit the face, and the impact directly made Kerim fall on his back.

The flesh on the corner of the mouth and face was ripped apart, the blood was so salty, and the feeling of severe pain and fainting rushed directly into my mind!

And fell to the ground and saw the 'experimental device' I saw when I sneaked in at the Paris Ball reappeared in my blurred vision,-
'.This is the main experiment I've been in charge of for the last few years. Use that device to speed up the energy flow.'--
'.Finally close to completion. I achieved a lot of results.'-
At the mentor base where we had a good chat that night, Kerim slowly remembered what he had said. The model of the mechanical dragon fell to the ground, and there was a faint golden light in the pupil of Fangran's half-opened right eye.

Let him see at this moment, the other half of the "introduction" opposite to the dark energy crystal in the dark colosseum.

[Can carry energy, the residue of the material state obtained from the crystallization of the dark world]

'.The remaining matter after I extracted the original energy of the experimental material'

'.This new material produced by the experiment is not much. I want to use it to make something memorable.'

main experiment, acceleration, energy extraction, by-products,

engine, key person,
The two are connected. After the nodes and materials, the last doubtful point of this experiment has finally been revealed from Francis' memory!

During the slow reaction of consciousness, Fangran finally understood why the 'scale' could attract that small black shadow, and why the association wanted to catch them no matter what,
It's just that he didn't expect the answer,

The 'key person' was actually by his side all the time.

After successfully recovering the engine, there was only contempt on his pale and cold face. Under the dark sky, Femmeller suddenly spread his bright red wings, directly shattering the connection at the edge of the crater.
Watching the ground sinking deeper and deeper, he didn't care about his son's life or death at all. Before turning around to leave, he aimed at Fangran's falling figure,
Shoot a bloody red light without leaving any possibility of escape!
　Miscalculation, from 5000 o’clock in the morning to now, this chapter has been written to [-], according to my plan yesterday, it will take more than [-] words, too long, several emotions burst into one sheet Otherwise, it will cause the rhythm to be too fast, and the emotional outburst has not calmed down, and it will go to the next one, losing the degree of primary and secondary focus. This chapter stops here, and then there are four more climaxes to end, ah, ah, it needs to be revised again Scheduled, when I really write it, I will find that it is a little different from the impression in my mind. The real plan can't keep up with the changes. If the next chapter is still this difficult, I'm not sure if I can finish it tomorrow, and this chapter It needs to be changed according to the whole after the whole writing is finished (mind burst)
　　
　
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