The Magician of Clow

Chapter 985 The answer, in fact, is around
In the dark ending, the powerless despair did not dissipate with the retreat of the numbered monsters,
The blood race figure spread its bright red wings, and the two fallen figures followed the ground of the round pit and fell face down.

The ground under the simulated scene is naturally not soil. At this moment, when everyone is fighting fiercely on the ground and in the air in the vast urban area of ​​London,

Falling in the nearly [-]-meter underground space like a vertical deep well, watching the rubble above collapse in a blurred vision,

In his hazy consciousness, Fangran thought for a moment that he was still in the C-rank rank battle, and he had just collapsed the Landhol Building.

Eh. I want to
Suddenly he found that he couldn't remember what to do next, his eyes were as quiet as in a dream, Fangran only remembered who he still had to defeat,

Then his field of vision flooded with red light, and at this moment when death struck and nothing could protect him,
The figure he was thinking about how to defeat appeared in front of him out of thin air!

"Tours!!!!"

Feeling bumped into a soft embrace, being held tightly, Fangran heard her screaming in the wind,
A huge silver wolf roared and appeared, and the elven barrier and white wings opened with all their might!

But in the face of the powerful blow of the A-level, it was penetrated instantly. At the cost of the direct disappearance of the biological armament and the complete damage of the zero-riding white wings, most of the power was weakened and it was extremely difficult to withstand this blow.
Fangran watched the blood-red bloom behind the blond and soft figure, but he still hugged himself tightly, closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against it.
"I pray for you. Healing in the breeze."

The relieving force brought his thoughts back to the present, reminding him of the pale face before his eyes with the blood on the corner of his mouth.

Osfia
Thinking about learning the truth about the 'engine and key person' just now, the night when the sea of ​​weapons invaded, it was only then that he understood the meaning of the last sentence Shui Linlang said to himself on the phone.
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'After all, the people around you are the most important'-
Then, thinking about the moment when the injury gradually became clear and he fell into the darkness of a deep well,
Mechanical souls, ether elves, new materials, shape matching, ultimate power, biological weapons, and all the figures that help me on this journey,

Various unrelated thoughts appeared one after another, the dream in the mentor base that he could not recall at the time, appeared in his mind as if he had unblocked it,
It was just a momentary sight.
The sun and the moon, there is only space for the reflection of the water mist. He saw that huge monster leaping out of the water with a roar and shock, and the ancient and deep voice was loud and deafening!

【【【I am by your side! 】】】

In the next second, after Osphia lost her white wings, the circular ground and countless wreckage fell to her death. In the end, what counteracted the momentum was the shimmering arcane light in the darkness of the underground.

boom----!
A whole circular street smashed into the bottom of the nearly [-]-meter-long 'deep well', turning into wreckage and falling apart amidst the bang,

Following the sliding and falling fractured edges, they also overlapped to cover the upper exit, completely burying everything at the bottom of the well in the underground darkness!
In the battlefield at the apex of the dark sky, smash one mysterious and tricky arcane art after another with pure and powerful abilities, catch the opponent's momentary distraction, and the extremely dark and cold dead line crashes into the sea of ​​light of the mysterious and elegant figure,

Surrounding the "black giant claw" that was carved out of the thousand-meter crack in the center of London, sword marks were cut out in the suppression of countless brass gears.

Feeling the inexplicable tremor of Lingyuan in his hand, Ye Sheng froze for a moment when his bright red eyes looked back.

At the crossroads of the Financial City, the broken stairs of the Landholt Building still collapsed on the ground, and under the darkness of the bottom of the well buried by countless ground wreckage,
The pale young man got up tremblingly.
Slowing down the slack and fainting that rushed straight into my mind just now, feeling the burning pain from the wound on the whole face,
In the darkness, Kerim raised his eyes blankly, looking at a space supported by the collapsed and tilted circular ground, consciousness popped up in his mind dully.

I'm not dead?
I can't think of any reason that I can survive falling from such a high place, but I don't have the sense of survival after the disaster. Immediately following this thought is,

A sense of loss and powerlessness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

I'm still alive.
The only thing left in his eyes was the dullness looking at one place, his mouth was slightly opened, overflowing the wound, tears flowed down silently,
At this moment, Kerim felt that it would be better for him to die just now.

After all, people who have been disappointing from birth probably shouldn't live on.

He failed to become the capital to make his mother fulfill his wish, and he also failed to achieve the goal of satisfying his father. Even the person he liked couldn't make her look sideways for him.

For so many years, he failed once to meet the expectations of those important to him,

Not once.

No matter how much effort you put in, no matter how good you become, even if you become a super genius in the eyes of the world,

The door of that mysterious world was never opened to him,

He cannot be a participant.

The 20-year-old Harvard doctor, who knows how much time he has spent day and night behind all the halos?
But even so, what you get in return is how desperate you are to find out that you can't do it, and only .
'What's the point of this kind of thing, you should know that my expectations of you are not so simple'

It's like the disappointment and indifference I got every time I took No.1 home when I was a child.

I have never experienced the warmth of my family, I have never been rewarded with love, I have never received the praise and pride of those people because of my achievements,

Such a helpless and pathetic life,
He was tired and didn't want to go on anymore.

Kerim raised his head numbly, looking at the wreckage on the ground where the supporting block slid off, waiting for it to fall and crush himself to death. Blood and tears flowed down his face together.
At this moment, he is like a walking dead.

Originally, when he received the experimental development project, he thought that he could finally respond to his father's expectations and be able to come in handy, but after Fermiele took the engine and threw 'disappointment' on his face just now,
The last support in Kerim's heart was also broken.

Whoa-!
The support point raised by the wreckage on the ground slanted and fell, precariously likely to fall at any time. The bottom of the deep well is just like the final situation of the simulated scene at this moment.
Dark and heavy, despair approaching,
Without dodging, Kerim just lowered his head resignedly, and when he saw that the last mechanical model was beside him, and the dragon was still sleeping peacefully with its wings folded,

The empty eyes trembled as if they couldn't bear it any longer, and as the eye sockets heated up, they burst into tears uncontrollably!
No matter how hard you struggle and how hard you try, there is only hopeless life, powerless and heavy, just like the final experiment that has been staged at this moment,
If there is really anyone who can resist this fate
All the powerlessness, all the sadness, all the loss and sadness that made this super genius without arrogance, at the moment when the sound of collapse above his head sounded and he was about to be buried at the bottom of the well,
It all just turned into the huddled body of him kneeling on the ground and protecting the last model under his body.

It's only a miracle
Tears mixed with blood, mixed with sadness, fell together with the falling rocks above, but before the roar of the pale youth was buried, the black 'doll' that appeared out of thin air supported the collapsed corner of the wreckage!
'I can't do it. It hurts so bad. I can't stand it anymore. I don't want to stand up again'

Hearing the screams of his body, he pressed his wrists on the ground and turned a deaf ear;
'it's useless!That was already my strongest blow, I have no more strength'

Hear timid trembling in despair, knees raised to support the body and ignore;

"Enough is enough. In the end, this has nothing to do with me. I am not as great as that person. I still want to go back. I still want to go back to my brother, my brother, or them."

Hearing selfish crying in fear, he stopped for a while and continued to raise his body in silence;

"So what if I stand up, that method is just a conjecture without theory, and it is impossible to succeed at all"

Hearing the last dissuasion of reason in a cold and objective voice, he struggled on the ground and pretended to ignore it.

Only to hear the child who was actually by his side all the time, standing beside him and looking up at the mouth of the well above, asking softly in a young voice:
'Fangran, are you giving up? '

Only then did his weak and calm but sonorous and decisive answer sound like a scream!
"No, not yet!"

Then at the moment when the gluttony appeared to support the collapse, just wanting to hold on to the blood and tears of his last consolation, looking up, Kerim saw with dull eyes,
In the quiet darkness, a figure bent over and struggled to stand up. He raised his shoulders and stood up straight like a wild animal panting slowly. He opened his black eyes and woke up from the dream!
　【Finally!Finally! !Finally the fucking last scene! ! ! ! ! ! 】After watching a video of Mr. Luo Xiang, I learned that "Crime and Punishment" was actually written by Dostoevsky in order to pay off his gambling debts!Write it casually!Write it casually! ! wtf! ! ! ! (The bald-haired good-for-nothing who was about to grab an emotional outburst let out a cry of explosion and collapse)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)