doll city

"...what is death?"

"It's just a person who no longer has a heartbeat."

"Most of us don't have a heartbeat."

"That's different. For a person, death is the end of 'existence', which means...she can no longer answer your call."

"I can't understand."

Just as Yan Ge has never been able to feel the desire to "kill" from the living puppets, they do not have the concept of "killing" anything.For an object, death is the norm and life is the heresy.

Alice's hands full of cracks are folded on her heart, and in the "heart" in her chest, roses are constantly blooming and withering, gears are turning, and flesh and blood are beating, but her thoughts are still trapped in a strange circle.

"If my mother 'died', what is the strength to support me and give me?"

"Because she loves me, I exist... so the dead things in this city can resonate with me."

"Luka told me that as long as I always believe that she will come back...as long as there is even one person in this world who can love me."

Alice looked at Yan Ge silently, as if hesitating whether to ask him what "death" is.

Yan Ge was also hesitating, but he didn't have much time to worry about it, because the surrounding darkness had gradually turned red.

As if realizing something, he reached out and touched the back of Alice's hand.

So the moment he closed his eyes, his vision was blood red, and the museum covered by red spider webs, including the city that was constantly falling outside, the collapsed buildings, and the dying lives were imprinted in his mind in an instant.

When she opened her eyes again, Alice in front of her was still pure and flawless, but her shadow symbolized that the slaughtering Red King of Death was already devouring the city.

The world is turned upside down outside, and they who opened this magic box have no time.

"So, do you know what 'death' is? Has someone you loved died...if so, what would happen to you?" Alice asked.

"If you want to know, what is the 'death' of a human being..."

Yan Ge clenched his right hand, his nails pierced his palm, his eyes were gradually stained with blood, and Alice's hand was pressed against his heart.

A slave is not a philosopher, he can only be taught...to be entertained.

Alice asked, "What am I going to do?"

Yan Ge bit the tip of her tongue, swallowed the last bit of her original fear of death, and let her hands made of ceramics insert into her skin, and grabbed the human heart deep in her chest.

"Accept my heart and temporarily become a human being... Then, go outside the door, and you will know what happens when the person you love dies."

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The fragments of the human body rolled up by the sand and stone roared outside the window and fell into the abyss. There were enemies, friends, and familiar teammates who still had the last trace of horror.

The museum has completely become a circular island here.

"Diana..."

The tragic scene was reflected in Xiao Yi's eyes, she unconsciously asked for help and named this name.

Although intellectually, she didn't think that Diana could stop the Red Death King here.

It would be better to say that she is an ordinary person who disappears after being thrown into the crowd in the real world, and it is a joke to fight an existence here that does not know whether it is a devil or a god.

Every second there are countless thoughts of giving up, but the next second they are pushed forward by the teammates.

The reason why they are still alive is that now in the museum, Li Ya is standing in front of the Red King of Death alone, and almost [-]% of the red "spider silk" and cocoon people are rushing towards Li Ya, and then they are invisible Chopped to dust in the sweep of the strings.

"Li Ya! The space is chaotic, give us an instruction! Let's go to the Red King of Death!!" Xiao Yi shouted while holding back her fear.

Li Ya seemed to be unable to speak anymore, he was playing in an unprecedented serious state, but a few seconds later, a long crack was intentionally opened on the floor under his feet, pointing to a remote corner door.

"Quick!" The team members rushed over immediately and got into the door on the wall.

The moment she walked through the door, Xiao Yi felt that she had stepped on a piece of soft, fishy-smelling spider web. Those spider webs quickly entangled along the upper of the shoe, but she was forcibly twisted into white again immediately, like withered leaves. The same was shaken down.

"It's there!"

They finally saw the back of the Red King of Death.

Wearing a bloody wedding dress, she stared at the musician who took away her mother with dark eyes and hatred. Every time the weird heart exposed in the broken chest beat, all the internal organs of human beings seemed to be tightened by invisible hands. Like a tight grip.

The Red Death King didn't ignore the bugs that suddenly approached them, and glanced at them between the confrontation with Li Ya.

This glance made everyone's knees go limp, especially Xiao Yi.

"Ah!!!" As the center of Motley, she really felt the huge mental pressure, which almost made her brain have signs of self-explosion.

"Xiao Yi!"

Obviously passed out, in less than two seconds, Xiao Yi forced her eyes open again, and bit her own arm, causing a large amount of blood stained white to flow out.

Where the blood stained, a narrow, white road was paved.

She cried and shouted: "There are still dozens of steps, don't talk nonsense, step on my blood! Go over!"

"Don't die!"

Amid the sudden and rapid sound of the piano, Tang Yuan, with red eyes, hugged the pistol, stepped on the bloody road paved by Xiao Yi, flashed to the back of the Red Death King at the limit distance, and pressed her on the back of her heart.

"Fry! Fry!"

The switch was pressed, and the dazzling light, centered on the Red Dead King, flooded the entire museum.

The strings froze for a moment, the blazing light converged and gathered, and at the same time as finally revealing the figure of the Red Death King, Li Ya raised his head and met the black eyes of the ceramic doll.

...and, a few new cocoons around her.

"Your performance is hard to hear." She said.

"There is a saying that - November 11th is the busiest working day for the God of Death, I think I should perform on another auspicious date next time."

— This is a necessary sacrifice.

Li Ya once again said this in his heart.

The Red King of Death said, "Mama never called a failed musician twice."

Li Ya stared at her: "Indeed, with the lady's pickiness, she would not cherish defective products."

"I'm perfect."

"Not any time soon."

As soon as Li Ya's words fell, following the sound of glass shattering, a white light passed straight through the heart of the Red Death King from behind.

In the horrified eyes of the Red Dead King reflecting the splattered porcelain on his chest, Diana is outside the museum window, pulling a cable from a building, holding a gun in one hand, her blue eyes are murderous.

"It's over, King of Puppets."

……

"Statistics now..."

"The four B-level teams are all wiped out."

"M82, the first team, the third team, and the fifth team are all wiped out."

"Xianggu, the president's guard, all destroyed."

"The team is 'broken', the situation is unknown, probably... it is also completely wiped out."

Even on a tall building five kilometers away, where there was plenty of time to escape, Ma Zhaojun couldn't help but take a few steps back, tremblingly looking at the huge smoke in the center of the city.

The connoisseur's skills can pass through obstacles and use his intuition to speculate on the current battle situation. The degree of tragedy has exceeded his expectations.

The president of Xianggu, the unfathomable former boss, disappeared directly. He didn't expect it. This made them lose their way as a support team.

"What are they doing, why are so many people dead?" Someone was dumbfounded.

I have experienced a lot of hunting grounds, and even participated in the field of orphan-level living dolls, but this is the first time in this situation.

Fortunately, the swallowing of the museum stopped suddenly, and there was no tendency to continue to swallow the entire city, and they were not in a hurry to retreat.

"This is the 'Red King of the Dead' . . . it's a disaster."

Everyone looked scared and could only count on Ma Zhaojun. As the vice president of Xianggu, he was the only one with enough observation skills to judge the situation from the museum.

"How is it? Vice President, do you want to withdraw?"

Ma Zhaojun's hand holding the binoculars trembled for a while, and suddenly, at a certain moment, his body leaned forward, and his voice suddenly rose.

"This...impossible! They actually did it?"

"Vice president?"

"The aura of the Red Death King shows signs of decline, they...they are likely to lose both."

"Ah? Then shall we go find the president right away and eat them all at once?"

At this time, another subordinate ran over to find Ma Zhaojun: "Vice President, that... the young master is making trouble again, saying that his dollhouse was collapsed by the earthquake and he wants new dolls to play with."

"Hey, what time is it, tell Xu Xu that I will supply him another day."

After dismissing his subordinates, Ma Zhaojun put down the binoculars and hesitated for a while.

Right now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. M82 suffered heavy casualties, and Xianggu’s president also disappeared in the earthquake. If he escapes, neither M82 nor Xianggu’s leader will do him any good. It’s better to take advantage of their mutual losses...

A sinister look gradually appeared on Ma Zhaojun's face.

"Seeking wealth and danger..."

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museum.

The Red King fell from the high ceiling, along with the shattered remains of the building, and fell hard to the ground.

The space under her control returned to normal, and Diana outside was able to smash the glass windows and swing into the museum.

Diana stepped through the scattered ruins, and picked out a pale remains from among the rubble.

The battle-tested female mercenary slowly covered the girl's dry eyes without tears.

Just the next moment, the body in his arms turned into white crystal dust, which leaked from his fingers.

Diana clenched her fingers and looked at the only living person left in the museum.

"Li, I'm disappointed that you didn't protect anyone."

Li Ya put down his violin, wisps of scorching white smoke were emitting from his bow, and the blood between his fingers had already stained the strings red.

He didn't make any excuses, closed his eyes and said: "You are betting, so am I. The Red Death King has two lives, one is 'form' and the other is 'god', we have destroyed her 'form' ', but I still don't know how her "god" will be resolved. It will be the real end when her "god" also dies... Even if I use Yi Ziang's "Er Zhou Mu" to resurrect other people, die with red It is impossible for a king of this size to be resurrected."

Alice's physical and spiritual annihilation is their final judgment.

"I don't believe living puppets have 'gods', they just talk about love but don't even have a beating heart."

Diana pressed her chest: "Even if the living puppets are like us, seeing the death of comrades in arms or lovers, there will be pain here, but living puppets can't understand this feeling at all."

The stronger they are, the closer they will be to living puppets, and eventually lose their human emotions, become numb, and become only synonymous with their own abilities.

Even if the most important person dies before their eyes, they will not shed a tear for it.

Li Ya didn't want to do this.

At least now that he's human, he doesn't want to forget that he's still a human.

If you can avoid substituting the performer, you can avoid it, and if you can keep your feelings for one more day, you can keep it for one more day.

He didn't know if he would still remember Yan Ge after he became a living idol, but he was sure that Yan Ge was the last person he wanted to forget.

"I……"

"Li Ya, get out of the way!"

Diana suddenly raised her gun, shot two shots behind him, and shot directly through the opening of the hall door.

These two shots did not hit any entities.

The door opened, and in a beam of gentle white light, Alice in a white dress appeared behind the door. Her hands were carefully protected in her chest, and the cracks on her body completely disappeared.

Her eyes were ignorant and innocent, and her skin could be easily broken. In a daze, they thought they saw a real human girl.

"She has no entity." Diana judged immediately, "Is this the so-called 'god' you mentioned?"

Li Ya didn't move, suddenly, an ominous premonition enveloped him.

Alice's eyes looked around, and finally landed on Li Ya's face, and slowly lowered her hands, revealing a real, human heart in the opening of the chest cavity.

That heart was beating, reflected in Li Ya's pupils, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly.

Alice looked at him and asked: "He gave me this heart, please teach me, what is - the death of a loved one?"

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The author has something to say:

Love, Death, and the Porcelain Man (not

……

Everyone is not really dead, but they can be revived by reading the file

It's just that the BOSS data is too huge, even if the BOSS is loaded after the fight, it will not be refreshed and revived.

I should have changed it yesterday, but there was a traffic jam and there were too many people at the high-speed rail station. I missed the ticket check for No. 30 high-speed rail by 5 seconds, and the tickets to go home were sold out again.

I can only wander around in Shanghai for two more days before returning home

Everyone must reserve enough time for holiday travel.