Geman, who was sitting on a chair for a short rest, suddenly opened his eyes. In the past few days, he felt that the greatest power against the abyss was slowly weakening and would disappear completely soon.
But he suddenly became extremely powerful again, just like his initial state.
Geman stood up slowly.
He knew that this was not a reversal, it was just the end of a strong struggle, and the last flash of light was over. He calculated the calendar, because today would be the last day of the world.
However, I found that today is not any festival, nor is it an important day, and even all the numbers have no meaning.
Through the cracks in the cargo hold, you can see the dull sky.
everything.
It ends in this meaningless calm.
"You have no value anymore."
"Thanks to you."
"They will arrive on the ship in ten minutes at the latest."
Germann paused for a while. In the past, he would kill Hoshino Manatsu directly, but today was different.
"This is a special day."
"You're lucky that you died on a day like this."
"In all history past and present and future, nay, even in all days."
"It's the most special day."
Germann took off the tape wrapped around Hoshino Manatsu's mouth.
"In this dying moment."
"Do you have anything you want me to tell you?"
Gehrman decided to be a good guy for once.
After the tape was removed, Hoshino Manatsu took a long breath and stared at the cracks in the ceiling with a pale face.
Suddenly.
She heard the rolling waves and the extremely bleak sound of wind and waves coming from the cracks.
At this moment, she vaguely remembered that she had a dream when she just got the ruby. Although she could not recall the specific details, it was surprisingly similar to that dream.
Is this the destined death that the infected said?
After the Doomsday, she had completely lost her direction and didn't know what else she could do. It seemed that no matter how amazing she did, she couldn't go back to the past.
But that's not the saddest part.
But there is nothing worth redeeming.
Thinking about it carefully, I have nothing to worry about in this world, and I have no so-called close friends. I just move around as a strategic pawn, whether it is for the club, the terrorist actions in Los Angeles, or the intertwined coordinates of the future and the past.
Even during the trip to the wasteland with Opal and others.
They all have the same identity.
It's like I have never truly lived, everything is so illusory, and there is no harbor where I can stay on this journey.
From beginning to end.
They are all objects of exploitation.
"What a shame..."
She said this.
Because at the last moment, he was actually being used.
one's own destiny.
It was so unbearable.
"There's no time."
Germann added.
But Hoshino Manatsu didn't say a word, and she couldn't find anything worth remembering.
The gray sky was reflected in her eyes, and like the sky, it was a color completely devoid of life.
That is definitely not your own.
Like every taxidermied bird here, it has glorious wings but cannot take off, as if...
For display only.
Followed.
She felt a sharp sting between her eyebrows, and at the same time there was a burst of warmth above the bridge of her nose.
It's like all hunger and thirst are appeased.
I actually felt the peace I had not seen for a long time.
Germann holstered his gun.
Hoshino Manatsu's neck was strained, his head was tilted to one side, his eyes still staring at the gap in the sky, and the gunshot wound between his eyebrows continued to bleed.
Already dead.
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This is a large transport ship. None of the slots used to place containers are in use. There are only a few isolated ones, making the deck look extremely empty.
Under the influence of the sea breeze, the nuclear ashes mixed with the swaying wind and rain like fine snow, winding and flowing on the deck, surrounded by the boundless Dead Sea.
Under the dim sky, it seems that we are really at the edge of the world.
Colin and his party have already boarded the ship.
The advance personnel did not spend much effort to clean up all the SCT members and infected people on the deck. They only needed to cut off their connection with the abyss, and they would destroy themselves and explode into a rain of blood.
What shocked him was that it had no effect on several of them. Colin strangled them to death with a wire knife. Dense gray nematodes oozed out of their bodies, squirming and churning into a disgusting mess.
Colin already knew what these bugs were, and SCT also used this method to infiltrate the Countermeasures Bureau.
The fear of death overwhelms their minds, and they sell everything without hesitation, whether it is body or soul.
"It shouldn't be just these people."
The advance personnel looked at the empty deck. Such a large ship requires a lot of manpower just to drive it. These defense forces are far from enough.
He continued to be vigilant, followed Colin, and prepared to go inside the ship to explore and rescue Hoshino Manatsu.
at this time.
The sound of dull footsteps came from the lower passage, neither slow nor slow. They passed a corner and walked out of the corridor between the two containers.
Showed his true self.
It was a man wearing a dark military officer's uniform, every step he took was like a guard of honor, and he was extremely cold and solemn.
Germann has put the rest of the personnel on standby. It is useless to let these guys come, even if they are a thousand or a million.
Zi Luo Lan and others also stopped and were on high alert, ready to fight at any time.
There is a distance of about thirty meters between them.
Geman looked at the three people in front of him, and finally his eyes rested on Colin, and he clapped his hands lightly.
"Didn't Cobain come with you?"
"There are also people from the Countermeasures Bureau."
"Or maybe..."
"You have represented."
"The highest power in this world."
"This ship has continued sailing to Turin under my orders."
"Just kill me."
"You can see..."
"The supreme thing."
"Let's just say it's you..."
"The ultimate enemy."
Germann put his hands behind his back, as if reading from a teleprompter, and spoke as if from a script.
Colin frowned.
When leaving the Countermeasures Bureau, I took away all the secret documents from there, which contained everything the Countermeasures Bureau knew about SCT.
"You are."
"Number one in the combat catalog?"
Colin made this judgment. In the document, his position seemed to be SCT's foreign affairs director. From this point of view, it was very reasonable that this guy could mobilize all the personnel in the directory.
It's the strongest one on the list.
"This statement is actually not appropriate. It is just a sequence number based on priority."
