Everyone can only have one life. The soul that is imprinted with exclusive memories, has an independent personality, and is full of personal experiences cannot be retrieved once it dissipates. Even if the body containing all this is resurrected and the memories are re-inserted into the save file, it will not be recovered.
Represents the continuation of its life.
Chameleon, broke out!
It was a mental wave impact with a coverage area of more than 100 meters in diameter. This was the ultimate she could achieve. At this moment, everyone's eyes were confused. The whole world was white, lonely, helpless, and weak.
Sadness... countless negative emotions eroding their souls.
The only three people who were not affected by the impact were the Captain, Wandering Soul, and herself.
"Baby, release it!...This is my order!" The captain's soft voice was full of love for the wandering soul. It was a ***-like tone, but it was just a black-framed flat mirror.
There is nothing frivolous about sex in the eyes behind her. What beats in those eyes is the warmth called nostalgia.
The captain's mask had been taken off, and his face was slightly flushed. The large amount of sweat made his hair a little messy and stuck to his head. With the wave of the wandering spirit, the captain fell from the sky like a big bird and landed steadily on the black giant.
in a dense array.
All the black giants within a hundred meters radius seemed to have fallen into a sluggish state. Although it was not clear what was going on in their simple heads, it was a fact that they had temporarily lost their ability to move.
A rapid and sharp sound was faintly heard in the sky, but the black giant on the ground did not move.
The two rapid waves of arrows were blocked by the wandering soul's abilities, and the black spores that fell one after another looked like dots of black snow against the backdrop of the flares...
The captain gently took off his glasses, took a look at them, chuckled softly, and then threw them away. At this moment, this action seemed to be indescribably naughty and chic. This loser
What would a middle-aged homely man look like when he was young?
He casually pushed his hair back a few times, and a slicked back hair waxed with sweat appeared. The messy look surprisingly made the captain look much more handsome.
Wandering Soul seemed to be the captain who had taken a closer look for the first time. His slightly frowned brow had a deep "Sichuan" character, and several deep forehead lines seemed to be filled with stories. This middle-aged man suddenly seemed tall in her eyes.
When he stood up, and matched with his sad stubble, a mature charm called vicissitudes of life actually burst out. She actually always thought it was just a joke...
"Go!" The word was sonorous and powerful, and the soldier's fortitude was fully revealed. The wandering spirit unconsciously floated back to the sky above the defending people with the chameleon.
He took a deep breath and said, "Ahem..." The spores in the air made the captain cough a few times.
"Ah! You scumbags, let's have a sound of death..." The roaring captain's face was filled with ferocity and wildness.
The surface of his guitar was suddenly filled with intense light cyan energy, and each string seemed to become thicker under the energy.
A sound suddenly came from the white world. It was an old-fashioned song. The soundtrack of "Beyond" was very simple, with only the sound of guitar.
Then, the captain's slightly hoarse voice came over. In this pale world, this song turned out to be surprisingly good, very energetic, and very warm...
Boredom saw hesitation
It is not easy to achieve the ideal
Even if there is confidence
Fighting spirit suppressed
Who decides whether I should go or stay?
Set the universe in my heart
I just want to wave to my ideal with both hands
Question: How many days are there in the sky? Gao’s heart has a higher ambition than the sky.
Live to old age with the mentality of being confident and invincible
Oh...I have my inner story
Write each paragraph by hand
Gains and losses, joy, sorrow and dreams
Oh…even if there is trauma, don’t shy away
Dream will come true one day
Find the world of your dreams
Finally visible
…
The singing, which lasted less than four minutes, was full of passion and madness, but in addition, everyone seemed to hear blessings and nostalgia in this song as if they were delusions.
When everyone woke up, the white world gradually became colorful, and then they saw the captain making a gesture like a superstar, with only a piece of the neck of a disintegrated guitar still in his hand.
Stars scattered around him were broken strings filled with intense energy.
The captain's performance was undoubtedly a success. He was surrounded by disintegrated minced meat. With him as the center, the proportion of minced meat was larger in the outer circle. There was not a single intact body in a radius of about 50 meters.
Monster carcasses.
"Poof..." Violent blood spurted out, and the captain's figure was crumbling.
At this time, a crazy figure appeared beside him, protecting him tightly.
It's a ghost.
She was already sobbing, and even through the mask, she could still be heard sobbing!
Flying back to the crowd, the wandering soul was already covered in blood. It was red blood, coming from the captain. The armor all over his body had disintegrated and shattered. The rice dumpling skin on his body was like withered fallen leaves, and only his gray eyes were left.
There was no vitality or luster. His blood slowly overflowed along the veins and gaps of the leaves, covering his whole body like this, which looked so shocking.
For a while, there were endless shouts: "Captain, captain..."
"Ahem..." The captain just opened his mouth, and the blood in his mouth spurted out, with fine bubbles, and his originally white teeth were extremely tragically outlined by the blood.
As the captain's chest rose and fell violently, a large amount of blood seeped out from the leaves, as if even breathing would overwhelm his body.
Amid the crowd's glare, the captain's dim eyes were suddenly filled with bright colors: "How many minutes has it been?"
Wandering Soul cried, "It's almost nine minutes."
"Oh, great! The rest is up to you. Make sure the mission is completed and trust... Ren..." The captain didn't finish his last sentence. He had already left and left this world as a qualified soldier.
.
The cruel world did not give everyone much time to grieve, and more black giants stepped on the corpses of their own kind and pressed forward firmly.
They have no human emotions and do not understand sadness. There is no weakness in their dictionary, only endless killing!
Reality is not a novel, let alone a movie. Sadness and anger did not bring more strength to everyone. The sequelae of excitement broke out...
The energy patch on their hearts had faded and fallen off, and everyone felt dizzy, as if all the strength in their bodies had been drained. It was not just as simple as weakness, but heart-breaking pain hit them in waves, as if their bodies
Every nerve in their body seemed to have been broken. These iron-bone warriors were screaming and wailing. Was it to vent the pain in their hearts? Or was it from physical torture?
They couldn't even stand up, and they all huddled on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
The madman gritted his teeth and made a sound like he was squeezing out from between his teeth: "Wandering soul, how many minutes has it been?"
“9 and a half minutes”
"I'm afraid it's too late..." Wanxiang Lun's tone was full of unwillingness.
"It doesn't matter if we are dead, the wolf can carry out the captain's final mission!" This is the voice of the chameleon.
"Aww...aoww..." Sounds like howling wolves came from afar, and a bright red flash in the distance stretched out a long light and shadow, speeding towards this side.