Countless stones hit him, causing his body to tremble. His bloodstained white robe had been scratched by glass fragments thrown by the crazy residents nearby...

He turned a blind eye to this.

He walked from one side of the crowd to the other, crossing half of the street. Everywhere he looked, there were either people who cursed and accused him like everyone else, or a group of people who huddled in the back and remained silent...

Yuuri Takishiro's cross-shaped eyes revealed unprecedented disappointment, and he began to question himself.

Just when he was about to despair completely, a pair of slender arms pushed through the crowd on the side of the road, and a strange little girl, covered in dust but with bright eyes, holding a large bright yellow umbrella in her arms, lowered her head and walked through the stones in the sky, and ran in front of Yuuri Takishiro.

Yuuri Takishiro stopped.

Bang--!

The ribs of the umbrella were propped up, and the bright yellow umbrella opened up like a solid giant curtain, blocking Yuuri Takishiro's back.

This umbrella blocked the rocks behind him and also helped him block the malicious knife.

The little girl held the umbrella handle and looked up at the tall boy covered in blood. Although there was still some timidity in her eyes, she still firmly stretched out her little hand and handed the umbrella handle to Yuuri Takishiro.

"Brother White God, here's the umbrella for you!"

Yuuri Takishiro stood there in a daze.

His eyes stared at the tiny thing under him for a long time, and after a long moment, a smile broke out on his pale face.

He smiled happily, happier than ever before. He was like a child who had found his favorite toy. His eyes were full of joy, and the haze that had just shrouded his eyes was instantly swept away.

...He found it.

"Any human group is complex. Some of them may be terminally ill and beyond cure, but there must be some who still have the possibility of being changed"... This is what Yuuri Takishiro said to Yurina, and it is also the most fundamental motivation that supports him to do all this.

These people who have the potential to be changed are like seeds, like hope. Even if there is only one, it means that everything is worth it.

Even if he is not understood by everyone, so what? Maybe the road will be very bumpy, so what?

Yuuri Takishiro doesn't care.

When someone who is willing to hold an umbrella for him appears, everything he has done is worth it.

The messy stones hit the umbrella with a dull sound. Yuuri Takishiro slowly squatted down, his long snow-white hair scattered in the pool of blood. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the little girl's head, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Are you scared?"

“…Don’t be afraid.” The little girl said bravely, “The White God will protect us.”

Yuri Takishiro smiled slightly and held the little girl in his arms. He raised his cross-shaped eyes and stared at the nothingness in front of him through the edge of the umbrella.

"Yes, I will."

Boom!

The cyberpunk spear that fell aside suddenly trembled violently, as if it was guided by something and soared into the sky, piercing through the void in an instant and flying behind the little girl!

The tip of the gun pierced into the void, as if it had touched something hard. Strands of blood emerged from the void, and the outline of a huge corpse beast appeared in front of everyone!

This is the second corpse beast that hides itself in the environment.

The chest of the corpse beast was pierced by a spear, and it roared in pain. Its roar was like a substance that swept through the street, blowing away the bright yellow umbrella that was blocking Yuuri Takishiro. The faces of the residents who were still throwing stones at Yuuri Takishiro suddenly changed, and they fled backwards frantically!

Only the little girl opened her eyes and looked at everything in front of her blankly.

She couldn't see the corpse beast because she was held in Yuuri Takishiro's arms, with her back to the danger.

She couldn't hear the corpse beast because Yuuri Takishiro covered her ears tightly.

Her world was peaceful... because in front of her was the God in white who was protecting her.

Yuuri Takishiro raised his pale face, staring at the suffering corpse in front of him, with astonishing murderous intent bursting out of his eyes.

The tip of the spear that pierced the corpse beast's chest suddenly blossomed like a bouquet of flowers, and a beam of light filled with a destructive aura gushed out from the spear, instantly piercing through the corpse beast's body, flying from the ground into the sky, and passing through the clouds.

A giant round hole appeared on the corpse's chest. The edge of the wound was burnt red and hot. The red in its eyes gradually dimmed, and finally it fell to the ground with a bang. The smoke and dust it raised flooded the ruined street.

The crowd that was fleeing frantically stopped and looked back, their eyes filled with fear.

If Yuuri Takishiro hadn't fired that shot just now, none of the people present would have survived...

clang--!

The spear that pierced through the corpse beast's body fell to the ground powerlessly and turned into a game prop that disappeared without a trace.

The little girl only felt her body sink. The white-haired boy who was holding her in his arms had lost consciousness, and his face was extremely pale.

“God in White?” The little girl asked anxiously, “God in White! Wake up…”

Everyone looked at each other, with surprise in their eyes.

The God in White...is dead?

"He's dead?"

"No way?! He's so powerful, how could he die?"

"If he dies, who will protect us?"

"Run! If you don't run now, new monsters will appear and it will be too late!"

“…”

Swish!

Two bloody cracks appeared again in the distant sky, and the roar of a giant beast came from the clouds. The residents who had just escaped death trembled and despair appeared on their faces.

Buzz——!!

At this moment, the roar of an engine was approaching rapidly from the end of the road!

Everyone turned to look and saw a McLaren with a doomsday paint job, smashing through the smoke and dust, rushing towards them like a roaring beast, with thick smoke swirling in the spinning wheels, and with a sharp brake sound, it suddenly stopped in front of everyone.

car!

It's a sports car!

The eyes of some people lit up, their red eyes stared at the car body, greed appeared on their faces.

In this situation, if there is a sports car, the speed of escape will be greatly increased!

No one cared about the life or death of Yuuri Takishiro. Some of them looked at each other, nodded slightly, silently picked up the broken glass and knives on the ground, and walked towards the McLaren with ferocious faces.

Bang.

The car door opened and a young man in a crimson cloak got out of the car.

"Kid! Leave the car behind and get out of here right now, or we'll spare your life!" the man walking in front said viciously.

The young man did not answer. His eyes were fixed on Yuuri Takishiro who was lying in the arms of the little girl in the distance. His hands were clenched tightly...

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