Chapter 22: The protagonist dies, and the ending is over.
In this situation, I dare not take off my gas mask easily, nor do I dare to stay too long.
The stinging sensation in my legs became more and more obvious, and my breathing became heavier, as if a fire was burning my respiratory tract. I swallowed hard, as if swallowing a razor blade, and the pain made me grimace.
As time passed, I could feel the burning pain in my body, and even my vision began to become sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.
"It's okay, Ji Ling, maybe there's still hope." I whispered to comfort myself.
In fact, even I am a little unsure.
At this moment, I suddenly felt an itch on my arm. I quickly rolled up my sleeves, and the moment my skin was exposed, a small piece of skin fell off. Other parts of my body were covered with black spots, and they were also showing signs of falling off...
I touched my arm lightly with trembling hands. The spots on my hand looked like the paint on a dilapidated wall. The moment my fingertips touched it, a large piece of skin fell off, revealing hideous flesh and blood.
I just felt a buzzing sensation in my head and screamed subconsciously.
My heart was beating faster and faster. I couldn't tell if it was because of fear or something else. The rationality that I had been holding on to completely collapsed at this moment.
Accompanied by bursts of tinnitus, I suddenly fell to the ground exhausted. The pain in my body made me spasm uncontrollably. Something crazy seemed to be bursting out of my mind, eroding my sanity.
I tried to concentrate, but the chaotic thoughts grew stronger and stronger, occupying my mind and making it impossible for me to think.
In the chaos, I heard my cell phone ring. I struggled to take out my phone, and my vision was blood red. I could hardly see the screen clearly. I could only vaguely see that it was a message from Jiang Wang.
It just so happened that the signal came back at this time...
I felt like cursing and struggled to stand up, but I found that I couldn't control my muscles at all.
My whole body was burning with pain, and something in my body was about to burst out.
I struggled to suppress the inexplicable impulse in my body. I knew that if I couldn't suppress it anymore, I would completely turn into a bloodthirsty monster.
I persevered, even though I didn't know what I was holding on to. I knew that in my current situation, changes were inevitable, but I just wanted to hold on a little longer.
Even if it's just one more second...
My phone vibrated again. I glanced at the screen, but aside from the light it was bright, I couldn't see anything clearly. While I still had some sense, I gritted my teeth and made a decision...
I endured the pain, held the phone tightly, and then threw it away with all my strength.
In this situation, even if I find them, I'm afraid I'll only put my teammates in danger. If I really turn into a monster, at least I'll do it in a place where there's no one. I don't want others to see me in a monster state, so it's better to just leave it like this...
The faint light of the mobile phone screen was on not far from me. After a while, the light went out along with the last bit of hope in my heart.
My mind was in a mess. I didn't know where a series of teeth-grinding crunching sounds came from. It seemed as if something was twisting my body structure inside my body. Then I realized with surprise that the sound was actually coming from my bones.
I suddenly felt extremely regretful and wanted to find my phone again to contact my teammates and ask for help. I looked up in the direction where I threw the phone, but there was nothing but thick fog.
Fear enveloped me. I wanted to shout, but my mouth was out of control. I heard some strange sounds coming out of my throat, but my body seemed to be controlled by an invisible force and I couldn't move.
My consciousness became increasingly blurred, but a voice in my heart gradually became clearer:
I don't want to become a monster...
I fought against the chaotic and bizarre images in my mind.
Can't……
At least hold on a little longer...
I've been holding on for so long, how could I die at this moment...
I can’t accept it, I really can’t accept it!!!
I opened my mouth again to call for help, but all I could come out was a series of hoarse moans.
…
In a daze, I heard footsteps approaching me from far away.
Is it a monster? Or is it someone who came to save me?
I looked up and saw a blurry figure squatting in front of me.
"Does it hurt?" the man asked me.
I couldn't tell whether it was a man's or a woman's voice, but it sounded strangely familiar.
I opened my mouth and a monster-like groan escaped from my throat.
"How pitiful...but I can save you."
“Huh…huh…”
I reached out and grabbed the man's ankle. A pair of slightly cool hands touched my face and wiped away my tears.
"Don't worry, God will save you." The man chuckled, then touched the top of my head with his slightly cool hand, as if to comfort me.
Those hands were very gentle, and they dispelled some of the fear in my heart, but for some reason, the throbbing pain deep in my mind made me subconsciously reject this person's hands.
I tilted my head, trying to avoid the hand that reached out to my head.
The man paused, his voice filled with suppressed anger and a hint of coldness as he spoke:
"You carry something blasphemous about you, don't you?"
The next second, the man chuckled again:
"So that's what it is... I should have gotten rid of that troublesome guy from the beginning."
"But it doesn't matter. It will be the same if we deal with him later."
As he spoke, the man picked me up, pulled off the Miao Dao on my back and threw it away, then the man's hand covered my forehead again.
As that person moved, I felt as if my brain was being chiseled by something sharp, and something was being erased from my mind, being eaten alive, and being pulled out forcibly.
Amidst the ringing in my ears, I heard someone whispering. The voice was filled with suppressed madness and kept echoing in my head - I couldn't find a moment of peace.
Then all sounds and thoughts return to nothingness.
Only one voice remained, repeating:
“The Lord alone is supreme, the Lord alone is exalted.”
“Almighty and all-loving, most holy and pure God.”
I subconsciously wanted to drive it away, but the voice, with a sense of compassion, kept lingering in my mind... I had to listen.
Only the Lord is supreme, only the Lord is exalted.
The almighty and all-loving, most holy and pure true God.
"Almighty...all-loving...most holy...most holy...true God..." I heard my own voice repeating those words hoarsely.
After saying this, the pain seemed to have really eased a lot. The long-lost peace made me feel comfortable, and even the last thought of struggling disappeared.
It seems that the world was originally a chaotic darkness, and now it will return to silence.
I closed my eyes and let myself fall into the endless darkness...
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