"Assholes, assholes, I'm going to kill you, I'm definitely going to kill you!!!"
The demon rushed towards Monroe in anger.
Bang!
A powerful punch rammed into Monroe's abdomen, knocking him against the cylinder.
"puff--!"
A large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, Monroe slid off the cylinder, collapsed on the ground, and his breath weakened rapidly.
"Damn human, damn human... Don't think you'll die so easily, you damn bastard!"
The demon's eyes were red and he kept muttering.
However, before he could take further action.
Buzz, buzz...
The cylinder that had originally stopped working suddenly began to flicker, and the frequency of the flickering continued to soar at an abnormal speed.
The demon woke up instantly, cold sweat dripped down his face, and his body subconsciously retreated.
"... No way, is it going to explode? Damn it, I don't want to die here!"
He turned around and raised his foot to escape.
However--
Snap!
A pair of hands grasped his feet tightly.
"What?!"
He looked in astonishment at Monroe who was holding his right foot.
"You damn human, what are you doing? Let me go!"
He lifted his other foot and stomped it hard toward Monroe.
Monroe endured it silently and never let go of his hands.
"Damn it! Let me go, let me go!"
"Mr. Monroe!"
Another man rushed over, trying to rescue him.
“Leave me alone—!!!”
Monroe suddenly shouted.
She froze and stopped midway.
Monroe looked at him calmly, grinned and said:
"Run away... Lilith."
“… …”
boom--!!!
The extremely dazzling light drowned out everything.
"No, no—"
The demon turned into ashes along with the people who were holding him back, with a look of extreme terror on his face.
... ...
"What...is this place?"
The dark red sky, the barren land, and the strong wind blowing up the dense dust.
This world.
So strange to Hulim.
"This is Himlier."
Future Hulim replied.
"This is the world ravaged by the demon god Andusia... This is also the world you live in now, and the future you are about to enter."
call--!
A strong wind blew.
Amidst the rising dust, a group of figures vaguely appeared in sight...
“Woo, woo…”
On the barren land, in front of two newly built simple graves, a silver-haired girl was sobbing.
The young man holding the sword stood quietly by, without tears, just looking at the sky with empty eyes.
"Master Yamen, drink some water. You haven't had any water for a day."
“… …”
The boy slowly turned his head.
"Thank you, Jessica, but... I'm fine..."
Yamen did not take the water that Jessica handed over.
He turned to look at the crying girl, looked at his last relative in this world, and slowly walked over.
Come behind her.
After a few seconds of silence.
He forced a smile on his numb face and reached out to pat the girl's head gently.
"Hulim, it's okay. I'm still here... I still have you."
The girl turned around sobbing, looked at the boy with red eyes, and then hugged him.
"Brother, brother... why, what did we do wrong, why did it happen like this, why did our world become like this, why... must everyone die?"
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