Why should his best friend have to go through this?
He immediately sent out a burst of energy, trying to kill those humans: "Stop!"
But the energy failed and even the sound could not be transmitted.
He suddenly realized that he was now in a higher dimension, and higher dimensions could not invade civilizations at will. Even if they were very powerful, they would have to go through a period of time to invade. But how could he have enough time?
“Stop! Stop!”
On the other side of the river, He roared madly across the long distance, but His voice could not be transmitted.
"——Akto, you liar, the Dawn System is definitely your conspiracy!" People raised their guns: "You want to lead us into hell!"
The old man in the wheelchair looked exhausted. He no longer had the strength to stand. He just raised his finger with a very calm expression and completed the final operation of the Dawn System.
“Stop…” The higher-dimensional being in the starry sky, his voice sounded angry, yet almost pleading.
...Don't treat him like this.
He was obviously saving you...
People’s fingers are on the triggers.
The old man in the wheelchair slowly raised his head and looked at the blood-red sky.
...What is he looking at?
At this distance, nothing can be seen. Even if the higher-dimensional beings in the starry sky kept shouting, no sound could be transmitted.
He could only watch.
Just watch.
He tried to find the person he had separated from - "Noah", but "Noah" was an independent individual. He could only sense him but could not control him or make him come to save people.
“Stop…” He kept screaming: “Stop…”
—You can’t…
"What are you waiting for? Before Lin Guang comes back, kill him!"
"shot--!!"
The roars grew louder and louder, and people's anger was like a tsunami, swallowing others without any reason.
The old man just raised his head and looked at the sky.
His eyes were tired and I didn't know what he was thinking about.
There seemed to be still tiny hopes accumulated in the deep grey eyes, and no one knew what he was waiting for or what he was longing for.
A golden leaf fell on his palm, and he held it in his hand, stroking it, as if he was reminiscing about the last handshake at that time.
Then he gently closed his eyes and stroked the leaf with his palms and cheeks, as if kissing the tender life.
Wrong, incorrect, sad, disorderly.
Such a group of people——
Such a group of humans——
…
“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!”
…
——You can’t... kill my dear friend. The High Dimension One shouted hopelessly.
They opened fire without hesitation.
…
On December 31, Akto died from human artillery fire.
The overlapping shadows above the starry sky were silent for a long time, and for a moment he had the idea of destroying the world, but soon, this idea was suppressed by him.
Human beings will never repent. Even if they were to start over from primitive times, such things would happen again and again.
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