"Bang!" Lin Guang exerted force again and threw Su Ming'an against the wall. A vertical stream of blood slid down the wall, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the wall.
Su Mingan closed his eyes tightly, a sharp pain came from the back of his head, and his back was hot and wet. He did not resist anymore, his body had lost strength, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.
The impact caused him to lose the last bit of oxygen, and his consciousness gradually became dizzy. He could only feel black spots like glass pieces flashing across his mind, like stars passing by.
In his drowsiness, he actually felt warm. He was very familiar with this feeling of death, and every time it came, it was like a moment of rest.
Too tired.
Facing off against a mentally ill lunatic like this, considering every clue, weighing every word that would not offend the other party, Luna's death made it difficult for him to smile calmly at Lin Guang.
"I shouldn't let you live... No, I want you to live, but I can't let you live..." Lin Guang's pale five fingers exerted force little by little, and his voice was almost broken.
He repeated meaningless words like a hysterical madman. He exerted so much force with his palms that he almost forgot that he was holding a dying person, not a hard stone:
"Humanity has already lost... Our struggle is meaningless..."
His body was shaking sickly, his fingers were pinched like steel, and the softness of his fingertips gradually turned cold...
Su Mingan didn't move.
His head was slightly drooped, and even his breathing disappeared.
Blood dripped stickily along Su Mingan's black hair and fell onto Lin Guang's cold palm. Lin Guang trembled with excitement, and the turbid darkness in his eyes slowly faded away. He suddenly realized that Su Mingan had not moved for a long time, and even his eyes were closed.
"Bang." Lin Guang suddenly let go of his hand as if he had been electrocuted. Su Mingan's body slid to the ground like a sack, still without any movement.
Lin Guang stared at the warm blood on the back of his hand, his eyes trembling violently.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have done something wrong again.
When he was alone, he often wondered why Lewis hated him so much. Their relationship was not so bad sixteen years ago. However, as the war progressed, the death toll increased, and everything became extremely cruel.
...He stared at Su Mingan, who was leaving a long bloody trail on the snow-white wall.
"I'm sorry." Lin Guang said.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He kept repeating, falling into extreme emotional confusion.
The cold air mixed with blood flowed into his trachea, and he gasped violently, as if an invisible hand was pinching his neck. He did not dare to fix his eyes on Su Mingan's motionless body.
He wanted to reach out his hand, but quickly pulled it back. He was extremely scared of the scene before him—Lovis was motionless and silent.
"Lovis, I, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know why I am like this, I don't want to..."
Suddenly, a shadow flashed outside the door, and a few pure black tentacles struck like long whips, and a pink-haired fox leaped through the air.
"Let go of Su Mingan ah ah ah ah——"
Like a bolt of lightning falling from the sky, the pink-haired fox was as light as a swallow, and swooshed through the mechanical army. The black tentacles around her grew wildly like waterweed, stabbing at Lin Guang layer by layer.
For a moment, Xiao Ai seemed to have returned and become the extremely powerful god in the dome.
"Bang!"
The next second, Xiao Ai became a fox cake on the wall.
Lin Guang's "source" pressed her against the wall, and her several black tentacles shattered like bubbles with a "puff" sound, without hurting Lin Guang at all.
Lin Guang frowned and kicked the ball like a shot. Xiao Ai bounced out like a ball, jumping on the ground, jumping three meters high each time, with excellent elasticity.
“Cough, cough, cough…”
And at this moment, Lin Guang finally heard Su Mingan's voice.
Su Mingan woke up from his coma and almost coughed out his internal organs. Fortunately, he was awake, otherwise he would have been strangled to death.
His fighting power is obviously enough to clear most of the dungeon, but the most difficult perfect clearance storyline always makes him connect with underworld people like Lin Guang.
He touched his neck and felt a sharp pain. The blood supply to his brain had been cut off for a long time, causing irreparable damage to his body. He also had problems breathing and swallowing.
Fourteen hours left...
He gasped and suddenly felt a pain in his neck.
He tilted his head slightly and saw a glowing white syringe inserted into the right side of his neck. Lin Guang squatted beside him, pushing the green liquid in the syringe with his fingers.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to kill you, you better not move." Lin Guang stood up: "Good night."
Su Mingan felt a numbness coming from his neck and he fell to the ground.
Lin Guang left the room with a gloomy expression.
After leaving for half a minute, he came back with a gloomy expression, pulled Su Mingan onto the bed, and left the room.
Before leaving, Lin Guang hung an extremely ugly white knot on the head of Su Mingan's bed. No one knew what it was.
“…”
Su Mingan simply couldn't understand the madman's thoughts, nor did he understand the madman's way of making friends.
As early as the moment he entered the City of God, he knew that he would be in such a dangerous situation. But the route to a perfect clearance has been advancing, so he did the right thing.
Being beaten, being shot... As long as he can keep advancing the progress bar, it doesn’t really matter what he encounters - as long as he doesn’t deviate from the route to pass the level, it is the best "encounter" for him.
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