Yuan Ting was stunned for a second: "...Shi Deng, what's wrong with you?"

The aura of his companion seemed to change at some point, making him feel strange for a moment.

The people outside the tent heard nothing for a long time.

The person in charge waved his hand silently, and a gold-type mutant appeared behind him. His supernatural power turned into a long sword, which cut the tent open from the bottom.

Bang!

Three figures, along with a table, were swept out.

The entire tent was torn apart in an instant, and everyone could see the scene inside clearly.

The young man in a long off-white coat had an indifferent expression on his face and was in opposition to Instructor Chi Yu. The three people who had just been knocked out were actually members of the sharp knife team.

After being caught, Yuan Ting and the other two quickly stabilized their bodies. When they came back, their relaxed expressions were gone. They said in surprise, "Shi Deng, you?!"

Shi Deng's expression was shrouded in the darkness. He paused and smiled softly, "Once I've been discovered, there's nothing left to hide."

He raised his head, and in his eyes was a mockery that Cen Le and the others had never seen before. The night wind blew the boy's cold words into everyone's ears.

"In the past two years, I watched you being fooled by me, and you still treated me like a good brother and were very open with me... It's really ridiculous. Isn't it stupid?"

As soon as the words fell, except for Cen Le and the other two who were still in a daze, the psychics around them all showed expressions of resentment.

Shi Deng didn't dare to look into Chi Yu's eyes.

The wound under the bandage was still aching due to blood loss, and just standing up made him feel dizzy and heavy.

This incident happened too suddenly, and he was with Chi Yu and them. The best way he could think of to clear their suspicion was to draw a clear line.

I hope I didn't hurt them when I did that.

The person in charge said in a cold voice: "Everyone here is from Tiangu. It's not a good idea to start a fight here when the leader Yuanguang comes here."

It seemed that he no longer had the kind attitude he had during the day.

Yuan Ting fell to the ground and stared at the boy in front of him: "Shi Deng, are you kidding me? How can you be the leader of Yuan Guang..."

All his family members died at the hands of Yuan Guang, and they vowed to eradicate Yuan Guang one day. The impact of this incident on Yuan Ting was far greater than most people could imagine.

Cen Le and Zhi Ze stood beside him.

It seemed as if everything was the same as in the previous flashbacks; he and his friends were always on opposite sides.

Shi Deng's fingers tucked into his sleeves moved, and he suddenly felt difficulty breathing. He subconsciously touched his pocket for the medicine bottle, but suddenly remembered that he had placed the medicine bottle beside the bed.

After a quick look around, he said, "Everyone, don't be impulsive. Before, Shideng was an outside member of the spearhead team and helped Tiangu a lot. Now there may be some misunderstanding. We can find a place to have a good chat first."

"What is there to talk about? If we get rid of him, Yuan Guang will not be able to deal with us in a short time. Now is a critical moment, Mr. Chi, don't hesitate."

"This guy was able to hide it from you for so long, and lied to you for so long. If they really wanted to be friends with you, why would they lie to you..."

The sound was noisy, and the time light made my ears tinnitus. When I heard it, it felt like there was a thick membrane between my ears.

The only clear sound was the sound of his own heartbeat, which hit his eardrums again and again, becoming more and more rapid. He covered his chest uncomfortably and took a half step back.

This is a sign before the onset of illness.

Cen Le's pupils shrank slightly, and she pushed away the person who was pulling her to stop her from moving, and swore a rare curse.

"Haratei, Zhize, what are you two doing standing there?!"

She quickly ran to the bedside, but found that the pills that were originally scattered on the bedside had been blown away by the strong wind just now. "Where are the pills?!"

Zhize took a deep breath and stood in front of Tokiden, "No."

The grass on the ground poked its head out, quickly found a few pills and handed them to him. He took three or two steps to the clock light, gritted his teeth and looked around.

"Can I have a glass of water, or is there a water-based esper? Even if he is the leader of Abyss, his help for such a long time is real, there must be a misunderstanding in the middle, let's talk slowly later, okay?"

Although no one knew why the Abyss Leader had suddenly become so weak, nor what medicine he was taking, this was a good opportunity to control the Time Light. The person in charge raised his hand and said, "Take him away first."

Black Thunder suddenly drew a circle around him, blocking the superpower who was about to move forward. Yuan Ting held the long sword with a cold expression: "Let's see who dares."

He tilted his head slightly, his voice slightly hoarse: "Shi Deng, I believe you, but I hope I can get an explanation after this incident."

The person in charge had a headache and looked at Chi Yu, the only person with a higher position than him.

Just as I was about to say something, I heard an incredible shout from the crowd watching and filming:

"The 'holy water' we drink is mixed with the blood of the Abyss Leader?! His blood can cure pollution?!"

There is no wall that is impenetrable. When the "holy water" entered the mouth of the polluter, it was handled by many people. Now, the news leaked out at this juncture. Along with the disclosure of Shi Deng's identity, everyone knew about it in an instant.

All the uninformed people, those with special abilities, and those who were contaminated all looked at the time lamp with different eyes.

——How could Chief Yuan Guang be so kind as to save ordinary people? I’m afraid there is some hidden secret behind that blood.

——That blood can cure pollution. Why hasn’t the superpower caught him yet? This way, more people can be saved.

——Is there really any misunderstanding here? He seems to be a very good child.

…

Shi Deng covered his ears and squatted on the ground, sweating profusely.

He could not see the protection of his companions, nor could he hear the noisier sounds around him. The world in his perception was rapidly distorting.

An indescribable feeling of strangeness and panic invaded his senses.

Holding on to a trace of clarity, he snatched the pills from Zhize's hand and stuffed them into his mouth.

It seemed as if someone was anxiously prying his hands open and feeding water into his mouth. Shi Deng felt cold all over and spilled the water. He forced himself to swallow one pill and coughed out the rest mixed with blood.

"Get lost!"

Powerful supernatural waves spread out from his body, knocking away the unsuspecting people in Yuan Ting and the supernatural user who came to give them water out of good intentions.

The boy stood up and stumbled a few steps. When he opened his eyes again, one of his eyes had turned completely a strange red. His blue and red pupils were exposed to everyone.

His eyes scanned his friends and partners.

Those were not the people he was familiar with; they were all... monsters in the guise of his friends.

Reason and madness intertwined in his mind. Tokito took a step back, despair gradually appearing in his eyes, like mist in the dark night.

Cen Le tried to slow down his voice and comfort him: "Shi Deng, don't be afraid, slow down, okay? We are here, it's okay, it's okay..."

Shi Deng shook his head slightly, raised his fingers and pointed them lightly. A long and narrow red crack flashed, and he disappeared from the spot.

In full view of the crowd, surrounded by high-level and special-level psychics, he disappeared.

Due to a slight choking, he almost instantly remembered Mr. Shi who had also disappeared in the blink of an eye. This thought flashed through his mind for a moment, but was quickly interrupted by another voice.

"He's going that way, chase him!"

The tracking technique followed the direction where the time light left, and the person in charge took the psychic to chase it, but after seeing where the time light went, he murmured in his heart.

That's clearly the direction of Fengcheng...

If Shi Deng didn't run away, why did he go to Fengcheng?

Zhize and his companions lagged behind for a few steps. After thinking for a while, he approached and whispered, "Yuan Ting, do you still remember Brother Shideng's mobile phone number from the time in the wilderness a few years ago?"

Yuan Ting: “I remember.”

He thought about it for a moment, took out his cell phone and called, and the other party answered the call just like last time.

The young man's voice was cold and low: "Hello?"

Yuan Ting hurriedly said: "Hello, hello, I am..."

He briefly explained the whole story.

Shi Ge: “I know.”

Yuan Ting: "What about you?"

Shi Ge walked to the bedroom window and touched the cool glass with his fingertips.

After a moment, he looked at the circle of white mist around his fingertips and said calmly, "Don't worry about it."

Yuan Ting was surprised and just as he was about to say something, the other party hung up the phone.

…

Shi Ge picked up the mirror on the table.

In the mirror, the young man appeared in front of the east gate of Fengcheng. The gate was locked. He seemed to hesitate, but finally reached out and pushed it.

The city gate opened easily.

A squeak.

The cold wind blew into the boy's white coat, ripping the corners of his coat.

He walked into the city.

Shi Ge sighed softly.

"You have chosen to go in, Shi Deng. After you have walked this path, will you still stick to your choice?"

The young man asked in a low voice.

Through the mirror, he was asking himself, but also not himself.

…

Dozens of thick chains appeared in the sky of Fengcheng, surrounding Fengcheng. All the psychics who rushed over were blocked and unable to enter.

The people with special abilities in Fengcheng were also searched out by chains and thrown out as soon as possible.

The entire Fengcheng is like a cage entangled by chains at this moment.

Hundreds of psychics looked down through the chains and saw the young man who walked into the city walking forward like an ordinary person, and very slowly.

Perhaps the drug had some effect. The clock was now at some strange junction, as if it was standing on the boundary between confusion and clarity, reality and illusion.

Everything around him was distorted and detached, becoming bizarre and mysterious in his eyes, as if it were a ghost cave.

Why open this gate?

Why throw everyone else out?

He didn’t know…

He seemed to be looking for an answer.

He reset his life twelve times, but he never carefully asked himself the answer.

Now in this city, there are only him, the polluted, and some normal people.

As the time went by, more and more psychics were blocked from the sky, and the city became quiet. Some lights were turned off, as if they were afraid of his coming.

Fengcheng is very large and has only two city gates. It takes a normal person a whole day to walk from the east gate to the west gate.

He walked alone for two hours, like a white ghost wandering in a ghost town.

Gradually, many people in the city came out to see what was happening. Most of them were mildly or moderately polluted people who had not been discovered by the patrol team.

There are also some normal people.

They whispered to each other, saying:

'This man is the leader of Abyss, and he is a bad guy.'

'Ah, will he hurt us?'

'Why do you say he is a bad person? I have never heard of him doing anything bad.'

"Silly, how could there be any good people in Yuan Guang? But I heard that when he was outside, his blood was mixed with water, which seemed to remove the pollution..."

'Is this true?'

'It's a bad thing, but his blood is good.'

"Then if we drink his blood, then we are doing a good deed."

'But what if he kills us? How can we drink? It's so sad...'

yes.

How can I drink it?

Blood.

No.

They are just doing their part to get rid of the bad guys.

Many eyes hidden in the dark, some just, some greedy, some hesitant, some cold, some calculating, some fearful...all turned to the young leader who seemed defenseless.

Finally, someone couldn't help it and threw a stone, hitting the boy on the forehead.

The corners of the stone were stained with blood, which rolled to the side and was quickly snatched away by someone. The person protected the blood with great care, wishing he could swallow the whole stone.

The bright red blood flowed down along his brow bone. The boy's eyelashes trembled, and blood dripped down like tears, falling to the ground.

The first touch of bright color appeared on the belt.

He did not stop and continued walking forward at the same speed.

Seeing that Shideng didn't react, the people around him gradually grew braver. After the first one, there was the second one. They didn't dare to step forward, so they figured out ways to hurt people.

There have been various punishments throughout the dynasties, and humans have never lacked talent in this area.

They repeatedly threw sharp weapons, creating wounds one after another, and greedily collected the blood on the weapons and dripping on the ground.

This road was clean when we came here, but now it has turned into a bloody road in just a few hours.

The clothes on Shi Deng were stained a little bit, and finally the original color could not be seen, it was as dark red as blood.

When the light of dawn appeared in the east, the blood in his body seemed to have dried up, and the boy looked up at the sky. There was no light in his eyes, and they were as quiet as a pool of stagnant water without any ripples.

He swayed a bit.

Yuan Ting, who was blocked outside the chains, had red eyes. He pulled the chains again and again and shouted, "Shi Deng! Come out! I'm not in Tiangu anymore. I'm taking you away! You will die, you know? They will kill you, Shi Deng..."

Cen Le cried for an unknown amount of time. Her fingers were bleeding from the vibration of the chain, but she was still trying to get in and pull out the man who she thought was her brother.

Zhi Ze looked at the ugly appearance of those people below, and the so-called belief in protection that he held on to in his heart suddenly began to cool. Even though he knew that many of those people were polluted, there were still normal people, right?

Shi Deng did not do anything to harm them.

...But why was there no one who stepped forward to stop it?

Is this the thing he fought countless times against alien beasts and protected with his life?

Through the chain, he could clearly see the ugly faces of those who drank the time-lamp blood, and a sudden surge of disgust rose in his heart.

I don't know why he was silent.

Most of the young psychics who were blocked outside the chain were very silent.

Perhaps they all know the evil of human nature and have seen the greed and madness of those who have been polluted. They would tell themselves that it is all because of pollution.

But now.

There is no normal person who would not feel chilled when seeing this scene.

If I put myself in their shoes, if they were the lights now, they would probably have lost control and wanted to kill people.

If Shi Deng killed these people, they would ask themselves if it was not completely unacceptable and they might even be able to understand it.

In the city, someone had scattered nails on the road where the lamp was going to pass.

"What is that?"

A person with superpowers cursed softly.

…

The clock is still moving forward.

The blood is lost, and more evil thoughts are brought back.

In the heart, the chained black mist expanded. The thoughts that had been suppressed or ignored became a whip that repeatedly tortured him:

Why save these people?

Who is he saving?

For this world he loves?

When they came back from City F that day, it was snowing heavily. He and his friends stood on the roof of the RV, talking about dreams and the future to the wilderness, shouting to their heart's content, and in the distance they could see the lights of other people's houses.

At that time, he said that he liked this world.

Does he really like it?

The scenery in front of Shideng's eyes had lost its color. The road beneath his feet and the surroundings were all different shades of red. Only those 'people' were distorted and crooked black.

Like the shadowy ghosts in hell.

At first, he was just a small member of the Abyss who was struggling on the brink of life and death, racking his brains every day to think about how to survive.

He learned how to kill at a very young age. He was ruthless and calculating. He was just a weak and pitiful creature without any innocence.

Why didn't anyone come to protect him at that time?

Oh, yes, Uncle Fu.

But Uncle Fu has now become extremely old because of him.

Then can he also blame and insult those righteous people for not saving him when he was a child?

This world is so unfair...

Since when did he, Shi Deng, turn into such a "holy father" figure that he hated so much? What is he doing now? Cutting flesh to feed the eagle? Repaying evil with kindness?

That's ridiculous.

He seemed to have lost the meaning of persisting.

I don’t know what the scene was like when the city was completely massacred.

The amount of blood that flowed out must be much more than the amount on his body.

The young man had a blank expression on his face, and a sinister aura slowly enveloped him. The fluctuations on the time chain became increasingly erratic, and the evil thoughts that he constantly absorbed filled his body.

He was just one step away from the abyss.

The sun rose to noon, then slowly set in the west, the sky gradually darkened, and the sunset began to appear. From the time the lights entered the city, half a night and one day had passed.

The repressive aura on Shi Deng's body became more and more obvious, and the lingering black mist almost became solid. The middle section of the road he walked on had the most blood.

By now, he couldn't bleed much anymore and was only able to survive by relying on his supernatural powers.

In front of him was the west gate, which was wide open. In less than a hundred meters, he would be able to get out.

The last section of the road was covered with sharp glass fragments, which reflected warm, crystal-clear light under the setting sun, making it particularly beautiful.

The light stopped for the first time.

There stood a child in front of him.

The child looked confused. He was not a polluter. He seemed to have confirmed that the light would not harm others. He hesitated for a long time before coming up. "Hello, then..."

There was nothing in the boy's eyes. After focusing for a long time, he could vaguely see the shadow of the child.

He lowered his head and opened his mouth, only to utter a soft breath: "...What are you doing?"

After realizing that his question was stupid, the boy asked, "You want blood? But I don't have much left."

The child was stunned for a moment, then shook his head rapidly.

The clock paused and said, "That's right, it's almost evening now, is it time for you to cook?"

"Where's your knife?"

The child took a step back in fear and swallowed: "I don't have a knife..."

"No knife?" Shi Deng said calmly, but there was undisguised malicious speculation in his eyes, "Without a knife, how can you cut my flesh? There's no blood, isn't it time to cut my flesh?"

"Oh, there are also bones. We can make soup to replenish our body."

The child was so frightened that he burst into tears, threw something at him, and ran away.

The thing fell gently to the ground, bounced, and rolled to the front.

Shi Deng covered his face for a long time, then suddenly laughed softly.

There was no sound at first, but it gradually became louder and everyone's heart was gripped.

The laughter stopped at some point.

Without warning, the hour lamp fell forward and hit the broken glass in front of it.

Outside the chains of the sky, someone called his name.

"Tokyo Light——!!"

The young man didn't know whether he heard it or not. He rested his head on his arms and watched the blood seeping out from under the glass again. He was so tired and didn't want to move anymore.

The broken glass reflected the light of the sunset, and laid on the blood, it seemed to have turned into an exceptionally magnificent and enchanting beauty.

His blurry vision fell on the thing the kid threw at him.

After looking at it for a while, he saw clearly that there was a pig head painted on the small ball, but he didn't know what it was. He became curious, reached out his hand, took it and looked at it.

Locked out.

From the very beginning, Chi Yu felt as if his heart was blocked by a ball of cotton. He tried every way to break through the blockade, but he could not get in.

This seemingly young child actually possesses such powerful abilities.

Cen Le, who was always paying attention to the time light, said in a hoarse voice: "The time light is moving..."

From the moment he fell to the ground, they didn't even dare to breathe, and almost everyone thought, "Is Shi Deng going to die?"

However, the supernatural chain that was holding them back showed no signs of dissipating.

The boy who had just fallen to the ground moved again. He seemed to try to stand up, but failed.

Shi Deng whispered something and began to crawl forward little by little.

Very slow.

He really has no strength left.

I have no strength left.

The psychics who were trapped outside were all watching his extremely slow movements in silence. They didn't know why the city was locked up and they had to endure this self-torture for a day and a half.

But there is no denying that they... hope he can get out of this city.

The moment the boy climbed out of the city gate, the sunset was at its most gorgeous.

In the distance, with the light behind him, a handsome figure appeared. It seemed very far away, but it came closer in the blink of an eye. Shi Ge stopped in front of the boy, and his shadow was projected by the setting sun onto his past self.

The boy didn't move. His coat was already stained with blood. His breathing was very weak. He only moved his lips: "Brother Shi?"

He seemed to always be able to sense Shi Ge's presence at the first possible moment, no matter where he was, even if he had just crawled out of a 'den of ghosts'.

The young man half squatted down, and scanned the injuries on the boy's body one by one. A gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and then he replied in a low voice: "Yeah."

He held out his hand: "Shi Deng, will you come with me?"

Give up.

The boy raised his head and after a moment, stretched out his hand.

One was covered with scars, and the other had distinct joints.

Then gently move away.

Shi Ge was slightly stunned.

The young man grasped the illusory warm light of the setting sun and smiled: "Brother Shi, the sunset is so beautiful today."

His future was within reach, but he didn't grasp it.