Chapter 100 Your Crimes Are Unforgivable
Time passes slowly in the last days.
Qianzhi purified all the black mist from the sentinels' bodies, and did not wait for the end of the illusion to cause any movement from the "door" opening.
They all seemed to realize something, but they were silent and tacitly agreed not to mention it.
With Qianzhi's ability, infected people will no longer turn into zombies, so the zombie horde is decreasing day by day.
Even the gloomy haze in the sky began to clear up with her appearance.
Until they received instructions from the base command center.
All guards are required to participate in the cleanup of the zombies remaining around the base.
But Qianzhi knew very well.
This was not an ordinary cleanup, but a long-planned killing.
"-Why are you so depressed?" Xiweier bent down, pinched Qianzhi's little face, and poked her upturned nose.
"Maybe after completing this mission, we can return to the real world." He smiled, his handsome eyebrows curved, as if all the troubles no longer existed in front of him.
Qianzhi stared at Xiweier and pinched his fingers: "I will definitely go back." She said softly.
No matter what happened, she would definitely let them go back this time.
Peach blossom eyes were dyed with a beautiful crimson because of Qianzhi's gaze, warm and gentle.
"Qianqian," the handsome young man smiled, "Don't look at me like that. It will make me love you more."
Ian finally made a "tsk" sound that was unbecoming of his status.
"Syvil, go back to Qianzhi." His veiny hands gripped the scabbard, making it creak. "It's not safe around us right now."
"And." Ian pursed his lips, and his tall body standing behind Qianzhi completely covered the girl's shadow.
His voice was soft, but the stubbornness and paranoia in his words could not be suppressed: "When it comes to love, mine will only be more than yours."
But he was not Sylvie, and he would not pour out all these heavy emotions that almost drove him crazy.
Ming released a snake shadow, then frowned and looked around.
Sima Ming's sensitive five senses were warning him that it was very dangerous here.
Ender the little rabbit raised his ears high and listened vigilantly to his surroundings.
Due to Rabbit's fragile mental strength, he just woke up a few days ago.
The advancing team stopped for a few seconds in front of a huge black forest.
There was a sharp pain on the forehead and Qianzhi closed his eyes.
She had been here but she couldn't remember what happened after that.
There are indeed a lot of zombies inside.
Because the black fog and miasma here are extremely dense, they can slow down the decay of the zombies.
After destroying a large number of rotting human bodies, they gradually walked deeper into the forest.
There was a large open space, and a little moonlight shone over it.
On one machine.
Atop its iron-brown body was a lancet, gleaming with a cold light. Beneath it sat a transparent glass cylinder. The bottom and inner walls of the cylinder were covered with electronic drills of varying sizes, injection needles, and a specialized needle pump for drawing blood from the human body.
It's like a human blender that can cut a whole person into countless pieces, extract his bone marrow, blood and all other precious things, and then crush the rest.
"We're here." The leading guard captain suddenly whispered.
His honest and loyal face suddenly turned around, and his enlarged black pupils stared at Qianzhi.
All the guards around him raised their guns and pointed them at Chie and her sentries.
"Humanity's crisis will end today," the captain pointed a trembling finger at Qianzhi, his expression wildly excited. "We must defeat the demon that brought this evil upon us and her subordinates, and restore the future of humanity to a brighter future!"
The fanatical voice echoed in the deep forest, and hit Qianzhi's forehead with cold pain.
She stumbled, fragmented images appearing in her mind.
Blood, wailing, pleading, and the faces of the dead.
Yes, she had encountered the same thing before.
"Qianqian?" Xiweier supported Qianzhi and saw that she closed her eyes in pain, with cold sweat streaming down her forehead.
He hugged Qianzhi tightly, his eyes flashing with cruelty: "Hey, you have three seconds before I chop off your hand. Also, who are you calling a demon and a subordinate?"
Wings gleaming with icy light spread out from behind him, and a cold and murderous aura emanated from his peach blossom eyes.
"My Qianqian, she is an angel." He flapped his wings, and the fierce wind turned into an ice blade and flew out, instantly cutting off the captain's entire raised arm.
As the captain screamed, Sylvie rubbed the girl's soft head.
"And I am willing to fall into the devil for the sake of an angel."
Ian took a step forward gloomily, blocking Qianzhi.
If he guessed correctly, this inhumane machine was prepared for Qianzhi.
As for why they were brought here.
Not only does it allow them to kill the largest group of zombies in the apocalypse, but they can also get rid of them more quietly.
Even though it was an illusion, they spent some time with the guards, but these cold-blooded people still regarded Qianzhi and them as useful tools, wanting to squeeze out every last bit of value from them.
Ian's waist was hugged by Qianzhi from behind, and her whole body was trembling.
The wetness seeped into Ian's back, causing his heart to shatter into pieces with the pain of her warm tears.
"Stand here, Ian, don't leave me." The girl's voice behind him was weak and a little choked.
She couldn't lose them again.
She remembered what happened in the dark forest.
Ian, Sylvie, even Ming, they were all dead.
In the end of the world, the people in the Senate betrayed them.
Because of her power, and because they were so close to her.
A force that is too powerful will become a target of covetousness and attack.
The complex and twisted human heart will distort the truth, distort kindness, and covet power.
The kindness and help she had shown to mankind were misinterpreted by people and misled by malicious intent. She was regarded as the instigator of the apocalypse and was distorted into the culprit who spread the virus that would kill everyone.
The people in the Senate and the headquarters secretly planned to get rid of her and seize her power.
But she naively thought at that time that she would lead mankind out of the apocalypse.
Until the end.
Her sentinels were ambushed by the guards, strangled by the Senate's poison, and some rushed to protect her and died in front of her.
Those smiling faces, stained with blood when they died, disappeared from her sight like withered flowers and melting snow.
The pain of being torn apart, the anger of betrayal, and the disappointment in humanity almost made her lose her mind in the dark forest.
So she buried this memory and never wanted to think about it again.
They are painful and filled with the venom of resentment towards humans.
Sylvie felt his shoulders tighten as vines bound him to the spot.
The fluffy black hair of the girl in his arms floated in the wind, slowly transforming into countless vines extending in all directions.
Those emerald eyes no longer rippled like soft, moist lake water, but instead ignited with blazing flames that burned everything and scattered rubble.
"You," a black mist drifted out of her mental image and spread over her slender neck. She stared at the group of guards, "your crimes are unforgivable."
Chapter 100, let’s commemorate it hehe
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