Eighty-three (Minor revision)



Eighty-three (narrated by Minor Revision)

The blonde girl had a beautiful face, like a sunflower in spring. When she suddenly looked back while walking, the joy between her curved eyebrows flowed like honey.

And when she fought a desperate battle with Weird and was covered in blood, the joy and determination in her eyes were like a burning fire, so hot that it was difficult to look directly at.

She was smiling until Senokya lay in the corner holding the knight's sword.

Beside her were her family and comrades, and outside her were her partners and classmates -

Weird would not leave alive, would not destroy other places, and no one else would be injured or killed.

As long as this was confirmed, her sacrifice and that of the Seroluo tribe would not be in vain.

But to Nopalland, all this seemed too cruel.

Because when the image was about to disappear and the glimmering gemstone emblem in the picture was broken, a brown-haired figure in combat uniform rushed in first.

The genius engineer who had no combat ability returned to the starry sky after several years and tried to catch the flower that was about to wither.

But he failed.

The bubble completely shattered in the air without leaving any trace, and even the spark did not return to the star pool, but swayed from the window on the top of the tower and flew outside.

For a while, the inside of the tree house was extremely quiet.

There was still wind passing by them, but in the end, the wind seemed a little bit biting, as if it penetrated into the blood, and entered the heart with the circulation, making the heart fall and hurt.

The video is not actually long, but more like a shadow that passes by amazingly, quickly imprinted in people's minds in the form of a flashing lantern.

As a result, they seem to be immersed in the scenes and experience a journey to other dimensions.

"The image should be stored in the gem school badge she wears." Bai Yongrong slowly exhaled, and said, "This should serve as the last message."

Feng Zhengqing, who was sitting next to her, also whispered: "These are also more history."

"Xenokya is recording her planet and her tribe. Only the last few sentences are words to her companions."

This is the result of Feng Zhengqing's observation. Although the focus of the live broadcast is on individual bubbles, if you look carefully, you can also see other image bubbles.

Some bubbles last for a very short time, basically leaving a concise message.

Some of them spoke at great length, just introducing how many delicious foods there were in their hometowns, and only added a few words for their companions at the end.

Some of them turned the whole speech into a cultural landscape film of their hometowns...

Feng Zhengqing was able to get the position of Minister of Information of Shuguang because of his multi-line information processing ability.

Therefore, he was able to analyze more information from the complex bubble images in such a short time.

Bai Yongrong was stunned: "You mean, the members of the academy are preserving the destroyed history in this way?"

"It's actually easy to understand." The old minister said leisurely, "Sometimes, the words that you can't say when you are alive can be said clearly before you die."

After all, for every member of the academy, those hometowns that were mysteriously destroyed are the knots in their hearts that are difficult to untie, and they are the rotten meat hidden under the seemingly healed wounds that hurts at the touch.

"This little girl." Xu Jingshan rubbed his throbbing eyebrows and smacked his lips in boasting, "And the Seroluo tribe, they are all good warriors."

In Xu Jingshan's mind, the figure of the monster that moved extremely fast and had extremely strong sonic interference appeared involuntarily.

He said: "If this monster is placed in an open place, it can easily kill a regular army!"

B-level? A-level? You know, the rating of the monster is also evaluated based on its lethality.

It obviously wanted to get away from the spaceship, but it was delayed by the people of the Seroluo tribe, and it didn't expect that Senokya could fight it to the death with the sonic waves, so it was completely buried in the hands of a group of tiny ants it thought.

The barrage, who were also "feeling the same pain" as the black technology, could not be as calm and self-controlled as the ministers.

At this moment, there were even more wailing and dead bodies everywhere.

[Wuwuwuwu, I just came here to watch a live broadcast of a delicious food world, why are you stabbing me...]

[In front, this garbage planet looks quite high-tech, and you can build a spaceship by picking up parts.]

[In the back, Senokya, Senokya, take me with you! (Roaring) (Twisting) (Crawling)]

[Why is there still a memory killing? (Crying)]

[Nopalland didn't see his partner's last look, and they even quarreled and broke up before that... I want to die if I put myself in his shoes.]

[How can a friend feel guilty for the rest of his life with just one sentence.]

[Don't mention it, the person in question is still standing here, it's too cruel. 】

【Wuwuwu, Senokya is an angel, the best king of the Seroro tribe! 】

【The best king!!! 】

【Am I the only one who is a little bit addicted? I feel like Nopaland has a crush on Senokya... I feel like I have witnessed a crazy awakening. 】

【Indeed, Nopaland seems to be a little bit sullen, for example, she wrote a suicide note in advance and never stopped Senokya from going to the battlefield, but she would be furious when she was injured...】

【Obviously she was powerless, but in the end she rushed faster than anyone else. 】

【It smells so good. 】

【But it's BE. 】

【Ahhhhhhh! Don't tell me this fact! 】

【My eyes are already swollen, wuwuwu. 】

Another bubble captured by the live broadcast is about to end.

People are holding their breath, thinking timidly about what other knives are coming. Let's breathe down quickly!

"This is Xin. In the E-103 plane, the water nymphs are not born by blood. They are born from water vapor and nurtured by the sun."

"So, before, I didn't have the concept of love."

In the video, the gentle girl changed into a bright pink dress.

She sat on a big pumpkin, one hand pressed down the corners of her hair that were messed up by the breeze, squinting contentedly, feeling the warmth of the sun shining on her body.

As if she heard someone calling her, she turned her head in surprise and showed a brilliant smile.

……

Outside the video, Kaxiu lowered his eyes in silence, as if waiting for a judgment.

"These trivial matters don't need to be recorded, but there is one thing that is very commemorative."

"After this mission, I will become a couple with Hetu."

"I look forward to it sincerely."

"Pop" the bubble shattered in the air, and the image disappeared with it.

[Gone? Gone? ! ]

[Ah? ]

[Excited heart and trembling hands, is this a knife? It's sugar! Blood sugar! (Groundhog screaming.jpg)]

[Oh my god, give me a chance to be a bridesmaid, okay? ]

[I couldn't sleep anyway, so I saw from the video that the details were full of knives! All knives! 】

【The only one who came back was Kaxiu, the others were gone (tired smile.jpg)】

【Now, the wedding turned into a funeral. 】

【Sister, please say more, wuwuwu, I know the story of the water nymph, but I want to know what happened next...】

【I thought I could see the truth of that incident, but it turned out to be just like this, just like this? ! You gave me some dog food and still abused me! 】

【So why is that? Why did Senokya have an ending, but Sister Xin didn't? 】

【Did they record this themselves? 】

【How unscientific, is this a fragmented record of memory? Otherwise, it would be impossible for even us to see the garbage planet. 】

【Don't talk about science here! 】

【I really want to know what Kashu and the others have experienced, why can't they even mention it...】

The bullet screen was discussing, and the next moment, countless bubbles exploded in front of their eyes.

"This is K130, from a highly mechanized planet..." The boy with blue-green eyes casually pulled his fingers out of the power socket and put on sharp gloves on his fingertips.

"Will, warrior." The man with golden beast eyes, healthy wheat skin, and well-developed chest muscles made people unable to look away. In front of him was a big sword that was almost as high as his chest, and his expression was indifferent.

"This is-there are too many names, calling it 'pigeon' is also feasible."

The young man wearing a monocle and a half-long wolf tail took out a white pigeon from his sleeve like magic.

"The regular high-level monster has already devoured the entire planet. There is no need to solve it. It is recommended to launch a star cannon to destroy it directly."

"No last words, I won this battle."

"I guess you are thinking, I sent you out, but I didn't leave myself, what a touching and sad scene it is?

Oh, this is the best escape magic for a magician. Don't worry, before I go back, help me take care of my Nozk Flash Butterfly, it only eats gold!"

"Weird tide, tui, what is that! Look at my amazing thunder talisman!"

The uncle in the magic robe grinned, holding a dozen talismans between his five fingers.

"Believe me, I killed death."

The man with excessive alienation looked at the school badge with nostalgia, drew his sword and committed suicide.

"I have always believed that the weird will be completely eliminated. I am waiting for that day."

The gem school badge fell on the blood-stained flower.

"The motto of the Central Academy of Supernatural Powers is - retreat is the abyss!"

"We never have a way out!"

Who is running around...

"Hahaha, then I am the best magician!"

When he fell, the magician with a wolf's tail still opened his arms and released the white pigeons one by one.

The white pigeons circled and circled.

Wearing the gem school badge, he slid across the mountains and rivers in an instant.

Outside the battlefield, countless people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and thousands of acres of rice fields were about to mature...

Bubbles burst one by one, and figures flashed one by one. Some of them disappeared completely before they could even be captured by the retina, while some were reluctant to leave and gave long speeches, and sang a song at the end.

One person, ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people!

Magic and talismans cooperated, swords and supernatural powers intertwined, in the waves of blood, even the weird and strange seemed thin.

They kept moving forward, charging continuously, countless weirds fell under the swords and shadows, and the waves that annihilated countless lives finally faded away!

The sound of bubbles bursting exploded in unison, like a deafening cannonball exploding in the ears, and many stars gathered into a bright galaxy and flowed back to the sky.

The dead were still smiling.

And the living were also laughing. They put their hands on their chests and sang a mysterious and obscure elegy full of blessings in unison.

"…We are heading towards that predetermined future."


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