become king in cruel games

Chapter 49 Snow City (End) Flowers of the End of the World
However, a seedling covered with black lines emerged from the ground in front of the guard.It broke through the thick ground tenaciously, and wanted to drill out tenaciously. That scene always made the guards feel very familiar.

The guard's vision was blurred, and black lines began to appear on his body. He finally remembered something, and the expression on his face in the mirror became surprised.

Oh, yes, the black lines are the same as those on my body.

It turns out that all this is not the end, but the beginning of the next scene.

He is going to die, and the world has completely fallen.

thump—

thump—

The big bell on the dormant warehouse rang, it made a heavy sound, and the nine bells rang out among the ruins.

The black patterns on the bodies of the mutants broke away from the surface of the mirror in an instant, they penetrated into the ground, turned into vine-like patterns, and flowed towards the buds that broke the ground at an extremely fast speed.

The dark plant that absorbed the lines grew rapidly, and the alluring fragrance continued to float out from the black plant, and the restless zombies around it quieted down.

The black plant continued to grow, and a small bud appeared at the top of the plant.

The alluring fragrance becomes stronger and stronger, and the flowers at the top of the plant become larger and larger.

Finally, the plant rose, and huge black flowers bloomed, and the dense white stamens supported a mirror-skinned baby in a small black robe.

The giant flower gently sent the baby to the ground. The baby did not cry. He opened his mirror-like eyes, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

The baby turned into a boy, the boy turned into a mature man, and that guy grew up in an instant, and he turned into a young and handsome man.

The pitch-black robe grew larger as he grew, and finally turned white in an instant.

The man born in the flower was barefoot, and he walked towards the closed dormant cabin step by step, when a calm and deep voice came: "I can't escape this city, and you can't leave that dormant cabin forever. We all Imprisoned beings, we are all immortal."

Zhou Yuan tremblingly picked up the booklet in her arms. She saw a bunch of black vines lingering on the fingertips of the handsome man. She, who had always liked handsome men, now only felt fear:
"Are you the Snow God? Aren't you dead?"

He smiled lightly, and his voice was calm: "People are obsessed with the surface, and they always like to call me that, so I accept it frankly."

"As long as there is one survivor and as long as emotions are born, I will live forever."

"Thank you, dear child, for letting me escape from the closed dormant cabin. Now I can walk freely in the Snow City."

Snow God gently touched the surface of the dormant chamber: "My old friend who has been with me for thousands of years, it now belongs to you."

"I will create a new world. After all, the snow city where I am imprisoned cannot be so boring."

After saying that, the Snow God left with light steps. His white robe was ruffled by the breeze, and the soft fabric floated quietly.

He stopped and looked at the body of the guard quietly. This time, his voice contained no emotion, just as calm as the surface of a lake without waves.

He knelt down and touched the guard's head. He actually had a desire to tell this poor, inexperienced child.

"You think you deceived me? No, I was deceiving you from beginning to end, I was pretending."

"Poor Xuezi, you haven't understood from the beginning to the end, how can a god be flustered. I'm just waiting for you to destroy everything with your own hands, and then usher in my new life."

"From the moment you have an emotion, you have lost everything."

After the words fell, the Snow God moved forward to an unknown distance, his figure kept flashing, and he came to the periphery of the Snow Forest in just a few steps.

"Unfortunately, those two children who ruined my purple masterpiece... have long since disappeared. Forget it, my crown... just don't want it."

At this moment, Zhou Yuan in the dormant cabin thought of something, and she opened the black mobile phone tremblingly.

(End of this chapter)