I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

"Dead, all dead! Why are there so many monsters... What is this!?"

The man waved his hands like crazy, hysterically trying to get rid of the hallucinations in his mind.

But it was in vain.

Shinoda's mouth opened slightly in surprise. She could notice that the silk thread on the man's chest in front of her was almost no longer red, but almost dyed black.

She suddenly looked up at the sky corroded by dark red rust.

I don't know when, the golden light no longer illuminates this land. It is obviously the morning when the sun is rising, but the sky is as dim as a burning cloud that is about to end.

Dark clouds gradually gathered, blocking the sunlight, leaving only the dark red world illuminated by the lines under the clouds.

It's like the end is coming.

Rentaro opened his eyes, and the strong smell of blood penetrated his nose.

Looking up, it was a burning hell.

This is where?

The moment this question popped up in his mind, he felt a splitting pain, causing Rentaro to raise his hand to cover his forehead.

Hard, ferrous, and metallic, Rentaro squinted his eyes and removed the hand covering his forehead. The sticky feeling made him feel uncomfortable.

In front of him was a black alloy prosthetic leg, which had been soaked in dry blood and dyed black and red.

The coagulated blood clots crunched and rubbed in the gaps of the prosthetic limbs as he moved his palms, making a tooth-piercing sound.

"This is...blood..."

His senses gradually recovered, and the warm and soft touch came from underneath his body. What caught Rentaro's eyes was a girl whose entire chest had been penetrated, staring at his face with dull dark red pupils.

The girl's two arms were gone, instead they had proliferated gastrulated tentacles, which had lost their activity and lay limply scattered on the ground, and Rentaro found himself riding on the girl's body.

The prosthetic right hand covered with blood clots and broken flesh was the one she had just pulled out from her chest.

"What is this?! Ahhhhhh!!!!"

"Soldier 07!"

There was a roar from the side. Although it was not a name but a code name, Rentaro knew clearly that it was calling him.

Looking for a sound, a figure wearing a special black combat uniform walked towards him from purgatory. His body was splashed with colorful blood, dripping downwards.

"Get up and keep fighting."

He walked over to a bunch of loaded magazines with flashing blue light, picked them up from the ground, and handed them to Rentaro's hands.

The metal alloy mechanical prostheses on Rentaro's arms and right legs bounced off the baffle, and he squirted.

The ejector cartridge case popped out of the high-heat airflow.

"Fight...? What are we fighting against?!"

"All the failed experiments will be destroyed. No one will be left alive."

Seeing Rentaro staying where he was, the soldier snatched back the magazine in Rentaro's hand and inserted the cartridge into the prosthetic leg for him.

The crisp sound of loading the gun came, and the UI that lit up in front of him made Rentaro blink...

Right arm: 10/10 (reloaded!)

Right foot: 15/15 (reloaded!)

Then the highlighted red mark marked the appearance of the enemy for Rentaro. His field of view zoomed in with the sound of the camera. The moment he saw the face called the "enemy" clearly, Rentaro felt the name "Enemy" in his mind. The rational nerve was severely torn apart by the collapse of the ground.

The body began to lose control of his current consciousness and stood up from the ground.

The right foot made of alloy crushed the bloody head of the girl under his feet like a water balloon, splattering radiating blood under his feet.

"No...no! Stop! Stop!"

[Tendou style combat technique, type 2 eleven]

[Yinzen·Weeping·Full-bullet firing-UNLIMITED BURST-]

The jet port of his right foot emitted a dazzling blue light, and Rentaro's body moved without authorization, attacking the "monsters" walking out of the flames in front of him without mercy, launching an attack powerful enough to kill them in an instant.

boom! !

"How many lives have been wrapped around your hands in the past three years? Have you counted them?"

"No one can escape cause and effect."

Unknown voices echoed around, and Rentaro stared blankly at everything that was going on in this body that was constantly killing people.

Feeling numb inside, followed by tingling.

What does this feel like?

.......

The star in Cheng Mo's hand has gradually turned into dark red, with only a few golden rays left like stars twinkling in the night, lighting up this desperate world.

The ultimate intention of the sword was poured into the blade. Cheng Mo's eyes seemed to be burning with fire from hell, emitting a scarlet light that was difficult to look directly at. The pitch-black tip of the sword was aimed at the dark red stars.

Then he let go of the hand holding the dark red star, and the sphere broke away from the shackles of gravity and floated in mid-air.

Use the weapon in your hand to activate the law, and kill everything in a single thought.

ask--

What was killed?

Cheng Mo's withered hand returned to its original state as the black scab carbonized by high temperature fell off, and he clenched the handle of the knife.

"Evil means beheaded," he said word by word.

...

At this moment everything stops on the blade.

The long knife in his hand suddenly passed over the dark red star, and an overwhelming sound of shattering came from the space he cut through. The cracked void overflowed with an overwhelming sound.

The nameless sword that kills with one strike——

...

This sword cuts off all evil consequences and penetrates the stars!

Chapter 108: Dust to dust, dust to dust

Wherever you can see, the dark red sky gradually dissolves, the tight lines of cause and effect break one after another, and judgment comes...

Together with the sky, the people standing on the earth looking up at the broken sky had different expressions. They were either relieved, unwilling, crazy, or desperate and turned into dust together with the scattered dark red light rain.

The ashes of the liquidated people were carried by invisible forces and gathered into winds of dust, rushing towards the same place.

In the depths of the uninhabited jungle, Hiruzi Yingyin, who was covered in wounds, leaned against a tree and took off the broken metal mask on his face. Kohina lay whiningly on his blood-soaked waist and kept calling him. .

"Dad...Dad...!" The girl's voice trembled painfully.

Yingyin caressed Kohina's soft hair, her amber eyes stared at the dark red thread falling from the sky and connecting herself and Kohina, and she already understood that the judgment for the two of them had come.

"He really did it, he's so strong... In this case, there will be no meaning for our existence in this world."

These hands are also stained with too many sins.

"Hina-chan..."

The girl raised her head and stared at the face with white hair. He smiled kindly to herself.

"Follow me and become like this...will you blame me?"

Kohina didn't answer, she just walked up to him, hugged Yingyin's neck forcefully, and gently pressed her face against Yingyin's face.

Finally, without the barrier of the mask, his father's face was no longer so cold.

She gently rubbed his face, feeling a rough touch on it.

"Dad...I have always loved you deeply..."

"Really...I'm sorry, my daughter..."

Disintegrated threads spread from the chests of the two people embracing each other.

"Hallelujah."

The flesh turned into ashes and floated into the air with the words. In the silence, only the broken sword stuck in the soil and two modified pistols in black and white lay silently on the ground.

There are two sentences engraved on each of the guns -

Give him a dignified life and a martyr's death.

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In the Tokyo Regional Combat Command, Sheng Tianzi looked around in horror at the people who suddenly turned into dust and wanted to reach out to catch them, but found that it was all in vain.

"What happened! Who can tell me what happened..."

"——Lord Holy Emperor."

The girl's eyes suddenly widened and her body trembled slightly.

She looked back in disbelief, and saw the old man kneeling on one knee lowering his proud head towards her.

"Kiku no Cheng..."

"I have never regretted it."

The serious and calm gaze of Tendo Kikunochori gradually melted and softened. He looked again at the young girl he had been assisting and said, "But now that I think about it, did I do something wrong before?"

"In the days without me...after this, please must lead..."

The dark red thread that spread to Kikunocheng's chest completely disintegrated at this moment, spreading outward along his chest, like the ashes of burning. The old man who was kneeling on the ground suddenly lost his support and disappeared with a flutter.

The last words could not be conveyed completely. The old man who had been with him for a long time just disappeared in front of him, drifting through the walls and thick glass windows, blending together with the dust and wind that gathered into the sky, no longer distinguishable from each other. .

Different from the dark red silk thread, the golden silk thread fluttered in the air, gradually shortened, and disappeared into the girl's chest.

The command room became quiet. Only half of the people who had been sitting here were left, and the beeping sound from the unmanned console became the only sound here.

The girl witnessed everything and fell to her knees weakly, letting her tears hit the ground through the cold air.

Pa ta... pa ta...

"How much more do we have to lose before it's enough...?"

The same thing is happening here all over the world right now.

Those who survived panicked and tried to catch their companions, friends or relatives who were scattered around them.

They cried in pain and screamed incomprehension, waving desperately, and finally could only hug themselves tightly.

Shinoda threw himself into Igarashi's arms with all his strength and hugged him tightly. During the brief moment of his death, he almost greedily breathed in his breath and felt the gradually cooling temperature of his body. .

The people around him were turning into ashes and drifting towards the sky. Shinoda obviously already knew what would happen to people whose chests were connected by dark red threads.

"Why...."

"Shinoda, look at me."

Igarashi smiled bitterly. He no longer paid attention to the other end that slowly disintegrated along the end of the thread. He only stared at Shinoda in front of him, her shadow reflected in his eyes.

"I'm sorry... Although it's a bit willful to say this at this time, but can you give me an answer, right now."

As a "sinner" who has always been burdened with endless self-blame and regret and wants to make up for her mistakes, Shinoda has no intention of accepting other people's feelings for the next ten years.

She is afraid that what she has done is not good enough, she does not think she deserves her own happiness, and she is afraid that all the pain will be forgotten in love.

She couldn't accept forgetting even for a brief moment.

Taking a closer look, Igarashi, who has worked in the same department as him for so long, has excellent abilities and character. He is a helpful and competent doctor.

But it seems that he has never chosen to be promoted or transferred out of Shinoda's department. Even though his various academic papers have won important awards, he has not chosen to leave this small department.

He just stayed by Shinoda's side silently, helping her support and bear all kinds of trivial matters and pressure, but never expressed his feelings.

People say that Dr. Igarashi seems to be interested in Dr. Shinoda. Otherwise, why would he, a young and promising man, have been refusing promotions and transfers from his superior departments?

At that time, he just smiled faintly at his colleagues' comments and did not answer.