Cyber ​​Fantasy: Dragon Elves and Mortals

The fierce battle has lasted for more than four hours.

Not eating, not drinking...not even stopping moving and talking.

Xia and Bingshui's voices had already become mute.

But the two girls did not complain or sigh - they faithfully recorded this war that had been separated for more than a hundred years.

The number of people receiving the call has grown from the initial 10,000+ people to an outrageous number of more than 400 million...and it was already after midnight, and this number was still growing rapidly.

Everyone, on all platforms, is discussing this war.

Although there were a few voices saying "I feel like there's something wrong with my clock" that kept popping up in the middle, they were quickly drowned out by voices discussing this live broadcast of the first war in more than a hundred years.

The initial bombing and interception,

Then hundreds of missiles were bombarded back and forth,

At the back, the angels locked their target and came down to wash the ground like a massacre.

And as they approached the ground, more than a thousand psykers counterattacked in an orderly manner...

In the end - escape.

Legions of thousands of illegal psykers can spread across dozens of streets.

At the end, there were so many people everywhere that it reminded me of a flooded ant nest.

But they were eventually defeated and defeated by these seven angels.

——That is an extremely real "corpse".

Countless people were ignited, torn apart, nailed to the ground, and blown to pieces by the sacred and sublime radiance.

——It is an extremely fantastic "psionic power".

All kinds of unimaginable powers can even bring all kinds of trouble to angels.In fact, these seven angels had already suffered more than thirty rounds of fatal injuries...but every time they rescued their comrades, and after a simple rest, they returned to the battlefield in perfect condition.

If you can't defeat all the angels at once, or separate them.Even if there are only seven angels, they are a terrifying army that is difficult to shake.

People have deleted all their comments attacking the angels and denied that they had ever said anything unkind to these "heroes".

Seeing the massive defeat in Xiacheng District, people's voices became louder and louder.

The barrages alone have been distributed to a hundred thousand rooms... However, the barrages in each room are still densely packed, almost completely covering the screen.

"That is to say, is the criminal organization in Xiacheng District really going to end this time?"

"I feel like I'm serious this time..."

"If you don't broadcast live, you won't play seriously, right?"

"The execution department is such a waste."

But some people also feel fear:

“Who are the angels demonstrating against?”

"Does this mean that the church is trying to control the company?"

"Can the Executive Department fight against these angels?"

"You don't have to fight like this in the city, right?"

Xia and Bingshui had long since lost the energy to choose barrage answers.

Their eyes were already bloodshot as they kept staring at the battle scene that was like light pollution.

But at this moment, a group of defeated deserters discovered them.

There were not many of them, only five or six of them.

But the audience has just seen how terrifying these psykers armed with ferocious weapons really are.

The barrage suddenly turned into a dense barrage of "Run away", "Don't look back", "Put down your device and run away", "Stop shooting".

Just from the words, you can feel the anxiety.

For a moment, Xia felt that she had indeed come here at the right time.

But at the moment when these thugs were approaching, a bright red light flashed.

At an almost invisible speed, a figure holding a sharp blade quickly passed through the crowd like a dream and cut off everyone's heads.

Turning around, he let the camera see his face clearly with a demonstrative attitude.

It is the "heroic" ultramarine.

His face was stern, showing a trace of ferocity belonging to a carnivore spirit relative, and his eyes were even slightly red with anger.

The firelight behind him reflected his power at the moment... completely different from his usual friendly and gentle attitude.

This is also the first time people have seen with their own eyes how powerful this "hero" is.

All the previous battles were just bragging in people's mouths.But it was only then that I saw it with my own eyes.

After eliminating Xia's danger, Ultramarine turned around and left without hesitation.

Only people's boasting and admiration for Ultramarine's power are left, turning into words and appearing in the live broadcast room.

After completing his alibi, Ultramarine immediately returned to the ground as a "barber".

He passed through any door of the "Deer Head Statue" and rushed to the alley where Morgan died.

But she was gone.

It wasn't that the body was taken away, but that the entire person disappeared.

There was still blood on the ground, but other than that it was all a dream.

The barber stayed at the alley for a long time.

The heavy rain that has not stopped has become much lighter, and the rain hitting his face makes him look like he is crying.

His hair and clothes were wet from the rain, and his body couldn't help but tremble due to the cold. He looked gray and embarrassed.

"...Is that the last time?"

The barber murmured under his breath.

He left from the alley like a ghost.

He walked slowly, as if possessed, walking alone in the heavy rain and neon lights in the middle of the night.

That is an "infinite reincarnation" that can only happen once.

摩根在那虚无的3分钟内，被送回到了过去……但她并没有回到正确的时间，也就是“7月30日23:57分”，而是回到了“7月31日00:00分”。

"Obviously the time on other empty islands has not changed at all. But when people are deceived, even the magic of the dream world is also deceived..."

The barber murmured: "Then what is the essence of the spell..."

And, what puzzled him the most...

Why did "Three Minutes of Nothingness" have been completed, but he and Bad Sun didn't assassinate Kamalse?

As the strongest assassin in the world, Bad Sun has almost no chance of making any mistakes when killing those crispy elves.

What's stopping me?

Or rather, what prevents bad days?

unless……

Bad Day has long been aware of the truth that time has been reset.

So in the end, instead of telling Russell to execute the plan... he moved Morgan on to the next week.

——This is indeed possible.

Morgan's source of information is Grandma Lan, and Grandma Lan has a close relationship with Bad Sun.It may have been at that point that he set his sights on the opponent, noticed the unusual behavior, and realized that Morgan could be exploited.

Is there a possibility...

That is to say, in fact, every bad day, for the sake of Russell's safety, he secretly executed the plan of "letting Morgan be used as a bait" while he waited for an opportunity to make a sneak attack.

...But, he failed every time.

Only this time, Morgan reached out to Russell before Bad Day found out.

And Bad Day wouldn't take no for an answer from Russell.

So Russell took the initiative to stand up before the crisis of being completely destroyed by Camarse...

——The plan finally succeeded, and the endless cycle finally ended.

But Russell probably wouldn't have had the courage before this extremely long day.

It was Morgan who helped him complete the psychic transference, allowing him to understand his own nature and end his long period of self-doubt and inferiority.

In the beginning, it was Morgan who saved Russell.

After that, Russell and Bad Day's plan saved Morgan again.

The letter, which Morgan himself had forgotten, increased Russell's red shift by one level.

Last week, Russell came into contact with this matter too late, so he chose to let Morgan believe in the "Godfather".

Morgan's acquaintance with the barber made Russell understand his own nature.

So in the end, he had the courage to stand up and end it all himself.

——This is a network of cause and effect formed by countless coincidences and inevitable connections.

When everyone has courage and trusts each other...only then can the almost impossible enemy be defeated.

"so good."

murmured the barber.

At some point, the rain stopped.

And he was already in tears.

The tears mixed with the rain did not make him feel sad, just sentimental.

There is only a kind of fun and relaxation.

It's like the college entrance examination is over, and I want to cry for no reason.

"I'm really a useless crybaby..."

the barber whimpered.

Subconsciously, almost instinctively, he took out a dark blue handkerchief from his pocket.

At that moment, the barber stopped.

"Let's keep a memory."

Morgan's voice whispered from his ear: "Crybabies will always need it."

He carefully wiped his tears with the handkerchief.Then he wiped the rain off his face vigorously, as if he wanted to wipe away all his facial features.

When he took the handkerchief away, the barber's face was smooth.

He literally erased his features.

When he raised his face again, Russell's face emerged as it became distorted and blurred.

He stared at the handkerchief, and a pale transparent flame ignited in his pupils.

"It's nice to still be able to find a part of you..."

Russell murmured in a low voice, his voice filled with sleepy satisfaction.

As the handkerchief gradually burned away, Russell felt his consciousness gradually fade away.

He stared down at himself, and his arms began to grow larger and smaller.

Old people's hands, children's hands, men's hands, women's hands...

He used his last rationality and trembling hands to take out the chip that Delphinium gave him and inserted it into his prosthetic body.

It took him three times before he managed to get in.

As the warmth like a sweet spring nourished his dry reason, the flame finally spread into the handkerchief.

The world in front of him suddenly shattered - turned into a sacred and solemn temple.

Only then did Russell wake up and realize what had just happened.

-He almost turned into a demon.

"...The minister saved me once."

Russell's expression was a little complicated.

He stretched out his hand and uncovered the red cloth on the latest mirror.

What was reflected in the mirror was Morgan as a girl.

She showed a gentle and helpless smile to herself in the mirror: "It's such a pity that I can't become you now."

"But there will come a time."

Morgan in the mirror responded equally gently.

"At that point, we...

“Lie down in the sunshine in a warm home.

"Feel the warmth of the sun, slowly fall asleep, and dream about him..."

The two of them murmured in unison.

It's like a girl looking in the mirror and reading a poem to her lover.

Keep repeating it, keep repeating it... until the power of the chip is exhausted.

Russell's consciousness exited the Temple of Mirrors.

It's like the dream is over.

Russell returned to his original appearance and passed out on the street full of water.