Apocalyptic Game

"It won't help if we go, so strong! What can we do even if we go?"

"That's not okay! The big demon is messing up! How can I abandon those people?" Wu Yan carried Wang Luoxuan on his back, and rushed towards the town.

"Then you must at least put me down! I don't want to die!"

"The two of us are the last wizards in this town. If we don’t go, who can save them? Even if we know that the enemy is invincible, we still have to use our lives to win some hope for those who want to live. If you die for this, you can also go to the Western Paradise." Wu Yan's eyes were very firm. This look of Wu Yan made Wang Luoxuan think of someone...

"I don't want to go to the Western Paradise. But this way of you reminds me of a person, a girl, who, like you, wants to save everyone. It's just... idiot..."

"This is not an idiot! You bastard! It is because of those people that you can see a little light in the dark! Only those people, no matter where they are or what strength they have, will never change their original intentions! Only that This kind of talent respects every insignificant life! Unlike some people who are born with ants, they will trample all their former ant companions to death when they grow up to be elephants, or they may ignore them and only pay attention to their selfish generation! Such girls are not allowed. You must cherish the many good girls!" Wu Yan smiled slightly. He has been doing good deeds all the time. Even though everything is so trivial to this world, Wu Yan never gave up or flinched. Even if one day he knew that he might die in an unknown corner, no one would remember him.

When facing the horrible demon spirit that enveloped the entire town, Wu Yan felt fear, but he still didn't want to take a step back.

"But, I might be the kind of selfish person!"

"Although you are a little weird, I believe that you are not the kind of selfish person! After all, the selfish person is honourable, but you are not that kind of person. I saw you fighting to the death! But you didn't hurt an innocent person. Human life, I know you just want to survive!"

"You just want to survive? It's true...you really see through it. But can we survive this time?"

"I don't know...but I don't regret..." At this point, Wu Yan stopped, and put Wang Luoxuan to the side of the closed shop door.

"Wuyan..."

"Wang Luoxuan...think about it this way I rarely call your name, but now when I decide to say goodbye, I'll call you a few last. Wang Luoxuan, you are my first friend since I left the undead temple. You are also injured now. Leave this to me! This time, rely on my own strength!"

"Do you want to face that existence alone?" Wang Luoxuan was shocked. He had no idea that Wu Yan, who had been hiding behind the battle, would face it alone at this time.

"Well, I don’t go to hell, whoever goes to hell, since I’m going to hell, naturally I can’t take you with you. The short journey with you was really good. To be honest, I have never had any friends, suddenly Two friends, you and Lin... It’s great! Remember, this time the mage is saving all this, wait for the mage to come back!" Wu Yan gritted his teeth and turned and ran towards the high city with the deepest demon.

"Wuyan...Wuyan!!!"

Wang Luoxuan yelled to Wu Yan, but the other party did not look back. Because the yelling affected the wound, Wang Luoxuan coughed violently.

Wang Luoxuan's current physical condition is very difficult just to stand up, let alone supporting Wu Yan. Wang Luoxuan knew that Wu Yan would never survive this time.

"Unexpectedly, you have always regarded me as a friend... Actually, I am also very lonely..." Wang Luoxuan leaned against the wall and smiled bitterly at the dark sky above his head.

...

Wu Yan quickly retrieved his Zen stick from his residence, and rushed to the high city. On the way, Wu Yan recalled everything he had once, and the picture flashed through his mind like a horse watching a lantern.

auzw.com The Zen stick in his hand was left by Master. He had also cast down demons with Master, but in the end he did not expect that Master would eventually die in his own hands. In the civil turmoil at the Undead Temple, Master was killed by those brothers who had fallen into evil ways in order to let him leave.

Wu Yan, who escaped from the undead temple, has been wandering all the time, constantly changing all this with his own power...

Why save them? You will die!

Wang Luoxuan has always wondered why a person like Wu Yan is obviously not strong enough to fight the fire with moths?

For Wu Yan, even if he would die, he had to let the flame burn the corpse, bringing a little light to the darkness, at least that was hope! No matter how weak the flame is, it is also trying to shine.

If you choose silence today, and choose silence tomorrow, you will find that the world has no light, because the darkness has swallowed the last flame.

Wu Yan wore the tattered robes and came to the high city with a Zen stick in his hand. A woman in a red kimono was standing in front of Wu Yan. The samurai around him had been drawn into corpses, and the woman It was the woman Wang Luoxuan had seen in the city lord's room before.

"You are too late! I have absorbed most of the people in this town!"

"Can save one is one!" Wu Yan inserted the stick on the ground in front of him, then sat cross-legged and started chanting.

For a moment, the sanskrit sound circulated, and a pale golden light appeared on the stick. The woman surrounded by the sanskrit sound was obviously a little uncomfortable, and the young face was distorted, revealing the face of the evil spirit.

"To shut up!"

A demon wind blew towards Wu Yan, blowing all the corpses around, but Wu Yan still sat on the ground, motionless.

The katana on the ground floated up and flew towards Wu Yan. The katana directly penetrated Wu Yan's shoulder, but Wu Yan remained motionless and continued to recite the scriptures.

"To shut up!"

The several samurai swords floated in the air, all locked to Wu Yan...

When deciding to come alone, he knew his result, but Wu Yan never regretted it. At least he was able to buy some time to escape for some living.

Sure enough, I was very wasteful, so I could only recite sutras.

Wu Yan laughed at himself like this, he also knew he was dying...

Those sharp samurai swords flew towards Wu Yan, and facing a big monster like the red ghost, where is Wu Yan his opponent?

Goodbye! this world!

"Draw a sword! Jianxin!"

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