End Times Dust Light

  Lu Ziming felt that there was something wrong with Edita, so he repeatedly tolerated and tolerated her, and even her cynicism did not touch his nerves at all.

People who have been hurt have reasons to vent their emotions. Idita did a good job, but expressed dissatisfaction with Asia with the same appearance, because she could not distinguish the faces of Asians at all, just like Asians could not tell. The faces of Qing Europeans are the same.

"Like you Westerners, human beings have a desire to pursue good things. Did you know? During the War of Resistance Against Japan, many women smeared corpses and mud on their faces and even scratched their faces in order not to be insulted. , Let yourself be hideous, do you think you deserve sympathy like this?"

  Lu Ziming has heard too many stories, like Edita, who still maintains a beautiful face in times of crisis, he is simply telling those perverts that there is a beauty here, come on!

He knew what Idita was thinking. If he hadn't had the slightest interest in Idita, but in order to pass on life and future generations, Idita would also become his own forbidden, the driving force for the survival and continuation of these creatures. , Doesn't she have such awareness herself?

  He has no sympathy for Idita, but thinks that all of Idita is inevitable. Perhaps this is the difference in cultural concepts!

  There is no explanation, no excuse, just quietly looking at this European beauty, there is not the slightest wave in my heart.

  Idita is not wrong. He is watching others fighting and killing each other. He is now a bystander and a calmer. But he really didn't want to get the holy sword, this is not what he can get, unless he kills everyone, and then kills the people outside Saiying Mountain, does it make sense?

No! If not, why did he do something meaningless.

  He didn't choose to escape. This is not a choice that a brave man should face. He just doesn't want to make senseless struggles.

I don’t know who among the survivors was the first to raise the butcher knife. I don’t know who could not help but slash the knife at one of his former companions. It was as if in an instant, the whole scene became chaotic and crimson flames. Flying in the air, icy snowballs shuttled back and forth, screams one after another, and the injured people rolled and howled on the ground, and the pain was endless.

  No one can step into the small pyramid. At this moment, everyone becomes an enemy in everyone’s eyes. Steel knives are flying in the air, blood splashing and screams suddenly sounded.

  A cannibalistic endgame in the fight, in order to obtain the legendary holy sword, there is no friendship, no sympathy, everything is profit and power, red eyes are spraying sparks, reason is replaced by brutality and greed.

  The allies who wooed their comrades slashed their butcher knives towards their nearest people, and everyone became crazy, with swords and swords everywhere, killing and blood everywhere. Exciting impulses filled the air, as if a bloodthirsty butcher had regained his instincts, waving his weapon incessantly. There was no one in his eyes, only killing.

  All this infected Haribari, he yelled and raised the steel knife in his hand, desperately slashing towards the nearest Lu Ziming.

  At the moment when Haribari raised his steel knife, Lu Ziming's palm had hit Haribari’s neck, and then Haribari fell to the ground.

   "See it, this is killing."

do not know why? All this seems to have nothing to do with him, and David and Idita also have nothing to do with him.

  "You won't kill us," David was already limp on the ground, his pale face, trembling lips, and his teeth kept trembling.

   "It is strange that you are not infected!"

   "We are just ordinary people, it is strange why you are not infected." In Edita's eyes, Lu Ziming has become a true bloodthirsty demon.

  Entering Saiying Mountain from David and Idita, I have never felt any energy fluctuations, which is completely different from the super power. It seems that the entire Saiying Mountain only has an impact on super players. Of course, it is not a super player who can't enter Saiying Mountain at all. The two of them are completely exceptions.

  He looked down at the two people. They did not threaten him at all. The survivors in the square had nothing to do with him. He just stood there quietly as if feeling something.

  He really felt that it was a kind of energy fluctuation, very weak, but it did exist.

That abnormal wave of energy did not come from the so-called holy sword. It was at a stone sculpture not far from him. I don’t know why, he felt as if there was a voice ringing in his mind. It was a kind of contempt. The voice is completely different from the mechanical voice just now.

  "Only true warriors can get the holy sword..."

   "What you see is not what you see, only feeling will not deceive you..."

"Did you feel it? Haha!..., huh! You turned out to be a devourer of the dark system, second only to the purifier of the light system. A truly rare human being, you will become the king of mankind, raise the sword in your hand , Let the humble ants tremble under your feet, let power and desire in your hands **, cast your glory with blood and courage...!"

   "Shut up!" Lu Ziming smiled coldly, actually trying to confuse himself with his heart.

  The mind is as firm as a rock, and the mood is as calm as water. There is only a faint sneer. The little confusing technique wants to kill oneself, which is too small for oneself.

  Of course, this is mainly because the level of the pyramid confuse technique is too low. If you encounter Yue Feifei’s mature charm technique, Lu Ziming will have to lose consciousness for a long time before he can wake up. Different levels determine different effects.

The sound of the pyramid keeps ringing in your ears. It is a direct deep-level conscious communication, which is very similar to the telepathy of the bug. It is like someone whispering in your ear, you have to listen and cannot avoid it. You can only contend with your mind.

  He walked to the side of the energy wave, stretched out his hand to follow the energy wave, and finally stopped on a rusty rapier.

  It was a thin sword covered with rust all over, without gorgeous decorations, and without a breathtaking appearance. It was so plain that people would not look at it after a second glance. Too ordinary, too inconspicuous, no luster, no sharp blade, nothing, with rust, with age and vicissitudes.

   is just such a thin sword. It is only a foot and a half long and only three or four centimeters wide at its widest point. The whole shape can only be described as plain, even if it is shabby.

   But, as soon as he touched the rapier, he clearly felt that the rapier was alive, and there was an indescribable feeling, as if he could communicate with himself on a certain level, it was very weak! But there is indeed a clear existence, at the moment the finger touches, he can be sure: This is the legendary holy sword!