Su Mingan stared at Edward's body, wondering what would happen next.

A clown's play ended before his eyes.

After the end of the ninth world, he may face a drastic change in the world, the status change of Mizushima Kawakawa, the new perfect players, the attitude of the United Group, and the woman lying in the hospital...

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[Kill a player with "Purple Level" skills, and your professional skills will be upgraded to lv.34.]

[Please choose your career evolution direction:]

[(Direction 1) Mingye Clone: ​​Enhance the combat ability, survival ability, free movement ability, and clue exploration ability in the "Ming" and "Shadow" states. 】

[(Direction 2) Judgment: Enhance the single-target control ability and group suppression ability of the "Judgment" skill. Enhance the infection ability of the emotional infusion effect. 】

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"Judgement." Su Mingan said.

Judgment is a skill that has endless uses. Apart from the emotional value that needs to be collected, it has no shortcomings. His current combo is Judgment + Space Shock. This skill is so popular that other players can do nothing even if they know this trick.

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[Judgment lv.4: Super long-distance control, forcing the enemy to be in a weak state. (Single trial consumes 50 energy points, group trial consumes 500 energy points.)

Comes with emotional infusion/cursed seed: You can infuse your stored emotional value into NPCs or players to change their mental state. You can detonate the "cursed seed" in the target's body to cause environmental pollution. You

These "pollutions" can be attached to skills.】

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After the upgrade of Judgment, there is an additional effect of "You can attach these pollutions to the use of skills", which means that space vibration can also have a curse effect in the future, which is a big enhancement.

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[You obtain equipment (Ring of Time lv.1)]

[Ring of Time lv.1 (Purple Level): "Since everything is the road to the beginning, then why do you come to add an ethereal luster to my journey?"

Spirit +20

Time skill control time +1 second

Special skill (time loop): consumes mana to return the space within a certain range around you to the state one hour ago. The cooling time is twelve hours. This skill cannot be used on life.

Note: This equipment can evolve. Whenever you participate in the death of an important NPC, the equipment will be upgraded by 1 level.]

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Su Mingan took off the "Aurora Ring" that he had been wearing in the ring bar since the first world. This piece of equipment used to increase mana was finally retired.

After putting on a new ring, he approached the pool of blood in front of him. There was a thick fog in front of him, and the blood was like transparent red glass.

He leaned over and put his hand into the pool of blood. In an instant, there was a burning sound, and a burning sensation came over him. This was an abnormal topography caused by environmental pollution, and the liquid in the pool was more like a fluid.

The magma is extremely hot.

"..." He took back his hand, feeling a little numb from the pain.

He sat on the wheelchair and rushed inside. The fog instantly obscured his figure.

Five minutes later, he saw several figures as sparse as tree branches. Dozens of people were lying on the floating boat, rowing with difficulty. Some people were severely burned, their bodies were scorched, and they were on the verge of death and coma.

If Su Mingan hadn't come, these soldiers would most likely have died from Edward's cannon fire.

Hearing the sound of the wheelchair flying, they were shocked:

"City...city lord?"

Su Ming'an drove the wheelchair down, but he still felt that his physical condition was bad, as if he was an ant hanging on a hot pot and might fall to his death at any time.

His voice was hoarse: "Where is Luo Kelstia?"

"What a city lord..."

"City Lord, are you really here to save us?"

"City Lord..." People raised their heads high and stretched out their hands, as if to catch the sunshine.

"——Where's Lo Kelstia?"

Su Ming'an's voice rose loudly, and the whole ship was quiet. More than thirty people looked at each other, and one person stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of deeper fog.

"The captain gave this big ship to us, and she and others cleared the way, otherwise everyone would not survive..." someone said.

Su Mingan drove the wheelchair and rushed over.

The fog rose, and thick black smoke got into his throat. He coughed and looked straight into the fog.

"Lu Shu, I advise you not to save..." The god's voice came slowly, but Su Ming'an ignored it at all.

Two minutes later, Su Mingan saw a corpse. The corpse was floating in the blood and water, and the skin was scorched to black. This was a soldier who died on the way.

Three minutes later, Su Mingan saw a corpse again. The corpse's cheeks were blackened, its eyes were red, and there were signs of crazy scratching on the body. The soldier died of a deficiency disease.

In these eight minutes of flying, Su Mingan saw a dozen corpses. Every time he saw one, he would pause slightly to confirm that each one was not hers.

The height of the pool is getting higher and higher, and the sky above has turned into rock formations. The field of vision is getting darker and darker, and even the reflected snow light is reduced to nothingness.

Eight minutes later, he drove the wheelchair and slowly stopped.

——He saw an extremely shocking scene.

Countless bodies burned to black charcoal were pressed into the pool, like sunken coals, stacked up into a black-red hill. Dozens of corpses raised their hands as stiffly as burning sticks, and their fingers were like those of a goddess.

Spread open like scattered flowers - with the same posture and the same blackened hands, they held up an extremely narrow boat, as if they were holding up the hope of the new century.

The cause of this scene was the sudden rise in the height of the pool. The severely injured people no longer had the strength to climb up the rock formations and leave this deep pool of death - so they lifted the remaining boats high and tried their best to let the people on the boats escape.

The souls of the survivors cross over to the other side.

The scarlet color was deposited in their eyes before death, as if they were composing crazy music.

And on the boat - having climbed out of the pond, there lay an unconscious girl, with a dead soldier protected under her body.

Her black hair was scattered in the hot earth, exuding a strong burnt smell, and scarlet sparks were flying in the air, like the afterglow of the scorching sun.

"Who..." She heard the voice, called out inaudibly, and opened her eyes little by little.

When she saw Su Ming'an, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"I'm here to save you." Su Mingan stretched out his hand and reluctantly pulled her up.

"...hallucination?" Yueyue said softly.

"It's not an illusion." Su Mingan said.

"Don't save me..." she said.

However, Su Ming'an had already pulled her up to prevent her from being burned again.

She was covered in injuries and had no strength. He laid her flat on the wheelchair seat and sat on the armrest. While doing these actions, he could hear the tearing sound coming from his body. Due to the lack of energy inside his body,

But in the cold, the outer skin cracked due to overheating, and the mixture of cold and heat disintegrated his body.

Cyan and magenta hung before their eyes, like a scene of death.

"You shouldn't have saved me." Yueyue took a breath and said without strength: "The other survivors have left. Do you know why I didn't follow them..."

The edges of her eye sockets were scarlet, her cheeks were as red as morning glow, and there was even a hint of white smoke when touched, as if they would break if touched.

"I don't want to know, I will definitely save you." Su Mingan said.

He rushed forward in his wheelchair, passing corpses one after another. The place was like a mass grave strewn with corpses, with only terror, heat and death everywhere.

The system time is 11:52, and there are still eight minutes left before the New Year's bell rings. She is not dead yet.

"I remembered... I didn't send you persimmons this year." Yueyue suddenly changed the subject and spoke softly: "You didn't send me a new fairy tale book this year either."

"How old are you, and you still read fairy tale books?" Su Mingan laughed.

He smiled and began to bleed from his mouth, realizing that the body had begun to bleed internally.

"...You are becoming less and less able to speak. By the way, I heard from other players that you are starting to like chocolate." Yueyue said: "I remember you didn't like sweets before, why..."

"Because it's too bitter." Su Ming'an suddenly vomited blood. At this moment, he muttered and repeated that he had already had a premonition: "...it's too bitter."

too bitter.

"..."

Yueyue reached out her hand, which was covered with burns, and touched his face, which was also covered with scars.

The contrast between them is so strong - a person whose time has stretched infinitely, has the same curiosity about new things as always, and is as pure as a new life. However, a person who saved several worlds in just a few dozen days is dejected.

Heavy and exhausted.

"If it's too bitter, eat more sugar." Yueyue said, "If you insist on being bitter, who can make you feel sweet."

She wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the smile on Su Ming'an's face faded, and he seemed to be back in the familiar, polar night silence. He stared into her eyes, and she also suppressed her smile. It was as if the warm daily chat just now was just a conversation.

hallucination.
To be continued...