Chapter 4 I hope

pollutants will also feel scared?

It's like hearing an inhuman monster talking about his fears, giving people a funny feeling that is hard to trust. Shu Mo looked at the smiling little girl in front of him, took a step back, broke away from its hand, and stretched out his hand to take the scroll in its hand.

Under the gaze of the other party, who looked up slightly, Shu Mo lowered his head and saw the painting clearly: Then he fell silent.

Because the person painted on this scroll... looked very familiar, so familiar that Shu Mo couldn't ignore it.

On the pure white canvas, a figure as dark as ink, occupying almost half of the page, completely engulfed the pure white of the background. There were a few blue flowers blooming in the corners, but except for the white in the center Except for that, all other colors are almost completely occupied, oppressed, and dominated by that dark shadow.

Shu Mo couldn't understand that feeling. It was like the moment he saw this painting, he was shocked by the indescribable sense of oppression in the painting. He barely recognized from those brushstrokes that it was an indescribable figure. , a monster with tentacles, jointed limbs, and several pairs of eyes. The most incomprehensible thing is that the black shadow just gathered behind a man. The other man was also pitch black. At a glance, he looked like the other man. shadow.

The figure stood in the center of the picture, seemingly out of fear. D-98-IK did not draw his face. Shu Mo could only barely make out that it seemed to be an extremely tall man. However, all of this Neither is the point.

Shu Mo's eyes fell on the center of the picture, and his fingers stretched out and pressed on the pure white center of the pitch black, as if surrounded by darkness.

It was a figure being held in the arms of the other party.

He closed his eyes, and the thick cicada-like wings on his right back hung down heavily, like broken wings. The surrounding darkness guarded him, as if protecting him, but also imprisoning him.

D-98-IK looked at Shu Mo and suddenly chuckled.

Shu Mo's voice was a little hoarse. It took him a long time before he said, "Is this...me?"

The black-haired man raised his face to look at the person in front of him and frowned slowly. He didn't understand what this meant, let alone what it represented. But no matter what, given his good eyesight, Shu Mo could still see that the man with wings in the center of the picture was him.

"Brother," the little girl stretched out her hand to him: "Take me away."

"... Ridiculous."

Shu Mo's fingers trembled, but the approaching sound of the chainsaw still brought him back to his senses, holding the teddy bear in his hand . Carrying something, he jumped out of the custody room. With a soft sound, the constructor's head fell to the ground. The furry teddy bear was covered with blue spores, and it patted itself. With a happy face, he said as if he was just playing around with a friend: "This friend and I had a great time!"

Shu Mo took a step back and put away the scroll in his hand. D-98-IK was still looking at him without blinking. The teddy bear holding the chainsaw looked at it, then at Shu Mo, and said to it: "Now, I'm going to find new friends to play with." La~"

Shu Mo's brows jumped, subconsciously thinking that the teddy bear would raise the chainsaw and rush towards him, but fortunately what happened next diverted the other person's attention.

There were messy footsteps at the end of the corridor, accompanied by the sound of some kind of mechanical operation and a few painful screams. This was not a safe protection zone. As the situation escalated, more and more pollutants were released. After escaping from their custody room, Shu Mo turned around and saw a group of armed troops rushing out from the other end of the corridor. One of the men was hit by the sudden attack and fell to the ground. He just let out a cry. , he saw the people around him hurriedly running forward past him. Only one comrade tried to reach out to pull him up, but he watched helplessly as he was killed by a huge moth that suddenly appeared.

A black figure climbing rapidly on the wall approached Shu Mo. This place has almost become a paradise for monsters. Bloody carnivals were staged everywhere. The sound of mechanical operation stopped and Shu Mo raised his face. He saw a puppet hanging upside down from the ceiling, its huge pupils fixed on Shu Mo. After a moment, the face slowly turned in front of the man, revealing another face hidden behind it.

"Want to play together?"

The puppet man smiled at Shu Mo. However, when he saw it for the first time, Shu Mo chose to close his eyes directly. This caused the puppet man's eyes to turn and finally choose to lock on It landed on the little girl behind it, then, its face flipped back and forth, and it jumped directly from the ceiling, like a big spider, and rushed toward D-98-IK.

The moment it chose to attack D-98-IK, the little girl let out a happy laugh. The teddy bear behind Shu Mo raised the chainsaw in his hand and stepped closer to the puppet that was tearing D-98-IK apart. Shu Mo felt that his forehead was covered with cold sweat. After he closed his eyes and took two steps forward, he looked back again and saw a slowly spreading sea of ​​flowers behind the game-like fight. It spread out from the custody room and silently eroded the entire room.

Screams, fighting, and constant gunshots were the undertones that resounded throughout the building. The same kind of wailing echoed in his ears. Shu Mo walked in this hell and encountered many dangerous pollutions along the way. I don't know why, but those pollutants didn't choose to hurt him, or ignored him, or followed behind him, as if they were there.

But even so, Shu Mo still had wounds of all sizes on his body. While walking, Shu Mo also encountered some colleagues who were running in a panic. Those people were either trying to escape for their lives, or they fell into despair and began to be hysterical. Going crazy.

Under such circumstances, Shu Mo really didn't want to contact other people. He tried his best to reach the end of the floor, only to find that it was firmly blocked.

"...Dog thief."

Shu Mo punched the protective wall, but the door that could block level three pollutants was unbreakable. He gritted his teeth and turned around, unwilling to give up even in an almost desperate situation.

He turned his head, looked around in the corridor, and decided to climb out along the ventilation duct. However, due to his personal reasons, the man's movements were very difficult. He almost fell down several times. Shu Mo cheered himself up: "Come on, you It can be done!"

The sound of nursery rhymes came from behind, but it was a woman in a tutu who was dancing a swan dance and singing a sweet song softly. Her long hair covered her entire face and chest. It seemed that she was wearing a scarlet flower. When it came closer, the woman spun around, revealing her hollowed-out chest.

"Twelve gods made the same wish and built twelve towers~"

"Twelve gods made different wishes and paid different prices~"

"God is watching us~ Don't No matter how doubtful you are, don't believe in the prophecy again."

Shu Mo stepped on a box and climbed up hard, but fell down again. Just as he was about to hold on to the wall to climb up, the woman stopped beside him. :

"Have you seen my heart?"

The woman's long hair hung down and she held a blood-stained dagger in her hand: "Do you know where my heart is?"

Shu Mo looked at it and his eyes fell on its chest. At that moment, the man slowly closed his eyes, feeling that his life was about to end. At this time, several gunshots were heard, and a member of the armed forces walked out of the darkness. The bullets in his hands were shooting wildly at the woman next to Shu Mo, as if he had fallen into some kind of madness. , the pollutant who sang the nursery rhyme fell to the ground. Shu Mo was about to say thank you, but saw the man walking towards him, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes.

...The other party’s mental state looks very wrong.

This was Shu Mo's intuition. He had seen too many rookie cleaners who were frightened and went crazy the moment they entered the supervision room, so he was more familiar with the look of almost collapse and on the verge of madness.

"Hey," Shu Mo slowly raised his hand, making every move very carefully and slowly: "I am cleaner Y-210, I am human -"

"Ha, hahaha!" The man lowered his head and kicked. He kicked the woman on the ground, then raised the gun in his hand: "Are you a human? You said you are a human?"

"How can humans appear here unscathed? How can humans see monsters without any fear?!"

Shu Mo, who was walking among numerous pollutants without much damage, was pointed at a gun by his fellow human colleagues.

"Whether you are a human or a monster, prove it to me." At this moment, Shu Mo saw that his left eye seemed to have disappeared, leaving only a hole, and his right eye was covered with bloodshot eyes, showing crazy and desperate emotions. With his pupils dilated, the man pulled the trigger as he spoke: "No matter what you are, you will die after being shot through the heart."

"Stop!"

After Shu Mo's words fell, the bullet was already gone. Pierced through his chest, his voice echoed in the huge room, causing some kind of turmoil like a ripple. The black-haired young man fell to the ground, his green eyes like a dying forest, like A whole sea of ​​color poured out.

Is he going to die?

"Ha, hahaha, it seems you are really a human being -"

The other party laughed uncontrollably, smiling, and suddenly realized something was wrong, and one monster after another emerged from the darkness, with machinery and gears running. The sound of the puppet was accompanied by the sound of the puppet crawling. The ballerina lying on the ground tilted her head and slowly climbed up. The sea of ​​flowers came from a distance and moved in every corner of the room, stacked layer by layer. .

One monster after another appeared from the darkness, as if they had gathered in the room in an instant. They looked at the man in front of them, and then rushed towards him in unison.

"God..." The man looked at the scene in front of him and muttered to himself: "Am I crazy? Or have I really come to hell?"

He raised his gun and wanted to attack the monsters around him, but instead Being held by thorns and a pair of arms, and then wrapped in a ball, the man was lifted high, and his body was being pulled outward by several hands at the same time. This scene looked like some kind of ritual, and he didn't even know what was happening. It felt like his body was being pulled apart bit by bit -

was he going to die? !

The only living person in the room crawled forward with difficulty, his green pupils widening in pain from time to time. Shu Mo clutched his chest tightly and felt severe pain. The man had no fear of death, only a fear of death. A strong, almost stubborn unwillingness.

He can't die, he hasn't... He hasn't had his dream yet, he hasn't done what he wants to do...

With a scream, several pollutants gathered together, tearing the man in the center apart, However, Shu Mo couldn't see all this. He just tried his best to crawl on the ground. He didn't know what kind of obsession with survival made him hold on to this level, but his eyes were still slowly getting darker, and it became dark again and again. A feeling of dizziness came, and Shu Mo's eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Maybe if you take a nap... everything will be fine...

He used his last bit of strength to climb to the wall, with hot blood flowing out of his chest. However, Shu Mo felt his body temperature slowly getting colder, and a sea of ​​flowers surged towards him. Come, wrap up the man, the young man with black hair and green eyes raised his face and took one last look, then closed his eyes, as if the azure blue sea swallowed him up.

The alarm sounded continuously, but other floors seemed very peaceful. In the monitoring room, a man was drinking tea comfortably, and his colleagues around him played the news: "S-31 is dead, U-541 is dead, Y-210 is dead Death..."

When he said this, his voice suddenly stopped, as if he had seen something incomprehensible. His colleague rubbed his eyes and was about to say something, but the man drinking tea suddenly frowned and looked at the person in front of him. Watching the surveillance footage, I was so shocked that I almost poured the tea in my hand.

"What... is that?!"

The man who was startled by his voice and turned his head looked at the scene on the surveillance camera, his eyes slowly widening.

——Zone

A.

The corpses of hunters fell to the ground one after another. Due to the failure of the containment of the "Key to the Sky", nearly two-thirds of the hunters in Areas A, B, and C were killed. In this suppression, half A city fell, and the civilians within it were nowhere to be found.

A very tall man wearing silver gloves stood on the ruins. His long hair was blown by the wind. The breeze blew through the loose cloak behind him. His white hair showed a soft milky white color in the sun, like pearls. generally.

In front of him, a strange-shaped key floated in the air, trapped in the center by a Rubik's Cube-like prop, and then packaged. The man raised his hand and took the sealed Key to the Sky. It was this seemingly harmless key that had just caused such a horrific disaster.

A distant cry came from the sky, but it was a huge, whale-like, bird-like monster that blocked the sun and swam slowly in the clouds.

"Master in charge, I-79-UI Key to the Sky has been contained. What should be done with the remaining contaminants..."

A respectful voice came from behind. A red hunter was standing behind the man, holding two A bloody dagger.

"Laws." A

strange, voiceless voice came. Even though the voice was very pleasant and ethereal, it still gave people a strange sense of resistance. The red hunter was about to answer, but suddenly realized that the supervisor was not talking to him.

The cloud beast blocked the sun, allowing the sunlight to be cut out by shadows, and this area was completely shrouded in darkness. The white-haired man turned his face, revealing a pair of white eyes that matched his hair color. Even his eyebrows were light white, which seemed pure, but gave people an inorganic beauty.

"I sensed the call of the 'Law'." The man's voice was almost sighing: "How many years has it been? How many years have I been waiting?"

He said as if talking to himself, but the red hunter beside him didn't look at all calm. Dare to come out. The white-haired man stretched out his finger and tapped the ring on the index finger of his right hand. He tilted his head, as if to confirm something, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Where are you? Where are you."

The huge monster buzzed. The sound suddenly flew towards the ground. The figure that was already huge in the air was frightening, and it was growing at a frightening speed. Even the red hunter felt a hint of danger. However, the white-haired man still touched the ring on his hand and said: "In Area C."

The smile on his face slowly widened. The red hunter who raised his face to see this scene only felt the radiance emanating from the man in front of him. The momentum is more terrifying than the monster that is about to attack behind you, making people unstoppably frightened.

Just like... a hunter who has finally found his prey and is ready to tear its flesh and blood, the smile on the white-haired man's face only gives people a strong sense of danger. He seemed to finally notice the movement behind him, but it was not because of the threat, but because...

"It's so noisy." A golden scepter suddenly appeared in the man's hand. He held the scepter and nodded casually, about to rush towards The huge monster on the ground suddenly tilted its body in the air as if it had lost its strength, then let out a wailing cry and fell down like a whale.

"Yuxin."

"Yes, Master Xi."

A pink-haired woman came out and knelt in front of the man.

"Open the passage to Area C."

"Yes, Sir Nozomi."

The pink-haired woman stretched out her hand, took out a piece of chalk and roughly drew a few lines on the ground. She stretched out her hand and pulled, and a door was pulled out of thin air. As the cloud beast behind her fell, countless blood was shed like a scarlet rain of blood. Like rain falling on the destroyed city, the man stepped on the road formed by the ruins, and before the rain fell on him, he walked into the passage without looking back.