Chapter 5: Breaking out of the cocoon

The piercing sirens were mixed with vague screams and frightened shouts, but those sounds seemed very close and yet very far away from him.

The man fell to the ground, his whole body covered by azure flowers. His perception became extremely slow and blurred. The only thing he could clearly feel was the smell of blood overflowing from his body.

The strong smell of rust poured into his nose. Shu Mo felt cold and choking, and then he seemed to remember slowly that the smell seemed to come from his wound.

Is he going to die?

After realizing this, an extremely strong desire to survive surged out of Shu Mo's heart, followed by a surge of power from his body. The familiar and unfamiliar power completely enveloped Shu Mo's whole body, and the man looked like I was drawn into a cocoon, and I suddenly realized in a daze that this scene seemed to have happened several times.

But he completely forgot.

Even the corridor was filled with blooming roses. They were gathered together, seeming to be whispering, cheering for something to come. Under the carpet of flowers, there is a gradually arching round object. A pure white light that cannot be profaned condenses under the flower carpet, as if out of fear or unwillingness to tarnish the flower carpet. Pure white, this tapestry moves outward like flowing water, revealing the object wrapped underneath.

It was a pure white giant cocoon that exuded bright light. Exquisite lines flashed across the shell of the cocoon. Through the translucent cocoon, you could clearly see something that seemed to be gestating inside. This The building's surveillance system was almost completely destroyed, but at the end of the corridor, there was a surveillance camera that was left behind by chance and recorded this scene. However, the image was extremely blurry. When it reached the top of the screen, it turned into a blinding white light. .

After a few seconds of silence, the sea of ​​​​flowers surged up, as if to celebrate this scene. The employees in the monitoring room were stunned, looking at a person... or a pollutant suddenly appeared in the messy corridor. They had seen it. There are many strange or unbelievable pollutants, but none of them have ever looked like this...

like this?

Holy.

This was the only thought that came to their minds when they saw that scene.

Under their gaze, Shu Mo slowly climbed out of the cocoon. Yes, his movements can only be described as "crawling".

His black hair has turned gray, as if it has faded. Only part of the hair on the top of his head is still ink-black, while the part below the middle has completely turned into an extremely pure white, holy and pure. A pale white color settled over his body. The man opened his eyes, a pair of green pupils that looked very deep and as clear as emeralds. He stretched out his hand, still stained with the breath left inside the embryo, and then slowly crawled out of the cocoon.

In place, only a broken white giant cocoon remained. The creature born inside crawled slowly on the ground covered with blood and stains. When he finally broke free from the cocoon, he seemed to be completely free from restraints, revealing the... wings that were quietly hanging behind him. .

Yes.

Shu Mo has an extra wing on his back.

He was still wearing the janitor uniform from before, but the clothes on his back were completely torn apart, allowing the wings on his right back to stretch out from under the clothes.

What beautiful wings those are.

Layers upon layers, each layer is as thin as rice paper, and the light gauze as white as moonlight is stacked up layer by layer. Each layer of wings has exquisite lines. When they overlap each other, they look like something extremely delicate. of artwork. The frighteningly white light slowly scattered from the young man's wings as he moved, purifying all the blood under his body as he walked. Wherever the young man moved, even the air seemed to become cleaner. Those dreamlike wings seem to contain unimaginable magic, making it impossible for anyone who sees it to look away.

Under the gaze of the two people in the monitoring room, the young man in the corridor was slowly moving forward like a monster or some kind of holy creature. His moving speed was too slow and weak, and he could only crawl on the ground with difficulty. Coupled with that holy temperament, it gave people a very distinct sense of fragility, and they even felt that the young man would be broken in the next second for some reason. An employee couldn't help but stare at him closely. Under such eager gaze, he seemed to suddenly see clearly what the other person seemed to be saying through the screen.

Shu Mo opened and closed his lips and whispered: "It hurts."

This very slight sound showed his true situation. Shu Mo couldn't help but raise his face. Cold sweat covered his forehead. Not knowing what he looks like in the eyes of others, or even what exactly happened, the man's only feeling now is one:

pain.

Something heavy pressed on his back, leaving him unable to even stand up. Shu Mo didn't know what was pressing on his back, he just felt very uncomfortable and he could hardly breathe.

Those layers of beautiful wings were not as thin as they looked. In fact, Shu Mo's first feeling was that of heaviness, and his second feeling was that of extreme sensitivity. What the hell was that!

Shu Mo looked back with difficulty, but could only see a blur of white light. What was growing behind him? The man is dying of pain, and this is no joke.

Because the newly born wings are so heavy, but also extremely sensitive. It is so sensitive that it is as if the air falls on the wings, which can make Shu Mo's nerves feel a tingling sensation like stress. Just falling to the ground, brushing against The slightest touch on the ground can make the young man break into cold sweat, his whole body is soaked with sweat, and he makes a tiny whimpering sound from his throat.

It hurt so much, so uncomfortable -

Shu Mo's nerves were about to be unable to bear it. He wanted to tear the thing off his back and throw it away far away.

That wing was too big, too heavy, and too sensitive. It was not a wing that could be used to fly, but a restraint that almost crushed Shu Mo. Blood flowed down the fresh wound. Behind the extremely holy appearance, there was warm blood flowing under the wings. Under the bright wings, there was a patch of blood. The thrilling scarlet color streaked along the lines of the wings, and tears fell from the corners of the young man's eyes. He felt like he was going to die. Even the touch of the warm blood flowing to the wings was almost driving him crazy.

"What on earth...is this?!"

Shu Mo couldn't help but stretched out his hand to tear it apart. As soon as his fingers touched the wings, the unfamiliar touch made his heart tremble and tears flowed from his green eyes. Coming out is purely uncomfortable.

What he didn't know was that there was a long and narrow scar on his left back that seemed to have been cut just now. The wound that exudes warmth is still wrapped in a light white color, and the other wing dormant inside is still waiting for the opportunity to grow.

He has not yet fully matured. Shu Mo is now a incomplete newborn who needs to grow.

Shu Mo hadn't fully realized what had happened to him. Due to his physical condition, he still couldn't stand up and could only crawl on the ground with difficulty. This young man who exuded holy white light dragged his heavy wings from A clean road was cut out of the blood on the ground. Something suddenly appeared in front of him. When the young man looked up, he found that it was a pollutant looking down at him. His thinking and emotions were very unstable. Shu Mo, whose breathing became erratic, raised his face and looked at him. For a long time, the pollutant lowered his head to show respect to Shu Mo, and then stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch him.

Looking at the monster close at hand, Shu Mo's green eyes visibly fluctuated, and the frightening green color surged in them. He wanted to retreat, but was unable to move. The man now extremely resisted the approach of any other person or thing. , he opened his mouth, and white lines instantly covered his cheeks: "Don't touch me!"

As his voice appeared, the area centered on him was covered by some invisible force. The next second, the pollutant standing next to Shu Mo seemed to be slowed down, and his body finally stiffened.

Then, waves of fluctuations came, and D-98-IK's face showed a peaceful expression, as if he had obtained some kind of relief. The music box in the little girl's hand fell to the ground, and then turned into some kind of dust along with its owner.

With just three words, all the pollutants in the entire room turned into white dust. Only a few bouquets of blue roses remained in the corner. Shu Mo lowered his head. He seemed not to know what he had just done. His mind was in confusion. After being silent for a few seconds, after being lifted away from the sea of ​​flowers and blood, he became In the exceptionally tidy room, Shu Mo stretched out his hand, gasped softly, and crawled slowly again.

It hurts...

"What on earth is this?"

The employee who had been drinking tea stood up slowly, not even paying attention to the cup in his hand falling to the ground. His attention had been completely attracted by the creature in front of him, and he could not even Look away.

"What happened?" Another person looked at this scene blankly, suddenly came to his senses, and then said in shock: "Just now, he purified those pollutants?!"

What just happened was almost a challenge to them However, when the facts clearly emerged, they were completely shocked by an indescribable excitement. What on earth and who could actually purify pollutants -

"Should we report this matter?"

The man murmured to himself, but felt an inexplicable hesitation, as if he was reluctant to give up this miracle. Yes, this is a miracle.

Their eyes fell on the small screen, and they couldn't bear to look away. Just when the two people were hesitating, a voice came from behind:

"——Does it look good?"

The voice was smooth, sweet and ethereal, but gave people an inhuman feeling. The tone sounded extremely calm, But it gives people an unusual sense of horror, as if they were awakened by a chill in their sleep, and when they woke up they were covered in cold sweat.

"A miracle..." Someone answered subconsciously, but suddenly felt something was wrong. The two people turned around and saw a man with white hair and a very tall stature. He was so tall that when he walked into the room, he had to lower his body slightly to get through the door frame. The next man walked in and stood before them.

He was so tall, and his face was almost perfect and beautiful. It was as if God had kneaded all the perfections into that face. There was no flaw at all. Because of this flawlessness, it brought indescribable A sense of inhumanity.

He just stood in front of the two employees, looking at them condescendingly, his pure white pupils moving across their bodies.

This beautiful, exquisite behemoth stood there, holding a golden scepter, smiling and whispering softly:

"Do you think it looks good?"