Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 58, Section 030: The wind keeps turning time and space.

"As long as sadness exists, people will get lost in the night."

Megumi Amamiya hugged her knees tightly, the flames were only a few feet away, and her singing was filled with a sob.

"As long as you don't give up, your dream will stand by your side."

She almost shouted it to herself, then looked up and cried.

"No one can compare, nothing can compare!"

She couldn't continue singing; the flames, carried by the airflow, were already almost at Yingzi's shoes.

"Help!" the little girl cried out in despair.

"father!"

Her body tried to move outwards uncontrollably, but the flames forced her back.

"Boom!"

The floors above and below were burned to a crisp, and the ceiling could not support it, so it slowly collapsed to the ground like a hunched old man.

Darkness, darkness that overwhelms the flames.

The heat wave hit her face, and Amamiya Megumi couldn't help but turn her head away.

The raging flames surged like a tide, reaching new heights before rolling back, this time enough to engulf both of them.

Megumi Amamiya looked at the towering flames before her with tears in her eyes.

Suddenly, a dark figure cleaved through the flames, splitting open a gap in the fire and rushing in.

The silver armor was completely charred black, melted into plastic and stuck to his body; his scorched reddish-black skin could hardly be called skin at all.

That's charcoal.

The man was engulfed in flames, his eyes were bloodshot and his eyebrows were raised. His tattered leather suit was completely ablaze, like a fire that brightly illuminated Amamiya Megumi's world.

The flames slapped against the man's back, the crimson brand igniting his back.

"Go—" the man roared, his voice tinged with blood, as loud as a lion's.

He raised his arm and slammed it down on the ground.

Amidst the buzzing vibrations, the ground cracked open, and the man's immense strength caused the already ravaged floor to split open once more.

The crumbling floor shattered with a deafening crash.

As the girls fell, he grabbed their clothes with both hands and leaned back, allowing his body to hit the ground first.

The two girls crashed into the man.

Sewage splashed everywhere.

This is the floor where they used electricity to deal with the swamp monster. The water pollution hasn't dissipated yet. Although this floor is also on fire, the situation is clearly not as dire as on other floors.

The man's face was covered in blood and pus, making it impossible to see his features. Even his hair was burned away, leaving a hideous gash on his head. The clothes on his chest were charred, and the flickering flames drew a long, bloody, spider-like mouth on his chest.

The edges of the wound were a sticky black mixture of blood and sand.

"Big brother!"

Megumi Amamiya hugged him while crying, completely disregarding the black and red stains on his clothes.

Jin Ziyue pushed her away, and as he stood up, he hooked his leg and pulled the unconscious Yingzi to the side.

"Hide well."

The man's voice was hoarse. After speaking, he turned and left.

The girl slumped into the sewage, lost in thought.

Jin Ziyue hadn't taken more than a few steps when suddenly, his eyes snapped open, he turned around swiftly, twisted his hip, and delivered a powerful thrust kick, sending the two girls flying sideways.

A second later, the ceiling above suddenly ripped open, and scorching pillars of fire pierced through the cement and rock, raining down sparks and the pillars of fire that ran from top to bottom, pouring over him.

The man's right hand vanished instantly into the pillar of fire.

Before he could even roar, the veins in his neck bulged, his jaw clenched shut, and a bloody, tearing sound came from his throat.

When he ran out on his own, only half of his right foot was left—a black, charred stump.

The Scythe-Winged Demon pried open the walls on both sides of the stairwell, looked down from its height, and roared.

Jin Ziyue's left eye had turned into a pool of blood and pus.

The right hand disappeared, bones and flesh were equally obliterated in the flames, leaving only half of the forearm slowly bleeding.

The bald woman gasped for breath; the White Walkers were incredibly resilient, even disembowelment hadn't killed her.

"I've finally waited for this moment."

Zuo Qianzi lay on the back of the Sickle-Winged Demon, laughing wildly.

"Araki, do you see that?" she whispered, looking up at the sky.

"The murderer—is about to die."

After speaking, the Scythe-Winged Demon tilted its head back, and a faint red glow leaked from its throat.

"Die."

The Scythe-Winged Demon's eyes were bloodshot, and it flapped its wings, about to unleash a torrent of crimson liquid.

"don't want--"

Amamiya Megumi screamed herself hoarse.

The baby's cries were filled with deep sorrow, and its loud shouts resounded throughout the venue.

She sat in the water, hands in prayer, eyes filled with tears, always remembering that song in her moments of despair:

"As long as there is blue sky..."

Golden light suddenly burst forth from the deep corridor.

……

"what happened!"

Yan Wuxun suddenly looked at the boots in his arms, and the orange fur on them suddenly lit up.

"Meow--"

Boots broke free from Yan Wuxun's embrace and turned to run away.

"Hey, what are you doing? Boots, come back here!"

Yan Wuxun roared.

The beans turned around and ran away.

"Danger! Are you going to your deaths?!"

Yan Wuxun, catching his breath, gave chase.

The boots ran very fast, climbing over the barbed wire fence in a few steps, scaling the wall and darting into the bushes to return to the building.

The people at the cordon formed a human wall, but ignored the cat's actions.

The boots dodged left and right, weaving through the gaps in the crowd.

The incomplete words of destiny exude a power of resonance.

The relics caused the golden light on the cat's body to appear and disappear intermittently. The light was not strong, but it seemed like some kind of signal, flashing more and more frequently.

Upon reaching the foot of the skyscraper, it simply detached itself from its body, and a ball of golden light slowly flew out of the boot opening, soaring into the air.

The boots, regaining their senses, paused for a moment, then meowed and ran away.

"Xiao Hui..."

"Xiao Hui..."

The man's voice was urgent, and golden light pierced through the broken floor almost at the same time that Amamiya Megumi cried out.

Deep inside the building, amidst the raging fire and the darkness, a beam of light appeared.

Jin Ziyue raised his eyes with his only remaining right eye, and a golden beam of light flashed in his face.

Zuo Qianzi was taken aback.

The purple relics on his body also flew out.

The purple light grew thicker and thicker, eventually condensing into a black bead that ceased to emit light. The golden relics intertwined with it and swirled in the air.

"The wind keeps making time and space turn."

Singing, the loving voices of men and women.

Amamiya Megumi's eyes widened in surprise, and an overwhelming sense of emotion welled up inside her.

Great work of light!

"As long as courage exists—" Megumi Amamiya held back her tears and tried her best to finish the lyrics.

The man and woman, their faces smiling, slowly walked away, their ethereal figures blocking the path of the Scythe-Winged Demon.

"Dreams can definitely come true."

boom!

Golden light swirled around, illuminating the entire floor and spreading like a wave that instantly swept across the night sky.

People look up and see that soft, warm light, like the light of dawn.

In an instant, the blood seemed to awaken, a strange throbbing making one nostalgic for the tender look of roaring and tearful eyes from back then.

No matter how many tears streamed down my face

"Xiao Hui, your mom and dad miss you so much."

I just want to protect you

The parents' bodies blurred, and all images were frozen in their kind smiles, serene and content.

As long as sadness exists

"What are you standing there for? Kill him!" Zuo Qianzi noticed that the Sickle Wing Demon remained motionless, forgetting that the command tool had disappeared.

People will get lost in the dark.

The crimson flame in the Scythe-Winged Demon's mouth went out, and its gaze was fixed intently on the girl whose face was streaked with tears.

Your dream will stand by your side.

Zuo Qianzi flipped to the ground, grabbed a dagger, and stabbed at Jin Ziyue.

Jin Ziyue squinted, as if he were asleep.

No one can compare, nothing can compare.

Zuo Qianzi's knife was deeply embedded in the man's upper body, while his own face was pressed down by a hand that was charred black like a skeleton.

I just want to protect you

The girl's voice was clear and pure, transcending the bloody scene and drawing the listener into a dreamlike state.

A fleeting image of the girl named "Fu Qin" flashed through Jin Ziyue's mind.

No matter when, no matter where

Jin Ziyue formed a claw with his left hand, exerted force with his fingers, and the sound of bones cracking rang out.

I just want to protect you

Zuo Qianzi slowly collapsed to the ground.

Jin Ziyue fell to the ground.

Welcome to many new friends! Your comments and support have made it easier for me to slack off these ordinary days (gets hit!). Wishing all the fairies a happy and carefree time!

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