Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 59, Section 031: The Moment of Fall

Zuo Qianzi lay in a pool of blood, his eyes lifeless and blood seeping from the corner of his lips.

guard……

She also had something she wanted to protect, but since Jin Ziyue appeared, that's all gone.

It would be better to die like this.

"At least..."

She raised her hand, and the sound of flowing sewage rang out. The puddles on the floor reflected the holes in the high-rise building, and through the twisted steel bars, she could see the crescent moon in the sky.

The moonlight illuminated the man's face.

The man turned his head, his face stern and unsmiling, his features sharply defined.

"I'm so glad to finally see you..."

Zuo Qianzi's eyes revealed a soft light.

She staggered to her feet, dragging a trail of water and blood, and made her way to the edge of the building.

Jin Ziyue pulled out his knife, sat on the ground, and breathed silently.

The crimson blood was merely a new addition to the black and red body.

Zuo Qianzi stood at the edge of the high-rise building, looking down at the rainbow lights all around.

Aside from the scorching heat, the outside world was surprisingly refreshing.

The buildings, some tall and some short, the streets lined up, the armored vehicles rushing in below like beetles in the city, and the black SWAT officers coming and going like a swarm of busy ants.

Ants live in a peaceful and comfortable world. When the balance is broken, their awakening from a dream is always so comical and ridiculous.

The woman's smile returned.

She looked at Amamiya Megumi, who was crying her eyes out.

A reunion?

Her purple lips looked increasingly dangerous.

Sorry, maybe in the next life.

With her last ounce of strength, she bit her tongue, and thin lines of blood spread from the corner of her mouth, staining her purple lips with a bewitching hue.

With his last drop of blood, he completed this substitution spell.

Zuo Qianzi tilted her head back and fell to the ground, her gaze satisfied.

The words of the decree, like a flickering candle in the wind, sway and glow in the night sky.

Jin Ziyue looked up warily.

But then she discovered that the one who was falling, Zuo Qianzi, had been replaced by a little girl, and Amamiya Megumi fell backward in a daze.

The girl looked dazed, clearly not having recovered from the sudden change in scenery.

"what--"

All that remained was a terrified scream.

The sound gradually faded into the deep night sky.

Jin Ziyue was startled awake, his eyes blazing with fury. Ignoring his injuries, he flailed his limbs, leaving bloodstains and oozing dirty water on the ground, as if trying to pounce.

The unbalanced body had no time to react!

At that moment, a dark shadow swept past his head, and the Scythe-Winged Demon suddenly stood up and shot into the air like an arrow.

As she plummeted from the sky, Megumi Amamiya felt her heart clench, she felt a dry heave in her chest, the cold wind whipped against her face, and her limbs trembled.

Her mind was blank; she still looked up, watching the thick smoke billowing from the crack, which gradually shrank in her eyes.

The girl closed her eyes in despair, her pigtails fluttering like sinking dust.

ground.

Special police captain Fujimoto was still deploying personnel and waiting to assess the situation internally.

Suddenly, a figure was thrown out from the crack in the wall of the tall building.

"Captain, something's up," someone nearby said.

He had only meant to warn of the presence of a figure, but before Fujimoto could react, a huge black shadow, resembling a giant bat, swooped out.

"Fire!" Fujimoto ordered immediately.

"Wait a minute!" Fujiwara Chizuru was startled; there were clearly still people around!

Her voice was drowned out by the rapid-fire, drum-like gunfire.

In an instant, countless gun muzzles lit up on the ground, black metal spewing fire incessantly, the roar of heavy machine guns rising and falling, and rows of orange lights flashing incessantly.

On the high-rise building, streaks of fire shattered the glass, crackling and popping from top to bottom.

The swooping black shadow did not slow down, drawing a black arc before suddenly spreading its wings and colliding with countless metallic sparks.

One could almost hear a murmured song from within the purple and gold light:

No matter when, no matter where

The monster didn't slow down at all when it crashed down from a height of tens of meters!

"Has it gone mad?!"

This speed exceeded the speed of sound in the blink of an eye. Almost at the same time as the sound of gunfire rang out, the dark figure and the huge monster had already fallen into the deep crater together.

I just want to protect you

call out--

hum-

The earth trembled, and for a moment, the world stood still.

The billowing smoke and dust spread out, the shattered paving stones bounced and rattled, the slow-motion flow of the sacrificial fire leaped, the faces of the fleeing crowd were filled with fear, the environment was hazy, the expressions were hazy, and the emotions were hazy.

"Save people first!"

Fujiwara Chizuru's voice rang out from the crowd.

"Someone!"

She added.

The special police officers looked indifferent. At this height, regardless of whether they were accidentally hit by bullets, since they had already landed, whether or not to rescue them was meaningless.

And so, under the cover of night, in the dying embers of the fire, all was settled.

……

Jin Ziyue turned over and looked at the woman lying in the puddle.

Zuo Qianzi clutched her abdomen, her weak breathing causing her body to rise and fall.

"I originally wanted to throw you off, but I don't have the ability to replace you."

She coughed up blood from the corner of her mouth, then smiled with relief: "But it's not bad like this now."

New footsteps sounded.

The rhythmic thumping echoed between the burned-out floors.

“Sir…” Zuo Qianzi did not look up.

"Did they instigate you?"

Ling emerged from the flames, the scorching firelight reflecting on her face, her voice flat and even.

"No, it was my own selfishness..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jin Ziyue had already crawled up to her and snapped her neck.

The words of command, "Replacing the beams and pillars," have become scattered and dissipated.

Jin Ziyue maintained the twisted posture, forcefully digging into the flesh and pinching the bone, twisting it even more, refusing to let go, like a wolf biting its throat tightly.

"So, now all that's left is our personal feud."

The spirit looked down at the blood-soaked man.

The surging energy of the decree overwhelmed the raging fire on the entire floor, making even breathing difficult when one was inside.

Jin Ziyue did not answer her question, but bent his arm to support himself and tried to stand up.

"To be honest, I really admire you. Your blood always carries a fierce, indomitable spirit. There must be something you absolutely have to do."

Ling raised his right hand and made a fist.

"But this city is in chaos because of your meddling. Since that's the case, I have no choice but to get rid of you. One last question: won't you become one of us?"

Jin Ziyue had already steadied himself, standing on his left leg, sideways, with his left palm extended forward and his right forearm tucked in front of his chest.

Standing firm like a pine tree, it resembles the starting stance of some kind of martial art.

To face death calmly.

"I will grant your wish."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Ling appeared in front of Jin Ziyue in a flash, throwing a right punch almost simultaneously.

It doesn't resemble a fist at all, but rather a propelled rocket or missile, cast in bronze and iron, with an unstoppable, powerful momentum.

In Jin Ziyue's right eye, a myriad of thoughts flashed, revealing her cold gaze and her flying hair.

His right arm was brimming with power, the broken bone blackened and covered in blood and flesh, like a jabbing punch coming at him.

"boom."

The air was filled with the smell of thick blood.

The man's right arm turned into a bloody mist, his eyes lowered, and he remained silent and motionless.

Then, from the upper limbs, torso, head, and lower limbs, they burst open one by one, raining blood everywhere and leaving a mess of flesh on the ground.

Ling Shou Fist.

He let the blood splatter all over his face, his expression blank.

I didn't write anything today. I felt I needed to sort things out; I was feeling a little down.

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(End of this chapter)