I enlightened the heroine of the second dimension in New Tokyo

he died.

"..."

Yiwen Jielin's headless body moved closer to the head, picked it up and placed it on her neck.

The expression on her face did not change.

next moment.

She suddenly coughed: "Ahem!"

"It is indeed a very strong poison."

Yiwen Jielin looked down at the dead young warrior:

“So young.

...If there is an afterlife, at least I hope you can live it peacefully."

She stopped looking at the corpse on the ground and turned away.

Her shadow quickly expanded, surrounding all the corpses.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

She coughed as she moved forward, her body slowly sinking into the shadows.

Da da.

At this time, footsteps were heard from the entrance again.

Yi Wenjielin looked back and asked coldly: "Are there any more enemies?"

She held out her hand, and ice began to gather.

"Wait, Katie, it's me."

Zhao Yang took a few steps forward, exposing himself to the moonlight.

"Why do you know this name?"

Yi Wenjielin's eyes narrowed as she looked at Zhao Yang.

He showed a sunny smile: "Don't you want to see me, Katie, so I came."

Yi Wenjielin remembered: "Ah."

Her cold expression collapsed, and her eyes were no longer empty:

"It's you, Zhao Yang!"

"Yes, it's me. I haven't seen you in hundreds of years... Hey, why are you running!"

Zhao Yang looked carefully and saw that only the shadow cloak was standing there. How could there be anyone inside?

He turned his head and saw Yuwen Jielin running away at full speed.

"Why did you run away?"

Zhao Yang appeared in front of her using instant lightning.

428 In a Collapsed World

After Zhao Yang caught up with Yi Wenjielin, she turned around and didn't look at him.

She turned her back to him and said:

"I don't want to see you anymore, please go away."

He wondered, "What happened?"

Yi Wenjielin was silent for a while before saying:

“After hundreds of years of separation from you, I am no longer the Katie you knew.

My hands are already stained with blood, and seeing you only reminds me of my innocent self, the future, hope..."

She held her wrist and said in a suppressed tone, "It turns out that both it and I are man-eating monsters!"

"How could that be? You are not a monster."

"no?"

Yi Wenjielin turned sideways and pointed at the shadow on the ground:

“You know, the person just now is a native of this world.

Since I was promoted to S-rank, there are very few monsters around me. Only these natives keep chasing me. I don’t know how many people I have killed with my own hands.”

She said in a complicated tone, “I later learned that these natives were not created out of thin air by it, but were recreated by it using the souls of people who could not withstand the erosion of its magic.

That is to say, they are real people.”

"I've been killing people for hundreds of years."

"This massacre is hell."

Her smile was fragile: "I guess... I will never be redeemed."

Click!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the world.

The surrounding space vibrated inexplicably, and glass-like cracks appeared.

Thrush shouted: "Zhao Yang! The entrance to the dreamland is beginning to collapse! Be careful, I have to focus on maintaining the passage and can't take care of you!"

She said no more.

Zhao Yang ignored her.

There was only Yi Wenjielin in his eyes.

He took a step forward and held her soft arm: "Then you should carry those lives on your back. Everything is its fault. It is the culprit!"

"Yeah, that's why I didn't break down."

Yiwen Jielin did not deny it.

She said calmly, shook off his hand and walked forward a few steps:

"My hands are covered in blood and my heart is filled with hatred. Now I am not the Katie you knew, but a complete monster.

...The Dark Gospel, the Dark Lord, Evelyn AK McDowell."

Click, click, click!

There was a violent earthquake in the banquet hall, and it collapsed into small islands made of rocks.

Zhao Yang and Yuwen Jielin stood on two stone islands respectively, with a dark abyss below them.

Evelyn was above him.

She finally turned around.

She looked down at Zhao Yang and said sadly, "How can I, who am I, have the qualifications to walk under the blue sky?"

Zhao Yang raised his head and firmly denied her words: "How could there be no qualifications? This kind of thing does not require qualifications."

"Huh... You're still so cheerful and enthusiastic. Just keep going like this."

Yi Wenjielin's eyes gradually became empty: "You don't need to worry, this is the hell I chose myself, I will bear everything and go to the end."

The stone island where Yiwen Jielin was standing rose higher and higher.

She gave a fragile smile:

"Thank you for coming to see me. This is the happiest thing that has happened to me in the past hundred years."

"You've got this expression on your face, how can I just leave you alone?"

Zhao Yang accelerated suddenly and jumped in front of Yuwen Jielin against the turbulence of space.

He was covered in cuts and bleeding profusely.

But as soon as Wen Jielin pointed her finger, his blood flowed back and the wound healed immediately.

Zhao Yang placed his hands on her shoulders and said solemnly:

"You don't need to be forgiven by anyone. You just need to kill the nightmare and free everyone from this damn world. Don't worry about anything else!"

He looked her in the eyes and said, "If you are guilty, then I, who taught you fighting skills, should bear half of the responsibility."

"Zhao Yang, you haven't experienced what I've experienced, so you don't know how heavy this is..."

Yi Wenjielin smiled helplessly.

"Then let me experience your memories."

Zhao Yang laughed: "You should be able to do it, after all, you are S-level, and this is a dream, and I have also had the experience of reading your memory."

"At the same time, I will open my heart and let you see my memories. Let's communicate with each other sincerely without reservation!"

Boom!

The castle began to crumble, large chunks of rubble falling.

Zhao Yang hugged Yuwen Jielin tightly in his arms.

She was stunned for a moment by his suggestion.

Ten seconds later, she asked in surprise: "Zhao Yang, are you really sure you want to do this?"

“Yes, this is the best way to prove it.

Prove that I don’t care whether you are guilty or not.”

When Yiwen Jielin hesitated, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Yiwen Jielin: “?!”

"Let's get started. The world can't hold on any longer."

His voice rang in her mind. Yi Wenjielin had mixed emotions, but she couldn't help but hug him. While responding awkwardly, she cast a spell.

The two people's minds are entangled together, and their memories since birth flow to each other without reservation.

Boom! Click, click, click!

Stones and bricks fell like raindrops, and cracks continued to appear in the space.

In the collapsing world, Zhao Yang and Yuwen Jielin stood on the small stone island and hugged and kissed each other.

The rocks spun in the air currents, carrying them flying through the landscape of the collapsing world.

(That’s how Katie’s memory works… it’s really harsh.)

A large number of memory images shocked Zhao Yang, but he often saw memory fragments and had much more patience than ordinary people, so he would not be addicted to them.

Even though the memory was cruel, he bore it perfectly.

He was both immersed in it and yet remained detached.

Zhao Yang hugged Yuwen Jielin's petite body tightly and explored her little tongue.

(This is his memory... What a peaceful world...)

Yi Wenjielin also saw Zhao Yang's memories and felt the tranquility she had not felt in many years.

…At the same time, she also discovered that something was wrong.

It was fine for the first ten years or so, but then she was shocked.

(You, you, your relationship is too messy!)

Yuwen Jielin, who had never experienced any sexual experience, instantly lost herself in the drama and returned to reality.

But this is worse.

She personally felt Zhao Yang's hot breath and skillful techniques.

A few minutes later.

"No no no!"