Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

The roar was getting closer.

"Bai Ju." Sakai Xiao pulled Bai Ju, "It's too late. The vehicle is ready. We have to drive out of here in advance."

Bai Ju knew and had seen with his own eyes that people who were bitten or scratched were beyond saving. He gritted his teeth, looked at the man seriously, and put on a stiff smile on his wheat-colored face.

"Asai-san."

He said, "See you in hell."

He turned around and walked away with heavy steps.

Chapter 123 The End of Courage

Without the sun or the moon, the earth no longer needs lighting.

Flowers of flesh and blood made up of intestines bloom in the blue garden.

The fifth wish did not stop at midnight, but became more and more intense. At this point, the meaning of the so-called "final splendor" is very clear - it does not refer to the end of this disaster, but specifically to mankind.

In the desolate central city like a ghost town, humans have become rare animals.

Takashi Sakai died in a breakout battle, jumping into the zombie swarm with three grenades in his arms. The three ritualists of the fifth field team also died in that battle. As the zombies became more and more agile and stronger, the number of team members became smaller and smaller.

There was little ammunition left.

The giant tree of flesh and blood floating on the sky had long since taken root in the earth. Circles of dark red and pus-yellow light changed at an extremely slow speed, and Bai Ju couldn't even distinguish between day and night. Occasionally, when they rested, they could catch a glimpse of a huge planet flashing by, as if the universe was pulled in front of the earth by an invisible hand and presented to them, a group of ignorant humans.

The colors in her vision became increasingly chaotic, and Usami Reiko began to experience hallucinations.

Maybe it appeared a long time ago, but it is just starting to get worse now.

'The body is the medium... I plead with Him, and He answers me. I must write down the manuscript quickly to receive the message He conveys; do you hear the uneasy melody? Swollen intestinal fluid, my feet should have webbed feet...'

There were a lot of random words, and everyone was silent. Bai Ju thought that maybe some of the team members saw the same thing.

How long can they hold on?

Usami Reiko died in the early morning of the next day. Bai Ju couldn't be sure it was early morning, after all, they could no longer see the sun.

She slashed her neck with a combat dagger. Since her death, as if a switch had been turned on, a series of team members committed suicide in various bizarre ways.

Then they ran head-on into the group of dead people.

Bai Ju was almost certain that these monsters were coming for them - they drilled out from the ground, broke through the road surface, and their red and tender intestines wrapped around the soil. The crazy corpses tore open the flesh with their sharp claws, quickly climbed onto the ground, and rushed towards them.

The flames exploded tirelessly once again!

'Stay back! !'

'Make way! Make way! Let's get out!'

A hoarse roar mixed with the sound of gunfire——!

'I can't do it, it's too much!!'

'They... cover every corner of my field of vision!'

'Then blow up everything in your sight!'

The explosives roared, the flying gravel hit the car body with a clanging sound, the zombies surged in like a tide, and the circle of fire became smaller and smaller...

"Fire flames!"

Hot flames spurted out of Bai Ju's pores. The only remaining mystery was mobilized, and a steady stream of orange flames gushed out of the pores!

Bai Ju waved his hand, and a huge wall of flames rose from the ground!

"Get in the car!"

"White Torch——"

"Save ammunition, it's too late! Get in the car!" Bai Ju roared, gritting his teeth, and the energy in his body was flowing out faster and faster.

The flaming flowers almost turned golden. They suddenly appeared above the man's head, burning in an arc shape, and then were pushed out by the man like a shock wave.

Boom——! !

The violent airflow dispersed the swarm of zombies, temporarily relieving the remaining team.

The third level, the "Judgment" level ritualist, showed his extraordinary strength at this moment. Even after days and nights of fighting and running around, even though fatigue had clearly crept up his eyes and forehead, at this moment, the flames still burned and destroyed their enemies without hesitation.

"White Torch..."

Bai Ju turned his head sideways and looked at the sad faces behind him.

"Everyone."

"See you in hell."

Flame surges——!!

With his hands raised flat, the charred ground looked like a volcano erupting, the high temperature roared towards the sky, melting and burning the hideous corpses!

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!

Every time a corpse fell, a new one immediately replaced it. They seemed to have intelligence rather than a simple desire to devour. They were controlled by some supreme will and rushed towards the crumbling defense circle one after another.

The vehicle restarted, and a flaming blade powerful enough to overturn the earth stretched out from Bai Ju's palms and reached the sky.

Bai Ju was covered in blood, including his eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouth. He overdrew his mystery and his life. He raised his hands high, holding the burning flame, just like he had plucked off a wing of a Seraph, and used it to ignite the first fire of the world.

"I am Bai Ju——!!"

"Japan's number one ritualist--!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Put your palms straight forward!

As the man roared, a huge flame fell down like lightning!

boom--! !

The long gully was blown into twists and turns, and a clean passage was blown open visible to the naked eye.

"Right now!"

The engine roars!

Several shabby cars drove out one after another, leaving Bai Ju kneeling there gasping for breath. The man's wheat-colored skin had long been dyed red, and sweat and blood flowed down his trouser legs into his military boots, and then dyed the ground under his feet red.

Corpses gathered around him, breathing heavily, and the mystery... dried up.

thump.

The man simply fell down, lying on his back on the muddy ground. Under the gray sky, a familiar face floated like a dream in his gradually darkening vision - his teacher, the teacher who taught him many years ago when he just became a soldier.

That face has been on the tombstone for many years.

With short hair like snow and a face full of wrinkles, Bai Ju remembered a certain mission he had taken, and the last time he watched his teacher's back leave his sight, and then he never appeared again.

He said: "Little boy, let me show you what a real warrior is." When the assault team ran out of ammunition and food and was about to fall into despair, the teacher pulled out the dagger on his leg.

'Many times, we have no direction, no support, and no favorable conditions. 'The teacher who decided to leave behind smiled kindly. He ruffled Bai Ju's short hair and pushed him: 'When there is nothing. '

'Use courage first.'

'Do you have any?'

The young Bai Ju lowered his head and felt cold all over.

"You don't have it now, but you will have it in the future." The teacher didn't care and told him gently: "When you have it, remember to teach it to others."

teacher…

The rustling footsteps were getting closer and closer, and he could already smell the approaching stench.

Teacher, we are going to meet again.

A black mist washed away the face in his memory. Bai Ju squinted his eyes and found that time seemed to become sticky and slow. The group of corpses he had been waiting for for a long time seemed like puppets whose springs had been stopped, frozen in place.

A small black dot-like figure walked down the invisible stairs.

Chapter 124 The mother relapses

A north wind suddenly blew up on the wasteland that was not like a wasteland. The land was still hot after being swept by flames just now; after clusters of black ashes were blown away in an instant, the bone-chilling cold turned the road surface into frozen soil.

The dawn did not come, but the long-lost moon gradually emerged from the dark fog.

Behind the low mound, a black and red color flashed, and every stiff corpse began to melt - including Bai Ju himself.

He felt something coming, something bigger and more overwhelming than what the Wish-Fulfilling Tree had given him, and he couldn't describe it in any known language.

As Betelgeux and Aldebaran fell, black tentacles swarmed all over the ground.

They were covered with a layer of silver gauze under the moonlight. This made the scene less weird and more mysterious and peaceful.

The whole earth seems to be wearing a coat woven from silver threads.

The huge goat-hoofed creatures towered into the clouds, waiting in the distance for the figure that was climbing down from the sky. The Creator closed one eye and opened the other.

Now, that unreachable figure was walking down from one of His silver eyes.

Fatigue turned into an iron hook that pierced Bai Ju's brain. He began to feel drowsy and was about to fall into darkness.

In his dreams, he might hear lofty prayers coming from the horizon.

'Disorder walks madly across the land. You are the bane of diversity, the fruitful and the fertile; your spines grow underground…'

"You are the womb of disorder, the embodiment of desire and immortality—"

Mori Yuesha stepped on the thick silver roots and slowly approached the ground.

The face that was as tender as a peeled egg was now cracked inch by inch, and two lines of black ran straight from the eyelids to the chin - in the cracks of the cracked skin, the light and dark silver and black that followed the breathing were even more eye-catching.

Her legs disappeared and turned into a cluster of wriggling silver tentacles; she was still elegant and slender, and her young, perfect face still had a charming beauty - but unfortunately her long, inky hair turned into black mist and draped behind her. In the indistinguishable black, many mouths, howling in pain, struggled in a disorderly manner.

She shook her misty hair sarcastically and finally stepped onto the ground.

boo——

Silent vibration.

When the silver tentacles touched the ground, circles of shock waves shattered the soil and rocks, and huge deep holes looked like the traces left by a meteorite that had just fallen.

The girl stood at the bottom of the pit, loosened her neck, raised her hands and turned them over and over.

"My daughter's body, hehehehe..."

Mori Tsukisa: ...

Feeling something prick her heart lightly, 'Mori Yuesha' grinned, with her facial features slightly misaligned - that sleazy look was still vividly displayed.

"Well... Mom finally managed to "connect" with you, let me play with your body for a while."

Without waiting for the kid in his mind to answer, 'Sen Yuesha' crawled forward, his figure gradually dissipated, and the next moment, he appeared above the huge deep pit.

The light shadow was like a mentally retarded child with uncoordinated limbs. She raised her arms high, facing the deserted wilderness and the trembling tree trunk made of huge intestines in the distance.

"Wuhu!"

"My daughter is a short girl with big breasts and a baby face!"

"She only loves her mother, and the rest are just kitchen waste!"

"La la la la -"

Mori Tsukisa: ...

The sticky silver tentacles squirmed and crawled, and the excited monster girl kept fiddling with her body. She pinched her ears, weighed the weight, clicked her lips, moved her buttocks - she spoke to the empty air.

"Hello, dear mothers!" He put his hand on his chest and said, "I am 'Sen Yuesha', an ordinary planeswalker from a giant sect. I love mother Sasha the most and am her sweetheart——"

'Mori Yuesha' smiled and raised her index finger and said, "You kitchen waste, the fishy God of Creation, the unethical sister-loving demon, and you, you, you! I'm talking about you! Look at me, look at me!"

"I don't like you guys! Did you hear me?"