The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

Then, while her surprise was still there, Ivar put away his sword expressionlessly, and then at the moment of drawing the sword, he dodged -

"bass--"

Red lightning burst out and the sword light gradually dissipated.

Ivar silently swung his knife. Behind him, Itrisna knelt in the mud with her eyes blank.

"thump."

Severe pain spread in her abdomen. She lowered her head tremblingly and saw the wound that almost cut her in half.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Itrisna screamed and covered her abdomen. Her eyes almost popped out and blood flowed from all her orifices, making her already distorted face look like a devil.

"I...no...I don't want to...I don't want to die, I don't..."

Itrisna curled up on the ground, twitching desperately. She seemed to be unable to believe that she had lost to Ivar in such a way - there was not even a back-and-forth fight, she was killed by Ivar like a mouse.

——Just like she once crushed those "rats" she called them.

"Uhhhhhhh!!"

Ivar silently looked at Itrisna who was screaming and twitching, his light green eyes narrowed tiredly.

He didn't say anything else, just let out a faint sigh, and then put the black knife back into the scabbard.

Then he turned around and walked towards the Tower of Babel, following the majestic light cast by the factor energy thunder.

"Obviously, you are the same as them."

Ivar murmured in a low voice, not even looking at Itrisna again. Her screams were just like the usual tinnitus, which had long been automatically filtered out by Ivar's brain.

He had no choice, or rather, he had given up the right to choose.

"But it's just following the original sin."

"Boom——"

Dark clouds rolled in, red thunder illuminated the earth, and a factor energy storm was coming.

...END...

8) Peace to the Fallen

"Huha...huha..."

Red lightning flashed, and the fog in the strange fog forest gradually dissipated, replaced by gusts of cold wind as sharp as knives.

Screams and explosions echoed in every corner of the forest, like the Road of Suffering in front of the gate of Hell, filled with the screams of thousands of undead.

His body was gradually approaching its limit, and the boy's vision became increasingly blurred. The only thing that supported him running in the jungle, besides the light tower in the distance, was his instinct to run like a wild animal.

He wanted to survive, by any means necessary.

At the border, he lost his best companion, and escaped death with the help of the white-haired sister when he was at his wit's end.

In the forest, he was once again nearly killed by the bone whip, but it was the evil ghost that appeared quietly and gave him a chance to escape.

Everything converges into one point pointing to the light prism signal - as long as we get there, we can survive, right?

As long as we escape from the escape pod, we can be away from the nightmare of blood and death, right?

"..."

The instinct for survival kept driving the boy to move through the increasingly clear jungle, allowing the branches and leaves to scratch his exposed skin like a small animal fleeing in panic.

He could now see clearly everything that had been covered by the fog: the trees were full of broken limbs, and the green leaves were stained with blood. The roars and screams of the contestants seemed to materialize into bits of uncomfortable coarse sand, which slapped the boy's cheeks fiercely with the increasingly fierce wind in the forest, causing him to feel a dull pain and unable to open his eyes.

The strange fog forest was like a demon that had finally taken off its veil, revealing its man-eating side.

Escape, must escape immediately——

“Huha…Huha…”

"Boom——"

Red lightning flashed by, accompanied by several explosions not far away. The explosions were far away, at least not coming from near the light prism signal.

That means that no one has discovered the escape pod yet.

As long as we can get there, we will definitely -

"Wow--"

The boy leaped with all his might, finally pushing aside the layers of vines and jumping into the open space where the escape pod was.

However, when he saw everything in front of him clearly, he stood there in a daze.

The area around the escape pod was very clean, with no signs of fighting. The red lightning in the sky was flashing, but it still couldn't change the tranquility that permeated this last piece of paradise.

But in front of the escape pod, there was already a figure standing silently.

She has long pure white hair and blood-red eyes.

......

The rain betrayed.

The rain had betrayed him, Kemp told himself over and over again.

But this thought was like a carving knife. Every time Kemp repeated it, he felt something stinging his heart fiercely, like a bad-tempered sculptor venting his emotions on an innocent piece of stone.

He actually shot me...

He didn't even hesitate.

why?

"..."

In the dim darkness, Kemp used all his strength to straighten his body and fight against the severe pain that almost overwhelmed him.

His right arm was already feeling a little numb - probably because Yu's shot had burned off his nerves. The numb arm actually became less of a burden at this moment.

Should he be thankful for the factor bullet? After all, if it weren't for the factor bullet that burned his wound, he would have probably died from heavy bleeding.

But it's almost over, it's all over.

Kemp struggled to get up, trying to stand up and kill himself with Jessica's pistol.

That's enough, escape.

Kemp trembled and put Jessica's small pistol against his temple, ready to escape everything in such a cowardly way.

It was impossible for him to save anyone anymore—not Jessica, not himself. Yu's betrayal revealed the true and cruel side of the world to him, completely shattering the last line of defense he had tried so hard to maintain.

"Ah...I'm sorry...Jessica...Aunt Enlia..."

Kemp's index finger trembled on the trigger, almost ready to exert force.

But before he pulled the trigger, a faint cry came from a distance:

"Little Camp..."

He turned his head, but before he could see the familiar face clearly, the overwhelming darkness completely swallowed up his forced vision.

So tired...

......

Kemp had a dream.

He dreamed that he and Jessica were holding hands and walking together through the streets of Wezel.

Oh, of course he didn't know what Wezel looked like - it was the capital of the Federation, and even if he saved money from delivering newspapers for another ten years, he might not be able to live there for a week.

But he was sure that this was Wezel, because the Tower of Babel was not far away, and above the streets were stars twinkling and winking at him.

When he turned his head, he was face to face with the girl with blushing cheeks: Jessica was looking at him, her face full of shyness and timidity, completely different from her usual carefree look.

"let's go?"

Jessica pointed toward the end of the street, and Kemp looked over and saw the store displaying pure white wedding dresses.

Yes, he and Jessica had agreed on it.

Obviously, we agreed on this.

Looking at the girl's shy face, Kemp was stunned for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand and wanted to respond to her.

However, before that, there was a loud noise on the horizon -

"boom--"

Kemp looked closely and only had time to see the red light bursting out from the center of the tower before his vision went dark.

The stars, the stars shattered in front of him and turned into mirror fragments scattered all over the ground.

Countless faces were reflected in those fragments: those who had met before and those who had not. They all held their own "daggers" in their hands, waving them constantly, staining the edges and corners of the mirror fragments with bright red.

"In the competition, people see each other, people kill each other, and people plunder each other."

Whispers from some old guy who was long dead, and some friend who betrayed him.

Then, Kemp felt his consciousness dissipate, like the mist in a strange forest.

......

"J...Jessica!!"

Kemp struggled to get up and found that his mind was much clearer.

He lowered his head and found that the window on his right arm was bandaged with several messy bandages. Although it was still slightly painful, it had eased a bit - or rather, it was more like it had become numb.

In front of Kemp, Jessica just lay on the ground, her body trembling slightly.

Various props from the medical box were scattered in front of her, spread out on the ground in a very messy manner, and one could see her panic and anxiety during the entire bandaging process.

Kemp looked behind Jessica and found an obvious drag mark there. For a moment, his heart trembled slightly.

It was Jessica who desperately crawled over from the edge of the clearing, and then used all her strength to bandage her wounds.

And he even wanted to commit suicide just now to destroy their last hope.

"..."

Kemp silently clenched his fists, his face trembling gloomily.

He couldn't give up, at least, he had to let Jessica leave.

"..."

Kemp stood up, his legs still trembling, but he used all his strength to keep them steady.

He bent down slightly and carried Jessica on his back, gently steadying her.

"Xiao Xi, let's go home..."

......

8) Martyrs, Roses at the Tomb (Part 2)

"..."

In front of the escape pod, Perlis stood silently, her slender fingers wrapped around the silver blade.

According to Carly's intelligence, a group of contestants will soon arrive at the escape pod and try to escape.

She moved through the forest very quickly and arrived at the escape pod in advance. The fog in the Weird Mist Forest had been blown away by the strong wind, and the red lightning in the sky was flashing more and more frequently, and it would soon fall.

Perlis has completely suppressed all her emotions into the little black box in her heart - she has no time to feel compassion. No matter who arrives here next, she will kill him ruthlessly and take away that guy's dog tags.

No matter what she thought, the current situation could not be delayed any longer.

"call--"

Strong winds blew past, lifting the girl's pure white hair, which fluttered in the air like fireworks.

She waited silently, waiting for the prey to bring the dog tags to her door, waiting for the prey to scream under her blade.

After all, they chose to join the competition themselves, didn't they?

"Boom——"