First Player

Chapter 770 Chapter 769 · [Stay, stay, come, come on. 】

The bright red blood shot up.

"Tick tock, tick tock."

Liquid dripped onto the floor. The bright red and icy white collided, catching everyone's shocked eyes.

Their expressions were still worried about Su Ming'an. Some people's steps have not had time to hit the ground, and someone's hand has just reached out anxiously——

They saw this scene.

Blood slid down the blade and dripped on the ground.

The invincible sword of Arman pierced the body of the god, entering from the chest and exiting from the back.

The [Forced Hit] special effect of the Yellow Rose Lock flows on the blade, as if a rose is blooming in the blood. Su Ming'an maintained his sword-drawing posture, raised his head, and looked at the god who was very close to him.

Akto's face was still calm, and the god seemed to have returned to his usual peace. Those gray pupils clearly reflected Su Ming'an, whose face was stained with tears.

Then, the corner of the god's mouth moved slightly.

"It's a bit unexpected." The god smiled: "You are the only variable outside my plan, Su Mingan. As the number one leader in the world game, your perseverance and wisdom deserve recognition."

The bright red blood slid down the corner of the god's mouth. The god took a few steps back, and the long sword drew a long line of blood in the air.

…

"Ding dong!"

[Kill (god·bionic body), Exp+50000! (Experience will be replenished after the player upgrades to level five)]

[Acquire the title (God Killer): You have the qualifications to understand the word "god", and it will be easier for you to understand the mysteries of "authority, energy, and faith". 】

…

In front of people's shocked eyes, the god fell.

The blood stained the ground red, like a bloody map gradually spreading.

This scene was too sudden and too ridiculous. People were not mentally prepared, and even felt that the truly tragic battle ended suddenly before it even started, making them feel that this was another game.

His mind went blank and he didn't know what to say. All that was left in people's eyes was the figure wrapped in the scarlet hose. The black-haired young man was holding a blood-stained sword, and his face was filled with uncontrollable tears. The expression on his face was entangled with love and hate, as if he was laughing, and he seemed to be crying.

When the excitement reaches the extreme, people will laugh to tears. When sadness reaches the extreme, people will laugh out loud. Laughter and tears are always inseparable.

No one knew Su Mingan's mood, and his expression seemed to be blank.

"..."

Su Mingan couldn't hear what the god said, nor could he hear the system prompts.

Crazy, trivial, superimposed, and detailed, the screams and cries from different human beings were like sea water pouring over and filling his ears. Everything in front of him was like a shaking ghost in a dream - Waiting for North Lisel He experienced countless simulations of loneliness and despair, and the deep sadness and regret of losing his companions rushed in, occupying all his thinking space.

Reason is like a fragile silk string. He can no longer find any trace of its integrity. Before he knew it, it had been broken with a "snap".

The hit of this sword was all based on the equipment skill of Yellow Rose Lock.

His entire vision was quickly cut off. After coughing, he felt a warm and moist feeling welling up from the corner of his mouth.

"——Su Ming'an! Su Ming'an!"

Dimly, there was a voice that kept calling him, with the tone and persistence of a young man.

"——Su Mingan!"

Then came more voices that were not the same.

They looked like floating duckweed, or a strand of straw hanging from the stern of a boat, and he looked up from the deep sea - saw these hooks hanging down to him, and a statue of a god falling into the deep sea.

Some people say that Su Mingan is also a kind of "god".

Any existence that bestows human beings with well-being, makes them have faith, and has the ability and will to overwhelm them can be regarded as a "god" - it is a "meaning" that is used to confirm the legitimacy of certain moral and collective actions. Sex, and human beings are a product "subject to meaning".

A kind of collective will, a kind of belief, human beings cannot do without it. In the extremely desperate apocalypse, human beings need its existence even more.

In the eyes of outsiders, Su Mingan is omnipotent and always correct - he is the "god" in an apocalyptic environment like the World Game.

People always believe that the future of mankind should not be created by the so-called gods, but must be created by the collective efforts of everyone. Even if there is a god like "Asa Akto" in people's eyes, it is still inseparable from the efforts of Jiu Xi, the struggle of countless scientists, and the sacrifices of countless revolutionaries.

Therefore, humans do not believe in everything about Su Mingan as a "human", because he has truly created the future by himself and crushed all players. Even Noel's combat effectiveness cannot keep up with his footsteps - "humans" cannot do this. to this point.

It seems that in their eyes, "Su Mingan" is hardly a person.

He is more like a spirit, a war in which countless people uphold the "Su Mingan Spirit" and advance for their ideals.

This is a view in the World Forum. Some people think that Su Ming'an is not a selfish person. They think that Su Ming'an is sacrificing for a certain ideal.

Therefore, this view rightly deprives Su Ming'an of his rights as a "human being", rightfully erases his spirit of sacrifice and struggle as a "human being", and vetoes all the rationality of his struggle so far. If he were an independent, single "person", he would not be able to do this.

——Unless he is a "materialized spirit".

——Unless he is an "incarnation of the will of the world."

——Unless it is a "perfect pass program".

——Unless he is "a tool sent by the organizer".

——Or...unless he is the "organizer himself".

These speculations are numerous and complicated. People have tried their best to speculate the name "Su Mingan" to "unreachable" and "unimaginable" heights, and have tried their best to give him a complicated reputation, identity and aura.

They had guessed so much, but he couldn't be a "person", a 19-year-old student.

He is no different from Acto who was forced to solidify on the throne.

…

[You have gradually become accustomed to titles such as "god" and "incarnation of world will." You sit in this position, use your reputation and reputation to allocate resources and command the army. 】

[You are getting further and further away from normal human beings, your personality has been completely alienated, and your emotions have become indifferent. Even if you laugh a little, you feel that it is an apology to the deceased. 】

[——You are Asa Aktor. 】

[The co-owner of mankind, the embodiment of civilization, and the will of the world. 】

[You sit numbly on the chair,]

[It’s like becoming a solidified empty shell. 】

…

Drowning in a deep sea from which there is no escape.

Su Mingan's five senses were gradually fragmented, and he almost forgot who he was, as if his actions in the past few hours were all based on instinct.

Aktor's empathy, North Lisel's empathy was like a tsunami, drowning him.

But there are still people who persist in shouting:

"——Su Mingan!"

"——Su Mingan!"

Noel's clear and high voice, Yamada Machichi's soft but firm voice, Violet's voice as smooth as silk, Xi Qing's voice as clear as a stream... and the echoes of countless people.

After struggling for a long time, he finally opened his eyes.

In the scarlet blood, Noel shook his shoulders. A strand of blond hair hung in front of his eyes, like the color of a sunflower.

Seeing that he was awake, Noel had a smile on his face, as if he had regained it.

"As long as you're fine." Noel's voice was trembling: "Just leave the rest to us... Just leave it to us."

Next to Su Ming'an, people were trying their best to pull open the scarlet hoses, but these hoses were already stuck to Su Ming'an's back, like a group of blood-sucking insects that refused to let go. If they were pulled out hastily, who knows what would happen. .

Most of the hall was filled with dense crowds of people wearing robes, armor, and cloth. Su Mingan knew almost no one, but they looked at him with full trust, as if they had regarded him as a flag.

"This thing can't be taken apart, and it can't be cut off without stopping." Zhang Xiaoqi muttered, jumping up and down like a hairy monkey, fiddling with the scarlet hose.

"Can you try to pull it out from the other side? I always feel that this ending is too weird. It feels like it's not over yet. Help Su Ming'an get rid of these hoses first." Qiuqiu tried his best to pull out, sweating profusely.

"I don't know. Su Mingan is awake. Let him judge..."

"..."

Su Mingan looked sideways and found that the god's body was missing. In fact, when the god fell to the ground and the blood spilled out, the god's body automatically decomposed and disappeared.

"...No." He said, his voice so hoarse that he was shocked.

"What did you say?"

As soon as Su Mingan opened his mouth, everyone immediately turned their attention and stared at him.

The yearning and admiration in their eyes made people hallucinate those memories of Akto - people who were obviously strangers to Akto, but could die because of Akto's order.

"...Go first and find the gods." Su Mingan said intermittently.

He didn't believe that a god with all his plans would completely fail just because he was struck by a sword. If this was a deliberate act by the gods, then everyone has fallen into a trap.

"People have been sent to look for it. Most of them started to search the floors of the building, and some people also went to the rooftop." Xi held his hand beside him: "We will find a way to help you get rid of these hoses. If the hoses don't break away for a while, , when you start it next time, you will still fall into emotional resonance. You have done enough and you can rest."

……Yeah?

...can you take a rest?

Su Mingan didn't believe it would be so beautiful. Every time people told him "it's all over," there was always a bigger crisis.

"I..." He started, but his face felt sticky, as if tears were falling naturally again.

Xi stretched out her hand.

Her somewhat rough fingertips scraped his cheek, wiping away the tears on his face. Ever since he broke away from the emotional resonance of Beilisel, these physical tears could not be stopped.

But after she wiped it gently, the water flowed even more fiercely. Su Mingan couldn't help but close her eyes, trying to control these disobedient reactions.

Soon, a gentle hug came close to him, like approaching a crackling fireplace in winter.

Xi hugged him with extreme restraint. Her hands were placed on his back, as if giving him strength and comfort.

"...Years ago, it was raining heavily in the forest that day. You sang the song of freedom by the campfire. You promised that you would be with us until the end." Xi whispered: "Now that Sen is gone, Trey Tia is gone, Noah is gone, Xia Sheng is gone, and Yaowen is gone, but the survivors will continue to accompany you."

"If you feel sad, of course you have the right to give up. I gradually came to understand that this is not your world, and you have the right to choose."

"We're not going to push you, we're not going to hate you, everyone here likes you."

"Xiao Shuai, if you want to stay, of course that's fine. I will continue to stay with you, and countless people who survive will stay with you."

"If you want to keep walking, that's fine. Maybe in the future... you will meet countless people like me."

"Most of what we present to you is the shortage of survival resources, unbearable humanity, harsh winters with harsh environment, displaced people, and wars all over the earth... The world is so devastated that there seems to be nothing worth missing."

"But when you look back, you remember that there is a civilization here called the Ruined World, you think of the names and faces of us people, you think of the bonfires and oasis here, you think of the first lilies that bloom in spring, you think of me. What I said to you today..."

"Then I'll be satisfied."

"We are very satisfied to have met you."

Like a burst of daytime fireworks, the warmth on her face seemed to extend along the nerve endings, with a fiery heat.

Su Mingan's eyes trembled for a moment.

He looked over Xi's shoulder at the people talking and walking, and seemed to hear the echoes of countless people in the ruined world.

Suddenly, he saw a dark figure standing on the edge of the aerial fence.

The white-haired young man stands in the darkness, always following the darkness. When he suddenly met Su Ming'an's eyes, Lin Guang tugged his lips and smiled.

Lin Guang's smile was no longer so stiff compared to when he first met in Catastrophe 32, just like a normal person's smile. But there are still strong traces of imitation in the smile, which can be seen as the result of careful practice rather than Lin Guang actually feeling happy.

Su Mingan stood up.

Everyone followed his actions, stopped talking, and looked wary of Lin Guang's sudden appearance.

In the darkness, Lin Guang just moved his lips and made a mouth shape:

"Stay, stay, come, come on."

Even the mouth shape is in Long Mandarin.

After a while, Lin Guang didn't make any eye contact with him. He turned around, leaving behind an extremely indifferent figure.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

Every step Lin Guang walked with his back to the people made a dull sound on the iron boardwalk behind the fence.