Binding National Luck: Play as One Punch Man, teammate Boa

The moment Chu Yun kissed Xiaoyin, all the miasma shattered instantly.

The evil thoughts that originally wanted to devour Xiao Yin whole were disintegrated in an instant.

At this moment, tears flowed out of Xiaoyin's eyes unconsciously.

"Why is this..."

At this moment, Xiaoyin's heart was filled with endless remorse and pain.

If I could trust Chu Yun back then, if I wasn't so fragile back then...

It's a pity that nothing is assumed.

The warmth coming from his hand was the fresh blood from Chu Yun's body.

And this man who had been bullying him all this time finally died by his own hands at this moment.

The heart-piercing pain swept through every part of the body, it had nothing to do with the survival of the ethnic group, it had nothing to do with any righteousness, it was just because I killed the person in front of me with my own hands.

The residual warmth in the corner of the mouth still remained, but the person in his arms was not breathing at all.

Xiaoyin just knelt on the ground, holding Chu Yun's body, unable to let go of it for a long time.

The empty eyes were even worse than before, and the lips moved slightly, but they didn't know what to say.

Desperation spread in everyone's heart.

"What about miracles? Every time Chu Yun creates a miracle! I don't believe that Chu Yun just died like this! I can't accept such an ending..."

"That's Chu Yun! How could a person who pushed the foreign battlefield...how could he die like this..."

"It's okay...it's okay...we still have a chance to be resurrected without punishment, nothing will happen..."

"Even if the country has not suffered any harm, I still cannot accept that such a person died so inexplicably."

"Well, in this case... what else can we do besides accepting it?"

The world outside the studio is still calm.

Daxia is still in good weather, without any natural disasters, and no one has lost their lives because of this incident.

For the people of Daxia, this is already the best result.

All I can pray for now is that this kind of thing will not happen again.

If there is a next time, then the loss of so much luck at one time for Daxia, which has a huge national fortune, will undoubtedly be a devastating blow.

Unlike those small countries, in fact, it doesn't affect much at all.

How is it like Daxia, where the lives of more than a billion people are threatened at one time!
"Aren't you clamoring that your Chu Yun is very powerful, why are you so boastful now?"

"I was killed by a woman, and it was so inexplicable. If I died, I must have been laughed to death by you Daxia."

"I think this vixen is the real spy, hahaha, there will be a second time after the first time, your undefeated legend of Great Xia has been defeated!"

"It's too shameless to come out arrogant with such little strength. I think if you throw out a few beauties, your God of War will switch to another nationality, hahahahahahaha!"

"Everyone stumbles, but it's just once. Unlike you, who have died so many times and increased so many times, they are still cannon fodder!"

"At least Chu Yun can lead our teammates into this ruins, how about you? You were blocked by a defeated general and dare not come in!"

"You don't even have the courage to come in, why are you so proud?"

"What are you doing in there? It's so scary to die with your God of War Chu, we're not stupid!"

"Heh, that's all you guys are capable of. In reality, you're submissive, but on the Internet, you're hard-pressed!"

"Isn't this the person from the contestant's country who was shot to death by an arrow before? He died before entering the gate, so proud?"

"you……"

"Who am I? Am I wrong? Trash is rubbish. Jinshan is in front of you, and you can't even touch it. Even if Chu Yun dies, we still have Sister Bao'er. What about you? Who else?"

"I……"

"Don't be so angry, wait to die with your own country, wouldn't it be better to see your house collapse with your own eyes!"

……

At this time, Sister Bao'er was playing with the kitchen knife in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking, as if Chu Yun's death had nothing to do with her at all.

And right now.

The murals behind everyone began to glow with blood.

In just a split second, miasma was released countless times higher than before.

It seems to be trying to swallow everyone directly.

It looks like the whole army will be wiped out here.

Everyone had resigned to their fate, how could he resist the miasma that even Xiaoyin couldn't resist.

Moreover, the blow that Chu Yun's death brought to everyone was no less than the blow that Little Silver suffered before.

His mind was eroded little by little, as if he had fallen into the bottom of despair.

From a third-person point of view, I watched myself gradually degenerate.

This time... is it really over...

at this time.

Sister Bao'er raised a kitchen knife she was playing with and threw it behind her.

The blade pierced directly into the mural.

And the mural seemed to come alive at this time, screaming bursts.

The ghosts among them moved slowly.

All of them showed expressions of despair.

Immediately afterwards, a crack slowly extended from the edge of the knife.

Until the entire mural is full of cracks.

Blood seeped out from it unstoppably, it looked so weird and weird.

Immediately afterwards, Sister Baoer stretched out her right hand to grab the air, and the kitchen knife returned directly to Sister Baoer's hand.

Sister Bao'er wiped the kitchen knife in her hand lightly, then put it away.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched his waist again and said, "That's interesting."

At this time, everyone was a little confused by this sentence.

What is boring?
Chu Yun is dead, okay?
Everyone is dead!

It's boring to say now!
Everyone is going to be wiped out this time!

Is it really so cold-blooded and ruthless?
Even his own life and death can be seen so lightly?

At this moment, the entire church was filled with light.

A beam of holy light shines directly from the flower window and falls on the murals.

The mural shattered in an instant, turning into traces of black miasma and collapsing in all directions.

But no matter how hard the black miasma escaped, it couldn't escape this cage-like church.

It is only a matter of time before it completely dissipates.

Everyone who had already been eroded felt this warm and healing light at this time, and they got rid of the miasma in an instant.

Everyone looked at Sister Baoer, trying to see something from Sister Baoer's expression.

But Sister Baoer's calm face, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, did not reveal any news to everyone.

At this time, there was only one beam of holy light slowly spreading, shining on the entire wall.

New murals appeared in place of the original murals.

It was a picture of incomparable holiness, a picture of an angel swimming proudly above heaven...

Everyone's heart seems to have been washed at this time, full of holiness.

The angel in the painting slowly came to life, ran out of the painting, and made a cheerful sound.

It was the same as the sound I heard when I just entered the church.

The angels roam around everyone, as if they want to purify everyone.

As time went by, the light became stronger and stronger until no one could open their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a bell sounded, breaking the peaceful scene.

Everyone opened their eyes.

What came into view was an empty hall.

In the center of the main hall was a pair of crosses, on which was a dry corpse entangled in chains.

From its appearance, it can be roughly distinguished that it is the previous monster, but its golden pupils are not withered in any way, staring straight at the crowd, which looks very strange.

A gust of wind blows.

Several people looked back.

I found myself standing at the entrance of the first floor hall of the ruins.

There is no church.

There are no angels and demons.

even.

This is just the first step into the ruins of the strongest!