Strange rules: starting with a white-haired beauty

"In fact, those lizards who helped you all sacrificed themselves voluntarily for the future of mankind..."

"Go and fight against the abyss, and then become part of the raging fire that ignites this place. As long as you can destroy the abyss, no matter how many sacrifices you make, it will be worth it..."

"Those who are not willing to be dignified are not even qualified to fight against the abyss."

"Those who were lightly polluted, I brought them out with lizards and returned to the real world. They will forget everything that happened here. Although there will still be some mental trauma and stress reactions at special times, they will still You can live your life as usual.”

"As for those who are moderately polluted and severely polluted, I can only let them be buried with the abyss. Although they are still human beings, maybe they can still be saved after they get out... But in my eyes, they have long been part of the abyss. Yes, it will happen sooner or later."

"If they are unwilling to 'voluntarily' fight against the Abyss, I respect their choice, but I will... kill them. I will not let them return to the real world, and I will not let the previous tragedy happen again."

"You... are really crazy... You know some people can be saved, but you still want to take action?" An indescribable expression appeared on the emotional Lan Zhirou's face. She could not accept what the curator did. But he couldn't refute it. From the curator's point of view, maybe this was the best way to solve the problem.

It would be better to say that even from Lan Zhirou's point of view, the rational way of thinking is the same.

"Hahahahaha..." The curator suddenly held his stomach and laughed like the "madman" in Lan Zhirou's mouth.

"Don't tell me the fairy tale about a dragon-slaying warrior who eventually becomes a dragon. There are no warriors in this world, only dragons... If I become a dragon, you don't need to judge me, I will judge myself. "

“No sacrifice is too big to be accepted, that’s what I’ve always believed.”

"When I saw you walking in, completely sane, I knew the day I'd been waiting for had arrived."

"It's time, my time has come."

"I knew from the beginning that I was ready..."

The curator slowly turned around, and as he spoke, he took out a dagger with blood stains that had not yet been wiped off. He stared straight ahead with a twisted face. Lan Zhirou thought that the curator was going to attack her. Subconsciously, he raised his revolver and aimed it at the curator, and was ready to pause time at any time.

"You call me a lunatic. Do you know how many people have been saved because of me?" The curator looked at Lan Zhirou's vigilant expression and said in a sinister tone, "Before I successfully took over the Reptile Museum, who could survive from it?" Less than 5% of people have come out of the abyss, and because of what I did, 60% of them will only be slightly contaminated, and they can all successfully return home to reunite with their families."

"I killed them, yes! I have never denied these things!"

"But I have allowed more people to survive. If there must be one person to be the villain, it can only be me! Coward! You are all cowards! If you all like to seek fame and fame, then I alone can resist this evil. Corrupting darkness.”

"After I did the unforgivable thing to my sister, I swore that I would survive no matter what. I would make this damn place pay the price. I would burn it to the ground with a fire, taking with it the dirty things that had become Bury them together with the others, and burn them to ashes to pay homage to my long-lost sister!”

"If using the Chongdian can end the troubled times, then it doesn't matter how many people I kill. If waging war can bring peace, then I won't be soft-hearted no matter how many people die in front of me."

"How many people can you save? In my long time here, I have saved at least thousands, tens of thousands of people!"

"Because of what I did, millions and tens of millions of people will be saved in the future!"

The curator raised the dagger, waved his arms, and yelled emotionally, as if someone who was completely mentally unstable was giving a "lecture."

Lan Zhirou looked at the curator who had become completely crazy, and her finger was already on the trigger.

But after a moment, the curator suddenly showed a sad expression and put the dagger against his left chest.

"What are you going to do?" Lan Zhirou asked subconsciously, what she was doing was just like the boss's second stage transformation.

"Already, already done." The curator looked at the gray sky outside the window and muttered to himself, "This time... I will definitely not fail again."

"It's the end, let me end it all. At least here, let me prove... that my great ideal... is worthy of their sacrifice."

"Actually, I don't want to hurt these people, but for the "Torch", to eliminate Chun, and to make the Abyss disappear from this world once and for all, this is something that I can do nothing about."

The curator recited a strange prayer, and then a stone platform rose from the ground with a torch burning with white light.

"It's very beautiful. This is the dispersing torch made of the souls of those people. Only it can light the giant tree in the center of the abyss. It is also the strange entity - Chun." The curator gently touched the masterpiece that belonged to her in front of her. , and then pointed the tip of the dagger toward his heart, "There is only one thing missing from it. Now, let me prove to you that I am right."

"!" Lan Zhirou was shocked when she saw the curator's actions. She had already guessed what the last thing the curator was talking about was.

Her own soul.

"Actually, what is described in the diary is not everything. My... friend was also one of the visitors to the zoo. She got lost in it at some point and was separated from her family." The curator suddenly spoke softly again. , the madness seemed to have completely disappeared, and all that was left was sadness, "When I saw them again, they were no longer living like human beings. I was also one of the victims whose love was taken away by the abyss, But because of this, because I am here, the same tragedy will never happen again..."

"Now that I think about it, it's fate that makes me appear here and do this kind of thing..."

"You must remember that you are a human being, not an animal...even if you have changed into another person..."

After saying that, the curator stabbed the dagger directly into his heart.

Although the curator is already a part of the weirdness, she knows that if the dagger engraved with runes is stained with lizard blood, it can also grant the weirdness eternal sleep.

In less than two breaths, the curator lost his vitality, and Lan Zhirou was too late to save him. Then her body suddenly began to twist strangely, her hair fell off completely, her skin turned completely gray, and her face turned into a withered appearance like bark, just like the Wendigo she had seen before.

Losing the protection of its strange power, the Wendigo evil spirit residing in her body quickly gained control of her body - but it was a body that was already dead. The evil spirit howled unwillingly and disappeared into the endless. In the dark.

A green shimmer flew out of the remains and merged into the white light torch. The white light torch suddenly became brighter, and the burning white flame was instantly dyed with a touch of miserable green.