Lost Narrative Poetry

"What, what?"

The man's mind went blank, but his body wanted to take action faster than his mind. Only the bronze sacrificial knife held tightly in his left arm wanted to use force again.

However, the twisted outline of flesh and blood ripped off the man's remaining left arm with just one pull, including the skin, flesh and bones. It was clear that as an Omega-level psyker, his strong body had been tempered many times by his psychic abilities. It has also been strengthened by the amplification of abnormal characteristics, reaching the limit of human beings.

But at this moment, all of this was for naught.

He felt like his body was made of paper. If the monster pinched it and pulled it gently, it could tear off his limbs like pieces of paper.

He had lost too much blood, his body had no strength, and his spiritual energy was almost exhausted. Even if he wanted to burst out again and burn his life regardless of the consequences, he still couldn't do it. This ball of flesh and blood just touched him. Paralyzed all his trump cards.

All non-scientific, counter-intuitive abilities, powers extracted from abnormal characteristics, even the abnormal things he carries on his body.

These things suddenly lost their original effects, and seemed to have encountered natural enemies and the source of everything that restrained them.

"Death struggle, boring behavior..."

It was like an explosion of spiritual fluctuations, exploding in the consciousness of all the survivors on the entire moon surface. The outline of flesh and blood was as cold as a god from above. "It" had no organs like eyeballs, but it seemed to be overlooking the thousands of wounds below. A battlefield full of holes; "it" is just a mass of flesh and blood, but it seems to show a mocking expression.

"As you thought, everything is over, but...it's you who ended it."

The fluctuations of spiritual power ripple across the void. Even if the language is not accessible, the meaning can be accurately sent into everyone's consciousness without the need for language, eliminating the need for expression.

"..."

"..."

silence.

Deathly silence.

The survivors who were crying with joy just now had expressions of despair on their faces. They looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. Their eyes were shaken violently and their expressions were completely pale.

The steely will and the awareness of death, they have not lacked these before, otherwise, they would not still fight to the death in such a desperate situation just now, let alone set foot on this satellite to participate in a war where they could die at any time. .

But that was before...

The most terrifying thing is not the complete and utter despair, but the fact that people see hope first and then destroy it cruelly and ruthlessly. Such a huge gap can really make people feel crazy and suffocated.

Before, they were all tensed up and holding on to their last breath. But after they thought they and others had won a miraculous victory, they cried with joy and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief, or... let out a sigh of relief, but now they I can no longer muster any will.

Tiredness, pain, fear, despair...

The darkness is boundless and they can only sink. Their numb spirits finally collapse and there is no way to continue to support them. The human mind is like this, strong yet fragile.

"Why……"

As the leader, the man also looked desperate, with a look of defeat in his eyes. His life was like a candle in the wind, both arms had been lost, and his abdominal cavity was penetrated by the tip of a giant vine, cutting him off from death. God's being is nailed together -

This is because in the previous tragic battles, one tactic after another was killed one after another. They finally found that they and others could not rely on their own strength to fight into the core of the moon and execute the beheading plan. .

Therefore, based on the idea of ​​​​letting the mountain come over if they can't survive, the rebels cleverly combined the different characteristics of multiple abnormal events, and finally sent the seeds of Giant Tengman into the center of the moon, where they would thrive and die. The throne of God's flesh and blood "topped" up.

The reason why it still penetrates the man's body and nails him with the flesh and blood of the dead god is because this is part of the strategy.

The giant vine grows extremely fast. If it is not controlled, taking the earth as an example, it can grow above the clouds in half a minute... But who can guarantee that it will grow according to its own ideas. What about the far side of the moon emerging from the earth?

At that time, their group of remnant soldiers still had to cross half a moon to rush to a new battlefield?

This is absolutely not allowed.

That's why the man decided to use his body to attract the giant vine, so that when it grows crazily underground, it will chase his own flesh and blood, thus ensuring that when the vine finally breaks out of the ground, it will be there. Under your own feet...

When his body was nailed through and nailed together with the dead god's flesh and blood, he also seized the opportunity and stabbed the bronze sacrificial knife capable of killing all things into the dead god's body.

To be honest, he fought desperately at that time and didn't think he would succeed. It was just that it was the last resort of the resistance. Otherwise, there was no other choice. If it didn't work, he would just risk everything and die. I need to stab him with a knife.

One can imagine how ecstatic they were when the God of Death withstood the blow without any resistance and everything calmed down...

It's a pity that now...

The man felt his eyes go dark, but he still glared fiercely at the mass of flesh and blood in front of him. He knew that his last vitality was about to be drained away. After all, even the strongest human beings cannot survive when all the blood in their body is almost drained. Continue to survive.

However, he was not willing to give in, and he was not willing to die.

"Why!" It was like a flashback, and he didn't know where the strength came from. The man gritted his teeth, and his voice grew from small to loud, and finally became like a thunderous roar sweeping the entire battlefield, as if blood was spurting out from his throat. Screaming, "Why us!"

His dim eyes seemed to be rekindled with fire, and there was light flashing!

That's right! Why us!

"..."

"..."

There was a brief silence, and only the vague outline of a humanoid made of flesh and blood seemed to be silent.

"It" looked at the dying man quietly. After a moment, it suddenly seemed to lose interest and directly threw the latter's body out in an arc from high in the sky. The broken body was like a rag. The doll fell towards the desolate battlefield.

"How ridiculous is the human perspective..."

"You guys leave."

The spiritual fluctuations spread indifferently, resounding in everyone's hearts.

The surviving soldiers raised their heads in shock, looking in disbelief. This monster actually let them go?

But the leading man stood up again with the help of his teammates. His breath was extremely weak, but his eyes seemed to have burning flames. He looked up at the flesh and blood wrapped in vines and lifted high into the sky. Throne, roared angrily:

"Answer me! Why!!"

"..."

"..."

The outline of a humanoid with blurred flesh and blood looked down at him calmly from high in the sky.

"Why?"

"I also want to know, why me?"

The excessively quiet whispers gave everyone an ominous premonition. They could all feel the huge suppressed waves behind this calmness. There seemed to be a terrifying aura surging, which was stronger than the surging sky in the rolling thunderclouds. The power is a thousand times more terrifying!

Their brains almost stopped thinking, as if their thoughts were frozen, and they just faced everything that was going to happen next.

Even if some people can still think under this terrifying pressure, they can only instinctively follow the meaning of that sentence and run their stagnant and rigid thinking.

What's the meaning?

What is called "it"? Didn't all of this happen because of this monster? Why do you make it sound like "it" is the victim?

"Do you know what fear is? No, you don't know..."

The bloody silhouette looked down at everyone indifferently.

"Do you think the world should be taken for granted? Do you think everything should have a reasonable explanation? Do you think that even though the universe pretends to be capricious now, the soul actually always knows its owner?"

"Wrong! Everything you think is sacred, including laws, interests and emotions, are invalid and meaningless in the vast universe. What has risen will sink, what has sunk will rise, and what is eternally sleeping is not The dead, in the mysterious eternity, even death itself will disappear..."

"It" gently raised the outline of an arm made of flesh and blood, and in an instant, everyone's eyes were blurred.

Not sure if it was a real illusion, they found that they and others appeared in the endless darkness of space. Below was the blue gem-like earth, and further away was a blazing and baking planet. Huge stars in space.

Lines of light emerged, and the planetary orbits of the entire solar system were vividly marked.

"Since you are so thirsty for the truth, I will give you the truth."

There is no trace of kindness, it is completely indifferent cruelty, and the fluctuation of the mind indifferently instills a large amount of information into everyone's consciousness.

"You only have the most basic understanding of the universe now. You know that the earth moves around the sun, you know that the moon moves around the earth, and you also know about the Milky Way... But do you know that more than five hundred years ago, your ancestors already Discovered the disaster that occurred deep in the universe."

"They discovered that their galaxy was moving at high speed in the universe, and that some kind of force was dragging your galaxy. Then they discovered that not only your galaxy, but all the galaxies within hundreds of millions of light years around it were being inexorably destroyed. The strong gravity of resistance drags it over..."

"To generate such a terrifying gravitational force, this mysterious gravitational center requires tens of thousands of times the mass of the Milky Way. They believe that there is an extremely huge object in the depths of the universe in the direction you call Centaur, and the mass is highly concentrated. Such a phenomenon has formed..."

The outline of a humanoid with blurred flesh and blood said such words indifferently with mental fluctuations.

"What does this have to do with us? What do you want to say!"

The man had a bad premonition. He intuitively felt that he and others seemed to be really close to the truth of the matter, but that was the madness called reality, which would only break people's spirits.

"Of course it does matter..."

The bloody humanoid silhouette answered calmly.

"That's where I was killed."

"..."

"..."

Everyone's brains were blank. Perhaps the telepathic effect caused by the abnormal characteristics was still exerting an influence. At this moment, they all remembered the code name of this monster, so straightforwardly.

God of death...

The indifferent soul fluctuations continued to sound, and the ripples across the space changed everything, recreating the disaster.

"Let you see what true despair looks like -"

Before everyone could recover, they discovered that the surrounding space had changed again.

In the deep and boundless universe, there are endless stars burning, as well as countless stars that revolve and rotate according to the laws of the universe. Together they depict beautiful and magnificent nebulae that are unimaginable to human beings. Each galaxy has evolved over hundreds of millions of years. Medium rotation.

Their souls seemed to be lost in this majestic and magnificent universe. They stared blankly at the indescribable splendor of the scene in front of them. While they were immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves, they also felt their own insignificance from the bottom of their hearts. .

But just the next moment.

The sudden burst of light was like billions of burning stars exploding at the same time, making them feel that the world had suddenly turned into a vast expanse of white. Even though this was a sight similar to soul vision, it was still almost unbearable for them.

But precisely because of this, they were able to clearly "see" what was going on.

A drop of blood...

It is a drop of blood that bursts out with infinite light...and heat.

It dripped and shone in time, running through countless light years, and penetrated an unknown number of dimensions along the way, before finally falling into this universe with its unparalleled divine power.

The strength of planets, time and space, and even dimensions were not enough to carry this drop of blood, so in just an instant, even the stars that were already burning burned out in an instant and turned directly into fly ash, and countless nebulae and galaxies Just like salt water evaporates directly under high temperature.

It was as if the universe was beginning to melt.

A huge hole appears and spreads around, like an endless abyss spreading, swallowing up and annihilating the entire dimension...

…………

"...This is the reality you want."

The sudden vibration in the soul brought everyone back to reality.

Everyone looked dull and their minds were blank. Even the leader, the man with the strongest will, was trembling and wanted to say something, but was unable to say it. All the emotions had disappeared. , replaced by suffocating despair rising from the depths of the soul.

Fake, all fake, he really wanted to deny it, but he couldn't even think about it.

The madness called reality is offended, blasphemed, and becomes unbelievable, but it is still deeply engraved in the consciousness. After all, this monster that can defeat humans and civilization at will, and they can't defeat it no matter what, why is there any need to fabricate such lies to them?

"The blood of God erodes through our universe, like a balloon opening a hole. We can't stop it, we can only watch it end..."

The mental fluctuations of the bloody existence finally showed obvious changes, like anger, like self-mockery, mixed with a bit of despair:

"This is the fate promised by God, and no one can be spared. So - cry, beg...struggle! Then...go to death!"

The unprecedented despair made everyone feel as if they were being swallowed by darkness and falling into an abyss.

"No……"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"This is your conspiracy! It's not true! Hahaha, such a clumsy trick..."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, everyone, please forgive me..."

Some people had a complete mental breakdown and screamed hysterically. They originally thought they could change everything, but they found that no matter what the outcome, no matter success or failure, the fate of mankind was already doomed. They are not afraid of death, but this futile and sad reality is too cruel...

The bloody humanoid silhouette looked at all this indifferently without taking any action.

"——One more question, why did that drop of blood drip on you? And how did you die and come back to life?"

Amidst the neurotic mutterings, hysterical roars, and all kinds of chaotic sounds, rational explorers still appeared on the battlefield.

"There's no reason...or just like you think why it's you, I also want to know why it's me."

The flesh and blood mass responded coldly.

The universe is inherently chaotic and meaningless, and everything is destined to end.

"That's it..."

The magician put his hand on his chin and thought carefully. This was what the unlucky first victim said. Those old bastards really did it flawlessly. It is estimated that similar things happening in other places are exactly the same.

There was no direct interference, and everything seemed to be just a coincidence.