He turned his head meaningfully and looked at the coming monsters. Although he was standing at a lower height, he seemed to be overlooking them.

They are like the relationship between the hunter and the hunted, but they thought they were the hunters, and when they saw the dazzling white, they let out a strange cry of horror.

"Monsters" like them are slaughtered by real "monsters".

A few minutes later, dozens of monsters were buried in the silvery white light.

"...Killed it."

Seeing the corpses turn into black smoke and dissipate into the air one by one, she murmured unconsciously.

How many monsters did you kill today?

What's the point of repeating such killings?Will the dead come back for the kill?Can one's own life be taken back through such an act?

On the gray sky, there is an invisible gap. The sudden appearance of this gap a few years ago shattered the dream of human beings.

With a casual wave of the hand holding the sword, the silver-white radiance turned into a ray of light and passed over a dilapidated cake house. Although she was stunned for a moment, the monster hidden in the cake house had been cut in half and buried in a fully loaded room. In the cake house she remembered from her childhood.

Putting the sword back into the sheath hanging on her waist, the woman stood in a daze in front of the collapsed cake house.

Ruins like this, the city is full of beautiful green forest parks, secluded small parks, seashores flocking with seagulls...

When the world has become like this, those who are called the inside cannot be alone.

Walking in the ruins of the city, passing the deserted big supermarket, remembering that the daily necessities used at home were bought in large quantities during the promotional activities of this big supermarket, and thinking of the parents who always showed affection when the dialogue was not established, and the same dialogue Not being established also made her helpless grandparents.

Sometimes I really don't want them to embarrass themselves.

It has been four years since the gap in the sky appeared, and the whole world has already undergone earth-shaking changes.

Almost no one will live in the cities above the ground.

The woman who thought this way vaguely heard a heart-piercing howl.

Immediately, she rushed to the place where the sound was, and saw a man beating the ground and smashing a car parked on the side of the road with an iron pipe, as if going crazy.

I don't want to be near such a person.

But... people.

It is no longer possible to live on the ground, and monsters will breed because of "rain". "Rain" itself is toxic, and it will corrode buildings and life.

The surviving humans have also been moved to special underground shelters, but there are very few such shelters.

In order to fight against the monsters that come with "Rain", these "Guardians" of them have been newly strengthened, and the original age restriction has also been lifted.

After knocking the madman unconscious, he was brought back to the refuge. Because he was worried about whether he would carry any germs on his body, he asked the medical staff in the refuge and applied for a psychologist.

After all, the people I brought here seem to be mentally disturbed, and it may be because they have been bathed in the "rain".

However, people who have been bathed in the "rain" will be eroded by life and become the monsters that they wiped out just now.

After releasing the "Guardian" form, the woman came to the inner world through several disinfection channels.

Most of the research facilities are located on the outside of the Vault, while the Vault's interior is home to the thousands of surviving people from the city.

"Miss Miller!"

The woman walking towards her has bright blonde hair, like an elf playing in the forest.

It seems that she has the blood of a forest elf and has the ability to manipulate plants. This shelter can support thousands of people, all thanks to this woman.

The British student who moved here because of his parents is one of his childhood sweethearts.

"Michelle, why are you here?"

"Of course I'm worried about Sister Miller. Sister Miller is becoming more and more strange!"

The woman yelled, and hurried to her side and took her hand, as if she was worried that she would run away.

Although Michelle's actions are very touching, even now she can't help but feel her eyes are a little moist, this may be Michelle's charm.

But I really hope that this person with myopia can wear glasses well...I recognize people entirely by feeling, and there are times when mistakes are made.

"Sister Michelle, you are holding my hand."

"Hey, it's Miu Miu. Sister Miller ran away again?"

"I didn't run..."

She patted Michelle's head dumbfounded, worried about this 21-year-old woman who didn't grow up in her heart.

She was her childhood sweetheart, and also her sister who gave her headaches.

The woman who was held by Michelle shook her hand helplessly after breaking away from the older child's grasp.

"The strength is really great."

"Miao Miao, why are you here?"

This is the entrance and exit platform between the inner world and the outer world of the refuge.

Outside the long disinfection channel are a large number of research facilities, all of which have the logo of the Black Hand Cult.

In other words, this refuge is under the jurisdiction of the Black Hand Cult, and of course the people living in the inner circle are also dissatisfied.

However, even the refuge was provided by the Black Hand Order, and those who had no contribution but still wanted power were easily dealt with.

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