zombie land

Flames, fiery red flames burned half of the sky red.

The war stopped, because the sudden flames came out from the inside of the zombie land, and the billowing smoke was accompanied by the zombies whose bodies were burned and scurrying around with flames.

What happened?

Licutus felt that he was just in a daze for a moment, and when he looked up, the flames were already all over the sky.

The deep old castle sees a trace of white smoke in the flames, and the reflection of the fire seems to have its former glory.

What's wrong?What happened?How could it... be on fire?Questions kept popping up in his mind, but no one would answer him. Licutus' instinctive reaction was to run to the castle that once imprisoned him, and he didn't know why he ran.

Unfortunately, before he could take a few steps, his arm was grabbed by Neng, "What are you going to do? Where are you going? Licutus. It's dangerous!" Musrei asked suspiciously.

Licutus turned his head with a pale face, and looked at Musrei blankly, as if he didn't understand what Musrei asked.He clenched his hands involuntarily, he wanted to go back, he kept thinking so in his heart, but that sea of ​​flames... What does it portend?

Suddenly, the black sticky thing I stepped on inside the castle when I ran out of the room at the beginning appeared in my mind, it was oil!

That zombie, he had thought about it from the very beginning, the so-called hell... no, purgatory, in a sea of ​​flames.

"Don't run around." Musrei looked at Likatus, put his hand on Likatus' shoulder, as if to comfort him, but unconsciously took him off.For some reason, he just knew that if Licates was allowed to leave this time, maybe, maybe he would never come back again...

There was a loud bang, and Licutus and Musley turned their heads at the same time, and saw a part of the castle, which seemed to be unable to withstand the scorching fire, and collapsed...

Licutus seemed to understand now that he could no longer hesitate like this, otherwise, maybe he would really break his promise...

The bottle of deep purple potion in his hand is the deepest trust given to him by which zombie!Tightening the hand holding the bottle, "This is for you, I...I have to go back." Putting the bottle in Musrei's hand, Likatus said firmly.

In a trance, Musley was even stunned.He didn't understand the meaning of that at all... go back?Where are you going?In his opinion, it was a place for zombies, and it was always time to leave instead of go back.

And just as he was stunned, Licates had already run towards the flames.

Musrei looked at the blood-red figure going there, but finally couldn't understand, "Why, Licates! Why?" He shouted loudly with all his strength.

The surrounding crowd who had been watching noisyly because of the raging fire all looked sideways because of this cry.

Seeing that the blood-red figure's running steps suddenly stopped, he turned slightly sideways, with a faint smile on his face, his voice was not loud, but it was enough to be heard clearly in this quiet environment except for the raging flames.

"Musley, I can't go back, do you know? Because since five years ago, I have been the closest human being to a zombie!" Drifting in the scorched warm wind...

That scene, that young man, whether familiar or unfamiliar, that figure, the figure that left, in that battle, may all be deeply engraved in people's minds.

Because of the victory of human beings, and also because of the youth who threw himself into the camp of zombies without hesitation in such a victory, and claimed his existence like that...

It’s just that, facing such a person, he may be laughed at by others, become a running dog of zombies, and may feel sorry, because the young man brought a good medicine that can cure the poison of zombies...but it will be forgotten in the end...

A dead person, except those who keep forcing himself to remember, will gradually forget, because that is the existence of memory... And even if he remembers, as time goes by, what he recalls is only a touch of sadness... ...Scholarly

The fire burned all night and didn't go out until the early morning of the second day. Even though Musley led the crowd to fight the fire halfway, it was in vain.

That boy, the boy he wanted to save with all his heart, left in the end and was buried in the flames with the zombies.

Standing in the ashes, there were all gray and black charcoal strips and ashes, and he couldn't even find the ashes of the boy... In addition to sadness, there was also that unbearable turmoil in his heart.

Regarding the departure of the young man, the words "the person closest to the zombie", perhaps he understood the meaning in his heart, but his subconscious was still constantly rejecting...

Humanity finally won, and when he returned to the village, he could only smile amidst the joy of everyone. This is indeed worth celebrating.

"Musley, you're back!" Corrigi came to Musley with reddened eyes, "What about him?" Corrigi asked, in fact, when he saw Musley's eyes, he already understood that those The words circulating in the crowd, no matter whether they are praises or criticisms, all have the same meaning... That boy!

"He may have been by our side all the time!" Musley said, covering his face with one hand.The thin stream of water slipped from between the fingers, it was a teenager's dream, it was broken once, but now it exists in my heart forever...

Corrigi stepped forward and silently embraced the man who had already bent over and crouched in his arms.He may not be able to understand that pain, but he would rather bear it himself.

In this way, humans finally returned to this land. Naturally, Musrei is still the leader of the village, and he is also the leader of humans afterward...

But even so, when human beings are brilliant again, and use those unexpectedly protected and intact factories to make themselves stronger again...

When Musreh is no longer a boy, when the empire once again stands on this blue planet, there will still be such a figure in the midnight dream, whether it is the childhood wearing simple clothes and a fair neck, or the last That time, the whole body was blood red, pale, but handsome and unforgettable... And all of this is in memory...