The American strong and miserable villains always want to stick with me [Quick wear]

After Goss' lifespan came to an end, Storm cut off its own energy supply, and their lives ended, but their deeds have been passed down from generation to generation of mechanics and bionics.

[The Most Amazing Mechanic in History], [The Strongest Bionic Man], [The Pioneer of the New Era], [Icebreaker Pioneer]... All kinds of shining titles are tailor-made for them, but Goss and Storm themselves are more Like this:

[The first pair of soul mates formed by humans and bionics]

After leaving the world, Goss got a photo of him being kissed on the temples by the storm in the virtual space.

The shooting technique of the xfw system has always been very good. It combines the deep black background behind the virtual space with the ring lights on the console. Goss and the storm seem to be nestled gently in a suspended neon galaxy.

Goss poked Feng Feng's affectionate eyes in the photo with his finger, sighed, and asked the system: "Do you take photos like this in every world?"

The xfw system is also a bit sad to part. After all, the last world is the plane where it was born, and it can use its real body to communicate with everyone.

The Doudou eyes on its display screen flicked up and down, which meant approval.

Goss: "I remember that after the end of the second world, we directly entered the previous world, accompanied by a state of amnesia. Is this what those predators did?"

System: "That's right! They destroy the world to collect energy, which can be used by them for anything. Wu Yi in the last world destroyed the fate of many people in the small world."

"Don't worry, I have a hunch that we will find their headquarters, and then - uproot." Goss touched the round head of the system.

"However, I'd like to see your picture of Ansair."

The system quickly rummaged through the database, and projected a photo from it: In the torrent of the power of faith condensed in the shape of droplets all over the sky, the wings and bat wings are close to each other, and the foreheads of angels and demons are pressed together, and their fingers are clasped together. Between the intersection of the eyes is exactly the same, devout to the faith.

Goss also poked the curled eyelashes of the fallen angel in the photo, as if recalling the touch of being here.

"Host, are you missing him?" the xfw system asked cautiously.

Goss asked the xfw system to call up the throne map of the first world and Field, and swiped his finger across the three chapters of photos at the same time, telling the system: "They are one person."

"?!" The system was really shocked. It quickly recalled whether it had revealed what the Lord God had said to it, but there was only one answer: not at all.

So, Goss can really recognize it!

The system asked again: "Then why does the host think so?"

Goss smiled and glanced at the little waste system lightly, and looked at the little waste with a sense of guilt, only to hear him say: "Their eyes are the same."

The system was dumbfounded: "The eyes...?" What kind of identification method is this?

"When I saw you in the small world when I had no memory, I would have a sense of reassuring familiarity, so I knew you could trust; but every time I saw him, I would feel the joy of finding a treasure, and I knew it,"

"I can love him."

The system felt a little emotional. Although he was just an intelligent robot, he could vaguely feel that emotion from Goss' gentle words.

"Then let's continue to the next world? The host will definitely meet him again." After all, the main god has firmly locked the host.

Goss nodded: "Next."

The system just wanted to take the host to jump into the nearest world, but suddenly received a message from the world consciousness.

"Wait, host!" The system was very surprised, and the tone raised, "There is a world consciousness asking us for help!"

"Huh?" Goss frowned and said, "Tell me carefully."

It was a world that was on the verge of being broken, because once there were predators in this world, they pushed the Child of Destiny to a point of no return, and wanted to break the Child of Destiny and take away the luck from him, but they did not expect that the Child of Destiny With a tenacious nature, he finally destroyed the whole world with his despair towards the world.

Goss repeated slowly: "... destroyed the whole world?"

"That's right, he is really extinct," the system said sadly, "the more detailed things world consciousness has not mentioned, but it has now reversed the timeline with the last energy, and then randomly sent out distress messages to the surroundings , I hope it can help it prevent that person from destroying the world."

"The consciousness of the world has fallen asleep, and now we are the ones who receive the distress message."

The system didn't finish its sentence, but it was now clear that Goss needed to make a decision: Do you want to help this crumbling broken world?

"Go," Goss sensed a familiar energy from this world, "I'm also curious about what kind of thing can drive the Son of Destiny to become a villain who will destroy the world."

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Goss walked on the dry land, and every step seemed to crush a hard clod.

The current date is November, but the weather is abnormally hot, and the sun hanging high in the sky is red and purple, showing a confusing and magical feeling.

This world can only be described in one word - devastated.

The houses on both sides of the road seemed to have been abandoned for a long time. The dark blood splattered on the windows had been covered with thick dust. The doors were either opened or closed, and they made stiff and rusty sounds when they moved with the wind. In short, they were not at all popular.

But it's not quiet here.

No matter where Goss went, his ears were filled with a delirious, unexamined hunger groan/groan.

These uncomfortable groans/groans came from the mouths of the walking dead wandering around Goss.

Their scientific name is "zombies", their expressions are stiff, their eyes are dull, there is always a piece of incomplete body with tooth marks, and they have supreme fanaticism for fresh flesh and blood.

However, they all turned a blind eye to Goss, who was strolling slowly with their pockets in their pockets. None of them was willing to chase Goss, and they never even cast a glance over him.

Because although Goss's skin looks soft and pink, his hair is black and shiny, and the corners of his eyes and mouth are raised with a good temper, like a handsome young man who has never experienced wind and rain in the palm of his hand, but his heart is very real. Not a single jump.

Goss is a zombie, more precisely, a top zombie king with a humanoid appearance.

He has evolved almost without flaws, and only the black pupils that occasionally reveal his inhuman qualities when he loses control of his emotions.

The xfw system, invisible to others, babbled at the side again: "Your identity as the host is not very good, it feels like you will be a public enemy of the world, but you have to pretend..."

Goss stopped suddenly in front of a window.

The window was ajar, with a gray and yellowed roll of newspaper stuck in the gap.

Still, the large photo on the first page caught Goss's eye.

He pushed open the window, took out the roll of newspaper, and took only the top page, with a very prominent headline at the top:

【The birth of the tenth savior may end this last days】

It was already a few months ago.

The photo next to it was a bit blurred by the wind and sun, but the thick and handsome people in it could almost catch everyone's attention.

It was a bewitching beauty that transcended gender.

The system quickly scanned the page: "This is a human being immune to the zombie virus! No wonder there is such a title."

Goss pressed his fingers lightly, and the page crumbled like a flimsy layer of ice.

"The tenth savior...where did the first nine go?"

The system quickly responded: "That's right! And judging by the zombie siege, the end times are obviously not over yet!"

Was the plan a failure?The genes of the tenth savior are not so powerful?Or did the zombies evolve accordingly?

"Then let's go to the research institute now! Maybe this is the key to ending the apocalypse!" Having found the target so quickly, the system's emotions obviously rose.

Goss suddenly stepped forward and walked straight in one direction.

The system followed behind, very puzzled: "Hey, host, you found the place so quickly? Where are you going?"

Goss kept walking, but his brows gradually frowned: "I can't control myself."

"What?!" The system was shocked, and then thought of the setting of this world, "You won't be controlled by the supernatural being!"

Goss continued walking involuntarily, but what made him more concerned was that as he walked, he could smell a very sweet smell gently diffused in the air, hooking his sense of smell like a small hook.

It even made him, who shouldn't have a sense of taste, have the idea of ​​appetizing.

As he got closer and closer to a building, the controlling power became stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the scent was too strong to be ignored.

Goss stopped at a corner made of ruined walls. There were still various violent pits left on the ground, including scorched black left by lightning and flames, gullies washed by water, and wind blades. The cut cracks.

There are corpses cascading around, and there is a person sitting on a chair behind a lot of obstacles.

There was blood and dust all around him, but his body and chair were spotless.

He seemed to be a little tired, with a bloody knife wrapped around his left hand weakly, his head resting on one hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and he only raised his eyes when he heard someone's voice.

It was a face I had just seen in the newspaper, and the impact of seeing it with my own eyes was stronger: the complexion was pale, but the lips were red and gorgeous, and every feature was so beautiful that people dare not look directly at it.

But on the exposed skin of his neck, arms, and even ankles, there are almost large and small wounds vertically and horizontally, some of which have healed into white marks, some have just scabbed, and some are still bleeding bright red.

Those extremely alluring aromas seep out from the wound.

He sat there, with a tinge of red at the end of his upturned eyes, which added a bit of gloomy and arrogant temperament to him, like a flower in the other side of hell drinking blood and blooming, and also like an emperor looking down on the world.

The "Tenth Savior" saw Goss in front of him, and his tone was cold and unwavering: "There is another one...but you are lucky, I don't have much strength anymore."

He raised his hand and slashed hard on his wrist with a small knife, directly creating a big wound. Blood gushed out and splashed on his body and the ground, staining his clean place red. .

The savior smiled contemptuously, and raised his chin to the ground: "You want my blood? This is what the Lord rewarded you."

The author has something to say:

A new copy is coming!

This should be the worst and craziest attack

The world-weary savior with the ability to control zombies x the optimist zombie king with the ability to heal