When I become the official match of the full-level Tu Huang [Unlimited]

The whole world is reduced to a slaughterhouse, and it is only a matter of an instant.

No matter in area B or area C, there are squads of dead removal teams wandering around, eradicating players who should not be resurrected on a large scale.

They were the losers eliminated in several rounds of games. Even if the god of fate gave them another chance, the odds of winning against each other again were pitiful.

Opposition and the resistance of the weak are not allowed or seen.

If you cannot follow the wishes of the strong and continue the game, the result of struggling will only be death.

In the past, Yitu thought it was a cruel thing to watch relatives, friends and loved ones die in front of her.

And now, he found that he was wrong.

The cruelest thing in this world is to watch the one you love die in front of your eyes for the second time, but you are still helpless.

He watched the couple kill each other, the man hugged the resurrected woman and wept bitterly, until his lover's body gradually became cold, without a trace of warmth.

Yitu silently watched countless tragedies like this unfold, and felt nothing in his heart.

He never thought of himself as a good guy, but on this day, he really was a bad guy.

He and Jiang Hanyu were also members of the removal team, and they dealt with these players numbly and expressionlessly as if they were dealing with garbage.

Whenever he killed an innocent life with his own hands, he could feel something being pulled from his body.

Facing the begging and crying for mercy of men, women and children, seeing familiar or unfamiliar faces splashed with blood, they twitched and fell to the ground before dying.

They no longer need extra feelings, pity and love, and many things are destroyed in the endless killing.

The body is the vessel that holds the soul, and the soul is what holds the mind.

If anyone could see it, they would be amazed.

Thinking, it becomes a string of data, countless messy codes.

The game forced them to abandon their humanity, and all they did was to survive.

Such cleaning work is not difficult, although they do not have any extra pay.

After the order of this world was completely restored, it was only four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was hanging on the mountainside without setting.

The players all dispersed, and the streets quickly became empty.

There were no piles of bodies, no blood of any kind, they had been cleaned up so cleanly that it gave the self-deceiving illusion that it never happened.

Jiang Hanyu took off the black leather gloves and threw them into the trash can.

Under the light, the fingers of those hands were long and slender, with prominent knuckles, revealing pale skinny and sharpness.

Yitu stood on the spot and stared blankly, like a beautiful machine that has lost the ability to think, until the hands were handed to him.

Yitu raised his head belatedly, and saw Jiang Hanyu's expressionless handsome face.

"Can you hug me?" The man's voice was so soft that the simplest request seemed too much.

Yitu reacted for a long time, he didn't expect Jiang Hanyu's first words to him would be like this.

There are no words of comfort, no words of persuasion, he is just asking for a hug at his fingertips.

It was only then that Yitu realized that he realized that he had kept Jiang Hanyu waiting for too long, so he hurriedly grabbed those very powerful hands.

As soon as he handed it over, Yitu was pressed into his arms with great force by the man.

The two hands hugged tightly like iron arms, Yitu's bones ached from the embrace.

But he didn't cry out for pain, he just buried his face in Jiang Hanyu's chest, feeling that they were really beside each other.

The temperature is rising, and the soul is also recovering, Yitu couldn't help but wet his eyes.

What he has experienced now, and what he will face in the future, in fact, he is not afraid of being weak enough to cry.

He just felt like he couldn't breathe in such a depressing environment.

It is Jiang Hanyu who needs this hug, obviously he needs the embrace of his lover to relax.

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On the second day of darkness, no one can become a child of light and get the power of the God of Darkness.

The fountain that kept releasing negative energy dried up a second before the end of the second day.

This means that if you can't get the power of a certain god that day, you won't have another chance later.

This led to a large number of players gathering at the Miracle on the third day.

Only a few of them were able to start the great stone clock to turn, revealing the golden door into the trial.

Yitu and Jiang Hanyu had been there once, and their game level had already reached level six, meeting the first screening criteria, but when they stood in front of Shi Zhong, they didn't respond at all.

From this we know that both of them failed in this trial of fate.

Jiang Hanyu didn't think there was anything wrong, he didn't want to go through some bullshit trials in the first place.

But Yitu felt a little melancholy, thinking that his strength is so unremarkable, and he has been defeated three times in a row.

He and Jiang Hanyu said it casually, but they didn't take it seriously, they looked at each other and smiled and it was over.

The trial of God of Destiny lasted until the last hour of the third day, when the system's announcement sounded late.

"Congratulations to Ivan Gallagher, the sixth-level player in the non-earth zone, for successfully clearing the Wheel of Fortune and receiving the gift of the God of Destiny!"

Yitu raised his head and looked at Jiang Hanyu, and suddenly said:

"Not Zoya."

The man froze for a moment, "Who is Zoya?"

Yitu thought for a while, then said briefly:

"I met her once when I passed the card game of Death Code."

"Her skill cards seem to guarantee her immortality."

Zoya was one of the small group of people who really entered the trial, and the candidate announced by the system now is not her.

This shows that she has died in the trial.

Jiang Hanyu was not surprised. What he didn't mention to Yitu was that Sophia was also one of the candidates chosen by the God of Destiny.

The two clearly share similar traits, namely the ability to bring the dead back to life or not to die.

But it's a pity that even Sophia didn't become one of the seven most special ones.

None of them came back, never to return.

The arrival of death on the fourth day seemed so quiet, Yitu even stood by the window hesitantly for a long time, but still didn't find anything wrong.

Jiang Hanyu also stood by his side, and there was no horrible incident of sudden disappearance.

"Because the order was restored on the third day, is this day a peace day?" Yitu asked.

Jiang Hanyu nodded, "Well, maybe someone has disappeared, but we didn't notice it."

The cleaning work on the third day seemed to be completed, but they did not have specific data on how many people entered the easter egg game and how many people were resurrected on that day.

If someone is good at disguising or changing his appearance, he can actually escape the cleaners.

It's just that there are only a handful of players with such abilities, and they can't pose a threat at all.

So Ariel didn't care, and turned a blind eye to let them survive.

On the fourth day, the day of death, some people will disappear with it.

Of course, no one would care about these, most of their attention was focused on the new miracles.

The miracles created by the God of Death are not in the center of Area B, but in Area A where theocracy is more concentrated.

Only players with a game level of five or higher are eligible to enter Zone A.

Area A is a doomsday miracle built on ruins. There are no modern buildings here, let alone unimpeded roads, and players cannot even live at night.

The radiance of the gods enveloped this area, as if a sacred and inviolable enchantment had been cast down.

When Yitu entered Area A for the first time, there was nothing there except the dazzling crystals all over the floor, and it was so empty that people felt a little overwhelmed.

But now when he entered again, he was surprised to find that those multicolored crystals seemed to grow, and they had piled up into a hill tens of meters high.

In mid-air, on the scepter held by the god of death, there was a dim light shining on the top of the crystal hill.

There stood a dark stone tablet, with a hint of bleakness and loneliness.

Jiang Hanyu held Yitu's hand tightly, showing some fear and panic.

Yitu looked up at him, and the eyes of the two collided in mid-air, and everything was kept silent.

The appearance of that stele made Jiang Hanyu unable to calm down any longer.

He knew Yitu well, perhaps he was destined to have such an encounter since Yitu chose to enter the card game of Death Code.

Even Yitu never expected that he would see that death stele again.

Xu Heng was buried under the cliff where the stele was erected, and an emotion beyond his control dominated him.

That strong and turbulent impulse made Yitu's will shake uncontrollably.

How could Jiang Hanyu not see the entanglement and pain in his lover's eyes, choice, but another choice of parting.

The figure of Jack the Red Heart appeared silently behind the master, his eyes were somewhat lonely, and slowly fell on the stone tablet.

The two were silent for a long time, so long that Yitu almost felt suffocated, and he heard Jiang Hanyu's slightly cold voice.

"Have you decided?"

This is not a question, Jiang Hanyu understands his embarrassment.

Yitu only felt uncomfortable, his heart ached.

But in this case, the man will only hurt more than him.

"I'm sorry." Yitu lowered his head, and the hands holding Jiang Hanyu gradually loosened.

Although no one mentioned it, Xu Heng's death has always been a knot in his heart that he can't untie.

There are too many people and things in his heart, Jiang Hanyu is undoubtedly the most important, but he can't do it, he is desperate like Jiang Hanyu.

He couldn't say anything except sorry.

The man didn't keep him anymore, he didn't even give Yitu a hug.

He just stood where he was, with Yitu's aggrieved face reflected in his gray pupils, and said in a numb voice:

"You know I won't stop you."

"If you want, I will always be your strongest backing, but..."

Yitu's heart trembled, he felt that he had to do something in order to stop what Jiang Hanyu was going to say next.

That was definitely not the ending he was willing to hear, or accept.

"Hanyu, can you stop saying that..."

Yitu was at a loss for the first time, but Jiang Hanyu still put down the unfinished words.

"But Yitu, I beg you, if you come back after this trip, can you give me back Yitu, which only belongs to Jianghan Islet."

Yitu was stunned when he heard this, blinked his pantothenic eyes, and whispered:

"what."

Jiang Hanyu raised his hand to touch his cheek, and said softly:

"Go."

Yitu wanted to cry, but suddenly had the urge to let go of everything, ignore everything, and only be with men.

The worst outcome is that everyone dies together. What is there to be afraid of?

But what if he could bring Jiang Hanyu back alive?If he has even a one in ten thousand chance of success.

Yitu found out sadly that he had to do this.

"What about you?" Yitu sniffed, his voice hoarse.

The man didn't answer him, but just turned around and waved his hands, as if he didn't care much.

Yitu watched Jiang Hanyu's leaving back, and it took a while to follow Xu Heng's steps towards the mountain.