My Tokusho Life Simulation

But that's simply not possible.

The reality is not a fairy tale, there will be no way to restore the ruined world to its original state by defeating the culprit.

That's just self-deception.

Luther didn't know whether it was the pollution of the spirit stone that paralyzed his nerves, or whether he was born with such and such a person.

The anger in my heart seemed to have completely disappeared the moment it was completely released.

"It's time to go."

Luther looked up, but the sky was still dark.

One hour is up, and the real work of fighting is about to begin.

He has already seen the weight of the doomsday vanguard, and he also wants to see what kind of monster the so-called doomsday apostle is.

Rick walked out of the courtyard in silence. He has always maintained the appearance of the super-sublimated ultimate empty self. It seems that maintaining such an inhuman appearance can make him feel at ease.

Although Luther is the same.

Ever since he used the ability to manipulate microcosmic particles to transform himself into the former No. [-], he had no intention of transforming himself back.

Now he can be anyone.

Rather than worrying about the country and the people, and being depressed all day because of the end of the world, he wants to be a person who is happy with his grievances.

It's like a knight in a martial arts novel.

Luther once saw that in martial arts novels, it is written that for the country and the people, the great chivalrous.

He has no way to become a great hero, and he doesn't want to live like this.

"If it was put in a martial arts novel, I should be a crooked person who wants to win the victory by any means..."

Luther had a clear sense of himself.

That obsession has always driven him forward.

Why win?Why do you want to pursue this?

He didn't understand, and didn't intend to understand.

Man himself is a thing of conflict.

No matter what, he would never let that dream come true.

"Don't die, Luther."

The boy in white appeared beside him at some point and said so.

Luther was speechless and just nodded.

Then, he saw Wudai who had changed back to the previous set of clothes, coming from the courtyard.

This seems to mean something.

"Mr. Yuan, I want to follow you too."

A voice came with the wind, but Luther simply shook his head.

"This is no joke, Xun."

G3-X has no possibility of participating in this battle.

He doesn't even have the qualifications to stop Gulangji from all over the world.

That huge amount, even if the supply is exhausted, it can't pick up any splashes.

Like a pebble dropped in the ocean.

"Mr. Yuan, I can do it."

Yiyi Xun's voice was firm, but it couldn't change Luther's mind.

However, when he came, what he was wearing was not the dark blue G3-X, but a mechanized Kuraga.

"G1..."

Luther stared at the resolutely approaching figure, and a ray of complexity flashed in the dark golden compound eyes.

"Xun, is this your choice?"

Several months have passed, and he seems to have seen a smoked smile.

But this man is by no means icy.

"Yes, this is my choice."

Yiyi Xun put on the dusty G1 just to be their support.

Now, what right does he have to stop him?

If it is G1, maybe it will be able to cross the natural moat between the non-ultimate body and the ultimate body.

Then, Luther got into the car and held the steering wheel.

The doors closed one after another.

Rick sat in the co-pilot, keeping a serious silence.

Yi Yi sat in the back row of the double seat with Fifth Generation, and smiled at each other without saying a word.

The boy in white stood on the platform between the two of them, leaned out the skylight, and lay on the roof of the car, with the breeze blowing his bangs.

The Hummer started off slowly.

They can obviously get to the scene faster.

But it was already such a juncture, and there was no point in being impatient.

The road is not spacious.

The car wreckage that exploded after successive collisions piled up on the road, blocking their way forward, and there were bloodstains and bones among them.

The Humvee didn't slow down, and slammed straight into it. Before they hit it, the obstacles along the way disappeared as if the world had evaporated.

Jiulang Hill.

Their destination is not far away, but it will take a lot of time to drive there.

Even though the cities it passed through had been turned into deep pits by extraterrestrial attacks, the Humvee showed no signs of stopping.

It went towards the deep pit, but it didn't fall into it. As it moved forward, the road naturally appeared under the wheels.

Luther reached out to turn on the radio and tuned to the only frequency.

That was a gift from the Metropolitan Police Department for their trip.

The passionate music sounded, and the passionate singing followed.

"Burn life! Burn anger! Now is the time!"

"On this land where the wind is howling, look up at the stars in the distance, is there tomorrow in this blue earth?"

"For those who took away hope (dream), no one will forgive them. Lift up your soul! Stand up now!"

"Is there still courage? Is there still hope? Let your heart believe it."

"If it's fighting for tomorrow! Now is the time!"

[Song name: 今がその时だ (now is that time), singer: Mizuki Ichiro. 】

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The bleak wind was blowing, and there were no traces of vehicles on the asphalt road in the countryside.

Mountain villages and towns are deserted ruins, and Kuga-like dolls lie quietly in pools of blood, with no trace of their masters.

The towering hills gradually come into view, and Jiulang Hill is already close at hand.

At the foot of the mountain, the Humvee was about to drive along the mountain road, but in the middle of the jungle, black shadows had already struck ferociously.

Zhuo Zhen yawned and frowned boredly.

With a wave of his hand, the attacking Gu Langji was set on fire.

"Miscellaneous fish should recognize their own position."

However, under the effect of this fire, the burning Gulangi were not reduced to ashes.

They grinned ferociously.

"Oh...?"

Zhuo Zhen opened his eyes.

Supernatural tantrums don't seem to work.

But so what?

The solid murderous aura fell like a hammer, directly smashing Gu Langji around him into a pulp.

Even mental power can interfere with reality.

"Stop the car, I don't want to walk back."

Zhuo Zhen suddenly became temperamental, and there was a pure smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's not necessary."

Luther shook his head.

He knew what Zhuo Zhen thought, if he was attacked a few more times, the car would definitely break down.

But why let him be bad?

In an instant, the Hummer changed under his will.

The ramming horn of a stag beetle emerged from the front, and the armor of the vehicle also became thicker.

At first glance, it looks like Sora's golem.

Another spirit stone in Luther's body was taken from Golem.

For the ability to manipulate microcosmic particles, it is not difficult to create such a fundamental change, on the contrary, it is easy.

Om-!

The Golem Hummer roared, no longer thinking about which road or path to take, but went straight to the forest like a ferocious beast.

The trees and rocks along the way were easily smashed and smashed, and where there was no road, Luther made a road.

In the woods, there are constant shadows.

Rick rolled down the car window silently, and the lightning that emerged out of thin air converged on his thorny golden horns until it fell into his fingertips.

Immediately, he waved heavily.

The thick thunder and lightning swept away in an instant, using the simplest and most domineering way to completely turn the black shadows who were about to strike into nothingness.

This is also one of the manifestations of the ability to manipulate microscopic particles.

Now these killing each other and devouring each other, the Gulangji created by them has amazing resistance to the simplest ability to manipulate microscopic particles, such as supernatural fire, and will not be eliminated so easily.

But changing to other simple and crude methods will always be useful.

The roar of the Golem Hummer was even more deafening. They could reach the ruins of Jiulang Hill within a few seconds, but they didn't.

It was as if they were announcing something, releasing their notice letter.

'Here we come, wash your neck and die. '

On the boulder in the forest, the coat of arms like a wolf's head disappeared in an instant, but Zhuo Zhen still captured this unusual thing.

"Gamio...he should be completely dead."

The boy in white frowned, a little suspicious of his eyes.

In the super ancient times, he obviously killed this guy together with Rick, and let him die completely, without any possibility or room for resurrection.

Soon, they were halfway up the mountain.

There are only a few feet away from the ruins here.

But if you want to move forward, it is already difficult.

Crowded black shadows blocked in front of them, they were Gu Langji who gathered early from various places.