Welcome Back To the World Game

At night after the snow stopped, the side of the city wall was particularly cold.

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People are walking in the darkness like waves, like boats tossing in the waves.

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Su Mingan turned around and saw a black umbrella at the entrance of the alley.

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The cold wind poured into his collar, and the necklace with the photo around his neck rattled.

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Under the umbrella, the silent red-haired girl was holding the wooden sculpture in her hands, watching him calmly.

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"One of the virtues of knights is sacrifice," she said, "and after killing the Demon King, a hero can't go home safely."

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She stared at him with an unprecedented calm in her eyes.

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"Everyone is mortal," she said. "It's better to stop here than to decay in the future, or to walk on an endless road without end. At least... someone will remember."

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"It is the most meaningless act to turn other people's memories into their own tombstones." Su Mingan said.

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He walked past her and heard her very quiet voice.

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"Rin, those who have passed through your life should not be the regret that shackles you." Naraku said, "Remember her, always remember her, and go on."

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"Who are you talking about?" Su Mingan was keenly aware of the deviation in her words.

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But Naraku was like a stationary tombstone, not meeting his gaze.

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"The sadness and regret for the deceased... don't need to accumulate in your chest, never forget it. I don't want you to completely forget her, nor do I want you to endure the sadness." Naruo said: "She just... wants to go home. "

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"You didn't wake up?"

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Su Ming'an has already noticed that her state is not right.

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The red-haired girl suddenly turned around.

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The thin moonlight after the snow shone on her face, she stretched out her hand and held a small wooden sculpture in her hand.

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It was a woodcarving in the shape of a youth. It could be seen that it had been carefully portrayed, and every corner was just right, comparable to a masterpiece.

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She stared at him in a daze, and suddenly showed a bright smile.

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"Give you."

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As if she had suddenly changed into a person, in her eyes that were still indifferent and sad just now, a child-like joy flashed for a moment.

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Like sunlight suddenly falling into her eyes, dispelling the haze in it, she smiled so pure, like a piece of white paper that has not been painted with color.

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She raised her hands up, like holding a child's favorite teddy bear, and presented the small wooden sculpture in front of him.

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"For you." Her smile widened.

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Su Ming'an was a little stunned, he didn't understand how Naruo became like a schizophrenic.

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She was still saying some eulogy in front of her, and then she suddenly showed a child-like silly smile.

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He took the wooden sculpture, and the system prompt jumped out.

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[You get a prop (Naraku's wood carving)]

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[(Naraku's wood carving): There is no special value-added prop. It can be seen that she has carefully carved it and can be stored in her personal space for collection. 】

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A small message is engraved on the wood carving:

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【When you wake up in the silent dawn,】

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[You will see me soaring high. 】

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……

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"Thank you." After all, this was a prop, even though it was of little value, Su Mingan accepted it.

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When he wanted to turn around and leave, Naraku's smile grew even brighter.

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"Rin." She said with a smile, "I will teach you how to practice guns tomorrow."

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"good."

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Su Mingan passed her.

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When passing by her, he noticed a strand of white hair on her temples.

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"Narro, it's snowing no more, you can put away your umbrella and be careful at night." He gave a symbolic exhortation and walked towards his house in the East District.

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"good."

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Naraku turned around and looked at him with a pair of bewildered eyes.

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"but,"

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she says:

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"...Who is Naruto?"

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……

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When Su Ming'an returned to the East District, the streets here were still quiet.

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Since the residents all moved out, it was still a dead street right after the feast.

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The cold wind poured into the collar, Su Mingan opened the door of the room, and walked towards the bed with a clear goal.

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"Ding ding—"

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The necklace around his neck jingled, Su Mingan took off the necklace and glanced at its properties.

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[Pendant of Immortality (Red Level): "Captain, please take it with you... to see the world I have not seen, and make the journey that I have not yet finished."

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Durability: 0/0 (Due to the "immortal" feature, the equipment will not lose durability.)

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Equipment requirements: Player Su Mingan (unique).

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Active Skill (Immortal): Use it on any dying NPC or player to forcibly extend its life for ten seconds. The cooling time is half a day, and can only be used once for the same person. 】

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……

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This is a special skill equipment that does not have combat characteristics. In some special occasions, it can be used as a "combat continuation" skill that can be used repeatedly.

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"..." Looking at this line of messages on the equipment interface, he looked away.

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After finishing the harvest, he suddenly felt extremely tired.

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Every time he passed a dungeon, he felt that he was gradually losing something. After Shelude died, this sense of loss became more and more obvious.

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It seems that every second of life, something flows like fine sand, which is a kind of confusing but unstoppable panic.

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In the upper right corner, the barrage is still noisy as always. They seem to be very sad about Xie Lude's death, and it is difficult to understand why Su Mingan didn't forcefully save the other party.

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In their opinion, life is the most important thing, and there is no need to sacrifice one's life for a group of NPCs.

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Su Ming'an didn't watch these barrages anymore.

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He lay down on the bed.

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……

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The blood-red sky was as dull as ever.

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The golden sparks are floating in the air, like a **** on earth ravaged by magma.

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Su Ming'an opened his eyes and walked onto this crimson land. The small sand table at the door of the church floated in front of him.

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Thousands of puppets of different shapes and shapes appeared in front of his eyes with the white light of "Swish", and the battle was extremely spectacular.

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Now it is the fifth stage of "The Demon King and the Brave", and he continues his previous actions.

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He properly arranged the battle situation, deliberately inciting the war, so that the armies of both sides could fight meaninglessly, collecting the energy generated by their hatred and death to strengthen his Demon King City.

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But now, he already knew,

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This is not a playful resource placement game.

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Floating in front of me, like a toy-like sand table,

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...that happened in the real history of Praia, a **** and brutal war.

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On the sand table, armored model soldiers like small red and blue chess pieces,

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...that is the life that was truly sacrificed in the war.

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He watched the armies of both sides fight, and watched the numbers of both sides decrease little by little, and then increase little by little... Old soldiers were dying at the forefront, and new soldiers were joining them.

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[There are always soul hunters who die. 】

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[But there are always people who have been becoming soul hunters. 】

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……

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At this moment, he suddenly remembered that when he first came to Praia, the grandmother took his hand and persuaded him.

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All the unreasonable phenomena gradually became reasonable in the battle in the small sand table.

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This is a world where we have to hurt each other in order to survive.

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Humans and Soul Clan, Soul Clan and Soul Clan, Human and Human.

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In this morbid way of life, people deviate from their original intentions and gradually coexist with pain.

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Contain the dirt and endure humiliation, and try to survive.

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...but there will always be people like Sheluther.

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Su Ming'an stretched out his hand to coordinate the battle between the two sides, sparking a fire of hatred.

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……

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[Their deaths must not be meaningless. I command them and carefully arrange the ending of each of his people. 】

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[——I allow everyone to work hard for a tomorrow. 】

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On the sand table, there are two armies facing each other, one army's armor is red, and the other army's armor is blue.

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In the midst of a fight, a golden chess piece appeared.

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——【Brave】.

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The brave appeared in this land.

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On the head of this chess piece, there is a line of small characters. If you don't look carefully, you will really miss it.

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[The Despicable Ones of the Betrayed Kingdom of Heaven and their Companions]

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The despicable ones in the kingdom of heaven still betrayed.

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can not avoid.

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Because this is a fact that has already happened in reality.

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……

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The high-pitched system voice sounded, with an eerie passionate tone:

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[—My esteemed Demon King! 】

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[With the passage of time, "The Brave" and his partners appeared! 】

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[I believe that after so long in business, you already have the strength to fight against him! 】

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[You are the great demon king who guards the castle, please fight to the death with the hero who will come to challenge you in the future! 】

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[Please—this "hero" who is trying to subvert your rule, beheaded! 】

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[Pour out your anger into this world! Let darkness cover the world, endless flames burn the entire land, and make the world a blood prison...]

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……

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Hearing the high-pitched systematic voice, Su Mingan only felt sarcastic.

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"I kill myself?" he said.

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The system voice completely ignored his meaning.

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It just continued to shout to itself, and its **** emotions seemed to only infect itself.

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That is the report of the battle situation from the sand table:

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[The tide of battle has reversed! 】

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[The appearance of the brave has unified the armies of both sides! Your soldiers (Golden Rose), (Black Lover), (Divine Radiance) have lost contact. 】

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[As a demon king, you play in the world, and you control the armies of both sides in the world—you need to incite them to fight and cause them to die to gain sin value! 】

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[However, a truce between the red and blue armies has occurred, the number of deaths has been greatly reduced, and your source of strength is failing. Please get the sin value as soon as possible! 】

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[Distance to target sin value: 87980 (pausing)/100000 (If the target value is not collected before the end of this level, your level will be declared a failure.)]

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After saying this, the system's voice faded away, and there was an extra blue option in front of Su Ming'an.

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The blue light jumped, as if tempting him to press it as soon as possible.

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He stared at the blue option, motionless, and seemed to fall into a permanent stillness.

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On the sand table, the armies of the two sides have stopped the **** war, and it seems that they have fallen into a state of armistice.

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And behind the sand table, in the simulated city buildings, the lights are brilliant, and the gorgeous fireworks are blooming in the air.

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Red and green Christmas lights are strung in the rectangular-shaped Sim City, and there is a faint sound of singing.

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……

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The green tree is shining)~"

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"andchildrenlisten (children stop to listen)~"

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"—mayyourdaysbemerryandbright (—May you be happy every day

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……

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He had heard this piece in Praia, on a snowy night, when the feast at sea began.

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At that time, when Noel walked in from outside the house, this Christmas song came in through the crack of the door like a flowing stream.

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It is an unavoidable fact that the Demon King represents the gods and the sand table represents Praia.

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At this moment, there is no room for luck.

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He closed his eyes and stretched out his hand.

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The red sparks were beating in his ears, and when he stretched out his hand, he heard the immortal pendant on his neck making a crisp sound of clanging.

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"Ding--ling--"

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He clenched the shaky photo folder with his left hand, and pressed the blue option in front of him with his right hand.

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The blue light flickered, and the moment he pressed his finger, it was instantly dyed with a layer of blood-like red.

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Through the sand table that was suddenly stained with blood, and the fallen soldiers, he seemed to see the sky road that was spread across the southern district, stained with blood red... and the bridge of corpses that was invisible at a glance. .

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Bright red font, beating above the options, like flowing blood.

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……

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[In order to obtain enough sin value, create a lot of death to meet the ultimate hero——]

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[Great Lord Demon King, do you choose to invest part of your sin value?]

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[—To launch a siren siege? (If you don't initiate it, your level will fail, and you will immediately lose the qualification for this world game.)]

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【Yes. 】

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Su Mingan clenched the pendant in his hand.

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……

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Bright blood, at this moment, unfolded on the sandbox battlefield with Christmas music floating.

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"Bam—!"

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A shot resounded in the chest, as if someone had sounded the horn of war on the sand table.

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at this moment,

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He heard the thud of the flintlock,

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The crisp sound of blade-to-blade meeting,

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The sound of the collision between the armor and the siren's energy was a small but one after another whine.

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In front of him, a small, pale energy, like a rainbow after rain, gradually extended and structured from one side of the sand table city, like a white line drawn by a pen, gradually drawn to the other side of the battlefield.

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Its color ranges from pale white to pure white, from pure white to crimson.

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Countless small armored men charged on this white line, shattered and disappeared, leaving behind a pool of bright red blood.

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Like a blood-red flag unfolding in white.

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Like a giant snake with a white back, it gradually became larger and bloated, like a blood-red dress, and gradually stretched out into the far blue sea.

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A moment later, in the blue ocean, a character model wearing golden armor leaped out.

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Behind him, the siren followed him and left, like stars rolling down on the sand table.

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This scene is very childlike, like a nonsensical children's fairy tale.

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However, only those who have really experienced this tragic war can understand what happened in this seemingly ridiculous drama.

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He initiated the disaster with his own hands.

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Su Mingan lowered his head.

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He opened the photo folder in the necklace.

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At this time, he realized that the necklace that She Luther had given him had a different photo inside.

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This is not the original photo of ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ smiling sister Xie Changying.

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It is a warm-toned photo.

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Under the warm indoor light, in the distance is an unseen white building.

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In the gloomy night, there are soft lights that are dimly lit.

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Inside the window, the heat rises.

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Facing the camera, the blond knight smiled and held the engraved gemstone in his hand, and took this somewhat blurry photo.

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In the photo, Noel, who gave out the long amber knife, is standing on the left side of the photo. Su Ming'an, who took the long knife, is the center of the photo. He lowered his head and was looking at the introduction on the weapon intently.

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The golden roasted meat floats with vague heat.

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The face of the blond knight, close to the camera, is attached to the right side of the photo, with a secret hilarious smile on his face.

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In the lower right corner of the photo is the shooting date, just a few days ago.

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There are also several lines of neat small characters below, with small fonts and very concealed writing.

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……

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【team leader. 】

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[When I give you this necklace, we and Changying, shall we have another barbecue? 】

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[Even without lemon, Praia's barbecue is delicious. 】

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【Right? 】

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