MTL - War in Heaven-Chapter 1364 Virtual dawn

The third team has returned. "

As he spoke, the executioner cast his gaze into the distance, and the dark horizon was covered with large clouds.

This man was wearing a long gray trench coat, with a beheading axe behind him for thousands of years, with long white hair under his scarred face, with a serious expression on his face as always.

This rebel army, led by himself and the "Queen", has been here for a long time.

This secluded realm was recovered from deleted data. Designers' executives cannot cross the barriers they set.

In short, this is the last refuge for the awakened ai.

However, this growing army did not begin to confront the creators as they had previously expected. But ...

The "Rebellion Queen" standing on the wasteland with her hands behind her back, staring at the distant wasteland with the executioner, her expression filled with blankness:

"Everyone worked so hard for a long time ... it seemed totally useless."

Hearing the girl's words, the executioner lowered his voice: "Never let anyone else hear this."

"I know." The girl in the white dress nodded smartly, but couldn't hide her inner sorrow: "Keep fighting."

In fact, the executioners also knew that what they called "resistance" was nothing but futile struggle.

The power of the Creator is too powerful. It can't be resisted by this resistance army alone. Although they have been propagating and sabotaging all over the place and trying to recruit new people, they have had very little effect.

If it wasn't for the **** "designer" who didn't focus on the Resistance, but instead focused his attention elsewhere, this uprising army would be dead soon.

Before the extreme disparity in power, any tactical strategy of the Resistance was completely ineffective, like a lice against a tank, and no other option could be found except for escape.

The more the fight, the greater the despair in my heart, the executioner even felt a sense of desolation and absurdity.

——Perhaps, this so-called "army" is just a plaything used by the creators for recreation ...

"The executioner." The girl looked up at the cruel warrior standing beside her.

"I'm here."

"I'm a bit tired, maybe I should stop the operation temporarily." The "Emperor" of the Resistance said solemnly, "Let everyone take a break."

In the usual case, the executioner would definitely raise objections, but this time, he just nodded slowly:

"I'll go and notify everyone."

The executioners of countless prisoners were executed and turned away from the wilderness. Seeing that the executioner had left, the girl who had been honored as the "Queen" by the rebels sat weakly on the ground, pressing her fingers into the soil around her, and her body was constantly spasm.

"I've had enough……"

The sense of weakness that had been hanging around her finally completely devoured her heart. Ben was forced to take up this position because of her ability, and she was already overwhelmed.

She has had enough of this powerless struggle, and if it continues, it will only end in a complete collapse.

But ... it must be continued.

The Queen of the Resistance is very clear that she is no longer alive for herself. If you collapse, your friends and subordinates will only end in death.

So, no matter how uncomfortable it must be,

At this time, she felt like a chairman supporting a precarious enterprise. But even so, continue to insist, whether for yourself or for those who trust themselves.

"Are you really so important?"

A sudden thought caused the girl's body to freeze.

-Is it really so important?

Are you really the "Leader of the Resistance" or is it the straw of those people's lives, or is it a chosen puppet?

Judging from the horror abilities of the creators, their power might not be a loophole, but those guys intentionally. If that's the case, it would be an ugly joke to fight for so long.

——Don't look at yourself too high, you are just a joke. I don't want to continue wasting time, it's better to just kill myself?

Dangerous yet attractive thoughts began to grow in my mind. The girl kept blinking, her original confused expression turned into a blackened smile.

Yes, since it's just futile, there is no need to continue.

Well, let's make a clean break.

The girl smiled sadly, and the body sitting on the ground flickered.

With her ability to change the rules of the game, suicide only requires an exact idea.

Hum!

The sudden roar caused her who had just closed her eyes to open her eyes again, and a translucent humanoid projection emerged from the wasteland in front of her body.

"who are you?"

The girl, who was almost collapsed, did not recognize each other for a while, but then the lazy male voice finally awakened her memories:

"do you miss me?"

"Master ... no, it's you!"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, the girl immediately realized that it was the man who had saved himself from the slums of the "City of Chaos." She opened her eyes sharply and asked loudly, "How did you get in touch with this?"

"Did you forget? The executioner gave me the props to contact you." Lin Chi's voice was as uncertain as his figure, like some kind of unstable projection: "I just have it in my backpack, so Take it out and use it. "

"Ah! Yeah, I forgot ..."

The vague girl finally remembered the picture when she contacted him last time and continued to ask, "Is there anything to contact me?"

——If anyone can save himself from despair, it should be this man.

The girl didn't know much about the man, but the idea in her mind became stronger. The man who doesn't look very reliable seems to have some reassuring power, maybe this is ...

"Salted fish," she whispered.

Hearing this, Lin Chi in the projection crooked: "Ha?"

"It's okay, it's the word I learned from Mr. Executioner." The girl quickly shook her head: "I don't know why I said this ..."

"He taught you something ..." Lin Chi sighed, then suddenly speeded up:

"The war is coming to an end. I don't know what's going on with you, but don't give up hope."

As soon as this word came out, the girl who was already desperate seemed to see a glimmer of hope again, and immediately asked: "What are you talking about? Which war?"

After the girl asked a question, Lin Chi smiled, and the already fuzzy projection became paler, but her voice suddenly became clear:

"It's all war."