bayedsolid Chapter 459 Or perhaps, God?
Chapter 459 Or perhaps, God?
Mei Lin's body finally stopped convulsing in the muddy water.
Those eyes, once brimming with ambition and scheming, were still wide open, their pupils dilated, reflecting the dark red blood-red sun and his final fear.
No one came forward to close his eyes for him.
Xu Si stood there, looking down at the body that no longer possessed any sense of sequence, and remained silent for a long time.
The rain continued until it subsided, until the ripples on the lake gradually calmed down, until the blood-red sun on the horizon changed from scarlet to a dark orange-red, as if it had exhausted all its strength in the battle.
He turned around.
Fu Xiaojian stood not far behind him, the 'Giant Spirit' characteristics on his body had faded, and he had returned to his original size.
But his arms were already a bloody mess, so much so that Jiang Li didn't know where to start when she wanted to bandage them.
"It's alright now!"
These words were actually meant to comfort me.
Xu Si's gaze moved over Ta Shan, Fu Xiaojian, Lin Zhennan, and the others in turn, finally landing on Jiao Jiao's ice crystal coffin.
"Xu Si" was the one who could most clearly sense Xu Si's emotional fluctuations; she had never felt such sorrow in Xu Si before.
There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart; physical death is secondary. Perhaps this is what it means to have a dead heart.
at the same time
Chengbei
"Excuse me!"
Seemingly sensing that everything had settled down, a gentle and beautiful woman whispered to the infatuated ghost in the city center.
However, they received no response. No one suppressed here would have a good attitude.
If the other members of the Xinhuo train team were here, they might recognize that this woman was Fan Wanwan, who had broken away from the team.
……
"Give it to me!" Xu Si said to Su Su.
He released Chen Pei from the space, and the healing aura immediately began to emanate from him. Everyone in the convoy was injured to varying degrees, with Fu Xiaojian and Chen Pei being the most seriously injured.
Xu Si took Jiao Jiao's ice crystal coffin from Su Su's hands.
It was very heavy, much heavier than he had imagined.
It wasn't the weight of the ice crystals, but something much heavier that was pressing down on him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Beneath the ice, Jiao Jiao maintained that half-smile, half-closed expression, while cracks covered almost her entire body, spreading from her brow to her jawline, each line glaringly clear.
She was not yet sixteen years old.
Xu Si remembered the first time she appeared in the camp, with two crooked braids and uttering inappropriate and venomous words.
I remember her shooting to help me take care of that werewolf, and I remember her arguing with me time and time again.
Now she has finally become the most reliable nanny in the team.
No one taught her what sacrifice meant.
How could someone as afraid of pain as her understand sacrifice?
Xu Si stood between the rubble and mud, holding the ice crystal coffin. The rain had stopped, and the ripples on the lake had gradually calmed down. The blood-red sun on the horizon had changed from scarlet to a dark orange-red.
He didn't know how long he had been standing there.
It took a while for the rest of the convoy to arrive and join them from their hiding place outside Jiangcheng.
It went on for so long that they were somewhat at a loss.
Tang Jinxiu threw herself onto Chen Pei, sobbing uncontrollably. Xiao Shi and Xiao He cried silently, while Xiao Luo sobbed and kept wiping away her tears.
Along with the Xin Train Team, there is also Chen Xi's Star Train Team.
Chen Xi was not idle. While she was also grieving, she took Jiao Jiao's place and began treating the injured in the convoy.
No one urged Xu Si.
Fu Xiaojian didn't urge him, Tashan didn't make a sound, and even Yi Yi quietly and tirelessly treated Chen Pei's injuries.
Su Su stood behind him, her eyes red and swollen, her lips pressed into a thin line, her body still trembling slightly, but she didn't cry out again.
Those members of the Bright Car Team whose seals had been lifted by Jiang Li stood silently on the periphery, like a group of lost souls.
They didn't leave, whether because they had nowhere to go or because of some inexplicable guilt.
Only when suffering truly befalls them will they truly understand the nature of suffering.
Mei Lin's body was still lying in the mud and water, and no one gave it a second glance.
The old smoker wasn't seriously injured; he was hesitating about whether to escape.
Cui Daoxuan was also hesitant, regretting that he had stayed a little longer.
Why did he have to wait until Xu Si advanced to Sequence 7? Couldn't he just leave directly?
Are we going to lose another puppet?
He was somewhat reluctant to part with this puppet, after all, it had the ability to fly.
Xu Si finally moved.
He stored the ice crystal coffin in the third layer of the [Spatial Cloak], where only Jiao Jiao and [Heart of the Ice Abyss] were located.
Without the chilling aura of the [Heart of the Ice Abyss], Jiao Jiao's body wouldn't have lasted long, even inside the cloak space.
He did this only because he still held onto a sliver of hope in his heart, whether it was a strange object or a system.
Or perhaps, God?
Only then did he glance at the system panel.
Does he have to bear the wrath of God?
Then who will bear his anger?
Tang Jinxiu had cried until she was exhausted. She leaned against Chen Pei, clutching his clothes tightly with one hand. Only now did she realize that she couldn't help at all when a real crisis came.
Chen Pei has not yet woken up, and his lost left arm cannot be restored.
But Yi Yi's healing aura had stabilized his injuries. His breathing gradually became steady, and the rise and fall of his chest became stronger, as if he could wake up at any moment.
Xiao Shi stood on the periphery of the crowd, holding Xiao He's hand.
The two children didn't cry out loud, but tears kept flowing; they already knew they had lost their beloved older sister.
Emotions in the apocalypse are rare, but also fragile.
They lost more than others at such a young age.
Fu Xiaojian's arms could finally be recognizable as arms, at least the bandages could be wrapped around them.
Chen Xi's treatment results were comparable to Jiao Jiao's.
Shao Bing began to help fulfill Fu Xiaojian's duties by taking inventory of the remaining personnel in the convoy.
The casualties this time were undoubtedly the most severe.
Ordinary people, including Liu Ting, Rui Jiaying, and Liu Ruizhe, as well as the fleet's "consumables," were all lost.
Qian Dafu and Xu Huiying, who had just been promoted to Sequence 1, also died in the chaotic battle within the formation.
Meanwhile, Li Miao, Zhao Ping, and the two Sequence 2 members from the Marriott team have also disappeared without a trace.
Only one person in Sequence 3 has gone missing—the eagle-man Yang Shu.
The best outcome would be for them to escape in the chaos, in which case it would be difficult to take care of others.
The worst-case scenario goes without saying.
What moved Shao Bing the most was Zhou Huo, the fire mage who was in the third most serious condition.
His contract had already disappeared when he was trapped by the magic circle; he had saved more than three or four people at the time.
He did his best to protect everyone in the convoy, whether they were ordinary people or those who were supplies, to prevent them from being caught in the crossfire.
Although Mei Lin ultimately drained them of their life force, everyone else in the convoy witnessed everything he did.