Vol 3 Chapter 958: All the people I like are gone, and all the people who like me...

On the floating island ruled by the sub-human race, he has lived for several years like walking corpses. The once sunny and upright youth has grown into a decadent and silent youth.
But because the cruel wounds left by confronting the God of Earth 500 years ago did not disappear all of a sudden because of the lifting of the petrification curse, the magical medical technology of this era could not help him too much.
Therefore, once the kingdom's top capable swordsman, now it is just a lingering scavenger of the ground world, hanging on his life with the strong foundation of strength and a mouthful of inner breath.
But even so, the evil taste of fate didn't seem to let him off.
The floating island that has been forced into desperation, the last fortress of civilization, does not seem to completely give up the hope of retaking the underground world, and thus enters a slow countdown to the end.
The several [Holy Swords] that have been handed down from the ancient times to the present day have been extended after the extinction of mankind.
Just as [the brave who uses the holy sword] had a candidate, the [human race who was born to use the holy sword] also has a candidate.
The race that once again bears the responsibility of becoming [Holy Sword Offering] is [Fairy Race]
A race born artificially from the wandering souls of the early dying children of the human race.
Simply, [the prematurely dying child of the human race] or something, there may not be many before, but now the doomsday wasteland is everywhere, and there is no shortage of raw materials.
In line with the idea of ​​making the best use of everything, the high-level rulers of the "present humans" who are trying to make a counterattack in this doomsday are quietly pulling the line behind them, letting the decadent youth with black hair and eyes only be born as humanoid weapons and holy sword sacrifices. The fairies of Pin met.
Using the pure souls of early dying children as raw materials, combined with the remaining power of the former star gods, all the fairy clan born from magical technology are all girls.
He grows up innocent and innocent like ordinary children, grows into a girly attitude that is extremely in line with human aesthetics, and then died early with the beauty of a girl—the so-called "fairy" is such a race.
The children of the fairy clan and the decadent young people who do not belong to this era-as long as they meet, and build a bond of mutual dependence, no conspiracy is needed, everything will come naturally.
Growing up in an orphanage, he was accustomed to taking care of children and getting along with the young fairies and children, which gave his dry heart a ray of light.
But then, the youth who used to be the reserve brave naturally learned a fact-
In order to make the girls with weapons with extremely short lifespan play their best role, they are about to enter the battlefield as "adults" at the age of thirteen or four. Now there is no individual who has grown to be over eighteen.
The girl who gets along with herself day and night, the girl who blushes and asks what love is like in front of her, the girl who knows that her life has come to an end, and wants to see the sunset at the highest point of the floating island...
In a short period of time, the brave candidate who had lost everything found that he once again had an inseparable bond and was about to lose them again.
The brave candidate from ancient times, the last human being in the world, had to drag his stump to stand again, burning his own afterglow for this doomsday world that has already begun to count down.
He became the instructor of the fairy weapon girls, teaching them the fighting methods and skills that once belonged to the human brave, and increasing their survival rate on the battlefield... just as the high-level rulers expected.
Everyone wants to live, and no one wants to see the few floating islands that are already falling one after another.
In order to increase the hope of victory, weapons should be sharper and more durable.
But-the ending is predictable from the beginning.
No matter how hard you struggle, the monsters on the ground will not agree with anyone's efforts, tears and despair.
The ordinary army on the floating island died in large swaths. The fairies wielded blood in the sky holding the holy sword, but the former brave candidate and the current faire instructor can only watch everything happen—
The monsters threaten the lives of the fairies, the holy sword consumes the lives of the fairies, the power of the star in the depths of the soul erodes the lives of the fairies, and the guardians of civilization require the fairies to sacrifice their lives...
When the girl burned her soul to save her loved one and sacrificed it to the holy sword in exchange for strength, the black-haired youth protected by her loved one realized again that this time he was not in the story. The protagonist.
After all, in the story, as long as the person who sacrificed himself to save the world is the real [Hero].
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Cerekia recalled in her mind that when she occasionally found out and went to explore the world of God Slayer's hometown, that world was completely hopeless.
In addition to the inexhaustible monsters, the first living person Cerekia's exploration team encountered was God Slayer.
After saving him and curing him, after listening to him, I learned that the only living people left in the world are in the sky.
Cerekia didn't care much about the things afterwards. She has a group of professional teams dedicated to undertaking humanitarian relief missions across the world for twenty years.
As long as you know that you can fly in the sky, you can avoid 90% of the risk, and high-end combat power like her does not need to stay in that doomsday world.
After that, the professional team of Hongjie Ark will evacuate the small-scale sub-human species on the floating island to live in other worlds~EbookFREE.me~ As for the world of doomsday wasteland, naturally no one will go again, the world The coordinates are equivalent to void.
In other words, apart from the black-haired young man who was led by them to join the Ark of Macro Realm, no one would mention that world again.
Whether it's obsession or obsession, if it hadn't had the problem that the conflicts and struggles in the courtyard of the death had begun to ferment this time, God Zhan might really have to meet fate, and see if he could meet Xingqi someday.
However, things seem to be different now.
The "real protagonist" can always find some assistance and helpers who share common interests.
"Oh...I understand what you said. I didn't expect that a battle between me and Meteora would have such sequelae."
And it started to ferment when I was depressed and irritated, and I didn't pay attention... I didn't know that the was behind the manipulation of public opinion-Cerekia decided this matter was endless in his heart.
"..."
Zhan Shen was silent, and apologized to Serekia in his heart. The real culprit of the incident and Cavendish's first, second, third, and fourth generations of things he promised Meteora to keep it secret.
"But, God Slasher.
Using another storm to cover up this storm and to transfer contradictions outward, although I can’t say that it’s wrong, after all, the indicators don’t cure the cause, don’t they?
The root of the problem-the existence of malicious guidance of public opinion and the flow of people-this problem has not been solved at all. "
Cerekia frowned and thought: "I don't think Meteora would be surprised, but she still proposed this method..."
However, immediately she looked at Zhan Shen, no longer confused, and said sternly:
"I am willing to help you, but..."