Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

The door of the not-so-spacious staff dormitory was gently pushed open with the sound of an electronic lock. A man in casual clothes dragged his body to close the door, then, with tired and heavy steps, he slowly sat down in front of the computer desk.

"Alas, finally..."

he whispered.

"It's been almost a year..."

The surrounding environment, like a damaged videotape, began to distort irregularly, and then completely transformed into another space.

"It's time to finish."

Behind him, a hoarse voice sounded, the voice was exactly the same as his, even the appearance was exactly the same. The two sat back to back, and the space, with them as the boundary, was half bright white, and half... was deep black.

"Although you have blocked my senses, my decision will not change, Writer."

"I know..." The writer in white showed a relieved smile, "It's just that everyone is wiped out, right? You can do whatever you want."

"Heh, I didn't expect you to react like this." The observer sneered, "No matter what you have planned, a failure is a failure. You can't change anything."

"Well, who knows..." The writer rubbed his brow tiredly and responded noncommittally, "The exhaustion from work and the emptiness in my heart, as long as these things are there, I am destined to not be able to defeat you."

"I'll just start swinging~ Hey~"

"..." The observer remained silent, staring coldly at the deep dark space. After a long while, he spoke softly, "When everything is over, you may disappear completely. Is that okay?"

"Isn't that better?" The writer chuckled nonchalantly, "As you said, a failure is a failure. You, me, or our protagonist, who is not a so-called 'failure'?"

The observer pursed his lips and said with a heavy voice: "Will I feel lonely?"

"We have always been alone." The writer responded softly, "It's just that they are watching."

"Whether it's a failure or a bad work, why bother about it..."

"We still have a lot of new worlds to see, don't we?"

The boundary between the world of black and white gradually became blurred. The two people sitting back to back also gradually turned into quicksand-like matter, decomposing and reorganizing.

The person who wrote and the person who observed are actually the same person, and now, they are complete again.

And he opened his eyes.

"The destined day is today."

So said.

Black and white merged into a sea of ​​stars, and countless undiscovered worlds were visible. Those worlds were extremely dim, and only the one in front of him was slightly brighter.

"The ending is already determined..."

He raised his arm slightly, and behind him, a huge textile machine gradually appeared, emitting brilliant light!

"I am destiny."

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Miami, the port, corpses were everywhere. The corpses on the ground were old and young, long-haired and bald, mortals, and ancient Isu saints who were reborn as humans. And the faces of those corpses were all familiar to Chen Yan...

John Wick, or should we call him "Johnny Silverhand", but unfortunately his "Silverhand" has become a pile of scrap metal. He fell in a pool of blood, and his abyss-like eyes had lost their light at this time. Dozens of bone-deep penetrating wounds penetrated his body, and the wounds were all burnt black.

Killer No. 47 was lying on his back. He was supposed to have a dead face, but he was smiling. He hugged an old aunt who was a little old and lustful. The two died peacefully... Her name was Diana, and he was for Die saving her.

As for Tang Wei and Tang Wu, they were back to back, with countless shocking wounds on their bodies. They had lost their heartbeats. Next to their bodies were a large number of strange monster corpses, as well as many guys with the same face as Otto. ...Oh, by the way, they died standing.

Wu Fu held a knife in one hand and knelt on the ground. He had died of excessive blood loss. Wesley was holding two guns and his neck was bruised. He had obviously been strangled to death. Letty, on the other hand, stood upright, with a blood hole as big as a bowl on her chest, and her heart had been torn into pieces.

Kazuma Kiryu, Goro Majima, Takayuki Yagami, Masaharu Kaito, Jin Kuwana, Kasuga Ichiban... died in different ways.

Otto II's body contains all the Isu genes that the Knights Templar could collect. Even the ancient Isu artifacts may not be able to cause any harm to him now.

This is a battle that cannot be won.

"Your resistance is meaningless, I will kill you all." Otto smiled and threw away the spear in his hand. The spear that flashed with thunder turned into a bolt of lightning, even faster than Bassim. Faster! "Ending your life with the weapon of your old friend is my mercy to you..."

"Isu [Loki]."

Bassim roared and dodged the lightning. His raised fist was just a little bit away from Otto. However, the lightning turned a corner and penetrated Basim's body directly from behind! ! !

The left side of the chest is where the heart is.

The body lost its power and fell from the sky like a falling star. The light in Basim's eyes disappeared, and he finally ended his long eternal life.

All over the world, the major battle groups of the Knights Templar have also launched a sweeping rebellion. The high-tech legions are sweeping across every country on Earth like a swarm of locusts, and will soon approach the ancient country in the East.

There is no hope in this world.

Because it is destiny.

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In a big country far in the east, at the border, high-tech fighter planes took off on the spot, heavy tanks started their engines, and energy barriers glowed!

"I am Yue Xiangyu."

"Report to Chief No. 1, and the Spark Project will be fully launched... We can prepare the things at the 'Nantianmen'."

"For the future of our people, this time, we must be fully prepared."

"Let that fucking false god see what it means to be surprised and delighted!"

"The entire army has issued a first-level combat readiness order, the code name of the operation is... [Bloody Great Wall]!!!

The wind was howling, the waves were surging, Kyoto, Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Yunnan and Guizhou, Puguan... one giant mecha after another made earth-shaking sounds, and their warp engines were fully started, soaring into the sky!

Who says Yan people can’t make Gundams by hand?

Oh, sorry, that thing is not Gundam, its code name is [Giant Spirit], and it is used for construction... There were tubes on the back, but Yan Country, which has completely mastered controlled nuclear fusion, no longer needs clumsy energy pipelines for power supply.

However, construction mechas can still be used to annihilate the enemy!

After all, this [Giant Spirit] fully demonstrates the fine traditions of the Yan people. Whether they are workers or farmers, they can participate in work by picking up sickles and hammers, and they can still fight against foreign enemies by putting down sickles and hammers! Because the self-defense counterattack war... is the natural home field of the Yan people!

The red flag flutters in the wind. Wherever the sword points, it is the enemy of the country!

Behind us is our motherland!

Not an inch of land will be given up!