Holographic online game middle two GM

63. After the end

I am terrified of what awaits us in the future for both of us.Even after he said he was ready to go to hell, I still didn't know what to do.

The girl is sad and weeping.

The feeling of falling in love with someone is irresistible. Although the fear hurts, we all have the same sky above our heads, like a bond that can never be separated, and she is my only light.

The teenager smiled and wept.

Gu Shiqing looked at the burning flame, and finally knelt down and cried.Even though she knew it was just a fictitious copy of a fictitious love, she couldn't help being sad.

Looking at the burning flame, Buding felt cold all over his body, his nails inserted into his palms and pierced his skin, the pain spread from his palms all the way to his heart, tearing apart the pain in his heart little by little.

He clearly said that he would protect them!

The blood of Qiongguang spread to the door along the pattern formed in a winding pattern.The door vibrated slightly and made a loud noise.That's a sign that the goal is about to open.

"Open it, and then destroy this world!" The big boss smiled maniacally, "Tonight, this world will be destroyed. Tonight, this world will be reborn. Tonight, they will die. Tonight, we will meet... Love Flower. ..”

White cold air leaked out from the gap, and countless tentacles protruded from the door, engulfing the big boss.

"This is..." Before the sentence was finished, the big boss was torn apart by those tentacles "Why..."

The torrential rain poured down suddenly, but there was no water on the ground, because the ever-expanding cracks had swallowed the entire city, and all the buildings, roads, plants, and animals on the ground had sunk deep into the ground.

The people in this city, as well as the players, can only helplessly wait for the end.

Blue sky... sky light...

He gritted his teeth tightly, blood oozing out.Buting felt as if his heart was being burned, and the pain was severe.

That's not the case... The original intention of proposing this script is not like this.It was as if he could see, on a sunny afternoon, Sanke Gao Qinghai was drinking coffee and smiling hollowly at him.

Buding, do you know that the tragedy of life lies in the contradiction between the perishability of life and the desire for immortality.You wish they were there forever, but in reality, they were portrayed as never really being.Your inability to control your feelings for fictional characters is your most fatal flaw right now.

The conflict between emotion and reason runs through people's life constantly. Sometimes we will be impulsive, and sometimes we have to use reason to suppress emotion.

So, pudding, this is the end.

Buding raised his hand, grabbing the chain between his wrists.What a big deal!To put it bluntly, you just like tragedies, because watching tragedies can make you feel that someone is less fortunate than you.

That's why you changed my script to look like this!

You know, at least in this story, I want them to be together.

There was blood red in the sight, and the overwhelming red permeated the sky, covering the sky, and there was a huge vibration from the door.

doomsday...

however!

Kicking the door with one foot, it opened a gap and closed it firmly.The owner of the feet is.... Buding.

Buding dragged his bloody wrists, and the bones on his hands were clearly visible, which was the price he paid for breaking free from the chains.As if something was about to come out of the door, it slammed into the door one after another, but Bu Ding kicked it back viciously every time.

"Go back to me." The eyes staring at the door were full of unknown light.Buding's voice was low, without the slightest emotion, "I don't know what's wrong with this dungeon... I don't want to know which god's residence is behind the door... But now, you go back to me."

At the very least, don't provoke me when I'm sad.

The person behind the door seemed to understand Buding's words, and was no longer struggling.Finally, the door was firmly shut.

Cloth gritted his teeth.Why!

Why did Qiongguang and Qingcang have to die!

Why even the big boss died in the end!

why!

Who am I going to vent my anger on!

Suddenly fell into an embrace, and the broad palm gently stroked the hair on his forehead.This heartbeat is...Bai Yunchao...

Buding's eyes suddenly turned red because of his grievance.

The sense of security of being hugged made the grievances well up.

After the death of the big boss, the effect of the Eternal Ring disappeared, and Bai Yunchao and Arno regained their freedom.However, they only saw the last scene where the blue sky and the sky light turned into flames, and then Buding kicked the door frantically.

Buding was angry because he felt that he was useless, and he had promised to protect them, but he failed to do so.Bai Yunchao closed his eyes, this point, why not him.

Feeling the movement of Buding in his arms stop, Bai Yunchao said softly, "I know..."

I know you really want to save Qingcang and Qiongguang, I know you have worked very hard, I know.At that moment, it was as if he could hear Bai Yunchao comforting him so much.

Tears fell, Buding turned around and embraced Bai Yunchao.

The blue sky, the sky light.

Sorry.

After the apocalypse, Buding was in no mood to explore how the battle between superpowers and institutions would end.Because of this copy, this is the end.

A prosperous city has turned into a barren hell.After the one-night war, the earth is cloaked in sadness, peaceful and sad.The black clouds dissipated, and for a moment, a strange scene that only appeared in dreams appeared over the entire city.

A pool of clear blue sky that is almost bottomless, in the blue sky, there are patches of light clouds scattered leisurely, which are extremely pure.Lifting his fingers, it seemed that even the fingertips were dyed blue.

The warm sunshine shines on the earth, and you can feel the warmth spreading in an instant. You don't need words, just feel the feeling slowly with your heart.

Let the decayed dark corners of the heart be filled with the taste of sunshine again...

The surviving people looked at the clear sky with laughter and tears, shouted and cried to welcome the light after the end.For them, being alive at this moment is everything.

A cold system prompt sounded.

【Prevent the end of the world or eliminate all hostile players. The task has not been completed. 】

[Surviving players at this stage: The first team is not round in fifteen months, seven Bu Xiaoding]

[Second Team Bai Yunchao. 】

[Batang, Arno of the third team. 】

[The fifth team, Gu Shiqing. 】

[All players who have completed the dungeon above can get task rewards after leaving the dungeon. 】

[The copy will be closed soon. 】

[Teleportation starts after 180 seconds. 】

Buding sat on the huge door, looking at the entire ruined city.

"The middle two player kicked Doom in a fit of rage. Isn't this title catchy?" Shiwu Yue'er climbed up and asked slowly, not knowing when.

Buding was silent.

"Buding, are you an employee of Huaxia, right? You belong to the mysterious seventh department and are responsible for acting as the GM of a real NPC?"

Buding didn't answer.

Shiwuyue'er Buyuan followed Buding's line of sight, the sun was dazzling, "Since you are a GM, you should understand what is real and what is illusory."

Buding looked back at him, "What are you trying to say?"

"I want to say, since I'm the GM, give me a good job."

"Gu knows." Buding made a grimace at the other party, "Do you think that Gu is sad? You think too much. Unlike you stupid human beings, Gu is a guide chosen by fate to guide the light of this world. ah!"

Fifteen months is not round "..." I knew that this group of secondary students didn't need comfort at all.

Buding pulled out a smile of unknown authenticity.With such a parting, I have to face many more in the future.

Buding looked at the swordsman in white on the ground, Bai Yunchao was still indifferent as usual.

"Hey! It's time to teleport, come down."

"Why go down? Just send it like this."

Bai Yun looked unquestionably in his eyes, "Jump down."

Buting the black line, "If you jump from here, you will fall to your death."

"I can't die from the fall, at most half a tube of blood will be lost." Shiwu Yue'er raised his foot and kicked Buding off the door.

"Nimma, there is only half a tube left..." Buding's remaining words disappeared in the embrace of Feng Zhong and Bai Yunchao.

Shiwuyue'er looked at the group of people who survived the catastrophe.

It's just a copy.

These experiences are nothing more than fictional plots.

However, Qing Cang and Qiong Guang lived here...

The harp appeared out of thin air in Fifteen Yueer's out-of-round hands, and the light gathered together to form golden strings.Fingers slid across the strings, flowing out quiet notes...

Above the huge door, a bard chanted in a low voice, and a requiem blew away in the wind...

In the stars, in the falling snow, in this memory, looking for the footprints that have been walked, praying for eternal peace...

Waving the still immature wings, flying over the hill, closing my eyes, flying away from this road...

Once upon a time, everything went back to the past, but I will not leave you alone, at the end of the sky...

What remains behind this light is the tranquility you have longed for, to you, eternal, endless love...

[The player has been sent. 】The cold system sound echoed above the empty city.

[Start destroying the sandbox. 】Starting from the distant sky, the scenery dissipated little by little in the form of data fragments.Those people in the background at a glance also turned into fragments, leaving only empty streets... And then, those streets began to disappear little by little...

[The sandbox is being destroyed. 】This virtual world built by programmers lost its function after the celebration and could only be destroyed.

As if nothing existed.In the end, it can only be swallowed by darkness and turned into a set of data garbage.

【Sandbox destroy...destroy...destroy...】Suddenly the system sound got stuck.After a harsh noise, the tightly closed door in the center of the formation suddenly opened, making an old sound.

Accompanied by the biting cold air and the lingering black sand mist, a black figure walked out from the door.The group of black shadows pieced together into a vague figure, opened its mouth slightly and seemed to say something, but because the voice was too low, only the last two words could be heard.

"...grown ups."