kill dawn

In the Twilight Tower, what Song Heng did was to track the flow of information.

This is a position that requires concealment and perception, and Song Heng devoted his first half of his life to this, until his guide died in the war.

He never forgot for a moment, the moment of pain when he was disconnected from the guide.Not physically, but psychologically.The other half of the soul was cut off by external force, but his spiritual sea was not fatally injured.

Song Heng knew that his guide must have used all his strength to actively cut off the connection before he died in order to preserve Song Heng's spiritual sea.

But even so, his memory deteriorated year after year until he could no longer do the job in the Twilight Tower.

Before applying to leave, Zhang Yuting asked him to come to the top of the Twilight Tower.Said that in order to ensure safety, he needed to wash away some memories about the content of his work.

Song Heng readily accepted this, and offered to erase the memory of the guide's death.

He still remembered that it was a night.There is no night in the Twilight Tower, so people built a moon. Song Heng couldn't sleep, so he went to the top floor the day before the appointment, trying to apply for memory cleaning in advance.

Unlike the Tower of Dawn, the interior of the Tower of Dusk is just a tall building.At night, there was no one around, Song Heng walked in slowly step by step.

Human voices could be faintly heard from the conference hall originally used for business decision-making.

He subconsciously thought that the high-level executives were having a meeting inside, but after listening to it for a while, he realized that the voice inside was not a discussion, but a forbearing quarrel.

Out of curiosity, Song Heng walked to the door.

There were only two people in the room, Fang Jun and Zhang Yuting.In recent years, Fang Jun has been deeply affected by mental overload, and he no longer has the ability to fight as a sentinel.He was raised in the Twilight Tower all day long, and could only wait for Zhang Yuting's comfort.

But at this moment, the two of them were sitting face to face, but they were so strange that they didn't look like a couple.

Fang Jun's weak voice said: "Ah Jue's problem is heredity, why do you always like to be horny?"

Ah Jue's question?Is it the boy who was the executive officer at a very young age?

Song Heng became more and more curious.

"You think highly of yourself too." Zhang Yuting said coldly, "Are you worthy of being compared with him?"

"you!"

"You don't have entropy because you accepted Bailu's initial experiment, but Ah Jue doesn't have it."

Initial test?Entropy?What are those?

Song Heng remembered Bai Lu, who was a very powerful biological engineer in the Tower of Dawn.It is said that he and Zhang Yuting are still good friends.

Is Bai Lu doing any experiments?

Song Heng instinctively felt that he shouldn't listen anymore, but the small room attracted him like magic, preventing him from taking half a step away.

So, the rest of the words poured into Song Heng's ears continuously.

"Ah Jue was obviously different from other supernatural beings when he was born, so I tested his entropy value and found that the value was zero." That was Zhang Yuting's voice, "I can be sure that there are no external factors affecting him."

"Then you can't say that he is..."

"Why not?! This is the truth!" Zhang Yuting interrupted him directly, "Ah Jue is the only naturally born sentinel in this world. He is not given value by entropy, let alone bound by entropy. He is the foundation of human civilization." Tinder!"

"Yuting, this is not a good thing." Fang Jun sighed, "If entropy can really bring people to destruction, it is absolutely impossible for Ah Jue to stay out of it... Even, as a fire, it has to make a greater sacrifice than others .”

There was no words in the room for a long time.

It seemed that Zhang Yuting was also speechless by these words. In the silent moment, even the beating of his heart was as heavy as a drum.At this moment, the closed door of the conference room opened, and before Song Heng could react, Zhang Yuting's face appeared in sight.

As always, cold and relentless.

"What did you hear?" she asked coldly.

This is the last picture of the Twilight Tower in Song Heng's memory.When he woke up again, he had forgotten a lot, and settled down in the Midnight District in a daze, relying on the little memory of the guide to survive.

If entropy is a kind of power, then it can dominate everything about superhumans.

Song Heng looked at Jiang Bieqiu's dazed profile and thought so.

In the eyes of human beings, it is an unknown behemoth that dominates the birth of supernatural beings and guides the future of human civilization.

However, after the truth was revealed, the lamp of the future suddenly went out.

Song Heng felt that he should say something at this moment, but seeing Jiang Bieqiu's state at the first sight, he finally said nothing.

As Fang Jun said back then, Fang Jue, as the only naturally born sentinel in the human base, has no mental overload and is not bound by entropy. He is a perfect superhuman fabricated by the hands of nature.

Louis was also shocked: "When did you find this out...why did Zhang Yuting...keep it from Ah Jue?"

Why?The reason can be guessed arbitrarily, but it is better to ask her personally.

The three of them were in a temporary shelter, and outside was the noisy crowd of refugees, chased and driven by entropy.Ordinary people can still keep calm in it, but after knowing the disadvantages of entropy, the supernatural person can't wait to cut off the part of the body that belongs to the supernatural person with a knife.

Jiang Bieqiu was originally standing, but after watching the group after group of people leave, he finally stood up suddenly as if he couldn't bear it any longer.

"Where are you going?" Song Heng asked subconsciously.

Jiang Bieqiu shook his head: "Song Heng, I'm very scared."

Song Heng opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse.

"I remembered a word." Jiang Bieqiu walked slowly to the door of the shelter, and slowly raised his head to look at the perennial tower lamp in the distance, "Do you remember? Song Heng."

Song Heng: "...what?"

"Another school motto from the Wizard Academy."

Song Heng thought for a moment, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Motto……

—Extinguish, extinguish, momentary light.Life... is but a walking shadow.

Jiang Bieqiu only stayed in the sanctuary for a short time before he ran to the Guidance Academy recklessly.While running, all the scenery on the side of the road is constantly receding, the wind is whimpering, and the hair ends that are covered are blown.

The chain on the side of the gold-rimmed glasses dangled to block the line of sight, and he roughly tore it off, and threw it on the side of the road.

He was just running, not knowing where he was or where he should go, but he only knew that he should return to Fang Jue immediately.

The Guidance Academy was about to start school, but the campus that had been closed for several months was still extremely depressed. After the entropy spread throughout the Dawn District, there were no other living people on the street except for the people who followed the soldiers to evacuate.

Jiang Bieqiu was out of breath from running, and the sides of his forehead were throbbing uncontrollably due to vigorous exercise. He ignored it and finally rushed to the old dean's research room as fast as he could.

The door of the research room was open, and when Jiang Bieqiu was holding the door to breathe, someone was coming out of it.

"Where's Fang Jue?" Jiang Bieqiu asked without even seeing the person's face clearly.

As soon as Zooey came out, she was taken aback. After seeing that it was Jiang Bieqiu, she opened her eyes slightly: "Professor Jiang? Why..."

"Where is Fang Jue?" Jiang Bieqiu interrupted her, "Is it inside? I'll go in..."

"Officer Fang just left." Zoe said quickly, "The things in the research room need to be moved, but the dean said that no help is needed, so Officer Fang left."

"Where did he go?"

"do not know."

Seeing Jiang Bieqiu's obviously uncomfortable face, Zooey felt strange, but more worried.She thought for a moment, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Professor Jiang went to see the dormitory building? I just heard Chief Fang say..."

Before the words finished, Jiang Bieqiu turned his head and left.

He wasn't afraid at first, but the timing of Song Heng's memory recovery was just a coincidence.Fang Jue was so thoughtful that he took care of everything by himself, Jiang Bieqiu was worried that he would have realized that he was the tinder long ago.

Thinking that Fang Jue might leave here, or do some dangerous things, Jiang Bieqiu couldn't help his frenzy.

It was also at this time that he realized that the violence in his bones had not disappeared with the passage of time, it was only because of the name Fang Jue that it became silent.

Jiang Bieqiu quickly ran towards the dormitory building, and the not-so-long passage seemed extremely winding at this moment.My heart was beating non-stop, almost jumping out of my chest.

He ran to the door in one breath, and pushed the door open with one hand.

The force was too great, the door bounced against the wall, shaking the contents of the storage compartment to the ground.

This is the only movement in the house - Fang Jue is not there.

Jiang Bieqiu's heart sank, and the hostility between his brows slowly rose again.

He let out a long breath, trying to expel the stagnant air in his chest as much as possible, but it still didn't help.The hand on the doorknob was also tightened severely, and a deep and red mark was made on the palm of the hand.

It was at this moment that there was a sound behind him.

"Don't fall?" It was a familiar voice.

Jiang Bieqiu turned his head abruptly, and saw Fang Jue walking up the stairs.He was holding a stack of paper books in one hand, leaning on the railing with the other, looking up at Jiang Bieqiu slightly.

"You..." Seeing Jiang Bieqiu's loss of composure, Fang Jue quickly stepped forward, pulled his hand away from the doorknob, and asked with a frown, "Is something wrong? Are you injured? Open my palm... "

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Jue was knocked backward by Jiang Bieqiu, and with a bang, he was crushed against the wall of the corridor.

Tremors came from the spiritual connection—it was an emotion of fear.

Fang Jue didn't know what happened, but subconsciously stretched out his hand to caress the back of Jiang Bieqiu's neck, trying to comfort him.

In the next second, Jiang Bieqiu raised his head and kissed him.

This kiss is different from the previous random kisses.It was restrained, but not gentle, its lips and teeth ran over every inch of skin, licking it delicately and uninterruptedly.But as if he was not reconciled to such superficial contact, Jiang Bieqiu opened his mouth slightly and bit down viciously.

Fang Jue frowned in pain, the hand pinching the back of Jiang Bieqiu's neck slid to his waist, leaning over to turn back.

Fang Jue swallowed the panting and humming that could not be restrained, only the sound of heavy breathing between the nostrils, one after another.

In the narrow and dark corridor, the two kissed tenderly and cruelly, as if they were in a life-and-death battle for territory.

After a long time, Jiang Bieqiu moved away slightly, but still pressed Fang Jue's face reluctantly.

Fang Jue touched the corner of his mouth and asked softly, "What did you find?"

"...What about you?" Jiang Bieqiu whispered, "What do you know?"

"I don't know." Fang Jue said, "I just vaguely guessed."

Jiang Bieqiu hugged him and did not let go, instead of following the words, he started another topic: "What did you do just now?"

"Help you carry something back from the 36th floor." Fang Jue raised his head and let Jiang Bieqiu lean in his arms, "Dawn Tower said."

Jiang Bieqiu didn't say the reason for his gaffe, and Fang Jue didn't ask either.

Everything is hidden in that one kiss.

After a long time, in the darkness, Fang Jue called him again: "Qiuqiu."

"Ah."

"I want to go back to the Twilight Tower."

Sensitively, Jiang Bieqiu straightened up suddenly, and when he raised his head, he was facing Fang Jue's eyes that had been indifferent all year round.It's just that at this moment, perhaps because of the unfinished warmth of that kiss, there was a different kind of tenderness all over his body.

Before Jiang Bieqiu could ask, Fang Jue said softly, "You can come with me."

"..."

Jiang Bieqiu was silent for a while, and his heart finally sank into the ground.