Chapter 56 Do you believe you have a goodbye

Author: Lin Zixie

The breeze blew through the broken walls of the Black Thorn Security Company, and another burst of dust rose.

After the man who was blinded, the translucent bug filled with twelve links squirmed out of Esther's pocket. It quietly arched its body and pulled it down from Esther's forehead.

A hair covered with blood. Then it held the hair in its mouth and quickly left the scene with agility that was not very suitable for a bug, looking for living creatures in the distance as parasitic objects.

With the "physiological death" caused by Esther's attack on the head after being consumed in large quantities, it can finally get rid of the shackles of the light cocoon and return to its own extraordinary characteristics and the uniqueness that is suppressed and hidden.

Since being pulled away by the light cocoon, its connection with its body and other clones has been completely broken, and its fate has been compressed into a completely independent individual. This makes the little bug feel very confused when it is free.

, so it has a plan.

Now I take this hair away so that after contacting another unlucky clone, I can come back to find this strange guy and let others experience the feeling of being imprisoned.

Ha, that must be very interesting.

A few minutes later, Leonard's fingers twitched twice.

The old voice in his mind sighed: "Oh, it's over, it's over. If you have the extra effort, go and see, your captain may still be alive..."

His words were not complete - as for the others, they were probably dead.

Because Leonard completely fainted, the old man could not see what was going on. He did not choose to leave Leonard's body, but listened carefully to the changes in the surrounding environment through his voice.

He heard the roar of the building breaking, the buzzing sound of insects, the flow of liquid, and the bursting series of crisp sounds of foam, which shocked the old man. The last two calls, even one of them was

The language he had never heard made the old man understand that more changes had happened. He did not take any action, but just tried his best to restrain his breath.

Of course he could accurately identify the master of those two shouts, Leonard's two colleagues hiding strange powers.

Leonard opened his eyes, lifted up and forced himself to get up. His left arm seemed to be broken, and he was basically out of control. His right ribs hurt in a thrust, and the same was true for his knees.

He coughed up a few scrubs during his breathing, and his throat was filled with rust. But luckily, he was almost not seriously injured, and even skillfully avoided the sharp stones where he landed.

At this time, Leonard had no time to think about whether the old man helped him. When he dragged his tired body to approach Dunn, he saw Esther's head with silver hair scattered, and the back of her head was a

The sharp penetration injury is on the surface.

Leonard didn't even dare to turn Esther's face over, he was afraid to see the wound on the other side of her forehead.

Then Leonard saw Klein a few steps away. Klein's chest also took his life through injury with one blow. The huge hole seemed to tear Leonard's heart. He stumbled towards Dunn

, kneeled beside Dunn.

Dunn's chest was still slightly ups and downs. After Leonard heard Dunn's breathing, he could no longer hold back the emotions he had accumulated in his heart. The green eyes were soaked in tears and soon left on Leonard's face.

The next two clear tears were washed away a little dirt and blood.

"Why……"

Why is this happening? Esther, Klein, how could they die like this? There are so many secrets hidden in them, they are all fine, and the captain is still alive, why are they...

The old man's voice sounded: "Kline and Dunn fought until the last moment. Dunn used his heart to stimulate the power of the holy object and drove out the baby. And Esther wanted to save your captain, but he lost the confrontation.

The enemy's combat power is planned by the other party. From the beginning, it was a game. The enemy's purpose was Santa Selena's urn, and everyone was exploited by such a conspiracy..."

Leonard's fist hit the floor hard, but his anger was in vain and there was no way to vent his anger, only more grief was emerging.

Leonard never felt his weakness so deeply, and even began to hate his long-term slackness.

If he was stronger, would the outcome of this battle be different?

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Dock area, Dragon Bar.

Admisol, sitting in the corner, was shocked. If there were extraordinary people nearby who had opened their spiritual vision, they could see the light cocoons around him suddenly dimmed, and the crazy murmurs and visions of the outside world became clear in an instant. But all of them were all

Not as good as the sorrow that Admisol felt, he hugged his head tremblingly, cried in a mess, and murmured "The light has disappeared."

Admisol's eyes soon swollen. He suddenly remembered the items Esther gave him. He reached into his pocket and wanted to take out the bottle of unused ointment, but brought out another thing.

A blue-purple fruit candy that exudes the aroma of grape juice is wrapped in candy paper.

But now, the candy has been broken into several pieces, spilled out of the outer wrapping paper, and fell into the dust on the ground.

"Broken? Why!? The line of 'light' is also broken..."

Admisol wanted to run out screaming and cry and let everyone who saw him hear the bad news. The cocoon of light on his body lit up lightly, and then completely

Turn into transparency.

Admisol's tears began to flow down again. He threw himself to the ground and grabbed the fragments of the candy, and regardless of the dirt on it, he stuffed them all into his mouth.

The smell of the tongue spreading sweetly, rolled up with the bitter and astringent dust, and was mixed with the tears that flowed into the mouth.

Admisol buried his face in his arms, and his back trembled from time to time. He began to say things that others didn't understand, as if he was back in the past when he couldn't wake up, but if someone approached and listened carefully, he would hear him.

Keep repeating: "Light will continue to guide me, light is immortal..."

Daffodil Street, Slyn Bakery.

Wendy suddenly knocked over the teapot, her heart beating very quickly, which was not a good thing for an elderly man. The dizziness lasted for several seconds before it dissipated.

Wendy walked to the door with the wall, panting and flipped the sign "Open Business" hanging on the door, and refused the guests who had not arrived yet.

She looked around the store blankly, her eyes stayed at the back door for a long time, and after more than ten seconds she realized something was wrong. Except for the apron that Wendy herself and Fiona often wore, there was a third place.

Aprons, such soft warm yellow squares, are not their preferred colors because they are easy to get dirty.

Oh, but it is definitely especially suitable for young people, very lively and smiling young girls.

The belt of the apron was broken and curled up in a ball on the ground.

Wendy didn't know why she felt so uncomfortable, so she got up and picked up the apron and looked at it for a long time.

Beckland Bridge District, Platycodon Flower Apartment, No. 13 rented.

The woman in a rose-red dress took off her wide-brimmed straw hat and hung it on the hanger by the door, revealing her sweet and round cheeks. She will meet with the head of the local organization tomorrow. She said that she was not nervous and it must be fake.

.Just just participated in a Beckland underground extraordinary trade rally, she took off her high heels after returning to the apartment, just wanting to rest quietly in the soft sofa and think carefully about what she needs to make tomorrow.

The gentle lady habitually opened the secret lattice of the coffee table and wanted to take out the handkerchief wrapped in orange peel, but was shocked to find that the handkerchief had been torn inch by inch, and the orange peel inside was just a little while her

Once touched, it turns into small and shriveled residue.

How could this happen!? Someone has been here?

The lady immediately alertly checked the trap she set in the house, but what made her even more confused was that there was no sign of being touched by the curse, and she had no trace of divination.

Except for herself, no one else had ever come in the room. Even if there were, she cleverly avoided the magic she set up. At least it had to be much higher than her in order to lurk in so quietly.

But why do people with such ability come here just to destroy an ordinary handkerchief? Is this a warning? Or... because of the owner of the handkerchief?

But who was the owner of this handkerchief? Even if the beautiful lady wanted to break her head, she did not evoke any related memories.

Beckland North District, underground of St. Samuel Church.

In a neat and many bookcases, the perception in old Neil's mind suddenly paused for a moment. The opera story in his hand fell from his palm, spread out on the wool carpet, and stopped at the woman.

The scene of the Lord confronting the god of death: "Dark is coming, and night is about to replace the dawn."

The pendant with a photo of his fiancée on his chest was filled with an inexplicable chill, which made him come back to his senses from his empty consciousness.

"Why..." He touched his heart blankly, his eyes swept across the room, and he always felt that the world in front of him seemed to be missing something.

But nothing happened in the room, only the book that had just fallen from his hand, laying on the ground in disarray.

Before Old Neil could lean over to pick up the book, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a woman with black lipstick appeared there. She was not old, but she deliberately put on very old makeup.

The light blue eyeshadow and blush actually gave her a weird charm.

The lady at the door looked very nervous, and she was holding a broken bracelet in her hand.

"A big thing happened in Tingen. Deacon Sesima urgently summoned some night watchmen. We are going to rush over now... I think I should tell you that I have to gather immediately."

Old Neil smiled, and a clear light appeared in his dark red eyes: "Go, Daly, don't waste time at an old man. Remember to say hello to everyone for me."

I hope the strangeness just now was not because of their troubles.

Old Neil picked up the book and stared at the line, always feeling like he had forgotten something.

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