I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1419 The Last Backbone



Chapter 1419 The Last Backbone

The howling snow and wind swirled around the broken radio station.

In this land filled with the smell of blood and the stench of the deep sea, a girl in an ephedra coat sat quietly on the ruins, her palms tightly grasping the handle of the gun, her joints clearly visible.

Teacher Ye is dead. No one knows how long the storm of thoughts he left in Xiao Tao's body can last. Now every word Xiao Tao says may be the last voice in her life...

Tension, fear, bitterness, despair.

No one knows what kind of strong psychological quality the girl who is now sitting in front of the radio station has to bear all this. No one would have thought that she, who was once raised and cared for by the mother tree, would now have to become the last backbone of the fusion faction.

Yes,

Her body was shaking with fear, but her eyes were more determined than ever before.

She took a deep breath and opened her lips again...

“We are heretics…and sinners.”

The moment these words were uttered, all the figures in all realms who were listening to the radio were startled.

On the streets of the South China Sea territory that has been invaded by the Forbidden Sea, the Pu family members who are desperately trying to fight their way out, and Han Meng who is walking through the ruins, all look up in the direction of the radio station at the same time.

The black law enforcement officer's windbreaker fluttered in the wind, and Han Meng's eyes were a little complicated...

"The defense line was lost because of us, and the South China Sea was destroyed because of us... Perhaps in your eyes, we are extremely evil and unforgivable... Perhaps you will feel sick when you hear my voice."

"But there are some things I must say... and now, I am the only one who can say them."

Xiao Tao closed her eyes, and the bodies that died at the hands of Teacher Ye appeared in her mind, and pain appeared on her face.

Teacher Ye is dead, and so are all the members of the fusion school. If this continues, every child of the fusion school will bear eternal infamy and be buried under the snow with their eyes open... How will future generations evaluate them?

An ungrateful wolf, a dark traitor, a vicious heretic who is good at disguising himself, a filthy disaster in human guise...

The existence of the fusionists will be defined as utter "evil". They will be trampled underfoot by the gaze of future generations, their spines will be crushed, and all the beauty and innocence they once had will be denied, leaving them to be forever condemned to abuse and accusations like stray dogs on the roadside.

Xiao Tao knew that even if she tried to clarify things for the Fusion Faction, almost no one would believe her...

But whether they believe it or not is their business;

At least the Fusion faction once tried to reveal the truth to the world, tried to let people know more about the past... Even if only one or two people believed what she said in the end, it was enough.

"We really don't know that our consciousness and bodies no longer belong to us... We are like a group of puppets, firmly grasped by the Thought Disaster, becoming its tools, and becoming a sharp blade that pierces humanity."

"We never meant to hurt anyone..."

"We just want to have a 'home'."

Tears dripped down Xiaotao's cheeks and fell to the ground, freezing into frost in the howling cold wind.

Xiao Tao's voice was a little choked up, she took a deep breath and tried to calm her voice down as much as possible...

"Since I was little, my brother has taught me that I must take responsibility for my mistakes..."

"I know that an apology is useless, but we are already atonement... Even if this can never make up for the mistakes we made, we really... really can't do more..."

"We are heretics, sinners, and poor creatures controlled by our thoughts..."

"But we are not cowards!"

The storm of thoughts that remained in Xiaotao's mind gradually dissipated, and chaos and violence once again tried to control her body.

Xiao Tao's already red eyes took on an even more blood-red color, and her whole body was shaking violently. Her claws began to grow longer, and her voice became hoarse, as if she was gradually sinking into a wild beast.

Xiaotao knew that her time had come.

Her chest was heaving violently, and she huddled in front of the radio. Her hand that was tightly gripping the gun handle was shaking constantly, and she almost used up all her strength to slowly lift it up...

She held the cold muzzle of the gun against her own chin with her own hands.

At this moment, Xiaotao thought a lot.

Fear? Nervousness? Anger? Bitterness? She seemed to feel none of them...

Memories flooded into her mind like a tide, from the moment she stepped into the mother tree of the Fusion School as a child, every class, every break, every time she played and laughed, every birthday, every New Year's Eve... The warmth of the memories diluted the coldness of the gun's muzzle, and she seemed to see those familiar figures on the other side of the shore, waving to her enthusiastically.

She opened her lips slightly, leaving behind the last words of the South China Sea:

"Our birth was wrong, our existence is wrong..."

"But our love is not."

boom--! !

This is the last sound from the fusion school.

The confession of the penitent and the elegy of fate.

When blood splattered on the ruins, Xiaobai rushed in from outside, and his heart-wrenching cries mixed with the endless wind and snow were deafening.

……

The moment the gunshots rang out,

On the throne of the underground palace, a figure in a bright red costume suddenly opened his eyes! !

Those were a pair of hungover eyes, a pair of bloodshot eyes. He stared at the direction of the radio. The last few words echoing in his mind were like thunder, completely dispelling his muddled sleepiness!

"Xiao Tao!!"

Chen Ling didn't know exactly what happened in the South China Sea, but he had a bad feeling from Xiao Tao's few words.

Without any hesitation, Chen Ling's bright red robe turned black in an instant, her hair flew up into the air, and a terrifying aura swept across the entire underground palace!

The storm of thoughts started, and Chen Ling's consciousness swept through the consciousnesses in the storm, and finally locked onto a certain figure...

……

“Xiao Tao——!!”

"Xiao Tao——!!!"

Xiaobai hugged the girl lying in a pool of blood and cried out heartbreakingly, but the only response he got was the sound of the howling wind and snow above the ruins.

At this moment, the scene in front of him flickered slightly, and the edge of the black robe brushed his cheek...

Xiaobai was stunned.

He looked up and saw a familiar figure standing beside him, his dark robe fluttering in the wind. The man looked down at the two bodies of Teacher Ye and Xiao Tao, with a trace of confusion in his eyes...

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty Chen Ling!!!"

A glimmer of light finally appeared in Xiaobai's dead eyes. He hugged Chen Ling, crying and wailing, like a drowning man grabbing at the last straw.

But the next second, his figure passed through the dark robe and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.


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