v4 Chapter 138： Heart weight

The scene changed again at that moment.

The sky and Rulin's Federal Fleet disappeared, but the surroundings were equally bright.

It is a huge circular passage with a diameter of more than one kilometer. The entire structure is white, with no obvious light source. It seems that the entire wall is shining, making the space as bright as daylight.

And here, the most tragic battle is being staged.

In the sky, the Federal Fleet is at war with countless puppet talents wearing white uniforms, and the three fourth castes are controlling the battlefield with absolute power.

They are also humans, but they are slaughtering humans. From ancient times to the present, the most capable of killing people, as if only humans.

Two fourth castes are blocking the fourth caste of the gods in the sky, even if the fourth caste of the gods has a large number of kinsmen to cooperate with the federal fleet, but under the absolute combat power of the two fourth castes, they are still retreating. , Showing obvious failure to support.

And on the battlefield below.

Saixi looked forward.

A fourth caste is looking at them with a sneer.

The moment he saw him, Sixi's heartbeat slowed by half a beat, as if thinking of some bad memory, he turned his neck stiffly and looked around him.

The first batch of forward-throwing federal forces and aircraft suffered a devastating blow in front of the sudden fourth caste, and are now fully retreating, and at the same time, on top of...

Saviors.

More than three hundred saviors are coming in from all directions.

They formed a semi-enclosed arc, enclosing the fourth caste.

The faces of those people still have blood and stains, blood and sweat are flowing, their eyes are solemn.

For the macro battlefield, they are just a drop in the ocean, but they are all proud saviors. In the area under their own jurisdiction, I don’t know how many weird have been killed and how many rescue missions have been performed. Now, they are gathered together in In front of the fourth surname, it seemed so weak.

That is the strength and self-confidence that more than 300 people can't show.

The anxiety in Sixi's heart became stronger. He didn't remember where Mr. Su went, so he had to look around, but Mr. Su was nowhere to be seen. He only turned his head and saw Jonathan standing next to him.

The lion is lowering his body, and the tailor-made power unit is roaring, ready to go.

He noticed something and turned to look at him.

Sixi's heart began to tremble, and he stretched out his hand to hold him, but he didn't know why he failed, and the lion threw out like lightning. The battle began in an instant.

Conquering the fourth caste became the goal of every savior.

People burst into shouts, and in the bright world, anger resounded through mankind.

Finally at that moment, he heard the blond lion say to him.

"Sisi, how close are we to kill him?"

Saixi turned to look at her side.

The mecha of the burly lion has long been shattered, and half of his face is blackened, almost invisible, only the eyes are shining with scorching light.

He is also looking at Saixi.

"What's wrong? Sethi?"

Seti turned his head blankly, and saw everyone on the battlefield staring at him. Every savior, every him, or anyone familiar or unfamiliar, was looking at him with that gaze.

Perhaps they sensed that Sisi's state was wrong, and they called out and wandered in this battlefield.

"Sethi?"

"Sethi!"

"How about you Saixi?"

"Shall we wait for Seti..."

"Can't wait, our time is running out, Sethi, you must..."

Saixi opened his mouth.

He finally found the source of this shout.

The sentence that accompanied him for "half of his life" came from this moment.

He realized in a daze that he had heard such a call.

It was a call that penetrated in the sunlight that was chopped up by the sand.

Those calls accompanied him throughout his childhood.

At that time he was still called Billy.

He is a not-so-sensible teenager. For a long, long period of time, he could not understand the expectation of his sister from him, so for a long, long period of time, he felt that his life was right. , Even before that, he felt that such a life was correct.

How can one live in the direction others think?

but……

Is it really?

Is it really?

It seems that there is a voice in the heart of Saixi saying: Saixi, do you really think so?

That is the expectation, trust and expectation...

In this world, who would live up to the expectations of others?

I don’t know when it started. The chaotic battlefield suddenly became quiet. The gods fighting in the sky disappeared, the battleship group disappeared, and the puppets from the Tandan people seemed to have never appeared before. The chaotic battlefield became empty in the blink of an eye, leaving only Saixi alone.

He fell towards the ruins, like a lost child, crying in his arms.

He finally realized what he was avoiding.

He finally realized what he couldn't face.

That was something he had always had, but something he had never really cared about.

It wasn't until they were all gone, like catkins flying in the wind, that he finally realized this, and he was stuck in his own dream and couldn't wake up.

However, the long dream has an end.

Seti raised his head.

Seeing the blond man standing in front of him, the shadow cast by his tall body even covered him.

Jonathan stretched out his hand to him, showing a hearty smile: "Sisi, we have killed him."

The sound of footsteps came from the other side, and Saixi turned his head and watched in surprise as Su Chen came from the end of the ruins.

Su Chen had a complex expression on his face, and his gaze stayed on Jonathan for a long time.

Jonathan also turned to look at him, smiling, as if he had met for the first time outside the British Peninsula: "Su Chen, long time no see."

Su Chen said with a sigh, "Long time no see, Jonathan."

"Let's goJonathan slowly retracted his hand extended to Sisi, only to look at him: "It's time to go, Sisi, you have slept long enough, and I have always regretted that I couldn’t meet Su Sir, have a drink, Seti, please help me to finish it. "

Jonathan smiled and walked into the distance, waving his hand far away, like a final farewell.

Su Chen was pulling Saixi up from the ground, and when he turned his head, the figure of the lion-like man was long gone.

The three words savior are heavy weights. It is not a symbol of power and privilege, nor is it a stage role in movie and TV dramas, nor is it the so-called dream of saving the righteous with talent.

What people want to have, so it becomes it.

The bright red cloak and funny tights are just the emperor's new clothes.

Really be able to become a savior.

It is the weight of the heart.

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