Chapter 1345：

The pitch-black cube has long been shattered, and a pitch-black beam of light jetted out from its center, reaching the sky, like a black tower of despair.

"Here, brother."

Lixiang's voice rang in his ears, Shilang turned his head and saw Lixiang handing the towel back to Shilang.

At this moment, Tachika who wiped his face, that immature little face, was finally much cleaner, and it was more like the Fujimaru Tachika seen in the peculiarity of "Burning Fuyuki City".

It can also be said that it was like when Fujimaru Tatsuka was a child.

Shi Lang threw the towel back into the [Infinite Sword System], slightly raised his hand, pointed at the distant pitch black cube, and said: "Lixiang, next, brother is going there. Do you want to follow me?"

"No--, no--." Lixiang seemed to be irritated by something, with a horrified face, her fleshy little hands firmly grasped Shi Lang's corner of his clothes, and said in horror: "Brother. There, there. Danger...Don't go there. Don't go there!"

"Everyone...everyone has disappeared. Brother...don't go there. I don't want, and I don't want my brother to disappear." Lixiang's tears couldn't help but burst into her eyes.

Shi Lang shook his head and said, "It's a pity, but this...cannot work."

I helped this little girl because of my inner goodwill.

However, he must also take back the crown.

Because that was the answer he was struggling to seek.

All answers must be in that crown.

All his puzzles, the answers he sought...are in that crown.

He--, how can he give up?

Not to mention illusion, even reality.

No matter what, he wants to find the answer.

"If you must go, if you must go..." Lixiang's shoulders couldn't help but tremble, crying and said, "Take me there too, brother. Don't, don't leave me alone."

Seeing Lixiang who was trembling, Shi Lang thought for a while and nodded.

What he wanted was to take this little tail to a safe place, and then go to the dark cube by himself. But think about it carefully, in this illusion, in this world, there seems to be no safe place.

There are terrifying chaotic human figures everywhere.

This little girl may be an important part of this illusion, but those chaotic humanoids who want to kill all living bodies are not fake.

There is no safe place in this world. The only safe place is Shirou's side.

So Shiro nodded and agreed.

So, what kind of psychology did this little girl put forward to follow Shi Lang's insurance?

This is an unrealistic modern doomsday illusion. The setting of this little girl may be the epitome of the doomsday.

All the goodness and concern, the peace and happiness of the past, were destroyed in an instant, leaving only a vast number of people in this dangerous world.

Escape from the dead is a great fortune, but with a shattered memory, living alone in the hell-like doomsday is the most painful torment.

The girl recognized Shirou as her brother, so following the only and remaining brother became the most instinctive emotion. Even the place to go is extremely dangerous.

Shirou took the girl's little hand and walked towards the dark cube.

The chaotic human figures along the road were all killed by Shirou.

But when encountering too many groups, Shi Lang had to avoid it carefully.

These chaotic figures are very strong. In terms of combat effectiveness, each individual is very close to Mordred, who is in the first-class performance of heroic parameters.

Not to mention Shiro, even if it is Ozmandias, Gilgamesh, or even Garna, when encountering these chaotic humanoids, they can only choose to kill alone and encounter a huge number of groups. You have to be careful to avoid it.

"Boom—"

Thunderbolt in the clear sky.

The black thunder jumped from the other side of the sky to the other end, like a sword that opened the sky, cutting the sky of the planet in half.

The pitch black tower shot out of the pitch black cube shines even more...

No.

Is more profound.

It is deeper than a black hole and absorbs all the surrounding light.

The sky is extremely dark!

"Boom, boom—"

The black thunder flashed constantly.

It's like the creation scene of the first planet.

"Wow! Wow!"

It rained from the sky.

Black rain.

The flames of the city were then extinguished, and the prosperous civilization of the primates was torch. Only the ruins of civilization remain.

The prosperity of civilization is as brilliant as summer flowers, and the destruction of civilization is as dead as autumn leaves.

"Really. That's it... I understand. I understand your situation."

The cold rain fell on the woman's face and the tattered, lion-like armor.

"You are caught in the memory of the king..." the woman said, "And I should be a memory individual formed from the memory of the king. It's a wonderful feeling... I thought I was alive and fighting for it. People. It turns out that I am just the memory of Wang, an individual memory formed."

"No...you, you are alive...you are alive!" Mordred hugged the woman tightly, shouting out of control, "You, aren't you right in front of me? How are you? Feel it, feel my temperature!"

"Yeah. I feel it, and I feel Mordred's warm heart." The woman barely used the last trace of strength, showing a smile, and said: "However, whether I am an individual formed by memory, or a real existence , It doesn’t matter anymore. Now that you have seen me here, it seems that my end point should be here. It’s a pity..."

Mordred already knew who this woman was.

I also understood the difference between this woman and his father.

This is, a, real person, not the red dragon of Britain.

So-

"What are you sorry about? Is it your life that is about to end?" Mordred asked. She should ask this, because this woman is a person who has lived to the present day, a person who lived from more than 1,500 years ago to the present, and the long life ends here, so I am sorry.