Chapter 479

"Don't go—"

The shrill cry that didn't sound like a human was sharp and ear-piercing, the huge fog rolled like a living thing, forming a pale woman's arm and grabbing it out.

Pfft—

In the gray light of the curse.

The terrifying howl almost blew the head of the one-armed man, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, roaring madly.

"Mana-nee, don't blame me."

The gray light of the curse surged suddenly, and the stump of the man's right arm wriggled, and sticky tentacles poured out.

Entwined, intertwined, and then suddenly tightened, forming a twisted and terrifying giant beast claw and slapping the fog human hand.

Boom———!

A terrifying collision erupted.

The air was squeezed and exhausted, forming a thunderous roar, and the clouds within hundreds of meters were emptied in an instant.

The next moment.

The terrifying beast claw of dozens of meters long instantly dispersed, turning into dense tentacles and shrinking into the stump of the arm.

At the same time.

Following this force, the man named Shu Ouma, carrying two figures, instantly popped out of the city range like a cannonball.

The terrifying force made him rush out more than ten thousand meters like a cannonball, and then smashed dozens of tons of giant rocks on the mountain wall, bounced into the big river, and splashed sky-high water.

A few seconds later.

Several people climbed up from the river bank in a mess, their faces a bit numb.

The last "967" elite of humanity, the last branch of evil energy adapters, were all buried in the dead city behind them.

"Captain, have you found the location of the rift?."

The gray-haired man, Eigo Igou, staggered weakly, but still looked at the one-armed man soaked all over, with a trace of expectation.

This dead world is already a hotbed for monsters, without hope, without future.

So this time, even if it is the last reliance of humanity.

The headquarters did not hesitate to let 90% of the evil energy adapters find the space rift in the city at all costs.

Since this world has no hope, then go to other worlds.

Find a world with blue sky and white clouds, green grass, and the fragrance of trees.

On the cold features, a scar ran through the eyelids, and the vicissitudes man Shu Ouma looked at the city in the thick fog in a trance.

He thought he would never remember.

At that time, he was an ordinary student at Tennozu First High School, until the development like a light novel.

The outbreak of the Apocalypse virus, he became the so-called King, awakened the power of the King, and became the only savior.

It is completely imaginable that after defeating the Demon King, everyone gathers together, he enjoys honor, flowers, and applause, the perfect ending of Perfect ending.

But he lives in reality.

Heroes are never destined to win, and justice is not destined to defeat evil.

The so-called Demon King, the mother of the virus, is his sister "Mana Ouma."

Even this virus mother is just a derivative of the true source of disaster? The offspring of evil gods.

He took the power given by the virus to deal with them?

He was destined to be painful from the beginning.

The so-called King, the so-called power of the King is just a joke.

If it weren't for the virus cluster consciousness simulating his sister letting go, and Gai Tsutsugami who repented sacrificing himself, he wouldn't be able to lead the remnants of the Funeral Parlor to escape.

And after walking out, he found in a daze that corpse virus, gastrea, etc... countless disasters blossomed all over the world.

Humans who once stepped into every corner of the world were once on the verge of extinction.

The so-called humans now are just four hundred and more stray dogs who are lingering and trying to escape this hell.

Yes.

There are only four hundred humans left........

Along the way, he witnessed too much and experienced too much.

"It's been seven years."

Shu Ouma felt dejected.

The gentle and even somewhat cowardly boy of the past had long since disappeared, and those figures who were once engraved in his heart had long been blurred...

He thought he had forgotten, but he didn't expect that at this moment, those pains and regrets that had not faded would clearly emerge.

"Captain?"

The gray-haired Eigo Igou supported his right arm, his pale face looking a bit worried.

"No, it's okay, just remembered things from the past..."

Shu Ouma said astringently.

"The past..."

Several people looked at each other thoughtfully, remembering that the monster had called the captain's name before.

But soon shook their heads and threw it behind them.

It doesn't make sense.

The evil god derivative is an evil thing beyond humanity, that is just a simulation of human intelligence.

Thinking that these monsters have human emotions is self-destruction.

There have been too many lessons in the past, and they have paid an unimaginable and heavy price for this naive idea.

"Let's go, I did find the location of the rift, but there are quite a few special-grade derivatives nearby, even if the rest of the people come, it will be difficult to clean up, and..."

This silent one-armed man is like steel tempered through a hundred battles, and no suffering or terror can defeat him.

Shu Ouma stood up, looking at the sky in the distance and muttering: "Those fallen ones may not be willing to let us leave."

Monsters have no intelligence.

But cultists who worship monsters have it.

……..

Asama Shrine.

"I knew it..."

Sakurajima Mai, who took time to eat dinner and just returned to the crew, looked at the crowd and the police car parked at the intersection with a blank face.

"That's right, there is only one truth, the murderer who created an alibi with the mirror magic is you, Miss Aikawa."

In the crowd surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

The famous detective Kogoro Mouri dragged his chin with both hands, sat on the sofa, and made that famous sleeping posture, pointing to the murderer.

Plop.

A young woman with exquisite makeup knelt on the ground cooperatively, covering her face and crying and repenting.

"I didn't want to either, that guy Aoyama took my makeup mirror, saying that I didn't have a scene for the time being, let Kojima use it first, obviously Kojima is just a supporting actress..."

The woman cried bitterly, full of remorse.

Sakurajima Mai recognized it, it was the 18th-line small star who played the victim in this unit drama.

Tsk, no wonder the acting is so bad.

And the victim she killed for this outrageous reason is...

Sakurajima Mai looked at Director Aoyama who died with his eyes wide open in the white line, a doctor who doesn't treat himself and seeks death.

No matter how she persuaded him, he insisted on saying it was feudal superstition, and had to try it, and as a result, he died after trying.

Sorry, she really couldn't be sad.

"Director Aoyama actually always valued you, and he also thought that you were the closest to him in the crew, and even planned to open a reality drama (magic drama) specifically for you after you became a formal mage, but you raised the butcher knife to someone close to you because of the jealousy in your heart."

The famous detective's voice echoed a bit dejectedly.

The woman named Aikawa's crying became real.

But Sakurajima Mai looked at the blue-suited elementary school boy hiding behind Mr. Mouri and holding a bow tie to speak, and then looked at the crowd who didn't notice, and retreated silently.

My ass.

Aikawa and Director Aoyama were fine this morning, and they didn't care about this little problem.

As a result, you came over an hour ago, and an hour later, Director Aoyama lay there.

And obviously hiding behind that detective openly, but a group of people with extraordinary powers didn't notice.