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I can't open my eyes, I can't even form my thoughts.

Throwing out the silver meteor spear for the last time drained all his strength, his breathing became weak, and his hands and feet slowly became cold.

Even the load-bearing pain in his body that made him want to scream until his throat became hoarse or even go crazy was gradually going away without being felt.

Red 'slobber' trickled down from the side of his mouth, and there was only a dull gap left in his field of vision.

From the departure of the scene to the collapse of the scene when arriving, and on the journey back to the starting point, I tried my best to survive the crisis time and time again.

Now that an "artificial number" that is so huge and dark that it is beyond imagination is about to descend on the center of London,

At this moment, Fangran looked like burned out ashes.

Click——

The ground collapsed and rubble fell from the edge of the circular pit. Near the intersection of the Financial City, groups of numbered monsters surrounded them. Because of the attack just now, they did not dare to approach.

Scenes of fierce battles are taking place across the vast city of London. At this moment when the final heavy movement sounds in the darkness, Fangran is the only place that is extremely quiet.

Both physical and mental strength were overwhelmed, and his consciousness was constantly rising and falling in chaos but could not gather itself.

"Fangran!!!"

Until this worried shouting became the last effort to gather consciousness, I could remember who I was and what level of self-awareness I had, and my vision was blurred to the extreme.

Fangran saw someone running towards him as if in a dream.

Panting violently as he ran with all his strength, and with a burning sensation in his throat, the pale young man jumped down into the pit regardless of the sharp gravel. He was unable to maintain his balance as he fell so hard that he shivered and ran towards Fangran. Come.

Keri...im...

Like a machine that only reacts instinctively to what it realizes, Fangran looked at Krim appearing in front of him at this time and had no doubts as to why he was here.

"Fangran! Fangran? Can you hear me!?"

The handsome pale face was panting and messy. Krim looked at the fallen Fangran and yelled at a loss, hurriedly trying to determine his condition.

Then I couldn't believe that his pulse and breathing had become incredibly weak!

The aftermath of the dark and heavy A-class battle roared in the air, and the entire London turned into a battlefield at the final moment.

With Weiwei's determination, the pale figure lifted the black-haired young man's hand and put it on his shoulders, and trudged towards the outside of the circular pit step by step with difficulty.

"Fangran, let's go...I'll take you to the hospital. I'll take you to the hospital right now..."

Using all his strength to firmly hold Fangran's body steady, Krim resisted the pain and looked forward, his eyes wide open helplessly as if grasping a life-saving straw, and he trembled in fear and said to himself:

"I know the best doctors in Europe. They will definitely cure you. You will be fine. I won't let you die. I won't..."

His voice rose slightly while he was breathing heavily, and his tone accelerated, as if he wanted himself to believe this, and believed that in this case he could take Fangran to the hospital and make him safe.

Then the moment I felt the soundless youth on my shoulder,

The deceptive words collapsed, and the guilt and apology turned into tears, making him choke on his words and lower his head.

"sorry...."

sorry?

Thoughts were recovering very slowly, and the whole weight of his body was pressing on Krim. Fangran lowered his head and thought in confusion about why he said this to himself, feeling the pain and choking tears he was making at this moment.

"I'm sorry...I didn't know...I didn't know it would be like this..."

The roar of battles between participants came from all over the city,

The pale and feeble young man carried the black-haired figure who had collapsed from overexertion on his back, dragging heavy steps and struggling forward step by step, constantly choking and repeating his apologies,

Then, boom.

With tears blurring his vision, he hit the boundary wall of the circular pit. His already reluctant steps could no longer support the weight of the two of them, and they fell back to the ground again.

With almost no strength in his muscles, he struggled to get up. Krim stared blankly at the wall in front of him while breathing.

The ground collapsed into a circular pit, and the broken streets had a steep slope that was almost vertical. Although it was only about two meters,

This height,

He couldn't take Fangran up.

For everyone else in the current scene, it is about the height of a step, and it has become an insurmountable chasm for Krim at this moment.

And what's worse,

It seems that the person he contacted was safe and sound. The numbered monsters nearby who were shocked by the blow just now,

They all started to rush here eagerly!

In the surging darkness of London, the figure who I thought was stronger than anyone else has fallen beside him, facing the hordes of numbered monsters coming,

Krim turned his head and looked blankly at the inner wall of the pit, feeling desperate for the first time.

The gap between ordinary people and participants is often not the mighty power from heaven to earth, but this small but absolutely insurmountable ‘step’.

A twenty-year-old Harvard Ph.D., the youngest winner of the highest award, a rising star in the field of European scientific research, the eternal prodigy and genius in the school...

What's the use of these! ?

Thinking of the halo around him in the eyes of the outside world, he scratched the ground with his fingers and slowly tightened his grip. Amid the weakness and bitterness, Krim gritted his teeth tightly and shed trembling tears.

Not only did he put his friend in a desperate situation, but he didn't even have the strength to bring him up from here...

Groups of numbered monsters jumped down from the pit and rushed towards them. The most powerful one among them was even the top 40 of B-class. This was a situation that even ordinary participants could not resist. It was a desperate situation that ordinary people could not even face. ,

"Why...."

He didn't even have the strength to give up on himself and shout questions. All that was left was the pitiful and humble choking and hoarseness, all the sadness that flowed down his eyes as he closed his eyes in pain.

I can't be a participant...

And she fell beside him, unable to make a sound or move. In Fangran's blurry vision, she didn't understand why she felt extremely sad just looking at this scene.

Crim?

Instinctively, she wanted to reach out and pat him on the shoulder, but as soon as she trembled her fingers, a sea of ​​dark monsters surged in like despair.

Then at this moment when the two of them were about to be completely submerged,

A bloody tornado appeared out of thin air!

The red storm under the dark sky, the powerful tearing power directly cleared the surrounding area, and the powerful A-level aura frightened other surviving numbered monsters to flee.

What landed from mid-air with bright red wings was a vampire with red eyes on a pale and handsome face!

Krim was suddenly rescued from a desperate situation. Krim looked at his appearance with eyes wide open with tears remaining, and fell to the ground. Fangran instinctively mobilized his remaining thoughts,

This breath is...

"I'm still wondering what's happening with the mark left on you. Is this why you're doing such boring things in a place like this?"

With an arrogant and cold voice floating above the circular pit, Feimiller looked indifferently at Krim's embarrassed appearance, then turned his red eyes to look at Fang Ran who fell on the ground, frowning in a contemptuous tone:

"Did you fall down because you couldn't bear the force? It's so stupid and ridiculous."

Thinking about the truth about the power that hurt me that night in Paris, it turned out to be this false thing that only appeared due to overdraft and could not be called 'powerful' at all,

Femmel felt disappointed from the bottom of his heart, and then the bloody red light flashed together into a fatal final blow!

"Since he is a reckless waste, then just die for him."

But the moment he raised his hand and pointed it at Fangran,

With strength coming out of nowhere, Krim stumbled up on his hands and knees, rushed in front of Fangran, opened his hands, and yelled at the top of his lungs while his chest heaved violently!

"Wait a moment!!"

The moment he saw him acting like this, Femmel's already cold red eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly asked in a cold voice:

"What are you doing?"

Bearing his aura, Krim lowered his head and his teeth were trembling, but he still did not move away and his voice was weak and trembling.

"Don't kill him..."

"You know what you're talking about now?"

Although his words were calm and steady, seeing that he dared to stand in front of her and resist like this, the cold danger in Fimmel's voice was about to condense and overflow!

"Don't...don't kill him..."

The words were repeated tremblingly. Krim raised his eyes and looked at him. Behind him, Fang Ran moved his lips and breathed weakly.

At this moment, I heard his humble and feeble plea in the ups and downs of his breathing.

"Please, Father."

Father....?

The moment he heard this title, Fangran's slit-like vision widened slightly,

As he rushed to Rome, the image of Kerim smiling gently at him appeared in his mind for no reason, and he suddenly remembered that his answer at that time was actually very strange.

-'Well, okay, I will try my best if I have to'-

Are you saying this...

And suspended under the dark sky, Feimiller looked indifferently at the figure with open arms facing him, looking at this woman who once gave birth to a purpose,

his son.

"From the day I accidentally discovered you, I gave you the best resources and opportunities in the world,"

The dangerous and cold voice suddenly returned to calm. Femmel dispersed the blood gathering on his hands and spoke quietly. When Krim heard what he said, his body trembled slightly in shame and did not speak.

"I spare no effort to train you, find you the best teachers, send you to the best schools, and even introduce you to become your mentor's student."

Waving his hand to recall all the power left on him, a stored space device floated from Krim's body, following the blood, to the mid-air where Femmel was.

"But don't talk about responding to my expectations. So many years have passed,"

Looking at the super genius recognized by the outside world, but as if he was looking at a failed work, Femmel held the space device, then crushed it in one hand, his words were cold!

"You can't even step into the gate of the night war world."

The machinery was damaged, the space collapsed, and all the things contained in the device flickered and appeared, floating around Feimiller. The most conspicuous among them,

It's that experimental device that's over three meters long and has a cubic shape like a 'heart'!

"I originally thought that the dark energy engine you developed this time would be somewhat useful in these aspects, but in the end... you are still wasting time on such childish and boring things,"

After confirming the completion of the engine, Femmel looked at other things in the space device, including the mechanical model as detailed as a miniature floating around him.

"You still show such a useless look in front of me."

The bloody light suddenly appeared, and Krim's eyes widened and trembled. Once again, he ruthlessly crushed the racks of his countless nights of hard work into scrap metal. Femmel lost his coldness and anger.

He just looked at his son indifferently, like he was looking at trash that had nothing to do with him.

"You have let me down too much."

Then he grabbed the last intact model and threw it directly into Kerim's face from mid-air!

The blow was almost murder due to the strength of the A-class participant. The model, which was more than half a meter long, hit his face. The impact directly caused Krim to fall on his back.

The flesh on the corner of the mouth and face was cracked, the salty blood, and the feeling of fainting from severe pain rushed directly into his mind!

And in his blurry vision while lying on the ground, he saw the 'experimental device' he had seen when he sneaked into the Paris ball reappearing.

-'...This is the main experiment I have been responsible for in recent years...using that device to accelerate energy operation...'-

-'...It's finally close to completion...I've achieved a lot...'-

At the mentor base where we had a happy chat that night, Krim slowly remembered what he had said. The model of the mechanical dragon fell to the ground, and there was a faint golden light remaining in Fangran's half-open right eye pupil.

At this moment, he saw the ‘introduction’ of the other half opposite the Dark Energy Crystal in the Dark Colosseum.

[It can carry energy and evacuate the material state residue obtained from the crystallization of the dark world]

'...the remaining matter after I extracted the original energy from the experimental materials...'

'...The new material produced by the experiment is not much...I want to use it to make something memorable...'

Main experiment, acceleration, energy extraction, by-products,

engine, key person,

The two are connected. Following the nodes and materials, the last doubtful point of this experiment was finally revealed from the memory of Francis!

As his consciousness reacted slowly, Fangran finally understood why the 'scales' could attract that small black shadow, and why the association wanted to catch them no matter what.

It's just that he didn't expect that answer,

That 'key person' has always been by his side.

After successfully recovering the engine, there was only contempt on his pale and cold face. Under the dark sky, Femmel suddenly opened his bright red wings, directly shattering the connection at the edge of the circular pit.

Watching the ground collapse and fall deeper, he didn't care about his son's life or death. Before turning around and leaving, he aimed at Fangran's falling figure,

Shooting a bloody red light without leaving any chance of survival!