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Apocalypse, Darkness Comes, Resistance

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    There are always some things that death cannot conquer On the square, Chris held the pistol tightly and faced off against the ferocious and evil living corpse.  On the tall tower nearby, the black dragon folded its huge wings and scanned the ants-like people below with its cold eyes.  The living corpse stared at Chris, with evil murderous intent in its snake-like eyes, which made Chris feel chilled.  "Come on, let me see if your persistence makes sense." A low and cold voice came from the tower, with a depressive tone that made people despair.  The living corpse swung its ferocious long tail behind it and slowly walked towards Chris, its sharp claws scratching traces on the stone ground.  Looking at the living corpses that were approaching, Chris hesitated and did not step back to distance himself. Behind him were Claire and the three of them. He was not sure that the terrifying monster opposite would not hurt them.  Chris raised his pistol, aimed at the living corpse's head, and fired a tentative shot. A strange scene happened - like an illusion, the living corpse flashed aside in an instant, avoiding the bullet, and still slowly walked toward Chris.  .  Chris's heart suddenly sank, and he pointed the muzzle of the gun at the living corpse's body and fired continuously, but it had no effect. The living corpse could always easily dodge before being hit by the bullets, and at the same time, he slowly moved toward the living corpse.  It approaches forward, as if teasing its prey.  "Click." There was a soft sound, but it made Chris' breath suddenly choke. It was the sound of the empty warehouse hanging up.  There are no bullets in the gun, and now Chris can only face this terrifying creature with his bare hands.  As if it sensed Chris's tension, the living corpse let out a low roar, and its heavy breathing sounded like the moans of a dying person. It stared at Chris and arched up slightly.  Chris subconsciously sensed the danger, and he rushed to the side. The next moment, the living corpse rushed to the place where he was standing just now, and its claws like blades clawed deeply into the ground like cutting butter.  The living corpse turned to look at Chris, roaring in protest, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth and a snake-like forked tongue.  Chris waved his hand and threw the pistol at it, but the zombie subconsciously waved it away. Taking this opportunity, Chris rushed forward and kicked the zombie hard on the head.  Chris felt as if he had kicked a truck tire, and the huge force of the shock made his feet ache.  Chris kicked the living corpse staggering and was about to make up for it when the sound of wind in his ears made him tense up. The next moment, he was knocked up by a huge force and fell hard to the ground.  The zombie slapped Chris hard with its tail, and the sharp scales on the tail scraped Chris' shoulder to a bloody pulp, causing Claire and Joanna to exclaim.  Chris struggled to get up. The blow just now left half of his body numb. He tried to move his shoulder, but a sharp pain made him shiver - his left arm was probably broken, but this was not true.  Good news.  He looked at the living corpse not far away, which seemed to be excited by the stimulation of blood. It was watching him let out a low and bloodthirsty roar.  The living corpse rushed towards Chris suddenly, its claws swiping from bottom to top, too fast for Chris to handle. Chris barely dodged back, and then he felt a cold in his chest, and the next moment, burning pain.  A sudden attack - the claws of the living corpse scratched his chest, cutting two large wounds and almost opening Chris's chest.  Chris endured the pain, bent his elbow with his right arm, and punched the living corpse hard in the ribs.  The living corpse howled in pain and swung its arms to hit Chris. Chris only had time to put his arm in front of his chest before he was hit hard in the chest and flew away.  Chris felt like he was hit by a speeding car, and he could even hear the sound of his bones breaking.  Chris fell to the ground, his mind groggy, and he vaguely seemed to hear a woman's scream. He struggled to turn over, and a warm feeling went up his throat and spread into a thick paste in his mouth.  The fishy and salty smell.  "Chris, Chris!" Claire cried in panic. She saw Chris spitting out a mouthful of blood and falling to the ground.  She tried to rush over, but her body refused to obey her orders at all, so she turned to look at the tower, where the giant black dragon was looking down at them.  "Stop, please." Claire shouted, tears flowing freely down her cheeks, "He is dying, please, stop!" The black dragon ignored Claire's pleas and stared at Chris quietly, coldly.  There is no emotion in his eyes.  "Even now, are you still unwilling to give up?" Black Dragon said to Chris, "All your efforts and persistence are just a desperate struggle, futile and pathetic." "I said, there are some things you can't do  I understand." Chris struggled and said weakly, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, looking very dazzling.  The dragon narrowed his eyes, and his dark golden pupils shrank like blades, flashing with dangerous light. He looked at Chris, and his whole body was filled with excitement.The red flames jumped for joy, "-Kill him!" "No!" Claire screamed hysterically, while Joanna stared at Chris blankly, crying silently.  The living corpse strode up to Chris, strangled Chris's neck with one hand, and lifted him up. Chris grabbed the living corpse's arm with his right hand, and his legs struggled weakly, like a rag.  baby.  The living corpse looked at Chris in his hand, roared in a low voice, and its long, forked tongue like a snake came out and swept across Chris' face, leaving a bloody scar.  "The last chance -" the black dragon flapped its wings slightly, and the cold voice sounded along with the wind, "Submit, or suffer eternal torture in imprisonment like these sad souls." Chris opened his eyes and squinted.  The black dragon glanced at it, and then he slowly raised his hand and raised his middle finger at it.  A ferocious smile appeared on the face of the living corpse. It raised its other claw, and on its slightly curved fingertips, the sharp claw pointed at Chris's chest like a knife.  "Chris." Claire cried desperately. She looked at Otta, who had her eyes closed, "Do something, quickly." Otta didn't speak, but shook his head helplessly.  Claire felt something grabbed her heart, and deep despair and fear surrounded her, making her unable to breathe.  "I am willing to replace him!" A voice suddenly sounded, it was Joanna. She bravely looked at the black dragon on the tower and shouted again: "I am willing to replace him, if killing and torture is what you want.  , then I am willing to kill me instead of him." Joanna's voice was not loud, but extremely firm. She took a deep look at Chris, with a different kind of emotion in her eyes, "This belongs to me.  My tragedy, all the pain and misfortune, should be borne by me. "Claire was silent, staring blankly at this unfortunate and brave mother. Beside her, Otta still closed his eyes and sat motionless.  on the ground.  "JoJoanna" Chris said weakly, but could do nothing.  The giant dragon turned its head, staring at Joanna with its dark golden eyes, not knowing what it was thinking. The black flames around it jumped restlessly, and for a while, there was silence in the square.  "Aren't you afraid?" There was a frightening light in the cold eyes, "In order to save him, I am willing to let my soul suffer in never-ending pain." Joanna trembled slightly, and she glanced at the dying man  Chris bit his lip, "I don't regret it." The zombie roared in disappointment and threw Chris to the ground, making him snort.  Chris raised his head with difficulty and saw dark red vines growing from the tower, burning with black flames, rolling towards Joanna.  Joanna closed her eyes, tears flowed from her eyes and ran across her beautiful face.  Next to him, Chris watched all this painfully and helplessly.  Just when the vine was about to touch Joanna, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her - Shirley, wearing a red dress, blocked Joanna behind her and raised her arm in the direction of the vine.  The menacing vines were suddenly imprisoned in the air by invisible forces, turning into twisted faces made of smoke, wailing and dissipating in the air.  Shirley's sudden behavior shocked Chris and the others. Before they could figure out what it meant, a low and angry snort came from the tower. The next moment, it was so powerful that it made people despair.  enveloped everyone.  The dragon spread its wings, and the black fire burning around it suddenly became turbulent and violent, and the surging power caused the surrounding space to distort.  Under this terrifying power, the tower under the giant dragon began to collapse. Countless twisted faces emerged from the tower, then howled and disappeared into nothingness in the black flames; the living corpse struggled and made terrifying sounds.  His screams turned into a ball of blood mist under the terrifying pressure of the black dragon, and disappeared into ashes.  The dragon's body turned into a ball of blazing black fire, then collapsed inward, condensing into a human body, and the flames surrounding it condensed into a black robe.  The man stood in the sky, looking down at the people on the ground, and then walked slowly in front of them through the void.  To the surprise of Chris and others, the person in front of them looked like a teenage boy. It was difficult to connect him with the huge and ferocious black dragon, except for his eyes - cold and deep.  , as if leading to a bottomless abyss.  He looked at Shirley, who was standing in front of Chris and the others, "I didn't expect you to do this." "I long for revenge, but I never thought of hurting the people I love." Shirley said lightly, "My Lord  Sauron, I am loyal to you, but at least, please let me retain the last bit of human emotion." "Even if you face my anger because of this?" He said quietly, with a hint of anger in his voice.??A shocking chill.  "If doing this can give them a chance to live -" Shirley walked up to Sauron, slowly knelt down on the ground and lowered her head, "I am willing." Sauron's fingers were slightly bent, and black flames were pointing at his fingers.  Even if they were blocked by Shirley, Chris and the others could feel the power that seemed to be able to destroy everything.  He narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl kneeling in front of him. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he chuckled indifferently and waved his hand to disperse the flames.  "You won the bet." Sauron said, he put his finger on Shirley's forehead, "You should be lucky, I want a capable subordinate more than a tool." A drop of burning flame  The blood flowed out from the fingertips and instantly melted into Shirley's skin, turning into a black flame pattern that flashed between her eyebrows.  "Thank you for your gift." The girl said with unconcealable excitement in her voice, "I swear on my soul that I will always follow your footsteps." Chris and the others looked at all this with complicated expressions, and Joanna worriedly  Looking at her daughter, she wanted to say something, but was stopped by Otala, who had been silent.  At this time, a burst of ethereal and low music came from the void, which made people unable to help but indulge in it. The black phoenix flew from nowhere and landed on Sauron's shoulder, rubbing his head affectionately on his cheek.  "They came really fast." Sauron whispered, turning to look in the direction outside the town, "A bunch of nasty bed bugs." "Take them away from here." He said to Shirley, "Let's say our final goodbyes.  "The girl nodded, stood up and walked towards Chris and the others.  Just as Chris and the others were about to speak, they suddenly felt everything around them spinning. The next moment, they were surprised to find themselves standing in the forest outside the town, with the road leading to the town not far away.  Shirley stood quietly in front of the four of them, as if she had a premonition of the coming parting. Joanna looked at her daughter with tears in her eyes, with uncontrollable sadness in her eyes.  "Don't cry for me, Mom." Shirley approached Joanna, her mother's familiar smile bloomed on her face. She gently hugged her mother and buried her head in her arms. "I will be back, Mom."  . By then, I will have enough strength to protect everything I love." After saying that, Shirley let go of Joanna and walked towards Chris, who was supported by Claire.  She stretched out her hand and touched Chris. In Claire's surprised eyes, Chris' injuries all over his body healed rapidly, and soon they were completely healed, as if they had never appeared before.  "Thank you." She looked at Claire and Otta and said, then turned to look at Chris, "Take care of my mother." Chris was stunned for a moment and looked at Joanna awkwardly.  Shirley looked at everyone and slowly backed away, with a relieved smile on her face. In Joanna's tearful eyes, they turned into a ball of bloody rose petals and disappeared.  After all, Joanna's tears still stayed. She looked quietly at the place where Shirley disappeared. Chris hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to hold her gently in his arms, and comforted her gently: "She will come back."  The roar of the car came, pulling several people out of their thoughts. Not far away, an off-road vehicle stopped on the road, with its bright lights, which made several people feel a little dazzled.  "Chris, is that you?" a voice shouted.  Chris recognized the voice as one of his teammates on the SWAT team.  "It's me." Chris responded loudly. He saw several people running over, and the flashlights in their hands illuminated bright lines in the dark forest.  Soon, Chris saw the people coming clearly. They were all his teammates in the police force. They were all fully armed, and the leader was Jill. Captain Wesker stood behind him, scanning the surroundings vigilantly from time to time.  "Are you okay?" Jill asked. Although the wounds on Chris's body had healed, the blood-stained tattered clothes and unconcealable exhaustion made Chris look bad.  She looked up at the eerie sky, frowned and asked, "What exactly happened here?" Chris was speechless for a moment. After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said, "That's a very complicated story." "Okay, enough gossip.  Tell me." Captain Wesker interrupted Jill who was still asking. "Things are a bit complicated. Although I don't know what happened, it seems that the army has intervened. It's better for us to leave here first."  Wesker's words were proved, and the unique roar of helicopters came from far away. Several people looked up and saw several Black Hawk helicopters roaring past their heads, flying towards the town.
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