The third floor was like a world after a war. Blood was everywhere, and dust was everywhere.
The survivors leaned against the wall. A young nurse was so scared that she couldn't speak. She looked around in horror.
The nurse and the doctor's corpses were lying in an area of a few square meters. A sword energy flew out from where the chief surgeon stood. The doctor didn't have time to save himself.
"Sister Angel, Sister Angel."
Three Thousand Sons cried. Her clothes were stained with blood and dust. They were all the blood of other people.
Fortunately, she wasn't hurt by the sword energy.
A fire at the city gate brought disaster to the fish in the moat.
All the ordinary people who stood in front of the sword energy were cut in half. The people who thought they were out of danger didn't expect the killing intent to come from underground.
The man wearing the wolf mask was the most miserable. His body was cut into three parts by the sword energy. Surrounded by allies!
Tamaki was holding his leg and struggling to hold the operating cart. His left leg was cut by the sword energy.
It was cut from the ankle. The cut was smooth.
"Miss … Takahashi …"
Seeing Takahashi fly to the third floor, Tamaki swallowed and finally lowered his head without saying a word.
He looked at the ground in disappointment. Three Thousand Sons next to him cried loudly. She didn't look like she was angry at Takahashi in the orphanage.
Half of the little man's soul was scared away.
"Drip, drip."
Takahashi's blood dripped from her fingertips. It bloomed like flowers on the ground and pressed down the dust on the ground.
"Cai Zi …"
Takahashi walked to the operating cart and gently lifted the bedsheet.
A little girl crawled under the bedsheet. She hid in the thin layer. Her petite body was now shrunk to the point that it could only be described as a lump.
She must have been trembling like an ostrich before.
Fear came suddenly and instantly destroyed the little girl's psychological defense.
But the fear disappeared as quickly as it came.
A sword energy cut into the operating cart at a precise angle and cut through the little girl's neck, cutting off the trachea and artery.
Death was always so unexpected. She was rescued by coincidence, and then she died because of a malicious mistake.
"I'm … sorry …"
Tamaki endured the pain and his throat was full of bitterness.
Kneeling on one knee, the 1.9-meter-tall man bawled his eyes out.
"No, I should be the one apologizing."
Takahashi looked calm at the moment, and everything was as usual.
But because of such a thing, Takahashi's pitiful expression was normal, which was really abnormal.
The air on the third floor froze.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me."
The nurse in the corner muttered nervously. If one did not listen carefully, one would think that she was praying to some god.
Stroking Caiko's hair, Takahashi's pitiful eyes are gentle. She gently cuts off a strand of hair.
Her black hair seemed to still have a psychedelic warmth, and it felt warm in her hands.
"Listen, Three Thousand Sons."
Takahashi pitifully withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes, hiding the hair in his hands in his arms.
"Oh, heavens …" San Qianzi's eyes were red and swollen. Death was something extremely distant to her.
Orphans without parents did not have a family network, so they were lucky not to witness the death of their elderly relatives.
However, it was precisely because she hadn't experienced Cai Zi's sudden death that she was at a loss for what to do. She was in so much pain that she didn't even know how to feel.
"I want to kidnap you."
Takahashi stroked Sansanko's hair pitifully. It was as warm as Sachiko's hair.
"I …"
"Because this is kidnapping, so you don't have to care about the wishes of children."
Takahashi's pitiful hands were trembling. "It may be wrong to do this, but this is the wish you and Cai Zi made, right?"
The world outside the window was full of noise.
"Looking for a warm home."
"Instead of living in this cold, evil, world."
"The monsters that bare their fangs and claws have shown their ferocious faces since the day you were abandoned."
"The world's dirty water is surging, and the snorting malice makes everyone vulnerable."
"It's such a world from birth, which makes people unable to resist at all, and even the will to resist is obliterated."
"If we don't change, how much dirty and filthy will be bred in this rotten soil, and how many people will drown in this dirty water."
Three Thousand Sons was frightened by Takahashi's pitiful state and stopped crying. Sister angel, she had never been so terrible.
What did she mean by what she said?
The terrible fear overwhelmed the sadness in her heart.
The eyes of the nurse in the corner suddenly widened.
She trembled and scratched her cheeks with her hands in horror. "Don't kill me."
"Don't kill me!"
"Release me."
Her closed eyes slowly opened, and the bright red color of blood surged in her eyes.
The two magatama that had just been activated suddenly split with a mocking laugh, and then they conspired together again!
The collusion was like a gear, the gear that pushed the world forward.
"Power of God."
The divine power was monstrous!
Thick divine power erupted from Takahashi's body. It was a real volcanic eruption. How could such a small body hide such a huge amount of power?
The divine power solidified and molded, and gradually became visible to the naked eye!
Red, red, a small red flame giant.
Half of the sick hall was enveloped by this transparent flame, and gradually solidified into ribs stacked on top of each other.
"Boom!"
"Crack!
Crack! "
Two arms grew out from the ribs!
Takahashi's pitiful body was shaking, and blood flowed out of her eyes.
Ribs and arms were solidified, and this was not the end.
The red bones continued to expand, from ten meters to more than ten meters, to more than ten meters!
"Roar!"
Spine, neck bones, chin, head, and empty eyes were filled with violent blood that could destroy everything.
The whole sick hall was surrounded by bloody spirits.
Susanoo!
"What's that …"
"Even the skeletons in the hospital have become monsters?"
"Monster … monster."
Dumbfounded and trembling, the citizens could not help but want to kneel on the ground when they saw the blood-colored heroic spirit.
The giant Buddha in Osaka, the Rashomon in Tokyo, were they as magnificent as this?
The people who were running bumped into each other. The leader of the command central and the others had ashen faces. Did things really reach the point where they had to use heavy weapons?
He wished that he had not made that stupid suggestion. The Dark Angel's power was growing too fast!
Just one Flying Kamihara, no, with the addition of Moribe Takeo, would they be able to fight it?
Sorrow rose from his heart, and the fear of the future corroded his body.
The people bowed their heads, and fear spread.
"Three Thousand Sons, look at these people."
Holding Three Thousand Sons, Takahashi stepped on Susanoo and floated in midair.
"This kind of world needs to change."
For the first time, Three Thousand Sons felt that the boundless world was so small. There were only a few high-rise buildings in the small Mi City. Before this, Three Thousand Sons' world had always been flat and boundless.
"This is the way the world should be."
Endless paper twisted into spears. The bloody giant raised the spear high and looked down at the whole city like a god punishing it.
"Feel the pain."