Chapter 944
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Chapter 944 Protection of the White-Robed Deity
Countless stones struck his body, making him stagger. His blood-stained white robe had been torn by glass shards thrown by the deranged residents nearby…
He remained indifferent to it all.
He walked this way from one side of the crowd to the other, crossing half the street. As far as he could see, there were either people cursing and accusing him like the others, or a group of silent people shrinking in the back…
The cross-star eyes of Yuri Takashiro revealed unprecedented disappointment, and he began to question himself.
Just when he was about to fall into complete despair, among the crowd on the side of the road, a pair of slender arms parted the crowd, and a strange little girl covered in dust but with bright eyes, holding a large yellow umbrella, lowered her head and ran through the flying stones to Yuri Takashiro’s front.
Yuri Takashiro stopped in his tracks.
Bang–!
The umbrella ribs stretched out, and the large yellow umbrella opened like a solid giant screen, blocking behind Yuri Takashiro.
This umbrella shielded him from the stones behind him, and also protected him from the knife of malice.
The little girl held the umbrella handle, looking up at this tall youth covered in blood. Although there was still some timidity in her eyes, she still firmly extended her small hand and gave the umbrella handle to Yuri Takashiro.
“White God big brother, the umbrella is for you!”
Yuri Takashiro froze in place.
His eyes stared at the little one below him, and after a long while, a smile bloomed on his pale face.
He smiled very happily, unprecedentedly happy, like a child who had found his favorite toy. His eyes were full of joy, and the gloom that had just shrouded his eyes instantly vanished.
…He had found it.
“Any human group is complex. Some of them may be beyond cure, but there must be some who still have the possibility of being changed”… This was what Yuri Takashiro had said to Yuri Nae, and it was also the fundamental motivation supporting him to do all this.
These people who could possibly be changed were like seeds, like hope. Even if there was only one, it meant everything was worth it.
What did it matter if not everyone understood him? Perhaps this path would be very rough, but so what?
Yuri Takashiro didn’t care.
When this person willing to hold an umbrella for him appeared, everything he had done became worthwhile.
The chaotic stones hit the umbrella surface with dull sounds. Yuri Takashiro slowly crouched down, his snow-white long hair scattered in the pool of blood. He reached out and gently patted the little girl’s head, his eyes full of tenderness.
“Are you scared?”
“…No.” The little girl said bravely, “The White God will protect us.”
Yuri Takashiro smiled slightly, hugged the little girl, and raised those cross-star eyes, gazing at the void ahead through the edge of the umbrella,
“Yes, I will.”
Thud–!!
The cyberpunk spear that had fallen aside suddenly began to shake violently, as if guided by something, it shot up into the sky, instantly piercing through the void, flying towards behind the little girl!
The spear tip struck in the void, as if touching something solid, and streaks of blood appeared from the void, revealing the outline of a huge corpse beast before everyone!
This was the second corpse beast that had hidden itself in the environment.
With its chest pierced by the spear, the corpse beast roared in pain. Its roar swept through the street like something tangible, blowing away the yellow umbrella in front of Yuri Takashiro. Those residents who were still throwing stones at Yuri Takashiro suddenly changed their expressions and fled frantically!
Only the little girl opened her eyes, looking at everything before her in bewilderment.
She couldn’t see the corpse beast because she was held in Yuri Takashiro’s arms, facing away from danger.
She couldn’t hear the corpse beast because Yuri Takashiro tightly covered her ears.
Her world was peaceful… only because in front of her was the White God protecting her.
Yuri Takashiro raised his pale face, his eyes fixed on the suffering corpse beast before him, with tremendous killing intent bursting in his eyes.
The spear tip stuck in the corpse beast’s chest suddenly bloomed like a bouquet, and beams of light full of destructive energy gushed out from within the spear, instantly piercing through the corpse beast’s body, flying from the ground to the sky, penetrating the clouds.
A giant circular hole appeared in the corpse beast’s chest, the edges of the wound scorching hot. The redness in its eyes gradually dimmed, and it finally crashed to the ground, the rising dust engulfing the ruined street.
Those people who were frantically fleeing in all directions stopped their steps and looked back, their eyes full of terror.
If Yuri Takashiro hadn’t fired that shot just now, none of them present would have survived…
Clang–!
The spear that had pierced through the corpse beast’s body fell helplessly to the ground and disappeared like a game prop.
The little girl only felt a weight sink, as the white-haired youth who was holding her had lost consciousness, his face extremely pale.
“White God?” The little girl anxiously spoke, “White God! Wake up…”
People looked at each other, bewilderment appearing in their eyes.
The White God… was dead?
“Is he dead?”
“No way?! How could someone so powerful die?”
“If he dies, who will protect us?”
“Run quickly! If we don’t run now, it’ll be too late when new monsters appear!”
“…”
Rip!
Two blood-colored cracks opened again in the distant sky, and the roar of giant beasts came from the clouds. The residents who had just escaped death trembled, despair appearing on their faces.
Whoosh–!!
At this moment, the roaring sound of an engine rapidly approached from the end of the road!
Everyone turned to look, and saw an apocalyptic-painted McLaren, breaking through the dust in the air, rushing over like a roaring beast. Rolling smoke swirled in the spinning wheels, and with a sharp braking sound, it suddenly stopped in front of everyone.
A car!
A sports car!
Some people’s eyes lit up, their reddish eyes fixed on the car body, greed appearing on their faces.
In such a situation, having a sports car would greatly increase the speed of escape!
No one cared about Yuri Takashiro’s life or death. Several people looked at each other, nodded slightly, silently picked up glass shards and knives from the ground, and walked towards the McLaren with fierce expressions.
Bang.
The car door opened, and a young man wearing a deep red cloak got out of the car.
“Kid! Leave the car and get lost immediately, we’ll spare your dog life!” The man walking in front said viciously.
The young man didn’t answer, his eyes fixed on Yuri Takashiro lying in the little girl’s arms in the distance, his lowered hands tightly clenched…
