The darkness in front of him became thicker and thicker, as if an endless black curtain enveloped him.

Finally, John's eyes closed completely, and his consciousness seemed to be gently pressed by a gentle hand, and he fell into a boundless sleep.

As he fainted, his body fell softly to the side, and his limbs hung down limply, as if he were a body that had been drained of its soul.

****

John, who was in a coma, seemed to be once again dragged into the suffocating abyss of the bloody plague. The surrounding scene was blurred and filled with an oppressive smell of blood.

In the abyss, the air seems to be stagnant, and there is deathly silence all around, which makes people feel endless fear and despair.

In this dark abyss, countless densely packed hands stretched out from all directions, and the cold and disgusting touch made John's body tremble continuously.

Those hands seemed to be carrying endless resentment, pulling his figure tightly, trying to drag him into deeper darkness and completely swallow up his will.

And just when his consciousness was about to be swallowed by the abyss, a ray of light like dawn shot into the darkness and enveloped him. The hands holding him began to be annihilated in the light, and they let out a horrifying cry of despair.

John looked up and saw a sun, a black sun.

now.

The sun nodded to him, and the abyss began to scream shrilly.

“Ahhhh——————”

“Ahhhh——————”

“Ahhhhh————”

The scene of the black sun burning the abyss is as magnificent as a mythical epic.

The black sun hangs over the abyss, emitting a strange black brilliance that seems to be able to penetrate all darkness and illuminate every corner. The sun's rays contain endless power, burning like a raging flame.

, swallowing up the darkness in the abyss bit by bit.

In the abyss, countless arms were reduced to ashes under the light of the black sun, as if they had never existed.

Those arms twisted and struggled in the light, making piercing screams, as if begging for mercy.

The light of the black sun became more intense, burning every inch of space in the abyss. The flames swept through like a torrent, turning all evil and darkness into nothing.

Under the light of the black sun, the abyss seemed to be completely purified, and the original blood-colored ocean turned into a pure open space.

Flames burned in every corner of the abyss, and the darkness was driven away, replaced by a holy radiance.

Standing on this purified land, John felt an unprecedented calm and tranquility.

He looked at the black sun and murmured dreamily:

“In the beginning there was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. This Word was with God in the beginning.

All things were made through him; without him nothing was made that was made.

Life is in him, and this life is the light of man.

The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness does not receive the light.”

Rumble!!!!

As the abyss burned, countless carols seemed to resound in the sky, representing salvation from heaven.

John stretched out his hand.

The light of heaven's dawn shone upon John.

John therefore...

be saved.

**********

Ten minutes later.

"ah--"

John suddenly woke up from the nightmare. The moment he opened his eyes, he was covered in sweat.

His chest rose and fell violently, and every breath he took was as heavy as climbing out of an abyss.

His vision gradually became clear from blur, and he found that he was still lying on the sofa provided by the company, and the familiar office environment returned to him again.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the sweat slid down his cheeks and soaked his collar.

Every inch of his skin seemed to be soaked with sweat and sticky against his body, but John didn't feel any discomfort at all. Instead, he felt as if his whole body was as light as if he had been reborn.

John felt the changes inside his body, as if a force was surging inside his body, dispelling the previous heaviness and depression.

His limbs are strong and every joint is full of vitality, as if he can stand up and run at any time.

His heartbeat became steady and strong, and the feeling of powerlessness and fear that originally lingered in his heart completely disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented determination and courage.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, feeling the coolness and refreshing feeling at that moment.

Then, he slowly sat up and looked around.

Da da da——

The office is still busy, colleagues are immersed in work at their respective workstations, the computer screen is flashing, the keyboard is typing one after another, everything is as usual.

John looked down at his hands. His originally pale skin now became healthy and shiny.

Afterwards, he felt a little confused. He always felt that he had forgotten something.

"I seemed to have had a strange dream just now. There seemed to be...the sun in the dream?"

"A warm black sun?"

The image of the black sun burning into the abyss that remained in his mind was quickly fading away, and everything in the dream began to become increasingly blurry.

"I'm getting confused after working overtime. Where is the black sun? And there is nothing that is even close to black but still warm..."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shook his head.

Lucky John stood up and stretched, feeling every muscle in his body stretch happily.

He straightened his clothes, raised his head, took a deep breath, stepped forward, and walked towards the exit of the office.

Every step was steady and powerful, as if announcing the new life he was about to usher in.

John, very lucky.

**********

12:25A

City of Lexington.

McCulloch Cemetery is located in the Fraser neighborhood of northern Lexington.

This cemetery is quiet and solemn, surrounded by tall oak and cypress trees. The shadows of the trees are whirling, blocking most of the sunlight, making the atmosphere in the cemetery particularly gloomy.

In the center of the cemetery is a path paved with bluestone slabs, with neatly arranged tombstones on both sides. Each tombstone is engraved with the name and year of birth and death of the deceased.

William Ned is floating in the sky, his body tightly bound by a [Mobius strip].

His face was full of pain, and the original delicate and soft female features had completely disappeared, replaced by his once male appearance: hard facial contours, thick eyebrows, and a pair of deep and cold eyes. His

The body was spasming in the air, as if every inch of muscle was burning with pain.

This is another immature point of Swindon's Blood - the robbed body will tend to the original "one" setting.

Include appearance and characteristics.

At this moment, there were two graves that had been dug in front of Ned. On the tombstones were photos of a man and a woman. The inscriptions on the tombstones below the photos were clearly visible, reading respectively: "Father George" and "Mother Maria".

The soil next to the two tombs was turned up, and the soil was scattered around the tombstones, looking messy.

The two coffins had been pried open, and the coffin lids were thrown aside, revealing the bodies lying inside.

In the dug hole, the bodies of George and Maria were well preserved and seemed not to have been eroded by time.

Their faces were calm, as if they had just fallen asleep.

Beside the corpse, Xia Xiu and his incarnation [Sisyphus] stood quietly.

Xia Xiu was wearing a black formal suit, holding a silver cane in his hand, and his golden top hat was slightly lowered, covering his cold golden eyes.

[Sisyphus] Standing behind Xia Xiu, the purple-gold figure exudes a chilling aura.

His figure is tall and mighty, with clear muscle lines, clenched fists, and twisted space fluctuations wrapped around his arms.

The air in the cemetery was heavy and oppressive, and only the sound of wind and the rustling of leaves echoed in the silent night.

William Ned's eyes fell on the two corpses that showed no signs of decay, and his heart was filled with anger.

He knew what the scene in front of him meant. The genetic data chip he had hidden in his parents had been found by Xia Xiu, and he had no way to escape.

The pain in his body and the fear in his heart were intertwined, making him almost unable to think and could only struggle helplessly.

Xia Xiu held the chip found on George's body in his hand, which also contained the genome data of 500 million humans.

“Through genetic testing and analysis, humans are assigned to jobs and roles that are most suitable for them according to their genetic potential, so as to achieve maximum efficiency and harmony in society.”

His golden eyes looked at William Ned, holding up the tiny chip in his hand.
To be continued...