Darkness slowly penetrated Valentine's mind, and his eyes gradually blurred.
There was something ringing around him, as if someone was calling his name again, accompanied by a loud noise.
Is it Xing Yihuang? Valentine's remaining sanity was still thinking.
Or Raphael?
"Valentin...Valentin..." Raphael cried, holding his neck tightly with his hands. Valentine's entire neck was almost completely disconnected, and Raphael could even see the gray-white spine inside.
The blood spread under Valentine's body, forming a small lake, staining Raphael's feet and wings red.
The giant blue dragon surrounded Valentine. Its huge dragon eyes stared at the surrounding enemies, and it kept using its electric wings to flap away the soldiers who wanted to get closer. Xing Yihuang was already crazy. She untied her hair and let her hair flutter, her heart beating like a war drum. She was like a rhinoceros running rampant in this slum open space, and the soldiers of the integration movement were constantly punched in half by her, drawing arcs of flesh and blood in the sky.
Countless electric currents surged through Valentine's body, and the wounds continued to recover and then be torn apart again.
His powerful medical skills were useless against the wounds caused by this strange weapon.
Finally, Valentine let go of his hand and let the blood spurt out from his neck, like a small waterfall.
The giant blue dragon raised its head and roared, full of endless sorrow and desolation. Its body gradually became transparent, but the passing of Valentine's life force still couldn't support the appearance of the spirit behind it.
Valentine is dying.
This time it's true.
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"Ah~~~"
Valentin lay on the sofa in the villa, twisted his body and let out a blushing moan.
Xing Yihuang coughed lightly and threw the windbreaker on Valentine.
"I'm going back to my room."
"Say good bye~" Valentin straightened his arm and waved his right hand, looking like a chicken pecking.
After spending time together, Xing Yihuang became accustomed to Valentine's various erratic behaviors. She just nodded, turned around and stepped onto the stairs.
"It's another comfortable day." Valentine lay on the sofa with his head in his hands and looked at the flames of the fireplace.
When he first arrived in Chernobog more than a year ago, he looked dusty on the outside but full of ambition on the inside, wanting to do something earth-shattering.
Then it took him a year to get to where he is now.
Well...a bit fast.
"To be honest, there have been a lot of strange things along the way..." Valentin closed his eyes and appeared in the spiritual space.
"So, you finally came to thank me?" Data Man appeared in front of him, but this time it didn't emit blue light, but orange light, as if it was on fire.
"I thought your brain would never figure out who helped you."
Valentine shook his head.
"No matter how stupid I am, I would have noticed it."
"Why did Claudel help me in the first place? As an executive of Black Steel International, he must be connected with Rheinland Life. Otherwise, why would Rheinland Life lead someone to ambush me just one day after I arrived? But if that's the case, then why did he And you stopped Ceria at the most important moment and allowed me to escape?"
"And this Leonid, when he handed me the top spot in the entire West City gang that day, I thought of a possibility, the same as Claudel."
"You told them something, right?"
Dataman snapped his fingers and nodded.
"bingo."
"So I'm curious what you told them to make them willing to help me?"
Valentine was curious about this.
It is extremely difficult for two people in high positions to give up something that is important to them, but they both understand one thing: interests. As long as the benefits brought by doing this are great enough, you have to continue doing it no matter how heartbroken it is. This is for the sake of a better future.
"You're right, I gave them a few promises."
"For example, let them believe that he is the savior of the world or something, and letting you go can save his life in the future. I told Leonid very vaguely about the battle to capture Chernobog, so that He understands that Vera can live better in the future by following you."
"Also, not everyone is willing and fully convinced, like Leonid."
Dataman gave Valentine a heads up.
"It doesn't matter." Valentine shrugged. He didn't understand Leonid's inner thoughts, but he was definitely hostile to him. "I will stay for another year at most and then go to Rhode Island. By then this city will be his."
"And Vera is still in my hands, how dare he mess around? As you said, Leonid should be a father who loves his daughter very much."
"That's indeed good. For now, your and his interests are aligned. If you can really block the integration movement, Leonid will kill you next."
"He couldn't do anything to me even if he wanted to. At that time, I went to work in Rhode Island. Such a big city belongs to him. How can Leonid go to Rhode Island to complain about me?"
Valentine thought this was ridiculous.
"Hey, do you really think you can block the integration movement?" The system stopped discussing and started a new topic.
"I don't think it's feasible. To be able to occupy a city, you need tens of thousands of people anyway. Plus those cadres and the female tyrannosaurus Tallulah, I think it's good to be able to hold on for a few hours."
Valentin thought about what he had learned about the combat effectiveness of the Growler gang members over the past year, and compared it with the integration movement he imagined. The result was a complete defeat.
"But with Xing Yihuang and me here, as long as Talulah doesn't take action, there is still a glimmer of hope."
No matter how many soldiers there are, they are still soldiers. Maybe in the original world, three ordinary people could knock down a hero, but in this world that does not follow scientific principles, it is really possible for one man to be in charge and ten thousand men to be unstoppable.
"Do you think Tallulah might not take action..."
The system feels that this host is a bit optimistic.
"Impossible. But I also have the Origin Stone. As you said, if I give you the Origin Stone, you will give me the ability. How many Origin Stones can I save by then? Isn't it enough to give me the ability to crush Tallulah?"
Valentin even began to imagine the scene of his and Tallulah's duel at the Forbidden City.
"When the time comes, do you think it's better to kill her or capture her alive? If you kill her, wouldn't it be a waste for Tallulah, a beautiful sister like her? But it's too difficult to capture her alive. Maybe she will be able to kill me at some point..."
"System, what do you think I would do if I changed my love life, took over the Integration Movement, married the regicide Frost Star, executed Mephistopheles and exiled Faust, and then reached the pinnacle of my life..."
He looked around.
"System? System?"
No voice answer.
The system is desperate for this guy.
Is this the first time the system has become desperate? Forget it, it’s not important.
"What has this system been busy with all day?" Valentine sat cross-legged on the ground, supporting his chin with his hands.
"I only speak half of my words...sometimes I always say things I don't understand..."
He had something in mind, and a machete appeared in his hand, with the three Casimir characters "Oleg" engraved on the handle. This was Valeria's weapon. When Alexander sent him and Xing Yihuang to the dock that day, Valentin wanted to return the weapon to Valeria and asked Alexander to help bring it back.
Alexander refused.
"This knife is given to you, Valeria said. She said that from that day on you are her brother, and this knife is given to you."
Valentine felt a little helpless about this sudden extra sister.
"She won't call a cute boy brother when she sees him, right?"
Alexander smiled.
"No. After the death of her biological brother, you are the only brother she has recognized in the past few years."
Yes, I will be a younger brother from now on.
Valentine complained in his heart and put away the machete.
"Thank you...sister Wa for me."
Alexander nodded and left the dock.
Now, time flies, more than a year has passed.
"I wonder what the captain and the others are doing now..."
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A stadium somewhere in Colombia.
Even though it's night here, the stadium is as bright as day. Countless glow sticks swayed in the auditorium, forming a colorful ocean.
"I'm so fucking crazy that I would come to that little girl's concert with you."
Bobcat held the glow stick in his hand and shook his arm slowly. It was in stark contrast to Alexander next to him.
"Trust me, you won't regret it." Alexander smiled heartily at him and waved his hands so hard that the lynx could feel the wind driven by his arms.
"Oh oh oh, she's coming, she's coming! She's coming with singing!" Alexander opened his mouth in an O shape, waved the light sticks harder with both hands, and cheered along with other fans.
"Empty! Empty! Empty!" The whole stadium was filled with shouts, almost shattering the glass of the surrounding buildings.
"Is this little girl so charming..." Shan Mao had a dark look on his face.
"Let me tell you," he looked at Alexander with disdain on his face: "Even if I was beaten to death, jumped from here, and listened to the emperor's rap with completely lost sound quality, I would still not fall in love with a yellow-haired girl!"
"Really?" Alexander turned his head and glanced at him, showing a mysterious smile.
Half an hour later.
The lynx leaned next to Alexander and kept blowing his nose with paper.
"How the hell can this song be so good? It's so immersive... It reminds me of the day I was dumped by my ex-girlfriend..."
"Do you still think this little girl's song is unpleasant?" Alexander handed over a piece of paper.
Shanmao glanced at him, took the paper and wiped it on his face, raised the light stick and shouted after the others.
"Sora! Sora! Sora!"
Alexander patted his old friend on the shoulder and joined in.
If you are not crazy, you will be old.
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Of course, Valentin, who was far away in Chernobog, had no idea that his former boss was living so comfortably. In his mind, Alexander was still doing tasks and living a life of licking blood.
Alexander's conversation with Bobcat when he went to Buttermore was selectively forgotten by his brain.
Valentine raised his head and looked at the time.
1:23 p.m.
Today is the weekend, most gang members are on vacation, and Valentine is no exception. Logically speaking, as the boss, he doesn't have a holiday. There are many things waiting for him to go through every day, but today, because Xing Yihuang took advantage of the situation, Valentine pushed all the work to Leonid.
He silently mourned three seconds of silence for Leonid in his heart.
Xing Yihuang went back to the room. She felt a little uncomfortable and wondered if her aunt was here. However, out of concern for his friend, Valentin still thoughtfully poured her a glass of brown sugar water.
Then he was almost killed by Xing Yihuang's eyes.
After going out, Valentin sat on the sofa and wondered what he had done wrong, and then he came to a conclusion.
My aunt must have run out of towels.
Valentin shook his head and pulled back his increasingly disconnected brain.
He is RUA, and there must be a limit to what he does. If he continues like this, he will die under Xing Yihuang's fist sooner or later.
If you have this time, you might as well take care of Sister Angel. She is the treasure of the Growler Gang.
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After becoming the chief physician of the infected clinic, Rafael became even busier. He basically had no time to rest throughout the day, and sometimes had to work overtime at night. But she didn't complain, instead she enjoyed it.
For her, helping others is the greatest pleasure. Whenever she sees the smiles on the faces of those patients who have been cured, Raphael is filled with a sense of accomplishment.
She was born to treat illnesses and save people.
Weekends are official holidays in Chernobog, and they are also the most leisure time for Raphael. Because of the law, all doctors must have one day off per week, so every Sunday Raphael would go out to find something to do.
For example, going to slum free clinics.
When she mentioned this idea to Valentin, he agreed immediately and said that it was no problem, as long as he didn't tire himself out.
Then a team of heavily armed bodyguards followed her into the slums, scaring the people in the slums so much that they dared not come forward to ask her to see a doctor. Raphael would close the doors and windows wherever he went, as if the plague had arrived.
When he returned, Raphael forced Valentin to remove those bodyguards. His dark smile and shiny sand hawk scared him to death.
In order not to be physically surpassed by the angel sister, Valentin finally agreed to her request. But he also put forward his own conditions.
"It's okay to not bring a bodyguard, but you have to bring a special mobile phone. If you encounter any danger, you only need to quickly press the power button twice and I will receive the message here. I will be able to rescue you as soon as possible." Ding handed her a cell phone.
Raphael took it and looked at it. This mobile phone was no different from the ordinary one, but it was specially treated. The overall color was silver, and there were four pairs of golden wings printed on the back cover, which sparkled in the sun.
"Raphael's special edition." Valentine smiled.
"Thank you, BOSS." Raphael bowed slightly to him and began his free medical journey.
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"There are very few people today..." Raphael walked in the slum and looked around.
In the past, when she came to the slums for free clinics, there would always be a crowd of people surrounding her, asking her to see a doctor and get medicine. After all, it is free and no one will take advantage of it. At first, some people would try to trick her, but they were all dissuaded by her protective gun. Later, because of Raphael's kindness, people in the slums regarded her as a benefactor, so no one would do anything to her. Everyone would spontaneously line up to see a doctor. Some people who had been cared for by Raphael would also spontaneously Organize to maintain order.
But today, Raphael was not greeted like a star. No one was seen wherever she passed. The windows and doors of the houses were closed. She didn't know why.
Raphael sounded the alarm in her heart. She took out her guardian gun from her bag and opened the safety.
Finally, five minutes after entering the slum, she met someone. It was an old man, sitting on a worn-out chair, staring at her blankly. Raphael remembered him. He once had a large scar on his right arm, which was removed by Raphael using medical magic.
"Hello, what's going on here? Why is there no one?" Raphael greeted him with a smile and asked the question in his heart.
The old man didn't respond. He just sat there and looked at Raphael as he came.
"Hello?" Raphael felt something was wrong. But in order to lower the old man's vigilance, she put away her gun and took out her customized Raphael mobile phone, ready to press the power-off button to send out a distress signal at any time.
The old man's lips were slightly open, and his voice was as low as a mosquito murmur.
Raphael walked to the old man's side, and she finally heard clearly what the old man was saying.
"Run quickly."
A knife was placed on Raphael's shoulder, the blade as cold as snow.
"do not move."
An extremely hoarse voice entered her ears from behind Raphael.
"What do you want? I can give you any money. Can you let me go?"
Raphael slowly raised his hands to show weakness.
"Haha..." The avenger's laughter was extremely unpleasant, even worse than the crow next to the dead man, which made Raphael frown.
"I only take action to kill people."
The Avenger's laughter stopped suddenly, and the blade drew a thin line of blood on Raphael's neck.
"Call your boss, tell him your location and ask him to come rescue you."
"I'm just a doctor. I'm not that important in the boss's mind. He won't come."
Raphael rejected the Avengers' request and his eyes moved slightly.
"Oh, don't think we don't know anything. Miss Angel, the relationship between you and that Vaifan man is more than just a superior-subordinate relationship. If there wasn't a woman from the Yan Kingdom following him all the time, I would have thought you were his wife. .”
The Avenger slowly approached Raphael from behind, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, and pulled the satchel hanging from Raphael's shoulder with his left hand.
"Hurry, call him."
"otherwise……"
The Avengers sneered, and dozens of Integration Movement members wearing white protective suits emerged from the surrounding buildings, surrounding Raphael and the Avengers. They all wore scratched white masks on their faces and held machetes and shields in their hands. Raphael looked around and saw only a bunch of hungry wolves with green eyes.
"They have admired you for a long time, Ms. Raphael." The Avenger gently opened and closed his lips against Raphael's ear, speaking devilish words.
"Whether it is your moral character, origin, appearance, or personality, those young men are extremely fascinated. Many of them even regard you as the lover of their dreams. Their lifelong wish is to have you once, no matter how long it takes. Voluntarily or not.”
"If you are unwilling to cooperate, I can only leave you to these young and energetic young men."
The Avenger laughed, loud and wild.
"The scene at that time was absolutely hellish! It was crazy enough and beautiful enough!"
As an avenger of the Integration Movement, he has already given up his soul to the devil. For him, the scenes when all pure and beautiful things are defiled are the most beautiful scenery in the world and are irreplaceable.
"Be obedient and you will still be as pure as before. I have no interest in women. These guys will not touch a finger on you without my order."
Looking at the evil ghosts around him with green eyes that could drip out polyester, Raphael sighed.
It had always been like this, ever since she left Rutland.
As a doctor who travels around the world, she has seen a lot of the ugliness in the world and has been persecuted, but she can always save those bastards physically by relying on the Holy Light and the Guardian Gun.
In this world, a doctor uses one hand to save people and the other to kill.
Only the scalpel and the blunderbuss can save the world.
But now, Raphael has no chance to use that murderous hand. She unlocked her phone and opened her address book.
The address book is neatly divided into groups, colleagues, friends, bosses... This is a habit that Raphael has developed as early as in Rutland. He arranges everything in an orderly manner and labels them. , so that you won’t be unable to find something when you want to find it.
Among all the groups, there is one group named "Special". There is only one name in it, Valentine.
How does Raphael define her relationship with Valentine? friend? boss?
She couldn't explain it herself.
When he got the new phone, Raphael hesitated for a long time about Valentin's number, and finally gave him a "special" group.
To Raphael, Valentine was a very special person. There are many possibilities for the relationship between her and him. As for which one it can be, it still depends on the test of time.
Raphael stretched out his index finger to gently stir his hair hanging on his chest, dialed Valentin's phone number, and smiled.
The call was short, and Raphael quickly hung up. Those integration movements had left here at the Avengers' signal and were ambushing in the surrounding buildings. Only two people were left in the open space.
"Kneel down, facing the entrance."
The Avenger did not remove the knife holding Raphael's neck.
"The wastewater stained on your knees will be your ticket to leave. As long as that guy comes, I will let you leave intact and be free."
After a brief silence, Raphael knelt on the ground. Her clothes were stained with dust, the ends of her hair were soaked with sewage, the blood stains on her neck were still bright red, and the blue in her eyes was clean and clear.
It was like the lightning on the boy who suddenly appeared in front of her at this moment.
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"Raphael is a treasure of this world."
Valentine was lying on the bed, and a strange thought suddenly came to his mind.
Of course, this sentence is not strange to himself, or even to some residents of Chernobog.
Raphael's personal charm is unimaginably powerful.
After returning to the villa, Valentin quickly had nothing to do. The electronic game industry in this world is not developed, so in his spare time, Valentine can basically just stare at the computer in a daze, install several security software, optimize the system, shut down and turn it on again and again to see if the boot time is faster than last time. seconds.
Then after several operations, the computer BOOM. The reason was that the security software was furiously fighting civil wars, occupying the memory, and the CPU eventually burned out the power supply.
He was immediately stunned.
The whole process was like playing, and for a moment Valentine thought he was in a novel rather than the real world.
After throwing the smoking host into the trash can at the door, Valentine began his nap. But as a guy who fishes every day and is in good health, he is not sleepy at all now...
It probably has something to do with the fact that he slept for 12 hours yesterday.
Then he started to let himself go.
Valentine likes to think about something before going to bed, because it can help him fall asleep faster, and today...or rather, he has been thinking about one person in the past few days.
Yes, Raphael.
For Valentine, Raphael has an indescribable charm, which is as deadly as marijuana to drug addicts. Unfortunately, Valentine was infected with this drug.
To him, Raphael was as dazzling and inviolable as a real goddess, aloof and wanting people to kiss her feet. Valentin rarely had any undue thoughts based on desire for Raphael, but more of a heartfelt love and admiration for him.
Just like he had a love for the Soviet Union in high school in his previous life, he now loves Raphael without any reason. It seems that Raphael is his life, his soul, and he has reached the point where he can live without Raphael. The point where I can’t go down.
To make a more appropriate metaphor, Raphael's status in Valentine's heart is now the same as Lexington's status among on-ship R players or Haruta's status in Commander Griffin's heart.
If Raphael asked Valentin to lick her feet now, Valentin would definitely say something like "I can lick your legs until they break", but if it was Xing Yihuang... Valentin would probably let her first Let's wash our feet.
Although Valentin has always behaved normally in front of Raphael, but...
Men's perversions are hidden in their hearts, and it is impossible to show them in front of their goddess, because that will make the goddess disappointed or even disgusted. If this happens, it will definitely be a huge blow to Valentine.
He has become Raphael's little fanboy and can't get out.
Of course, he is not the only one who has a little fan of Raphael. There are people in Chernobog who like Raphael as much as him. Therefore, Valentin once proposed to Raphael to make a hand with her theme. Maybe it was an anime, but it was forcibly rejected under Raphael’s gunshot. Valentin can only live on the Raphael pillow he secretly made every day.
I am Chernobog’s No. 1 Chef Raphael.
Ahem.
Just when Valentin was about to fall asleep holding Raphael's pillow, an unbreakable couplet woke him up.
"...I have to change the ringtone next time. Isn't it a good idea?" Valentine patted his head, looked at the caller ID and immediately became energetic.
"Hello? Raphael?"
Half a minute later.
"F*ck! I *Vayvan expletive* fuck*Colombian expletive*damn*Usas expletive*!"
A series of swear words directly overturned the roof of the villa, waking up Vera and Xing Yihuang who were sleeping.
Bang!
Valentin kicked open the door and picked up Xing Yihuang, who was lying on the bed.
"What are you crazy about?" Several # appeared on Xing Yihuang's head, and his cheeks were as red as the sunset.
Valentin ignored her and kicked open the door to another room. Inside the house, Vera was sitting on the bed in her pajamas, looking at Madman Wa at the door, with a sleepy look on her face.
"Are you doing weight-bearing long-distance running with Sister Long?" Several small question marks popped up above Vera's head.
"Hurry up and call your dad and ask him to take people to the slums outside the West City. The sooner the better!" Valentin pointed at Vera and said the next sentence, then turned around and jumped off the railing on the second floor.
After a loud noise, the entire villa returned to silence again. Vera looked at the broken door and dialed Leonid's phone number.
"Hey, dad, Valentin asked you to take people to the slums outside the West City as soon as possible. Also, ask someone to repair the door. He kicked down the door of Sister Long and I's room."
Leonid:? ? ?
What is that guy crazy about?
"I understand." He hung up the phone and dialed the number of one of his subordinates.
"You know where the Frunze Villa in the West City is. Two doors are broken. Replace them with new ones. Also, make them stronger."
"Also, notify all the subordinates who are on vacation that something has to be done."
Leonid hung up the phone and looked towards the slums in the distance. On the way to the slums, a blue light passed by.
The moment he heard Raphael's voice, Valentin thought he heard it wrong. But after he rubbed his ears and listened to the phone recording again, he knew that something was serious.
Although Raphael is a doctor, her fighting ability is not weak. Although the Guardian Gun is a pistol, that pistol uses a heavy warhead. In other words, it is the 700-dollar sniper (Desert Eagle) in this world. Moreover, the sister is born to use guns and has excellent accuracy, so generally The miscellaneous soldiers couldn't get into her body at all.
What she met this time was definitely a master, and it might even be a premeditated attack.
He took out an Origin Stone as quickly as possible and stuffed it into his mouth, biting it into pieces.
The familiar pain came, and Valentine shook his head, his eyes bloodshot.
"What ability do you want this time? Huh?" The system appeared in his mind in time.
"Warframe! Watch the labor force use the electric man to electrocute those idiots!" Valentine raised his head and swallowed the source stone fragments into his stomach. He felt like he had swallowed a ball of fire, and his whole body was on fire.
"Warfarme? Can you come up with something new... Oh, I forgot that you are a shooting game enthusiast, and you only play those kinds of games." The system complained habitually.
"Okay, I'll give you the ability, one hour."
Valentine jumped directly to the second floor with a double jump, and then the scene just happened.
He didn't even realize that he had the abilities of the armor without even wearing it.
"Wait a minute, what I just ate was a pure Origin Stone, right? It's only been an hour since the system was launched, so you're taking advantage of it!" Valentin, who activated his acceleration skills on the way, suddenly remembered something.
"Okay, three hours."
"Only three hours? The last FARCRY3 lasted two days!" Valentine was very angry and fired an electric shock, knocking a fire hydrant off the road.
Passers-by just saw a blue light flash across the road, the fire hydrant on the roadside disappeared, and Chernobog gained a fountain.
"Warframe is not the same as Far Cry 3. Which warframe skill in this is not a magical skill? You have to do the assassinations one by one with Far Cry. Just put 4 on your Volt and you can electrocute a lot of people. They won't die. You can also watch a break dance, which is so cool."
"Okay." Valentine was not in the mood to argue with the system.
"If you feel it's slow, you can change the MOD. If you run out of blue, you can replace the blue manhole cover. It's of unlimited use."
Valentine was stunned and passed through a wall, leaving only a human-shaped hole at the crime scene.
Since you can change MOD...
The blind anger suddenly became strong and strong! Shadow three-piece set comes complete! Maximize the strength first!
The duration doesn't matter, just activate the skill when the time is up! If there is no blue left, just shoot the manhole cover, and there will be seven or eight in one shot!
"Now you know why it's so expensive." The system made a funny face in Valentine's mental space.
"The system is awesome!" Valentin roared, and fired an electric shock that directly destroyed the detection equipment at the city gate and quickly passed through, bringing up a burst of dust.
As for Xing Yihuang, who was carried on his shoulders, it was already very good that she could hold back from spitting out. She didn't even have the strength to speak.
Soon, Valentine arrived at the scene of the accident. He put Xing Yihuang down on his shoulder and gave her a burst of healing electricity.
Xing Yihuang felt much better instantly. She shook her head, returned to her normal state and stood behind Valentine, rolling up her sleeves and getting ready to fight.
This is an open space in the middle of a slum, surrounded by members of the integration movement dressed in white. In the middle of the open space, Raphael was sitting on his knees in the sewage, his golden hair scattered like a mop on the ground, and his white clothes were splashed with mud spots.
A dark red knife was placed on her neck. Under the sun, the blade shone with a cold light, which made Valentine feel cold.
The owner of the knife, Valentine, was very familiar with it. In Buttermore a year ago, he had killed a guy wearing the same clothes.
The red scarf stands out in this white world.
the Avengers.
"Brother, you have something to say." Valentine's mind slowly came back to reality from the blank state. He suppressed the volcano in his heart and slowly walked forward and stretched out his hand, wanting to negotiate with the Avengers.
The Avenger tilted his head, looking at Valentine with his blood-red pupils, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Valentine's heart trembled. He instantly changed the armor ability in his body and aimed at Raphael to release it.
Displacement!
The revenge seeker's blade slashed across Valentine's neck. His eyes widened and he slowly fell to the ground.
Everything happened so fast, not even a second.
Xing Yihuang and Raphael were stunned, as was Revenge Seeker.
A dark blue two-winged flying dragon appeared next to Valentine. It waved its electric wings and directly knocked the revenge seeker away, knocking down a group of houses.
Electricity as thick as an arm gathered on its horns and hit Valentine's body. Valentine covered his almost broken neck with his hands, desperately trying to avoid death's sickle.
The powerful regenerative ability began to take effect, and countless cells and bone marrow began to regenerate, but a strange force of Originium killed these new cells again.
The recovery of the wound was at an impasse.
Blood continued to flow from his neck, and the healing current continuously generated new blood to barely continue the operation of Valentine's body functions.
Xing Yihuang was angry, his eyebrows stood up, and his eyes were about to burst. A huge heartbeat came from her body, the sound rumbled like a war drum. The shadow of a hundred-foot-long black dragon appeared behind her, and a huge killing intent flowed out of her body and shot into the sky.
The soldiers of the Integration Movement not far from her were frightened to death by this murderous intention. Their legs were shaking and they had no fighting spirit. Some of the timid ones were even frightened to the point of incontinence.
The four pairs of wings behind Raphael suddenly glowed brightly, giving everyone present a high-intensity flash bomb. When the eyes of those guys gradually adapt, they will be greeted by the anger of the black dragon.
And Raphael has already appeared beside Valentine. She cried, tears running down her delicate face and dripping into the pool of blood under Valentine, disappearing without a trace.
Raphael is an honor student.
Because of her academic performance and the four pairs of wings behind her, she has attracted the attention of Rutland officials since she was a child. She lives a comfortable life with no worries about food and clothing.
"This is God's gift to Lateran."
That's how the older angels described Raphael.
Because of his superior growth and education environment, Raphael developed a good habit of helping others at an early age. When she was a child, her biggest wish was to become a doctor, treat diseases and save people, and eliminate all pain in the world.
From the moment she graduated from the highest institution in Rutland, Raphael put her heart and soul into treating illnesses and saving people. She left Rutland and began traveling around the world.
At that time, she was 19 years old.
In 4 years, she traveled to almost every country in the world, leaving her footprints everywhere in the Terran world. She healed many people and was hurt by many. She saw human love and warmth, and also saw more of the darker sides of human beings.
She treats humans and infected alike equally. Raphael would not refuse anyone who came to her for treatment. Therefore, she also understood how unfair and indifferent the world was to the infected.
In early 1095, she learned a piece of information from an infected patient. In the distant Ursus city of Chernobog, someone has secretly established several infected clinics to treat infected patients at very low fees. They are called paradise among some infected groups.
Raphael had seen the Integration Movement, a group of cynical lunatics, and the twisted thoughts of other infected groups. She didn't have any good hopes for this rumored infected clinic.
But some hope is better than no hope. Raphael packed his bags and set out on the road to Chernobog.
Facts have proved that in the endless darkness, there is always a glimmer of hope burning. Chernobog's infected clinic lives up to its reputation and is even better than rumored. During the conversation with the doctor, she learned another shocking news: almost all clinics for infected people in the city were run by one person, and that person was also the largest gang leader in Chernobog.
The act of rescuing the infected, which could be regarded as an act of justice, was actually carried out by a gang leader, which made Raphael extremely interested in that gang leader.
Then the next day, she met Valentine.
In her eyes, Valentin is just a very ordinary boy next door who likes to joke and make trouble, without any shadow of a gangster at all.
In order to save those poor people and to understand this boy that she could not see through, Raphael stayed here until now, until today.
The boy saved her with his life and opened her heart forever.
Ever since she was little, this is the time when Raphael has truly felt someone being kind to her. The Laterans were rigid and hypocritical, claiming to be servants of God and superior to others, but Raphael understood that those guys were no different from the people outside. The world outside is full of chaos and darkness, full of selfishness and calculation. Thanks to them, Raphael's fighting skills and marksmanship have improved a lot.
Only here, in Valentine, can she feel true.
Raphael didn't understand what it felt. She only knew she was going to save Valentine, no matter what price she paid.
soon. Valentin opened the hand that held his neck tightly and placed it on the ground weakly. His eyes gradually lost the focal length, and the blue and blue wing dragon gradually became transparent.
Xing Yihuang was crazy, like a furious rhino rushing in the open space. No one dared to stop her. Where the black dragon passed, leaving only a blood.
Raphael looked at Xing Yihuang, who opened the killing ring, and looked at the integrated sports soldiers who continued to surge, closed their eyes.
There is a way to save him, but for Raphael, the serious consequences of this method are irreversible.
That doesn't matter.
She leaned down, hugged Valentine tightly, and whispered softly.
"May Holy Light live with you, be with you, and walk with you."
"All the dirty things in the world will eventually disappear, and the light will eventually illuminate every corner of the world."
"By then, the darkness hidden nothing, and evil had no trace. Everything in the world had only the light and justice."
"Heroes, immortal."
With the sacred chanting, Raphael's body exudes a dazzling and soft light. Raphael, who was completely composed of holy light, appeared behind her. The clouds of the sky gradually spread out, and the dazzling sun waved down and shown it on the Holy Light Label, making her more dazzling.
Everyone present was stunned. They put down their weapons, stopped the attack, and looked at the angels floating in the air in a dumb man.
In the distance, Leonid, sitting on the helicopter, also saw this scene, silently on his shoulders and foreheads.
He was not a believer, but now he is.
Holy Guang Label wiped his wings and slowly landed on the ground. Her blood and sewage touched her toes, and instantly became water. Those dust approached her wings, turned into a little holy light, rose up, disappearing in the sky. She stood beside Valentine and Raphael, squatted down, and put her forehead on Valentine's forehead.
For a moment, the Saint -light Label disappeared, and a little yellow light appeared at Valentine's wounds, and gradually healed.
Raphael looked at Valentin, who was gradually rosy, covered his lips, crying with joy.
She used her angel's soul to get Valentine's second life.
Heroes, immortal.
