"Did you find anything?"
"There's nothing there, text messages, call records, notes, photo albums...it's as clean as his face."
The sound was very vague, it should be two men talking, and Valentine could only hear a general outline. At this moment, his consciousness has not returned to normal. It is like a cloud of smoke floating around his body, but there is no sign of dissipating. It sticks to his body like a marshmallow. His ears seemed to be covered with a thick layer of cloth, and the conversations outside sounded like a dream, without any sense of reality. Valentine could only feel the nothingness around him.
call……
dream.
Everything he had experienced in the Terra continent slowly emerged in Valentine's somewhat chaotic mind. Piece after piece, fragments played back the memories of the past, but those memories were as vague as the voices in his ears. Valentine could only I feel like I have become highly myopic, really like a dream.
So...am I about to wake up?
He shook his head slightly and tried his best to open his eyes, but he couldn't. Just when Valentine wanted to move his body, something hit him hard on the cheek.
Valentine's head kept shaking left and right under the influence of force, as if his spine had been broken and was only connected to the body by skin and muscles.
It doesn’t hurt…
This was the only thought in his mind after the beating.
"He has a face that is causing harm to the country and the people, and he is still wearing women's clothing, but he is a fucking boss. What a disgusting guy."
Disaster for the country and the people?
Valentine frowned involuntarily, and the fragments of memories in his mind were cleared away in an instant. What appeared next was an extremely feminine face with a pair of dark blue horns on top of his head. Countless fragments were piled up around him, all filled with his appearance. Valentine only felt like he had entered a mirror maze with no exit.
Oh yes……
This is what he looked like after coming to the world of Terra. It is much better-looking than his previous appearance, and it is very eye-catching.
For some reason, Valentin suddenly felt a twinge of guilt. If it were him, he would subconsciously think it was a girl when he saw such a face. Recalling his past, Valentine only felt that he should apologize to strangers who called him a little girl.
After all, his reaction was a little too intense.
"What to do with him?"
"Let's call the boss first and then talk about it."
Then there was the sound of the iron door being opened. The banging sound was much better than the tooth-breaking creaking sound of the wooden door opening.
"Hey, just leave him here? Aren't you afraid that he will run away?"
"Hmph, do you think he can run away? Without that woman, he is nothing but invincible."
The iron door was closed, and the room fell into silence. Valentine slumped on the chair, like a ball of human slime. His consciousness still hadn't returned to normal, but the voice in his ear reminded him.
woman?
What woman?
Valentine only felt a pain in his brain, and a bright but not dazzling holy light appeared in front of his eyes. As the holy light gradually disappeared, an angel with four pairs of golden wings appeared in front of him. This angel has the most beautiful appearance, the gentlest eyes, and the most divine and flawless temperament that Valentin knows. She is a piece of beautiful jade given by God, without any flaws, moist and plump. It is absolutely impossible for the human world to create such a perfect woman.
The holy light dispersed, and the angel bent slightly and stretched out his arms toward Valentine. Seeing the smile on the angel's face, he felt his mind go blank. He raised his hands uncontrollably and slowly walked forward, walking into her arms.
Finally, Valentine and the angel hugged each other, enjoying each other's ocean-like tenderness. The angel's hand gently stroked his hair, and the holy light on his body became dazzling again. The moment they were engulfed in light, Valentin's head on the angel's shoulder opened her eyes and saw a figure not far behind her.
and the missing horn on her head.
————————I am already 2 years old, but I want her to return the materials and money to me————————
When Valentin opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him was no longer the dreamlike scene, but the familiar black-themed version of his spiritual space, and the weapon angel holding him, but it was different from just now. That flawless angel, the cold weapon ring behind Raphael, who is holding his Holy Light, does have some drama.
…
"Is there any kind boss who can tell me what the situation is now?" Valentine came out of the arms of the Blade Angel and looked around, looking for the Felin who had been quarreling with him.
Nothing happened.
A few seconds later, when Valentine was stroking the hair of the Blade Angel, a blue translucent panel appeared in front of him, with a prompt marked with an exclamation mark:
! The kind boss appears!
Valentine turned around, Jiao Zhengyu was standing behind him, tilting his head slightly and looking at him with a faint smile.
"Did you keep her as a pet?"
Jiao Zhengyu looked at the Weapon Angel and raised his chin.
"When you say that, I really don't know how to treat them..." Valentine looked at the weapon angel in front of him, and heard the roar of the dark blue dragon flapping its wings in the air.
They are all part of themselves. Wouldn’t it be too disrespectful to treat them as pets? Especially the Holy Light version of Raphael, this is the soul of that girl.
"No, I treat her as a friend." Valentine touched the Blade Angel's head. The wings behind him shook, and a few golden feathers fell off. His eyes turned into crescent moons when he smiled.
The flying dragon in the sky rolled his eyes.
"Pets are flying in the sky." Valentine pointed at the flying dragon in the sky, and then a huge thunder and lightning hit him.
The momentum is huge and does no harm at all.
This is the benefit of Valentine's ability. As a medical warlock, this flying dragon is not as threatening as the Balrog, and even if it causes trouble, it will have no effect.
After a lot of beatings, Valentin finally sued for death and survived. Fortunately, this was his domain, otherwise he would have been caught by a dragon outside and flown to a high altitude before being thrown down. Even the Shining and Enkephalin White-faced Pigeon wouldn't be able to save him.
"Can you tell me what's wrong with me now?" Valentine sat on the floor and looked at Jiao Zhengyu in front of him.
"Obviously your actions in the Longmen slums were noticed by some people, and you happened to appear in their territory tonight - so you were kidnapped."
"I made complete preparations to come out. How did they know it was me?" Valentin tugged on his wig. His appearance in the spiritual space is the same as in reality, so the women's clothes and wig on Valentine were also brought over.
"you guess?"
…
Valentine scratched his chin and fell into thinking mode. Looking back on his activities in the Longmen slum these past few days, Valentin could not find any flaws. After the Qicheng incident, he became more comprehensive in his approach. After confirming the house to rent in Yeyan that day, Valentine went out and bought several sets of cheap clothes, most of which were women's clothes, and two wigs. After getting some information about the secret lock, he also went out with a wig and took several buses to circle around to observe the location pointed to by the information to ensure that no one was following him. The same was true when he returned home. The only big action was when Valentine massacred a teahouse that day. He took off his disguise in the teahouse, but all the witnesses were stunned, and only some guardsmen were left.
So it was puzzling that he was recognized this time.
After thinking about it, there is only one possibility, that is, the Guards Bureau betrayed him.
However, this possibility is too shocking, and Valentine does not believe it.
…
But now this is the only possibility that is more reliable.
"So, do you want to use this Origin Stone?" Jiao Zhengyu stretched out his hand, and the Origin Stone appeared in his palm, but it was smaller than the Origin Stone two weeks ago.
"No need." Valentin simply rejected Jiao Zhengyu's proposal.
They are just a few gangsters, do they need to use the Source Stone?
How can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife?
He stood up and swung around behind the weapon angel for a few times, and took out a dagger from the cold weapon ring. The dagger overall looks like a super-miniature version of the long sword. It has a cross sword pattern similar to the long sword, but it is more gorgeous than the long sword. As a good partner of the swift sword, this parrying dagger naturally has the same beautiful decoration as the swift sword and is practical enough.
However, this parrying dagger is more special than other daggers. There are many square notches on one side of its blade, which is very sharp, just like the shark teeth in Mingyue in Qin Dynasty. The function is also the same. It plays the role of blocking the enemy's sword.
It's just that this "shark tooth" dagger cannot cut off enemies like the sword in the animation. The hardness of the swift sword is much stronger than imagined, and these gaps only serve to block the sword body.
If looking cool is also the function of a dagger, then there would probably be a lot of "shark tooth" daggers during the Renaissance.
"I'd better use that Origin Stone later when I fight Frost Star. After all, I don't want to be knocked to death by her."
"However, there is still something I want you to help me with."
…
Soon, Valentin arranged what Jiao Zhengyu should do. He picked up the dagger, closed his eyes, and let his consciousness return to his body.
—————— Let’s get started! ————————
When Valentin opened his eyes again, what he saw was not the familiar ceiling, but a house full of boxes. He looked around and confirmed his surroundings.
This should be a very small warehouse, with cardboard boxes piled up in the corners and walls. There is a vague mark printed on it. Due to the lack of light, Valentine cannot see clearly what the mark is and whether it is consistent with his goal. There are relationships. Because he was tied up, Valentin could not see the wall behind his head. There were no windows in his field of vision, and there was only the sound of the fan whirring and flashing in his ears. It sounded like there was only one ventilation duct in this warehouse.
There were two LED light tubes on the ceiling of the warehouse, but they were not turned on. The light source came from the lamp on the table next to him. It was very dim and it looked like the batteries needed to be replaced. There are various documents and ballpoint pens scattered on the table, and the frame of the computer display is also covered with sticky notes. There is a printer placed in the corner of the table. It is covered with dust and looks like it has not been used for a long time.
There is a large attendance board on the wall next to the table. On it are photos of several people and their names. They should be the guys who kidnapped Valentine. Valentine remembered the names one by one, dropped the dagger in his hand, and began to use it to cut the hemp rope binding his wrists.
Just as Valentine guessed, these guys didn't chain him up, and they didn't look like they wanted to torture him. They seemed to know everything he did, which only made Valentine even more confused. It was determined that a mole in the Guards Bureau had leaked information about him to the gangsters in the slums.
As for whether it was intentional by the Guards Bureau, Valentine didn't know, so he could only err on the side of caution.
Just when he was about to cut the rope, the closed iron door suddenly opened, startling Valentine. Fortunately, his hands were tied behind the back of the chair, so the intruding villains did not see his little movements, and Valentin returned the dagger to the spiritual space without any danger.
He looked at the two approaching people, turned around and spat.
Damn it, the world always likes to dig a hole when he is about to succeed. Just like when he was about to escape from Rhine Life, he met the Defense Bureau officers as soon as he changed his equipment and went out. He was forced to use violence to escape.
Although Valentine was not spitting at them, there were only three people present, and these two guys naturally regarded Valentine's behavior just now as an insult to them. One of the stronger villains wearing a jacket raised his hand and slapped Valentin in the face. Valentin's face suddenly twisted, and a line of bright red flowed from his mouth.
"Okay, giant ape, the boss won't agree to beating him up." A thinner gangster spoke to stop him. The guy called the giant ape stopped trying to slap him again and spat at Valentine.
"My brother is more rude, please don't mind." The tall and thin man took out a handkerchief to wipe away the dirt on Valentine's face and the blood around his mouth, and at the same time took out a mobile phone that was on a call.
There are ghosts only if you don't mind.
Valentine rolled his eyes, spat in the direction of the fat man again, and looked at the other person's blushing face with a contemptuous smile.
"You can call me Impermanence. Next, don't worry about what you ask on the phone. Just say whatever I tell you, okay?"
The tone of this man named Impermanence was really calm, without any hostility, as if he was really asking Valentine.
Valentin just smiled at this.
What else could he say? What else could he say?
"Very good, cooperation is good for both of us, otherwise I cannot guarantee your life safety."
Impermanence nodded and put the phone to Valentine's ear.
"You can talk now, boss."
"Impermanence, how are our goods today? Nothing went wrong, right?" A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone, mixed with slight footsteps and faint music. Valentine could imagine that he was there. I said this with a smile while holding a cigar in a hotel in Longmen.
"Said: It was the Rat King who asked me to kill Tea Ba."
Tea bully.
Valentine couldn't help laughing.
What the hell is this name? How about you call me a tea king? Tea tyrant? Although the word "ba" is very powerful, it cannot be followed and matched with other words!
"If that guy's surname is Wang, would he be called Wang Ba?" Valentine didn't listen to Wu Chang's words, but laughed out loud and made a joke.
Valentine was really happy because the second goal came to his door.
Who else wants to be the Rat King? Apart from the Guard Bureau and the Rat King, are there any other forces that they want him to kill?
"As long as there are no mistakes, is the giant ape okay at this late hour? He's not lazy as usual, is he?"
The phone was on speakerphone so everyone present could hear. The man on the other end of the phone showed no emotion and was still talking according to his script.
"Speak quickly!" The giant ape came over and grabbed Valentine's hair directly, his movements were extremely rough.
In this regard, Valentin said nothing and only rolled his eyes in return.
With your attitude, you still want me to say what you want?
Damn you!
"Let him go." Wu Chang patted the giant ape's wrist, his voice impatient.
"Believe me, nothing will happen to you if you do as I say, otherwise you will end up very miserable."
Wu Chang bent down, stared at him closely, and frowned slightly. Although this man hid it well, Valentine could still see the anger in his eyes.
"Okay." Valentine nodded.
"Say, it was the Rat King who asked you to kill the tea tyrant and everyone in the teahouse. It was the Rat King who ordered you to do everything."
Wu Chang repeated the words again, and added one more sentence, for fear that Valentine would not understand.
"My killing of that shrimp tyrant had nothing to do with the Rat King. It was just what I wanted to do. I have been very busy these days, and you, the bastard, happened to offend me. Although I don't know where you are, but in the next few days, you It's best to be careful, maybe one day I will appear in front of you to send you back to the west, taking your men with me."
"You messed with someone you shouldn't have messed with."
After saying the last sentence extremely domineeringly, Valentine took a long breath, raised his chin and looked at the two men with dark faces in front of him, with the corners of his mouth raised and his expression arrogant.
"You'll pay the price."
Wu Chang picked up the phone and put it to his ear, and left the office, the iron door clanking. The giant ape punched Valentine and left behind Wu Chang.
Looking at the closed door, Valentine spit out a mouthful of blood and his cheeks turned red. He did not use his Origin Stone skills to heal himself, but instead enjoyed the pain. This keeps him awake and hateful. Valentine's lips parted slightly, revealing his bright red mouth. A sweet taste swirled on his taste buds, constantly stimulating his brain. Although it was already midnight, he was extremely excited.
It was the same as after taking the medicine that day.
The end of fear is anger, the end of anger is madness. Maybe the Valentine who drank the medicine that day is the real Valentine after taking off the mask, but only he knows the answer.
Valentine transformed the dagger again and used the sharp edge of the dagger to cut the hemp rope back and forth. At the same time, he closed his eyes and mobilized the power in his body to let it flow in the direction of his brain.
After the appearance of clairvoyance, Valentin made a conjecture about his own Originium skills: Since the power of Originium skills acts on the eyes, allowing him to see the organs and circulatory systems in other people's bodies, what about the power of the Originium skills on the brain? ? What about the ears?
I am a medical warlock, and my medical spells are incredibly powerful. I can also observe other people's physical conditions. Does that mean I can feel everything about life? For example, hearing the heartbeat of others, controlling other people's hearts, or causing organ failure in others?
Even……
Directly erase other people's lives?
The product produced by the Immortal must be of the highest quality. The sharpness of the dagger was beyond Valentin's imagination. It cut the hemp rope as cleanly as a hot knife cutting through butter. Although the hemp rope binding his hands has been disconnected, Valentine is still immersed in the origin stone skills.
The humiliation he received in his previous life, the torture he suffered in his life on the Rhine, the fire that engulfed the sky when the city fell, the words those people said, and what that bastard did to him were constantly playing in Valentin's mind, over and over again. Again. The pain and humiliation continued to impact his spirit. Valentine's heartbeat became faster and faster, and the activity of the Originium Art in his body became higher and higher. Along with it, there was pain and pleasure like carpet bombing all over his body.
The corners of his mouth slowly cracked and even drew blood.
In the spiritual space, Valentine once again pushed open the door to the road to godhood. Only this time he didn't stop at the door, but took the first step on the road to becoming a god.
He raised his head and looked around, and all he saw was blood red.
