The huge sword penetrated deeply into the Patriot's body from behind, breaking through the huge body wrapped in Originium crystals like cutting through butter. The shield and halberd slipped from his hands and fell in front of Valentine. Dust rose up from the collision and splashed on the blood-spattered clothes, making him look as dilapidated and desolate as the surrounding ruins.
The black silk thread tightly wrapped the patriot's head, the pale bone mask was covered in shadow, and the bright red eyes like spotlights dimmed. The continuous source stone crystals seemed to have been drained of color at this moment. Valentine could clearly see that the originally dark yellow crystals were gradually turning gray, as if the Patriot had lost its vitality at this moment.
At this moment, in this picture of a warrior standing as tall as a mountain, only the Dushuang still shines with a faint bloody light. The sharp sword tip pierced the patriot's body and stopped not far from Valentine's eyes. He could even see his decorated face on it.
Is the battle over?
Valentine blinked and stared at the patriot in front of him. Several Rhode Island operators gathered around, still holding weapons in their hands and standing at a certain distance, wary of this huge monster.
But Bodrokast stood there, not moving or speaking, but not falling either.
Enduring the severe pain in his body, Valentine once again used his Origin Stone skills to peel off the thick armor on the Patriot's body one by one. He saw the strong heart, which was still beating, but at an extremely slow speed.
Valentin moved his gaze upwards, inserting his consciousness deep into the Patriot's brain, but could only see a tightly wrapped darkness. This time he learned the lesson and didn't go in deeper to find out. He just took a brief look at the outside and left, letting his consciousness return to his body.
Amiya is probably giving spiritual guidance to the Patriots, just like she just did to Rosemary. The deshuang thrown over did not directly penetrate the heart of the Wendigo, and it could be seen that they still wanted to keep him alive.
But at least now, Valentine can be sure of one fact.
The battle was really over. He had completed the task perfectly and no longer needed to be beaten.
"call……"
The burden that was pressed in his heart disappeared along with the breath he exhaled. Valentine lowered his head and his body began to tremble uncontrollably. Then with a pop, his legs weakened and he fell to the ground.
Valentin, who had just stood in front of the patriots with his head held high and his back straight, without any fear, seemed to have had his bones removed at this moment. His whole body turned into a pile of slime, and he collapsed on the ruins and gulped. He was breathing heavily and seemed unable to even move his legs.
The "bamboo pole" that originally supported his body and will disappeared together with the life of the patriot. Valentine changed from the super brave little dragon man who just watched death without blinking back to his usual somewhat decadent image. .
"It's so fucking exciting..."
Valentine felt scared when he thought about being beaten by the Patriots just now. With so much strength and such a sharp blade, how did he survive?
Even just after the battle, he couldn't remember the scene when he fought against the Patriots. Only the image of the shield hitting him and the words he had just said during the exchange of words remained in his mind.
It seemed that those bloody scenes had been erased by the brain's self-defense mechanism. Only the beating heart of a Taiko master and the soreness all over his body told him how intense the battle just now was.
Although he was the one getting beaten most of the time.
Speaking of getting beaten...
Valentine thought of something and raised his hand to touch his nose. In the second impact just now, his nose bone was broken directly as if he had been punched hard by someone. Although the bone was quickly reattached by his Origin Stone skills, he was still a little bit worried.
It's not that I'm afraid of any sequelae, but that my straight nose will collapse and never come back.
After all, whether the bridge of the nose is straight or not still affects the appearance.
After coming to another world and having a perfect appearance, he also began to pay attention to his appearance. Unlike in his previous life, he just washed his face and brushed his teeth and was done.
After all, he had an average appearance in his previous life. No matter how much he paid attention to his face, his appearance was always around sixty. It could only be lower, but it could not be improved.
The bloody index finger and thumb brushed the skin at the bridge of the nose and slowly traced down the hard bone. The unique roughness caused by the friction between blood and sand squeezed his fingers, but it did not cover up the curvature and lines of the bridge of his nose.
The feel is still the same as before, no change.
This is good news, at least I don't have to break the bridge of my nose and reattach it again. The pain that affects a specific organ is quite unbearable, such as the eyes, second brain, toes...
He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to do it.
But there must be someone who can help, such as the girl running towards him now.
"Xiao Wa!"
Somehow, Raphael changed from calling him by his first name to his current pet name of "Xiao Wa". When he first heard it, Valentin felt a little uncomfortable and felt that it was not calling him. But now he is used to this title and enjoys it.
The sound of rapid footsteps came from far away, accompanied by the concerned cry of an angel. Valentine raised his neck, which seemed to be supported by cartilage, and saw the familiar figure.
Although her halo and wings did not shine as usual, in Valentine's eyes at this time, he could only see this soft light.
ah……
very nice.
"Are you OK!"
Soft warmth replaced the hard and cold stone, pressing against Valentine's neck and back of his head. Those white and tender hands that he had never held before brushed against his face, wiping away the blood and sand that had stuck together. The movements were quick but extremely gentle.
Although Valentin was lying among the ruins of the wall at the moment, as long as he rested his head on Raphael's thigh, he felt like he was in heaven, and even the pain in his body had dissipated a lot...
"it's okay no problem……"
The corners of Valentine's mouth curled up, enjoying the pillow of Angel Sister's knees, and his voice softened.
Wait a moment.
I'm resting on Raphael's thigh now?
Then isn't she kneeling on a pile of rocks? ?
Valentine, immersed in the gentle land, suddenly realized this cruel fact. He suddenly raised his upper body like a spring, but he almost twisted his waist because of the excessive force. But this kind of pain is not serious, and it will be fine once the electric current passes, but he cannot accept letting the angel sister kneel on the gravel ground. Even if Raphael thinks it doesn't matter, he will feel uncomfortable inside.
A good girl like her should be pampered well and should not be aggrieved at all. Although Valentine cannot perform as well as the male protagonists in some novels now, he will try his best to develop in that direction.
Looking at the little dragon man who suddenly stood up and turned to look at him, several small question marks popped up next to Raphael's head. But she quickly reacted and shook her head slightly.
"You don't have to worry about me. I've been on the periphery just now and I wasn't harmed."
Raphael misunderstood what Valentin meant, but that was okay. It was just when he stood up that he remembered that he and other operators were fully armed when they went on missions. Their bodies were wrapped like rice dumplings, and they were well-wearing protection such as kneepads. They were not afraid at all. These rugged gravels.
The three-dimensional drawings filled with black silk skirts in the game gave Valentin, who had just experienced a bloody battle and was not very clear-headed, a wonderful misunderstanding. He naturally imagined the image of Raphael, who wears a white coat and long skirt every day. Substituted into the current battlefield.
It is absolutely fine to go to the battlefield like this in the game, but in reality no one would wear it like this. Safety is much more important than beauty.
"Ah, you're fine."
Valentine smiled awkwardly.
Yes, the knee pillow is gone.
He clapped his hands and slowly stood up with the help of Raphael, moving away from the wall where the Patriot was sitting on the edge of the ruins. After the Patriots were controlled by Amiya, there was no movement from the guerrillas on the outside. The shield guards who had been trying to intervene just now stood at a certain distance from the Rhode Island operators and watched them quietly, seeming to be waiting. What are you wearing?
They didn't dare to move, because the lives of the patriots were in Rhode Island's hands. Bodrokas wanted to kill Rhodes Island, but these people only made him lose his fighting ability. The heart was still beating and had not stopped, so the shield guards had no reason to attack.
Kelsey gave the order to rest in place, and Valentine was able to completely relax and take a good rest.
Physical fatigue is not a problem, Origin Stone skills can solve it. But the fatigue in my heart can only be relieved by rest.
A thin needle was inserted into the blood vessel of Valentine's upper arm, and the transparent inhibitor was slowly injected into his body. Different from his own rough injection technique just now, this injection was accurately inserted into the right place, and the injection speed was not so rough.
"How are you?"
A familiar voice rang in his ears. Valentin raised his head and saw Xing Yihuang's frowning face.
She has been assisting the warlock operators on the periphery to fight against the guerrillas and other integration movements, and the situation inside can only be roughly understood. Although Valentine's powerful medical spells were deeply rooted in people's hearts, when seeing him in such a mess, Xing Yihuang could not imagine how fierce the battle just was.
"I didn't hiss—"
Valentine forced out a smile, but before he could say a word, his smile turned into a crying face. Raphael glared at him and injected all the remaining inhibitors into his blood vessels to prevent this little dragon man who didn't know his priorities from moving around and getting the needle out.
…
Although Valentine's answer was interrupted by the pain, when she saw the exaggerated expression, she was sure that this guy was fine and she was just overly worried.
Raphael pulled out the needle and used tweezers to hold alcohol cotton to cover the eye of the needle to prevent blood from flowing out. Xing Yihuang sat on the other side of Valentine, took out an energy bar from his backpack and put it into his mouth to replenish the energy lost in the battle. The two girls' eyes never moved away from Valentine's face from the beginning. Their full care made the senior operators resting around them envious, and their mouths were filled with dog food.
"I miss my wife."
Silent leaned on the edge, stared at the three crazy guys in the corner, and bit into the energy bar in his hand. He chewed the oats and chocolate in his mouth, and small crumbs of food kept falling out of his mouth. The teeth and strength did not feel like eating biscuits, but more like biting a piece of raw meat with bloodshot eyes.
Fast frowned, raised his hand and gave his boyfriend a headache.
"What are you talking about? I'm right by your side!"
"I'm thinking of you two years ago, the you I just met."
Gudu.
After swallowing the food in his mouth, Fast drank a large amount of water for himself. He wiped away the crumbs of food from his mouth and stared at Raphael not far away, thinking of the good times.
"Back then, you were as gentle as she was. As long as I complained a little, you would come over and ask for help. You looked so cute that you wanted to be bullied."
"but……"
He looked away and saw Fast's face, which was so black that water dripped from his eyes.
"Now you are the only one who bullies me, oh oh oh oh..."
Along with the man's wailing, there was a pleasant slap in the ruins, and a woman's angry roar.
Clock sat aside and shook his head helplessly, the energy bar in his mouth becoming more bitter now.
Among all the senior operators present, there are only a few who do not have a significant other, and Clock is one of them. Except for those young monsters and old monsters who don’t know how old they are, it seems...
He was the only one left.
The interaction between Silent and Fast seemed to have calmed down everyone's nervousness. The senior operators who had been fighting hard just now started chatting. Some even submitted verbal applications for leave and salary increase to Noah on the spot. , but was stared back by Kelsey's cold eyes, and the air everywhere was filled with joy.
People who have been walking on the edge of death are more likely to seize the rare relaxation time on the battlefield. Fight with all your strength when fighting, and smile unabashedly when relaxing.
Who knows if I will be able to laugh again tomorrow?
Carpe diem, for yourself.
But accidents always like to come when people are most relaxed.
——————Patriot, come to life! ————————
"No."
A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, amidst the laughter. Everyone's expressions froze, and they all focused their attention on the monster who was still standing, looking at his face.
"--No."
The voice repeated it again for everyone to hear clearly. It was just a simple word, but it was as sharp as the halberd in the hand of a patriot, directly cutting through the black silk thread tightly wrapping the bone mask.
Those red eyes lit up again at this time, illuminating everyone's fear.
Almost instantly, Rhode Island once again entered a state of war readiness.
The Guards operators threw away the food and water in their hands, held their weapons in their hands, and pointed the tips and blades at the enemy in front of them. The sniper operator tightened the string in his hand and aimed arrows and explosives at the patriot's head, trying to give the opponent a fatal blow when he woke up.
Valentine raised his head like a conditioned reflex, and the fatigue in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the sharpness of sudden awakening. The blue thunder once again wrapped around his arms, and this riddled body was once again full of vitality at this moment, like a wilderness ushering in the spring breeze.
The pain that the Patriot inflicted on him has become a trigger. As long as Valentine hears that low and hoarse voice, he will ignore his physical condition and once again activate the Originium skills with all his strength until the monster is truly dead.
Everyone focused on the Patriot, looking at this huge monster and watching him slowly raise his drooped head.
"how come……"
Amiya looked at the broken thread and looked at her hand in surprise. Kelsey frowned, raised her arms to protect Noah behind her, and summoned Mon3tr to prepare for the coming impact.
"Hallucination."
Pure white mist as thick as milk spurted out from under the bone mask, and the endless Origin Stone crystals came to life again at this moment, making crackling sounds. A red mist appeared out of thin air and enveloped the huge body. The Rhode Island operators once again felt the pain they felt at the beginning.
Immediately afterwards, several thick electric currents flashed among everyone, and the nauseating feeling was relieved.
"Except for Valentine, Amiya, and Rosemary, all other operators retreated to a safe distance."
Noah issued the order.
"Warlock operators pay attention to the guerrilla shield guards. Once the opponent attacks, suppress them immediately and never give them a chance to take action."
Noisy but calm footsteps sounded in the ruins, and soon there were only a few people left here. Valentine moved to the vicinity of Mon3tr and provided medical support to the remaining operators in the safest place. Amiya did not retreat, and still stood behind the Patriot, controlling the thread behind her to wrap around him, but it was soon eroded by the red mist and disconnected.
"How could it be...I don't want illusions or comfort!"
More and more black threads were pulled apart. Valentine tried to use his own electric current to maintain the vitality of these threads, but it had no effect.
He has not yet reached such a deep level of enlightenment, and the power to maintain the vitality of Source Stone skills and creations is still beyond his reach.
"who is it……"
"Who led me to see... hallucination!"
Everyone heard the roar like a wild beast, and the anger wrapped in it, like a blazing fire.
"Why...why did Mr. Patriot...break away?"
This was an unbelievable fact for Amiya. Her Origin Stone skills have never met an opponent in the spiritual realm so far, and there is no one who can break free from its shackles.
But today, the first one appeared.
"I see."
Patriot heard Amiya's exclamation, and he slowly turned around, his movements heavy as if he were moving rocks. A pale bone mask appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and its bright red eyes stared at Amiya's petite body, seeming to burn her soul.
A patriot is a strong and stubborn warrior who never retreats or bows his head.
The mercy of his enemies was an insult to him.
"It's you...Custer, it's you."
"It turns out that you are...the successor."
He raised his heavy palm and slapped it hard on his chest. The sharp blade was squeezed out by the huge force, and the Dushuang fell to the ground, but there was no blood on it.
"Her Highness Theresia lied. It turns out...she has an heir."
"You are the devil."
Heir?
Theresia? ?
Demon King? ? ?
Where is this going? ? ? ?
Valentin was completely confused by the Patriot's remarks. Noah was not much better. Only Kelsey, who had always had a cold face, reacted.
"ah……!"
That face that always looked like a block of ice suddenly cracked when he heard the word Demon King. Kelsey opened her eyes wide and showed a surprised expression for the first time in Valentine's memory.
?
Don’t you know everything?
It turns out you can make other expressions too!
Compared to the sudden burst of information, Valentin felt that Kelsey's surprise was more unbelievable to him.
This directly subverted his deep-rooted impression of Kelsey.
"I died at the hands of...the Demon King."
The red eyes stared at Amiya and the black diamond behind her.
"How could I...?"
The patriot raised his hand and then lowered it.
"After all, I did not escape my fate."
…
Valentine felt that what he had been talking about for so long was in vain. This old stubborn didn't listen at all.
But if you think about it in detail, his statement that "fate never exists" also has many flaws.
Destiny is not all in people's hands and extends forward by choice. A person's origin, accidents encountered while growing up, and confusing luck are all things that cannot be controlled by multiple-choice questions. Sometimes, these things that cannot be changed can determine a person's path.
But this does not mean that fate can be resisted, because these things that force people to change directions have been decided long ago and cannot be changed at all.
Just like a person's origin, can you decide? Can you resist?
The Patriots' theory was wrong after all, and so was Valentine.
Moreover, Valentine himself knew that those words were not correct. He simply wanted to veto the patriots and veto the beliefs he fought for.
There are many ways to defeat the enemy, including not only defeating the body, but also destroying the will.
Not obviously enough, Valentine failed. If it weren't for the German doubles and rosemary, he might still be fighting and talking with the Patriots.
but……
Failed to escape fate?
Did he know that he would die in the hands of the "Devil King"?
He actually knew the person who killed him in advance?
This was something Valentin didn't expect. If this kind of thing can be known in advance, it is not impossible to resist fate.
"I heard that in the past, the monarch of Sarkarz gave visions and comfort as rewards."
"Their heroes can see majestic walls, or lost loved ones——"
"Countless warriors are fighting endlessly for this illusion."
Patriot's tone was serious, but Valentine's expression looked like he'd seen a ghost.
Vision and comfort as a reward?
Countless warriors fight endlessly for the illusion?
Why does it sound so familiar...
Could it be that the monarch of Sakaz is actually a big capitalist who knows magic? Have you been crazily squeezing the value of Sakaz citizens since ancient times?
However, considering the words "His Royal Highness" and "Successor", Kazdare should also be a feudal monarchy, so this is not surprising.
Isn't squeezing the value of ordinary people what the king or emperor of the feudal monarchy does every moment?
The red road in the world of Terra has a long way to go...
"I just, I just... Mr. Patriot, I don't want to... don't want to..."
Amiya explained hesitantly, but couldn't say a complete sentence. Valentine looked at her, remembering himself when he had faced Frost Star.
If I had wishfully resurrected Frost Star at that time...
Will she be as angry as the current patriots?
"...The end of your life... obviously shouldn't be so miserable!"
Yes, he is no longer miserable, and we are going to be miserable.
Valentin only found Amiya's idea unreasonable.
This deer-headed spirit is our enemy. He just wanted to kill all of us. He was completely merciless!
If he hadn't made a mistake in his judgment and hit me, would you still be able to stand here well now? Is it okay? The best case scenario is probably to open a ring, right?
Why do I feel like all the beatings I just received and the blood I shed were all in vain?
Haven't you heard the saying that compassion for the enemy is cruelty to oneself?
Valentine felt very uncomfortable, but he could only endure it. Things have already happened, what else can he do?
I can only pray that when the fight starts, the patriot can hit himself first like he did just now, and then let Rosemary give him a hard hit, the kind that hits the vital part directly.
"...I don't want, I don't want this to be your ending!"
Amiya must have shouted a few words with emotion just now. Valentin was thinking about how to fight with the Patriots to create opportunities for Rosemary, and he only heard these last words.
…
He began to think about whether he should continue to stay in Rhode Island.
If you don’t want this to be his ending, and he’s too stubborn to change, is there any other ending besides us being killed?
Amiya, can you consider other people's feelings? Not only the enemy's, but also the teammates'?
"Fuck you," these words made me feel like I was beaten like a fool in the battle just now. If you want him to change his mind, can't you just use your ability?
An inexplicable bitterness lingered in Valentine's heart. He laughed softly, and the lightning on his arm dimmed a little.
But Amiya did not notice Valentin's psychological changes, and her communication with the patriot continued.
"My ending..."
"How can my ending be given by someone else!"
Neither does mine.
Valentine clenched his fists, and the lightning flashed again.
"Hallucination? No! That's not the end!"
"If it's miserable, it's miserable. If it's stupid, it's stupid!"
The monster's angry roar echoed in the ruins. This was the first time Valentine affirmed the patriot's faith.
"This is my ending. It's the ending I... deserve."
This is the path you take, and you have to bear the consequences yourself. What does it mean to create an illusion?
After so many years of hard work, all he got in the end was pity from others?
Even bitter sweat, painful wounds, and heavy responsibilities are better than the illusory and meaningless hallucinations thrown at you at will by others!
"Your level of thinking has improved a lot."
Jiao Zhengyu sighed in appreciation in Valentine's mind and stopped making any sound. Valentine did not respond to him, still focusing on the enemy in front of him.
"Are you really capable of leaving here alive?"
"Do you really have the courage to step into the boundless wilderness?"
Amiya's ears perked up, her expression just now disappeared, and her whole person became that leader again.
“I can’t do this alone, but I’m not alone.”
This is what Valentin admires most about Amiya. Her leadership temperament is completely inconsistent with that childish face, but it is extremely real and awe-inspiring.
When can I have such a powerful aura?
"Maybe... all of this belongs to you."
"That... Integration Movement, tyrant, destiny... you... overthrow it yourself."
The atmosphere of just rolling up your sleeves and getting started suddenly changed, and turned into a tragic feeling of seniors entrusting juniors to complete their missions. Valentine felt like he was standing here like an idler, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.
To fight or not to fight?
I feel that what you are saying is not what people like me should listen to!
If you don’t fight me, I will retreat first. The more you know, the faster you will die!
Just when Valentine felt something was wrong and wanted to ask Noah to run away, a hurried and panicked voice suddenly sounded in Rhode Island's communication channel, with an emotion that was unfamiliar to everyone.
This was the first time Kelsey had acted so flustered in front of an operator, as if things had gone far beyond her expectations.
"Everyone!"
"No matter what he said, no matter what Bodrokas said!"
She deepened her voice.
"Don't believe a word of it!"
At this time, Wendigo suddenly spoke, and his hoarse voice seemed to spread throughout the central area.
"I saw that all the cities were devastated."
"I saw the source stones spread all over the earth."
"I see you, with the black crown on your head, turning thousands of lives into memories."
"I see the devil enslaving all species."
…
"ah……?"
Valentine was stunned.
"……What?"
Even patriots are in shock.
"Impossible...no..."
"Patriot! The prophecy is unbelievable! It's just the physiological residue of the Origin Stone's skills!"
Kelsey completely ignored her image and roared at the top of her lungs.
In the past, her appearance would have definitely attracted Valentine's attention, but now, all he could think about was the prophecy the Patriot just said.
I see you, with a black crown on your head, turning thousands of creatures into memories?
I see the devil enslaving all species? ?
The key is……
Is this a world filled with unscientific phenomena, magic, secrets and fantasy everywhere?
Valentin slowly turned his head, placed his gaze on the back of Amiya's head, and opened his eyes wide.
The turning point of this world suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, even if they were not prepared at all.
Amiya...
At this moment, the life or death of this little girl will have an indelible impact on the future. Her existence or not will determine the fate of the world.
Valentin looked at the petite figure and suddenly had the urge to pull out his pistol and shoot her.
Representing the power of death, the name of the Demon King, the successor of King Sakaz, and this prophecy spoken from the mouth of a pure-blooded Wendigo.
It’s unclear whether Amiya is the real villain Valentin, but she is definitely the person with the most secrets in the world of Terra.
If she died here today, maybe it would be over, maybe it would be even more chaotic.
Valentine is here to save the world, not to destroy it. As long as Amiya is alive, he will still have the opportunity to correct his mistakes in the coming years. But if Amiya dies...
"But I know...all the prophecies...have come true."
"I am also dying at the hands of the Demon King."
"Young Demon King, you..."
You will be the most terrible disaster on earth.
She must die!
Otherwise, this land will die!
"I can't let you live in this world."
The sound of the Origin Stone shattering reached everyone's ears. The huge monster stood in front of Amiya and stretched out his hand towards her.
"Amiya!"
"careful!"
The black giant blade swung at the Patriot's body, and Mon3tr rushed towards the monster. The blue lightning struck Amiya's body, trying to reverse her death when she suffered damage.
Valentine finally chose to side with Rhode Island.
But those huge hands, with indescribable power, would crush Amiya's head in an instant.
That was an injury that even his electricity couldn't heal.
Amiya raised her head and met those bright red eyes without taking a step back. The shadow of death struck her face blackened by gunpowder smoke. She did not move or shout, but simply looked directly into the patriot's eyes.
It was like wanting to look into his soul.
At the same time, the heavy black sword and the energy beam flashing with an unknown light quickly penetrated the giant's immortal body, but still failed to shake him at all.
Just when the patriot is about to crush the head of the girl in black...
The Wendigo's movements came to an abrupt halt.
Valentin looked at the back of Amiya's head, his raised arms frozen in the air.
He didn't know if others had seen it, but he saw it clearly...
A small black crown appeared out of thin air, floating on the girl's head.
Exactly the same as the prediction.
