"I will protect you until the end of my life, Doctor."
Kelsey's voice echoed in the huge underground space, as cold as a steel giant wrapped tightly with countless cables. Noah's hand gently pressed on the surface of the core of the sarcophagus, and the biting temperature was transmitted into his body through the metal covered with scratches and dust, bringing an unbearable coldness.
But Noah's hands were not harmed. The long-forgotten cold that was tightly wrapped in steel stabbed the still living heart, froze the flowing blood, rushed up to the brain along the coagulated blood vessels, and hit the heart that he had actively blocked. remember.
"But I won't stop hating you."
The thin black back was imprinted in the turquoise pupils. Kelsey stared at the dazzling white in front of her, and the past of the Tower of Babel emerged in her heart.
"I will not educate and criticize Rosemary because I am also afraid that I will not be able to help but retaliate against you."
The arms hang down, but the coldness remains. Noah's mind was shaking, as if something was about to come out. He turned around and met those eyes that did not hide his hatred. Several white shadows flashed in his field of vision, as fast as light.
"you……"
Similar scenes, similar words, different emotions and different times built bridges in the holes in his memory. The invisible force felt from the sarcophagus just hit the chain that closed the door to the truth, one after another, making Noah feel a little dizzy.
He shook his body slightly, trying to get his chaotic mental energy back on track. But the dizziness still didn't disappear, and the speed of the white shadow flashing became slower and slower, reaching a level that was enough for him to see clearly what was above.
The world in front of him seemed to crystallize. The core of the sarcophagus, the tangled cables, the dome and pipes made of metal and concrete... all turned into a polyhedron composed of countless smooth planes, moving slowly as if alive. But Noah couldn't see the shadows of himself and Kelsey on it, only the slightly flickering blue light.
A white shadow appeared next to Noah, as if a door had been opened, with a broken chain hanging from the door frame.
"You..." Kelsey frowned slightly as she looked at Noah, whose eyes suddenly became dull in front of her.
"Remember what?"
Noah heard this. Even though the whole world in his eyes had been turned upside down, Kelsey still looked the same, standing not far in front of him and talking.
But Noah has lost his voice. The world has deprived him of the right to speak. This person trapped in the whirlpool of memories can only move forward, step into the white door, and see clearly the memories that broke through the blockade in his mind.
This isn't the first time this has happened.
The white light swallowed up Noah's body, and he seemed to have traveled through time and space, returning to the place where all the stories began.
Something slipped into his chaotic thoughts.
…
The siren threatened to pierce his eardrums.
"The east has been completely occupied. I can't hear their voices anymore. It's as quiet as the deep sea. The cheers of the rebels echo in my soul, mixed with the sounds of their destruction. I want to isolate these noises, but to no avail. "
"Someone felt my strength, grabbed it, and forced me to continue listening to their cheers. I didn't feel noisy or angry, just a little sad."
A soft female voice appeared in Noah's ears, sounding a little sad. He frowned and searched through his memories, but found nothing but a white light.
The voice didn't end, it was still telling.
"It must be snowing heavily in the north now, right? They like these cold little things the most, and even change their souls. Every time someone leaves, it snows, and those who are still alive watch it slowly fall from the sky The elves bless him and wish him all the best in his rebirth."
"But after today, no one will be reborn. The snow will melt into water and flow into the earth, returning to our original home."
…
"Our friends in the sea chose to die with those people, but they failed. The resisters knew their habits and weaknesses very well. Our friends turned into their most fearful appearance and were expelled into the deep sea. I can even feel it. To the rage burning in their hearts.”
"This is not good. They will become irrational monsters. If one day we take back the world again, they will have no choice but to stay in the deep sea and live forever in madness."
…
The girl wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by a violent explosion. After a sudden tremor, Noah felt himself being dragged by someone and running as fast as he could in a translucent corridor.
Noah could feel that this was a corridor, and he could also feel the general surroundings. But when he wanted to see everything clearly, the white light in front of him became obvious and covered everything.
The sound of violent breathing mixed with hurried footsteps echoed in Noah's ears, and occasionally there were several violent explosions in the distance. There seemed to be many people outside the corridor, laughing and shouting. These sounds penetrated Noah's ears, but he could only hear the infinite malice contained in them.
"The last line of defense has been breached. I thought those angels could hold it off for a while."
"They did rebel, although I'm not surprised."
The run ended, and Noah felt as if he had stopped in front of some huge machine. The legs supporting his body suddenly softened as if the bones had been removed, but he did not fall. The girl who had been holding him hugged him again.
"Even our most trusted friend has left, who can we rely on now?"
Noah felt like he was being put into the cold instrument, and his sudden tiredness interfered with his originally clear consciousness. The girl's voice seemed to be covered with a veil, and Noah could hear her talking, but he didn't know what she was talking about.
This scene was all too familiar to him. However, no matter how much Noah wanted to pierce the veil covering his memory, all efforts in thinking were in vain.
Until that voice sounded.
"...Abel."
who?
Abel?
Is this my real name?
"I didn't expect that I would be the one who doesn't want to let go now."
The white light dispersed, and "Abel" saw the woman who put herself into the sarcophagus and held her left hand tightly. She looked like a researcher at a scientific research institution, wearing the white coat he was so familiar with.
It seems that Kelsey often wears the same clothes when she works in the medical department.
But unlike Kelsey's face, which was always covered in frost, the woman holding his hand looked as gentle as a marshmallow. There seemed to be a pool of clear water hidden in those lavender eyes, which were filled with her love as sweet as honey.
"I have to do this. This is the only way I can keep you alive."
What was clear to "Abel" was the pain in his body. This pain ran through his whole body, not only in his body, but also in his soul.
The physical wounds were bearable, but the pain in the mind was unbearable. Noah felt like a bomb was stuffed into his skull, and the surface was still on fire. The flames licked his cerebral cortex, blood and brain matter were flowing in the thick smoke, and the fuse soaked in it was burning slowly. It was unknown when it would burn out and explode, killing both of them.
"...Ah, Abel...if this continues, we will have no chance to meet again."
Warmth came from his left hand, but it could not dilute the chill in Noah's heart when he heard these words.
He knew very well that this woman was very important to him, even if he couldn't remember who she was now.
"I can't. I won't accept this. I won't give up."
"Abel, I believe that the connection between us will transcend time and space."
"Even if the oceans boil and the atmosphere disappears, even if our satellites fall into the vortex of gravity one after another, even if our sun expands ferociously and mercilessly eats its children until all is silent..."
"We can also meet again."
Really?
Although the hands holding him at this moment are so real, Noah also understands that these are just fragments of the past, and he and this woman are in nothingness.
"At the end of civilization decorated with darkness and starry light, we will definitely meet again, for sure."
"I will wait for that day, I will definitely wait for that day."
"Wait for me, and you have to wait for me too."
The explosion in his memory was close at hand, and the enemy was outside the door, advancing in the corridor they ran through. This time, he could hear the noisy sounds outside without using the power of his soul. The woman squeezed Noah's hand tightly and left her last words.
"Abel, don't forget me."
The memory was shattered, and the white light fell in front of Noah's eyes again, gradually fading. The pain he felt when he was lying in the sarcophagus faded away like a tide, replaced by a slight feeling of dizziness and confusion.
The door disappeared and the surrounding environment returned to its original state. Kelsey stood in front of Noah and raised her hand as if she wanted to touch his forehead. However, when she saw the bright light gradually appearing in the other person's eyes, she put her hand down and took a step back to keep a polite distance.
"PhD?"
It was a familiar voice, but Noah didn't feel reassured. The newly shattered memories gradually condensed into shape, and a name emerged in his mind.
"Puri...Seth...?"
When he said this name, the entire core area seemed to calm down, and you could hear a needle drop. Kelsey stared at Noah in front of her, the surprise on her face reflected in her bright red eyes, which remained unchanged for a long time.
"Kelsey."
"Who is Precious?"
——————Control Tower————————
The decapitation team moved forward faster than planned. They were like a shining meteor streaking across the dark night sky inside the control tower. They arrived at Tallulah without encountering any decent resistance, wrapped in lightning. in front of the door.
Of course, this was all thanks to a certain extremely angry dragon man. His appearance directly caused Kelsey to change most of the plans for this operation, making it easier for the decapitation team to advance, and also made other operators in the team look at him with admiration.
Not only because of its unparalleled medical magic and invincible sword, but also...
"Here! Master! Climb!"
Three sonorous and powerful words, three flying Sakaz mercenaries, and a door that was beaten back to its factory state. After the three unlucky black men hit the wall and passed out, a demon with electric light all over his body rushed out from the corridor. He looked around with a sword in his hand that was splattered with blood, as if waiting for a new one. The arrival of the enemy.
But until all the decapitation teams that he had thrown away reached this level, Valentine did not see an enemy in his field of vision. Only thick white smoke emerged from countless gaps, dyeing the air extremely choking.
He coughed twice, spat to the side, and spit out the blood in his mouth. This should be the floor without troops deployed as Amiya said, which also means that they are very close to Tallulah. The thick smoke and the somewhat hot temperature are the best proof.
But even here, they didn't see Officer Chen. The girl who missed her sister might have been confronting Tallulah face to face with Chixiao. Valentin could only hope that she had not been eliminated by Drak's flames at this time.
After all, the traces that Officer Chen left along the way were not good. She must be in a very bad state at this time. Even with the help of "Dragon-Slaying Sword" Chi Xiao, she may not be able to protect herself.
But before saving her, save yourself first. Amiya has given the order to rest, and Valentin can just relax. If he continued to charge all the way up like this, he would have to turn into a large lump of Originite crystals first.
The hallucination that occurred when he assassinated Wang Tianyan appeared in Valentine's eyes again at this moment, but the content was not as disgusting as before, but the people and objects in his field of vision were covered with a layer of blood, which made his eyes hurt. He opened his backpack that was splattered with blood, took out an inhibitor and stabbed it in his neck, then walked to the wall with his two-handed sword.
There are quite a lot of inhibitors, and they should be able to be used until the end of the mission.
It's just that at first Valentin thought these inhibitors were for his teammates, but now he uses them all...
Yes, after all, I am a heavily equipped medical pioneer, doing the work of four professions by myself.
Throwing aside the arrow stuck in his chest and Sora's inhibitor, Valentine put down the two-handed sword in his hand, slowly sat on the ground and rested against the wall. A clicking sound like a machine falling apart came from his body, but he didn't feel any pain, only comfort.
When a string that has been tightened for a long time suddenly relaxes, the pressure will be released like an avalanche. At this time, Valentine is enjoying this pleasure as if it has been wiped off the selu.
Gan, it would be nice to have two skewers of mutton on hand at this time, along with a bottle of beer, preferably Snowflake, the kind that braves the world when there is an avalanche.
Absolutely awesome.
He needed to relieve his long-stressed spirit and his wildly beating heart. The assault battle just now was so exciting. It was the best battle he had ever experienced since he came to this world. Not only did it feel good to cut the grass, but he also felt good to be beaten.
Every time De Shuang swings, a line of blood will be drawn in the air, and every charge of Valentine will be met with a fierce counterattack from the enemy. Explosives, arrows, machetes...all the things that could cause damage were directed at the glowing little dragon man, causing scars one after another. Then the lightning flashed and returned to normal, and the enemy was gone.
After all, no one would treat their wounds.
"How are you?"
A familiar voice sounded in his ears. Valentine was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and smiled at the girl in front of him. Compared to Valentine, who had turned into a bloody man, Xing Yihuang's condition looked much better, and there wasn't much blood on his thick gloves.
She and the heavy-armed operator were supposed to be at the front, but as a result, the little dragon man went crazy and pushed her to the back, and the task became a last-ditch attack. However, Xing Yihuang didn't feel uncomfortable, she was just worried about Valentine's safety.
After getting along with him for nearly three years, Xing Yihuang knew very well this guy's nature and how powerful his Origin Stone skills were. She was more worried about the little dragon man's mental health than Valentine's physical condition.
When Valentine rushed forward with his sword covered in blood, Xing Yihuang, who stared at his back, felt like he saw a devil. Not just for his skills, but for the laughs and roars he lets out as he charges at his enemies.
This made Xing Yihuang feel that his mental condition was a bit unstable and that he might need to see a psychiatrist after the mission. She had heard that people who participated in wars for a long time would suffer from a serious mental illness. Although Valentine did not participate in many battles, she still needed to be careful and nip it in the bud.
But Valentin didn't see the worry in Xing Yihuang's eyes. He just smiled and glanced at the relatively clean face. His eyes were no different from when he saw Xing Yihuang in the cheongsam, very aggressive.
The inhibitor took effect, and the blood color covering the bodies of others disappeared. Valentin could clearly see every detail on the face of the girl who had been with him for three years. The bloodshot eyes that filled the whites of her eyes had not faded at all. His eyes looked like a hungry wolf.
Hey, woman...
Women too.
When the voice in his heart said these two rather dangerous words, Valentine suddenly understood what kind of situation he had just fallen into. He shook his head vigorously, throwing all the strange thoughts behind him. He looked at Xing Yihuang who was squatting down and tightened the expression on his face, trying to make himself look calmer.
Although the blood on his face looks scary on its own.
"What's wrong?"
Black pupils, black hair, and a caring voice with a cooler tone, all told him that the girl in front of him was the Xing Yihuang he was very familiar with. Valentine sniffed, raised his hand to wipe away the sticky blood on his face, and spoke in a light voice.
"Huh? I'm fine. I'm just a little tired."
…
A bit too much, he thought.
"Really?"
Xing Yihuang naturally didn't believe it. In front of professional hunters, this poor disguise was as outrageous as a black bear hiding in the snow in winter.
"Okay, maybe I'm too stressed after this battle and need something warm and soft to relax."
What's a man's favorite thing?
**, **, ***!
Valentin misses Raphael's broad mind very much now. Every time he is hugged by the angel sister, he forgets his troubles. He just wants to close his eyes in the warmth and sleep forever.
But it's a pity that Raphael was sent to the stronghold downstairs by Amiya to resist the possible reinforcements from the integration movement. He was no longer around. Xing Yihuang was in front of him...
He glanced at the protective suit that was as hard as steel on the girl's body and yawned.
Putting aside his blood-stained body, whether he was willing to let this sister hug him or not, what he felt when he put the protective suit on was not warmth, but a steel plate.
Sure enough, the second dimension is better. The little brothers and sisters all wear black silk skirts and T-shirts on the battlefield, but in reality they turn into cold and hard protective clothing and armor.
Xing Yihuang understood the meaning of Valentine's words. After all, she had been cared for by Raphael before, but at this time she could not take off her protective clothing and give him a loving hug because the rest time was very short. There's going to be a fight soon.
Even if he could take it off, Xing Yihuang might not have the shame to hug this guy in front of a group of people...
Not even if they all looked away tacitly.
However, there is no way out.
puff.
Xing Yihuang took off his gloves, covered Valentine's head with his right hand, and gently stroked his hair. The blood-stained silver hair passed between her fingers and was a little sticky, but Xing Yihuang did not feel uncomfortable and still gently stroked the little dragon's head, acting like a mother comforting her son.
This sudden concern startled Valentin. He stared blankly at the girl squatting in front of him, his blood-red eyes staring at her face, as if he was attracted by the slowly rising curve of her mouth. For a long time Cannot be removed.
The body that had just been completely relaxed tensed up the moment the girl touched her hair, but Valentine did not straighten up, he stopped his movements abruptly. At this time, with Xing Yihuang's gentle touch, the body that had just become tense relaxed again, and was even softer than at the beginning. Valentin felt that he was gradually melting in her movements, slowly dissolving into In that sudden warmth, it seemed that it would never be the same again.
Girls and boys, warriors and doctors, tenderness and passion. Rhode Island's elite operators stood in the distance and quietly watched the couple immersed in their own world, regretting why they didn't bring a camera with them. If this scene is photographed, it will definitely get a good place in the "love" theme photography competition.
I am afraid that even Xing Yihuang himself could not have imagined that she would show doting and tenderness like Raphael, and it would appear in her expression and eyes for everyone to see clearly. Valentin was also a little surprised that this girl who had always been so tough could be so gentle. Originally, he thought that what was waiting for him was just a warm "Thank you", but he didn't expect that it was a head-butt kill that was as lethal as facial cleanser.
No, this is Xing Yihuang's head-touching attack. It's the head-touching attack of this girl who is as tough as D32 steel. Its lethality is definitely more than any other way to show love.
Damn it, is this still the Xing Yihuang I know? It's okay if you drool while sleeping, you can't control it after all, but now...
She was smiling and touching my head. Am I dreaming? Isn’t this a fantasy weaved by Amiya? ?
I feel like I'm in heaven!
At this moment, Valentine just wanted to let time stop at this moment forever, and let this tender Xing Yihuang, who had never appeared before, always be by his side and never leave.
But it was a pity that Jiao Zhengyu, who had spiritual space, did not come, and Amiya's words appeared in the communication channel of the beheading team.
"Everyone, this is enough."
Amiya's voice instantly woke up Xing Yihuang, who was overflowing with love, and also made her understand the situation she was in at this time. A faint blush appeared on the hard-core girl's face. She awkwardly and politely put on her gloves, stood up and stood aside, but still beside Valentine.
"We can't help, can we?"
A senior operator watched Amiya spread her hands. No one noticed the awkward two people outside, which made them feel a little more at ease.
"Ahem, I can help."
Valentine raised his hand.
"I also have a score to settle with Tallulah."
Just kidding, how could a BUG-level medical operator miss such a decisive battle? He's not afraid of Tallulah's fire, right?
And now my Origin Stone skills can even protect the clothes on my body, so I won't be burned to death by a ball of fire like last time.
"Mr. Valentine... of course." Amiya looked serious: "Others..."
"I also need to go."
Rosemary grabbed Amiya's clothes.
"Rosemary..." This made Amiya a little difficult to handle. In the original plan, Rosemary was responsible for identifying the dangers encountered when entering the command tower. However, this job was taken away by Valentine, and the job of last-ditch damage was also given to Xing Yihuang. Rosemary ran away with nothing on. Lu Lulu didn't use his weapons much...
"It doesn't matter, you have to believe in my Origin Stone skills."
Valentin walked up to Amiya holding a two-handed sword.
"You also know that I have fought against Tallulah, and I am very aware of her danger."
"But I am different now from before. I can still protect a few people from Tallulah's attack. You saw what happened along the way just now."
He smiled, his blood-stained face looking a little creepy.
"It's absolutely no problem to keep four people at full capacity."
The premise is that there is a sufficient supply of inhibitors.
He didn't say this. After all, there were still a lot of inhibitors in his backpack, and he didn't want Amiya to worry. And if Rhode Island really went up to three, including Officer Chen, it would be four. Valentin didn't believe that Tallulah could survive the attack of these four people until she ran out of inhibitors.
"Okay, Mr. Valentine, and Miss Long, follow me to the top."
Amiya held Rosemary's hand.
"Rosemary, I can't guarantee your mental stability during the battle with Tallulah, so you can't go, stay outside and be our back-up, okay?"
The words were firm, and Rosemary could see Amiya's attitude. She murmured, and finally let go of Amiya's hand, all she said was "take care."
"Come on, Amiya."
The senior operators sent their blessings to the three Amiyas and turned to leave.
"Now, it's up to us." Amiya pushed open the upward door.
"And Officer Chen."
Tallulah was waiting for them up there, waiting for the final battle.
Orange-red flames appeared in Amiya's eyes, and the smoke became thicker and thicker. The two people standing in the fire on the terrace not far away also saw them. The tyrant of the integration movement raised the sword in his hand.
But Rhode Island was undaunted.
The infected never lose.
