[I have forgotten the day I came into this world. ]
The dim shadows are gradually shrinking, and the frozen time resumes its flow again. The flame began to jump slowly, twisted like a poisonous snake, and stirred up the air on the top floor, turning into hot wind and sweeping over Valentine's face.
He stood at the edge with his head lowered, his eyes fixed on the bottom edge in the distance like a nail, with only the angel shining faintly in the shadows in his eyes.
In front of that beam of light, a foul-smelling darkness surged. Just like this rotten world, the right path is always stepped on by insidious and evil people, who also turn their ankles severely and inflict pain.
[But I still remember the day I first met her. ]
The blood had dried and stuck together, turning Valentine's clothes into thick lumps. But he didn't feel any inconvenience. He simply adjusted the center of his body and opened his arms, as if a feather fell from a high place.
For a moment, he felt like Ezio Auditore from the Apocalypse.
Electricity flashed across Valentine's fingertips, drawing blue straight lines in the air and rushing high into the sky. In the red world that only he could feel, countless vines and trees rushed out from the flames on the top of the tower, spreading their leaf buds and branches wantonly and following Valentine.
Above the blood-red sky, a dragon roared. Along with his roar, the world behind the door gradually became more colorful and slowly spread into reality.
In the wilderness outside the city, green is emerging.
[It was a year since I came to Qicheng, and it was a winter with heavy snow. ]
The shrinking speed of the shadow slowed down, as if to give Valentine enough time to think about the past. Jiao Zhengyu has always been very reliable at critical moments. Although the sentence "No one cares about you more than me" sounds ambiguous, it is an undoubted fact.
As long as some small conditions are met, or the source stone, or the agent's awakening, Jiao Zhengyu can give Valentine everything allowed in the rules of this mission, except love.
...even love.
Memories appeared in Valentine's mind frame by frame. He closed his eyes and felt the gentle pull of gravity. His spirit seemed to have traveled through time and space and returned to that cold snowy day again.
[Vera was still a willful little girl at that time, and she even wanted to find her friends on snowy days. ]
The image of truth appeared in his mind. Valentin looked at the Ursus girl who had always had a cold face, and the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc.
Although Vera's expressions and words during those two years were full of disgust for him, and she would smear Valentin's face with a thick book from time to time, he could feel that this little girl had no ill intentions and was just a little introverted and shy. Don't want to reveal your true feelings.
No matter how fierce or willful she was, this Ursus girl never thought about escaping from the villa. The book she used to smash herself was given to her by herself.
When she goes to the kitchen to look for food at midnight, if she encounters Vera who is also looking for food, this cute little girl will give herself some cookies.
Quite sweet.
[Thinking about it now, I should really thank her for her willfulness, otherwise Raphael would not break into his life. ]
The stubborn girl rushed into the heavy snow and did not come back. Valentine fell hard trying to find her. The funny-looking Vaifan boy slid all the way to the hospital entrance in the snow, but what he saw when he looked up was a golden light.
Valentin stared at the face that was so beautiful in his own eyes that he forgot everything in his mind. His heart was also enveloped in this shallow light, as if the sun had risen and there was no more darkness.
The angel smiled at him and held out his hand.
"Hello, Mr. Valentine, I am Raphael."
It seems destined.
"Hello, I, I am...Valentin."
Hidden among the stuttering words was a violently trembling heart.
[I have never believed in love at first sight. In my memory, it only exists in literary works that will never happen in reality. ]
[But that day, I stared at that beautiful smiling face and fell into a trance. Not even the coldness of the snowflakes could pull me back from my captivated spirit. ]
[I finally understand that you don’t believe in some things just because you haven’t experienced them. ]
Thinking about it now, there were really a lot of inexplicable things about that day's encounter.
Even though he clearly remembered that Raphael was only wearing a white coat at that time, with small specks of mud splattered on his black trouser legs, what he saw in his eyes was a different scene.
The gloomy sky was divided into two, and the sun appeared in the sky again, casting golden light but only shining on Raphael. The four pairs of small wings behind her slowly opened in the holy light, gradually getting bigger, and finally turned into wings floating behind her. Golden feathers kept appearing and floating from her feet, slowly Floating to the sky.
Raphael was no longer wearing a white coat, but a pure white robe. Valentin could see her delicate calves, and the curves of her muscles seemed to be rimmed with a light layer of gold. He wanted to touch them, but he resisted such rude behavior.
This is perfect art, and to touch it would be blasphemous.
In the past two years, Valentine had only seen this illusion-like scene once when he first saw it, and he would always remember this day with heavy snow.
[So beautiful, so beautiful...]
Valentin didn't know why the scene in his mind was different from what he saw with his eyes. He also knew that what he saw with his eyes was real, but in his heart he was more inclined to the imagined scene in his mind.
There is probably a God in this world, because an angel came to his side.
Perhaps this is why Raphael is so popular. No one will reject this mechanical deity-like beauty, even if they are atheists, their faith will tremble slightly when they see this angel.
What a blessing.
The shadow had shrunk to the bottom of the command tower, and Valentine also felt the cold wind blowing across his cheeks. He is already very close to the surface, and his speed is frightening. If there is no buffer below, the only result will be to cross again.
But he believed that he would not die and that the dragon would help him.
Normally, the spirit behind this arrogant and venomous person would definitely do a lot of damage to the owner who was seeking death at this time. Longmen would not say bad words, but he would spit out sweet scents, and he might even spray lightning on his face in the spiritual world.
But today the dragon was surprisingly quiet. He hovered high in the sky in the spiritual world, looking at the falling Valentine. He wanted to curse but couldn't, and the fire in his heart couldn't be ignited.
The spirit behind it is tied to its owner, and they can even share the same vision. At this moment, Feilong could also detect the extremely calm emotion that was almost overflowing in Valentine's heart, and the other party's physical condition was also clear to him.
But what else could he say? Yelling at a dying man, a man trying to protect the light in his heart?
The spirit behind him is always the spirit behind him. Even if he awakens his mind, he cannot be separated from his master. He has only one choice, which is to help Valentine burst out the most dazzling lightning before death.
Finally, he closed his eyes and rushed down into Valentine's body, leaving only a sigh.
Underneath the boy's calm mood is an increasingly turbulent whirlpool, and Valentine will unceremoniously unleash his anger on those bastards who try to take everything away.
Including himself.
The flying dragon rushed into Valentine's body and turned into countless electric lights surrounding him. Soon, these jumping currents were forcibly condensed by a force and flowed towards Valentine's back, forming a pair of huge wings, which were the same as those on his back.
The blue sun appeared in front of the control tower again, and its dazzling light attracted everyone's attention. Raphael felt something, turned to look behind him, and met the gaze coming from the thunder.
His eyes are still as beautiful as before, and they always appear when he is in danger. It's just that it's different from the passionate gaze of admiration she saw before. The look in Valentine's eyes now is something she has never seen before, looking at his family.
very nice.
Looking at Raphael who smiled at him, Valentin felt his eyes getting a little hot. His feet landed on the ground, and the thunder wings behind him spread out and turned into countless electric currents rushing toward his arms. As he sprinted, the ground around him made a crackling sound, looking like the God of Thunder in mythology.
[Raphael, Raphael. ]
The shadows had all dispersed, but the time that Valentin felt was still slow, slow enough that he could carefully see the surrounding environment, see the Sakaz mercenaries who had their eyes on him, and see La Phil slowly raised his arm and pointed at the guardian gun in front of him.
The wings behind her emitted a bright light, which was deeply imprinted in Valentine's heart.
[Who are you? ]
Raphael used to be like a self-propelled light source that could attract attention. As long as she appeared next to Valentin, the little dragon man would move his eyes involuntarily, so he was even frightened by Xing Yihuang.
Combined with the scene that he automatically imagined when he saw Raphael for the first time, Valentin has been doubting the true identity of the angel sister.
After all, charming people's hearts should be more related to devils, not angels.
Raphael's appearance was too coincidental, as if it was destined, as if someone behind the scenes arranged everything, including what was going to happen next, and her feelings for herself.
Xing Yihuang got involved with him under Jiao Zhengyu's arrangement, what about you?
Is it really just God's will?
[But that doesn’t matter. ]
Humans have reason and logic, but they are ultimately emotional creatures. Love can solve many problems many times, just like now.
Valentin no longer wants to worry about the fate behind Raphael. Since they are in love, they can stay together.
Even if it's only the last few minutes.
[I finally understand how I should view you. ]
[Not quite in time, but not too late either. ]
Just like the scene in Valentine's mind, the former Raphael was equivalent to the angel sent by God to save him in his eyes, and he was a believer of this angel.
Valentine has been living with her with a state of admiration. Even though their daily life seems very close, they both know that there is a gap between them. This is why he can keep his true identity despite so many hints. Heart reasons.
It's not just "responsibility", but more of "don't want to".
He has always been stubborn in his heart that Raphael is a perfect person. She should not be touched by him, and she should not get married and have children like ordinary people. Even falling in love is disrespectful to her.
It was like a beam of light shining into the darkness. Valentine, who had never seen such a pure beam of light, stood blankly next to the beam of light. He just raised his hand and lightly touched the outermost edge of the light before shrinking back. , squatting in the darkness and guarding it quietly.
He could enjoy the warmth brought by this light, or share this light with other people who have been living in darkness, but Valentine did not do these things, he just stood next to the light and regarded it as a "god" Worshiping, but still thinking about the warmth I felt when I first touched the light, constantly lingering on the edge.
Just like what he suddenly understood just now, "It turns out that I am such a selfish person."
Light longs to shine on the boy's body to bring him warmth and hope, but Valentine, who has always been affected by the cold and dampness of darkness, is affected by these two extreme feelings when he touches the gentle light, and has a strange feeling. This extreme emotion imprisoned Raphael by his side in disguise.
A PLAY that will be painful for both parties.
[Ah. ]
Thinking of his former self, Valentine just wanted to mock him severely.
But now, Chen Yue is dead, and the past Valentine has also disappeared in the flames. He looked at the girl who was getting closer to him, and a strange electric light shone in his hand.
Raphael in the illusion was very beautiful, as divine as a real angel, but for Valentine at this time, the angel sister he saw in his eyes was more beautiful.
Raphael doesn't look divine now. The only thing that can make people feel that aura is probably the small wings shining behind her and the halo above her head. But against the backdrop of these terrifying Sakaz mercenaries, even this remaining sense of holiness was lost in the rising dust.
The clothes she was wearing were no longer that white robe. The only thing that had something to do with white was the medical operator armband on her arm, but it was also splattered with blood, leaving only the shriveled red.
The thick Rhode Island standard protective clothing armed Raphael to the teeth. Valentin could not see her perfect figure, and only a dirty black combat uniform was in his field of vision.
Raphael's long golden hair was tied up and hidden in the helmet. The eggshell-shaped helmet even lowered the girl's appearance. Raphael's back was very beautiful, but now it was tiled. Lundin only felt that the girl not far away in front of him was no different from a soldier rolling through the mud of the battlefield.
Deafening gunshots came from the front, and Valentine even smelled the pungent smell emitted by the burning Source Stone base fire.
A bright yellow bullet casing fell to the ground, and it was still emitting white mist. An operator was knocked out by the Sakaz mercenary and hit Valentine, but his speed was not affected at all.
Valentine just raised his hand, and the huge thunder wings that had just disappeared appeared next to him again, dragging the operator who was knocked away and healing his injuries at the same time.
The door to the road to becoming a god was opened again, and Valentine was already standing in the spiritual world with full firepower. But he didn't focus on that magical environment, but kept staring at the back in front of him.
This is right...
That's right.
Raphael is not a goddess, she is just an ordinary Sakota, even if she was named a saint by Rutland.
But she still has her own feelings, and she can laugh, cry, and get angry. She is not the one who always smiles as she imagined. She also needs to eat and drink, have friends and loved ones of her own, make pranks when washing dishes, take care of her hair from time to time, and perform tasks for Rhode Island in exchange for wages.
The clothes on her body will be splashed with mud, and her face will be blackened by gunpowder smoke. She would also be injured and bleed, she would get angry and swear at her enemies, and she would also see the guy charging towards her smile with red eyes.
She has never been a goddess, she is an ordinary person, an ordinary girl who loves others and longs to be loved.
She has been waiting for herself.
Wait for that sentence.
Intense emotions were trembling in Valentin's body. His originally calm heart finally couldn't be suppressed at this time and set off a huge wave. The originally chaotic battlefield suddenly became quiet at this time. Everyone stopped and stood there, forgetting all the emotions in their hearts as if they were hypnotized, and stared blankly at everything in front of them.
The command tower disappeared, the ruins disappeared, and even the ground beneath their feet disappeared. There was only boundless darkness as far as the eye could see. But soon, something appeared in the darkness and attracted everyone's attention.
That is……
Is that dust?
The Rhode Island operators didn't know what words to use to describe the substances that suddenly appeared from the darkness. They looked like a cloud of smoke, constantly changing their shapes while expanding outward.
The color of this smoke also looks very strange and very beautiful. Countless bright colors collide with each other, blend into one, and envelope everyone present.
But the Rhode Island operators did not feel a sense of crisis about this strange smoke, and some of them were even fascinated by it. Raphael looked around at the "smoke" that suddenly enveloped him, and suddenly remembered something.
At that time, she was still a cute little girl wearing a nun's uniform. Her favorite thing to do every day, apart from going to the shooting range to feel the power of large-caliber firearms, was reading those weird books with Sister Gabriel.
Among a bunch of stories and strange stories, a book recording various strange portraits attracted the little girl's attention. She picked up the book and opened it. Inside was mist-like gas with different shapes and bright colors, dotted with dots of light.
"This is Nebula."
Gabriel noticed the confusion on the little girl's face, walked behind her and spoke softly.
"Existing high in the sky we have never explored."
That afternoon, in addition to the knowledge of Origin Stone skills, the little cutie had some more memories about the starry sky in her mind.
And what she saw at this moment was almost exactly the same as "Nebula".
In other words, it is the formation process of nebulae.
"A long time ago, the world we live in did not exist, and the sun did not take shape. There were only elementary particles colliding everywhere in the endless darkness."
Gabriel's voice appeared in Raphael's ears in the memory.
"After an unprecedented big explosion, these substances kept escaping outwards, and the mass of the universe continued to rise. The temperature began to decrease and cool down. Basic particles gradually condensed together to form atoms, nuclei, molecules and other substances. They recombined into gas and gradually condensed into nebulae."
"Nebulae are the cradle of galaxies. The mass of these materials gradually increases and turns into stars or planets, which are the stars we can see in the sky at night."
"Including the planet we live on."
"It's just that at the beginning, the planet was very desolate. There was no life, only stones and magma."
"Then how did we show up?"
Little cute Raphael snuggled into Gabriel's arms and asked the question in her mind.
"Thunder and lightning."
Gabriel said two very simple words and then began to explain.
"In the atmosphere of the primitive world, countless thunderbolts kept jumping, causing chemical reactions in the materials in the atmosphere, providing a material basis for the emergence of the first life."
Raphael stood on the desolate land, her eyes moved to the turbid sky, and blue thunder appeared in her eyes.
"This is……"
A blue light cut through the dim sky, like the sharpest sword in the world. Countless thunders appeared in everyone's eyes at this moment, like a group of demons dancing wildly, jumping and condensing towards the gap in the middle.
Above that sky, Valentine broke through the thick clouds, and countless thunderbolts hit him and wrapped around his body, dazzling like the sun. In his right hand, a thick and long thunder gun shone with strange light, containing unimaginable vitality. As the boy roared, it hit the ground with him like a meteorite, setting off a violent burst. The thunderstorm was magnificent.
The next moment, this desolate land was covered with green, and countless branches and buds sprouted out of the ground!
No element is more suitable to represent this piece of life than it, and no element can awaken this dying land!
This is the origin of life, the first thunder!
