For Valentine, death is not that hard to accept.
Whether it was Chen Yue from long ago or the little dragon man who had changed his appearance now, they were both very calm when meeting the God of Death.
You may have been afraid before, but that was just the pain caused by the fear of death. When Valentine truly became Valentine, he no longer had even the last bit of fear, and could even smile as he looked at the death scythe waving over.
Not only because of the courage brought by strong vitality, but also because of Jiao Zhengyu.
The artificial intelligence told him that there was something more terrifying than death.
Seeing the existence he cherished being destroyed, he was powerless to do anything.
Even the tears shed were so unnecessary.
Valentine, who had lived in confusion for twenty years, tasted the pain of regret mixed with countless bitterness for the first time.
In the wilderness under the setting sun, the thin boy clenched the knife in his hand, and his distorted face was reflected on the blade.
…
"Roar!"
A dragon's roar sounded in his ears, like thunder, interrupting his thoughts. Valentine only felt that his "ears" were buzzing, but he couldn't reach out to scratch them.
This voice should be the spirit behind him that he hasn't seen for a long time, the big blue flying dragon that has intelligence and is particularly arrogant.
Valentine's state at this time was the same as when he first experienced the world, turning into a ball of consciousness, floating aimlessly in the boundless darkness.
Too.
This is what the soul looks like when it loses its physical body.
As material beings, human beings have no idea how to live in the state of soul. If Jiao Zhengyu hadn't given him some previews, Valentine's current intelligence would have turned into a "smoke", constantly moving in and out of the void.
This guy……
You won't trick me, will you?
Valentine suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.
To be honest, he might understand Jiao Zhengyu. But for Jiu Zhengyu's true form, that artificial intelligence floating in the middle of nowhere in the universe, the only thing that can kill her is the "superior civilization" she calls it.
"Jiao Zhengyu?"
There is no sound, and the meaning that Valentine's consciousness wants to express echoes in the void.
And just when he was about to "call" the name for the second time, the situation suddenly changed.
The darkness that knew no boundaries suddenly came to life and compressed inward. The nothingness around Valentine seemed to turn into countless chains, binding his consciousness, making him unable to move.
Strong pressure flooded his consciousness, and Valentine only felt waves of nausea, like motion sickness.
His sense of direction was completely lost at this time, and he kept changing positions up and down. Floating in the darkness, he seemed to be spinning like a top, and was gradually pressed down to the size of a normal person.
Valentin promised that if he had the organ of "stomach" now, he would definitely be able to vomit out all the food he had eaten in the past three days.
I don't know how long it took, but the nausea didn't go away.
Maybe three seconds, maybe ten years.
But Valentine has adapted, at least there is no nausea at the beginning, and his attention has been attracted by other things.
He saw the light.
As dazzling as the sun, but flashing dark blue, a huge object constantly jumping with electric current.
The light almost blinded his eyes and at the same time it erupted with a deafening sound, just like...
"Dragon dragon?"
It seemed as if there was an electric current in his brain. With a flash of inspiration, Valentine suddenly understood what the bright and blind thing in front of him was.
"etc……"
Then, belatedly, he discovered that his hearing had returned.
And visual and tactile...
All the senses that normal people have have been restored, but they are still a little uncomfortable.
My eyes were still blurry, and my hands could only give back simple information like "touch something." I couldn't understand whether it was smooth or rough.
It's as if the part of the brain responsible for that part has become rusty. It's working hard at the moment, but it just can't turn fast.
"Roar."
This time the sound Valentine heard was no longer harsh, and he could understand the meaning of the roar.
'Um. '
A very simple response, neither intimate nor unfamiliar.
The boy who returned to his human form rubbed his eyes vigorously, erasing the blur, and his vision finally became clear.
Standing in front of him was the dark blue flying dragon.
Valentine looked at it blankly, raised his trembling hand to cover its slender neck.
The complex patterns on the rough scales conveyed an extremely delicate touch, awakening his long-lost memories.
Life on Terra, which I had almost forgotten after living in a different world for thousands of years, became extremely clear at this moment.
Alexander, Claudel, Valeria, Leonid...
Countless people's names lit up, and countless people's images once again appeared in Valentine's mind.
It seems like what happened and what was said happened yesterday.
"Ha ha……"
He gave a bitter smile, his eyes moist.
"I'm finally back."
The thunder on the flying dragon is still there, but the light is dimming a little at this moment.
It lowered its head, feeling the embrace of its other self, and gently rubbed its chin on Valentine's back, giving him silent comfort.
…
"Isn't it touching?"
In the distance, Jiao Zhengyu watched this long-awaited reunion and sighed softly.
The little fox lying in her arms glanced at the two dragons over there, then raised his head and looked at Jiao Zhengyu, his big eyes twinkling.
There are countless small crystal question marks hidden inside.
"call."
The girl smiled and rubbed its little head.
This fox doesn't know anything except that he has a very good master.
What a happy little cutie.
"The Angel of Holy Light is gone, and that flying dragon is a tsundere. I feel very lonely staying here."
She picked up the fox and rubbed its furry face.
"Why don't you come and accompany me."
?
Chen Le didn't understand what Jiao Zhengyu meant at all. It only felt that this person who was as good as his master seemed to be a little more dangerous.
But that sense of crisis only appeared for a moment.
Jiao Zhengyu smiled and scratched its chin. Looking at the little fox enjoying herself in her arms, an idea formed in her mind.
--------the other side--------
Probably all mammals don't know what it feels like to break out of their shell.
Because they don't have a "shell" when they are born.
Except Valentine.
The process of resurrection from the dead is similar to "birth", both realizing the creation of life from scratch.
When Valentine broke through the Originium shell covering himself, it was the moment he was born.
He used all his strength to finally break out a crack in the stone-tight shell. The lack of oxygen did not cause discomfort, but made him full of motivation and longed for the light and breeze outside.
It seemed as if I felt the resurrection of the Creator, and the forest came to life. Countless animals ran toward the central meadow and surrounded Valentine and his family.
Branches and flowers burst out of the ground, wrapped around the Origin Stone statue, and stretched into the cracked gap.
Some birds landed on the source stone and pecked at the source stone with their sharp beaks, as if they were pecking at a tree.
The animals with sharp teeth and long horns did not come forward, but just stayed on the periphery and watched quietly, howling from time to time.
Because they understand that their bodies are not as petite as birds, rushing forward may be helpful to Valentine, but it may be trouble for onlookers.
"Mom..."
Franka looked at the animals around her and sighed softly.
"Does your brother have a nickname called 'Simba'?"
She poked her partner next to her.
"No."
Razer turned his head and looked at Franka with doubts in his eyes.
"Then let's give him a nickname 'Simba' from now on."
This was a bit strange. Razer wanted to refute out of habit, but he noticed the animals surrounding the outside of the grass. In the end, he just opened his mouth and said nothing.
Because this time Franka didn’t have a mutter.
The two people who have been at odds for many years have rarely reached an agreement.
Xing Yihuang and Raphael didn't notice the small theater next to them. They kept staring at the trembling Origin Stone statue.
The three hearts are connected in a different world. At this time, they are more worried about the lover in front of them than before.
The branches are connected into a net, dotted with gorgeous petals and green leaves. Birds pecked at the gaps in the statue, and from time to time debris fell down and was submerged in the grass.
Finally, all the gaps connected together and fell apart.
Branches and flowers twined around Valentine's body, weaving him the most fresh and beautiful clothes in the world.
"ha……"
Valentine took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air flowing through his lungs.
The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, and the crisp sounds of birds and animals can be heard in my ears. All nature was cheering for his resurrection, which shook the hearts of the people and resounded throughout the heavens.
"Xiao Wa!"
Among the countless cheers, a girl's voice was extremely pleasant.
Valentine opened his eyes, and there was only a ball of holy light rushing towards him in his field of vision.
He leaned forward slightly and opened his arms.
"I returned……"
The angel and the flying dragon hugged each other tightly, but the boy's greetings came to an abrupt end.
A warm sweetness came from the lips, followed by unimaginable passion, as fierce as fire.
Valentine fell to the ground, closed his eyes, and wrapped his arms harder around Raphael's waist.
If there is anything to be said, all the affection that needs to be expressed is in the kiss.
