Minglun City.
It was already getting late, but the air was still filled with overwhelming rain and fog, making it so gray that it was difficult to see clearly from a little further away.
The most uncomfortable thing was that Anne did not have an umbrella at home, and her thin and tattered clothes could not block the humidity. She was worried that if she stayed in an open place for too long, she might get sick.
"Sister, please don't go, okay?"
Eight-year-old Blaise is extremely thin and not as strong as other children of the same age. However, he has a pair of big blue eyes, and a longing for life, with a trace of innocence.
I didn’t feel the hardship and helplessness of life.
"It's impossible not to go. If this continues, my sister won't be able to hold on any longer. These days, I feel that the smoke has penetrated into my bones, and my whole body is itching. I heard Uncle Sante say that it is white phosphorus, which is found in the match factory. The environment is too bad, and I shouldn’t have worked such hours. Look, my sister is very ugly now."
Annie bent down, hugged her brother, and smiled.
Her eyes were as bright as gems, but the flesh around her mouth had rotted and deformed, revealing red gum and white teeth.
The most poignant thing is that her jaw is also crooked, and the bones begin to grow diagonally to the left.
Just look at the upper half of the face, it is a girl as beautiful as an angel, look at the lower half of the face, not even the evil spirits crawling out of hell are so ugly.
"Sister, you are not ugly at all, you are still as beautiful as mother."
Blades hugged his sister and shed tears silently.
He has learned a lot of words from his sister these days, and he also secretly picked up old newspapers and went to the alcoholic convenience store owner to learn some reading and writing methods at the cost of listening to his bragging and telling stories.
Therefore, I gradually began to understand some truths.
My sister and her group of workers worked twelve or thirteen hours a day in a poisonous gas environment in exchange for a meager salary, which was just enough for the two siblings to live in this city.
Don't dare to leave early, don't dare to be late, or even dare to be lazy, because your money will be deducted.
Last time, my sister was very dizzy due to illness and went a little late. That day, the two siblings were hungry.
Because they have been working in the environment of white phosphorus smoke for a long time, my sister Anne and her group of female workers already have hundreds of people with crooked chins, exposed gums, and lower cheeks that have rotted into smelly flesh.
However, the factory owner never cared about it, and would beat him hard with a whip if he moved a little slowly.
Blades felt that the factory owner was as hateful as the Far Eastern devil.
No, more cruel than the devil from the Far East...
"Blaze, don't cry. Practice your reading and writing, memorize more words, and be a promising man in the future.
"
Anne's voice was still so gentle.
There was a gleam of hope in his eyes.
In Blaise's opinion, this is the most beautiful face in the world.
"Really, can our life get better? Can I have an extra piece of bread during lunch?" The child's emotions came and went quickly.
He thought about going to the grove in the afternoon to watch Uncle Grete practice his sword. He heard Grete say that he had participated in the Far East War. Although one of his legs was disabled, he had killed a lot of devils at that time.
'That Far Eastern Demon is so hateful, I also want to learn my skills and help the temple to kill the enemy. '
Blades secretly clenched his fists and thought, "Of course, I must make some achievements as soon as possible so that my sister will no longer work for that black-hearted boss."
Annie joins the team.
Blades followed behind...
He thought to himself that maybe his sister would not have to work for such long hours in the future, and would have more money to buy bread without going hungry.
Not far ahead, there is a huge unfinished statue, more than twenty meters high. It is a middle-aged man who is elegant and elegant, with his hair neatly combed back. It is the statue of William, the first mayor of the city. picture.
I heard from my sister that the wages their workers were fined were for the statue of Mr. William.
Blades took a sip at the tall statue and quickly followed the team. People around him were crowded, shouting...
The rain and fog had stopped at some point, and the sun was shining down on him, making him feel a soft warmth.
Under the radiance of the divine spirit.
Life is full of hope.
"Pa bang bang..."
A series of explosions rang in his ears.
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My sister is dead, no longer breathing...
"ah……"
Blades raised his head and screamed wildly. He saw the pearl at the tip of the temple, still emitting a holy and soft white light.
The statue of Mr. William in the distance is still so majestic.
"This is the kingdom of gods. If there is a devil, please destroy him."
Blades hugged his sister Annie's body that was getting colder and stiffer, with dull eyes and thought in his heart.
He thought again about the newspaper he saw at the drunkard grocery store owner's shop, and that scary-looking Far Eastern devil... If possible, he wanted to be such a person.
A little golden light drifted towards the other side of the ocean.
But Blaise didn't realize it at all.
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The statue in the square that has not yet been completed.
On the high scaffolding, a worker danced and screamed and fell down.
Thinking he was frightened by the gunfire, he couldn't stand still for a moment...
Waving his hands and feet, he broke the supports and shattered the bones... With a crashing sound, the entire statue began to slowly tilt and collapse downwards.
"ah……"
Another loud sound came.
The crowd below the statue ran wildly to avoid it.
But there was still a little girl in a lotus skirt, standing there at a loss as to what was going on.
boom……
The huge statue was broken in the middle, the head fell down, and the shadow fell, completely covering her small figure.
"Angel."
A woman next to her screamed with horror on her face.
The scream was ear-piercing, and before it even came to its end, it suddenly paused. The woman saw that in the shadows, a person had appeared next to Angel.
A tall man with hair that burned like the golden flames of the sun.
You can't tell how old this man is. He seems to be in his fifties or sixties, or in his twenties or thirties. His eyes are gentle and kind.
The granite that was as big as a round table was smashed down heavily, and fell with the roaring wind, but was gently held up by one of his palms, like holding up a white feather.
"Holy Spirit!"
Watching the man wave his arm, he threw the huge stone head of unknown weight more than ten meters away, hit the ground hard, and fell apart, causing the square to shake slightly again.
The middle-aged woman trembled all over, rushed up a few steps, knelt on the ground, and worshiped devoutly.
"The gods are with you."
The man smiled brightly, picked up the frightened little girl, gently stroked her wavy hair, and handed it to the middle-aged woman, "Take care of her, don't stay too far away."
"Yes, sir."
Although the man in front of him was covered in travel dust and his clothes were somewhat damaged, he had obviously traveled a long way.
But the woman did not dare to look down upon him at all, her eyes were full of awe.
She took the little girl, cried, laughed, and thanked her, and there was a burst of cheers from all around.
Even when gunshots were heard in the distance, no one paid attention to them.
"God loves the world. She is everywhere. Even if he sees a little girl in distress, he is all-knowing and all-powerful and can save her."
"Yes, Aunt Sri is a devout believer, and what she does is naturally seen by the gods."
"Angel is a blessed little girl. She will definitely be amazing when she grows up."
The people around him were praising him.
At this time, a young man with brown hair was heard making a discordant voice: "What kind of god is he? He is just a templar. He wants to win people's hearts and act to deceive stupid men and women."
The blond middle-aged man who was gradually walking away suddenly stopped and turned around.
Looking at the brown-haired young man, he smiled: "God loves the world and hates the devil. God says you are guilty."
Chi...
A strand of blond hair on his head fell without any wind and fluttered to his chest.
With a flick of his fingers, the hair turned into an invisible ripple, passing silently through the brow of the brown-haired young man.
Before the sarcastic smile on the young man's face completely faded away, his vision went dark, and he fell to the sky without breathing.
The hair broke through his skull and exploded with power, shattering the blood vessels and nerves in his brain.
"God so loved the world."
The blond middle-aged man put his right hand on his chest and bowed gracefully, not stopping this time. His feet just moved, and after a few steps, the figure had disappeared.
Amidst the noise and exclamations, no one noticed that he had been holding a newspaper in his left hand.
Printed on the newspaper page was a young man with short black hair and eyes as sharp as knives. The man stepped on the head with his foot, his aura was fierce and domineering, as if he was looking down on all living beings.
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Northwest frozen wasteland.
The cold wind blew like a knife.
The frost and snow rolled up, chilling people to the core.
However, the men and women here seemed not to be afraid of the cold. They walked bustling to the market town in groups of three and five.
tomato
"Quick, quick, today is the last day for Moros to escape from prison. It depends on whether he will be executed directly or break out of the prison?"
"Do you still have to think about it? He is a monster. I think it would be best if someone shoots him in a cage as soon as possible. Every time I see him, I tremble with fear, for fear that this person will rush out."
"Why rush? With such a big steel bar and chains tightly locked, even if he is stronger than a black bear, there is no way he can break out. Mr. Yin Wan has five hundred people under his command, and they are always holding weapons. Just stay on guard and fire at the slightest sign of movement, so there's no way to escape."
"It's a pity, it's a pity. I have never seen a fighter as strong as Moros. It's such a waste to execute him like this."
There was another person beside him who was feeling sorry.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw everyone around him, including men and women, looking at him strangely.
"What's wrong? What did I say wrong?"
"If you knew what Moros did, you wouldn't think so."
"What did you do?"
"He slaughtered three villages and more than 700 people. He also killed 300 Cossack cavalry with his bare hands. He fled for three days and three nights, leaving the Don River eagle with no shame. In the end, he took advantage of his hunger. With his belly in the sky, he gathered around the grove on the shores of Lake Baika, burned the trees, and stupefied him with anesthetic smoke."
"Tsk tsk..."
"hiss!"
There were countless soft calls all around.
"Didn't the master of the Palace Guard's Systemma come over? It's really a bit embarrassing to attack with guns and use anesthetic smoke."
As soon as these words came out, several strong and strong men all nodded.
This nation is very warlike and has a tough temperament. They are not too afraid of murderers, but have some respect in their hearts.
…
"what do you want?"
Moros's voice was hoarse, sounding like metal rubbing against each other, which made people's eardrums itchy and very uncomfortable.
"Go to Daqing Country and beat a man to death. If you can do it, the royal family will not only pardon your crime, but also hire you as a palace instructor and make you a viscount."
The young noble looked confident and calm, spoke unhurriedly, but had a majestic air of being able to make a decision with just one word.
"You are a smart man. If you were not forced to a dead end, you would not have exposed your abilities. Old Yin Wan is right to regard you as a cash cow, but he does not understand that warriors are wealth.
Seeing that you were injured, I just wanted to give up and execute you. It can only be said that his vision was too poor and he died unjustly.
Okay, that’s it for the small talk, do you choose life or death? "
Some choices are actually no choices.
Moros's eyes paused on the two heavy machine guns for a long time.
He felt that he could actually break through the chains and steel cages, and kill this young man. Even if the machine gun could hit him, he would not necessarily die immediately. There would still be time to kill these people.
perish together?
So why bother...
Porova and Xiaolia, I'm afraid they have fallen into their hands now. They didn't bring them over at this time. They probably wanted to save some face and didn't want to anger themselves, lest the matter would not be discussed.
Moros looked like a two-meter-three-meter beast. In fact, he was not a beast. He thought he was very smart, so he did not hesitate: "I promise, no matter who it is, he will be dead."
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Suburbs of Windy City.
Underground in District 32.
Here we have the strictest protection, the most advanced weapons, and the top experts.
Under the bright light, inside the glass shield, a humanoid creature covered with terrifying and ferocious hemorrhagic tumors lay quietly.
Countless instruments flashed with various numbers, the curves fluctuated violently, and tubes were connected to the skin of the humanoid creature. Let's call the black-red blood scab skin.
"It only takes two weeks for the bloodline to change from explicit to recessive. It can guarantee that his appearance will be restored, and he will still be able to retain that god-like power."
“Can this technology be promoted?”
"It seems not possible."
A young man wearing glasses smiled wryly.
"This man is very strange. His genetic fragments are 70% similar to that of a lizard. He looks like a human, but he is not. This is a biological miracle. If you want to study the secrets, within a short time, you may be able to No, we still need a large number of specimens..."
"Have you tested your combat power? Are you really the strongest among the same batch?"
"Yes, and he is much stronger. He can deal with a small army by himself. The most powerful thing is that his regeneration ability is extremely strong and he cannot be killed."
The young man with glasses pushed up the frame on his nose, his eyes were very enthusiastic.
"His head and heart were beaten to pieces, but they can still grow back. We still haven't figured out where his thinking system is, and he can still communicate normally."
"Well, that's him. Let him go to Qing Country... If we don't teach them a lesson, it will appear that our country has no one. We are still afraid of a yellow man. Isn't it a joke?"
…
The Federation of Will, Sealand, Grape Country, and the Three Kingdoms all mobilized.
Not only did they send out troops, but most importantly, they sent out powerful warriors.
Zhang Khun Na Thong's arrogant declaration has completely angered these countries.
Their contempt for the Daqing Kingdom and their confidence in the strength of their own country made these people unable to tolerate even the slightest stain in the history of diplomacy.
They all prepared their troops and the generals went first to the Far East.
But at this time, the former Prime Minister of Sakura Kingdom Itou was in a good mood.
Better than ever.
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