Following the provocative live broadcast of the shooting in the street, Huang Mao recorded a video again, directly tore off the identity of the third savior and rubbed him on the ground, and then continued to provoke the Holy See and European gods, arrogant and arrogant, causing public anger.
It should be noted that Vatican Vatican believers are all over the world. Jehovah’s believers are the largest in the world, and they are also the most devout and crazy. That night, some believers gathered to call on Huangmao to punish Huangmao, forcing Huaxia to cut Huangmao, or isolate other countries.
Devotees take to the streets to demonstrate: kill those who are disrespectful, blasphemous, and defiant to the gods.
Kill those who have fallen by the temptation of the devil.
Kill yellow hair.
European countries were forced by the pressure of the people and the Holy See, and Cen Jin committed the crime of killing and executing more than ten people in public. Even if he did not anger the believers and the Holy See, he also violated international law. Therefore, Germany took the lead in issuing the Red Wanted Order, which is the most wanted in the world. make.
Radio, television and online news broadcast red notices: no matter which country the criminals live in, the local police have the right to organize arrests, bring them to justice or execute them on the spot.
The lady on the TV news program loudly read out the conclusion of the red notice, and was turned off the next second. The witch Tia turned around and said disapprovingly, "You made a big noise."
Cen Jin sat on the window sill and watched the light rain outside, fiddling with the grass leaves growing out of the window cracks, and said without looking back, "Isn't that what you witches meant?"
Tia: "That's a test for you. If you see the evil deeds of that group of people and you are still indifferent, and even the angels above your head dare not fight, it is not worthy of all our witches to follow. But we didn't expect you to broadcast live. , Anyone with a normal IQ should know that the current situation is not conducive to the camp that resists the gods, it is best to keep a low profile, who knows that you will be known to everyone."
"Oh~~" Cen Jin made a clear statement and said, "Witches are the camp that resists the gods in Europe. I thought you both chose the savior and worshipped the gods."
Tia held her forehead: "Smart people don't say anything else, Yulia told you that the savior will kill the gods and replace them. We choose the savior, and naturally it is the camp that resists the gods.
But if you think about it, it's not all bad that you're being advertised, and it's good for our plan to replace the gods. "
"Don't keep talking to yourself, dear witch, I can cancel our unreliable cooperation at any time, if you still test me inexplicably like this time."
"You passed the witch's test. You are the only savior and new god that the witches are desperate to follow." Tia took out a thick cowhide book from the wall, held it in front of Cen Jin respectfully, knelt down on one knee, raised Over the head: "Offer the "Witch's Hammer" and offer the loyalty of all the witches, you will be the king who will lead us to win the war."
Cen Jin: "What about other high-quality stocks?"
"Throwed."
Cen Jin: "How many witches are there?"
"The number of registered witches is 3,000, plus Ursula's 110,000." Tia raised her head and said, "A total of 140,000 witches."
Cen Jin held "The Witch's Hammer" and found that the cover felt too smooth to touch. When he opened the pages, he found that each piece of paper was as thin as a cicada's wing, delicate and smooth. After rubbing it repeatedly for a while, a light suddenly flashed in his mind: "This is human skin."
Tia nodded: "The real "Witch's Hammer" is that Ursula's 110,000 witches used magic to peel off a piece of skin from their bodies and sew them into this sinful book, cursing everyone who persecutes women and persecutes the weak. 'Father'."
So the first "Witch's Hammer" before, the idea of imprisoning the souls of persecuted women is false, a lie woven by Tia and Yulia to deceive Huang Mao.
"110,000 witches also lied to me to suppress hell?"
"The strength is real." Tia looked up and said, "This book is a medium for you and the witches to communicate. Ursula took away 110,000 witches and was willing to step into the conspiracy set by the Holy See, she had already thought about it. Today, hundreds of years later, everything is expected by the legendary witch and prophet.
Legendary witches made "Witch's Hammer" from the skins of witches, and hid the most powerful summoning formation. "
"How to send?"
"The names of the witches are written on each piece of human skin, and they can be summoned just by reciting their names."
"I can't call the names of more than 10,000 people from morning to night?" Cen Jin turned to the first page and called out in English, "Ursula."
The wind and drizzle in the air suddenly paused for milliseconds. Ordinary people couldn't notice it at all, and even Tia couldn't feel it, but Cen Jin was particularly sensitive to changes in time and space, and he sensed it almost instantly. direction of the door.
Tia didn't know why, and turned around in surprise, but saw that the wooden door was motionless.
The next moment, the doorknob was twisted visibly, the lights flickered, the filament made a small sound of being burned, black and red flames jumped out from the cracks in the floor, and there was an inexplicable strong wind in the house.
Ominous omens flooded the house, and Tia was frightened.
With a click, the wooden door was pushed open from the outside to the inside, and a female general who was charred black, covered with fiery lines, wearing medieval cavalry armor and holding a heavy lance walked in with her head held high and stopped in front of Huang Mao.
Tia unconsciously gave way and stared blankly at the 'war goddess' who was called from hell.
The female general put one hand on her chest, leaned forward slightly, her voice became hoarse after inhaling too much smoke: "The witch is above, Ursula has seen your lord."
"Hello." Huang Mao slowly looked at the female general's appearance and asked the question that he cared most about: "Can you respond to all calls? I don't want to ask the enemy to give me a day when the war starts, and let me read them one by one. your names."
"Don't worry, you only need to summon Ursula, and I will lead the army to help you."
"Because the relationship between my friendship and cooperation with the Holy See has been broken, someone needs to remove the ghost train's time-space repetition. Yulia said you can solve it, and I need your help."
"You can go now, my lord."
"We are just a cooperative relationship, there is no distinction between superior and inferior, just call me Cen Jin."
"Okay." Ursula looked up at Cen Jin, her eyes fell on his still wet hair: "Yellow hair."
"… "
Not much hurt, highly insulting.
Frank brought Yulia to Bayne State to meet with Cen Jin and Tia. When he saw Huang Mao, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said, "Brother, you are too strong. Now all of Europe is chasing you."
Cen Jin: "Don't talk about that, do you still have hair dye?"
Frank took out his backpack and threw it on the table, and dropped a pile of fake documents and vanity boxes: "It's useless to dye your hair now, your face is thrown on the streets, basically every passerby can remember you, not to mention hate you. Believers who hate it so much... Damn you, Huang Mao, you are really reckless. Now all sect + Protestant believers share the same hatred and hate you.
You used to take a train with black hair and appeared on the streets of the city. The image captured by the surveillance video was posted on the Internet, and some internal personnel in some departments took the lead in searching for you.
If it were an ordinary person, he would be hunted down by the whole world and society, and his life would be long overdue. "
Yulia picked up the vanity box and said, "These are fake documents to travel freely in European countries. By the way, you can't have plastic surgery, you can only make up."
Cen Jin shrank back when the door opened, and Ding Baiqing, who had been out for a long time, came back with a few shopping bags.
"What did you buy?"
"Wigs and various styles of clothing."
Ding Baiqing sat down, crossed his chin with his hands and stared at Cen Jin. The latter opened the shopping bag and pulled out a bunch of wigs of various lengths and colors. As for clothes, there are indeed various styles, but they look like they are from a movie. A character from a play or animation.
Huang Mao stiffened his neck and stared at Ding Baiqing: "You feel your conscience and tell me, are you taking the opportunity to satisfy that shameful dark hobby?"
Ding Baiqing: "I didn't buy bunny girl or cat girl clothes."
Yellow Hair: "Hey, nasty."
Ding Baiqing raised his eyebrows and hummed twice: "It's not me who is dirty."
Who is that? Who else could it be? Are people looting and getting it back? Ding Yiqing is really irrelevant.
Huang Mao tsk tsk shook his head, standing on the moral high ground ready to criticize, Yulia knocked on the vanity box: "Don't flirt with the two of you, hurry up, now at 9 am, we are going to take the plane, about 2 pm Arrive in Gaul at 4 o'clock, tackle the ghost train at 4 o'clock, and wait for the trial the rest of the time.
After observation, the time of the angel's judgment is concentrated at 5-6 pm, the junction of darkness and light.
Prove that the time has come for the god to spy on Europe, and to see if he will judge Huang Mao today, we can roughly test the god's tolerance for provocation. "
Tia: "Besides this, there are still quite important things to be done - before twelve o'clock tonight, snipe a terrifying angel."
Frank was so frightened that he almost knocked over the water glass, and asked in astonishment, "Isn't it deliberately provocative?"
Yulia helped Huang Mao make up, and when she heard the words, she replied: "If you can't finish the cruel words put down on time, it's not a provocation, it's a grandstanding joke."
Frank looked at Huang Mao and Ding Baiqing, who were indifferent. Obviously they did what they said. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. Thinking of Huang Mao's provocation yesterday, he killed one angel on the first day, two on the second, and the third on the third. Kill four... Isn't it just the nth power of 2
Question: After 200 days, where did so many angels come for the yellow hair to sharpen the knife
Just pick a time, it's just the tenth day, and there are 512 so large, can Huangmao kill more than 500 angels in one day
The words are too harsh, what should I do if I can't finish it
Frank asked cautiously, and got an indifferent reply from Huang Mao: "If I can really last until the tenth day, I won't have to slaughter thousands of angels? The European gods are really calm and bearable, and the beliefs of their believers are not enough. Precarious, teetering on the brink of collapse and madness."
"so?"
"So in eight days at most, the god will crawl out of his hiding place."
Huang Mao spoke in a low voice, with a smile on his face, showing his white teeth, and his appearance was still harmless and a little depressing.
Frank felt his scalp tingling, and with hindsight he thought that this peaceful and harmless yellow hair seemed to have a hidden passion for provoking and fighting against the gods. Maybe he didn't even realize it, he seemed to enjoy war.
After a moment of silence, Yulia said: "We have observed you for a long time, and the word you often talk about is 'order'. You quite agree with human order and the system that maintains human order. You agree that murderers should be handed over to the police. —Then why did you choose to try and kill those murderers with your own hands this time? In order to pass the witch’s test?”
She put on gothic makeup according to Cen Jin's temperament, making Huang Mao look sad and dark, and was revealed by the nervousness hidden under the peaceful appearance.
Huang Mao tilted his head and said softly, "It was the gods who broke the order first, I'm just helping to maintain the order."
After staring at him for a long time, and hearing this again, Yulia couldn't help but tremble, feeling a little bit of fear for the followers chosen by the witches.
Ding Baiqing suddenly appeared behind Huang Mao, put a white fur on his head, threw a Gothic skirt over, and pressed his shoulders and said, "Go change clothes and try to see if they fit."
Cen Jin got up, refused Ding Yiqing's question about whether he needed help, changed into clothes that fit unexpectedly, and walked out, like a world-weary and cruel girl with white hair.
Ding Baiqing, dressed as a gentleman, stood beside him. There was a certain difference in height and body shape between the two, but they were not exaggerated, there was no sense of incongruity, and they were quite matched. couple.
Yulia calmly said: "Your Excellency Ursula also needs to do some small disguise."
Ursula had no objection to this and accepted the modification, and then the group set off, caught up with the plane, flew out of Bayne State on time, and arrived at the Gaul Airport at 2:00 pm.
Bai Mao Cen Jin held Ding Ba Qing's arm, Frank took care of the frail Yulia, and Tia followed the tall Ursula.
Yulia: "It's not right."
Frank was nervous: "What's wrong?"
Ursula drew her heavy lance: "I can smell gunpowder and fear."
They looked at the bus that was parked on the side of the road ready to pick up. The driver waved stiffly, surrounded by guards, pedestrians and passengers. After only a short pause, the group walked towards the driver. At a distance of four or five meters from the parking lot, Ursula suddenly raised a heavy lance and threw it hard, breaking the bus window and passing through the bus directly to a car in the distance along with it. People hiding inside pierce through.
The next moment, the bus exploded, and the fierce artillery fire extended to the surrounding cars. The sky and the car parts and iron sheets were bombarded. Ursula smashed the window and put Yulia and Frank inside, and then looked at Huangmao. And Ding Baiqing: "You go first, I'll be there later."
In the scorching fire, the Holy See Corps rushed in from all directions. Tia cut her palm, strengthened her strength with blood, and smashed the car on the attacker. Ursula opened her hand and threw the heavy lance to break through the crowd and return. palm.
"The knight should sweep away the soldiers who are in the way for the king she follows. You don't need to do everything yourself."
In a simple sentence, Ursula has her professional ethics. The two armies face each other, and the general should win a thousand miles in the tent. Only the final battle is worthy of him coming out in person.
Cen Jin looked around, did not refute Ursula's words, dragged Ding Baiqing into the car, but was a little surprised that the driver was the frail Yulia.
Yulia gave a v and smiled weakly, "I used to be a professional racing driver."
Cen Jin: "Real people don't show their faces."
"Sit tight and fasten your seat belt—"
Yulia narrowed her eyes and slammed on the accelerator. The car roared and rushed out of the group of cars and the crowd, like a roaring wind, like a galloping beast, turned into a ghost and rushed straight into the sea of fire and into the crowd, flying over the burning car, bang. With a sound of landing, the car pipe spurted hot gas, the motor rumbling, spinning several times on the spot, looking at the gap, then plunged in and smoothly turned onto the highway.
There was a rumbling overhead, a helicopter followed, and a car roared behind him, chasing after him, and the next moment was the fierce firepower falling from top to bottom on the lonely car rushing on the highway. The car moved left and right and stalked the ground. Most of the firepower was lost, leaving a large crater of potholes on the road. Yulia stepped on the accelerator and never released it. She lowered her head to avoid the gunfire, and did not forget to comfort the others loudly, saying that Ursula will be quick can be solved.
Sure enough, Ursula's heavy lance plunged into the fuel tank of the helicopter with a cloud-piercing force, and the helicopter tilted towards the distant high-rise building with a thud and exploded.
The car that followed was overturned by an invisible force, the tires were still spinning rapidly, the fuel tank was ruptured, gasoline was flowing all over the ground, and when it touched a tiny spark, a series of explosions occurred immediately.
Yulia took the opportunity to get rid of the stalkers, drove into a national road that few people traveled, and informed the Witch Association of the news and said to Cen Jin and others: "Our whereabouts have been exposed, it is impossible for the witches to leak the secret. It's likely to be recognizable even with makeup on. But that's ok, we'll head straight to the ghost train—by the way, Lord Ursula will help us fend off the enemy for a while, and you'll just have to summon her back through Witch's Hammer. "
There was no answer for a long time, Yulia looked at the rearview mirror in the car in surprise, and saw Huang Mao leaning against the window with a gloomy face, while Ding Baiqing buried his face in his neck, and the two didn't say a word.
Taking another look at Frank in the passenger seat, he found that he was about to faint at any time, and he couldn't help but ask in doubt, "You... what's the matter?"
Huang Mao asked in a low voice: "Yulia, tell me honestly, did you drive a fighter jet or a racing car before?"
Yulia: "...It's really a racing car." After a few seconds, her conscience was overwhelmed, and she admitted: "Game racing, but I have this talent. If I hadn't chosen the profession of witch first, and part-time prophet, I would definitely be The best racer ever."
Huang Mao twitched his lips, unable to laugh, his hand holding the car window to stabilize his body fell, touching Ding Baiqing's cold hand around his waist, he looked down in surprise, and saw Ding Baiqing's face was calm and his eyes were tight. closed, but he was stunned to see a little discomfort.
Raising his eyebrows, Huang Mao flashed an incredible thought: "Ding Baiqing, are you motion sickness?"
Ding Baiqing opened his eyes, his eyelashes were dense and long, hanging down, his eyes were extremely beautiful, there seemed to be light, and his quiet face was like a beautiful doll.
After a long while, he leaned back on Cen Jin's neck and buried his face in it, neither responding nor watching.
Cen Jin blinked, and a strange feeling emerged in his heart. After the cleanliness addiction, he seemed to have found another small problem with Ding Yiqing.
Ding Baiqing, who has minor human ailments, gives him a very fresh feeling. He can get close, let his guard down, and trust every word he says unsuspectingly.
The journey was quiet, without chasing and killing, and finally arrived at the grave of the ghost train within the set time. Ding Yiqing couldn't wait to get off the train, turned his back to the crowd, and faced the Rhine River. Cen Jin glanced at his back from the corner of his eyes, and recalled somewhat distractedly. Ursula.
This female god of war had just experienced a hearty battle. At this moment, her morale was high and her spirits were high. She agreed to Cen Jin's request without hesitation, and entered the wreckage of the train alone, while Cen Jin and others were waiting outside.
Cen Jin stood in the valley, looking up at the train rushing past the top of the valley, the whistle whistled, resounding through the valley, the mountain wind blew through the trees that gave birth to the cliff, a leaf fell, sometimes up and down, sometimes up and down, a The birds swept across the water from top to bottom, and quickly caught the fish and flew away with a 'pop'.
In the vertical height above the head, there is a sleeping horror angel.
Frank persuaded Yulia not to play too intense games in the future. The latter contacted Tia, who escaped but failed to meet them in time. After confirming that Tia was safe, she dealt with Frank's concerns perfunctorily.
Cen Jin's heart is very empty, and it is suddenly ominous and flustered, and he seems to be sensing something in the dark. Under this quiet and peaceful skin, there are many hidden dangers.
Click, click. The sound of the mechanical shaft joints twisting came from the canyon tomb. The entire canyon, the ground and the mountain walls were shaking. The leaves were falling, the gravel was rolling, the changes were steep, and the old-fashioned paint and rusted train head Roaring like a dragon looking up, it broke open the weed-covered grave, and rolled halfway through the mountain to the bottom of the canyon.
Woo—the steam engine-like whistle sounded, followed by the sound of 'long, long' rolling the wheels again and again, the whole old-fashioned train slowly drove out of the grave, the body bent, and surrounded Cen Jin and others.
The next moment, Ursula walked out and reported to Cen Jin: "It has been resolved. By the way, they are not bound in the reincarnation of time and space, but are hypnotized, and split into countless souls wandering inside the car body, constantly repeating the train crash during their lifetime. Memories of entering the valley."
Cen Jin: "What do you mean by splitting countless soul bodies?"
Ursula: "Those undead actually have no self-awareness, or their consciousness comes from the imitation of the train.
The passenger died so tragically during his lifetime that the flesh and the train were integrated into one. Coupled with the influence of the power of two spells at that time, they were refined into a new semi-mechanized life form, which unconsciously devoured all the undead, and was then hypnotized. Split out of the soul to repeat the behavior of the previous life.
In other words, there are no undead, just a cyborg life form. "
Cen Jin subconsciously looked at Ding Baiqing not far away. At that time, he guessed that the train and the body of the undead merged into something new and strange, but all the undead retained self-awareness. Although Ding Yiqing did not express his position, he recognized all the thoughts and guiding words. his guess.
But the actual situation is 'refining' and 'hypnosis'. All the undead are the unconscious behavior of the train after being hypnotized, and Ding Taiqing can't see it.
It is unlikely that Ding Baiqing pretended not to see it, there was no need for it, so he was indeed deceived by the train.
Thinking deeply, who 'refined' the train? Who 'hypnotized' the train
Was it really the Slaughterhouse of the Black Mass and the Leni family of four from the Theosophical Society
No matter who was behind the scenes, he successfully deceived Ding Baiqing.
Cen Jin frowned, his thumb pinched the pulp of his index finger, forcibly suppressing the ominous feeling in his heart. For so long, he had to admit that Ding Baiqing's strength was his confidence.
He dared to arbitrarily provoke the gods of Europe, and his greatest confidence came from the fact that Ding Baiqing was always by his side.
Without Ding Yiqing - Cen Jin shook his head and forcibly put aside the possibility, the matter has come to this point, hesitation will lead to defeat.
But the next moment, he showed a thoughtful look again. Are all the dead spirits on the train really the unconscious behaviors differentiated by the semi-mechanical life forms after being hypnotized
The adventures of 'Ding Yiqing' and his lover, and the song "Farewell" when they left, are they also unconscious behaviors after hypnosis
Then, Ursula continued: "It has evolved into another special form. Maybe I understand what the originator wants to refine?"
"what?"
Cen Jin had a headache and couldn't hear Ursula's words clearly. At the same time, the wind in the valley was blowing more and more, like a prelude to the coming of a violent storm.
Ursula turned her head and was about to speak when she heard a loud noise from the friction of the mechanical shaft joints. Cen Jin looked up and saw the body of the old-fashioned train rapidly twisting, rubbing, and stacking, the wheels were disassembled and reassembled, and the carriages were scattered and reassembled. , the car groaned in pain, as if the steel bones were abruptly broken and bent sharply with a squeak.
Under the sun, the huge iron and steel machinery cast shadows, showing a spectacular silhouette that covered the sky and the sun. After intense friction, the red rust was wiped off, revealing shiny black iron blocks. Countless carriages were dismantled, extended and reassembled at high speed. First reveal the outline of the hull, then the deck, the island, and finally the refined hangar, weapon warehouse, etc.
At the moment when the assembly was completed, there seemed to be a clanging sound of swords and gold, and a few people at the bottom of the valley looked at the evolutionary form of the final semi-mechanized life form, like an aircraft carrier riding the wind and waves, more like a starship conquering the universe, like an illusory game. Bopunk appeared in the real world, where machinery and life, sci-fi and neuro-machines were combined to evolve an astonishing new life form.
At this time, Cen Jin heard Ursula's low voice say: "—Noah's Ark."
Another special form evolved from a semi-mechanical life form, a new form of life that the initiator really wanted to refine, the name of salvation, the hope of human survival—
Noah's Ark.
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ps: When foreigners speak idioms in the text, they automatically imagine that they are saying proverbs from other countries, and then translate them into idioms. After all, I don’t really know so many foreign proverbs, and when foreign proverbs are translated into Chinese, they will become idioms.