Kroll aimed the muzzle at Huangmao's arrogant smiling face, was silent for a few seconds, then moved the muzzle down and aimed at the position of the cliff on the top of the mountain to bombard. Huangmao quickly grabbed Yulia with his eyes and quickly retreated.
When he looked up again, the ark had already risen to a high altitude, carrying Kroll and others out of the valley, without the aircraft carrier that covered the sky and the sun, the gentle moonlight sprinkled on the earth, silver radiance everywhere, and the vast expanse.
The scarlet eyes of the high-altitude horror angel went out, indicating that the European gods who watched the battle through this body had already left.
The red fog in Cen Jin's eyes dissipated, Yulia and Frank ran forward a few steps, and shouted angrily, "My Noah's Ark!"
Frank reminded: "Not yours, Yulia."
Yulia was extremely painful: "The ark of our camp! It is our witch who awakened the hypnotized train and made it evolve into the Ark of Salvation! The Holy See is not a human being, and deliberately waited for the evolution of the ark to complete, and took it away without a single soldier! "
Frank reminded calmly again: "But the railway company to which the train belongs has shares of the Kroll family. If you guess correctly, it is very likely that they started refining Noah's Ark decades ago, and there was the train massacre that year."
So strictly speaking, they are the peach picking experts who came out halfway.
Cen Jinluo looked at the brothers and sisters in amazement. Before, Yulia had a calm and calm personality, and Frank had a slap in the face, but now it's the other way around. Their personalities are really complementary, no wonder they have been able to depend on each other for more than 20 years.
Yulia just vented her anger, calmed down quickly, and calmly asked Cen Jin how to deal with this matter. If the Holy See gets Noah's Ark, not only will the original believers become crazy, but they can also use the ark to coerce and lure some swingers. Uncertain big man.
You know, the end of the world is coming, and everyone wants to get the ticket to be redeemed.
Cen Jin squeezed his fingers and said, "Ark chose Kunlun Mountains and Seas. He promised me, and I believe him. As for when to come back, it doesn't matter for the time being."
Yulia frowned: "Kroll and the others should have the means to control the ark, otherwise they won't obediently take them away."
"That's why." Cen Jin looked up at the night sky, searched for a certain figure, and absently responded to Yulia's words: "Even if I want to take back the ark now, Kroll and the others can control the ark to defect."
Yulia: "What should I do then?"
Cen Jin: "Don't worry, there are still more than 200 days until the final judgment day. It will take time. It will take time for the revolution to win."
The searching gaze suddenly froze and fell on the half-collapsed cliff stone on the opposite side.
Yulia said as if awakened: "You asked me to keep an eye on current affairs news on time... It turned out to be arranged, but can I ask who killed the horror angel?"
Cen Jin turned to look at Yulia and said, "Comrades in the organization."
Yulia: "… what?"
Before she could ask what she meant, Cen Jin had already trotted forward, jumped off the hill, and ran towards the opposite cliff. Yulia raised her eyes and saw the dark shadow on the opposite hill, and pulled Frank away, by the way. Contact the witch team to arrange some necessary next battle plans.
Cen Jin walked up the hill, glanced down, and found that the train grave could be seen just here.
Ding Baiqing turned his back to him, wearing the exquisite robes he had seen when he first met him, with intricate and gorgeous golden hair accessories behind his ears, and long fringed straps hanging down behind his ears, pressed by a glass bead at the end, and his hands hanging on the back of his ears. On the sides, the carpal bones are prominent and the fingers are slender.
Standing beside Ding Yiqing, Cen Jin followed his line of sight and saw the cracked tomb and the messy valley.
Ding Baiqing looked sideways at Cen Jin, the huge moon hung behind him, the navy blue night sky was like silky velvet, a god so magnificent that it was difficult to describe with suitable adjectives, and he looked down with his eyes down, and a look was all it took. Can take breath away.
Cen Jin's eyes were fixed, and he said nothing without thinking: "Actually, I have good aesthetics, and my eyesight is very high."
Ding Baiqing smiled, and suddenly there was a feeling of brilliance, just like the special effects in the anime, and suddenly the whole picture became brighter.
He approached, hugged Cen Jin and said in a coaxing tone to his little boyfriend, "Well, aesthetics never loses its grip at a critical moment."
Cen Jin muttered: "You are also boasting at this time."
Ding Yiqing: "My aesthetics are also exceptionally advanced. That's just boasting."
Cen Jin rolled his eyes, and it was rare that he didn't hate Ding Baiqing: "The only advantage I can't refute."
When he was happy at the moment, he wanted the two brothers to hug Ding Baiqing well, and hugged him on tiptoe. After being laborious and awkward, he changed to hugging his arms. It was the same anyway, he felt so.
"Did you chat with that European old yinbi just now?"
There was a smile in Ding Baiqing's eyes, as if he liked Cen Jin's name: "I had a fight, I guessed where its old nest is." Then he whispered in Cen Jin's ear.
Cen Jin: "I had guessed it before, and it turned out to be true." Then he asked: "It didn't take the opportunity to sway you?"
Ding Yiqing: "I'm testing its nest, and it's also testing my strength, and I haven't found any problems for the time being." Otherwise, he wouldn't just be a bystander, and he wouldn't leave easily.
"It has been in the layout, the Queen Mother of the West and Di Shitian are making noises, it is also watching the whole process, it knows the relationship between you and me, and knows that Kunlun is in your hands, but it does not know Kunlun's current strength for the time being, and it is also afraid of mine. Strong martial arts, so I will use various methods to test the strength of me and Kunlun."
Ding Baiqing's eyes were a little cold, and he stroked Cen Jin's hair lightly and said: "It knows that I am looking for the Destiny Fragment, and it uses the Destiny Fragment to lead me into the game and weaken my strength. I had a fight just now, but I didn't realize that my strength was going backwards. I wrote a new story with Destiny Fragments, which affects the reality. It has some feelings, and my suspicions are serious. I mistakenly think that I refine Destiny Fragments, and the next tentative actions will mainly focus on you."
"why?"
"It knows what I want." Ding Baiqing touched Cen Jin's face and said, "It knows that in my script, you are the one who killed it, but it will try its best to send me the remaining fragments of destiny, and let the strong force fix me."
Cen Jin looked at him without blinking, touched his abdomen quietly, was grabbed again, and said angrily, "I just want to see how bad the wound is."
Ding Baiqing: "Ugly."
Cen Jin: "I have raised a group of strange and strange creatures, and I still think your wounds are ugly?"
Ding Baiqing: "A lover always wants to always maintain a perfect and powerful image in front of the object, so I have a burden, can you give me some face?"
"It's not good." Cen Jin refused without thinking: "The more you refuse, the more rebellious I will be. According to the vulgar story, generally if this happens, it means that your injury is quite serious, but because I was afraid that I was worried, I kept going. Procrastination, in fact, I think it's not romantic at all, it's not affectionate, it's boring, and it makes me think about things, so that I'm more worried, anxious, and eventually lost in thought, causing disaster."
As soon as he finished speaking, he met Ding Baiqing's indescribable eyes.
"The elements are complete and the story is complete." Ding Baiqing commented.
"Then let me see, don't hide it."
Ding Yiqing pulled the corners of his lips, frowned, and suddenly said, "Do you know that there are many remnants of gods who died in battle in Kunlun Mountains and Seas?"
Cen Jin rolled out the dead fish's eyes, grieved his face, and said word by word, "Ding Baiqing, changing the subject and avoiding it is the beginning of the contradiction."
Ding Yiqing suddenly felt a headache, put his hands on Cen Jin's face and said, "I'll let you watch it when I'm better."
Cen Jin: "Huh."
Ding Baiqing: "…"
Ding Yiqing was helpless: "Look."
Cen Jin looked at him suspiciously: "Don't do small tricks secretly." He gestured to lift the hem of Ding Baiqing's clothes. Seeing that he didn't stop him, he opened it generously to take a look. A bandage was wrapped around his hips to the waist, and he fainted a little bright red. , it doesn't look like the injury is getting worse, but it's not getting better either.
"When will it be okay?"
Ding Baiqing: "It will be fine if it is refined."
Cen Jin's eyes moved to Ding Baiqing's abdominal muscles, the skin texture was like white jade, the lines were smooth and beautiful, he subconsciously stretched out his index finger and poked it, it was soft, but not the loose softness of fat.
It's a bit easy to touch, the finger pulp sticks to it like a magnet, and I slowly feel the muscles under the finger pulp tense quietly, and Ding Baiqing's voice comes from above his head: "Are you okay?"
Cen Jin retracted his hand and patted his abdomen: "You said that Kunlun has a lot of remnants trapped?"
Ding Baiqing pinched the back of Cen Jin's neck and said, "It is said to be a remnant soul, but it is actually a wisp of consciousness, which was preserved by Kunlun. After all, they are also former believers. They provide Kunlun's power, and Kunlun gives them a place to live, and the two sides nurture each other. , the war is over, the gods have fallen, and the residual consciousness is left behind to protect Kunlun to a certain extent, otherwise Kunlun would have been abolished by the waste of the Queen Mother of the West."
In the past, Kunlun had myriad gods, which shocked the world, and the European gods heard about it and naturally feared it.
"It turns out that it is." Cen Jin nodded thoughtfully: "That would be better."
Ding Yiqing guessed what he was thinking, pinched his earlobe, tugged at his hair, touched his face, there were many small movements, and they were very natural. Cen Jin felt that there was nothing to lose and just let him go, thinking about the next plan.
At this time, someone walked on the top of the mountain track, and looked down to say hello: "Yellow hair!" The two people on the mountain turned back at the same time, and the gothic man finally saw the posture of the two of them leaning on each other, and was silent for a moment: "I'm sorry, you continue. ."
"Is something wrong?" Cen Jin asked.
The gothic man squatted down, made a non-standard salute gesture and said, "Report, the order to kill the angel has been completed."
Cao Wenning, who was carrying a bazooka, appeared behind the Gothic man and said to Cen Jin, "No one is guarding the Angel of Terror, believers dare not get too close, and there is no one in the square. come over."
Cen Jin: "Is it solved in one shot?"
Cao Wenning nodded.
Cen Jin was a little surprised: "So crisp?"
Cao Wenning knocked on the bazooka: "The artillery fire blessed by Kusinara Buddhism, Buddha's light saves all beings, all beings are equal, and will never be treated differently."
Gothic male: "But when we attacked, we found that there would be a layer of orange light around the angel, and there was a strange formation looming. I could clearly feel that the artillery fire was blocked. After the angel was killed, we thought we could pick it up as a picnic and give The kids patched it up and found that it was a machine."
"Cyber mechanized life form?"
"I think it's not just about cyborgs. The Seven Deadly Sins of the Ghost Hotel and the Doll House meet. They teach in the square. There is a class about cyborg lifeforms. I've listened to it, and I have a certain understanding—"
The gothic man remembered the angel he killed, showing a somewhat incomprehensible expression: "I can only say that this is another alien creature that is completely different from the earth creatures, their flesh and bones are metal, soft metal muscles , tissue and metal cells, with metal blood flowing... For example, there is protein in the human body, and most of the weirdos also have protein, and wells feed on protein.
Humans are very similar to spooky blood, with certain overlapping elements, but angels have no protein, no other overlapping elements, only metal elements. But not single, because it contains countless metal elements. "
Cen Jin was silent for a long time, "In other words, can't eat?"
The goth man nodded solemnly.
Cen Jin: "Buy at a loss."
Gothic man: "If you don't do it, you will do it. The harsh words have been released, and you can't lose face."
Cao Wenning kicked the goth man away and said the business: "It's good that there are not many angels sniping in the early stage. Hundreds of thousands of angels will be killed in the next day, and the action will never be hidden. At that time, you have a very close relationship with the strange. In a third party In the eyes of the people of the camp, you are no different from the Holy See... You may be abandoned by humans."
Cen Jin responded.
Cao Wenning: "That's okay, you pay attention to safety, we will go back to defend."
Cen Jin nodded and waved.
Cao Wenning and Gothman left and returned to Kunlun.
Yulia ran over to find Cen Jin: "The witches agreed to help you kill the angel, if you need strength."
Cen Jin: "Can I meet the legendary witch?"
Yulia shook her head: "The legendary witch did not choose you, and has cut off from all the witches."
Cen Jin snorted, without looking into the reason, he picked the slits of his fingernails and said, "Will there be a train passing by tomorrow?"
Yulia: "What do you think?"
Cen Jin: "Then we can only walk to the next city to find a means of transportation, and prepare to change our identity and go to the Vatican."
Yulia: "I'll call someone to pick me up."
Cen Jin: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Yulia: "..." This is the most unequal Savior she has ever seen.
Cen Jin retreated to Ding Baiqing's side to carefully sew his nails. About two hours later, an off-road vehicle drove over from the plain horizon. The driver was a witch sister in her thirties, dressed as a nun, smoking and drinking.
The witch called herself a nun, and her nickname was called a nun. She leaned against the car window and asked people to get in the car: "Brother, I have never seen a savior who dared to run to the Holy See base camp. I heard that the roads are controlled by the Holy See Corps."
Yulia and Frank got into the car first, and fell asleep directly on their seats. Cen Jin was cued and responded politely after thinking about it: "The stricter the better."
The nun drove the car: "Why?"
Cen Jin: "Because the Holy See is going to be demolished."
The cigarette almost fell from the nun's mouth: "It's awesome, Brother Huang."
She looked at Huang Mao through the rear-view mirror of the car, chatted in a cheerful tone, and by the way informed that there was food and water in the rear seat, while watching Ding Baqing timidly.
This person is mysterious and unpredictable, and occasionally is in the same frame with Huang Mao, which attracts the attention of the witch. After that, Yulia sent a message that 'suspected to be a god, and can be compared with the heavenly father', which made the witch even more concerned.
On the one hand, the existence of gods increases their odds of winning, on the other hand, gods themselves are equal to an unsecured nuclear weapon. They are not only afraid of making skins with tigers, but also afraid of being a tiger, and finally making wedding clothes for others.
Ding Baiqing in the rearview mirror suddenly raised her head, her silver-ringed pupils looked like a wicked abyss, and the nun was so frightened that her hands trembled and she turned the wrong steering wheel. Fortunately, the plain was vast and she did not hit any obstacles.
The nun stabilized her mind and looked in the rearview mirror again. She couldn't see Ding Baiqing anymore. She turned back subconsciously, but saw someone still there, hugging the sleeping yellow hair, motionless, like a still statue.
Heartbroken, the nun looked away and concentrated on driving.
Stepping on the moonlight, a cross-country vehicle drives at a constant speed in the wilderness. Under the same crescent moon, the railroad tracks winding on the plain are blazing with cold light. The train gallops from a distance, and the sky suddenly casts a huge shadow. Pull out the car. The train passengers who were sleeping with the curtains did not notice, only the conductor felt the shadow, but he thought it was clouds drifting by, but he didn't know that above his head was the rumored Noah's Ark.
In a certain carriage, four tickets to the Vatican were placed on the corners of the table. Wu Lan, Huang Jiang and others who sat around were chatting and typing, all doing the same thing.
That is to contact the big domestic hackers and ask them to call on 80,000 hackers, and then post a message to call on 8 million netizens who can overcome the wall. First, attack prominent web pages with crowd tactics, and then keep putting up big-character posters that were made early in the morning to fight against the Holy See together. Pervasive thought invasion.
The moon is bright tonight, and people can't sleep.
Under the vast world, ordinary people who are called to fight at night will not know that they will witness history, change the course of history, and participate in it personally.
In the Vatican Vatican Council Chamber, the Holy See personnel hurriedly ran. One hundred and thirty cardinals who came back from all over the world met with the Pope, while waiting for the dawn of the sky.
On the Holy See Square, hundreds of journalists and thousands of believers stayed where they were, surrounded by countless Holy See regiments to maintain order.
In the council chamber, the deacon played a video of the shooting of the Angel in the Galleria Square, showing that they had toiled all night to find the trace of the murderer from an inconspicuous camera in a certain store, and the face was printed.
A man and a woman, a Gothic man and another middle-aged woman, the former did not find any relevant information, but the latter found their information in the database of the head office. They were originally members of the head office and a graduate of the University of Michigan, who carried out a secret operation. He disappeared at the time and was ruled dead.
The Pope asked: "What covert operation was carried out?"
Cardinal deacon: "The town of psychics, that is, Kusinara, which appeared in China some time ago."
The Pope rubbed his ruby ring and gave the order: "Let their sins be made public, and the bewildered Lambs have a right to know the fallen ones, and let the lost Lambs understand their mistakes.
They worshiped a wrong object, the angel was not killed by yellow hair—
The Lambs must know this. "
Cardinal deacon: "Understood." He flipped through another folder and said, "We observed that the head office and Mao Xiong sent a special plane to Huaxia to meet Zhang Weitu, Li Daoyi and others privately."
Pope: "Let them go and bear with them for a few more days."
Cardinal deacon: "The last thing, there is a Protestantism against the Holy See and Heavenly Father that quietly appeared on the Internet. Take Huang Mao's behavior as an example, popularize higher creatures, and promote atheism."
Pope: "Control the Internet, control public opinion, delete entries."
The cardinal frowned and said with some embarrassment: "Atheistic Protestantism is lurking in the depths of the huge network. At first, I didn't find it or pay attention to it. Yesterday, it suddenly attacked. A hundred calls.
As soon as we came, they ran away. As soon as we left, they came. Atheism is like a virus, it cannot be blocked or deleted, but according to our observations, this Internet army is likely to come from China. "
China again.
The Pope couldn't help frowning. Just as he was about to say something, there was a commotion outside.
Another cardinal hurried in: "The Ark! Lord Kroll is back with Noah's Ark!"
The Pope's heart tightened, and he quickly walked out of the council room with the cardinals and pushed open the door of the Holy See. The first ray of sunshine at dawn just came down, and the next moment was covered by the behemoth. The cameras were raised and aimed at the high-altitude Noah's Ark. The camera lens with the clearest pixels kept zooming in and zooming in, from the jet-black cabin and deck of the ark to the high-spirited Kroll on the side of the ship.
"Savior Number One, Messiah Kroll!"
The author has something to say: Comment on a hundred red envelopes.
There is still one more to pay back slowly, and it will be paid off within the next two days, sorry.
Yesterday, I originally wanted to rest early, but I couldn't sleep (if I didn't finish writing or updating, it would cause mental stress). Instead, I delayed going to sleep until 7 am, which didn't save me from my routine.