The King of Special Warfare

The sky grew darker.

The polar icy wind in Murmans, which was colder than Lakey City, blew into the church, but it never woke up the people in the church.

The fanatical atmosphere full of desire was getting higher and higher, and some maniacal gasps and growls became the only melody in the church.

The solid wooden cross has been completely stained red with blood, and the white dress representing transcendence and holiness has been completely torn apart. The blood-stained cloth strips are scattered around the cross, and the blood is dripping. On the cross, the limbs have been pierced by steel nails The face of the woman who was nailed to it was pale and numb. Countless disgusting liquids covered her body. She was naked. The once white, tender and beautiful body was covered with bruises everywhere. Destroyed and shattered, the final outcome turned out to be so desperate and cruel.

The woman's eyes turned slightly, looking at Aresis who had been standing in the hall.

The tall Aresis looked at her coldly, his eyes were indifferent and resentful, with pleasure.

Another group of holy knights took off their clothes in a hurry and rushed up, almost irrational and crazy voices sounded, and the entire hall became the best place to vent their animal desires.

No one can describe the feeling.

It was the absurdity and comfort that went deep into the bone marrow. After all, at this moment, it was the saint of the Holy See who was humiliated and played with under them.

Such a feeling, just thinking about it, is enough to make these holy knights with firm beliefs lose their minds.

Teams of holy knights go up and down, and go round and round.

The cross was completely stained red with blood.

Angel's body was nailed to it and endured countless ravages.

Her expression didn't change, and her turning eyes just looked at Aresis quietly.

There was no emotion in her eyes, only numbness and sluggishness, it was the despair that her entire soul was completely destroyed.

The disgusting liquid flowed down with the blood.

The weird smell in the hall was almost unbearable.

Aresis took two steps forward and came to Angel.

"Do you regret it?"

He looked into her eyes: "Bitch, this is the end you should have. You betrayed the Holy See and your own beliefs. You will fall into hell and be with the devil. Are you satisfied with this ending?"

A gleam of light gradually appeared in Angel's eyes. To her, it was as if she had been tortured by a thousand knives. Her voice sounded in the dark hall, and the words were correct; "I have today, it's me. You have to blame yourself, but what about you? What is the difference between your current behavior and the devil?"

She speaks Chinese.

As a saint of the Holy See, she has been thinking about speaking Chinese and Mandarin for many years.

A flash of rage suddenly flashed across Aresis' eyes.

"Snapped!"

He slapped Angel hard on the face.

Blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and Aresis' face was grim: "Speak humanly, you bitch!"

"You're going to hell."

Angel smiled bitterly: "Everything I do is for the benefit of the Holy See, and I may have selfish intentions, but I have always been clear about my position, Aresis, you have fallen, and you are not worthy of an angel of jihad. title."

"Not worthy?!"

Aresis reached out and grabbed Angel's chin, and roared wildly: "You say I'm not worthy?! What about you? When you were played with by that dirty, despicable, humble killer, you Have you ever thought that you are the saint of the Holy See? Ah?! In the history of the Holy See for thousands of years,

You are the cheapest saint, you are simply a disgrace to the Holy See, I heard that you had that heretical child? Ha, do you like men very much? How about now? Do you feel good now that you have dozens of guys who have fucked you? "

He slapped Angel's face hard, and said coldly: "I'm not an angel, but you're not a saint, you're just a lowly bitch!"

"I love him."

Angel's voice was weak: "But I never gave up my own position because of this. Aresis, what do people like you know?"

Aresis did not understand.

Because Angel was too weak and his voice was soft, he didn't even understand the meaning of Angel's words. This damned woman was still speaking Chinese, which he was not very familiar with until now.

"I have notified him."

Aresis said coldly: "If he cares about you, he will come here. So you are lucky, you will not die before he appears, during this period, you will still have many men, enjoy it , Your Highness, I will capture him and crucify him with you, and you should all be purified!"

Angel's body moved, and just as he was about to speak, a sigh suddenly sounded.

This sigh with extremely complex emotions was deep and old, and it seemed to pull everyone's souls into it for a moment.

Including Aresis, everyone stayed in place for a while, their eyes confused.

In the hall exuding a subtle stench, the Pope in white walked in.

 …

"Are you from the North Island?"

"I'm from the Northeast."

"northeast?"

"Northeast of Central Continent."

"oh

, Middle Continent, I haven't been there yet, my name is Ariel, and I'm from Los Angeles, Italy. "

"My...name is Situ."

"That's the last name."

"Um."

"Um?"

"goodbye."

 …

"What a coincidence, haven't you left yet?"

"Um."

"You like cherry blossoms too?"

"dislike."

"Then what are you looking at?"

"Look at the sea."

"The sea in Beidao is not pretty."

"The opposite side of the sea is beautiful."

"Oh, I don't like it there, I don't like that mountain."

"No one in Italos likes that mountain, and neither do I."

 …

"I'm very happy these days, see you tomorrow."

"I gotta go."

"Where are you going?"

"go home."

"Oh, Zhongzhou? I don't seem to be very welcome there, but I think I will go, but Chinese is difficult, can you teach me?"

"I gotta go."

"You can take me with you, I will learn Chinese with you."

"I can't take it."

"..."

"goodbye."

Under the setting sun, the North Island’s sunlight came from the sea level and fell on the cherry blossom tree. The holy and beautiful woman watched his back gradually go away, and suddenly said: "Actually, my name is Angel."

The figure paused.

"My name is Situ Wanjie."

"Oh, Situ, we are friends now."

 …

"They want to kill me."

"Why?"

"My identity can mean many things, and they want my identity."

"Um."

"Huh again?"

"Look at the cherry blossoms, your favorite."

The petals of the cherry blossoms are flying in the wind, and in the morning after the rain, the sky and the earth are full of clear light.

A little haggard, she sat under the tree with a heart-shattering beauty.

After a long time, she said softly, "But I want to go back."

The silent and sharp young man looked at the sea in the north for a long time before he calmly said: "Then go back and I'll see you off."

 …

"Oh, saint?"

"Sorry, I..."

"No need to say sorry."

Sanctuary is in sight.

From the North Island to the sanctuary, across the mountains and rivers, through the plains, and over the sea, countless warriors with firm beliefs fell down. After nearly half a year, after wandering around several times, the young men and women finally arrived at Italian Ross and Sanctuary. area.

The man's face was extremely tired, but the light in his eyes became sharper and sharper.

"You are the missing saint of the Holy See."

"Sorry, I really..."

The woman's voice trembled.

The man turned around slowly and said calmly, "Goodbye."

"don't want."

 …

"That is the sanctuary. It is the place where I grew up. I am the saint of the Holy See. It has always been my dream to return. I have no choice."

"I can understand, the sanctuary has arrived, I should go. Angel...His Royal Highness."

"Don't call me Your Highness!! Call me by my name."

In the cold and dead silence, the woman who only needs to take one step forward to reach the peak looked back at the sanctuary, her eyes dazed: "I always want to come back, because here is my dream."

But at this time, the dream is so illusory, only the man in front of him who has stood in front of him countless times in the past six months is so real.

She returned to Sanctuary.

But now...

"I want to get out of here."

"Situ, take me away, okay?"

".....good."

 …

"Your Majesty, let him go, please."

"Your Highness Angel, don't forget your identity!"

"He is my friend, Aresis, you have no right to meddle in my privacy!"

"Ridiculous. A saint has no privacy!"

"I don't want to be a saint, I don't want to..."

"If he doesn't become a saint, he will die."

"It's blasphemy."

"Purify this heresy, he kidnapped the saint, he deserves death!"

"No, no, please, please, let him go..."

 …

The engine roared to the limit in the wind and rain, the night receded rapidly, and the vehicle went straight from the highway to the highway. At the most extreme speed, the off-road vehicle with the Snow Dance Legion pass directly passed through the border of Ulan Kingdom.

Jie's eyes became more and more silent.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the vehicle officially entered the border of Aimia.

The almost overloaded roar of the engine continued.

The vehicle was galloping under the wind and rain, and countless memories flashed in my mind.

"I have seen His Highness..."

"Who are you?"

"I am Situ Cangyue's younger brother

younger brother. I am Jie. "

"Oh, that little guy back then, I saw you, why did you come here?"

"I want to be stronger."

The calm voice was full of unimaginable stubbornness and paranoia, like the growl of a wounded beast.

"There are many ways to become stronger."

"But only with you can I find the fastest and most effective method. My martial art is very special."

"Why do you want to become stronger?"

"I just wanted to bring her back. He said she wanted to come with me. He said she wanted to see the cherry blossoms in North Island."

"Where is she?"

The other party didn't ask who she was, just where she was.

In this old man's mind, it doesn't really matter who the other party is.

"In... Sanctuary."

The simple three words seemed to carry a heavy weight, he opened his mouth slowly, saying it was extremely difficult.

"Sanctuary... Do you want to take away their saint? Or a candidate for the saint? Or some core divine punishment priest?"

"..."

"No matter who it is, facing Aresis and the Pope in my current state, if I go all out in the sanctuary, I should be 70% sure to bring them back, but for you... I'm afraid it will take many years."

"His Highness intends to help me?"

"I can't make a move, otherwise what will happen to the remnants behind me?"

"I heard that His Royal Highness holds a map of the God of War in his hand, and it can be completed as quickly as possible..."

"That's invincible. You might die."

"I've already died once. When I was in the sanctuary, I beg your Highness to help me."

"I can give you the Invincible Chapter, what can you give me?"

"As long as I have it, I'm willing to give everything!"

"everything?"

"everything."

"I don't want everything from you, but I want your position."

"There have always been rumors in the world that His Highness had arranged many backers before the collapse of the Li family, among which the Seven Stars should be the leader. If the rumors are true, Jie is willing to be one of the Seven Stars."

"Seven Stars has already been selected, so you don't need to worry about it. If you are interested, from today onwards, you will be among the Li family, codenamed Beiji."

"What should I do?"

"In a few years, if there is a suitable opportunity, I hope you will take care of my grandson outside."

The old man pointed forward.

Through the dense forest, in the farthest line of sight, there is a child standing there vaguely.

He held the sword in one hand, under the scorching sun, he was as quiet as a sculpture.

"This is...."

"My grandson, Li Tianlan."

 …

Zed's eyes fell on the phone.

Countless pictures in memory surged like a tide, broken, messy, clear, and fuzzy.

He picked up the phone and found Li Tianlan's number, hesitated for a while, but finally didn't dial.

In the early morning of August 25th.

The black off-road vehicle rushed across the border of Almeya and continued onwards.

All the way north.

The cold current of the Arctic Ocean roared in the wind and rain.

The darkness ahead grew deeper.

The vehicle entered the snow country and moved forward all the way.

The northern region of the Snow Country is already covered in polar night.

The wind and rain are like waterfalls, constantly swaying between the sky and the earth.

Zed's eyes became more and more focused.

The serious injury in his body began to be suppressed by him little by little, and he suppressed it at all costs.

What will happen in the future, he no longer thinks about it.

At this moment, Jie frantically shuttles through the shadows, with only concentration in his mind.

This is the strongest kalpa.

Don't think about the future calamity any more.

Four o'clock in the morning.

The black off-road vehicle entered the northernmost tip of Snow Country, only a hundred kilometers away from Murmans.

Jie suddenly felt a little regretful.

In this world of ice and snow, her favorite cherry blossom is gone after all, and even he is no longer what he used to be.

And this kind of him also never fulfilled the promise he made to that old man back then.

He finally picked up his cell phone and made a call.

The phone was slowly connected in a brief silence.

A soft but somewhat surprised voice sounded from the other end of the phone: "Can you still make calls?"

"sister..."

Jie was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Do me a favor."

Situ Cangyue seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and didn't speak for a while.

"From now on...help me take good care of Tianlan, this is my promise to Mrs. Li."

"Where are you?"

It seemed that something cold connected the two ends of the phone in an instant.

Situ Cangyue's voice became extremely calm in an instant.

Jie held the phone, driving faster and faster.

He shook his head and said softly, "Sister, I'm sorry."

The phone hangs up.

Amidst the sound of the engine roaring wildly and almost bursting, Zed threw away the phone and the mask on his face full of regret and concentration.

Facing the wind and rain outside the window, that no longer young face rushed directly towards Murmans with the most resolute gesture.

Without hesitation.

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