Elven History Song

A pistol was pressed against the back of her heart, and the captain of another unit stood behind her, followed by his team members.

The girl raised her hands, and two men quickly approached from behind and pushed her to the ground. They removed all her weapons and threw them aside.

"Tell me, which organization are you from?"

The girl turned her head and ignored him. The captain anticipated this scene and winked at the person next to him. The man understood and immediately began to explore the girl. The girl tried her best to resist, but these people were much more powerful than her, and her resistance was of no use.

After the two men fumbled around the girl's body, they took out the badge from the girl's gun bag. The captain nodded thoughtfully when he saw this badge.

"This is a badge from three years ago. It was indeed missing one when it was recovered after the crackdown. I didn't expect it to be here with you. So, it turns out that you were a survivor of that crackdown? After killing that little boy When I was a boy, I should have thought about why he kept looking behind him. It turned out that you were still there."

The captain raised his gun and pointed it at her

"Since it is a disaster caused by my previous mission, let me solve it myself."

His index finger slowly pulled the trigger, and the girl seemed to hear the explosive sound of gunshots in her ears. She could feel the bullets flying towards her, and she was waiting for death.

"Varied--!"

Warm liquid dripped onto her cheek, and a scream woke her up from the hallucination of death. She opened her eyes and found that she was not dead. A black figure stood in front of her and resolved the crisis for her. Ling Aohan, who transformed into Gabriel, cut off his head with the Angel's Judgment in his hand. The blood stained the surrounding gray walls and the sword in Ling Aohan's hand red.

The blade was raised again and swept backwards. He didn't look at it at all. He accurately judged the person who was attacking him from behind and cut off his head just by relying on his intuition.

The blue flame ignited, and Ling Aohan took her back to the entrance of the residential building.

"Who are you? Why are you saving me?"

The girl immediately asked these two questions. Ling Aohan looked directly into his eyes and spoke slowly

"I am a member of the seventh detachment of the Purging Church, codenamed Wanren. I saved you just because I thought you were very similar to me, although I may have done it in vain. My parents were also killed by an organization. I was too weak at the time, just like You are the same now."

Ling Aohan heard the footsteps coming from the residential building, but continued without panic

"I can help you get revenge. If you refuse, I can take you away or watch you die. The right to choose is in your hands. What choice do you plan to make?"

The girl wanted to refuse, but as Ling Aohan said, she was too weak now. If she stayed here, she would just die. Even in a few years, she would not be able to annihilate an organization with her own power like a successor like him and escape unscathed. No harm.

After struggling in her heart for a long time, the girl slowly let go of her biting lips.

"Please, help me kill them."

"What are you going to offer as an offer to hire me? You should be familiar with the rules of our profession."

The rule Ling Aohan mentioned was hiring. The difficulty of the content of the commission, the strength and status of the person being hired will all affect the commission fee. Generally, the price of hiring an heir to kill a person is astronomical, let alone hiring an heir to annihilate a whole person. The entire organization, and Ling Aohan was also one of the captains of the purge church, although he did not reveal this identity to her.

"……one."

"kindness?"

"Everything. I'll give you everything I have."

"The price is very tempting, okay, I agree."

Ling Aohan turned around and faced the abandoned residential area. The sword in his hand turned into magic power and dissipated, replaced by dazzling golden light.

With the black angel wings waving, Ling Aohan flew into the air, holding up his right hand that was shining with divine light, and looked at the people who had just ran out of the building as coldly as if they were looking at ants.

"This is God's decision, and you will all be wiped out!"

Divine light burst out from his right hand and illuminated everyone's figures.

"Here, in the name of God, we issue arbitration!"

The sacred light became more and more dazzling. The dark sky was illuminated by this light like day. The sound of trumpets came from the distant sky to the human world. An indescribable door slowly opened from the horizon. It was the door of heaven. A man The angel obeyed Gabriel's call and descended with the Spear of Arbitration.

Unexpectedly, everything around them had changed. They were in the center of a huge circular floating platform. Everything outside this old residential building was endless nothingness and darkness.

The angel held up the spear of arbitration, pointing directly at the old residential building in the center of the floating platform.

"Execution of judgment."

The high-hanging spear was thrown forcefully by the angel. The crushing force brought overwhelming pressure that only the real Gabriel could have and pressed towards everything on the floating platform. The deafening shattering sound announced the floating platform. It is collapsing rapidly, and everyone's figures are gradually blurred and distorted in the sacred light, until they completely disappear.

After everything was over, Ling Aohan and the girl returned to the place where the old residential building was originally, but there was only a desert left here. Ling Aohan walked to the girl's side. She had been standing aside, and the overwhelming pressure forced her to kneel on the ground. It was not until just now that she raised her head. She witnessed Ling Aohan's supreme power and understood how weak she really was. Seeing Ling Aohan approaching, she knew it was time to fulfill her promise and give everything to him.

Looking at the old residential building behind him that had turned into a desert, the people inside had all been reduced to ashes. The revenge that he had not been able to avenge with his own hands had now been ended. Even if he lived in hell in the future, he would not be so desperate.

Thinking about it, she smiled. Even she didn't know what emotion that smile contained, but at this moment, she just wanted to laugh. But why do you laugh and shed tears?

"Whatever you want is up to you. From today on, I am your property."

Ling Aohan looked at her kneeling on the ground and took out a white silk handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the tears from her face.

"Do you still have a home to go back to?"

She was speechless and shook her head.

"Then you come home with me. I have a house and a few family members."

The unexpected answer made her look surprised. She knew she shouldn't show such an expression, but this answer really surprised her.

"What's the meaning?"

"I want you to be my family. My parents also died at the hands of an organization in the dark world. I can understand how it feels. I have deprived you of your original reason for living, so let me give you another Give me a reason to live."

Looking at him, the girl wanted to laugh, laugh at his innocence, laugh at his stupidity, laugh at his whimsical, laugh at him...

"Do you want me to be your wife?"

There was a smile on the girl's face that she hadn't seen for many years.

"Then you remember to cook, wash clothes, clean the room and organize things for me."

Ling Aohan squatted beside her and counted with his fingers, with a rare smile on his face.

"You just want to find a maid."

The girl turned her head coquettishly, pretending to be angry and not looking at him, but Ling Aohan gently raised her chin with his hand to make her look at him again.

"Who told you to be my possession now? Are you going to change your story now?"

"Master... Master."

"How sweet. Do you have a name?"

"The name I had before has ended with me just now. Master, please give me a nice name."

"Just call you Natasha, okay?"

"Thank you master."

"Stop kneeling on the ground, let's go home. From today on, that house can finally be called home."