After Becoming a Little Sister

"3—2—1—"

"I... I choose—"

The man who turned on the light turned over and knelt down on the ground, the muscles in his cheeks twitched slightly, but his head still lowered after all.

His forehead was pressed against the ground, and his voice was difficult: "I choose to be loyal to you - Your Majesty - please show mercy..."

Aliya looked down at the back of his head, stopped wiping her fingers, and stared coldly in silence for a while.

Then she threw down the handkerchief, turned around and stopped looking at him: "You made the right choice, now you can comfort yourself, you are doing it for righteousness, not just for your own survival, your group will be grateful for you in the future Wise and decisive."

The man who turned on the lamp knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head for a long time...

Aliya walked up to the little angel, and helped her up, who was vomiting faintly: "How do you feel?"

"You bastard--"

Xiaotian struggled to break free from her hand, and ran towards the gold-rimmed maid in a nonchalant way.

There was still the flesh and blood of the tall man on the ground, the little angel's throat moved, and his face turned blue again, but he suppressed it again, but carefully picked up the maid who was closest to him, and tested the other's breath with trembling hands.

"stop looking--"

Aliya stood behind her with a sad tone.

The little angel shook her hand, and tears fell down in a 'papa papa papa', biting her lip and crying, sobbing and not daring to make a sound.

"Why are you crying? The person is still alive, and so are the two over there. They are only injured, not dead yet."

Speaking of which, Aliya took out an injection and stuck it on the gold-edged maid lady who was sucked blood. This girl was the most pitiful, and she almost went into shock after losing too much blood. These vampires don’t want to donate blood. It’s not three hundred milliliters or four hundred milliliters. The safety line, to say the least, started with two catties.

If not, why did she beat him so miserably...

"You!" The little angel touched the tip of the maid's nose, felt the weak air current, then turned her head and stared at Alia: "You are a bastard!"

"Yes, yes, bastard, bastard, stewed egg, lucky egg—everything is fine, let's put those aside now, and continue with the next thing to do." Aliya was perfunctory and insincere.

"..." The little angel carefully settled the lady inlaid with gold, and stood up gritted her teeth.

Arya looked at her, and she looked at Arya, and—

"Snapped--"

There was a crisp sound, but it wasn't the sound of hitting the face, but when the little angel waved, Alia had already raised her arms.

It's the sound of the cherub hitting her blocking arm, but it's a funny move...

Alicia blinked, but said nothing.

The little angel's eyes were red: "Do you know how bad things you are doing!!"

"...Is it bad?"

"It's so powerful! Why didn't you deal with them yourself in the first place! Why did you want them to get hurt?!"

"May I ask, do you not want to see someone get hurt or—let's put it this way, if you had a choice, would you choose to kill the enemy and save your teammates, or would you choose to love everyone and not argue?"

"Of course it's to kill the enemy!" The little angel wiped away tears indiscriminately: "How can there be no disputes—are you dreaming!"

"Tsk...it's weird..."

Should it be said that it is the inheritance of Huanxiguan? The little angel's heart of the Virgin is crooked, all of which are towards her own people.

Outsiders are really not as good as stepping stones, you are going to be criticized by the Holy Mother!

She reached out to wipe the other party's tears, but the little angel pushed her away mercilessly: "Go away! I hate you!"

"It's the same whether you hate it or not." Aliya didn't care. "If you want others to take the bait, you have to pay the price. The price now is just injury. Isn't it enough? If you don't prepare in advance, you don't have to pay the price." Do you know how many people will die—there has never been a happy ending like that in movies, the difference between winning and losing is that the former can gain greater benefits with less loss..."

"Who knows what you say!" The little angel wiped away her tears with difficulty, and choked at her: "My mother said it! If you want to protect the people around you, then go ahead and do it! But you protect everyone What! You didn't do anything! You could have done it!"

"...I can't do it." Alicia said softly.

"You can do it—you're that good!"

"No matter how powerful I am, there are people I can't protect." Aliya looked past her faintly, looking somewhere unknown: "If you hide yourself in a shell and be a hermit crab, then you will find that the world is very different." Small is very small, everyone is safe, every shell is so strong... But if you want to go to a wider place, you will find that this world is too dangerous, you are nothing, you can't do anything... So I choose to be a bad person, a bad person who is worse than bad people, if I am worse than them, more terrible than them, then at least the person I want to protect will not fall into a passive state—"

As she said this, she put her hand on the little angel's head: "Don't learn from me, but remember, never give up the initiative, don't put everything you cherish on the vain kindness of others inside……"

She is the fourth natural disaster, the terrifying upright ape, and the head of the first legion that can stop children from crying at night.

Her prestige once resounded throughout the Three Realms, causing all the intelligent beings to tremble and exclaim invincible.

But few people know that the first legion leader actually just wanted to be a nanny and healed everyone with love and justice.

It's a pity that she found that studying medicine can't save the other world, nor can it solve the problem.

So, let's get rid of the person who caused the problem——

The little angel stared at her blankly. In the eyes of the little angel, the other party seemed to have changed.

It was obviously the same face and expression, but the change in temperament seemed to be a completely different person.

Now she, looking at the distance, looks like a group portrait with hope in her eyes when watching the rising sun. She doesn't need to be afraid of the cold, she doesn't need to be inferior, she has a little light and a little heat, and she is the torch.

But it's a pity that that perception seems to be only for a moment. When the little angel's eyes focus, the other party's sense of mission to shoulder the long river of history has disappeared without a trace, as if everything before was just an illusion.

"..." The little angel blinked, and looked at her suspiciously: "You—are you telling the truth?"

"Of course - I lied to you~"

Aliya took her hand away, and lightly flicked her forehead: "Who can say handsome big words, will I admit that it is because I missed these vampires? Of course not, the big deal is to send a hairpin to the injured person." Ten times the subsidy, spending money to buy your life, this is what the dark world does."

"But they are not the guys from the dark world—are they for money?!"

"Then what else can you give them? Can you give them illusory love and ideals?"

In fact, there is no ten times the allowance, but part of the psionic power she bargained with the Q version of Quantum Dragon God.

The Q version of Quantum Dragon God also wants to fish, and the fish he wants to catch are hundreds of times bigger than the Poseidon. The two worlds—even the combination of different worlds may be his hunting ground. He is waiting for the heyday of Alia The super big boss who may not be able to deal with it has revealed clues.

The legion leader in his heyday was a star-bursting existence, and he could make the Q version of the Quantum Dragon God so fearful. One can imagine how difficult the opponent is.

Compared with the small loss of dying a few intelligent species, how to fight against this big hand and ensure the continuation of civilization is a more grand plan.

But Aliya refuses, or is not willing to--it is okay to sacrifice, but please start with me

The Q version of the Quantum Dragon God has no choice but to force his own tool man to die, what else can he do?

Fish can be caught slowly, but such a big fish cannot escape, but it is extremely difficult to train qualified tool people, and there is absolutely no loss.

Therefore, the Q version of Quantum Dragon God can only take a half step back, and return the right to use part of the psionic energy to her, and let her use it to add a life-saving BUFF to all allies, and by the way, strengthen her own combat effectiveness.

If that wasn't the case, how could Aliya kick the watertight hatch directly, or even carry the vampire's poisonous mist...

Although all this is very metaphysical, compared to the reality that she is already in a parallel world now, the mere friendly army blood lock buff is nothing.

As for the price - facing the little angel's sharp and angry eyes, Alia smiled heartlessly: "Anyway, I'm a ruthless capitalist who should be hanged on a street lamp, maybe now Am I just suffering retribution?"

"……retribution?"

"Bad guys, they have to get what they deserve. They have a splitting headache, tens of thousands of needles sticking at random, and even the soul-severing pain caused by the dislocation of dimensional projection. It's super uncomfortable. Let me tell you, don't you believe it? All right? It’s fine if you don’t believe it... It’s useless even if you stare at me, it’s already happened—take off your clothes.”

"……what?"

"Undress—now."

"..."

PS: It seems that I haven't posted a 2K chapter in two years?I miss you so much...

PS2: This is a double update - I'm lying to you, Chapter 2 is still being written, it will be ready soon...

Chapter 1079 1059-Come to provoke, double shift to provoke

Penthouse Theater Rotunda

The battle is still going on, but it is gradually drawing to a close.

Some dark world organizations rushed over, trying to get a share of the action, and some members of the dark world organization hidden in the crowd tried to continue hiding, but jumped out involuntarily when they were affected—or the same as a stress response moved, and was discovered.

But no matter what, in the current round hall, those who can still stand are their own enemies.

The Republic's team occupied a corner, and the group of gold-rimmed maids and Bai Li had a round. The two sides knew each other, but they didn't say anything. They just put on a defensive posture tacitly, looking like a victim.

The aggressive ones are the gate of truth and the sacred scale.

Compared with the old dark world organization Real Gate, the Sacred Scale is a bit too trendy-this is really not the opposite, the existence history of the Real Gate is actually better than that of any dark world organization at this stage except Gao Tianyuan , have a long history.

Since the establishment of Millikin, it has existed as a peripheral intelligence organization. Together with the long-term western development outsourcing police officer business and bounty hunter activities, this huge organization that later spanned the American continent was created.

With a history of 200 years, it is probably the end of a dynasty for a country, but for a dark world organization, it is just the time when it can be called old money.

The sacred scale has undergone several reorganizations, from the split of the church at the beginning, to the split between Protestantism and other sects supported by Britain, the Vatican was questioned by Italian Mussolini about how many divisions it has, and so on.

Although the Holy Scale claims to be orthodox in the church, in fact, everyone knows that they are new except for the orthodox trial court. The personnel are new, the equipment is new, and the combat method is new. Even It is estimated that the spiritual core has also changed.

At the beginning of the sacred scale, they hated all heresies, heresies of faith, and biological heresies of alien species, all of which they wanted to sweep away.

But now the holy scale is even in the mood to negotiate terms with vampires——

The sacred scale appeared in front of everyone is a team of canned men who can be called gorgeous Teutonic Knights, but the original plate armor has been replaced by the modern and technological power armor, and the weapons are also modern weapons. Even the so-called epee has become the style of a chainsaw sword.

Maybe they have plans to debut as idols and promote their cultural influence?

The leader of the knights who leads the team is a middle-aged man with a full decent appearance. He belongs to the existence of the cannon fodder mercenary leader who can be thrown into the game and can be a soldier. That enemy is worth a fight' Find something wrong with the face of Guozi.

Unless he speaks—

"Perhaps I should call you, His Royal Highness?"

The tone of the leader of the Knights was a little disgusted, a little joking, maybe seven points alert, three points impatient, and 90 points of yin and yang.

The woman wearing a mask killed the entire audience - from the current point of view, she suppressed everyone in the Republic by herself, and by the way disabled a special operations team at the Gate of Reality. After arriving, Gao Tianyuan's people stood up, and the three parties formed a delicate balance, and she was as happy as watching the fun, just standing by the side, exerting invisible pressure.

It's been a long time, and the winning ticket is in his hands, so that people can't wait to give her two punches in the face.

"The last time I saw your Pope, he was still a boy." The Persian beauty frowned, with a half-smile: "Now that he is old, he still likes to see the good figures of those girls on social media— —Do you think he will like my figure?"

The leader of the knight group tightened the chainsword in his hand, the muscles on his cheeks twitched slightly, and he forced a smile through his teeth: "Of course, Your Majesty may invite you to dinner."

"Forget it, he wants me to die...or all of you want me to die."