Angel on earth

Joshua lowered his head to play with the colorful galaxy-like "Spirit of Wisdom" that was swimming on his body. It was a more famous and dangerous weapon than Constant's giant axe. Dragon's spine.

Aaron was still saying: "Except for Misha in this hall, all of them are immortal monsters, and Misha is only born late. But it makes sense that human beings only live for 100 years. Humans are fickle, and sooner or later they will die One day you will regret it, and death is the best way to regret it.—So, come on, wouldn't it be nice when the 'Aaron' you knew died 300 years ago? Five years ago. I don't care that much! You should be Isn’t it just to shake him, hurt him and persecute him by launching the Fourth Jihad in front of Misha? That’s all I care about, he’s very sad.”

Mikhail closed his eyes and said softly: "No. I don't care that much either. After this, one day... I will tell you. Just like you told me."

"Do you have your own secret, Misha?" Aaron exaggeratedly covered his chest, and laughed again.

Mikhail held his hand motionless, turned to Isabella and asked, "You told Gabriel to go to Port of Glory..."

"Gabriel was called by me. He is the life of a dog. Don't wrong Isabella." Speaking of Gabriel, Jonathan rarely looked gloomy and gritted his teeth. "I didn't want to kill Maria. , but at that time she had to die, and I couldn't resist until I got the position of a saint... And Gabriel! What a good dog, he ran to chase and kill Anna in order to inherit Yana's position!"

Tristan sneered: "His Royal Highness Kupala, why don't you stay in the Canaan continent to do good deeds, and going to the Red Moon to save the blacks is also a good choice, but you have to risk the risk of being discovered by the vampire conspiracy Sent you to fight in the Siegfried Federation."

Aaron immediately said: "Don't ask, Mesha, we are waiting for Mithra's hour to come, just fight with them!"

Mikhail lowered his head obediently to comfort him: "I'm not interested."

But Jonathan's expression changed exaggeratedly, and he regained his energy, and sighed happily: "Oh, you've got the point!"

"Mikhail." Isabella ignored Jonathan, but smiled with restraint and cruelty, "Today is the day your father passed away."

Mikhail turned his head away.

The priestess said indifferently:

"It is very difficult for God to be completely killed. Unless he is completely devoured, as long as there is one person who remembers and prays in his name, he will not die. The main reason that even self-destruction is impossible. Kostroma’s name was originally unknown, and she has been living on Kupala all these years. Before we completely tame the Siegfried Federation, we will not be able to bring the Harvest All traces of God's existence are completely erased. Therefore, you went to the Siegfried Federation."

As if enjoying the high scenery enough, she picked up the Eucharist and walked down the steps. The top of the halo turned into the tip of a spear, and then the halo extended golden blades to both sides, matching her layered black skirt, golden Slowly swaying like jewels.

"You are kinder and stronger than we expected. In just 16 years, your name obscured your father and mother. Kupala and the God of Harvest no longer pointed to Ivan Kupala and became your saint. part of your name. The more you draw on the strength of your father and our father, the stronger you are; the stronger you are, the more people will pray in your name. Today, the last faith of the Siegfried Commonwealth Ivan Cooper The old man La died."

"Don't listen, Misha, it's not your fault anyway, you can't be wrong! That's the responsibility they imposed on you, it's the sins caused by their evil deeds, and it has nothing to do with you!" Aaron yelled and covered his hands. Mikhail's ear, and even just leaned in to kiss his lips.Mikhail said in between his mischief: "It's all right, Aaron..."

Azariah suddenly said: "No matter what the outcome today is, we have already won the war against you."

"Whatever you want. Can you tell me something about yourself, Azaria? Rollins said that a long time ago." Aaron shrugged, "I don't hate anyone anymore. I don't have the time to hate you all." .”

Upon hearing "Rollins", Priest Gray turned back and smiled at him, then obediently looked up at Isabella, with a pure and nostalgic face, as if looking at a mother he had never had.

"Nearly 500 years have passed...Look at me, the only ones I have left...Brothers and sisters." Isabella smiled slightly, her mature and beautiful face showed the youthfulness and dreams of a girl, "M Is Ka coming too soon? Poor. Poor him. You, maybe, but I know he used to cry for me in private, and that was even just about me and Arnold. You know, Lian Miha El never shed a tear for me."

Every pair of eyes in the hall was on her.The priestess closed her eyes, not knowing what she was enjoying, and slowly and reverently shook her famous spear "Canova".

Three beautiful faces emerged from the golden light at the tip of the gun. The backs of their heads were tightly pressed together. One mouth bit down on the gun body, one mouth spit out a short dagger to the left, and the other mouth gave birth to a long and narrow curved blade. .

That's not a long gun.It is a sickle, which Isabella used to cut off the heads of the Noren, Iris, Abaddon, and Aedon during the Restoration War of the Church, and blew for Mithra time and time again. "Horn of Glory".

"I just want enough strength to fight them." Her low, solemn voice echoed in the sanctuary, "I ate them to protect my weak father. I dare not tell anyone that they are so noisy I'm going crazy... There's no way I'm going to start a family with Arnold, I'm doomed to bear lunatics, monsters, gods. But at least... I want to die decently.

"The power of the federal sun god and the moon god is not enough, the love of the Edwards family is not enough, the god of the red moon is still resenting Siegfried; even the faith that can be gained by becoming the pope is not enough, because there are not many honest people left. The sun god believers... Do you know? Joshua, Yana! Our sacrifices in the Second Jihad were exchanged for these!"

The three vampires were all waiting to fight, and apart from Yana, none of the saints showed any shock, remorse, or grief at her speech.However, after a while, Mikhail suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, took off the crown of thorns on his head, stepped forward and placed it in front of Isabella, stood up and smiled innocently like he was 16 years old:

"Then, this is for you."

"What is this?" Jonathan crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows. "I was curious at the door. There is no need to imitate the Holy Son to this extent, Mikhail? You can't stop the Quds Army."

"Anna gave it to me." Mikhail returned to Aaron, who helped him sort out his untidy clothes, "The crown worn by the First Coming Son when he was killed. Whoever wants to inherit his power, Just wear this coordinate."

Jonathan glanced at it quickly, Azaria had already made a lightning strike, and collided with Joshua's "Spirit of Wisdom" in the middle, and there was a burst of steel humming in the hall; Tristan and Ashley came forward After passing Mikhail and Aaron, they also rushed towards the crown, but were stopped by Jonathan, who was holding a knife in one hand!

The pirate queen Maria has two weapons. When plundering, she always holds a knife in her right hand and a sword in her left hand. The most common move is to wrap the enemy's weapon with a hollowed-out circular knife, and then pierce the opponent's throat and blade at the same time. heart.

Jonathan let his daughter take away the Edelweiss Sword, which symbolizes the kingship of Velus Island, and left behind the broad-faced sword with a rotting red tassel.His right hand was broken by Aaron a few years ago, and his life as a musician ended earlier; way of fighting.

The circular blade clanged off Ashley's thrown spikes, and the whip tied to his right arm wrapped itself around Tristan's neck.Even though the vampire didn't need to breathe, Tristan was still knocked down by him with a flick of his whip; at the same time, Priest Grey had picked up the handful of thorns that looked like turquoise and glass, wiped them clean and replaced Isabella The triple crown on the head.

The brief conflict stopped immediately.Everyone put away their weapons, got up from the ground, patted their clothes, and walked back to their original place as if nothing had happened.

Mikhail had already led Aaron around the pyramid in the center of the hall, and was looking at the stone statue of Ivan Kupala's incarnation behind him.The majestic stone statue supporting the wall that lost the "narrow gate" was trembling slightly at this time, and the stone chips like stars fell down.

"This is my father, Ivan Kupala." Mikhail pointed to the other side. "Originally there was my mother Kostroma, but she left forever to save me."

Aaron didn't speak, and didn't know what to say.Mikhail looked up at his father's stone statue: "I used to climb it when I was a child. I didn't do it again after being taught a lesson, but... Maybe everyone else knows that I didn't climb it for fun, I even climbed it. Not climbing trees. I just..."

Aaron hugged him suddenly: "Like this?"

"Like this." Mikhail lowered his head and bent slightly so that he could stand more comfortably. "If it's really not there, then forget it. But my parents are here.

"But now I don't feel bad anymore."

He let Aaron run his fingers through his hair, and closed his eyes comfortably. After a while, he held the other's hand, straightened up again, looked up at the stone statue that was trembling more and more violently, and smiled brightly:

"Although not perfect, I should still be a...good, upright, good person. I have done many bad things out of ignorance, and I am ashamed that I neither intend to atone for nor repent. I promised Aaron that I will be with you Brave, happy, innocent as 16 years old, and he will show me the direction; I don't care if he pointed me in the right direction in the eyes of most people, because I love him. Humans don't need mine Charity, my strength is not enough to protect him. Just like my mother protects me and you protect my mother—my father, please open your eyes and see us!"

Two golden light curtains slowly opened from above.

Several saints changed their faces, and even Yana's expression was dim, as if hesitating whether to kill the heretical god before the sun god died.Tristan and Ashley also moved nervously, each clenched the weapons in their sleeves.

Joshua was the first to shoot.

The "Spirit of Wisdom" trembled suddenly in his hand, and amidst the crackling sound, it turned into a spear and shot at Ivan Kupala, who was not fully awake.He found it in an ancient burial mound in the Siegfried Federation before World War II. The federal people searched for it for thousands of years, and even used gold and precious stones to cast fakes and put them in the palace as a scepter; The spine of the giant dragon Fafnir killed by the Freed Federation was the dragon spear that killed the enemy and the long whip that enslaved. At this time, it returned to its original shape. The huge head opened its white teeth and bit one of the eyes of the stone statue!

The God of Harvest grabbed the remains of the giant dragon with only the skull and spine, and yanked it down forcefully.Amidst the sound of the spine rattling and reuniting, Mikhail threw the "Prayer of Chastity" to Aaron, and he pulled out the "Glorious Maiden" and turned to block Isabella's sickle "Canova".

A priest dressed in black descended from the sky with a scythe in his hand, and Mikhail took three steps back with the terrifying force; Joshua took off his shirt, and together with Azariah stepped on the wall and stone carvings to drive towards the head of the Harvest God. go.

Ivan Kupala's stone surface fell off in large chunks, revealing a treacherous golden light that made people look straight into the abyss. This tremor gradually spread to the ground and to the surrounding gods. The devouring gods gradually opened their eyes and tried to escape from the cage.The dust raised by the falling stones turned into tens of millions of thorns and poisonous weeds in all directions under the sound of Yana's flute, tightly blindfolding the eyes in the air.However, Jonathan took this opportunity to slash her wrist with a knife, trying to get back the Verus tin flute!

Aaron rushed straight to the door of the temple with a long sword in his hand, and found Tristan Hardy and Ashley Dubois.

"Tristan." He loosened his collar, put his double-breasted coat on the back of the bench, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said, "give me the 'Morning Heart'. I will not kill They, they have the right to live for themselves and to avenge themselves, but I will not allow them to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Don't be so high up there! You're always fucking like this, as if I care how much you have the ability to keep hating you!" Tristan pulled out a shotgun and a mithril cross sword from his coat, "It's been so long , you have not changed at all, are you still immersed in the glory and failure of the past? Aaron Young Edwards, you always pretend to be sober, but nothing can change the fact that we are your people, you What is Christine? How many Edwards died in Sun City? You mourn for them all day long, but you refuse to take a look at what life we ​​live!——Only all human beings who have enjoyed our blood Only blood can wash away our grievances!"

"Don't pretend to be ignorant." Ashley held black steel needles between his fingers, and blood oozed from the bandages on his arms, "I read the Gospel of Calvin, Mikhail Kupala You only need to use your brain to understand. Why do you think Isabella even released this book for the red moon? Maximilian should have died a long time ago, but he received your blood. Even if the personal style of the father and son are different It may be exactly the same, and the Dubois family, slaves of records, could not have produced an artist enough to be the head teacher of the saints. For 300 years, the members of the Dubois family have not changed except for reduction, just like Ivan Cooper As here, my family is in this holy city, my Grandpa Maximilian is Dubois who received a handout from Mikhail Kupala to become 'Raphael'."

"...you are different from me." After hearing this, Aaron leaned on his long sword and said, "I have received the blood of God the Father. To put it bluntly, it is as difficult to kill as Him. But, Maximilian The moment Liane starts breathing again is when he dies."

"I know. He is old, and being escorted to Sun City is enough for him to lose half his life, and you still saved him." Ashley said, "but the right to die, to rest, and to think is better than living." The right to go down is more important."

Aaron smiled strangely: "Oh, Tristan, you still laugh at me. Don't you want to change back to human?"

"You know that," Tristan said, "There's no way we're going back to normal."

"Are you going to take revenge on everyone for this?"

"We've lived too long, Aaron, there's got to be something to hold us up."

"Just like I love Misha, do you hate humans?"

"No." Tristan grinned and said softly, "I love Ashley as much as you love him. Didn't I say that? I'm going to let her wear the Queen's crown and sit on the throne of honor." throne."

"Ah, that's easy to understand." Aaron raised his eyebrows, "However, I insist on not taking this responsibility. I survived and avenged the dead; you knelt on the ground and begged, so I transformed You two; I have done nothing to bring Wakefield down here, and therefore have no reason to lead her forward.—that is, the negotiations have broken down?"

The two vampires nodded gravely.The next moment, Tristan rushed forward with a crossed sword, and Ashley's steel needle shot out from Aaron's blind spot!

Aaron held Tristan's sword with one hand, took out the knife with the other, and blocked the long black needle mercilessly without looking at it.A few long needles pierced the girl's palm and arm, but the needle that passed through the forearm and was nailed to the wooden chair in the distance did not have a little blood.Ashley bit off the bandages, revealing two bony arms. The sporadic flesh stuck to the bones had been growing, rotting, and oozing pus for more than 200 years.

She walked around behind Aaron, and Aaron immediately pressed Tristan's sword, exchanged positions with the opponent in an instant, and kicked Tristan in front of her eyes.But he just took a breath, and Tristan, who didn't need to breathe, had already stood up with force from his waist, and slashed at him with a sword!

Ashley grabbed Tristan's shoulders and followed him up. While Aaron was blocking with his sword, he used his hands hard and slammed his leg like a whip on the top of his head; Aaron kicked on Tristan's abdomen to borrow He retreated, but was kicked by Ashley and broke his nose. He coughed a few times and spit out blood.

Before he could react, Tristan and Ashley had surrounded him again.

"Why are you so cruel to us, Aaron?" This time, Ashley finally managed to throw himself on Aaron's back, and two small hands connected to bones grabbed his throat tightly.Her tone has no ups and downs, but her tone is full of complaints:

"Everybody wants to live decently, nobody wants to do bad things, everybody wants to be Mikhail Kupala."

The "Prayer of Chastity" was longer than Tristan's cross sword, Aaron blushed, and the sword edge crossed the opponent, piercing Tristan's wrist dangerously; but Tristan seemed to have no pain, Holding the crossed sword tightly, he took a step forward and sent the tip of the sword into the back of Aaron's hand.

Aaron freed one hand and broke Ashley's left arm bone, throwing her to the ground, and the sword hand hesitated to cut off Tristan's wrist.A lump of flesh gushes from the fracture, and in a few moments it will grow into a complete hand, but Aaron knows that the torture that the hand suffered will remain in it forever.

"Who brought the harvest to the church? Is it Mikhail Kupala? It's your compatriots that you look down on, it's us dirty and vulgar vampires!" Tristan roared and picked up the pew, "You Have the time to pity the niggers but won't look at us, father?! Have you ever seen the desert of the church? Of course there is no desert in the land of milk and honey. Before Mikhail Kupala was born, vampires were like ants Plowing the silver desert like exploding dung barrels, it was our fellow men who started the age of theocratic revival, and before that we were traitors, apostates, thieves, slaves and whores, bastards, you name it in any prison Human beings who are more sinful than us, why are we?!"

Aaron was caught off guard by his head-on blow, and in a burst of dizziness, he saw Ashley looking for the severed arm thrown by him on the swaying ground, and then instinctively blocked it with a horizontal sword, shaking his hands twice before barely stopping it.Tristan loomed in front of him, stabbing a dagger into his heaving chest, barely touching the newborn heart.

"No one deserves to be enslaved, Tristan," Aaron gasped.

Knowing that he was showing mercy, Tristan also let go of the dagger under the blade of the "Sacrifice of Chastity" and took two steps back, smiling sharply:

"Anyone can say beautiful words! So didn't the church deprive us of our human identity? Reasonably hate us, rationally enslave us, rationally slaughter us—"

"I guess Mikhail Kupala never talked to you about that battle in 'The Canyon of Thousands. And Tristan begged him not to kill them, they are not Federation, they have to go home, they still have a chance... But if we didn't run fast, he would kill us too. Where is your good Misha An angel? But anyone who has seen how he slaughtered our people - your people will understand the truth."

The three vampires looked up at the same time, looking at the pair of distant golden eyes that were occasionally covered by the dragon spear.

Tristan gritted his teeth: "He's a demon."

Aaron took a breath, wiped his hair, and said with a wild smile: "Fool, Tristan! I call him Misha and think he's an angel just because I like him. Don't you love Ashley? Don't you think she's a little angel too? If you can't, you're not as good as me.—I say this one last time, give me the 'morning star'!"

Yana flew up and kicked Jonathan's wrist, and the latter's big knife drew an arc in the air and flew towards this side.Jonathan didn't want to fight, he rolled neatly on the spot, leaving Yana behind to look for his weapon.But one step ahead of him, Tristan jumped up, grabbed the handle of the knife and slashed at Aaron!

To everyone's surprise, Jonathan stepped in front of Aaron, with a gloomy face, and his two purple eyes looked particularly fierce under the gray messy white hair.He threw a long whip around Tristan's ankle to make him lose his balance, and immediately kicked the knife in Tristan's hand like Yana did to him, and said through gritted teeth:

"Get your dirty hands off, Hardy! This is Maria's knife, do you deserve it?"

With blue veins popping out of Tristan's forehead, he stood up and clamped Jonathan's neck with his legs, growling:

"You deserve to think we are dirty, Jonathan Bianchi?! Who are the vampires?! Is it us?! We just drink some blood, people should have bloodletting every month, my teeth are worse than those in third-rate clinics The needles are cleaner! ——but what about the people in Lieyang City? What about all those so-called ordinary people? They serve the Sun God without any worries, drink our blood and eat our flesh!"

Aaron had tied Ashley up while Jonathan was going crazy.

Tristan and Jonathan let go of each other at the same time without looking at each other. The latter grabbed the tin whistle from Yana's hand with a knife, while the former approached Aaron carefully with his back hunched, trying to rescue Ashley.

"Aaron, Master Edwards, you're just laying on the cutting board and being stabbed a few times, Ashley and I were sent to hell!" He said hoarsely, trying to distract Aaron , "every day, every moment, we endure all the trials that are based on you, and you and Mikhail Kupala can trample our pain just because of the blood of God... Yes, this world It's unfair, as a businessman and a nobleman, I've known it for a long time. But I also know that all the mistakes made by vampires will never be repaid with a lifetime of dignity-no freedom, no self, camels that carry water We can still rest for a night, but we can only look at the moon in the sky and even the river deep in the ground with our mouths open at certain moments, on a certain full moon night."

"Dignity?" Aaron turned his head and glanced at the battlefield of Mikhail and Isabella, making sure that they were far away, then twisted his neck, rolled up his sleeves and looked at Tristan with a half-smile, "You Walk on your sister's legs, Tristan? Laura is at least a little taller than Kristen."

Tristan's expression froze for a moment, and there was a wonderful joy in his heart.

He looked at Aaron and laughed shrilly.

"To put it bluntly, Tristan," Aaron glanced at Ashley vigilantly, making sure that she couldn't break free, and continued, "You were already vampires when you arrived in Sunset City, and blood is always cold. Chilblains will not be damaged by frost... Your family is gone, only Laura hides well. Do you envy me? I still envy you. At least you don't have to watch yourself rot and shrink. Ah , Having said that, the most tormenting people are those pampered priests, the sewing technique is really bad, I can sew better without using fingers."

He held the sword in one hand and spread it with the other, and said, "Father can only help you here, Tristan!"

"Didn't you see Ashley's hand?" Tristan demanded.Unexpectedly, Aaron was really taken aback for a moment, pushed his glasses, and narrowed his eyes.

After a while, he shrugged and walked towards Tristan with his sword in hand.

"Sorry, my eyesight is not very good recently, I can't see clearly. If you really love her, you can understand. Love will cover people's eyes."

Tristan had no other weapon but to shoot him.But the gunshots were louder than all cold weapons, and the ancestor of the vampire could split the bullet mixed with divine blood in half with his eyes closed.

"Yes, we won't rot alive." Tristan emptied the last bullet, threw the shotgun to the ground and waited to die, "Ashley and I didn't suffer because of our preciousness...but it's also because of this, Our countrymen are more like you than anyone else in the world. Iron melts their hands and feet, whips break their spines, ore smashes their heads, but they are not men, and Azarias always ordered their bodies to be recovered, Use the intact parts to piece together a usable slave."

Aaron walked up to him.

"It's the same as Isabella ordering the Quds Army to go to war...I don't expect to defeat you, Aaron." Tristan stared at him with blood red eyes, "but you should at least feel guilty... Think again. At least for us Killed Azaria."

Aaron kicked Tristan Hardy over, stuck the moon white long sword on the ground, and said viciously:

"None of my business! I just want you to hand over 'Morning Star'!"

Tristan turned over, and fumbled in the inner pocket of his vest with his newborn limp hands, and took out the egg-sized blue-purple crystal with sharp fragments: "Since you don't want to join forces with us— —”

The doctor clicked:

"Can't you give Misha a ring?!"

The next moment, under the astonished eyes of everyone, Aaron Young Edwards covered his mouth and swallowed Cain's heart, coughed a few times, wiped the blood overflowing from his nose with his sleeve, and stood up. get up.

He kicked Tristan again, and said hoarsely:

"get out!"

Tristan didn't answer.He and Ashley lay on the ground, panting violently, sucking air frantically into their useless lungs.

Their eyes widened in horror and they breathed heavily as if they were dying.The overly viscous blood does not flow fast enough, and the lack of oxygen makes their eyes darken and their minds dizzy. The souls that have been living for a long time surrendered to the flesh, and the fragile hearts, lung lobes, and blood vessels re-dominated their wills——

Aaron closed his eyes, held his long sword, and listened to the exhausted breathing of himself and his former friends amidst the roar of the temple.

Beneath the trembling and wailing of the Holy City for the Father, there were many, many more of these breaths.