The Crucifixion Cross

He pinched the clean spot of the paper towel with two fingers, closed one eye at the same time, and aimed at a trash can not far away.

The shooting skills he has honed over time gave him [-]% confidence in his hit rate. He believed that this 'shot' could definitely send the garbage in his hand into the trash can accurately.

However, what happened next exceeded the man's expectations.

Although he had already considered the impact of the wind speed and direction, but... the thing that the side and rear of the trash bin out of sight was opened by flying rocks was not something he could have expected.

With a hollow sound, the dirty ball of paper popped out from the opening on the side of the trash can, and rolled to the side alone.

The white-haired man was slightly taken aback, then shook his head with a wry smile, took a few steps forward, bent down, and wanted to pick up the ball of paper, but just as he stretched out his right hand, the roar of the engine came together with the howling wind. to his side.

The dirty paper balls disappeared almost in the blink of an eye, and what was left to the white-haired man was only pieces of smoke and dust kicked up by the propeller.

"Cough, cough—"

He couldn't help squinting his eyes, and waved his right hand in front of him a few times, as if he could disperse the smoke and dust—usually, this sentence means that the man is just wasting his energy in vain, but in fact Not so.

The man's right hand seemed to have some kind of magical power. Obviously, he only waved it casually a few times, but the smoke and dust raised by the propeller disappeared miraculously like a pencil trace smeared by an eraser.

The fresh air made the man's face feel a lot more comfortable, but when he caught sight of the man who was slowly stepping off the giant helicopter, his relaxed eyes suddenly became serious.

"Tsk—" Looking at the young man's face that hadn't changed at all compared to ten years ago, he was speechless slightly, and subconsciously scratched his chin with his right hand, "I haven't seen you for so many years, I didn't expect that you are still exactly the same as before. , there is no sign of aging at all..."

Hearing his exclamation, the man who got off the helicopter raised his eyebrows, his eyes swept across the empty left sleeve unintentionally, and said playfully:

"Compared to more than ten years ago, you have 'changed' a lot... Well, it seems that there is a problem with 'family education'."

His sarcasm made the face of the white-haired middle-aged man slightly stiff, but soon, he returned to that cynical look—at least, on the surface—and said with a chuckle:

"Why, Master Leiden wants to teach me parenting experience?"

"Forget it," the man who was ridiculed by the white-haired middle-aged man called 'Master Thunder' - Raiden Ryoma shook his head and said helplessly: "In terms of raising children, we are just half-baked. The real trash, whether it’s Mei or Kiyana, their growth trajectory is determined by themselves, we fathers, we can’t even be considered as guides..."

"Is it okay to laugh at yourself like this, Master Leiden?" The white-haired middle-aged man—the father Kiyana has been looking for for many years, Siegfried Kaslana slightly bent the corners of his mouth, and said with a half-smile: "In your In the eyes of my daughter, you are an absolutely qualified good father, unlike me, a loser who is going to be hunted down by my daughter..."

"A 'good father' who personally sent his daughter to the altar for his own purpose?" Raiden Ryoma pursed his lips and said in a bitter tone, "As I said, Siegfried Kaslana, we all failed Or—no, a complete scum! I sent Mei to the altar for the hope of mankind, and you... Heh, should I smile happily at this time? Although I am a scum, in this In the world, there are guys who are more scumbags than me..."

"As you like," Siegfried shrugged nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter whether it's scum or a loser... What are those things in front of the future of mankind?"

"Speak frankly," Raiden Ryoma sneered softly, "If your right hand could relax a little bit, I might really believe your nonsense, but it's a pity..."

Saying that, Raiden Ryoma lightly tapped Siegfried's remaining right hand with his chin.

"—Your right hand is almost scratched by nails?"

"Is there?" Siegfried's face remained unchanged, as if the red mark on the heart of his right hand that seemed to ooze blood at any time was not drawn by himself.

"Don't you admit it?" Raiden Ryoma shook his head with a grin, "Well, it doesn't matter, anyway, how you feel has nothing to do with what we are going to do..."

After the topic got on the right track, Raiden Ryoma's face became serious in vain, and there was no more smile:

"—Surtr, the 'Lord' is calling you, she is looking forward to this reunion after so many years."

This title, which had been decided many years ago but was not really spoken out from others until today, made Siegfried slightly startled, and immediately smiled wryly:

"Surtr...'You' really deserve to be an organization split from the destiny, this naming routine is simply printed from the same mold... According to this, my Heavenly Fire Sacred Judgment also has something similar to it A nickname that you don't even want to call your real identity?"

Siegfried didn't know that a few minutes ago, a girl who had been abandoned for many years said almost exactly the same thing to him, and he just simply felt that...

"Sure enough, our 'Leader' is still a family-loving child."

"I don't have a problem with what you think she is. After all, there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people. I am not here today to chat with you, but to take you to 'Naglfar (Naglfar, death in Norse mythology) The great ship made of the nails of the dead on which Queen Hel of the Land rides)'—as I said, the 'Lord' can't wait to meet his old friend."

"Don't be so anxious, Thor," Siegfried—no, he should be called 'Surtr' by now—shaking his head, "I still have some things to settle in the deep sea, and an answer to a question that needs to be spoken Just tell her..."

"You're waiting for someone?" Thor frowned. "Who?"

"Don't worry," Surtr smiled. He raised his head and signaled Thor to look at the sky covered by deep purple smoke clouds—in the thick haze, it seemed that he could faintly see a little golden light , "Look, isn't she here?"

Dazzling light slowly enveloped the area, and Surtr, who protruded from the center of the light, took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

Following this movement, the 'bones' that had been supporting the man seemed to collapse, and his firm figure even seemed a little stooped for a moment...

As if seeing something from Surtr's abnormal performance, Thor pursed his lips, stopped persuading, but turned and returned to the helicopter.

The helicopter, which had been on standby all the time, seemed to have received some instructions, slowly lifted off, and gradually moved away from Surtr, but did not leave completely, but hovered at an ambiguous distance.

Surtr remained silent, just raised his head, staring blankly at the golden light that was getting closer and closer to the ground, watching that familiar figure falling like a meteor together with the familiar black and white lance...

In the next moment, Surtr's figure was completely engulfed by the thick smoke and dust from the heavy object falling to the ground, but this time, even though the shock wave made his clothes rattle, Surtr's eyes did not waver in the slightest.

He stared fixedly at the center of the smoke and dust, watching that familiar yet unfamiliar figure walk out of the smoke and dust step by step...

After a short but long silence, he opened his mouth lightly, and said slowly in a voice that was so hoarse that it was almost impossible to hear him speaking:

"—Long time no see, Kiyana..."

Chapter 31. I had the father who loved me the most in the world until one day...

Perhaps for the audience, the father-daughter reunion drama that can always earn enough to move tears will never tire of watching, and in the eyes of film critics, such a plot is also the best sublimation point of a story, but for the "characters" on the screen Say?

The reunion of father and daughter after many years...is it really a 'good thing'?

In reality, perhaps very few people have really experienced such a thing, so standing on this "ignorant" standpoint, it is indeed a very happy thing to "reunite with long-lost relatives", but the reality is not movies and TV shows , it is not a simple plane like the big screen.

The audience in front of the screen can only see the touch and joy of the reunion of the long-lost father and daughter, but the ups and downs hidden behind are only known to the 'characters' themselves...

How deep was the love once, how deep is the hatred now——

It is difficult to use accurate words to describe the emotion contained in the pair of azure eyes hidden under the orange-red mask. Like an emotionless robot, she walked slowly out of the deep purple smoke with icy steps.

The strong wind blew the pure white long hair, but the girl's figure did not shake in the slightest, just like 'her', no matter what kind of predicament stood in front of her, her steps forward would always be the same Calm, persistent and firm...

In a trance, the figure of the person in front of me seemed to overlap with the "her" in the dream center, with the same pure white long hair, the same giant lance, and the same petal emblem belonging to the Shaniat clan...

Although he said the name 'Qiana' in his mouth, at the moment when the figure of the masked girl clearly appeared in his eyes, he couldn't help but slowly raised his hand, as if he wanted to confirm whether it was a layer of illusory bubble, or Incredible miracle, yet...

What responded to him was not a gentle hug, but the cold spearhead of 'Hei Abyss'...

"It's been a while—"

No one knows what kind of feelings are brewing in the masked girl's heart at this time, because the orange-red mask conceals all complicated emotions, but the words that come out of her mouth are like the sharpest knives in the world, Drenched with blood from his heart...

"Traitor of destiny, Siegfried Kaslana——no, it would be better to call you 'Surtr' at this time, right? The lackey of Jormungand, the giant of flame who tried to burn the whole world with his sword..."

The cold and harsh words made the tenderness in Surtr's heart almost overflowing to the freezing point in an instant.

He pursed his dry lips and took a deep breath.

The thick bitterness that emerged from the depths of his heart filled almost every corner of his body, but a certain self-deprecating obsession made him finally open his mouth with difficulty, and said slowly in a hoarse voice:

"If possible, I still hope you can call me 'Daddy', Kiyana..."

"Sorry, I don't think you deserve to be called that."

The masked girl said coldly.

Her voice was still cold and emotionless, as if Surtr was just a passer-by who had nothing to do with her or an enemy who had to be killed, but the slightly trembling tip of the spear from 'Heiyuan' showed that the masked girl's mood at this time was far from As calm as she appeared.

The masked girl bit her lip lightly, the slight tingling sensation stopped the trembling of the hand holding the gun, and the spear point of 'Heiyuan' finally stabilized.

She looked at Surtr not far away, her clear voice was like cutting ice and snow, with piercing coldness and determination.

"What's more, I have already forgotten what tone to use to say the word 'Dad'."

"Did you forget..." Surtr forced the corners of his mouth to curl up, showing an ugly bitter smile, "Yeah, it's okay to forget, after all, a scum like me is indeed not called 'Dad' qualifications."

"Really?" the masked girl said lightly.

She raised her eyes, and her eyes hidden under the mask looked at Surtr not far away.

When the masked girl glanced at Surtr's left body, the empty sleeves made her pupils shrunk slightly—if it was a different set, maybe the next plot would be that the lonely girl Xiang had to leave her for various reasons. The old father who went away confided his heart, but unfortunately, the God on this set is not such a kind guy...

She used to think that after meeting this guy, she would have a lot of things to say and do, and she even thought that she would be ashamed and run to his arms while crying, but until the fantasy finally became At the moment of reality, she realized that there was nothing in her heart...

Those once hot feelings have actually become cold and dry under the baptism of the long years, leaving her with only an empty nothingness...

Once something is lost, it can never be retrieved. Once the bottomless hole named 'Galan' is opened, it will never be filled again——this truth, the masked girl didn't really understand until this moment.

She pursed her lips and slightly raised her head.

Under the cover of the wind and sand, no one knew what the masked girl was doing at this moment—whether she took a deep breath to calm her mind, or silently uttered certain words...

In any case, the words that finally reached Surtr's ears still made him so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe——

"Do you know? I used to have the most proud mother in the world, and the father who loved me the most in the world, until one day, my father suddenly went to a far, far away place, and my mother disappeared soon. And then...they never came back."

The voice of the masked girl was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but it seemed that through the pure lake surface, she could vaguely see the bitterness and bitterness inside...

"My mother's name is Cecilia Shaniat, an S-rank Valkyrie of Destiny, the strongest 'Herrscher Killer' carefully bred by Cecilia's family, the sixth God's Key·Creation and The holder of the Death Key, Black Abyss and White Flower, my father is Siegfried Kaslana, he is the unruly noble son of the Kaslana family, chosen by the Seventh God's Key, the Holy Inquisition of Skyfire Although the fire passer is always cynical, at critical moments, he is braver than anyone else to face everything.

"I used to be so happy, but the good times always pass by in a hurry, and I don't even have enough time to leave deep memories to reminisce, and everything that belongs to me will disappear forever...

"Father and mother are the pride of my life, and being born into this world as their daughter is the greatest luck in my life.

"I am proud to be their daughter, but you, what are you?

"Just a pathetic coward, a shameful traitor...

"Surtr, I formally issued a kill order to you as the acting commander of the No. [-] Special Operations Team of Destiny, the Immortal Blade. You can choose to surrender your head obediently, you can choose to escape, or you can choose to resist, but No matter what you choose in the end, it cannot change the fact that you will lose—"

Chapter 32. The holy spear draws its anchor, and the sky fire unsheaths

"Have you denied that I am your father..."

Surtr smiled bitterly.

The cold words of the masked girl made his tall and straight figure suddenly hunched, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

He seems to have been abandoned by this world, and his whole body exudes an indescribable loneliness...

No, it's not 'as if', for him in the past, this strange and familiar girl in front of him and the lover who has left him forever are his 'world', and now he has indeed been taken by his own' The world' was abandoned in this cold corner...

The happiness that belonged to Siegfried Kaslana had left him forever 14 years ago, leaving Surtr with only deep despair and bitterness.

The unbearable grief almost completely broke down this once high-spirited man, but the masked girl's words were still cold and biting, and she didn't feel any sympathy for his rickets.

"Did I say that?" The masked girl said coldly: "My father died 14 years ago. He gave his life forever to protect the future and pride of mankind. Therefore, He was the pride of my life and the role model I will always follow... I am saddened by his death, but before that, I am even more moved and proud of what he did!

"He defended the dignity of human beings with his own life, and pulled down the tyrant of heaven from his lonely throne with his own strength! And you are just a traitor who betrayed the world! What right do you have to call yourself mine? 'Father'?!"

"Betrayed the world?" The corners of Surtr's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was laughing bitterly at himself, but also as if he was enduring the sadness that was almost overflowing, "How is it possible... I am obviously trying my best protect this world!"

"Guardian?" The masked girl sneered, she turned her head, and glanced at the shocking ruins around her, "—Look at this hell on earth painted by your own hands... That's it, I'm ashamed to say yes Guarding?"

"There will be sacrifices on the way to the future," Surtr shook his head lightly, "for the future that truly belongs to mankind, sacrifices now are necessary... as long as we don't stop, their sacrifices will not In vain, the ray of hope will guide us to the other side of the future..."

"Nonsense!" The masked girl's voice was terribly cold, and the tip of her right finger holding Heiyuan Baihua showed a bit of paleness due to too much force, "To destroy for protection? Necessary sacrifice? The sacrifice will not be in vain ? Haha... This is really the funniest joke in the world!"

"That's the truth..." Surtr said slowly: "The truth of equivalent exchange will never change. No matter how precious something you want to protect, you have to pay for it. Your mother... Cecilia I gave my life to protect the future that belongs to mankind, and now I am just walking the same path as her..."

In the war 14 years ago, his wife, Cecilia Shaniat, the S-rank Valkyrie with the strongest destiny, gave her life to protect mankind and kill the Second Herrscher. Now, 14 years later, under the pseudonym Surtr, he also abandoned the name Siegfried Kaslana, and presented to Midgard (located in the center of the Nine Kingdoms system in Norse mythology) as a giant of fire who woke up from a deep sleep. The fourth kingdom of the world, which is also the kingdom of human beings, is generally called 'the courtyard') raised the banner of rebellion.

In order to continue the hope of mankind in his eyes, Surtr gave up his name, his life, and many other things that are worth cherishing... However, he has no regrets, because he believes that all these sacrifices are meaningful .

One day in the future, the world will definitely become a better place because of his dedication at this time-this is the most fundamental driving force that supports Surtr all the way.

"The same road...the word that came out of your mouth is really disgusting," the masked girl said softly, "However, since you have already determined the necessity of sacrifice, then sacrifice for the future of mankind." If you have the awareness of giving your own life, you should also do it well, right?"

"If my blood can really water the way to the future, what's the point of giving my heart here?" Surtr said with self-deprecation: "What's more, if I can die by your hands, it seems to be a good idea." What about the ending... It's a pity, if you really let you shoot me through the heart, you shouldn't be in a good mood, right? Even if it's for you to kill me, a scum, You just have to work hard..."

Surtr lowered his voice very low as he spoke the last words.

Whether it is the masked girl not far away, or Thor, Wraith, and Rita above the sky, no one knows what Surtr said at this moment and what kind of determination he made. The man with one arm silently took out two pistols full of fantasy colors from the holster inside the windbreaker.

Although he is the former patriarch of the Kaslana family, Surtr has not awakened the stigmata, and his male identity also makes him lose the possibility of transplanting the stigmata. Except for his sex and strong body, this man is no different from ordinary people. However, human willpower has unlimited possibilities. Even without the blessing of stigmata, he still relies on his extraordinary talent and strong body to become The strongest ever in Destiny.

The pair of spears in his hands, the Seventh God's Key and the Destroyer's Key, is the proof of his strength.

"If I am Surtr who betrayed the gods, then this sword is the laevatain that will burn the world to the ground..." Slowly raising the great sword of flame transformed by the combination of two spears, Surtr's eyes are heavy and sad , but can feel a kind of bitter will, "Try to save this world from me, Kiyana! If you can stop me, if this organization that has rotted from the bone, really is your 'world'!"

Accompanied by the howling sound of the strong wind, the two god keys that once became each other's best companions because of the marriage of the holders - Heiyuan Baihua and Tianhuo Shengcai finally ushered in a day of tit-for-tat...

Chapter 33. The Royal Order of the Leader - A cartoon of rabbit monsters?

Whether it is Heiyuan Baihua or Tianhuo Shengcai, they are all veritable 'heavy weapons'.

After Tianhuo is unsheathed, the Tianhuo Sacred Sword is a giant sword of fire with an astonishing length, not to mention Heiyuan Baihua, that exaggerated size is not for normal people to use at all, only when heavy cavalry in heavy armor charge forward. Such a heavy weapon is used.

However, the black abyss and white flower in the masked girl's hand seemed to have no weight at all, and there was no slightest sense of stagnation when waving the stabs. It was so obedient that people couldn't help but wonder if it was the one that weighed hundreds of kilograms. (This data is taken from the oath of Judas...) of the black abyss and white flowers.

Only the violent shock wave caused by the waving of the gun and the plight of Surtr struggling under the gun can make people realize that it is not that the black abyss and white flowers have become fakes, but that the masked girl is inherited from Shaniat and Kaslan. Na's strong body gave her the capital to wield this giant lance wantonly.