The Crucifixion Cross

Her attitude further shows the fact that she has stepped out of a certain psychological circle—perhaps deep down in her heart, Ulandal, like Wendy, is also worried about this young love that has not yet begun. I feel sorry, but as I said before, whether you like it or not, is one thing, but whether you want to turn your heart into action is another matter.

Many people talk about 'action is worse than heartbeat', as if this is a wise saying, but the fact is just the opposite. If all heartbeats are really to be turned into actions, the world has long since become a sinner's failure. paradise.

Between heartbeat and action, Ulandal finally chose the former.

"You've said everything you want to say...I hate it."

Wendy bit the straw and said sullenly.

However, the low mood came and went quickly, but it was only the effort of Youlandelle eating a piece of lava chocolate cake, and Wendy regained her spirits.

"By the way, Bianca, you haven't said why you brought me here! Is it because there is any special program tonight? Like a temple fair in China or a fireworks display in the Far East?"

"Do you have too much hope for this place?" Youlandelle shook her head with a smile, "Even in the Far East and Shenzhou, not every city will hold temple fairs and fireworks displays. This city in Oceania Let alone a town whose name cannot be found on a map."

"I think the economic strength of this town should not be bad. It is so close to Fraser Island, and there should be a lot of tourists every year. Moreover, if the conditions here are really so bad, how can Seventh Heaven Is it here?"

Wendy rested her chin and said half-jokingly and half-seriously:

"It's impossible to meet you in this city of destiny, right?"

"……Um?"

Ulandelle was startled, and she realized that what Wendy said was true—of course, it wasn't the latter sentence, but the previous one.

From Wendy's words, she noticed a huge sense of disobedience.

As we all know, the more developed a city is, the more complete its internal facilities will be.

Internet cafes are a very typical example. Internet cafes in big cities are not called Internet cafes but Internet cafes, and some are directly called "Internet leisure and entertainment clubs".

Not only the signboards, but also the decoration configuration is more high-end than the other. The luxury of some Internet cafes is even more staggering, and even people can't help but start to wonder if the boss has too much money and nowhere to spend it. An Internet cafe is so exquisitely decorated—— — That’s right, what I’m complaining about here is a live-action TV series adapted from a certain online game novel.

In addition to Internet cafes, the gap in economic development between big cities and small cities is also reflected in many places, including city appearance, which can be regarded as a relatively obvious indicator.

As far as Ulandale's own understanding is concerned, coffee shops seem to be among them.

Where do coffee shops come from in real small towns? It would be nice if there are a few Michelle X cities selling milk tea for you. As for the coffee shops with exquisite decoration?

Turn left, no thanks to Taobao Marketing Department...

Perhaps Ulandal's opinion is a bit too subjective, but from her own experience, it is indeed difficult to see a messy coffee shop with exquisite decoration like Seventh Heaven in a small city. This is especially true of the towns of towns whose names are not even found on the Internet.

But Su Sheng, the salted fish store manager whose hobby is to open a shop, and whose job is to travel around the world to take pictures, opened such a coffee shop with exquisite and luxurious decoration in such an inconspicuous town... …

After excluding the option of 'boring second generation X', the remaining possibilities, no matter which one is intriguing.

What Youlandelle didn't know was that the heartbeat of Su Sheng, who was pretending to be wiping the glass on the bar counter, was about to break through the sky.

Should it be said that it is the strongest S rank in destiny?

This observation and acuity are simply against the sky!

Su Sheng felt that even if her acting skills weren't great, she definitely wasn't too bad. After all, she was personally instructed by a black-bellied maid, and even the arc of her smile was fixed into the favorite look in Youlandal's dream, but what about now?

Just because he opened the coffee shop of Youlandelle's dream in such a remote place, she actually felt something was wrong...

Sure enough, Youlandelle should not be underestimated!

Su Sheng sighed silently in his heart, he felt that this trip was really the right one.

Fortunately, the luxurious meal prepared by the unscrupulous master, the paralyzed brother and the black-bellied maid has just lifted the lid of the pot, and even the appetizers have not been served yet. He has plenty of time to slowly implement the "plan"—— , Su Sheng was the person who resisted this 'plan' the most at first.

But the fragrance is fragrant, so what can I do?

Honestly wait...

Sighing silently in her heart, Su Sheng picked up the shiny glass that she had already polished, and did not forget to show a "curved smile dedicated to Youlandelle" in the direction where Youlandelle and Wendy were. ——Although, she didn't see it.

Under Bai's mocking gaze, the corners of Su Sheng's mouth twitched slightly, and he resumed the 'soft expression for Youlandelle' that was also specially customized for Youlandelle.

It's miserable to say that Su Sheng's whole body is not her own now, from facial expression to hairstyle to clothes to temperament, everything is the 'Urandale's customized version' specially prepared by a black-bellied maid.

If this goes on like this, Su Sheng feels that sooner or later, she will turn into the shape of Youlandelle...

"That's really exciting..."

Su Sheng complained silently.

After making complaints about herself, Su Sheng looked at the sky outside the window again—it was quite early in April, and now she could faintly feel the darkness of day and night.

"That guy named Modo, it's about time to start acting, right?"

Hua Ling's words: Three rounds and ten rounds Gustav, crooked is horrible... No more smoking, no more smoking, concentrate on giving the New Hillton crystal...

Chapter 33. Holy Blood, Shocking Change [The second update has arrived, and now is the time for subscriptions! 】

Just as Su Sheng was muttering softly, the head of the logistics department of the Oceania Branch—a shadowy man named 'Modo' also happened to come to this unnamed town.

Unlike his immediate superior, Orka, who is so mild and upright that he is not suitable to be a branch chief, Modo is a real careerist, and even a true patriot—the patriots here don’t even need to be marked quotes.

Everyone knows that Modo is the exact opposite of Olka who focuses all his work on how to run the Oceania branch well. Compared with the interests of the branch, he pays more attention to the sovereignty of the entire Oceania.

In other words - Mordo doesn't want to continue to be the dog of destiny.

Since the first day Europeans set foot on the land of Oceania, this idea of ​​being born a slave has been deeply imprinted in the soul of every generation of Oceania leaders.

Maybe they were young and frivolous when they were young, and they also had the lofty ambition of "thousands of households in the dung", but the courage and determination of the past have been squandered over the years. Generation after generation of leaders finally chose to give up their ideals when they were young, willing to become pawns of destiny.

However, Modo is different because he is not a native of Oceania.

Strictly speaking, he should even be regarded as two-thirds of the Far East, because he spent the first two-thirds of his life in the Far East, and returned to Oceania for the last third. A piece of land gave birth to him but failed to support him.

The ideological education received in the Far East made Modo feel disgusted with this kind of unfreedom. Why do we people in Oceania have to obey your destiny?

This is not the arrogance of "my fate is up to me", but a consideration based on realistic factors.

Be a dog to destiny, then you will really be a dog for the rest of your life.

Now Oceania has been a dog of destiny for 500 years. For 500 years, even a Chinese pastoral dog should evolve into a Tibetan mastiff, right?But actually?This Chinese pastoral dog is about to degenerate into a husky!

Modo, who returned from overseas, could not tolerate the cruel reality of his homeland being used like a dog, so he devoted himself to cultivating his own strength to compete with the destiny since he took office.

The reason why it is necessary to start from the head of logistics instead of directly attacking the throne of the head of the branch is also to be able to grasp the most precious resources.

Facts have proved that Modo has done a good job.

With his efforts, the strength of the Oceania Branch can be changed on the surface, but in fact, the real armed forces of the Oceania Branch can already rank in the forefront among all the branches of Destiny.

Although Wendy is still the only A-rank Valkyrie, there are a large number of excellent B-rank Valkyrie enough to fill the gap in high-end combat power to a certain extent.

However, trying to resist the domination of destiny with this level of strength is tantamount to hitting a stone with a pebble.

Why does everyone know that Modo wants to rebel, but no one has been willing to report?

The reason is actually very simple-since everyone knows that no matter how hard Modo tries, it is impossible to squeeze out a force that can compete with the headquarters from this land, so why would they make things difficult for such a true patriot?

They couldn't convince themselves to hurt Modo, but they were even less likely to take the initiative to stand on his side.

In fact, even Modo himself once thought that his so-called "counterattack" was just a dream, but isn't the reason why dreams are so precious because they have the value and possibility of being realized?

Every titmouse dreams of being the last predator, and Modo is no exception.

And now, he finally ushered in the moment when he swallowed the mantis into his stomach——

Looking at the exquisite and compact black box in his hand, a smile slowly bloomed on Modo's cold and solemn face.

It was the sky fire of Prometheus that illuminated his gloomy life, and was called the "Eight Mirror" by 'they'.

Modo doesn't know its principle, but knows what it can do.

It is like a flame, bringing warmth and light to those who need it, and it can also make those who should be punished feel the unforgettable pain——!

"Don't think that you can continue to ride on our heads and shit, you **** of destiny!"

Modo sneered and squeezed the black box in his hand tightly.

Behind him, countless B-rank Valkyrie from the Oceania branch made the same movement——

Not only around Modo, but other Valkyries who had already ambushed also took out the box from their arms.

They are scattered in this nameless town, and there is almost no connection with each other, but if someone looks down from the air, they will find that these Valkyries holding black square boxes faintly cover the entire nameless town. small town!

At the moment when the hands of the watch pointed to 47:[-], all the people holding the box—whether it was an ordinary human like Modo or the Valkyrie he had carefully selected—squeezed the box hard. tight!

For a moment, these square boxes seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure from the outside world, and the pitch-black shell cracked slightly with a cracking sound of 'click, click'.

Scarlet stripes gushed out of the 'wound' of the square box shell like blood, instantly turning the plain black box into some kind of evil black magic prop.

Bang bang, bang bang—

Wonderful power was dancing in the cracked square box. Seeing this, Modo couldn't help showing an excited smile.

He stared at the coffee shop named Seventh Heaven, his sea-blue eyes were bloodshot, but it did not prevent him from firmly imprinting the figure of the "Destiny's Goddess" in his eyes.

"Ready for a day trip to Hell? Ah, sorry, I don't seem to need your permission, goddamn ****!"

Modo grinned, his smile was ugly and ferocious, but his voice was cold as if it came from Eternal Hanchuan.

He lifted the cracked square box high, and slowly pushed the plan into the next step——

"The first and second stages of 'Prometheus' have been launched, and the third stage of 'Holy Blood' has been injected, and the 'injection' is expected to be completed in seven seconds—"

Amid the icy announcement, the flowing scarlet color of the square box shell became more and more eye-catching, and some kind of strange power continued to spread around the square box as the center.

Not only Modo, but also the boxes in the hands of every Valkyrie who listened to his orders were undergoing similar changes, and after seven seconds, this wonderful power finally broke away from the pure perception category, they were like thin Blood mist drifted away, covering the entire nameless town almost instantly!

If someone looked down from the sky, he would be terrified from the bottom of his heart by this horror movie-like scene!

Chapter 34. Sacred Blood, Shocking Change 【One Update】

Although looking down from the sky, the whole town is shrouded in a bloody mist, which looks like a horror movie, but the few people in Seventh Heaven didn't notice anything strange at the first time—at least on the surface It seems so.

Su Sheng and Bai Huanbiao's acting skills, they are obviously behind the scenes, they know all about Modo's plans, which naturally includes the outbreak of blood mist, but at this time they pretend to know nothing .

The two people who had been prepared for a long time had already taken protective measures, which could allow them to safely pass through the outbreak of the blood mist—this time was about 10 minutes—after that, the effect of the blood mist would be greatly reduced, although It can still have a very good effect on suppressing Honkai, but it is impossible to directly transform into a Honkai killer like the first 10 minutes.

However, for Modo, 10 minutes is completely enough, and it can even be said to be very generous.

In addition to these two terribly bad behind-the-scenes masterminds, Youlandelle and Wendy also sensed that something was wrong.

However, this time, Ulandal, who is an S-rank Valkyrie, was slightly slower than Wendy.

Obviously the two of them were planning what to eat tonight one second ago, but Wendy's expression changed the next second.

Fiery pain came from the right leg implanted with the Gem of Desire, and for a moment, Wendy almost had the illusion that her body was being torn apart by the blazing blade.

"Well--!"

Even a battle-hardened A-rank Valkyrie, a qualified person who longs for gems, cannot endure such pain.

The slender brows were tightly knit together, the delicate and fair face became pale as paper in the blink of an eye, and even the corners of the lips lost their color.

Big beads of sweat slid down the cheeks and dripped onto the cake pan, making the green of the matcha and the white of the cream extremely cloudy.

An incomparably huge fear of losing something surged in my heart. It felt like something was about to tear my legs off!

Her expression instantly became extremely distorted, and her body trembled involuntarily. She was no different from a child who was frightened by a horror female ghost in a horror movie. The majesty that a qualified person should have.

"Wendy!? You are..."

"Run away..."

Wendy gritted her teeth and spoke with difficulty.

"..."

Ulandal was silent, but she didn't just stand there like the mentally handicapped ones often seen in animation, refusing to leave without asking why.

So in 'what...?Wendy, what are you talking about?escape?Why run away? 'Before such remarks about cerebral palsy came out, Ulandal stood up from her seat.

The excellent on-the-spot response honed through many battles allowed Ulandal to find the best position in an instant. She could retreat first by herself or take away Wendy, who had troubled legs and feet.

I have to say that Ulandal is not compared to those mentally retarded and mentally retarded people who don't leave without asking for clarification. All her actions are extremely reasonable, and this is why she can become S-level at the age of 14 and get the black abyss and white flowers. important reason.

Urandale immediately decided to trust Wendy, she stretched out her hand towards Wendy without hesitation, intending to forcibly drag Wendy away—although she still didn't know what made Wendy so scared, but at this moment It's always right to go.

However, before Urandale grabbed Wendy's arm, the Wind Maiden raised her hand first—the slender and slender fingers were already pale at this time, and there was no trace of rosy color, and the ripples of the wind were entwined and trembling slightly. His fingertips turned into a chaotic storm in an instant!

Longing for the gems to go berserk—this was the first thought that came to Ulandal's mind, and it was also the most reasonable, but Wendy quickly told Ulandal with the facts that she was wrong!

Although the storm caused by the power of the Herrscher was frightening, it didn't mean to hurt anyone at all, it just simply blew Ulandal away.

However, Wendy still made a mistake after all.