Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 227 Blessing
Gray Wind's movie ended when the angel held the Shire Spinal Sword and completely cut through the starship that controlled the giant structure.

At the last moment, the flames shot up to the sky, looking out from the starship's opening, more Chudan elves rushed towards the pulsar, their wing-like hair was shining and intertwined.

The sword angel's body was also burned to fly ash by the high temperature of the ship's explosion, waiting for her high-dimensional form to restore the body and release it into the real world again.

Then, the movie ended, and the small black box-like theater suspended in space had completed its mission after bringing the disaster tens of thousands of light-years away to the eyes of a few people.

Its dome was slowly removed, and the exposed starry sky remained peaceful.

Zuo Wu looked at Gray Wind.

She looked back, choked on the sweet baked dumplings, managed to straighten her breath, and waved her hands again and again:
"Hmm, I can't watch anymore! Continue, my peeping...surveillance! My surveillance will be discovered by those Chudan elves!"

She is now loyal to Liaoyuan, just as the Dilian regards the first line of defense near the star gate as cannon fodder destined to be abandoned, it is impossible for her and Liaoyuan to stand up for the Dilian now.

And Gray Wind is also the old enemy of the Chudan elves, if found out, it is very likely that the angels who were originally a mess of loose sand will be happy to see the hunter, and they will all change the direction of attack, and then show unprecedented unity.

"Then what happens after they flock to the pulsar channel?" Zuo Wu held on to his last hope: "It should take some time for them to cross the hyperspace channel, right?"

The most primitive "distance" has now become the last barrier that Dilian can rely on.

Speaking of which, the Imperial Alliance itself wants to use its vast territory and the possibility that the angels will part ways and go to different galaxies after flooding into the channel, and then dilute the distribution concentration of the angels gushing out.

It sounds like a strategy; but when you think about it carefully, you can't wash away the faint timidity revealed.

Gray Wind shrugged:

"Oh, you need to worry too much about this...or should I say naive? Just naive. Chudan angels already have a high-dimensional body, and they are even more at ease when they enter the waterway,"

"It won't take months, at most days, to reach the second line of defense once you cross over like you."

Zuo Wu was silent, recalling every detail that he had learned through Sang Deya's mouth before.

The hairless tauren said the second line of defense, which is the main force of Dilian's betting on heavy treasures.

But according to Xi's guess before martyrdom, the first line of defense should last for several weeks, and coupled with the time-consuming crossing of the channel, the Imperial Alliance should still have some time to adapt to the angel's offensive.

But the reality is that the line of defense lasted only 3 minutes, and the distance of the channel can only be delayed by one day.

Thinking about it this way, even if the densely packed angels parted ways and flocked to different galaxies in the channel because of their own fun, the second line of defense against the diluted angel group is still in danger.

Zuo Wu closed his eyes, the theater has been disassembled, and there is only a nanometer-thick floor that is constantly producing gravity.

In the vacuum environment, Zuo Wu could hear his breathing in the mask through bone transmission, and whispers from the communication, but there was still that boundless silence.

Even the light of the pulsar above the dead planet will take tens of thousands of years to spread here; this period of time is enough for the civilization of the galaxy to reshuffle several times, and repeat the cycle of prosperity and decline too many times.

tens of thousands of light years.

Zuo Wu looked at his hand, even if he tried his best, it couldn't reach two meters away;
Even if I want to do what I want to do now, if I want to affect the rise and fall of tens of thousands of light-years away in one day, isn't it too arrogant?

No, wait, there is indeed one thing to do.

Zuo Wu's heart seemed to be illuminated by gloomy lightning. He slowly got up from the chair, looked at the natural disaster creature beside him who was struggling to eat the dumplings, and inhaled: "Please help me build a terrace outside, and I will go to blow some air."

Gray Wind just made a clear gesture; Zuo Wu turned and went out, leaving only the two ladies Levina and Ji Zhi.

Levina is trying to put herself into the perspective of the angels holding the Ciel Spinal Sword, wanting to treat them as her own kind, and want to share the glory with them who are so powerful;

I want to imagine that she is also a member of the Angel Legion, and she and her family are shaking their fists of revenge against the Imperial Alliance that used her as food.

But Levina never made it.

Even when the light of the theater dimmed and she closed her eyes to adapt to the light, what came to her mind was the nightmare of being hung in the window.

This time I had a companion next to me, and the "Charles Spinal Sword" was hanging beside me. Every joint of the white spine was extremely perfect, and there was a fishy and dazzling crimson dripping down.

Numerous angels pass by the window, wantonly mocking themselves in the window;
Some angels still found it funny, and even sold themselves to the butcher shop, laughed when they were slaughtered, enjoyed the whole process of being put on the table, and then directly recovered their bodies in the high-dimensional space.

They do not understand their own suffering, or that of all their fellow beings; any suffering is a joy to these angels no matter who it befalls, including themselves.

Levina had a vague premonition that she would show big sister-like care to the lost compatriots in the outside world, and the angel who combined with Bai Ace was a complete alien
Next time I have a chance to see her, do you want to ask her what is her name?Now that there are so many angels, it is better to call that one "white angel" to show her specialness.

After all, in Levina's hometown, after a couple got married a long time ago, there was a tradition of changing their surnames to the stronger one; after Bai Ace and the angel were married, the seeker maintained the dominance for quite a while.

It seems apt to call her a "white angel".

Bai Shi once encouraged himself to be proud of being a Chudan elf.

She will show concern for the lost compatriots, and other angels are likely not. Just like the civilizations on the dead planet that can be called their children, the unawakened and not beautiful compatriots will only hinder their eyes in pursuit of pleasure.

And who can compel an angel to come to the aid of a lost kin?
The strong who developed first may never want to help the weak as the responsibility of their entire class, but they have to bow their heads according to the actual conditions.

At most, they are like angels, that is, when they are in the mood, they will sprinkle a little help like rain and dew, which is a great kindness.

soon.

Levina's thoughts drifted farther and farther, and she couldn't take it back; the swaying spine of the soldier named Shire, the dense beauty, and the encouragement given to her by the angels all surged in her heart.

It is impossible to find a point that can balance each other.

The troubles are getting deeper and deeper, and the conflicts between them are also intensifying.

Until her side waist was poked lightly.

Levina's thoughts returned to reality in an instant, she turned her head in doubt, and found that Ji Zhi could barely retract her finger.

Centaur Niang's tail exposed outside the armor swayed, as if she had finally made up her mind after hesitating for a long time: "Miss Levina, can you help me check Zuo Wu's condition?"

"Wow, do you care about him?"

The elf was puzzled: "Then you can go by yourself, why should I do it for you?"

The centaur woman sighed, glanced at Gray Wind, and slowly explained: "I'm just... a lover, who can share joy, but it's not qualified to share pain; unless there's no choice, I'm probably not the best choice."

A smile appeared on Levina's brows and eyes, she quietly washed away a lot of troubles, covered her mouth, and felt a lot more relaxed:
"But I'm just a little maid, and I don't seem to have enough qualifications in this area."

"You're more than that, I've heard of it," Ji Zhi curled her lips:
"Zuo Wu specially bought you and went to such great lengths to help you find your hands and feet. Is it just a maid? I don't believe it; besides... what Zuo Wu is worrying about is probably about you Chudan elves. Let's talk to each other and help you. Might be good."

Listen, Levina clicked her tongue and could only raise her hands in surrender. When she was about to leave, she turned her head and smiled narrowly: "It's a pity, I already have a boss lady, otherwise I will definitely support you with all my strength."

Ji Zhi patted the floor with his tail and raised his eyebrows: "Your support seems meaningless to anyone."

Levina spread her hand with one arm: "Wow, can't tell; didn't you just say that I am Zuo Wu's most trusted maid?"

……

Zuo Wu was still looking at the sky outside, and the virtual panel of the vision had been staying on the group chat he established. In the Star Sea Alliance, all his acquaintances except Sand Ya and the group of technology hunters were inside.

And the video of the movie played by Gray Wind before has been uploaded, and anyone can replay the places they are interested in and express their own opinions.

It's a pity that everyone has downloaded the movie, but there is still not a single byte of dialogue in the chat box;

This blank space shows everyone's sense of powerlessness like a white paper, but I don't know if the people on the other side of the screen have the same turbulent waves in their hearts.

at this time.

Levina's light and heavy footsteps sounded behind him.

He wiped his face to clean up his expression, turned around and asked, "Levina, I want to deal with those of your kind, do you have any suggestions?"

"You are the boss, what advice can I have?"

The elf rolled his eyes, stroked his prosthetic foot and grabbed the stumped arm, and fixedly looked at Zuo Wu's face: "It's so strange, after seeing my rich relatives, I don't think you are ugly at all. gone."

The prosthetic foot was given by Ai Shanshan.

The arm was recovered by Zuo Wu.

Those angels just frantically flick other people's spines to play.

It is also because the high-dimensional incarnations of the angels hidden in the void can repair their own bodies at will, so that they can pursue fun without any scruples, and they have long been tired of playing tricks on themselves.

Not to mention the lost fellows, they don't even care about themselves.

Zuo Wu obviously didn't expect Levina to say that. He touched his cheek and asked a little uneasy: "Huh? Then you won't vomit in front of me from now on?"

"Maybe... Uwah, could I disappoint you boss if I don't vomit anymore?" The elf took two steps back.

"Don't get me wrong, even I wouldn't, wouldn't..."

He hesitated for a long time and didn't continue this conversation, so he could only change the subject abruptly: "In a word, this is your characteristic, and it will be very uncomfortable if you suddenly lose it."

Levina retreated farther and farther away, raised her single arm to cover her lips, and her eyes became extremely deep.

But the familiar "woo vomit" did not come out after all.

at last.

The elf finally stood still, shook his hands, and laughed:
"Forget it, I give up, if I can't spit it out, I can't spit it out; but, boss, there is one thing that you have done very successfully, do you know what it is?"

"what?"

Levina looked at her hands, which were still as white as jade and flawless as usual: "Bend my aesthetics, even a year ago, I couldn't imagine living in front of human beings so, so... comfortably."

Zuo Wu shook his head, nodded again, unknowingly walked to the edge of the thin ground, sat down, with his feet hanging between the stars, and after a long time, he just said: "Thank you."

"I should thank you, boss,"

Levina hesitated for a moment, raised her feet forward, and approached him carefully; the nano-level floor is a unique blade in the world, and her feet will be cut off if she doesn't pay attention.

Obviously just sitting down, but it gave Levina the stimulation like dancing on the tip of a knife.

She exhaled, knowing in her heart that she was also an elf who liked excitement, but she was different from the angels after all.

What's the difference?
The elves haven't come to a conclusion yet, and Zuo Wu's question has been followed up:

"Levina, you told me before about the difference between 'blessing' and 'prayer' - praying for things that belong together, and offering blessings for things that don't have anything to do with each other, right?"

For example, the parents of the family would offer prayers to the wanderer, because the wanderer still belongs to the family.

But newly married couples receive the blessing of their parents, which is a declaration that the couple has become independent and has started a family.

Levina nodded lightly, the electric current burns on her body were faintly glowing due to the agitation of her mood.

Zuo Wu exhaled: "Then I want to intervene in something tens of thousands of light years away. Should it be considered a 'blessing' or a 'prayer'?"

The elf raised his head, almost without thinking: "It must be a blessing! Because things tens of thousands of light years away are not yours after all; at least for now, no one can say that the boss is your business."

Zuo Wu pursed his lips, not understanding why he wanted to discuss this issue with Levina, maybe he just longed for the short pleasure in between:
"But I can figure out that the way for Ladilian is to be crowned on the line of fire thousands of miles away, to regard Dilian as my own private property, and to impose the luck of weaving on Dilian..."

"Is this still a blessing for something irrelevant?"

The "curse" of weaving is to attach luck to pure-blooded humans and their private property; and the emperor is a profession that regards everything in the regime as its own private property.

Levina turned away.

Her face was already breathtakingly beautiful, but after seeing so many angels in the film, she was always a little tired of such brows and eyes.

But her incompleteness, the scars like splashed ink on her body severely tore apart the perfection that belonged to the elves, and only made Zuo Wu feel a refreshing kindness.

It is not as far away as the white moonlight board, nor as illusory as the word "perfect".

She is a real person, a real maid of her own.

And the light from the scars on Levina's body became brighter and brighter, and then, she couldn't suppress the impulse, she stretched out her fingers to poke Zuo Wu's forehead, and touched his eyes.

Then he put this jade-like finger into his mouth and licked it.

Very good, she didn't spit it out, Levina laughed and found her own answer:

"I understand, I apologize! I was wrong before. Blessings are subjective, and only people in high positions can offer blessings to others; prayer is passive, and people in low positions can pray to each other!"

"I am the best maid, and you are my boss, and you should be the best boss in the world! Whatever you want to do, you should do it according to your will. If you want to be the emperor, you should shoulder the willful responsibility of the emperor!"

The emperor's responsibility is to draw a blueprint willfully, and then let his subjects execute it desperately;

"The people who are timid here are not like you. You who were alone in the past and walked away when the planet was going to explode, you are more... you won't let me spit it out!"

So is my own blessing.

I want everyone to be happy.

Angels are too far away from me.

"Boss, you have to beat them up for me."

(End of this chapter)