Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

Enduring the painful posture, yet trying to maintain the appearance of a human as much as possible, he continued to climb the stairs awkwardly.

Come to think of it, I had a similar experience with Amadeus.

Two people walking side by side on the road, although it is not a distant thing, but unfortunately I can't remember it at all.

"But I've been in contact with Alan quite a lot these past few days."

It was probably a few days ago. When Allen opened his eyes, he saw a spectacular pile of wreckage. Before he could say anything, he lay back down again...

What a powerful person.

Occasionally, he would look down at the scenery below the steps. Unexpectedly, the red dots of light that covered nearly one-third of Paris stopped.

Those remnants that were flying around in the sleeping streets were stopped by someone.

Andusias looked down at the horrifying scene and continued climbing the stairs.

The ground is getting farther and farther away, and the sky is getting closer and closer.

The realization of dreams, people's wishes. Everything he prayed for but never realized is moving away step by step.

That has nothing to do with it anymore, as if it were a story from another world.

How many times have I walked that street, and how many days have I spent there.

There is nothing that is unknown and nothing that has not been experienced.

The blankness at the beginning was gradually buried with repetition. With the burial, the light also disappeared. So I loved the daily life more and longed for a new day, but my light also disappeared.

This is the natural result, a truth that was clear from the beginning.

Happiness has been paid for enough. There is no need for new stories. Even in the monotonous days, the contract of eternal cycle can be kept.

But why am I always obsessed with new stories?

First of all, I would like to state that this was definitely not influenced by Amadeus.

——Maybe I’m tired of it.

I want to end it because I am tired of it, it's that simple. If I don't do that, I will just want to release something regardless of the consequences.

The end is different from the so-called non-continuation. If you stay here forever, you will never be able to move on.

The ground was hidden behind the clouds, and it was as if I had reached the stars. It was like traveling toward the stars, climbing up a staircase with no end in sight toward the distant sky.

——Although I can almost see the end.

"Why do you want to end this wish?"

A new voice appeared. Andusias looked up and saw the guy who was closely related to Allen standing in front of him.

I can't remember the reason or anything.

I just know very clearly what I want to do most right now.

At the end of this road, the coward who was living in the black moon will emerge and be free.

"Even though he clearly wanted to kill you."

There is no reason why.

It's just atonement for a guy who committed a sin in the past.

"What a surprise. I thought you hated humans."

This is true.

The strongest and worst thing about human beings is that they themselves are born with original sin, but they gather all the sins in the world together and use them to laugh at them, as if they are pure and innocent.

——Despite this, life is valuable.

Even if human beings themselves have no value, the history they have accumulated is meaningful.

Even if you keep repeating the same mistakes, as long as you can still do something, there will definitely be something that can be saved.

The sky was a canopy of stars. The long performance ended, and a dry sound echoed in the ruins. Crackling, crackling, crackling. This was not the sound of a burning fire. This dry sound was echoing around me.

In other words, the guy who thought he was the best in the world was clapping involuntarily.

"Well, goodbye, you conceited fellow."

I passed him sitting on the steps and continued walking.

"How do you feel about these days?"

"Me?" Andusias stood there thinking. Although he still maintained his human outline, his body had become illusory and he could see several eyes moving inside his body.

"At least I don't hate this place."

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PS1: The last Dark Sword update was a week ago. Time flies so slowly (not really)

PS2: 339 takes Hong Kong spookiness to an inappropriate level.

PS3: This SP3 has a difficulty of 8 maps... The ones that dropped are outdated air defenses, so annoying.

Chapter 212 The Devil Mozart Arrives Here

After this I looked, and behold, a door was opened in heaven, and the first voice I heard was like a trumpet speaking to me, saying, “Come up here, and I will show you what must happen after this.”

——《The Bible·New Testament·Revelation 4:1》

The seventh arrondissement of Paris is where famous places and government agencies are concentrated. Alan started from the fourth arrondissement and ran diagonally on the streets at night.

The iconic Eiffel Tower is right there, and getting there is not that troublesome with the help of this huge sign.

——This is based on the premise that there is no obstruction to taking public transportation.

In fact, after the final performance began, the city’s transportation system had stopped operating, and there were not even night buses. Allen could only rely on his own feet to move forward.

Although he knew that he had little energy left, Allen was not calm enough to adjust his running rhythm. He could only grit his teeth, move his wounded body, and consume the little energy he had left, and continue running in the silent empty city.

Crossing Saint-Michel Boulevard and running past the Luxembourg Gardens, he felt the hustle and bustle of the city and the lights getting farther and farther away from him. As he continued running, even the residential areas became sparse. After passing through the artificially planted grove, he entered the Plaza de Marche Park.

Because the Champ de Mars hosted the first World Expo, it was designed to be very neat and tidy, without any awkwardness. And in the center is the iron tower that was once opposed by countless celebrities.

The air gradually settled, time began to become ambiguous and unclear, and the body kept sending out bad signals.

Although he didn't know what method Gracialabos used to allow himself to survive after suffering that blow, Alan now clearly felt the changes in himself.

After running for a long time, his chest felt very hot and his breathing was unusually rapid, so much so that he wondered if there was something wrong with his heart.

Alan pressed the elevator to the third floor. The observation deck at 276.1 was the closest road to there. The screams that could be heard at the beginning had disappeared when he got here.

The elevator is still fulfilling its mission of taking people to their destination, and the machine has not lost its value due to the existence of these anomalies.

Paris has become quiet tonight, and has turned into a huge map. The avenues and alleys are divided into countless lines of varying widths. The street lights that are interwoven like a web have dyed the streets with a layer of rouge-like white and a hazy look.

Just as he had expected at the beginning, the bottom of this world and a certain point at the beginning were connected by a black thread.

But the people above were not satisfied. They turned around, and the red lights that originally illuminated the streets became mixed sounds in the wind.

"——Come on, the agreed time has arrived——"

It was something I had heard on countless nights, and it was once someone's resentment.

At this moment, they followed a long-planned path, containing this terrifying hatred and jealousy, and went to the moon one after another.

It is not Alan's responsibility to send them to the moon. Alan's responsibility is to send them back to hell.

There has been only one way to Mount Huashan since ancient times, and if you want to get there, you have to take the stairs in front of you. It wasn't until he stood in front of the stairs himself that Allen understood what this was like.

So far!

At first glance there seemed no way to reach it, no, there was no will even to step onto the steps.

The black moon was moving, and he glanced at the time. He only had an hour and a half left.

Alan touched his chest with his hand, but his heart was beating so fast and his breathing was so shallow that it was unbelievable. No matter how hard he breathed, he felt that he was not getting enough oxygen. If he was not careful, he might die on the way up.

"Since we are doing this until the last minute, we have to do it well."

Andusias used the power of the Holy Grail to create this world, this beautiful dream that people don't want to wake up from.

The Holy Grail is there, the key to solve the problem is there, and the person that the demon regards as a treasure is there. Those who fight on the ground no longer look up at the sky, and everything will end on this night.

Alan climbed the steps.

That meteor in the sky pointing straight to the sky has no support and no forks, but it is the only way to the gate to heaven.

At this time, Scathach, who had completed her mission, stood on the top of the Montparnasse Tower at the border, watching the cycle that was about to end.

"Go ahead, what else can we do?"

After the 13th, Paris will return to normal, everything will return to its original state, as if nothing had happened during these days.

——Except that someone will lose these memories.

Although he is only an observer, his actions are the same as those of the real entity.

But at least there are still people who will remember him. Even if he himself forgets, there will still be people who will remember this illusory yet real dream until the last moment.

......

The night is almost over.

Finally, after almost exhausting his last bit of physical strength, Alan reached the end, pushed open the door and walked in, but the direction of events was far beyond his expectations.

The man who appeared in front of him was a man with a buttoned front, olive-shaped decorations all over his body, and a mask. He was wearing pointed gloves that reached his elbows, and he was wearing yellow and green clothes.

"Good evening, and welcome to my lost paradise, Alvin."

The man in front of him was wearing a mask, one part of the mask was a white crying face, the other was a black smiling face. Looking around, he could see those scarlet eyes constantly peering at him.

"It seems that a lot of things happened during my absence."

Alan took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, lit it and started smoking.

"So what should I call you? Mr. Unknown."

"I am Amadeus."

"——Demon God Amadeus Andusias, what do you think of this identity, my friend, Demon God Alvin Vashak?"

PS1: Glasyalabolas: The 72th demon among King Solomon's 25 demons. He is a giant dog with wings. He is also known as the "King of Slaughterers".

He is a bloodthirsty artist who also knows science, knows the past and the present, and can distinguish between friends and enemies. In addition to killing humans, Gracia Labos will impart a wealth of knowledge, especially scientific knowledge, to the summoner.

In addition, it also has the ability to make people invisible, which is why Alan was able to survive after taking a bullet from the Death Shovel - even though he only had half his life left.

PS2: So I don’t know whether to draw Kong Ming or not…

PS3: Honkai Impact rd: Zero is also known as CH Kokuki, the poor cleaner was played around by CH's applause.

Chapter 213: Use Jeanne d'Arc to Fight Jeanne d'Arc

"...I didn't expect you would actually come to my door."

The demon god Amadeus looked at the man in front of him and muttered.

At the place where it all began, there stood a man.

There stood an ordinary passerby who had nothing to do with this dream.

Alexander Allen was standing there.

Demon God Amadeus had no experience in dealing with such an emergency. Looking at this man who suddenly appeared, he showed an expression under the mask that he didn't know how to deal with it.

"What's wrong? Is this your attitude towards friends?"

Alan quickly judged the current situation. It was obvious that Andusias had failed. As for how he failed, it should be related to the Holy Grail.

The one who appeared before him now was the demon god Amadeus Andusias.

Although the new existence of Amadeus Andusias seems unstable, due to the consistency of the destinies of [Soul of Music] and [Unparalleled Musician], the two fit together perfectly.

However, as of now, the most likely ratio is Amadeus: Andusias = 6:4.

"Don't you welcome me?" Alan began to move towards the demon Amadeus.

"This is the Andusias family's business, don't worry about it. Now Alvin, if you go back the same way, I can still take you back."

"But I prefer to stay here now."