There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

Is this scene so heavy?

The picture turned again...

The middle-aged woman who was dreaming on the sofa had a sweet smile on her face, a smile that had only appeared on her face when she was very young, and she had never had it again since she entered the rebellious period, even though she had become sensible since her second year of high school.

This smile is a little blurry in my memory now.

He overcame his desires and stood up in this modern society full of decadent temptations, just like he no longer chose comfort at the age when he loved playing the most...

The future life was far more desperate than what his father had described, but in the real game, he still lost, and lost miserably.

The same goes for my father.

Lock the stairs on both sides of the office building, make the elevator break down, and lock the dozens of people in the office like animals. Start from the rightmost side of the corridor and slowly walk to the leftmost side, starting from the leader's office with the least people.

They were on the phone, shouting heart-wrenchingly, their mouths full of foul language and threats. Some of them even stood up in excitement, as if the person on the other end of the phone was standing in front of them, pointing their fingers at the air in front of them, yelling like they were scolding an animal, insulting their families and ancestors.

"Did you use this money to renovate your ancestral grave? Damn it, you bastard, give me back the money!"

"I called your grandma today. Is that old woman going to die? So you lent her money to buy her a coffin?!"

'I will send your message to everyone in your address book today. Jump off the building, are you threatening me? Go ahead and jump! If you don't jump, you are my grandson!'

"No matter how long they call you, even if they ask you for a loan, it has nothing to do with me. I just collect the debt and pay it back!"

'...'

They were shouting so wildly that no one could hear their desperate cries for help.

So, Kitahara Sora came to their huge office and shot arrow after arrow.

When five or six lives were lost, they finally realized what was happening, started to panic, and began to run away.

They did not think of resisting. No matter whether they were male or female, all of them panicked like frightened mice and buried their bodies under the desks and trembled like ostriches, completely losing the awe-inspiring toughness they had just shown.

Even though they were alone, they had no intention of resisting.

Even if there were a few brave ones occasionally, they would fall during the charge.

'Today is hard, tomorrow is harder, but the day after tomorrow is beautiful, but most people die on the second night.'

The blood splattered on the inspirational chicken soup slogan on the white wall. It was ironic and full of artistic atmosphere, but Kitahara Sora had no heart to appreciate it.

The arm that was drawing the bow and arrow was so fast that an afterimage appeared. He just wanted to end it all quickly because the heart-wrenching cries were actually very harsh, at least that was what Kitahara Sora thought.

A few minutes later, everything returned to calm. A shrill siren sounded downstairs, and the security guard who was sleeping in the monitoring room was woken up at some point. At least he was satisfied with the speed with which he called the police.

The picture was shattered again...

There were no more sirens or corpses strewn all over the ground. Everything was quiet. Only the faint smell of blood lingered at the tip of his nose, which was emitted from his body.

The sky darkened, with a violent blood moon being the only source of light in the world.

The person felt a little uncomfortable due to the sand and rubble pressing against his body. The clear and pleasant voice came from the earphone again, but there was still no response.

Kitahara Sora slowly opened his eyes, and there was no other emotion in his pupils except for overwhelming anger.

anger.

Because the fallen angel Samael represents anger among the seven deadly sins.

The archangel slowly stood up, his eyes fixed on the humble mortal who was struggling to get up from the ground. It was the blasphemer who broke His wings and brought Him endless humiliation!

"Unbelievers!"

This was the first time He spoke. Whether it was God or demon, immortal or spirit, the archangel did not see any faith in Beiyuan Kong’s dream!

Unbelievers are greater filth than pagans!

The ancient spear was deeply embedded in the ground. Beiyuan Kong held the spear and supported his body like a crutch.

His eyes were fixed on the archangel in front of him, and his cracked lips opened, and a very faint voice floated out. Although the tone was weak, it was filled with a hint of teasing.

It was like looking at some funny being.

"Hey, clown."

0 Chapter 54 Faith (End)

The magic circle behind the evil god began to rotate clockwise, magic power overflowed from the inscribed symbols, and every node radiated a dazzling light.

The blood-red divine light of tyranny and fury enveloped His huge body. The light that almost burned His pupils made Kitahara Sora close his eyes and put his hands over his eyes.

I don't know what kind of magic Samael is using, but at this moment, Beiyuan Kong no longer has the ability to resist...

But after a few seconds, the body still didn't feel anything unusual, and the dazzling light seemed to gradually weaken.

After slowly lowering his arms and opening his eyes, Kitahara Sora looked up above his head. Just as he was wondering why he had disappeared out of thin air, he looked down and found that the hundred-meter-tall fallen angel had shrunk to only about ten meters.

It didn't become smaller due to the loss of power, but instead felt stronger.

Because the broken wings behind him had grown back, and even the shattered mask on his head had condensed. The wounds on his chest and neck caused by arrows and C4 were now intact, without any trace of damage...

The archangel raised the holy sword high above his head. Black mist shrouded the surging scarlet sword light. Against the backdrop of the blood moon, he even had the illusion that he was about to face judgment.

Lost again?

A strange idea suddenly popped up in his mind. Beiyuan Kong curled up the corners of his lips and showed a stiff bitter smile. It might be ugly, but it was the most sincere emotion in his heart at the moment.

He turned his head to the side and looked in the direction of his teammates in the distance.

Despite his sharp vision, he still couldn't see them clearly in his pupils in this dim world, but Kitahara Sora felt their gazes, and the two most blazing ones should be Yukino and Kei.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and gently pressed the cartilage next to the ear hole. Beiyuan Kong's throat moved, but no sound came out and he closed his mouth again.

Don't communicate with them now...

Looking up at the laser-like sword light in front of him, the face of the archangel several dozen meters away was cold and solemn. Kitahara Sora murmured: "Faith, will faith lead to forgiveness?"

Although it seemed like a question, there was no trace of pleading in his tone, and the next words were still filled with a hint of sarcasm, "Unfortunately, I don't have that kind of thing."

There is no other way. I cannot defeat Him no matter what I do. I cannot kill Him, and even if I try my best I can only injure Him. Now His body has recovered as before, but I can barely even stand here.

As expected, soloing a BOSS is a feat that only masters can accomplish, and my own gaming skills are actually very poor. When playing MOBA games, I can only get a pentakill when playing against AI. The old man actually overestimated me.

I am both a nerd and a playful person, that’s the real me!

The huge sword hanging high in the air had quietly slashed down, and the scorching heat seemed to distort the air. Beiyuan Kong also closed his eyes, hoping that this sword would turn him into ashes...

"boom!"

A loud noise came from my ears, and a gap more than ten meters long was cut in the ground. The straight burn mark was emitting a whistling green smoke, and a violent airflow mixed with sharp gravel came over, but the only sound that was transmitted to my body was the dull "bang bang" sound.

After being pulled by a gentle force, Kitahara Sora's body fell into a soft state and he slowly opened his eyes...

Bai Xin held him in her arms with an indifferent look on her face, and the two of them almost avoided the attack by brushing against the hot sword energy. The "dong dong" sound was the stone hitting her back, transmitted through her body.

His head was pressed tightly in the groove of her chest. It was the first time for Kitahara Sora to have such close contact with a woman. He only felt that this beauty was so soft, and its plump elasticity was even better than delicious pudding!

But while being pressed to the point of being almost suffocated, no strange emotions arose in his heart, because in that softness, there was no unique body fragrance of a girl, no tempting thoughts that stimulated hormones, only the sticky touch of half-dried liquid, and only the smell of blood that filled his nasal cavity.

But why?

When he rescued Bai Xin, he only took a quick glance and already had a vague impression of her injuries. The sword was inserted into her chest, her lung was pierced, and the wind blade airflow generated by the double sickles scratched her side, scratching her skin, and many bones in her ribs were broken.

Why did Bai Xin, who had difficulty speaking and was on the verge of death before, appear to be fine now, and even seemed to have returned to his heyday?

She raised her head with great effort and was about to speak when a sound like a trickle of water came into her ears. It seemed a little muffled because it was pressed tightly against her chest.

"Don't talk, don't ask!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge feeling of weightlessness came over him, and Beiyuan Kong's body left the soft embrace. He soared into the air and flew several hundred meters away.

Bei Yuankong, who was flying in the air, saw that Samael's body also moved, and the sword light that fell from the sky was slashing straight at him in the air, but Bai Xin's thin body soared into the air and faced it fearlessly...

At this moment Bei Yuankong understood that she had not fully recovered, because she was not stepping on a flying sword, but was jumping into the air with the strength of her body just like herself!

At this moment, there was a violent shock, and the sight locked on Bai Xin was lost, and the body fell into softness again, but with dozens of kilograms of its own weight flying over a distance of dozens of meters, even if it was soft, it would be shaken hard!

There was a loud "click" sound, and it stopped after sliding on the ground for dozens of meters. Yukino and Kato Megumi were pressed down under it, and the crisp sound just now was the sound of their broken ribs!

"Captain, are you okay?"

Kitahara Sora ignored Komuro Takashi's concerned inquiries and just lay blankly on the flesh cushion formed by the two petite people. After a moment, his eyes became bloodshot at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his face was filled with pain and rage that devoured everything.

Yukino and Kato Megumi rushed over almost at the same time. After they saw Bai Xin hugging Kitahara Sora to avoid the sword attack, they set off.

Due to the bonus of agility, Hui almost immediately left Yukino behind. When Kitahara Sora's body was thrown over, Yukino also flashed and just kept parallel with Hui in front of her. Then they both stretched out their hands at the same time and hugged him in their arms.

After being pulled up by the late-coming Komuro Takashi and Zhuangzhong, he turned his head to look at the two girls under him. Although he was furious, a trace of heartache still flashed in the eyes of Kitahara Sora.

"Yukino, Hui..." He tried his best to suppress his inner emotions, his voice was hoarse and his tone was difficult: "You, there is no need to..."

"I have to do something, otherwise I won't be like an unknown passerby character in a movie or TV drama?" Yukino's face was pale, but she had a beautiful smile on her face, and there was even a hint of pride and complacency in her eyes.

This kind of expression hasn't appeared on her face for a long time, because the emotion that can make her look like this is only when this girl does something that she thinks is great, or when she suffers from narcissism.

For example, when she was sitting in the classroom of the Ministry of Service and talking about why she was isolated, she said elegantly and confidently, "Excellent people are always lonely. It is natural that a young girl like me with excellent grades, good family conditions, and cuteness is difficult to approach. At least they understand how big the gap is between them and me."

"Kitahara, ahem, Senior, we think your body can no longer withstand the impact damage."

Kato Megumi coughed in pain, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, leaving a dark mark on the corner of her mouth that was stained white by dust.

"I..." Beiyuan Kong suddenly felt a pain in his heart, as if something was blocking it. For a moment, it was difficult to breathe. It seemed that he had a thousand words to say, but he didn't know how to express them when he opened his mouth. He could only mutter: "Thank you."

The two little girls looked at each other, and then simultaneously turned their gaze to Kitahara Sora's face. Kato Megumi struggled to get up and sat on the ground, then pulled Yukino up as well.

But the two of them did not respond to the thanks, and their expressions turned cold at the same time.

"Your thanks are cheap, Senior Kitahara." After a moment, Kato Megumi said lightly.

But Yukino shook her head and remained silent, and they were angry.

Kitahara Sora was stunned for a moment and immediately understood what they were thinking.

Yes, saying thank you is cheap. After coming to this world and becoming partners, it has almost become a common thing for someone to save someone else's life. If it weren't for me, they might have died long ago. In fact, they are the ones who should be thanked the most, and their behavior towards themselves is not for the sake of thanks, so in their opinion, saying thank you is cheap.

He stretched out his hands and rubbed the tops of their heads randomly, "Are you okay?"

"I feel like my entire chest cavity has collapsed, and I don't know exactly how many ribs are broken." A smile appeared on Yukino's face again, and she slapped the big hand on her head away with a "snap". After a pause, she continued, "I won't die for the time being."

Kato Hui stretched out her hand and gently pressed her chest, frowning tightly because of the pain. "I broke three of my hairs, but I can still move, just barely."

Kitahara Sora nodded and turned to look at the battlefield in front of him. Bai Xin was holding her sword and fighting with Samael. The fierce fight buried the surroundings in smoke and dust again. Only the archangel's body dancing with the giant sword could be seen, but the violent explosions from time to time showed the danger of the battle.

"Captain can only hold on for ten minutes." A solemn and deep voice came over. His face was grim, and he squeezed out a few words from his throat, almost gritting his teeth. "After ten minutes, her forcefully repaired flesh will fall apart."

The secret technique used by Bai Xin belongs to the branch of body refining in the cultivation system, and should be considered a forbidden technique. The pill she took will repair the damaged flesh as quickly as possible after being decomposed in the body, allowing the body functions to return to the best condition within ten minutes. However, once this time is over, the body will immediately collapse due to the overdraft.

It is just like the concept of physical frenzy that often appears in novels. It can maximize the body's potential in a short period of time, improve combat effectiveness, and even make people extremely violent, but once the time limit is over, the person will be paralyzed immediately.

But Bai Xin’s case is more serious, she will die directly!

"Pills are props in the cultivation system, and the exchange price is not expensive. She has never used them since she exchanged them. This is a crucial prop for a desperate fight. If she can't return to the space within ten minutes..." Zhuangzhong didn't say anything else, but just stared at the battle in front of him.

Samael's giant sword swept across, and after the smoke and dust were blown away, Bai Xin's body appeared in everyone's sight.

She ducked nimbly to avoid the attack, then lowered her body and dived forward, stepping on the archangel's knee and using the force to do an elegant backflip over his head. The Longyuan rapier seemingly casually swung the evil god's body, sparks flew, and a deep sword mark appeared on his shoulder.

"My body has been strengthened, but I can no longer use magic?"

Beiyuankong's emotionless voice reached Zhuangzhong's ears, but he did not respond immediately. It was not until the holy sword's slashing once again caused a wave of stone to rise from the ground that he said in a deep voice: "Captain Beiyuan, she told you before that as long as you enter the space, you will have a chance to be resurrected."

"I remember."

The members of the Izumo team didn't know why Zhuangzhong suddenly brought up this matter, but his next words made everyone stunned at the same time.

"She has actually died once." Zhuangzhong took out a pack of Liqun from his ring, took out a cigarette and put it on his lips. "The assassin of the Thor team was a pervert. During that confrontation mission, the mentally twisted American woman controlled her, cut open her chest, took out her internal organs, and chewed them in big mouthfuls while laughing twistedly in front of her."

Kitahara Sora's pupils shrank, Kato Megumi and Yukino also stopped breathing immediately, and Komuro Takashi even gasped heavily.

"No one in the Thunder God team could understand her behavior, so that woman always hunted alone and never participated in team operations. When their captain assigned tasks, he simply told her the target."

Zhuangzhong took a deep puff of the cigarette, then threw it fiercely under his feet, crushing it with his toes, his tone becoming calmer and calmer: "When Captain Bai Ling found her remains, only her head was intact, and the rest of her body was just a skeleton..."

"In fact, no one knows this. I only saw it by chance when I was teleported to the space at three o'clock in the morning. Bai Ling was comforting Bai Xin who was crying like a child with tears in her eyes. That was the day after her resurrection."

Zhuangzhong suddenly turned around, looked at Beiyuankong solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know why we are called the Night Crow Squad?"

"At first we were called 'Chao Feng', but once this name appeared in the mission, the other teams knew we were Chinese without even knowing us. In multi-team online games, they all targeted us at the same time! There was no possibility of us cooperating in almost every mission!"

Zhuangzhong was shaking all over, with the rage on his face barely concealed. He roared in a low voice: "Americans, French, American, Koreans... everyone chose to join forces to eliminate us first, everyone! Fuck them!"

"Because they are afraid of you..." Yukino's heavy voice stunned Zhuangzhong's furious expression. He turned his head to look at the little girl, the little girl from the country he hated the most.

He laughed, showing his big white teeth, and laughed crazily.