There are always a few times of deep memory in a person's life.

When you were young, you were running in the rain after school with your schoolbag. Suddenly, a hand stopped beside you. The slender wrist and the umbrella that blocked the raindrops opened the young girl's youthful and ignorant heart for the young

Leave indelible gentle memories yourself.

When you were middle-aged, you became more anxious and suddenly heard a cry in the corridor of the hospital. The vibrant voice directly dispelled the dark clouds in your heart, becoming the deepest sound you hear in your life, as if the whole world

All brought light.

When you are old, you are lying on the bed, looking at your descendants and children who are sobbing beside you, your shriveled lips slowly rise, revealing the last smile in your life, remembering the scene in front of you, closing your eyes, and ending this

Life in one lifetime, wait for reincarnation.

The human brain seeks profit and avoids harm. Even if these beautiful memories are lost, they will be imprinted on the cerebral cortex. For those bad memories, the long river of time can really erase them in the sand of life.

But for our protagonist Valentine...

In just twenty years, he has had many deep memories. Unfortunately, there are no warm and sweet things mentioned above. All he remembers is the pain and dying when his body and soul are torn and beaten.

Powerless.

But at least, in this life, he has the opportunity to live a new life, and can re-realize the value of life with the power of heaven in this chaotic world, and meet a few girls and so on, flowing down the land of blood and sand

A romantic legend of a Vaivan.

...

Unfortunately, this is just Valentine's wishful thinking. The girl has it, but it also entangled his heart that was about to break through the red line. Otherwise, it would be very likely that the girl would be given a hatchet if she didn't die on the battlefield.

There are also thrilling adventures, but in the story of these brave men fighting the dragon, he is not a warrior who slays the dragon with the holy sword, but the unlucky guy who often wanders back and forth on the brink of death.

But at least he also played a role.

So far, Valentine himself can't remember how many times he had jumped around in front of the gate of hell, as if this had become a common thing in his life. The saying "Death is like the wind, always with me" is simply to him.

The best portrayal of daily life.

If there is really a god of death in this world, I guess the skull under his hood would frown when he saw this familiar face again.

"I really want to repeat the things in those movies on you a few times."

In this world that Valentine can only see, the skeleton in the smoke, wearing a black robe waved the sickle in his hand, lifted the dry palm bone at the little dragon in front of him, and erected it to be used in the whole universe.

friendly gesture.

Just as the god of death was about to go back with a bad look on his face, Valentine called him. The skull turned around impatiently and looked at the face of the naughty child in front of him. The little dragon raised his hand and pointed to someone behind him.

direction.

The skeleton looked along his fingers and saw a shot that was parked in mid-air.

That represents the life that is about to disappear.

The God of Death was stunned for a moment, and his face became ferocious again, just like when he had appeared in front of so many people. The blood-stained sickle was raised high and held in the dry and pale joints, as if it had already been

Waving Valentine's ending.

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When death comes, there is only the last thing he sees in human eyes.

Rosemary's coat was blown up by the wind, and the hem of the clothes was floating wildly, like the claws of a beast hunting. She raised her arms, and the originally cute kitten also showed its fangs at this moment, controlling the several floating hands around her.

The giant sword. The invisible mind giant held these top weapons produced by the Rhode Island Ministry of Industry and drew sharp and deadly arcs on the Patriots, but could only leave a few shallow threads on the worn-out armor.

shallow scratches.

A roar of shocking thunder came from the center of the battlefield. Mon3tr seemed to be hit by a shell. His huge and twisted body, like a python, suddenly hit the building next to the road, bursting out countless gravels and dust, causing the surroundings to

The environment became even more chaotic.

That was the power of the patriots. This terrifying pure blood Wendigo directly pinched the claws that Mon3t waved, and threw it aside with his backhand - it seemed like a simple stroke in the eyes of others,

It has produced a force that makes this source stone monster wail.

The splashing dust and gravel were blocked by the invisible barrier. The mind giant found the flaw of the Patriot's movement just now, bounced out like a bullet, and pierced directly into the tiny gap that he had just exposed because of the movement.

Such an attack did not cause any substantial damage to the Patriots. The sword stopped without even entering the sword tip and fell to the ground.

"Damn it, why is he so hard?"

Noah, who was commanding at the edge of the battlefield, gritted her teeth, staring at the images coming through the camera, her eyes red. But just as she was about to issue the next order, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

“Ami…”

Noah stood there in a daze, staring at the weapon flying towards her without moving. She didn't want to die, but because the speed of this weapon was too fast and the reaction speed of ordinary people could not keep up.

I'm afraid that when Noah reacted and wanted to backward and run away, the sword had already penetrated her chest.

But will the Rhode Island team die so easily?

When the sword was about to touch Noah's mask, countless black silk threads suddenly appeared out of thin air and entangled it, forcibly pulling the weapon, changing its direction, causing the sword that should have harvested life to hit the side

The building directly penetrated the walls of the building.

A rumbling sound like thunder echoed in everyone's ears again.

"Doctor, are you okay?"

Amiya's anxious voice drilled into Noah's ears, waking up the guy who had just shook his tail on the brink of death. But what woke up with her consciousness was also her natural sense of danger.

In just a moment, she remembered what she had just seen from the outskirts of her eyes.

The Patriot kicked the big sword that rosemary threw at her and then raised his shield to block Mon3t's attack. The two other guards' operators also failed. The Patriot waved the long halberd in his hand.

They were completely unable to get close, and at the same time, this gave the monster a chance to fight back.

But instead of swinging his weapon at the Rhode Island operator who was attacking, he took out a gun from the inside of his shield and threw it in a certain direction on the edge.

The edge of the battlefield is the scope of activities of medical operators and sniper operators. They are responsible for restraining the patriots' actions and treating the wounded from a certain distance. Because of the special nature of this mission, Rhode Island specially called two new faces.

, that is, Valentine and Raphael.

Both medical operators have the ability to heal the wound without getting close to the injured. Raphael's guardian gun can also fire large-caliber ammunition without using the source stone technique, and its power can even reach the level of a heavy crossbow.

And Valentine was even more amazing. He didn't need any staff, he just needed to go to a certain position on the battlefield...

Several thick currents will appear on the operators in that direction, allowing them to temporarily have stronger resistance and self-healing ability. With Rhode Island protective equipment, these guards operators do not have to be afraid of patriotism at all.

The altar of Sakaz set up by the sacauz is just needed to pour out strength to the enemy.

If the injured person is "electrically shocked", then the wound on his body can heal almost instantly and return to combat state in three seconds. The deployment time is reduced by 90%, a group of stronger ones.

The Mon3tr, which had just been severely damaged, was able to return to the battlefield so quickly and wave his claws at the Patriots because of this. In the battle just now, almost all the operators were electrotherapy from Valentine, which also successfully caused the

The patriots' attention.

The target of the gun he had just thrown was Valentine, who was still on the edge of OB. The Patriot knew very well that Noah's importance was, and the sword he had just kicked at her was just a cover, just to attract everyone's attention.

When everyone notices their minds, these people will no longer focus on their backings that are "in safety".

As long as the enemy's nurse is destroyed, no matter how heavy the equipment can resist the guards or fight, it will not be enough to be beaten by the Patriots.

“clock!”

Noah took a step forward as if she was crazy, and lay on the bunker in front of her and shouted the name of an operator.

He was the guardian who was operating with Valentine, and the closest guardian to him at this time. Heavy-armed operators were all in front of the Patriots to take into account the medical treatment that was about to fall into danger, which could save this freshness

He is the only one who lives.

Moreover, clock's source stone skill allows him to find the stress point of the gun with extreme precision, maximize the deviation from its trajectory, and minimize the reaction force.

He is indeed very suitable for dealing with these high-speed moving things, but unfortunately...

Clock's speed could not keep up with the pitching shot.

"Valentine!"

Noah's shout rang in Valentine's ears. He turned his head and saw the guns flying towards him and the clock running towards him, and stood there in a daze.

There was even a blue light flowing in his hands, which was proof that he was still treating others just now.

“OH.”

Valentine shook her head slightly and relaxed. Just like being "the power of the TM bear" during the newcomer's test, he was not panicked at all at this time, and the only thing left was to know when facing despair.

Calmness that one cannot resist.

“FUXK.”

At this moment, the things in front of Valentine suddenly disappeared. The sunlight, the ruins, the operators running towards him and the roars in their ears, as if someone was calling his name. But these were all caused by darkness.

It was covered, and only the shot shot was left in his eyes.

The air was shattered, bringing winds, blowing on Valentine's face, as if a knife was passing by. Unlike so many deaths, this time he clearly saw the god of death standing.

In front of me, I waved the sickle in my hand; I also realized the power of the weapons in front of me, and felt the insignificance of my body.

He could even imagine what he would become next.

The short shot pierced his body directly, and the nearly twenty centimeters thick body could not even slow down its speed. The twisted air first teared open Valentine's skin, revealing the beating blood vessels and muscles below.

Then, the sharp spear tip pierced into his body, and the powerful force when it rotated in the air directly shattered every muscle and every nerve it touched, even if it was no longer

The strong self-healing ability is not as fast as the speed of destruction. The lightning on Valentine's body may be as bright as the sun, and then it dimmed.

Because at that time, his heart had become irrecognizable minced meat and there was no possibility of self-healing.
To be continued...