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Chapter 32 The Model Merchant(2/3)

"Three minutes." The man stretched out three fingers.

"A demon army, nearly 10,000 soldiers, were all killed."

He stepped on the mountain of corpse under his feet.

"Sometimes violence is the only solution to the problem, just like humans and demons. Yes, I can tell you that humans live in peace with demons in that world now, but how long has it been? I directed humans to kill almost everything.

The older generation of demons and brainwashing the new generation of demons at the same time has achieved such an effect. It has been decades, just to do this, just to live in peace between humans and demons.”

"You should know all of these."

"So, what about humans and infected people? Don't tell me nonsense about the same race, or anything like that. In your world, when humans are infected with ore diseases, they have only one race, and they are infected people."

"In the end, there will be only one race left behind in this world. Either all are infected or all are ordinary people. The peaceful coexistence between humans and infected people does not exist."

"How could it not..."

Valentine also wanted to raise objections, but was rudely interrupted by the man.

“Look at Talula, look at the integration movement, look at Chernobeller.”

The man waved his hand and the two appeared above the city of Chernobeller. The natural disaster was approaching and the city was ushering in the final madness. Countless humans were crowded on the streets and wanted to escape, but were integrated into movement.

Surrounding and annihilation. The men's heads were cut off and became the capital for some people to show off. The women were driven together and became the outlet for the scumbags to vent. Some people's spirits were broken, and they blocked the entrance to hide.

, pile up everything that can be consumed and squandered together, and the flesh and desire collide with each other, pour out charming poppy flowers in the flames with blood.

The only normal person hides in a corner where he thinks he is safe, prays, crys, or sits there, doing nothing, and quietly waits for the arrival of death.

The sound of shouting, begging for mercy, crying, and laughing. Various sounds penetrated his eardrums and rushed straight into Valentine's heart.

He turned his head and did not look at the scene of hell on the ground.

Tears slid down his cheeks, turning into rain, hitting the ruins.

"Do you think the integration movement stopped when you were fighting Talula? Do you think there were patriots who would all treat prisoners of war normally?"

"Impossible. The dark side of man is the darkest thing in this world, and even the demon is nobler than them. Especially the guy named Mephist, it should not be said that he became a demon, but the demon fell into a human

.”

"No of all the demons I know can vent their desires with prisoners or even enemies' bodies. The most brutal one is just killing them directly."

"This is not a game, it is a bloody reality. Today, the crimes committed by the Integration Movement in Chernobyl will be recorded in history books forever, and the Integration Movement organization will be despised by the whole world."

"Because of them, the status of infected people who have not joined the integration movement in other countries will drop to another level, and some countries will even arrest those infected people, even if they do not have any crimes."

"Because the example of the integration movement is here, no one wants another integration movement to appear in their country."

The desperate scene of Chernobeller disappeared, and they returned to the spiritual space.

The immortal stood before Valentine and looked at his lost eyes.

"If you still want to follow the original path, I don't know how long you can walk and whether you can complete the task of saving the world before you die and return to your hometown, but it is certain that the future of this road is illusory,

There is almost no end."

“Now, it’s time for your choice.”

"Join Rhode Island and work hard for that almost impossible utopia, or let me kill the integration movement and Rhode Island, clean up all the infected people in this world, eliminate natural disasters and source stones, and do it in the fastest way

This mission to save the world.”

After the immortal said that, he stood there and looked quietly at Valentine in front of him.

Those extremely realistic words echoed in Valentine's mind, constantly pounding his heart. At that moment, he felt the sky suddenly bright, as if the sun, which had been covered by dark clouds for a long time, appeared again.

In front of him, darkness ushered in light again. However, this light was too dazzling and appeared in front of him. He only needed to take a few steps forward to hold it in his palm and fulfill his wish.

The price is that those who are carrying the weight with him in the darkness are all gone in the sun.

Xing Yihuang, who has been following him since Rhine's life, Raphael, who gave up the angel soul for him, Vera, who buried the red fire seed, the dead Leonid and the city he wanted to protect.

...

All efforts will be in vain, and the sacrifice of the dead will be meaningless

"Hahaha...hahahahahaha!"

Valentine, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly covered her face and made a laugh like crying, hysterical. The laughter became louder and louder, trembling constantly, and then stopped abruptly.

"Xing Yihuang..."

He spit out a name lightly.

"Xing Yihuang..."

He smiled again, smiling ugly. Tears gushed out of Valentine's eyes again, and it couldn't stop flowing down.

The man in front of Valentine disappeared, the entire vision was trapped in the darkness, and only one figure with a glimmer of light stood in front of him.

Long black hair, only one corner on the top of the head, and a thin and tall figure.

That was Xing Yihuang's back.

Valentine stretched out her hand forward, trying to touch her. The moment he raised his hand, another person appeared beside Xing Yihuang.

The man was wearing a long white dress, with long light golden hair hanging behind him like a waterfall, with the ends of his hair to his heels. There was a golden halo on her head, which exuded a warm holy light together with the four pairs of wings behind her.

.

Raphael.

The woman who was always smiling in my memory, the woman who was full of love and motherhood, the woman who insisted on moving into her villa.

The food she cooks is delicious and she looks very beautiful. She always cares about herself in small places, and she likes herself.

Valentine is not wood, and he may not be able to figure out his feelings for others, but he clearly understands Raphael's attitude towards him.

"Raphael, you know she likes you. And, she is not an infected person."

The man's voice appeared in the darkness.

"You have also fantasized about living with Raphael, right? It's hard to find a woman as perfect as her."

"Please choose the path to exterminate infected people, and you not only gain a helper who can help you complete tasks quickly throughout the journey, but also a perfect wife."

"Don't doubt what I said, you know what abilities you have given me."

"As for returning to the original world... the system? Is this name right?"

"I said you did it on purpose..." The system, which had been silent, spoke.

"If Valentine had completed the mission and had made a wish to return to the original world with his wife Raphael, would you help him realize it?"

The immortals ignore the system's protests.

"This is indeed just a wish, I will help him realize it." The system gave a positive answer.

"So, if he made such a wish: 'I will bring my wife Raphael back to the original world and ensure that we live in the original world without worries until death', then you will

Will it be fulfilled for him?”

His voice was filled with a little smile.

The system was silent for a few seconds.

"meeting."

"Okay, then things will be clear now."

The immortal stood beside Valentine, put his hands on his shoulders, his mouth rested in his ears, and spoke softly.

“Now, it all depends on your choice.”

"Let's get started."

Dividing line

Going home was something he thought about day and night.

Everything he did was to return to his original world as soon as possible and to his parents.

Now some people say that it can help him return to his original world faster, how could he not be excited?

However, when those two choices were truly placed before him, Valentine realized that there were too many things in his heart.

After living in this world for more than two years, he has become a part of this world without realizing it. If the immortal had appeared here two years ago or even a year ago, he would have told him about this plan, Valentine would not refuse.

.

Or maybe you will be struggling for a while and then agree to this plan.

At that time, he had not had much affection for this world, at most he felt guilty about Xing Yihuang. For an otaku who likes the second-dimensional paper man, the third-dimensional girl was really not very interested.

But time will change everything.

Time is a carving knife that will never stop, constantly polishing people's edges and shaping scars on your heart. Only those who can fill these scars are always with you.

.

No matter which world is in, people are all living together. After two years of living with Xing Yihuang, Valentine's feelings for her are gradually changing.

At that time, you said that he was just interested in Xing Yihuang's strength and appearance, and Valentine would not object, because at that time he could clearly feel that when he saw Xing Yihuang, what he thought in his heart was that this sister is so amazing.
To be continued...
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