The undulating waves beat against the rocks of the port, making a crisp sound under the night.

"careful!"

The red-haired woman shouted softly and looked back at the dragoon fighter plane chasing at low altitude.

She raised her hand, and the jet-black dagger flew out instantly, piercing the Dragoon fighter plane.

boom--

Accompanied by the roar and flames of the fighter plane explosion, she grabbed Willy next to her and turned deeper into the alleyway.

The falling snowflakes passed through the gaps between the rusty shacks and fell on the hair and shoulders of the two people.

"Are you familiar with this place?"

Willy glanced at the dilapidated shacks around her, and then looked up at the approaching Dragoon fighter plane in the distance.

"I grew up here,"

Lena shrugged. She wiped the mud spots on her cheeks and looked back at the dragoon fighter planes in the sky. "These mercenaries are like hyenas. Their noses are so sensitive that they can even catch up with them."

She lowered her head and looked at Willie beside her, "We have been bitten for too long. The B-level mercenary group has probably arrived. We need to leave immediately."

"good!"

Willy nodded quickly.

Her eyes swept over the surrounding shacks. In the gaps of the rusty shacks, pairs of dry eyes were hiding in the darkness, watching them.

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"Captain."

A loose military coat was draped over the charred man.

The man raised his hand and took out a loose cotton hat to cover his half-bald and half-burnt hair.

"What the hell, don't let me know who fired the cannon."

"Captain, your cigar."

A mercenary next to him wiped the sweat from his forehead and handed a lit cigar to the man.

The man's charred lips were split, revealing his white teeth. He held the cigar in his mouth and glanced at the mercenary beside him.

"Where are the two little girls?"

"Captain, we have been sealed in the Linhai encirclement, but the red-haired one is a little troublesome."

The mercenary next to him said quickly, he raised his bracelet and showed a holographic map.

On the map, two small red dots are moving quickly towards the seaside, and a dense circle of light dots around them is rapidly closing in.

"fine,"

The man took off his cigar, blew out a puff of smoke, and walked forward slowly, "The Sea of ​​Storms is a dead end, they can't escape."

The end of the cigar splashed with two flying sparks, blending into the dense and falling white snow.

——

stormy sea

The brilliant golden city is isolated from the thunder and the sea, and the hazy light shines on the mountains of flesh and blood of the huge monster.

Scattered raindrops hit the young man's red scarf. He raised his head and looked at the hazy golden light in front of him.

The vast and majestic city stood in front of him, but when his eyes fell on this city, it seemed that he was just passing through a hazy golden light.

"How should we get in?"

Captain Neeson stood beside the boy, staring at the golden city.

He stretched out his hand, trying to touch the giant city, but he could only pass through a hazy light and shadow.

The city seemed to be in reality, but also seemed to be in fantasy.

The young man carrying the knight's sword lowered his head, opened his left hand, and stared at the gold brooch wrapped in hazy light.

Then he raised his hand and took out the fossilized finger bone that had been in his pocket.

The flowing golden light outlines fine lines on this phalange fossil.

After he shouted the words 'Atmolaya', the fossilized finger bone seemed to have undergone some kind of change after being exposed to the pollution of eternal light.

An inexplicable attraction came from the gold brooch, pulling the finger bone fossil.

The boy let go of his hand and let the gold brooch and finger bone fossil come closer.

Both of these items were items he obtained from the old cult leader Bright.

The gold brooch itself contains some kind of power related to eternal light, and the finger bone fossil seems to have been modified by Bright and carved with the pattern of the magic circle, which is a 'knocking stone' that can open any door.

The finger bone fossil and the gold brooch suspended in the air slowly approached, and then were connected together in the hazy light.

A series of fine lines lit up from the back of the gold brooch, connecting with the lines on the fossilized finger bones to form a complete whole.

The phalange fossil was embedded on the inside of the gold brooch and became the ‘buckle’ of the brooch.

He Ao stretched out his hand to hold this new 'brooch' and stuck it on his scarf.

A faint hazy light escaped from the brooch, wrapping his body like a thin film.

Then he took a step forward, towards the dark void beneath the undulating waves.

boom--

Roaring thunder exploded above his head, and the shining light spread behind him to the top of the golden city.

His footsteps fell slowly and touched a hard entity.

Buildings emitting golden light appeared in his field of vision.

He turned around and looked behind him.

The misty golden light covered his rear. Behind this golden light, the flickering thunder and the undulating sea surface could be vaguely seen.

Just as he had guessed, Bright carried the 'key' to enter the true eternal kingdom of God with him.

The blood-colored paper butterfly standing on He Ao's shoulder stretched its wings, and the dark figures gathered around He Ao.

"These buildings look like Winter City more than 20 years ago,"

Nissen raised his head and glanced at the golden buildings around him, and said with some emotion, "There was no United Industries back then."

He turned back and looked at He Ao, "What should we do next?"

He Ao raised his head and glanced ahead, raised his steps, and said slowly, "Go to the square where it was more than twenty years ago."

In the silent golden city, only the gentle footsteps of two people sounded one after another, echoing among the somewhat dilapidated streets.

In this city more than 20 years ago, everything seems to have changed from the current Winter City, but nothing seems to have changed.

Dilapidated shanties still dot the edges of the city, and the old buildings covered by time just look a little younger.

There are not so many streets, but they are still dilapidated.

Soon, the two arrived at a vast square, which was the core square of Winter City that had been demolished more than 20 years ago. In the current Winter City, the towering United Industrial Building stands at the location of this square.

At this moment, in the square of this golden city, grids are painted and densely packed with seats, as if some kind of celebration is being prepared.

The young man's figure slowly moved forward along the path drawn by lines in the square.

His figure first passed through grids that seemed to be standing areas, then passed small plastic stools that looked cheap and inferior, then slightly stronger plastic chairs, then metal chairs, then solid wood chairs, and then decorated

Leather, high-backed chair with cotton padding.

The standing area is the largest and widest, but it is also on the outermost level of the entire square. The more expensive the chairs, the closer they are to the inside of the square.

Each area has clear boundaries, with narrow lines dividing these areas from the chairs.

Although it only takes a short step to cross these lines, these lines are like deep canyons, clearly separating different areas.

In the center of the entire square, at the end of all areas, is a temporary but beautifully made podium.

Above this exquisite podium hangs an exquisite oil painting.

In the center of this oil painting, an old man with an old face is kneeling on the ground, and bright light spreads evenly on the old man's body.

The old man in the painting looks almost dead, but his skin is as moist as a baby's. The strange sense of holiness created by life and death is revealed in this painting.

At this moment, on this podium, an old man with gray hair is standing in front of the oil painting. His body is motionless. He seems to be admiring the painting, but he seems to have fallen into some kind of 'long sleep'.

It wasn't until He Ao's footsteps stopped that he slowly turned his head and looked at the young man's young face.

"I have thought about many situations where visitors might arrive, and I have also guessed about many 'uninvited guests' who might arrive here, but I really didn't think about it being you,"

The old man sighed slightly, "But when I think about it, it is true that only you can find this position,"

He looked at the young man's thin and fair face with unconcealable surprise and curiosity, "So, how did you discover all this?"

"It's not difficult,"

He Ao shrugged lightly, "I just returned to my original starting point,"
To be continued...