Everything in the world is beautiful and deserves to be celebrated, especially in the face of adversity. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A small flower swaying in the wind and rain, a small tree struggling in the desert, a young man who is constantly struggling in distress, or a new star in the vast universe......

An artistic oil painting deserves to be admired even more so, even though it was born just thirty minutes ago.

The oil painting in front of Charles is a masterpiece from any angle, whether it is outlining the lines of the text or rendering the tone of the overall picture, it is quite perfect, and it is very ornamental.

However, it is different from the three-dimensional texture of most oil paintings, and if you look closely, you will find that there is a magical power that makes people feel like they are in the scene.

Charles held a cup of tea in his hand, his azure eyes stared at the oil painting, counting the backs of five people, in a cold and snowy environment, three men and two women stood side by side, one of them was just a teenager's body, just observing for a moment, he seemed to be standing not far from these five people, the cold wind blew all over his clothes, he couldn't help but tighten his clothes.

"It's incredible......"

Charles instantly broke free from the illusion, he let out a heartfelt sigh, only then did he realize that the tea in his hand had condensed into ice, he turned his head to look back, the great painter was lying on the sofa with his eyelids fighting, his long brown hair was dragged to the floor, and the TV not far away was playing a lullaby, and she never looked like she could not wake up.

The upheaval four years ago was like a nightmare for Charles, who was out of breath, and it also overwhelmed the vast majority of people, especially in the Pseudo-Holy Grail War, where the leader of Valhalla, Qiao Wei, was killed, the leader of the Freedom Alliance, Tang Wen, was exiled, and many outstanding talents withered.

If you lose, the end speaks for itself.

In the blink of an eye, four years later, Charles has been conscientious in the position of the leader of Valhalla, and he has not dared to slack off in the slightest, and his A-level ability Chaos Function Brainstorming has helped him a lot, allowing him to sit firmly in this position, but now there is no one else in Valhalla who is more competent than him.

There have been thrilling and dangerous through several broken planes on the verge of destruction, the ghost doomsday plane or the disaster doomsday plane, there are bright or dark clues in front of Charles's brainstorming, occasionally this man will think of the dead who are struggling to survive in his spare time, and gradually he deeply understands how difficult their situation was at the beginning, and every time he struggles on the edge of life and death.

Charles sat next to the girl, reached out and picked up the brown hair and put it on the other party, there was only softness in his eyes, and the other party did not seem to appreciate it, turned over and continued to sleep.

With a slight smile on his face, he got up and stepped back, closing the door softly.

The last two broken planes are more inclined towards the whole world, such as this time Valhalla, a total of twenty-seven people were pulled in, and they appeared in an unknown city in Eastern Europe, where they could not find a place on the map, and the city was also known as the "city that disappeared from the map".

The city is built on the hills, and from time to time cold winds mixed with a little snow and ice blow on the land, and the hot summer months have to be restrained, and the temperature is moderate, but the harsh winters can get colder enough to freeze your fingers.

With a permanent population of about 4 million and excellent industrial productivity and light industry, from the point of view of tourism, it is obviously not qualified, except for the perennial snow-covered mountains and mountains, there is no beautiful scenery, mountaineering enthusiasts may like it, but that does not drive the entire tourism industry chain.

The twenty-seven people at Valhalla, excluding logistics and necessary technicians, had only ten people in combat power, including Charles and Miss Painter.

Charles was briefly shocked after entering the city, and soon he integrated into the world, and the twenty-seven people faced with the huge flow of people were like a drop of water in the sea, small and nothing.

Looking at the sea from the perspective of a drop of water, the water drop will only feel terrible and panicked, but Charles is not an ordinary drop of water, in the face of such a city, he knows better how to collect information, so as to explore the nature of the world, because the will of the world is never untargeted.

After a few hours of research, Charles set his sights on a historic site in the middle of the city, an ancient church that dates back to the Crusades and beyond.

If that's all, Charles may not be surprised, when he stood in front of this church, he vaguely felt an obscure undercurrent trickling out of the church, and the companions around him noticed that there were countless arrow-like eyes in the flow of people, and at this point Charles left quietly with people, found a place to settle down, and immediately sent a commissioner to investigate the origin of this church.

As the investigation deepened, something that shocked him even more happened.

Charles was a standard Catholic at first, but he was an atheist and devoted himself to attacking the work of touting Allah doctrines, and when he was discovered and joined Valhalla, he deeply believed that there was a true God in the world, and sincerely repented of his past ignorance and threw himself into the arms of God......

Therefore, Charles knew every chapter and verse of the Gospels that have been handed down to this day, and with the help of brainstorming, he was even able to memorize them backwards, until the commissioner bought him a gospel that he had never seen before, the Gospel of Martin

“GOD！”

Charles let out a low cry as he hurriedly opened the book, which told a very different story, very different from any gospel he had ever read, and which had changed little except this one.

After a cursory flip through a few pages, he suddenly realized that this was a key clue to the Gospel, but Valhalla's ability at this moment could not travel thousands of miles in a short period of time to trace the dark city referred to in the Gospels......

On the title page of the book, a painting catches Charles's attention.

It was a rough painting: in the background of a snow-capped mountain, three men and two women were hooked shoulders, one of whom was just a teenager.

At the bottom of the painting is a proverb from St. Martin: "The legends that will be handed down in the generations after will mention you and me".

"Who is this St. Martin?" muttered Charles, turning to have a right-hand man reproduce the painting, using the effect of a stroke of genius, and the conclusion he came to was still not satisfactory, for there was no answer in the painting that he wanted.

He decided to relax, maybe there would be other clues.

The moment the door was closed, the painter lying on the sofa turned over, blinked his misty eyes, quickly put on his hat and sunglasses, and looked down at the window.

When did you join Valhalla?

Zhou Yujing may have forgotten about this, if it weren't for the precise talent and true eye that always reminded her, then this kind of life would definitely trap her now, she has always been very gregarious, she is very beautiful and popular and there is no shortage of suitors, but she never gives anyone a chance.

She longs for travel and food, she firmly believes that time can dilute everything, but sometimes she always feels that time is a little slower, or the imprint in her heart is too deep, no one can see through the look behind those sunglasses, and girls only show confusion and loneliness when they are alone.

I'll wake you up.

Only I can wake you up.

When she descended into this world, in a hazy way, these words kept echoing in her ears.

Zhou Yujing was guided by her intuition as she stood in front of the abandoned church that had existed in the Middle Ages, holding a classic anthology called "The Gospel of Martin" in her hand.

As if a voice was calling her name, everything around her became hollow, and she slowly walked into the darkness, a long aisle that traveled through endless time, and all the prosperity of the world vanished in an instant, leaving only the myth that was constantly being sung.

Zhou Yujing walked out of the darkness, presented in front of her were three exquisite coffins, perhaps a ghost, she easily pushed one of them away, and sleeping in it was a beautiful girl, with soft silver hair, pale and delicate cheeks, and a snow-white dress.

She couldn't help but reach out to touch the girl's cheek, a soft and cold touch came from her fingertips, her inexplicable eyes were hot, and a sadness welled up in her heart, and she almost used all her strength to barely hold back her sadness.

Suddenly, someone hugged her from behind, pressed against her back, and whispered softly.

"You're here, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

This sentence spans thousands of years, and in a trance, a pair of cold lips came up, soft and familiar, and people couldn't help but get carried away.

But the precision talent does not intend to miss this fragrant moment, one by one the data is fed back into her mind, Zhou Yujing woke up suddenly, she looked at the girl in the white dress in her arms, strange but not repulsive, the sentence "I have been waiting for you for a long time" hit the heart, she thought for a long time or swallowed the question.

The girl in the white dress kissed Zhou Yujing the face, and seemed to be talking to herself, her voice was very beautiful: "Now your name is Zhou Yujing, I saw my trace in your past, I had some dreams in my sleep, recalling the memories of a long time ago, I didn't expect that your time flow has only just passed four years, and it is already a thousand years for me......"

"But I'm back, bringing back my hope!"