(Two more chapters in a row, and one more chapter in front)

Heloh opened his eyes, and Isaiah staggered back with his head clutched, and the tentacles that bound him suddenly loosened, and he broke free, and something rolled from Isaiah's pocket to the ground with a gurgling grunt.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately picked it up, it was his meteorite ring.

At the same time, the ghost boys who were eating Sayero by the altar were so frightened by something that they scattered, and a figure leaped into the air. Huge black wings flapped behind Sayra, his eyes glowing with a strange purple glow, his arms bloodshot, and his fingers turned into a pair of terrifyingly large claws, even more terrifying than those of the infestation.

The moment he rushed over, the same thing grew from Isaiah's back. They fought together, and because of a mental breakdown, Isaiah clearly fell behind. Heloh picked up the one on the ground and leapt onto the altar, shooting at the infected who tried to pounce on him, only to notice a laser aimed at Isaiah and Sayero, and another dormant hunter.

"Sayara! Move! ”

He roared and aimed in the direction of the laser, and at the same time, Shayero's figure flashed, and the laser "banged" down a nearby rock wall, and the rubble was scattered everywhere. A heavily armed army came from the other end of the bridge, but their faces were white and hideous, and they turned out to be a group of infected people.

At the end of the line was a middle-aged man standing on a flying machine, wearing a peculiar scarlet robe embroidered with an exaggerated seven-pointed star totem, and holding a cane inlaid with a piece of decorated like a pearl of the night, like a cult wizard.

When he appeared in this ancient underground palace, it was as if even time and space had been frozen for it.

After another turn of the laser beam, he locked on to Sayra's position, and as if sensing that he could not avoid the laser cannon fire in an instant, Sayaro stopped teleporting and landed steadily on the altar, his wings stretched out, protecting Helo behind him. Countless laser beams intertwined into a web enveloping them inside, ready to cut them into pieces. They were clearly outnumbered in this situation, but there was no fear in Helo's heart. With one hand, he unswiped Sayra's huge, demon-like black wings, lifted it on Sayero's shoulder, and squinted one eye at William's head.

"If the two of us die here, we should drag the old immortal who deceived you as a backdrop."

He whispered. Shayero pulled him into his arms and wrapped his wings around his body, and Helo felt that the black wing-like things were so hard, like tightly connected scales, but when they were attached to his back, they were spread out very gently, like an armor that could block all damage.

It's like this man has been taking care of his arms.

Whatever he becomes, he is his creator and his lover. He will accompany him, trust him, like a satellite that rotates with the stars, even if it is the end of the world, at the end of life, the light is obliterated by the dust of the sun, and he will never leave the orbit that is closely connected to this soul.

Sayaro gasped, something wriggling under his skin, but his grip on the smaller hand was still so tight that his sharp nails pierced into his own.

"William ......"

He pronounced the names of men hoarsely, and the resonance of his heart was like the roar of a beast.

The sight in front of him seemed to be a distorted air flow in the heat, and Sayaro felt an unusual thirst, and bloodthirsty* rose from the depths of his body. He smelled the enticing scent of the people around him, and he instinctively wanted to push him away, but reason made him defend him more tightly, like a mussel guarding a pearl. Even if someone smashed him to pieces, he wouldn't let go......

The most important part of life.

The loser, whose spine had been broken by Sayero, fell to the ground and crawled with difficulty in the direction of William, but William simply dropped his scepter indifferently, and the pearl of the night burst out with a blazing light that pierced the head of Isaiah, the body that belonged to Ando.

Isaiah lay there, convulsing a few times, and heard his biological father look down at him like a useless pile of garbage, and spit out a simple word: "Rubbish." ”

He grinned weakly.

Struggling to hold on to his cracked eyeballs at the object that glowed in the warp engine machine, the legendary source of the power of the so-called creator god, he stretched out a hand, reluctantly recalling the message deciphered from the mysterious code on the mural.

——By offering a "Holy Child" with its own genes to the "Source of God", you can become a carrier of God's power, gain the ability to transcend time and space, dominate all things in the world, and reverse the past and the future.

Is that true?

If that were true, he would be one step away from living in the past and changing everything.

But why...... Why change the past?

Who is he doing all this hard work for?

As his consciousness blurred, he racked his brains to search his mind for the man's voice and smile, but he couldn't think of anything, as if some deep-rooted part had been dug out and turned blank.

But a voice whispered, "Isaiah, Isaiah, Isaiah is leaving you."

I can't remember whose voice it was.

He closed his eyes, as if freed from the heavy shackles, and fell into a deep sleep like a baby.

Alex...... My child, you are living up to my expectations. ”

William raised his arms, and the warp engine machine floated with the cane he raised, rising into the air, and it seemed that as the light on the cane became brighter, the negative energy source in the engine machine became more and more restless, like a heart and a womb, and the color became more and more red.

Looking at the thing, Sayero's pupils contracted sharply, and he remembered something. Those long-awaited, tampered memories kept pouring in from that light.

"See what he has in his hands? It was a meteorite... It descends to Earth along with the negative energy source, and as long as it is destroyed, the negative energy source will also be destroyed along with it. ”

Helo heard Sayaro whisper. He nodded: "What to do?" ”

"Let him get his wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sayaro bit him by the neck with a flick of his head, crushing him like a wild beast above the altar, and Helo was startled and looked at him in horror.

"He wants me to be the carrier of 'God' and be controlled by him, and he needs a 'Holy Child' as a sacrifice to activate the negative energy source, so we will make him believe."

With his back hunched over, Sayaro embraced him into his arms, and an army of infected people gathered around them, and the men descended above them in flying machines, enveloping them in a ring magnetic field formed by the warp engine, causing the entire altar to rise from the ground and upwards.

With a thunderous bang, the dome of the underground palace was blasted open a large hole, and the aircraft firmly attached itself to the entire altar and flew into the large spaceship suspended above.

It was pitch black, and a somber voice prayed slowly in the roar of the ship.

"God made Adam in seven days, Adam's seventh rib created Eve, and the seven-headed fire dragon incarnated seven ** angels named Satan, so that the seven flowers of sin, arrogance, gluttony, greed, laziness, □□, jealousy, and anger, came down with the meteorite of the seven mangs, and recast the world ......"

"What is he talking about, Sayero?"

Helo hugged Sayero's hot body in the dark, feeling him tremble violently, and suddenly he saw a light, and a burning sky gradually appeared in front of him. Countless meteorites, large and small, descended from the sky, dragging blazing fire. It was the scene of Yom Kippur that he had seen in the documentary.

Before the outbreak of the Third World War, the historic catastrophe was permanently scarred on humanity. The burning sensation was so real that he realized that he had inadvertently invaded Sayero's brain.

A huge meteorite** cracked in front of him.

A wriggling soft object was peeled off from within.

Heloh walked over and was shocked to find that it was a translucent cavity. There was a baby wrapped around the sac, and near the baby's ribs, there was a huge lump.

Inside the lump was another baby a little smaller than him.

Helo stared at them dumbfounded—could it really be Sayero and Elein?

Aren't they earthlings?

A man in a radiation-proof suit appeared in his field of vision, holding a handful and aiming at the large and small conjoined babies, standing hesitantly for a moment, and finally picking them up.

The cavity sac burst open in his hand, emitting a dazzling light.

Two babies wept loudly in his arms.

At that moment, the incessant meteorite rain suddenly stopped, the burning sky gradually faded to a blood-red color, and the morning light bloomed from the end of the horizon, like the dawn of hope.

"They...... It's amazing that they can survive outside without being affected by poison gas! Maybe we can use them to find a way to adapt humanity to the current environment! ”

The man said to his companion.

"These two children are clearly not human. They must be the sons of God...... It is the salvation of mankind. Another man marveled, and used his robotic arm to pick up the meteorite fragment along with the cavity sac.

"Do you still believe in the existence of God at this time?"

"Of course. Isn't Yom Kippur the most conspicuous proof? Perhaps the future fate of mankind will be closely related to those ancient legends and prophecies, depending on whether we have the ability to reverse the future. The biggest concern is not only the environment, but also the extremist groups that make matters worse. 'Yom Kippur is the wrath of God, and we will purify the world for God!' Those who join us will be saved, and those who resist us will be sinners! It's ridiculous that a bunch of cultists, arrogant bandits, who take advantage of the chaos to build a new world! ”

Looking at the backs of the two of them towards the horizon, recovering from the shock, Helo thought to himself: What a prophecy.

Who would have thought that this would be the case more than 100 years ago, when Yom Kippur first arrived? If the governments of the world had taken measures to deal with the situation and strangle those extremist organizations in their infancy, perhaps in more than 100 years, the Third World War would not have broken out, allowing the wrath of God to fall on the earth once again, and Satan to sow the seeds of the flower of evil on the scorched earth.

But no matter what, he and Sayaro must prevent the fourth coming.

He clenched his fists, and a whispered call came from his ears: "Helo, wake up!" ”

Darkness reigned in front of him, sharp claws clasping his shoulders, heavy snorts spraying his face, the voice still chanting, replaced by another spell he didn't understand.

In the rising light, Sayaro kissed him on the neck, and the black wings that covered the sky enveloped him.

He shrunk in fear, but Sayaro's one hand clasped his waist and lifted one of his legs with the other. When he was entered, he was caught off guard, raised his head and screamed, not only because of the enormity of Sayero's mutation, but also because of the fear of being pregnant with the "Holy Child".

He didn't dare to wonder if Sayero was faking or if he had really lost his mind, but his attack was unsparing, provoking him to a violent contracture.

As Shayero moved as he put his arms around him, his wings stretched out as they rose and fell around them, and Helo tilted his head slightly to see a monitor pointed at them, but fortunately William exchanged them with a ceremonial gesture. The merger, without the slightest interest, has left this huge cabin.

As soon as he turned over, he was picked up by Sayara, and the negative energy source under them seemed to have mutated into the shape of a groove because of their actions.

Moments before he felt the Sayaro's tipping point, the wings covering the part of their union, he felt Sayaro retreat with difficulty, released between his legs.

He didn't lose his mind.

Sayaro stared silently below, his voice ringing in his head.

"Remember the poem I said to you before, Helo? See eternity from the moment. ”

Helo nodded silently, not knowing why.

"I was supposed to surprise you when we officially got married, but it's a pity...... Gotta get early. Shayero shifted his gaze to his meteorite ring and narrowed his eyes, "The gift you've always wanted, I've hidden it in front of your eyes." ”

Because of a tacit understanding that did not need to be spoken, Helo suddenly understood. He clenched his fingers, stroked the token of love that had been on his hand for almost ten years, and smashed his fist into the warp magnetic field that trapped them, the meteorite scattered in all directions, and a dazzling silver flying fish jumped out, Helo reached out and grabbed its tail, and his body instantly broke through the barrier that was enough to freeze time, and took Sayero with him. The armed soldiers around immediately raised one after another, but it was too late.

When the ship exploded, they hugged each other tightly, and fell from the billowing smoke into the clouds, and the wind hunted thousands of miles in the sky, as if it was about to swallow everything.

Heloh put his arms around Sayero's body and saw his outstretched black wings shatter and turn into powder in the light of the sun, and the source of sin was evaporating and dissolving with the wind.

They fell faster, and the parachute behind them opened with a thud, lifting them upwards for another moment, and then slowly descending, as if they were being supported by the palm of a god's hand.

The touch of the clouds gradually became gentle, and the sound of the wind slowly turned into whispering.

"I love you...... Sayero. ”

As his feet stepped on the soft sand, he supported the man who was leaning his weight on top of him and half-knelt on the ground. After a brief moment of dizziness, he was back on his feet.

"I don't know if I'll survive after destroying the negative energy source, Helo. I told you that six years ago, my body may have been necrotic, and it was the combination of the Flower of Evil and Satan that kept me alive. If I don't survive, you go to Siberia, where the Freedom League is, and where my friends are. You say you want to be a hacker, and there, you can make your wish come true. ”

"What kind of......"

With difficulty, he picked up the man, who was much heavier than him, and walked along the long banks of the Nile. At the end of the river, a rising sun rose from the far reaches of the endless desert, and the wind and sand blurred his vision, making the ancient and dilapidated ruins, the huge steel ruins, as beautiful as a mirage.

But the dazzling light pierced all the miasma, sprinkled with ruins, desert rivers, and made everything look so real and full of hope.

Helo blinked vigorously and locked back the spilling out of his sockets.

"If you die, I'll do it. Long a you, guide your thinking and memory into it, and then play the cultivation game like you, train him to be obedient, and obey me. Either I'll channel all your memories into my mind and make you and me one person. You see what I see, you feel what I feel, you cry with me, laugh together, grow old together, die together......"

"I won't let you go so easily."

(End of the next chapter, don't doubt it, it's a proper he, and a wedding)