December 25th, Christmas Eve.

Jiang Muyin stood in front of the window, silently looking at the heavy snow outside the window, and on the table behind him was the recent battle situation, and the number of soldiers killed in the battle stabbed his eyes.

In the war report, it was just a number, but in reality, behind those numbers were thousands of families, and how many people wept bitterly for their loved ones who died in battle on this night? That's at least three or four times the number of people killed in battle.

Legend has it that it was on this day in history that the Virgin Mary gave birth to Jesus. Christmas is also Christmas, which celebrates the birth of the Son Jesus.

And on the same day, it is also a person's birthday, that is Jiang Muyin.

This year is no different from previous years.

Jiang Muyin thought so, because he didn't have a birthday, and he hadn't experienced such things as a birthday party. All he knew was that every year on this day, Sister Cesenseth would prepare him a small piece of cream cake, which he knew at a glance that it was bought from the cake shop at the corner of the street.

They offer discounted cakes every day and the prices are so low that you can't believe it.

It was a long time before he learned that it was Sister Sessenseth who was celebrating his birthday, and that while he was eating the cake, she would recite a Mass and run out to drink.

He didn't care about his birthday, but he felt that Christmas was a little cold this year, maybe it wasn't because the weather was too cold.

"How long has such a war been going on?" Jiang Muyin turned around and picked up the battle report, this is not a secret, how tragic it is on the front line, even the people in the cooking class know it.

Everyone was mentally prepared for this battle to be like this, after all, they were facing a big attack that was rare for the demon race in a hundred years. The high-ranking demon generals dispatched two terrifying lifeforms, and there were still demon commanders who didn't know life and death lurking in the shadows.

The death of an archbishop of Norton Cathedral is also reported in the war report, along with several lifelong nuns. They are all angels, and the archbishop is a wise angel of the divine order.

Jiang Muyin has always been ignorant of angels, a top-level combat unit, and a few months ago, when he was still in the vicissitudes of life, he had only seen angels in the sky from afar.

For the deceased Archbishop of the Angel of Wisdom, all Jiang Muyin could do for her was to pray for her, that her soul could ascend to heaven as soon as possible.

Jiang Muyin had already felt his powerlessness more than once, he couldn't do anything, he could only watch the situation develop.

“happybirthday！” A cake with thirteen candles was held up in front of him, and the person who brought it to him was wearing a small colored hat and smiling.

Jiang Muyin was taken aback, and only after taking a few steps back did he see who it was, "Don't be so surprised, okay?" I thought you'd sleep until next spring. ”

"Really, I'm not a bear." He was still in a night dress, and after putting the cake on the table, he reached out and put the small colored hat on his head on Jiang Muyin's head, "Be happy, today is your thirteenth birthday, in your only few lives left, you must cherish every irretrievable birthday." ”

"What does that mean?" Jiang Muyin took off the small colored hat, "It looks so stupid." ”

"Eh, isn't that what your birthday is?" He waved his hand, "A group of people sit around a cake at home, and everyone stares at the birthday boy to make a wish and blow out the candles, because then it's time to cut the cake." Everyone eats, drinks, and makes trouble, and then goes back to their own homes and looks for their own mothers. ”

"Sounds so boring." Jiang Muyin turned around, "Sevi, have you ever had a birthday?" ”

His pupils shrank slightly when he heard the name, "Who knows, the day I was born, the entire universe was in a state of nothingness, how could I remember when I was born?" Besides, I've been around for so long that I don't even know how old I am, maybe billions or tens of billions of years. ”

"A high-latitude being like you would actually be measured by the time used by low-latitude creatures and humans."

"Actually, it doesn't matter, after all, even I'm not sure if time exists." Se Wei looked at Jiang Muyin, "One day in one month a year, twenty-four hours, sixty minutes, sixty seconds. You yourself already know that these are just numbers, counting the hours of the day. In fact, time may never exist. ”

"Time is also a force in creation, right? Isn't there anyone who has the same time control as you do? ”

Of course he was, but he was invisible, and he never even spoke. But on that day, Adam didn't know how to kill the Time One and devour him. Sevi picked up the plastic knife and began to cut the cake, "As for Adam's question, I won't answer it, you don't need to know who he is, just know that he's dead." ”

"My name...... You're actually out of the prison, aren't you? Sevi handed the cut cake to Jiang Muyin, and his dark pupils stared at him.

"Ah...... yes, I saw it, the locked man. Jiang Muyin shook his head, "I just remember that I was thrown out after I saw him, and then the name Sevi appeared in my consciousness. Jiang Muyin thought for a moment, "The full name is 'Dark Sevi'. ”

"Really...... Then you have your own words, right? "Sevi didn't have a lot of mood swings.

"It's a strange piece of language, and every time I try to pronounce it, I feel like I have a splitting headache." Jiang Muyin hesitated for a moment and said.

"That means that your words are too effective, and you still need to try more to master it." "But even so, it's just the tip of the iceberg for you, and your limits are beyond your imagination." ”

"Are there any people in this world who have mastered the spirit of speech?" Jiang Muyin asked.

"Not very little, not a lot." Sevi said, "You know the Messianic pope, right? The spirit she mastered was the Lan pressure that could control the air pressure, which could probably increase to the sixteenth order, and the Lan pressure at that level could wipe out the city in an instant. ”

"Amplification...... Sixteenth? Jiang Muyin was shocked by that effect.

"According to your division, the first-order spirit is twice the increase, the second-order is four-fold, the third-order is sixteen times, and so on, and when it reaches the sixteenth order, it is almost 65,536 times the increase." Sevi said lightly, "You don't need to calculate these data, because you are beyond these, and your spirit cannot be calculated with those data." ”

"Alright, my time is almost up." Sevi clapped his hands, "Call me if you encounter any crisis that can't be solved, and you will definitely be on call." ”

"Do you know what?" Jiang Muyin heard something else from his words.

"Perhaps." Servie shrugged, turned and disappeared into view.

Jiang Muyin felt that the space around him seemed to shake, and the world in front of him suddenly overlapped, and it took him a few seconds to return to normal, only to realize that the scene just now was probably a subspace. It wasn't Sevi who left, and he was expelled.

But what happened in that space wasn't fake, after all, there was still a cut cake and the little colored hat on the table.

"Christmas Eve, Holy Saint's Night. In the darkness, the light shines, shining on the Virgin and the Holy Child, how much kindness and how much innocence, quietly enjoy the heaven-given sleep, enjoy the heaven-given sleep. Jiang Muyin sang this hymn softly, and he didn't notice that his pupils were emitting a white soft light. ... Friends who read books, you can search for "Blue Chinese Network", you can find this site as soon as possible.