In the eighth year of the Republic of China, May 4, 1919, at seven o'clock in the morning.

At the same time as the sunrise at the westernmost tip of the Eurasian continent is shining on the Eiffel Tower in Paris, a monstrous flame is burning at the other end of the Eurasian continent, and the sun of the Republic of China is turning to ashes.

"Whose house is on fire?"

Three hundred meters above Paris, at the top of the Eiffel Tower, Qin Beiyang sniffed suddenly.

The Four-Winged Angel Tomb Beast is flying over the heart of France, its metal wings sweeping over centuries-old spires, opening repurposed shooting holes and spraying bullets at a man and woman at the top of the tower.

Death loomed.

Ouyang Anna's glass-colored eyeballs faced a pair of beast eyes of the four-winged angel. She was crushed to the ground by Qin Beiyang, and Jiu Se also fell down smartly. In broad daylight, it has no way to transform. The bullet flew over the top of his head and back, piercing through the steel plate on the top of the Eiffel Tower, and the shrapnel bounced wantonly, and one piece of it grazed Qin Beiyang's arm.

He and Anna were face to face, and the rain of bullets was waking in their ears. It seems that in the next second, the head will be blown out. Anna nodded to him with wide eyes, Qin Beiyang didn't understand what it meant, her lips were hurriedly offered.

At the top of Eiffel, Qin Beiyang was caught off guard, the girl's lips, a wet and warm ball of flower buds, and the two lips formed a strange world, sealing the mouth of the nineteen-year-old boy.

"You and I live and die together."

Anna let go of her lips and said calmly to the boy. Nine Colors closed her eyes shyly, this young beast understood everything.

A minute passed, and they were still alive.

How could the French Air Force sit idly by and watch the skies of Paris fall? The sky was clear, dozens of nimble biplanes flew in, and machine guns shot out from behind the propellers, besieging the four-winged angel tomb beast.

A battle between a fly and a falcon.

Parisians crowded into the streets, leaned out of their windows, rode on rooftops, and craned their necks in the spring sun to see a spectacle not seen since The Song of Roland. More and more planes with the tricolor are joining the warband, and the pilots are survivors of the World Wars, having shot down countless German warplanes and never confronting such a monster. The speed of the plane is much faster than that of the Grave Beast, but the four-winged angel can hover in the air with two pairs of wings, constantly changing the direction of up, down, left and right, and exhausting the plane that is good at moving in a straight line but not at bending. The planes chased from different directions, and the Tomb Beast suddenly tossed and turned, and the two fighters collided head-on, and the pilot's blood spilled in the sky. The citizens screamed in amazement.

Qin Beiyang stood on the top of the Eiffel Tower, letting Anna and Jiuse maintain a prone position. He was observing the four-winged angel in the sky, a tomb beast from the Tang Dynasty, which not only installed a Gatling machine gun and aviation artillery, but also added the power system of the aviation internal combustion engine, and the fuel tank was buried inside the thickened armored body.

After this transformation, the four-winged angel has broken through the strict barrier of day and night, and is no longer limited to activities only in the dark or in the dungeon. Pierre Gauguin was commissioned by the French government to travel thousands of miles, nine deaths, and life across the world to transport the four-winged angel to Paris, in order to transform it into an all-weather murder weapon.

But the French forgot one thing - the tomb beast only obeyed the orders of the tomb owner, and the four-winged angel escaped from the base of the French military and flew into the sky above Paris to wreak havoc.

On this day, French Prime Minister Clemenceau, British Prime Minister Lloyd Georges, and US President Wilson all witnessed the aerial catastrophe. The four-winged angel has been hit countless times, but as long as the most vital part such as the heart is okay, it is safe and sound, like a flying iron fortress. The fighter planes besieging the Tomb Beast have been shot down more than a dozen, and the city of Paris is littered with the wreckage of crashed planes, and the houses are on fire, causing unimaginable casualties.

Finally, a cannon hit the Tomb Beast in the abdomen, and a ball of fire tore through its armor from the inside, and it must have been the fuel tank that had been hit! Despite the explosion in the air, the sturdy four-winged angel did not disintegrate, but descended in a hover, passing over the Champs-Élysées, past the ancient Egyptian obelisks of the Place de la Concorde, and finally landing in front of the Louvre.

"Let's go down!"

Anna's courage was not inferior to that of the bearded man, she dragged Qin Beiyang's arm, took the elevator out of the Eiffel Tower, and returned to the ground in Paris. There were police and firefighters everywhere, as well as the roars of men and the cries of women.

As they ran along the Seine, they saw a long way ahead of them, and two bicycles were parked on the side of the road. Qin Beiyang learned to ride a bicycle in Japan, and Anna learned to ride at her church school in Shanghai. The two of them rode a car together, and Jiuse ran happily on the first four legs in front of him, and the shouting and scolding of the owner of the bicycle sounded behind him.

Moments later, they reached the Pont des Arts over the Seine. Ouyang Anna has long known that this century-old iron bridge is nicknamed "Love Bridge". She and Qin Beiyang stepped forward and back, desperately pedaling their bicycles across the Love Bridge, and the sun, air and water wind all carried the fragrance of roses.

But she soon smelled the blood in the wind again.

In the small square in front of the Louvre, the four-winged angel tomb beast, like a wounded eagle, contracted the two pairs of wings on its back, crawling on the ground and struggling. And around it, it was already covered with the corpses of French people, some of them were police officers who heard the news, some were librarians of the Louvre Museum, and some were citizens who came to see the excitement......

From the sky to the ground, the Tomb Beast is still on a killing spree, it did not come to this strange country of its own volition, but more like a black slave who escaped from its cage, trying to kill every slave owner it sees.

"It can't be allowed to continue killing people like this!"

Qin Beiyang rushed out of the porch of the Louvre, and Anna couldn't catch it behind her, so she could only shout: "Be careful!" ”

The four-winged angel turned to a beastly face and saw the familiar face. The memory of the Tomb Beast was not worse than that of humans, and it remembered that Qin Beiyang had defeated itself and had also piloted itself to fly through the night sky of the North Atlantic. The barrel under the wings had been opened, emitting smoke and heat, ready to beat him into a sieve.

Qin Beiyang spread out his empty hands, threw out the Tang knife hidden behind his back, and Ouyang Anna firmly caught it. Nine colors stared at the glass-colored eyes and dressed as a big dog with a red mane.

The beast head of the four-winged angel was still staring at him, and Qin Beiyang was also staring at its eyes, dull and dripping with wet liquid, but it was not tears, but engine oil! The tomb beast was badly wounded, bleeding and breathing, and was no longer the guardian of the dungeon. It was operated on by the French, and many internal organs and organs were added and transplanted, and it became a terrible monster, a xenomorph of the Tang Dynasty's divine beasts and Western industrial civilizations, and the Frankenstein of the tomb beast and the machine!

But it didn't fire, there were countless policemen and soldiers around it, and the sky was still hovering over the planes, and no one dared to rush first: first, for fear of death, and second, for fear that the treasure in the Louvre Museum would be destroyed by this robotic beast.

Qin Beiyang read out the "Great Qin Jingjiao Popular Chinese Tablet"——

"Allah has no yuan. Silence is always there. The power of the craftsman. Rise from the ground and rise to the sky. Doppelganger generation. Salvation is boundless. The sun rises and goes dark. Salty proves the truth. Emperor Hehewen. The former king of the Dao crown. Take advantage of the chaos at the right time. Qiankuo Kun Zhang. Ming Jingjiao. Belong to me, Don......"

This is the son of the tomb owner of the four-winged angel, the text engraved on the stone tablet of the Nestorian is also singing the praise of Is, who gave the soul of the four-winged angel, when the ship "Cardinal Richelieu" was about to sink, Qin Beiyang once recited this passage, so that the tomb beast bowed down.

In the small square in front of the Louvre Museum in Paris, a 19-year-old Chinese boy chanted aloud in the Chinese language of the Tang Dynasty, praising the popularity of Christian heresy in the East. The four-winged angel lowered the head of the struggling beast, and it had become Qin Beiyang's servant, just like returning to the tomb owner. Approaching this tomb beast that had just killed countless people, Qin Beiyang stroked its neck, making it quiet and composed, enduring the pain all over its body, and no longer resisting and killing senselessly.

The French military and police poured out, and the steel cables were firmly tied to the quadnifer and loaded onto a large flatbed truck. Everyone was cautious, afraid that the big monster would wake up. The body of the tomb beast was still hot, and from time to time it made the sound of gears and steam, Qin Beiyang squatted next to the beast's head, soothing its half-open and half-closed eyes.

"Qin!"

Suddenly, a series of stumbling Chinese words sounded behind him, and Qin Beiyang saw a messy head of hair and blue eyes under the lenses.

Dr. Karl Holstein, former chief adviser to the Nanyuan Arsenal of the Beiyang government and an arms expert expelled from Europe, came to the Louvre.

"Doctor?"

Holstein warmly hugged Qin Beiyang and whispered in his ear: "I need your help!" ”

Qin Beiyang didn't want to leave the four-winged angel, fearing that this tomb beast would lose his appeasement and would kill people frantically again. He agreed to the doctor's request, turned back to Ouyang Anna and yelled, "Don't worry about me! I'll be back to you before dark! ”

Anna knew his stubborn character, so she reluctantly returned the Tang knife to Qin Beiyang and waved goodbye. The town's grave beast Ninecolor follows its master and scurries onto the flatbed truck that transports the four-winged angel.

Crossing the bridge over the Seine, Qin Beiyang lay between the two tomb beasts, looking at the spire of the Eiffel Tower from afar, a gray cloud, like a provoked corpse, hanging high in the sky of Paris.