"Uh, have you seen this person in the photo?"

A blonde girl who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, holding a small white umbrella and holding a photograph standing on the street, Adrian stopped and looked at his watch habitually. But in the next moment, he immediately realized that he was not in a hurry now......

It's better to say that I don't know what I'm going to do.

The blonde girl looked a little malnourished, thin and small, with a light freckle on her face, which destroyed the beauty brought by the original elegant and beautiful face, and the most striking thing was that her eyes were a rare pale gold.

The skinny girl held up the photo in her hand to Adrian, and it was a bright girl with waist-length black curls who looked like she was trimming her gear. Shorts, short-sleeved shirts, and various blades tied with belts on her arms, waist, and slender thighs gave her a cheetah-like elegant sense of danger. And at the moment of taking the picture, she was turning her head around, revealing most of her side face, and there was a sly smile on her face.

"......" Adrian thought for a while, and always felt that the girl in the photo was very familiar, and it was someone he had been in contact with recently. But his memories had always been confusing, and even if he had seen similar people, he might have mixed them with thousands of memories.

"Are there any further features?"

The freckles girl thought for a moment:

"My breasts are big, my waist is thin, and my ass is upturned. And then...... I always like to play tricks...... It's cold to men.,Like cynicism.,But it's gentle to girls...... Maybe at first it will be cynical too. But in fact, he is still very gentle with girls. Uh, there's more. Martial arts are good? It's very tendonous to do things, and likes to rampage...... There are a lot of messy tattoos on the body! ”

Adrian always felt that his sense of immediacy was rapidly increasing. But looking through my memories, I still can't think of anyone who meets such conditions.

"I'm sorry, I haven't seen it."

He shook his head regretfully, secretly speculating about what the freckles had to do with the girl in the photo.

"That's ...... Thank you for your assistance. The freckled girl stuffed the picture back into her chest pocket in her travel waistcoat in frustration, but the guy didn't leave quickly, but smelled something on Adrian, "Well, this gentleman, do you have anything on your mind?" ”

Even a person whose memory is so confused that he can't think properly. You will also feel instinctively wary in the face of this kind of pyramid scheme-like tone. Adrian concentrated, and was not very surprised to see the triangular badge on the opponent's waistcoat, on which was the pattern of one eye.

“…… O people of Divine Heaven. ”

"Yes!"

Divine Paradise...... Adrian casually searched through the chaos of memories for information, the new personality like a hot iron block had temporarily sunk to the bottom of the heart lake, he was exhausted, and completely lost the meaning of his own existence, even the simplest search memory, he felt a little sleepy.

Sacred Paradise, which is also the most famous religious fanatic among all-encompassing adventurers...... No. That's a bit of an exaggeration. This group of people with halos on their heads did not inherit the exclusivity of primitive religion, but rather pacifists running around, doing good deeds everywhere, and any adventurer who was not a bad deed could meet a member of the Divine Heaven. Then you can ask for their help.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a ten-star god and demon presiding over this group of adventurers, a naïve group like this would have been ruined by the unpredictable universe long ago. But more than a decade later, this group called Divine Heaven has become one of the largest gathering places for adventurers of the Bright and Divine factions. There are as many as seven gold-level powerhouses alone who are known as the "Seven Great Angels". Although this number is still far from the top five unions, their purpose of trying to peacefully evolve the world is well known.

"So. Lovely young lady......" Adrian stretched out his cold right hand and rudely stroked the other's smooth and delicate jaw. Staring at the pale golden pupils with his emerald eyes, his gorgeous lip gloss like blood stained on his lips in the torrential rain, "Can a man who has ruined thousands of lives be redeemed?" ”

“…… Of course. ”

The skinny freckled girl was not confused by his gorgeous skin, and their faces had reached a distance of twenty centimeters, but Adrian could hear it, and the rhythm of her heartbeat had not changed. The brilliance in his golden eyes flowed, and the man saw the glorious kingdom of heaven and endless holy light in an instant.

"As long as you see the light, you can be saved."

Adrian let go of his right hand and threw his umbrella on the ground. The heavy rain drenched his hair for a moment, blurring his dark eyeshadow and blood-red lip gloss. Delicate makeup and well-groomed hair are now drenched in messy hair and bloody tears.

"Can You Be Saved When You See the Light......

Adrian strode away in the rain, and behind him, the freckled girl shouted at him in the rainstorm:

"And the Lord said, 'Do not drink heavily because of pain and sorrow!'"

Walking around a street corner, Adrian remembered that he hadn't asked the freckled girl's name, but ...... What does it matter if you know her name or not? He turned his head to look, and the girl was still holding a small white umbrella, stubbornly pinching the photo, asking the few passers-by in the dimly lit city.

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At the bottom of the Jin Mao Building, Old Man Zhao had been standing for more than 20 minutes. For a man of his age, it was already quite a physical drain. The black-suit bodyguard standing beside him was the last man left. The rest of the personnel have all stormed the Jin Mao Tower.

The edifice that stood was like a trap, and many wrinkles appeared uncontrollably on the old man's face.

[Zhao Lao! Withdraw it! Let's get on! Zhang Weixin is not three heads and six arms, we can fill him to death with our lives! 】

"Don't make a fuss!" Old man Zhao's originally well-maintained black hair had turned white little by little from the roots, "If you can't even me, you juniors will just send snacks and be slaughtered!" ”

With another rain of gunfire came from the building. The old man in black choked suddenly, and when he let go of his handkerchief. It was already covered in red blood.

"Ahem...... There is always Lu Bu here. As long as Lu Bu's fighting spirit is not extinguished, I will not be eaten too badly, little old man......" The old man's eyes flashed. In an instant, the surrounding "spiritual scene" was confirmed.

Beside him, seventy or eighty eerie figures stood densely, surrounding him in the center. At first glance, it seemed to be protecting him, but all the ghosts stared at the hunched old man with eyes that were colder than ice. Most of these ghosts were dressed as ancient warriors, and they still held broken blades in their hands......

"Hey...... I'm not going to die that soon, so I'm going to wait......"

Just as he said this, three hundred meters away in a straight line, Zhang Weixin encountered the corpse puppet again.

"Tsk...... Have you learned how to form a team...... It's remarkable. Zhang Weixin, who had two guns in his hands, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and curled up behind a pillar. An iron arrow was stuck in his ear, nearly twenty centimeters into the wall.

After several corpse golems were hunted down by him, the remaining corpse troops quickly assembled into loose formations and searched for them in a massive advance, one by one. These corpse puppets seem to be able to smell the breath of the living, and in Zhang Weixin's communication channel, the members who remain in the building are constantly slaughtered...... After all, most of the members are only equipped with sophisticated guns, and even their rookie gift packs have not unearthed the ability of mediocre black iron-level adventurers, and in the face of these three-star standard ghouls, they have no ability to resist head-on at all.

More than 20 corpse puppets chased and intercepted them. Gradually locked Zhang Weixin, who was deep into the enemy formation, in the center of the first-floor office building. And when the encirclement gradually tightened, with Zhang Weixin's ability, he just wanted to smile bitterly.

After all, it's just about fighting for that shard...... Another scream. Zhang Weixin felt bitter in his mouth. The people who huddle in this world are the ones who don't want to continue the adventure.

In this world of the Cthulhu mythos, there is a ritual of "breaking away from the identity of an adventurer"! Just do that simple ritual. You can destroy your character card and retain your abilities...... At the level of the black iron class.

People who are afraid of taking risks. People who don't have the ability to keep going. As well as a few. Those who are tired of adventure will come to this remote base world. And perform that magic ritual and completely transform into the natives who live in this world. And these people, who have retained the most basic abilities, gathered under the three major gangs in this world, and began to pour power into each other......

Aspiration...... Hey, if I collect all these fragments, I will make a wish to completely banish the evil gods of this planet, and give up the rule of the world to us who have given up their identity as adventurers.

Zhang Weixin counted silently in his heart, and when he counted to eleven seconds, he turned around and pounced.

It has entered the bullet time brought by the "Mystery of the Gun God". Maybe it's not because of the fate, but because of the pinnacle of spearmanship, his spirit has entered a short accelerated tense. When he held the pistol, Zhang Weixin could feel his five senses expand tenfold, and every qiē information flowed into his brain as clearly and clearly as if he had opened his seventh sense......

Double-shot fire. In the muzzle flames, angry bullets swirled and shot at the corpse golems. Seven, seven on the front.

Bullets quickly destroy the opponent's body.

One fell.

As expected, Zhang Weixin's muzzle was smoothly pointed at the next corpse puppet, and the corpse puppet threw out a short axe and slashed at his neck.

The bullet collided with the ancient hand axe, slightly deflected the track, then the second, the third...... The miraculous bullet is worthy of the "mystery of the spear" that he has trained through a hundred battles. The axe flew into the sky, collided with the ceiling, and then crashed back to the ground, just as the blade fell downwards and plunged into the golem's skull.

Two.

And then the third.

The magazine was empty, and Zhang Weixin rolled behind another pillar and quickly reloaded.

There are not many bullets left.

Then he heard a young voice shouting passionately:

"Nandou Flamingo Fist Fist! I'm slapping and punching!! ”

Where did the stupid X come from? Zhang Weixin's first reaction was like this.

He changed his mind when the fourth corpse golem was beaten and flew past him. (To be continued......)