This story is a bit outrageous, but don't worry, it's thousands of years later.

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"Click, click." With a twisted metal knock, the door was slammed open, and a middle-aged man, with unkempt black hair, holding a silver-black pistol in his hand, flicked his cloak, and walked cautiously forward.

"Shhhh In the closet, a woman was holding a little girl in her arms, the girl had a small pale face, looking weak, her blue eyes were wide open, so beautiful that she dared not breathe, and her golden curls were scattered casually on the sides of her cheeks, and she trembled with fear.

"It's all right—you'll be all right, boy, the Colonel will come to our rescue, and God will bless us." The woman's eyes were hollow and dull, and she repeatedly drew crosses on her chest. Sweat was pouring down her body, and it was hot, but the girl was still holding her tightly.

The door of the wardrobe slowly opened, and with a melodious "squeak", the light from outside poured in, and the middle-aged man pointed the gun at the woman. "No—" With a desperate scream, the woman collapsed in a pool of blood.

The girl didn't cry, her little hand was on the cabinet, and she stood up, her snow-white gauze skirt stained with the blood spurted by the woman, which was very dazzling in the sun. And he coldly raised his gun again.

The girl was undaunted, she put her hand in her pocket, and a beautiful red arc crossed the air. In her hand was a red gem. "Crimson Tears!" The girl lifted the jewel high and took a big step forward, forcing the man with the gun to retreat. "Understood?" She looked up. "You are—Elizabeth VII." After a pause, the corners of his mouth raised a smile again, "I'm sorry - my real mission is to get rid of you." ”

He raised his pistol again, and the girl closed her eyes, her long eyelashes covered her face, and with a movement of her index finger, the bullet fired, and she deflected her face, leaving a scratch on her face, and blood running down her porcelain-like skin. "Humph!" She opened her eyes again, "Admiral Mars, catch a little girl, I'll see how many years it takes." ”

"You-" the man smiled contemptuously, "do you think you'll get away?" The pistol was raised again.

"Oh? Is it - stupid people, naturally do not know how powerful Crimson Tears are. She said as she wiped the blood from her face and dripped it onto the gem.

"No—" shouted angrily, with a red glow.

Elsa. Quiet. Elizabeth VII disappeared. Take the gem called "Crimson Tears" and disappear together.

The Fifth World War, which ended with this -