Lu Xiang once heard that when people fall rapidly, they will instinctively grasp the objects next to them.

She has now proved the truth and reliability of this statement with practical actions, and the direct consequence is that Song Lan's shoes were "lost in a battle".

And even if Song Lan had a powerful spiritual ability, he couldn't conjure a shoe out of thin air in this situation.

"When I get back, I'll buy you a new pair of shoes...... You can pick whatever you want, you can choose as expensive as you want! ”

Lu Xiang knew that he was at a loss, and quickly added.

She can only learn a lesson, if she encounters this situation next time, she will try to grab some more, from grabbing ankles to grabbing Song Lan's trouser legs.

"I don't think it's a question of whether you buy new shoes or not."

Song Lan looked down at his right foot, which was missing a shoe, and the chain reaction of this incident was that he accidentally wore out his socks when he landed.

The war was imminent, and his barefoot appearance was very disrespectful to the archbishop and the consciousness that he was about to encounter.

A scream interrupted the conversation between the two.

The two of them followed the voice, and an object waving its hands in mid-air under the red clouds was falling rapidly, as if unable to adapt to the sudden change, the night heron forgot that it could fly.

They also saw the big voice of the night heron, and the genetic modification seemed to strengthen her voice as well.

It wasn't until the night heron was about to fall to the ground that she unconsciously flapped the pair of bat-like wings and landed beside them in an extremely embarrassed position, and when she landed, she sat on the ground in shock, gasping for breath and her chest rising and falling violently.

Being in a pool of blood was nothing short of torment for her.

In addition to worrying that she would become a "stinky angel of death", she had countless thoughts and whispers that did not belong to her in her mind during the dive, and under the influence of those whispers, all the unpleasant memories of the past gradually appeared.

In that not-so-long process, she relived her experience of being chosen by the Church, injected with unknown drugs, and then sent to the "mines" by the nuns, and those vague experiences became very clear.

For example, for the first time, she remembered her own family, whose concept of home had been blank for many years, and her memories seemed to have begun after she had been sent to the "mines".

Those memories reminded her that she had not been raised from laboratory utensils or jumped out of stones, but that she had a happy family in a small village on the edge of the Third Neutral Country, and that her parents were an optimistic couple, despite the fact that the village was plagued by radiation contamination and most people lived very shortly.

They are all members of the Eclipse Sect, the lowest kind, they may never intersect with the core members of the church for the rest of their lives, and they will probably never leave the village for the rest of their lives.

Until one day, a majestic priest came to the village.

The priest found her parents, as well as several other children, and they talked with each other all night, and eventually, her parents watched with reluctance that she and the other children left the village with the priest.

Since then, she has no memory of her parents, so much so that Nightheron thought that she and her sisters had jumped out of the rocks.

Then, the whispers reminded her of some details that she had forgotten.

For example, she later heard the news of the destruction of the village one day - this is not an uncommon occurrence for the people of the Third Neutral Kingdom and the Eclipse Cult, most of whom have spent their lives battling the devastation left by the Third War, with villages infected by radiation and mutations every year, and survivors who have left their homes working together to rebuild new homes.

It was in the early afternoon when I heard the news.

The "Angel of Death" at her side at the time happened to hear a report from the head of the Mutant Defense Force, and although they had sent troops in the first place, when they arrived, the inhabitants of the village were still turned into walking dead under the influence of the virus and mutations, and they had to burn down the village to prevent the mutation from spreading.

Nightheron didn't know why she remembered these trivial memories, but when the fragments were intertwined, she felt lonely like never before.

Immediately afterward, those whispers sent an inspiration to her.

They seemed to call her back to the embrace of the Father, so that all the unhappiness and sadness of the past would be baptized, which made her forget the blood-red sight for a moment, and the warm feeling was like returning to the swaddling clothes, which dispelled the loneliness and made the night heron want to last forever.

Just as she was about to close her eyes and let herself rest for a while, there was a harsh scolding in those gentle whispers.

The angry scolding was very familiar to her.

Nightheron had to keep her eyes open again, and even though her eyes were blood-red, she still saw two fleeting figures.

It's just that compared to the kind and gentle image in the memory, the parents' expressions suddenly became angry and distorted.

They were looking at her with angry eyes, angrily scolding her to get out of this place.

The night heron was a little aggrieved.

She felt as if she had been kicked out of her "home" again.

Then, she passed through the blood-red clouds and found herself somehow high in the sky.

She told Lu Xiang and Song Lan what she had seen in the pool of blood, and the feeling of physical and mental exhaustion made her sit on the ground and not want to get up.

"Your parents saved you."

The mountain-like steel giant had joined the group again, and at this moment, he was looking down at her with his head down, his helmet covered in exoskeleton armor, and the emotion in his voice was masked by the mechanical synthesis.

This may be the method used by the genetic warriors to hide their emotions.

For a group of people who have dedicated themselves to the battlefield since the moment of their birth consciousness, personal emotions will only be a stumbling block for them.

"In your words, it is a call from 'God the Father,' and once you answer it, those who have become aberrant constructs will be your end."

The Commander of the First Regiment tried to explain in a language that the Night Heron could understand.

Because just now, he went through the same process.

And in their "teachings", it is the pollution from another "conscious body", which is written in their genetic sequence, and sooner or later it may explode.

He seemed to understand why the congregants couldn't resist the effects of the pollution.

It was not the consciousness that attacked him, but the most vulnerable side of their own hearts.

"You should be glad that only those with a steely consciousness can withstand those voices."

The words of the First Legion Commander still sounded cold to the point of being unkind, and he gave the Night Heron a deep look before turning away, facing the barren world in the distance, "The war continues, and the living are destined to go on." ”

It's like a piece of advice to the trio and a reminder to yourself.

He clenched the kinetic chainsaw in his hand, the only partner he could trust on the battlefield.

At the same time, he also showed the back of his exoskeleton armor in front of the three of them.

The emblem of spears and roses on the black gold metal coating was obscured by the sprouts of flesh, and an eye was attached to his back.

The pupils, which were as red as pools of blood, were watching them.

Thanks to the 500 starting coins from the stars soaring through the universe!

I went out this afternoon, and I was a little tired and overslept when I came back, and today's update was a little late, sorry!