I'm such an old god, so sorry

For hundreds of years, all the resources of Dark Angels were used to convert them into war reserves. With Dark Angel’s technological productivity, they could have competed with the Federal Republic for the market, making the country two or three times larger without difficulty.

If that’s the case, the dark angels are not interested in the territories outside the Vault of Heaven, but in the long years of war, the death rate of dark angels is so high that the average age has dropped to one or two hundred years old. Angels can live for thousands of years under normal circumstances!

Every time the battle of twilight came down, a few decades later, a new generation of dark angels sent them to the battlefield as adults, and then died one after another, and grew one after another... Behind the bloody epic of the dark angels, there are blood and sorrow that are so rich that they cannot be removed.

change!Must change!

The wise dark angel kings are well aware of the importance of social transformation, and for this reason, they will not hesitate to withstand social pressure and implement a policy of full opening to the outside world, trying to achieve the dark angel's ethnic prosperity in the shortest time.

Fortunately, the victory of the Twilight Battle made the lonely and arrogant dark angels become tolerant, even if they were quite suspicious of the policies of the kings, they would try to adapt.

"But even a large number of humans appeared in the original heaven, which is outrageous."

Xiude said with emotion, looking at the ship anchored in the airport not far away, under the guidance of the dark angel guards, groups of humans descended from the floating ship and looked curiously at this newly recovered ship, known as A paradise city of "the capital outside the country".

Among them are the paladins of the religious kingdom, the elves from Ye Huang, the officers of the human empire, and some spellcaster teams. Every type of person who is allowed to ascend to the initial paradise is the elite of human society. Before the beginning of heaven, without exception, the essence of the hillbilly was revealed. Is it the same to praise God?

That’s right, in Ainfar’s propaganda, the initial heaven is already at the same level as the gods of the kingdom. This is a bit funny, because any god is actually not as high as the original heaven. In Enfar's heart, the gods of the country are the cities that the world deserves.

So the publicity is just like that.

Xiude put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked from the periphery of the airport to an elegantly decorated music hall.

"Two tickets for tomorrow's concert, thank you."

The Miss Dark Angel at the ticket office first glanced at Xiude’s obvious human characteristics, and then her gaze floated to the medal on Xiude’s chest. One was a medal representing the rank of a major, and it was also wrapped with a black and white holy pivot logo. .

The conductor immediately smiled and handed over two tickets, saying:

"Mr. Major, you don't have to pay to buy war heroes. Thank you for your contribution in the war. The restoration of the initial heaven is your contribution."

Although most dark angels are not cold to humans, but for those who have long been fighting in the secret realm of the sky, especially the soldiers who have made great military achievements, the heart of worship and respect will not change with the race.

"Oh, how can this work? Everyone is opening a new business when it is necessary to stimulate consumption. I am not stubborn, just to contribute to the prosperity and development of our dark angels."

Without a word, Xiude took out the black card of the Federal Commercial League, and adjusted the position of the medal with his hands.

He is not a high-profile person, just the first medal in his life, he wants to show it to others inadvertently.

Walking out of the music hall, Xiude immediately activated Feiyue and contacted Fatisina.

[Nana, I have already got the tickets for the concert you like, let's go and listen to it tomorrow!

Shude doesn't like any concerts, but Fatisina likes them. For his beloved wife, he is willing to try to enjoy the concerts.

{Ok!}

Fatisina responded in seconds: {My work here is going to end soon, what do you want to eat tonight?I learned a few new dishes}

[Supper is just as good as yesterday]

Xiude replied, feeling very moved. He knew that Fatisina actually didn’t know how to cook, and didn’t like cooking. In the dark angel culture, there has never been a saying that a wife must teach each other, wash and cook. , But Fatisina took the initiative to cater to the tradition of Xiude’s "hometown".

[Nana, I love you]

{Yingjun, I love you too}

With a numbing farewell, Xiude put away Feiyue with satisfaction.

He and Fatisina have been married for a month, spent the so-called "honeymoon", and life is on the right track.

Fatisina also served in the dark angel government agency, step by step to remove the "Lucifer" position, retired to the third line, while Xiude was doing nothing, simply relying on the friendly cooperative relationship with the Federal Chamber of Commerce became the dark angel Advisor with the Republic.

But the relationship between them is still the same as when they were first married.

Mutual understanding, mutual attachment and mutual cherishment.

What marriage is the tomb of love, Xiu De really wants to spit to death the person who said this, true love is not something that can be shaken by the trivial life such as firewood, rice, oil and salt, true love can cross even life and death, and there is no gap in life.

To truly love someone is to love even their shortcomings.

Xiu De lied back on the bench and was sleeping on the bench, silently calculating Fatisina's time off work, thinking about how to "coincidentally" with Nana at home.

At this moment, a familiar fragrance penetrated into the nasal cavity, and the soft hair gently brushed his face.

"repair....."

It was a familiar soft voice calling again, and Xiu De opened his eyes, but what caught his eyes was a beautiful face with a Qiaoxiao Yanran.

Sinowid.

Her Royal Highness's skin was shimmering under the dim yellow light in the evening, and her holy blue eyes were full of surprise and love. The girl in the black dress plunged directly into Xiude’s arms, her delicate body leaning against the back. As for Shinowid, who hadn't seen him for a long time, his figure seemed to be a little more mature.

But at this time, Xiude didn't have any charming thoughts at all, he said blankly:

"Hino? Why are you here?!"

"Didn't we make an agreement? If the war is not over, I will bring my own witch group to help out."

Sinovid tilted his head slightly and pecked Xiude's face:

"It just seems to have missed the most critical moment. Xiu, you are already a war hero."

The girl pointed to the medal on Xiude's chest, and under the overwhelming propaganda of the dark angel, even outsiders knew what this medal meant.

"It seems that Xiu has experienced a lot of things."

"Ahem... Yeah, I have experienced a lot, in various senses."

Xiude coughed lightly, slightly embarrassed.

"Fortunately, I saw Xiu as soon as I got off the airship."

Xinowide reluctantly got up from Xiude, and the latter discovered that the princess was still carrying a suitcase.

"Originally, I was going to live in the dormitory arranged by Dark Angel for the mercenaries, but since I met Xiu, then I will live there."

Xinowide said, eyes full of expectation, as if to suggest something.

I am not, I don’t, don’t do that!

Sudden suddenly felt uncomfortable.

He felt that his marriage had encountered a big problem.

Chapter 11 I'm Ready to Drive

Xiude is a normal male, and because of his own ability, he wants to be able to have super friendship with many cute adorable girls.