Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

"……Silly girl."

The patriot shook his head slightly, amused by his daughter's innocence.

Having lived to the age of the Patriot, he has long since ceased to believe in miracles.

All he can believe in is himself, and the destiny he can change by himself.

He continued:

"Eliminate ore disease. So, how to eliminate it?"

"The believers of the Son of God, the angel of Sakota, already have the answer: it is [slaughter]."

The Patriot's voice was as deep as ever, stripped of emotion.

Patriots left their hometown Kazdel a hundred years ago and came to the Ursus Empire.

As far as the Patriot himself is concerned, he believes that he has given up his responsibility as a Sarkaz, and he has no face to call himself Sarkaz.

But even so, the old man cared about his hometown.

Years ago at the end of the Kazdel Civil War, the Lateran's Jihad Angels wielded a special weapon capable of killing the Infested with a single blow.

The deeper the infection, the more destructive this weapon becomes.

Especially for the long-lived Sarkaz fighters.

Those who have accumulated severe infections, if they are hit by a bullet, the origin stone crystals in their bodies will be evaporated instantly, turning them into a rotten flesh riddled with holes.

Patriot: "Eliminate the ore disease, eliminate natural disasters. The ability to eliminate the origin stone, this is the power of the Holy Son."

"In the world, all infected people will die. Naturally, the ore disease will be eliminated."

Ah... Frost Star is speechless.

She didn't know whether the Patriots were right or not.

And what happened to Kazdel did happen, and she couldn't refute it.

The seeds of hatred grow entangled with each other in this way.

When someone wants to untie it, they will find that there have been so many intricate entanglements before, and they have long been confused.

But Frost Star wanted to fight back, and argued:

"Isn't this wishful thinking on your part, old man? You haven't talked to that holy son... Besides, didn't he save Tallulah when he was in Qiecheng!"

"If he is really the kind of person who wants to exterminate an infected person, why did he leave Tallulah alive? He even dressed her in a gentlemanly manner, and nothing happened when men and women were alone. Isn't that a very A serious man!"

Patriot: "Is it so strange that he didn't attack Tallulah?"

This time, the old patriot tilted his head:

"In that situation, facing an infected person. Even if the other party is a young and beautiful woman, there will be no one. You must feel this way."

"Shuangxing, you have too much prejudice against men. I'm worried if a man wants you in the future."

Shuang Xing: "Go to hell, the old man wants you to take care of it!"

The big rabbit raised his foot and kicked his father's leg.

But it was too hard, kicking it was like kicking a stone, only Shuangxing's feet hurt.

Jokes aside, the Patriots mean business.

He considered a lot, and said to Shuang Xing earnestly:

"Frost Star. If it is really possible to make future generations free of infected people, then even if we all sacrifice, it won't be bad."

"But I don't trust you, Sakota."

"Even if there is no more infection, I don't think they can treat me and other Sarkaz compatriots as equals."

Frost Star: "This..."

Froststar is neither Sakota nor Sarkaz, just a cute little white rabbit, and he can't say much about this kind of problem.

The patriot's argument was based on his two hundred years of experience, and Frost Star also knew how stubborn the old man was, and it was impossible to convince him of the Sakota people.

Therefore, Frost Star had no choice but to try her best to persuade:

"However, even if you don't believe in all angels, maybe that holy son is a good person? If he really has a way to eliminate ore disease, and then resolve the conflict between Sakota and Sarkaz, wouldn't it be perfect... ...In short, talk to him first, okay?"

What he said, Shuang Xing himself felt that he was very idealistic, and he had no confidence in what he said.

At the same time, she quietly held the inside pocket of her clothes.

There was a little packet in there, and there were still two red grains of sugar in it.

It was the medicine left to her by the Kingslayer, which could effectively suppress the onset of her ore disease.

Froststar still has the last ray of hope.

If this unprecedented miraculous drug has something to do with that Holy Son...

Then maybe there is hope for everyone...

"Frost Star."

The Patriot's voice was very low and admonishing.

He said word for word:

"Talulah's mistake, how many times do you want to make it again?"

Frost Star: "...!"

With just one sentence, he shattered Frost Star's fantasy.

372. The Holy Son Can't Die, He Can Only Raid!

...Because of the patriot's words, Frost Star felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was chilled.

Although her body temperature has always been below zero, the coldness at this time comes from the heart.

(Yeah... I mistrusted Tallulah at the beginning, which led to the current situation...)

Although Shuang Xing didn't say anything on the surface, he kept blaming himself in his heart.

If she hadn't believed in Tallulah, and she had convinced the patriots, the integration movement would not have become what it is now.

Tallulah deserved to die long ago.

Her own father would have killed her, not allowing the remnants of the viper Kosche to live.

...But, just because Frost Star couldn't bear it.

Tallulah was not Kosich's biological daughter, but he abducted her and forcibly adopted her as an adopted daughter.

Talula has always hated him, and even killed him with her own hands!

Even Tallulah voluntarily became an infected person!

How could Talula follow the old path of this enemy adoptive father?

She should hate the nobles of Ursus more than anyone else, she is a born fighter!

Shuangxing: "...I'm sorry, I'm sorry...it's all my fault, I'm sorry..."

Frost Star's heart was already riddled with holes, and even the blood that flowed out had condensed into ice.

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"Come closer to the silent night?... My tattered dolls and dolls?"

Froststar continued to sing, resonating with the only nursery rhymes she knew and Originium skills.

Perhaps it was because of his determination that this was his last battle, and Shuang Xing felt unprecedented freedom.

The snow monster troops under him withdrew after arranging the origin stone crystals.

In the area that his Originium skills could reach, apart from the Guards Bureau and Rhodes Island's team, there were only Mephisto's sad herds.

This way, you don't have to worry about affecting your own people, and you can go all out.

As for whether you can get the result you want...it depends on the efforts of the Holy Son.

Frost Star opened her lips slightly, and the breath she exhaled was actually colder than liquid nitrogen:

"It's really amazing. Lateran's holy son, the white crowned holy king... is worthy of being feared by the old man to that extent, and his reputation is well-deserved."

In the absolute zero circle that should be controlled by him, that holy son is running around recklessly.

As Frost Star liberated all Originium skills, the Originium crystals in her body leaked out of her body little by little, mixing with the Originium in the air.

This allows her senses to be further extended.

As if the human body has become a burden, this cold world with a radius of [-] meters is the extension of my body.

And that holy son is a foreign object that broke into his body.

He was burning with pure white fire, resisting the low temperature that he wanted to penetrate him.

The fire seemed to be alive, and it could recognize its own hostile attacks, and the ice cone surprise attack from any angle was resolved.

His fancy weapon is also dangerous.

Several swords that can be combined and separated may seem to be complicated toys at first glance, but they are surprisingly threatening.

Especially those two jagged broken swords, it seems that there is some origin stone skill that can emit invisible fluctuations, creating a circle of defense walls around Luo Zhen without dead ends.

Ordinary ice crystals will be crushed, and attacks that are too obvious will be cut off by the floating blade.

So, how about increasing penetration?

Shuang Xingxin moved freely, and more origin stone crystals oozed out from his fingertips.

The crystalline particles expelled from his body are like extensions of his own fingers, and can be manipulated even if he leaves his body.

These particles fused with the Originium energy in the air and gathered into several black ice crystals.

Frost Star whispered: "Go."

The pitch-black ice crystal pierced the air, launching a deadly attack at him with a speed and tricky angle comparable to Luo Zhen's Floating Blade.

Two ice crystals were cut off by his floating blade, and two were shattered by the invisible wave barrier of the broken sword, all of which were dissolved.