Script (starts with an inverted V)



Script (starts with an inverted V)

If we were shooting a movie now, it would be the moment the director said “Action!”

The Son of God looked at his former friend with a stern face, and only indifference remained in his pure blue eyes. The friendship they had traveled together collapsed in the betrayal, which made Oleus curl his lips bitterly, but it was difficult for him to reveal even the slightest smile.

After a long time, the two best friends finally stood on opposite sides.

"Even I wouldn't be happy if we met under these circumstances."

"That's what I was going to say. I didn't ignore you on purpose. Ya'an City needs to save lives, and it's more important to purify the pollution in the hospital. And then, you were the one who was avoiding me. Aureus."

The priest called out his name calmly, his words like a knife.

"Are you afraid that I'll kill you, or are you sorry for what you've done?"

Aureus fell into a long silence. After a long time, he spoke again: "Give up, Canaan, you can't kill me. I have something I want to do, and for this, I will never fall on the road."

"If it was you in the past, I would believe it. But what qualifications do you have for me to believe you now?"

The winding branches of flowers covered the ground without anyone noticing. The crystal clear clusters of flowers embraced the priest's robes, like countless eyes staring at the red-haired young man in front of them. The extremely rich and sweet fragrance made people's thoughts gradually stagnate, and all the distracting thoughts in their bodies and minds were purified, so pure that no information could enter.

There is neither sorrow nor desire; under the umbrella of Heaven, everything is at peace.

Only Orihe - her eyes were filled with bloodshot, and she was almost rioting under the strong energy pressure. But looking at Oreius on the other side, the girl bit her finger hard, and her white teeth pierced through her flesh. Under the impulse of her whole body and mind, she endured anxiously. Even though she didn't communicate with the other party at all, she vaguely sensed the other party's mood at this time. She didn't want to interrupt the conversation between the two because of her impulse.

And Aurelius was thinking.

What could he say to convince Canaan?

"We once had the same goal, which was the basis for us to become friends. Even now, we have chosen different paths, but our ideas have not changed. This is a cruel world, and I want to do something about it, Canaan."

The young man's tone was filled with nostalgia. The answer was simple and kept coming to his lips. But when he said the word, the heaviness in his stomach reminded Aurelius that when he made this decision, he not only betrayed the past, but also took an irreversible step. It was impossible to judge where the future would lead. Did he really make the right decision? Aurelius didn't know.

But his tone was gentle, even nostalgic and cautious: "This will be the last time I make a choice in front of you. I want to be someone who can protect these memories."

It was ridiculous that the betrayer was now talking about protecting others in front of him. Canaan's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a look of scrutiny.

It had nothing to do with his own emotions. As a humanist, he was willing to reach a temporary cooperation with Oleus for the sake of humanity. As a former friend, he saw the other's true emotions from those eyes.

The priest was silent for a long time, and then a vine suddenly pulled out and pierced into Oreius' shoulder as fast as lightning. The latter did not dodge. He let the burning pain on his shoulder spread, followed by the priest's extremely cold voice.

"You'd better remember what you said today, or I will kill you, Aureus."

"Of course, this is our agreement."

He turned away without any regrets. The red-haired young man covered his shoulder and could vaguely smell the smell of burning flesh. Mason took a deep breath in his heart. The priest's ability was not offensive. He just wanted to whip him, why did it hurt so much? !

Seeing Oreius injured, Orihe could no longer hold back and rushed straight to Canaan!

Canaan gave her a cold look, and the vines rolled over and directly pulled the girl away. The people present were shocked and suddenly woke up from the pure state of being oblivious to the outside world. The girl rolled on the ground like a wolf, and an inhuman roar came out of her throat.

More and more vines entangled her, digging deep into her skin. The priest's eyes moved slightly. Invisibly, tiny threads of blood were forced out of the girl's body. The cute face turned ferocious like a ghost. Rambo rushed over immediately. Before he could do anything, the vines turned and threw the unconscious girl into his arms.

The brain worm saw some of the vines flashing red, so fast that it seemed like an illusion. His heart skipped a beat, and when he looked back, the vines were still pure and beautiful. The priest left without any explanation and turned his head away. But if someone heard his heartbeat, they would be full of questions.

He had just used Canaan to dispel Oreus's control over Orihe!

Obviously there was nothing unusual about the two vests being together, but these blood threads were incompatible with Canaan's power, and it could even be said to be a life-and-death fight, as they would directly destroy each other the moment they touched.

Anyone who fails to understand the source of Orihe's hostility at this point is a fool. This hostility comes from the Bloodline itself: even without Oreius' orders, it is resisting Canaan's power.

Is this because the two fruits belong to different things? The flesh-and-blood half-tree is incompatible with the normal half-tree? Why didn't this happen before?

The priest ran as fast as he could while thinking. The red-haired young man looked at the unconscious girl with an apologetic look: "Is she okay?"

Rambo shook his head: "Just passed out."

"That's good. As you can see, my relationship with Canaan is not very good right now."

Oleus pulled the corners of his mouth, trying to smile but failing to do so. He sighed deeply, raised his hands and pulled off the clothes on his shoulders, revealing a burnt wound deep enough to see the bone, all the blood had been burned dry. Rambo frowned as he watched, "Didn't you say he had no attacking ability, and that he couldn't beat you?"

"Indeed, his ability is more restrained against me, but believe me, he really can't beat me. When it comes to fighting, I'm a professional! In the past, when the three of us went to find someone to fight, he only needed to assist us, Christine would be the shield, and I was the real main attacker. I was simply invincible and unbeatable..."

The young man spoke very quickly, not allowing anyone to interrupt him, but anyone with a discerning eye could see the deep disappointment and sadness in his eyes. But after realizing that others had noticed this, Oreius quickly put away his emotions and said lightly: "But if I don't do what I promised, he will probably come and beat me. I don't want to die so young. So..."

"Will you become my true companions?"

Ricks was dumbfounded.

Is this what he meant? Sometimes people walking on the street will be tripped by their money bags. He hesitated and said, "...Do you want to join us, join the Noble Association?"

Oleustan nodded frankly. Why not? They were getting along very well, and he had nowhere else to go, so he might as well stay here and do something.

Count Yaan would be so excited to know this. Rex felt a bit dizzy as if a golden brick had fallen from the sky. He went to get medical supplies in a daze: "No problem, no problem, I'll arrange it now - hey, don't move, let me bandage you first!"

"It's just a minor injury. It doesn't hurt. Take your time. I've been injured much more seriously than this."

Aurelius sat down obediently, accepting the bandage while making fun of the atmosphere. Looking at the faces in front of him, the red-haired young man answered the messy questions casually, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

So far, his plan has finally taken the first step.

On the other side, the priest who had just finished the performance was climbing through the window to avoid the eyes and ears of the crowd.

He left the window open before he left, so Mason crawled in and gave the main body a full body treatment. Thinking that he would no longer have this first-class therapist, he felt very reluctant to leave.

The two vests naturally went to different places. Oreius had already chosen the Nobles Association, and it was also very obvious where Canaan should go.

That is the church.

According to his plan, Canaan would not stay in one place. But now he has to monitor the promise of Oreius, so he needs an organization that can support his actions.

Canaan, who possessed the power of purification, was undoubtedly a perfect match for the church. As a force that could stand side by side with the Noble Association, the church must have a lot of top-secret information. In order to obtain information about the church, he had to go to Ya'an City again to find the Earl.

When the last bit of glory faded, the priest left and embarked on the long journey back to the city.

At this time, the advantage of the portal can be seen. If you use it, you can go back immediately. But as a pollutant subdued by Orelius, Canaan does not want to cause misunderstanding. Fortunately, [Heaven] is a perpetual motion machine. As long as it absorbs pollution, it can run indefinitely. When the outline of Ya'an City reappeared at the end of the field of vision, the priest who had been flying for a day could not help but show a relieved expression on his face.

As long as he flew high enough, he didn't have to worry about being discovered by ordinary people. He didn't even have to worry about lack of oxygen. Why would he need air if he didn't even have lungs?

But when Mason was about to land, he suddenly uttered a soft "Huh" and looked somewhere in the city.

Compared with Canaan's [Heaven], this breath is very weak, as if it would be blown away by the wind.

But there is no doubt that

The scent he smelled belonged to another heaven.


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