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Planet Calendar Autumn 20019
20 kilometers outside the Holy City of Rome
Burschvilla Village
In a small valley outside the village of Burschvilla, autumn is in full bloom.
A torrent poured down from the top of the mountain and poured into a clear pool in the valley. After a heavy rain last night, the originally trickling mountain streams merged into a huge stream, adding a very domineering effect to the waterfall. The flying flow of snow-white foam mixed with the whine of the mountain wind blowing through the holes in the mountains, making the waterfall sound very domineering. The sound of rumbling water.
Not far from the water pool is a green bamboo forest, the branches and leaves rustling due to the turbulent airflow blowing in from all directions in the valley. Millions of autumn insects in the grass use millions of tones of different frequencies, trying their best to show off their talents while catering to their companions.
The maple leaves on the top of the mountain are red. The mountain breeze blows, and from time to time, a few red leaves will be shaken by the autumn wind and fall from the top of the mountain. Accompanied by the passionate performances of countless talented musicians in nature, they will dance and fly in the air. Turns, jumps, crazy round dances In the end, it was like Narcissus who was obsessed with his gorgeous dance, immersed himself in his illusory reflection in the pool, and turned into patches of red on the water.
Among the red and colorful ponds, a smooth surface was scaled by flowing water like a mirror, and a ten -year -old boy stood there steadily.
The boy's eyes were covered by a thick layer of black cloth, and his left arm was raised flat on his chest. The thumb of the left hand is tilted up, and the index and middle fingers point forward. The ring finger and little finger are perpendicular to the middle and index fingers, forming a small three-dimensional coordinate axis. A medieval Colt revolver was held in the boy's right hand and held behind his back.
Under the bright sunshine, the boy's waist is straight, with dazzling blond hair and a solemn and determined expression. Although his figure is still a little immature, his eyebrows already show an outstanding masculine demeanor.
"Harry, a first-class gunner must not let his attention be distracted by the flashy surface of things. Through the bizarre representations, you must have the ability to instantly see through their hidden essence."
On the green grass beside the pond, an old priest wearing a black Catholic uniform was earnestly admonishing the boy.
Although the old priest's hair has turned frosty white and almost no trace of black hair can be seen, his hair is still as thick and lush as when he was young. Although the slightly thin face is full of wrinkles, the eyes that represent the door to the mind are as bright as stars, as clear as water, and full of the light of wisdom.
Even now that I am old, my youth is gone. But the first impression of this white-haired old priest is that he is definitely a handsome man who is full of charm for the opposite sex and has a graceful manner.
At this moment, the way he looked at Harry was like a father looking at his most proud child, full of pride and love.
"Harry"
"Everything in the world has its origin."
¡°God said, ¡®Let there be light,¡¯ and there was light.¡±
¡°God said, ¡®Let there be air between the waters to divide the water into upper and lower parts.¡¯ So God created the air to separate the heaven and the earth.¡±
"Even the Tower of Babel, which towers into the clouds, wants to reach straight to the sky, and challenges the authority of the gods, still has its foundation."
"Harry, what you have to do is to make yourself the origin of the coordinates of the four-dimensional upper and lower void. At that moment, you yourself are the Lord of the Stars and the King of Kings."
"Find the first ray of light between heaven and earth; discover the boundary that separates heaven and earth; master the movement of the stars, and explore the origin of the Tower of Babel."
"Concentrate your mind. The gun in your hand that is integrated with your body is your weapon to explore all of this. The bullets fired from the gun are the threads of your thoughts."
"Harry"
The frosty leaves danced rapidly on the boy's head, as if challenging and mocking the child below who covered his eyes. Finally, in a sharp dive, they flew over the boy's head and threw themselves into the pool at his feet ¡
??Bang, bang, bang, bang
After six short but harmonious gunshots, among the maple leaves falling on the water, water quickly poured out from the center of six maple leaves. In the process of falling, they were penetrated by bullets the moment they passed in front of the boy. They made a sharp spin on the water, then quickly sank to the bottom of the water and disappeared.
The gun in the boy's hand was still slung behind his back, and there was a faint smoke drifting from the muzzle.
"Very good." Seeing the scene in front of him, the old priest nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile.
¡°For the first time, I can successfully capture the movement of six leaves.¡± The boy who took off the blindfold on his head said excitedly.
"Don't be too proud. When you face a truly first-class warrior in the future,When there are opponents who are also full of wisdom and strength, it will never be as simple as knocking down leaves today. "The old priest said with a smile.
"I know. However, I will try my best to become a top shooter like Mr. Henry as soon as possible. I will never let down your expectations, teacher." The boy said confidently, with a hint of confidence in his voice. Overflowing with respect and admiration for teachers.
"I have confidence in you." The old priest smiled.
"ButTeacher, although you taught me to concentrate, use every part of my body to sense changes in the outside world, find out the opponent's movement points, and even the gun in my hand can become a part of my thoughts. But"
"Is there an enemy that can hide all the evidence of its existence without leaving any trace?" Looking at his teacher, the boy asked the question in his heart.
"Yes." After a long silence, the old priest replied.
¡°There are people in this world who can make you unable to find the exact location of their existence even if you face them head-on,¡± he said.
"Does such a person really exist? Then, teacher, how should I deal with such an opponent?" the boy asked.
"What if you really meet this kind of opponent" A smile appeared in his eyes.
"You don't have to do anything." His teacher said firmly.
"No need to do anything? Then I" the boy hesitated.
"Once you encounter this kind of enemy, the only thing you need is to praise the Lord loudly in your heart, and then follow the Lord's guidance"
"Just shoot in any direction." His teacher said with a smile.
These words were heard, and the boy who was listening intently to his teacher¡¯s teachings on the boulder with a focused expression couldn¡¯t help but slip
I fell into the puddle below!
"Teacher, thisisn't this too exaggerated!?" The boy, who was soaked all over and struggling to climb out of the pool, asked loudly while wiping the water drops from his face.
"Hehehehe"
"Vanity of vanities, vanity of vanities, everything is vanity."
With his hands behind his back, the old priest turned away long ago. His smiling voice came from afar, echoing everywhere in the empty valley.
"Harry, you have to understand"
"The gods are at ease and use emptiness to break the emptiness."
"The principles of Your practice"
"It's still far from enough."
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The night of January 27, 20033 in the planetary calendar
21:48
Facing the most dangerous enemy in the world.
A pure-blooded race with speed and healing abilities far beyond those of ordinary people.
? Harry Wright Awdry Jones, Vice President of the Natural History Research Society of Central Continent Ultra Academy¡
However, under the dimming candlelight, his thoughts drifted back to the quiet valley fourteen years ago where there were few people and the scenery changed greatly with the changes of the four seasons; that small place where he left many happy memories. The village; the country church with its pointed roof, although it was dilapidated on the surface, but unusually neat inside, and the old priest in the church who raised his young and helpless self.
"mine¡¡"
"Teacher."
A warm smile bloomed on Harry's lips, and a feeling of happiness surrounded Harry. All changes in the outside world did not escape his surveillance at all.
With a smile, he turned his head to avoid the golden armor that was ejected towards him, and the smile froze on his face in an instant.
?The arms are spread out like lightning, and the index finger is lightly hooked
The moment when the fireworks exploded
A bullet has been fired from the chamber
??Shot into the shadows behind him and at his feet.
"it's here!!!"
¡¡¡¡
Blood drips.
The drops were sprinkled on the goose-yellow carpet in the long and narrow corridor.
Holding back the severe pain in his chest, Rofas staggered towards the place where Ruisen and Harry fought.
Blood dripped from between the fingers of his right hand that was covering his chest. Following his path, bright red flowers were scattered on the pure wool carpet.
"The man named Harry Wright is much stronger than what can be observed from the images. Even with the master's strength, he cannot be sure of victory. Even if I risk my life, I must do it for the master. Strive for a chance to win. Don't let the master's life be threatened." In Ruofas's heart, he had the thought of death.consciousness.
Just push open the wooden door in front of you, go through two more rooms, and you will arrive at the mourning room. Every time he kills an important opponent, his master will definitely choose that place. Rofas clearly knew the habits of Rayson Blair. All he has to do is to desperately entangle the blond young man. As long as he successfully distracts the man's attention for even less than a second, his master can successfully obtain the fruits of victory.
After standing there and resting for a while, Luofas's strength recovered somewhat. After calming down, he pushed open the carved wooden door in front of him
As the heavy oak door was slowly pushed open, a ghostly figure appeared in front of Rofas. In the hands of that ghost, it is as deep as a black hole, as if it is the muzzle of a gun that sucks all the light in the room
Pointing directly at Rofas¡¯ chest.
There was a gunshot
A dazzling bloody red light flashed in front of Luofas's eyes.
Although he has killed countless people in his life, he is used to seeing bloodshed. But Rofas never knew that the color of blood could be so bright and eye-catching.
The moment the bullet shining with a coquettish red light entered his body, Rofas's stream of consciousness had been shattered and swallowed up, leaving no trace behind.
The wound on the right chest suddenly stopped bleeding, and the skin around the wound began to tighten, dry, and change color. Rofas's lion-like body shriveled up bit by bit.
With dull eyes and no expression on his face, Jack Lane, who fired the gun, was like a lonely soul without an owner. He just stood quietly next to Rofas's lying body.
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The heartbeat, which was already so weak that it was almost inaudible, became stronger again, and the blood slowly began to appear on the face that was as pale as a death.
After a while, Jack Ryan¡¯s empty eyes gradually regained their captivating look.
"You were seriously injured like that, but you were still able to make it this far. Apart from anything else, at least you are worthy of being a loyal dog." Looking down at the huge skeleton under his feet that had shrunk to only a thin layer of flesh, Jack said . Ryan murmured softly in admiration.
"It's just that, after all, the stage ahead is prepared for the strong. Your journey can only end here." There was a little regret in his voice.
After saying this
He turned his arm back and held the pure black pistol upright in front of him. With a sincere expression on his face, Jack Ryan solemnly apologized to his beloved gun.
"I'm sorry, my partner. As a master, my performance this time is really too incompetent."
¡°This time, I can only stand here because of your support.¡±
"Thank you for not giving up on me who has failed repeatedly recently."
"Thank you, my partner."
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