Frost Wings

In 1942, Königsberg was a place that had absolutely nothing to do with peace. As the area closest to the Red Empire in the traditional territory, the Sandezi Empire recruited troops to buy horses and set up camp here, while arresting some residents of the city into concentration camps to make soap. , while recruiting troops to buy horses to set up camp, to further strengthen this military fortress in the Far East.

Baihe, wearing a long white trench coat, and Aleister Crowley, wearing a long black trench coat, were walking on the street in the middle of the night. Their magical powers made passing **** soldiers ignore them. Baihe looked at the old street. Wanzi-kun, who was patrolling the house and patrolling, suddenly couldn't help but start to sigh.

"Why are you sighing?"

Baihe shook his head and looked at the scenery on the street. Rarely, he began to feel a little hypocritical. Compared with the history he was familiar with, the future situation of this city was amazing, but there was no way to explain the reason to Aleister. .

"Because of stupid wars?" Aleister asked, "A boring trick of human self-elimination?"

"Don't tell me that your understanding of war is so superficial, Dr. Crowley." Baihe sneered: "I just sighed at the disaster caused by war, whether the cause of war is the inevitable process of civilization development, or some guy who does nothing wrong. mischief; disaster and death are less beautiful things after all."

"It seems very unconvincing for you to say such words, Mr. Bai." Aleister refuted with disapproval: "Those spies and believers on the train yesterday probably thought so."

"I didn't kill them." Bai He stared.

"They will never be grateful to you, Mr. Bai." Aleister laughed: "I think they might rather die immediately."

"I myself require survival and development, and I can't just sacrifice myself for someone who threatens my safety, right?" Bai He smiled and said, "The power and resources that may be involved in behavior have reached the level of you and me. The competitive environment is completely unhealthy. It’s a job like creating tragedies. If you do it too much, you will get used to it. Ha, do I look like a scumbag with double standards?”

"I know." Aleister laughed, with a hint of understanding in his laughter: "Sometimes success must be accompanied by evil deeds, isn't it?"

"Don't you think it's boring to talk about such superficial justice and evil before facing that gentleman? It's hard to say whether my current position is on the side of humans." Baihe picked up his pipe and looked up at the sky : "Let's think more broadly. People have been God's spokesperson in some respects."

"The church has always not liked this statement." Aleister smiled sarcastically: "I am a little doubtful now, whether it is the right decision for me to come to see him."

"Are you afraid?" Shirakawa asked, staring at Aleister Crowley's trembling fingers.

"Yes, I am indeed afraid." Aleister Crowley's eyes widened, and sweat kept flowing from his forehead: "Let me be quiet for a while before reaching the destination."

Shirakawa shrugged. He could understand Aleister's mental state at this time, and he could understand where this fear came from.

Aleister Crowley is by no means a cowardly and incompetent person who can stand at the top of the magical world and the so-called 'scientific world' in the future.

Fear is not an emotion worthy of criticism. Tezuka Osamu believes that understanding fear is a manifestation of a person's true mental maturity.

It's just that when people's psychology is in violent turmoil, it's easy to reveal the hidden weakness. Hesitation and fear are completely normal responses.

What matters is whether the choice under fear is to turn away or move on.

Shirakawa looked at Aleister's heavy but firm footsteps, and his heart was touched for a while.

But do you, the Hanged Man, really trust me so much?

Bai He looked at the thick black trench coat soaked with sweat and shrugged silently.

Quietness is a luxury at this time.

Footsteps came from all directions. Bai He snapped his fingers, a spark of sparks shone from the pipe, and a curling aroma rose. As the voice got closer, a large number of magicians, priests, and even soldiers from the Swastika Party poured out.

Sure enough, it has become the goal of the world.

However, challenging the dragon will cause problems.

Bai Long sighed, the huge wing-like brilliance condensed behind him, and a playful look appeared in his red eyes.

...

"Miss Schwartz, the battlefield has been cleared." Standing in the command post temporarily set up at the entrance of the alley, Otto Lasch, the commander of the Konigsberg garrison regiment, directed at Laura Stu, who passed by a pseudonym. Art said.

He looked at the stitched marks on Miss Schwartz's body, and forcibly pressed down his eyes, which were mixed with pity and hatred.

As a high-ranking officer in the Imperial Army, Otto Lasch was not ignorant of the more real world.

He was secretly terrified. He had already heard about what the church was doing. Even the leader of the Swastika Party established the 'Ancestral Heritage Society' seven years ago. It seems that another office was established at the same time. The purpose is to replace the role of the church.

He heard that the church used to fight against strange things in unknown corners all the time, facing unfathomable dangers, looking at the face of the girl in front of him, Otto Lasch was secretly horrified, a girl of this age should be Innocent, even a girl in his family was full of allegiance to the head of state at this age, but who would actually know what the slogan he was shouting meant?

And this girl from the church was so old that she was covered with scars, and she looked like a rag doll stitched up after being blown up by a bomb.

What a cruel world.

He listened to the silent voice in the distance, a little strange: "Ma'am, the circle over there should have been closed."

"You want to ask why there is no sound at all?" Laura Stuart smiled, the stitching marks on the corners of her mouth made her expression gloomy, she obviously knew this, and the corners of her mouth were only slightly hooked: "Me too I don't know why it's quiet, but the battle has already begun."

As they crossed the alley, the amazing light and explosions of the road came into view, but Otto Rasch's expression became shocked.

He saw that half of the building was razed to the ground, the ground became uneven in the violent explosion, and all the **** weapons sprayed flames, but without exception, no sound was made.

Cold sweat dripped from the forehead of this imperial army general. Hearing about extraordinary power is one thing, but seeing it is another.

Laura Stuart looked at Aleister, who was walking in the fire, and the boy who spread his wings and floated in the sky, frowning with burnt brows: "Don't get close, analyze this immediately. The source of the mute spell."

The nun beside her searched for a while in the thick information bag, and her expression gradually became terrified: "Ms. Laura, it is magic that cannot be identified at all."

"As unidentifiable as the blasphemous, dirty spell in the train? Can't find any similar myths, legends, or magic books?" Laura asked in a low voice.

"Yes, yes, Ms. Laura." The nun said with a panicked expression: "No, there are too many schools of magic in the world, and our records and recitations on paper cannot be retrieved at all."

"Can't retrieve it? What a waste. If you don't know the source, you can't carry out the most efficient countermeasures. The magic countermeasure troops can't even pronounce the spell. What can they use to fight this heresy?"

Laura Stuart shook her head in disgust, and a thought suddenly popped into her mind.

Perhaps there should be a way to make a special thing to store all the magical information in the world and to be able to retrieve it at any time.

In this way, the spells cast by the heretics can be invisible, and even if they encounter new self-created magic, they can quickly find a countermeasure.

This inspiration flashed away in her mind, but the battle situation was not good.

"Look, you want to be quiet, but I made this thing for you." Bai He sighed, his voice shook the air, but did not spread.

An ice shield blocked the bullets and the energy generated by the explosion. He looked at the well-trained priests and troops who still did not give up the attack, and decided to fight quickly.

He chanted in a low voice, drawing out the power from the angel, and another blue light slowly began to spread around, illuminated by the blue light, and the priest shone with protection, blocking the terrifying magic effect, but something was wrong with the large group of soldiers. .

General Ottolash looked at the messed up soldiers, his face turned pale, and finally he knew the reason why the church did not recommend the army to follow.

"Profanity!" Laura Stuart was furious: "Quick! Release the hound!"

A tall magician nodded, took out an ancient dog training stick, threw a huge collar out, and a huge blood-stained hound that was one storey high appeared in the middle of the road in the city. The fierce eyes stared at Aleister and roared.

Aleister suddenly woke up from his absence, and as the hound appeared, blood began to flow down from his thigh, and the teeth marks began to glow.

"Kill it." Aleister looked at Baihe and said with aggravated lips: "At least it can make this mark invalid for five years."

Baihe nodded.

Laura Stuart watched nervously at the hound and the magician who was unfolding his spiritual outfit behind him. For this operation, the Puritans mobilized some of the most elite magician troops from the necessary evil. The battle spirit is also very powerful.

What happened on the battlefield quickly destroyed her plan. She saw an amazingly huge white animal appear on the street. Its 25-meter-long body swung long, and a large number of unprepared magicians flew out one after another. .

The monster's huge body pressed down, and the giant dog Garm's body was instantly torn apart.

It flapped its wings and let out a silent roar, and suddenly snowflakes fell from the sky.

"Let's go now." Laura Tuart was shocked and ordered: "Retreat!"

The church and the army fled in a panic until they stopped two streets away.

"Ms. Schwartz, what exactly is that monster?"

"Dragon, it's a dragon." Laura gritted her teeth viciously: "I didn't expect it to be such a monster."

"Ms. Laura, it seems that we can't stop them from reaching the untouchable. What should we do next?" a priest asked.

"You can't just forget it." Laura ordered in a low voice: "Go to the royal family for help and take out King Arthur's sword in the stone."

She stared grimly at the street blocked by the snowstorm in the distance: "You can't let the blasphemers be so free, even if they come into contact with the realm of the untouchable, they will always come out again."

...

"It doesn't look like you're surprised?" In the icy world, Baihe changed back to his original form and continued to follow Aleister, walking towards the building whose outer shell was covered in ice.

"Dragons are not considered rare creatures in the supernatural world, but dragons that study science are really rare." Aleister shrugged and seemed to have completely recovered from his absence. He looked at the dull tooth marks on his trousers and said: "At least I want to thank you for destroying the Whip of Garm this time, and it will be difficult for the Puritans to find me for at least a few years."

"I'm a dragon anyway, how can I beat even a dog?" Bai He smiled and stopped in front of the chapel with Aleister: "It's not the former residence, it's not the tomb, and it's not Königsberg University. , are you sure it's here?"

"Yes, this is the church he liked to visit when he was alive. This is something that few people know." Aleister said: "According to the description in the little poem, this should be the realm of people and the gods. edge."

"Then the heaven is always bright and dark?"

Aleister put down the statue and the cross, tucked them under the table, extinguished the candle, closed the door, and closed the curtains to block the light of the stars and the moon from the window.

"It's that simple? The intersection of night and white, wouldn't it just wait here until dawn." In the darkness ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Baihe was stunned.

"Try it first, that's the best explanation I can think of."

Aleister whispered.

Shirakawa shrugged, he yawned and started waiting, watching Aleister grow restless.

He was also a little anxious. He believed that Aleister had calculated the time to come, and it was almost dawn when he arrived. For such a long time, if he and Aleister were in the correct position to solve the puzzle, they should have been there by now. There is a reaction.

But the nonsense is that all the places where you can see the outside are blocked, and in this closed space, it seems that you can only wait.

He watched Aleister walk to the door, hesitated for a long time, and finally pulled hard.

Bai He's eyes lit up.

Opening the door, what appeared was not the steps and the city in front of the church door. It was pure darkness.

Could it be right?