Overturned Tower

— Paradise Bird chose to believe in Alice.

After losing a lot of blood, she became extremely weak, and she fell to the ground rather than lying down.

next moment.

The moment before the bullet hit Alice's abdomen...

The oncoming explosion in the conical range directly blasted that person out!

When Alice deliberately adjusted the angle, the psyker who was lying on the ground and looking over was also blown away!

Alice's own body and the steel plate at the bottom of the blasting vest have blocked the shock wave in this direction as much as possible... But her body shattered and disappeared, and no fragments hit the Paradise Bird behind her.

However, at this distance... even if it was just the aftermath, the thin clothes on Paradise Bird's body were almost torn apart, and her back was covered with scars in an instant.

Russell, on the other hand, appeared in the center of the explosion.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately fell to his knees—the injuries to his lower back and spine made him unable to stand at all, and when he appeared in a standing posture, the injury to his spine was aggravated.

But at least...the enemy is dealt with.

His psychic powers hadn't cooled down enough to turn into a barber...and he wouldn't even if he could. It is too dangerous.

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Russell gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and tried to crawl towards the Bird of Paradise to confirm her injury.

It would be best if people could be saved...

"Paradise bird...how is your condition!"

Russell called her name, but there was no response.

Relying on his arms, he crawled over with difficulty... With every step he took, more and more intense pain came from his lower back, and the spilled blood left a long trail on the ground.

When he finally made contact with the Paradise Bird, he confirmed that she was still breathing and just passed out. Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief.

But Russell quickly realized that Paradise Bird's blood pressure was a little too low.

Although she didn't shed much blood... the last spear thrown before was still too reluctant.

She has reached her limit to be able to hold on till now.

If I just fell asleep like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up.

"hateful…"

…if only I had healing powers.

Such an idea appeared in Russell's mind.

Whether it's my own injury, or the Paradise Bird...

"This is obviously a battle that has nothing to do with you..."

When the Paradise Bird was attacked by Quanshu before, Russell just took a look and understood what happened.

After she destroyed those chips, she could have safely evacuated.

There was no need for her to save the little magpie.

Although Xisang is a trusted assistant of Hang Hang, it has nothing to do with Paradise Bird.

If she hadn't revealed her identity as an angel, she wouldn't have been turned back by Quan Shu who was fleeing for her life and killed her. And he would do this, partly because of fear and hatred of angels...and partly because of Russell himself.

In other words, because Quan Shu wanted to attack the status of the "Godfather" of "Barber".

It's all because of myself...

"Damn it!"

...Watching the bird of paradise gradually lose its life, Russell's body couldn't help shaking.

— Is there anything else I haven't noticed?

- Is there anything else I can do?

The pale flames in his pupils gradually ignited as he looked around.

Only fire, smoke, and blood. He and Paradise Bird fell together, and the blood-soaked two looked like two corpses.

And Paradise Bird opened his eyes at this time.

There was only peace and contentment in her eyes.

At the moment when the eyes of Paradise Bird and Russell met, strange memories flowed into Russell's mind along the line of sight...

Russell froze.

He seemed to be standing in front of someone else's hospital bed.

It was a battered bed, something Russell had never seen uptown.

A kind-faced old man with a halo on his head stood beside him.

The sense of compassion and tranquility from his heart is several times better than that of the Bird of Paradise.

And above his own head... there is no such halo.

"Dad, is he dead?"

A childish voice sounded.

"Yes, Hua Yu. He's dead."

Although he was called "Father", an extremely old voice sounded calmly: "If I could have arrived earlier, he might not have to die."

"Is it our fault that he died...?"

The Paradise Bird called "Hua Yu" murmured in a somewhat ignorant manner.

"He died, and it was the fault of those who killed him. But I couldn't save him, and I feel guilty... because I could have done better."

The old man whispered, and pulled the Paradise Bird away without hesitation.

"...Are we leaving now, Dad? Without waiting for his family to come back?"

"Because there are other people to treat."

The old man lowered his eyes, and two clear tears fell slowly.

But his voice did not waver at all, the hand holding the Paradise Bird was strong enough, and his steps were steady and fast: "I can't stop, I'm not allowed to stop.

"I am very sad, but I am not allowed to be immersed in sadness. People die every second in this world... But if I can be fast enough and strong enough, maybe I can save more people."

"Since it can't be saved...why do you want to save it?"

"Because I can do it. So I won't give up.

"Remember, Hua Yu. It is meaningful to save even one person. No life should die."

Memory shattered in a trance.

What reappeared in front of Russell was the old man who had stopped breathing.

The old woman stood behind her, sobbing softly.

The Bird of Paradise hugged the old man's dim aura and tugged at the old woman's cuffs.

She murmured in a heartbreaking voice, "Mom... can I cry for five minutes, just five minutes..."

"Hua Yu..."

The old woman hugged her, and the two cried together.

The world is broken again.

And in front of Paradise Bird is the portrait of the old woman.

"Aren't you crying, Paradise Bird?"

A boy with a gunshot wound in his arm sat across from her and asked.

Paradise Bird shook his head calmly, and lowered his head to treat the boy's wound.

"It is far more important to keep the living from dying than to grieve for the dead."

She said softly: "If I can't maintain a normal state of mind, my mistake may cause more people to die... Well, your wound has been healed."

"...I don't understand that."

The boy shook his head and touched his bandaged arm: "I only know that when I'm sad, I cry."

"I'm always sad, but there aren't that many tears to shed."

"But your name is Paradise Bird?"

"That's because I wish I lived in Paradise."

She chuckled and whispered: "If no one dies due to misfortune in this world... such a world would probably be a paradise.

"...I really want to be a bird in the paradise world."

Then, the world in front of me solidified and suddenly shattered—

The whole world shattered into countless pieces, all of which were pure white. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Each fragment is a personal experience of seeing a person die in front of one's own eyes.

Paradise Bird is only fourteen years old and has already witnessed the deaths of more than a hundred people.

...I see, she is not an angel.

Russell understood.

Her "father" is the angel, and she is only the heir.

In order to deal with those poisonous chips, she would rather risk her life to come to the meeting...

In order to save the lives of others he doesn't know well, he would rather expose his identity in danger...

"…I understand."

Russell was touched, and murmured in a low voice: "I will save your Hua Yu no matter what."

Even if you reveal your identity.

Even if you expose your spiritual power.

Just like you did when you saved me...

I'm going to do... the same thing as you.

— because I want to.

because I can do it—

The world is gradually stripped of its color, leaving only the framework of nothingness.

The shattered halo not far away is shining with bright white light.

Russell stretched out his hand, and the shattered halo turned into a stream of light and sank into Russell's body.

Russell's eyes once again turned into the mourning hall with high and low white candles.

In the third photo frame, there was a warm white light.

It's like the light on the Paradise Bird.

Like the light on the old man.

Emerging from the light was a middle-aged man with short white hair, downcast eyes, and a halo on his head...with a compassionate face and a sad expression, and two lines of clear tears flowing from his eyes.

He looked at Russell outside through the photo frame, his eyes seemed to be full of relief. <pstyle="text-align:center;"> Click to download the APP of this site, massive novels, free to read!