Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

Caesar stood stiffly in the wind and snow, his eyes blank.It took him a long time before he realized that his eyes were darkened, his legs softened, and he knelt down on the hard shell of the tank weakly.The surrounding soldiers looked at him suspiciously, with puzzled faces, but no one dared to ask.

"what--"

He clenched the rag tightly, roared, his lips trembled, but he couldn't shed a single tear, his face was ashen, and his blue eyes lost their arrogance.At this moment, for the first time, he felt the heart-wrenching despair.

And those who are more desperate than him are the people in the Holy See.Their only hostage was dead, with nothing to threaten them.The Pope realized with horror that he was like a turtle in a urn, and life and death were no longer up to him.

He sighed, sat down on the ground, and unconsciously said to himself: "It's over... this time it's really..."

His tears and snot flowed down at the same time, staining the god statue on the ground, and his hair seemed to have turned white again.He raised his eyes and looked around the Holy See, thinking for a while.It took a long time to stand up tremblingly, with a look of grief, anger and mania, and with the determination to die, he said to Natasha: "Pull... pull down the hand brake behind the statue..."

Natasha couldn't help being surprised, she frowned and asked, "...Are you sure?"

The Pope is hereditary.The pope serves for life, and in order to maintain his rule, he uses all means.The popes of all ages have laid explosives under the streets everywhere to control violence when necessary.By this generation, the explosives system is quite sound and complete.The reason why Beimu's car was driving at a slow speed was to prevent the ground from shaking violently and causing an explosion.

And the switch that triggers the explosives is installed behind the statue.As long as the hand brake is pulled down and the flames are triggered, apart from the Holy See, the whole of Beimu will be shattered. Although the losses are heavy, at least the Holy See can keep its power.This is their last bargaining chip and secret, and only those who inherit the blood can know it.

Natasha looked at her grandfather who was on the verge of despair, bit her lower lip tightly, her face pale.She shook her body and said with a trembling voice, "But... in this case..."

"But what?!" The pope interrupted her eagerly, "Go! Otherwise, we will die soon!"

Natasha fell silent, staring at the statue.Her little hands were pink and tender, but now they were clenched into balls, and they were bright red.Just as she was about to lift her foot, she was pulled back by herself, and just like that, she didn't take a step for a long time.

"Why are you so slow?!" the Pope yelled, his expression twisted, "Hurry up!"

Natasha's petite body trembled, and the kind-hearted woman choked up under such persecution.

"Oh! You slow-down thing!" Seeing her hesitation, the Pope said fiercely, "Hurry up and pull the brakes on me!"

Natasha was so nervous that her hands and feet were cold, and big tears fell down. She covered her face and staggered towards the statue, with messy steps.When she arrived in front of the statue, she raised her head tremblingly, staring blankly at the statue, longing for God to give her a choice.

Perhaps it was the compassionate face that gave her the final inspiration, and gradually, her body stopped shaking.She wiped away her tears, swallowed the soreness in her throat, and collected herself, as if she had made a lot of determination, she took a firm step.

But in fact, with a flash of her body, she bypassed the statue, walked faster and faster, and even ran!

As she ran, a smile appeared on her face, with relief and stubbornness, an expression she had never had before.She had never been so brave and confident. She ran with all her strength. The distance from the statue to the gate was only ten feet, but she felt like she had run ten light years.

This was the first time she disobeyed an order, and it was also the first time she dared to fight!

The Pope was very surprised to see Natasha rushing towards the gate, but he reacted immediately and was shocked.He broke into a layer of cold sweat from anxiety, and his heart was hardened, and he shouted loudly: "Kill her!"

The elite soldiers on the side were stunned for a moment, as if they were shocked by the pope's act of "killing relatives righteously".He hesitated for a second before picking up the gun and pulling the trigger at the thin figure.

Natasha was shot, her body leaned forward, and the clothes on her back were bleeding at a steady speed.But she still smiled, with hope in her eyes, as if she saw a prosperous age of freedom and equality, where there was no circumcision, no dogma, and everyone was free.

She only felt a heat on her back, but no pain.She pushed the door open with all her strength, and she was relieved when she saw the Sidon army outside.Although she was about to die, she was excited.

She fell to the ground, short of breath, bleeding all over the floor.Until the end of her life, she always smiled...

The door was opened, and the pope's eyes were stung by the light that came in, and his heart felt cold, as if he had been thrown into an ice cellar.

When the Sidon army saw the gate open, they shouted excitedly one by one. The roar was like a tidal wave, one wave after another.

Caesar was brought back to his thoughts by this call, he looked at the door in pain, suppressed the sadness in his heart, gritted his teeth, shouted with all his strength, and even broke his voice: "Fuck me and rush in! I want to live! "

The Sidonian army scrambled into the gate, with high roars, excitedly capturing the few remaining people in the Holy See.Most Beimu soldiers committed suicide, but the Pope was unarmed and had no chance of committing suicide. He was immediately captured and was bound and escorted to Caesar.

In the end, the line of defense was broken, Beimu fell completely, and became the land of Sidon.

Caesar looked angrily at the panicked pope.His eyes were bloodshot and he was too angry to speak. He blamed himself so much that he didn't dare to continue to blame himself, so he transferred the crime of patricide to the Pope.

He stared at the trembling pope, with fierce eyes, took out his gun, and slammed the pope on the head, as if venting his anger.His brutal appearance made people frightened.

The pope was terrified. He was hit hard on the head by a hard gun. He was dizzy with pain, and the place where he was hit was numb and painful.Blood gushed from the open wound, staining half of his face red.His left eye was smeared with sticky blood, and he couldn't even open it.

The blood inspired Caesar's bloodthirsty nature. He didn't stop, and kept hitting the Pope's head with a gun.He was hysterical, venting his anger crazily, and his strength made it heavier and heavier, and blood spots were splattered on his face, and the splatters became denser and denser, matching his distorted expression, it was very terrifying.

Caesar repeated this action mechanically for an unknown amount of time, ignoring the soreness in his arm.The pope's face was bloody and bloody, and his bloody face drooped, making it hard to see that it was a human face.He had already lost his breath, so he was beaten to death alive.He spent his hypocritical life in a cruel way; unexpectedly, he ushered in death in such a tragic way.

Even the two soldiers escorting the pope couldn't look directly at this terrible scene, and there were bloodstains on their clothes.They mustered up their courage and stood stiffly, with sweaty palms, holding the corpse that was beginning to harden.

Finally, Caesar stopped, his face, hands and chest were covered with blood spots, densely packed.He let the soldiers drag the body down, and he collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

He sat in a daze for a long time, staring blankly at the sky, suddenly remembered an important matter, quickly got up from the ground, and asked the soldiers behind him, "Where's Madam Weisha? Where's the peace envoy? Have you found it?"

After the soldier gave a military salute, he said in a straight voice: "Admiral, Mrs. Weisha went to Nanluo three months ago and is safe now. As for the peace envoy...he died of illness a month ago."

This was undoubtedly bad news for Caesar, he was stunned for a moment, forgot to blink his eyes, and remained shockingly silent.After a while, he shook his head to himself, and said in a trance, "Impossible...he lied to me...he won't die..."

He tried to stay calm, even though his eyes were already dark.The world collapsed before his eyes, but he still wanted to build a pillar with difficulty, support it, and find Song Yaze.

"Search the sky and the earth here...to find the peace envoy...he who finds it will be rewarded..." He stammered, trying to control his chaotic breathing.

But his search target was in a basement at the junction of Beimu and Nanluo.