In a primeval forest somewhere in Europe, a secret research institute established by the Holy See is hidden.
That happened two days before the fight in the restricted area.
The bison and the pig are still wandering on the road looking for the research institute.
Inside the institute, in the pure metal corridor, Zhuge Jin, the exorcist of the Holy See, was standing outside a glass, looking at his daughter Zhuge Lanxin who was lying in the room undergoing examination. Soon, a man in a white coat walked out,
Holding a thin notepad in his hand, "What's the result?" Zhuge Jin stepped forward, with a smooth smile on his old face. The researcher slightly raised his eyelids, "All the values ​​are normal and scary.
"In the past, she was extremely unstable. What happened to change her state of mind?" She shook her head in confusion.
"Maybe it's because I asked her to eat her brother. It seems that this attempt is correct." Zhuge Jinpo did not realize the cruelty of this topic at all, as if he was not talking about his son and daughter.
Wei raised her chin proudly, "Then, she used her brother's soul to suppress the disastrous backlash in her body." "It turns out that this is indeed a creative approach." The researcher knocked on the door, and inside
Zhuge Lanxin obediently sat up from the bed, jumped to the ground, opened the door and walked out. The half-broken face stared at the two men in front of her, and the girl remained silent without saying a word.
"Let's go back, Lan Xin." Zhuge Jin waved his hand and walked towards the exit.
"By the way, today Zhuge Lanxin's synchronization rate is 90%, which has exceeded all experimental subjects in the institute. This is good news." The researcher added calmly, not through a contract, but directly.
Integrating disaster into the human body, countless humans have been sacrificed over the years, but it has never been able to reach the most perfect state. Today can be regarded as a small gain that can be explained.
"90%?" Zhuge Jin snorted disdainfully, "You won't be satisfied with this data. I know that the only experimental subject who escaped from here a few years ago has a perfect 100%
% synchronization rate." "He is an exception. He voluntarily accepted the experiment, and with his strong body, he formed a perfect combination, Experimental Subject No. 1099." A bright light flashed in his eyes, and the researcher's rigid face also
He became much more relaxed, "If he is still alive in this world, we absolutely need to capture him." "Then I hope he is still alive." With a silent heart, Zhuge Lan came to the research institute.
Outside, there is a huge airport there, and a helicopter has been waiting for a long time. "It's time to return to the Holy See. I don't know if that guy Shangguan Ce succeeded. It's time for news to come back." Zhuge Jin got on the helicopter,
Zhuge Lanxin quietly turned her head and stared at the huge research institute in the dark night. A flash of disgust and hatred from the bottom of her eyes flashed, "Lanxin, what are you doing?" After hearing his father's displeased call,
He grabbed the left and right fuselage with his small hands and jumped on.
After closing the door, the helicopter slowly took off and flew away from the ground.
You can overlook the entire institute from above.
Surrounding the area are the regular troops of a large human country. Of course, the ones who really protect the institute are the exorcists stationed inside, including a star exorcist.
When the helicopter left, the institute fell into a dead silence, with only a few staff on duty still busy with their own affairs.
Dark shadows that no one noticed began to shroud from all directions.
In the duty room, in addition to dozens of ordinary humans, there were two exorcists, although they were either watching the live broadcast on their mobile phones or eating snacks and watching movies.
"There seems to be something abnormal in the south, and there seems to be a disaster." A staff member quickly tapped the instrument panel in front of him, "The number is huge." "Well, disaster?" He put down his finger and reluctantly looked away from the screen.
Moving away from the beautiful breasted female anchor, the man with brilliant blond hair stood up. Cook, the exorcist from Europe, with rich combat experience, was sent to protect this place. Of course, most of the time he was boring and boring.
"Has the defensive barrier been triggered?" The surrounding area of ​​the research institute was first covered with dense detection spells, and then inside, there were three layers of defensive barriers. The moment the disaster touched the barrier,
Will be turned into pieces, Cook is not worried that some disaster will break through, but more and more spirit son reactions on the screen make the entire duty room become restless.
"They seem to be frantically attacking the first layer of defensive barriers, and the number continues to grow." "Report, there are also a large number of disasters in the west." "There are also an unknown number of disasters in the east and north, and they are surrounding them.
Come here." One after another, people began to report. Another exorcist who was watching a movie frowned and stood up. "Cook, this doesn't seem quite right." "Such a number of disasters can...
It's called an army. What's going on?" The smile on Cook's face slowly faded. The power of the defensive barrier is not unlimited. Its upper limit is to detonate a thousand disasters. You can imagine how in the world
There will be a thousand disasters happening at the same time, but the rapidly sliding numerical table on the screen in front of him is telling everyone the unfortunate news, "Notify everyone to get up, we... are going to start a war." Cook did not panic at all.
After all, no matter how many there are, they are just a group of low-level disasters, and I am afraid they will not exceed LV2. Currently, there are nineteen exorcists in the institute including himself, and they are fully capable of dealing with this group of brainless monsters. "Just right."
, I feel like my body is getting rusty." "Master Cook, the first layer of defense barrier has failed, and they have begun to besiege the second layer!" A staff member said with a pale face, probably because he had no experience.
Get through this situation.
Cook's body froze slightly.
Five minutes later, the second layer of defensive barrier was declared ineffective.
There was dead silence in the duty room.
I just watched more and more disasters pouring into the last defensive barrier, being constantly eliminated, and then coming up one after another to die.
It lasted another full three minutes.
It seems like three years have passed.
"It seems...all have been wiped out." A staff member slumped on a chair, sweating profusely. Only the last layer of the defensive barriers in the four directions was left, and the group of unidentified disasters
They seemed to have all died in the impact of the barrier, and the ordinary people cheered as if they were surviving the disaster.
The exorcist next to Cook also breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at his timidity: "It's true that the more I live, the more I go back. I was frightened by the disaster of these LV1 and LV2 groups, but the aftermath will not be easy. I have to let the headquarters send
People are here to rearrange." Cook did not make a sound. He was the only person in the entire duty room who was still staring at the screen. His pupils were slowly dilating and his mouth slowly opened. The next second, his voice resounded throughout the entire room.
room, "Sound the alarm immediately, hurry up!" "Hey, Mr. Cook, this..." "Idiot, what was just a test is just a test, this time the disaster is more than that!" The whole body is becoming cold, Ku
Ke could almost imagine the scene outside. In the dark night, the disasters crawling on the ground were roaring and speeding, in order to open a way forward for the sake of those behind.
Sure enough, the defensive barrier was hit again.
Another wave of countless disasters is coming.
"With such a number, will we die, Mr. Cook..." The staff looked neatly at the only backbone they could rely on at present, "Don't say stupid things, our existence is to deal with disasters, and, that person
The adults are here too. What do you have to worry about? Stay here and I and other companions will prepare for the battle." Cook walked to the door, leaving behind others who were full of hope. Yes, that adult is also here.
In this stronghold, as long as he is around, won't no matter how many disasters come, the outcome will be the same?
The sharp siren sounded throughout the entire institute. After the sleeping exorcists were dressed, they came to their respective posts to guard. They could already feel the putrid smell coming from the pavement. To be honest, it was like an army in front of them.
Many exorcists have encountered disasters for the first time. What is the reason that causes these monsters to gather together in such a huge number?
"If, I mean if, Cook, this formation is attacked under the command of a certain force, how likely is it do you think?" The exorcist who stayed next to Cook lowered his voice, as if he was not convinced.
He was willing to be heard by others and cause meaningless panic. "Can there be such an organization that can drive so many disasters? Don't be stupid, even an outlier can't do it." Cook denied it, but in his heart
But I couldn't help but feel a little shaken, and then I secretly comforted myself, it's okay, as long as the legend is here, we will not fail!
The last barrier finally disappeared...
Waves of disasters rushed in along the roof of the research institute, mixed with a particularly powerful aura.
"Is there a LV4 disaster inside?" This was probably the worst news, and Cook was momentarily distracted.
"Ah ah ah..." The scream of an exorcist rang out not far away. He was wrapped in a black shadow and dragged into the air. With a frightening tearing sound, he became
It broke into pieces and turned into a rain of blood. The black shadow turned into a human shape in mid-air. It was a thin man shrouded in a black windbreaker. Of course, no one would really regard it as a human being. After all, it was just a human figure.
Appearance of disaster.
LV4 Disaster Vermiral.
"Exorcists? I thought I would send some powerful guys to guard this place, but it turns out they are just a bunch of novices." With a wave of his hand, a group of LV2 disasters jumped into the air and pounced on the weak exorcists.
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"Cheer up, the opponent is not a weakling. We are the rock guarding the human world. We must not fall into the hands of these monsters!" Cook destroyed the approaching disaster while boosting morale. Soon, another
Two companions were drowned in the ocean of disasters, and there seemed to be other LV4 disasters among them. "What exactly is going on? There are only a few LV4 disasters in the world. Have they all gathered here?" Research
The sky above has been covered by darkness, just like the despair in everyone's hearts at this moment.
"Boom!" Immediately afterwards, a brilliant thunder and lightning penetrated the siege of the disasters and landed in the center of the research institute. Then, it spread crazily around, and the swift and violent thunder and lightning quickly eroded those who were roaring.
Disaster, Vermiral sneered secretly in mid-air, and finally took action.
"It's Lord Mogolas!" "Lord Mogoras!"
The exorcists cheered.
The shiny bald head is the signature feature of this sturdy man, and the golden five-pointed star on his collar is a medal of his strength.
He holds a finely crafted hammer in his right hand, with thunder and lightning constantly emitting from it. It is said that he specially imitated it after watching foreign movies, in order to match his abilities.
"It's the middle of the night, don't you know you should be quieter, you bunch of uneducated beasts." He raised his head, facing the disasters that were covering the sky, Mogolas looked indifferent, and slowly raised his right hand, "Did you disturb me?"
If you sleep, you will be sentenced to death." "Ha, that's really harsh. Mogolas, Tianlei, who is hailed as one of the strongest exorcists by the Holy See, has been famous for a long time." Vermiral looked at it continuously.
Some disasters were shattered by lightning, and even hit themselves, but they were well avoided.
"The catastrophe in LV4? It's really rare. There seems to be more than one. Hmm, it's interesting. Is there anyone behind such a large-scale disaster?" Mogolas said while swinging the hammer.
A LV3 disaster that quietly pounced from behind let out a shrill scream and instantly turned into powder, "Forget it, I'm not interested in whose orders you take. His Majesty the Pope asked me to guard this place just to deal with you."
These ungrateful things, it’s late at night, please rest, for thunder is coming from the sky!” The hammer was raised high above the head, aimed at the sky, and the huge spiritual energy rushed upward in an instant, and then turned into countless
A dazzling thunder struck down, like a cruel massacre, and the army of disaster was rapidly collapsing.
"It's none other than Lord Mogolas!" The exorcists looked at the man who controlled thunder and lightning with admiration.
But only Cook had a vague feeling that this attack was not simple.
"We're just afraid that you won't be able to escape." Vermiral smiled happily.
In the darkness, a chain quietly stretched out to Mogoras, and quickly tied it to his arm. It was another LV4 disaster corpse, with only a skeleton left in its body, waiting for this opportunity.
"Huh? What do you want to do?" Mogolas turned around, with offended anger in his cold eyes. He was so miserable that he dared to touch the powerful man, "Disappear!" Lightning struck his body instantly.
On his body, I could only hear its painful screams. At this moment, even Mogolas felt that something was wrong. This LV4 disaster was a little too weak.
"My ability is to lock... Now, the mission is completed..." Even if it hurts, this chain cannot be loosened.
"Locked? What do you mean?" Mogolas couldn't feel anything wrong with him.
A few black feathers seemed to fall in front of my eyes.
A man-like disaster with black feathered wings was swooping towards him.
LV3 Disaster and Darkness.
"A mere LV3?" Mogolas couldn't help but want to laugh. These disasters underestimated him too much.
"Don't move." Vermiral didn't know when he came to him, and he didn't know what method he used to temporarily immobilize his body. "Do you think it's enough to restrict my movements?" Thunder began.
Surrounded by Mogorath, anyone who dares to get close will be mercilessly destroyed.
"Don't you understand? The ability of that waste is locking. What it locks now is the contract between you and the disaster in your body. Just imagine, the invisible contract is locked into something tangible, and we cut it off.
What will happen?" Vermiral endured the damage caused by the lightning and leaned close to Mogorath's ear and whispered happily.
Finally, a look of shock appeared on Mogolas's face.
"This ability..."
"It does exist." The black devil that fell from the sky stretched out the sharp claws on its hands and pierced into Mogolas's body, "And my ability is to cut off!"
"No!" Mogolas knew that the other party was not lying. The LV4 Disaster God in his body was cutting off contact with him, and then began to escape from the medium.
"Hahahaha, I got it, fellow LV4 Thor, you are free!" Vermiral was like a declaration of victory, causing all the exorcists to fall into the greatest despair.
In the research room, a researcher covered in blood leaned against the wall and looked at the man holding a long knife in front of him.
"You are indeed still alive...No. 1099..."
"Pfft" the long knife pierced the researcher's throat, clean and crisp.
"My current name is...Yakuri."
"Roar" There was a roar like a wild beast outside, and the Disaster God of Thunder who escaped from the host body was wantonly slaughtering the exorcists present.
On this day, the star exorcist Mogorath was killed in battle.
Chapter completed!