A giant 3D projection operates, with ten huge red dragons and a bunch of garbled viruses made up of numbers suspended in the air.
"Three and a half hours ago, we received an alert that 1-003 (Red Dragon of Natural Disaster) and 1-009 (Avisariton Complex Equation) left the containment area."
In mid-air projection.
The ten-headed red dragon soared under the sea. It used its teeth to tear apart the mercury barrier that blocked it. Each of its heads roared. The ten heads poured out dragon breath that was more brilliant than a star's flare. The living creatures that came to stop it continued.
Without holding on to a single breath, he disappeared in that breath.
The stream of light rises from the abyss.
The dragon is dancing wildly, and all resistance within sight is swallowed up...
The other side.
The garbled virus composed of numbers is like a Rubik's Cube, and it begins to disassemble itself irregularly.
Mud turns into cheese, spring water turns into beer, steel turns into feces, and flames turn into building blocks... Within a two-kilometer radius centered on it, reality is absurdly distorted by a supernatural force. No one can risk getting close to this weird containment.
The lasers or heat rays fired at it by the task force turned into wood or fireworks as soon as they entered the distortion range...
"The Red Dragon was personally taken into custody by the 94th Lionheart King. As the strongest hero and great alchemist of that era, he personally forged the [Sea of Tranquility] in the mezzanine of the world as a way to imprison the Red Dragon.
containment room."
"The structure of a regular six-pointed star and a double circle...the moon representing the spirit and the sun representing the body, oak trees...a large amount of mercury, lead, red stone, sulfur, wolves devouring the sky and roots made of iron...ninety-four
Lionheart King used these materials to form a refining formation, and finally made the [Sea of Tranquility]."
"Ten thousand years have passed since his time, and no one in the Foundation has ever tried to dismantle the sea of refinement. The [Sea of Tranquility] has also imprisoned the red dragon for tens of thousands of years..."
In the projection.
Tens of thousands of tons of sea water were cut open by the red dragon's breath, and lava-like fire reversed from the depths of the sea floor, rushed to the sea surface, and hit the refining formation that had been far away for thousands of years.
"Now, for the first time, the red dragon has escaped from the shackles of the [Sea of Tranquility]. Although it has been re-contained, the damage caused by its breath to the [Sea of Tranquility] is irreversible. I don't even know that there are still people in the foundation now.
No alchemist can repair this sea."
The voice sounded leisurely.
The man in the red and white shirt sighed:
"The containment room where 1--009 (Avisariton Complex Equation) is imprisoned is also an anti-reality distortion prison specially built for it by Luga and I. Logically speaking, it should not have enough computing power to break through.
The firewall we set up for it...it doesn't make sense..."
"My friends, these two honorable nobles, don't you think something is wrong here? Two indestructible containment rooms that have never been breached fell at the same time. Could it be that..."
He spread his hands towards the two people on the round table:
"Don't you think...this is like a conspiracy?"
I don’t know when it started, but everything gradually became silent.
On the round table.
All three people raised their heads.
The man in the red and white shirt lazily hugged his chest, his sharp gaze piercing the opposite side, like a straight and bladed saber.
Two other people.
One is a middle-aged man wearing an elegant robe, with muscles as clear as a graceful sculpture. He leans on the seat and looks calmly at the man in the red and white shirt. The beard and eyebrows on his face are neatly trimmed.
Serious, old-fashioned, and meticulous, just like his family crest of the iron rose.
The remaining one is a beautiful, mature and fashionably dressed woman.
The slim-fitting burgundy leather coat is illuminated with a faint crimson color under the light, and every curve is graceful. The wide neckline reveals a small tube top and slender white collarbones, and the slender stiletto heels tap lightly on the ground.
, the calf stretched out in a graceful arc, so beautiful that people can't help but hold their breath.
This is a beautiful woman.
Looking at her reminds one of a flower in bloom.
A flower blooms just right in spring...
"Dr. Minerva." The woman smiled: "So, is there anything we can do for you?"
"Leave."
"Leave?"
"I am just the person in charge of a small base, and I have no right to command you glorious nobles. If I want to recruit you, I don't know how many reports and instructions I have to write to the [Twenty-eight-member Council]. As for whether it will be passed, then
It’s also an unknown.”
One of the two directors of the Blanc City Foundation, Dr. Minerva, wearing a red and white shirt, looked up at the silver dome and spoke softly:
"I... had a premonition that a conspiracy was brewing secretly. Although the opponent has not yet appeared, my intuition has already made me mentally uneasy."
now.
The mid-air projection changed another picture.
The warlock used venom to corrode the indestructible silver chains that trapped him.
He staggered out of his containment room and casually used a dark spell to kill all the nearby guards. Then, amidst the roaring in the distance, he laughed and used a teleportation spell to transfer himself away from the Foundation.
"I know, because the Avisariton complex equation distorted reality, even the warlocks escaped from the containment chamber."
The woman also looked at the projection in the air: "What conspiracy are you talking about, a magician? Mr. Ding En and I will take him back into custody. As for his nine-ring summoning spell in the sky, doctor, this should be difficult
I won’t knock you down, will I?”
"No." Dr. Minerva shook his head: "Not a magician."
"No." the woman repeated.
"I don't know who the opponent is, or is there even a conspiracy? These are all false speculations... I just feel uneasy, just like when I skipped class to have a tryst with those beautiful girls when I was young, I didn't know when the teacher in that class would
A sudden roll call."
"Just a gut feeling?"
"Although it's just intuition, I still hope you two can stay..." Dr. Minerva said:
"Please, on a personal note."
"..."
The woman and the middle-aged man were silent for a moment.
"Doctor, the battle force has always been tense. We don't just need to be wary of the madmen of the separatists...Outside the star system, our confrontation with the Daska people has reached its most important moment."
"I see."
"So……"
The woman suddenly stopped and her breathing became rapid.
The middle-aged man who had been leaning indifferently on the back of the chair laughed and slowly straightened up.
The red warning lights arranged in array along the ceiling flashed and lit up overwhelmingly. The harsh buzzing sound continued, and the loudspeaker hidden in the wall mechanically repeated the name of the warlock.
"The warlock has been found."
The woman looked coldly at the string of coordinates on the main screen, and the scarlet color deep in her irises disappeared.
"So……"
She smiled slightly at Dr. Minerva:
"As for your question, I will consider it. Let's talk about it later."
The two of them left the place at the same time and disappeared.
In the conference room.
Dr. Minerva shrugged, crossed his hands lightly, and looked helpless.
"...Then, it's my turn to wash the floor."
He sighed: "Start, go up to the sky, and fuck me hard!"
…
"——Confirm target."
"——Data synchronization calculation is in progress."
"——Target locked, target locked."
The cold AI mechanical sound sounded, echoing continuously: "——Turn on the vehicle shield, and the vehicle shield operates at 100%."
"——The gamma light quantum cannon is fully charged and the escape device is activated."
"——The mark 2488 magnetic accelerator cannon has completed its far rotation and entered the firing state."
"—Ready, ready."
Rumble.
Dark sky.
Dozens of 500-meter-long warships as huge as Leviathan were raised at the same time. Huge muzzles protruded from the metal tube walls one after another. The diameter alone had reached fifty meters, glowing with a cyan solemn light.
The terrible pressure generated by high-frequency vibration swept across the entire sky like a hurricane, like a hundred thousand drones flapping their wings at the same time.
"As well as the monsters below, let's take care of them too."
Minerva scratched her head and ordered: "Use precise and fixed strikes to avoid accidental injuries."
"Do you want to enable data analysis?" AI asked.
"Turn on."
The holographic projection unfolded from mid-air again, and each monster was marked in dangerous red. Hundreds and thousands were impossible to calculate. The dome was quickly filled with red light spots, densely packed.
"Is that much?"
Minerva sighed. Just when he was about to give the launch command, the edge of the holographic projection suddenly turned bright yellow as a reminder.
"Enlarge it." Minerva waved her hand: "Enlarge it!"
The high-precision picture was projected in 3D. Looking at the scene in the picture, Minerva was stunned.
"The wizards of the Silver Secret Cult and... wild species?"
In the picture are the faces of Quintus and Bai Zhu, and countless monsters surrounding them.
Minerva knew that at the same time that the Red Dragon and the Avisariton Complex Equation escaped from containment, a small riot also occurred in the city under his jurisdiction.
The mages of the Silver Secret Cult pursued their apostates and fought with a wild species of unknown origin... This information has already been recorded by satellites in orbit.
If Minerva hadn't been busy dealing with the immediate troubles, Minerva would have sent out a mobile task force to raise their ashes.
"However, you are really lucky..."
Looking at the people in the projection, Minerva clapped softly: "The magician didn't kill you? This should be my credit, right? If the magician hadn't been in a hurry to escape, he wouldn't have been so easy.
I’ll let you go.”
After the fallen ancient mage became a containment object.
It shows the characteristic of being extremely greedy for magic energy.
If she were not afraid of the Foundation's pursuit, Minerva had no doubt that the magicians would drain the magic energy from their bodies and then execute them using the most cruel ancient criminal methods.
"Do you want to include the target in the attack target?" the AI prompted.
Minerva smiled and nodded.
He has never had a good impression of wild species. These sublimated people who have just entered the other world are like a dirty bomb that can explode at any time. You don’t know when it will make your face full of blood. As for the Silver Secret Cult in the separatist sect, Mignir
Wa was just disgusted.
"Start striking," he ordered.
"Ten seconds countdown."
The cold mechanical sound of AI echoed in the conference room.
Minerva tapped her fingers lightly on the table, repeating it at a steady frequency of once a second.
"10,9,8,7."
At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated. When Minerva took it out, the mobile phone interface displayed a black and white avatar and a string of encrypted numbers.
"What, it's Father Ilyich again."
Minerva frowned and answered.
"Hey, did your ability foresee today again? Don't worry, your Ilyich Orphanage is fine. Not to mention the children, there are even flowers and plants." Minerva yawned: "I——
"
"Stop hitting." The voice on the phone was without any emotion.
At the same time, Bai Zhu on the ground suddenly raised his head.
In the dark sky, a five-hundred-meter-long floating warship slowly penetrated the clouds. Its dark silver shell and huge size made it look like a floating fortress in the sky.
The muscles all over Baizhu's body tensed instantly. His extraordinary intuition allowed him to instinctively predict danger and fear, and he drove the movements of his limbs crazily.
At this moment, a ball of plasma lit up on the port side of the floating battleship.
