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Chapter 140: The Kings Funeral (Theme, Four, Pseudo)

The man was prostrate on the roof like a civet cat, with only his eyes exposed on his tightly wrapped face. He was vigilantly observing the surrounding terrain.

He even saw the scene in the distance of the young man in green shirt sweeping away more than forty companions with his sword, but he remained indifferent.

Soon, the man found an excellent passage to the library that could avoid the guards.

"Lee Yongyuan."

He chanted the young man's name in an incomprehensible low tone, and slowly lowered his figure and disappeared into the dark night roof.

In the control room, Guderian walked next to Schneider and looked at the three-dimensional map of the campus on the screen in front of him. Red light dots and blue light dots flashed in various areas one after another. Only one building was still blank.

"Didn't you go to the library to control the underground passage of the ice cellar?"

The old man looked at the iron-blooded minister beside him and pointed to the blank area above with some curiosity, but there was not a single red dot there.

"No one can pass Norma's defense. As long as she is willing, she can turn the entire metal passage into a dead zone in an instant."

Schneider has absolute confidence in the area that Norma dominates.

Seeing that the man was so determined, Guderian stopped talking about this topic.

"Thanks to Li Yongyuan this time."

He mentioned the new student who had officially enrolled this year in front of Schneider. He was seeking benefits for the protégé he had recruited, and he might not have had the idea of ​​getting information from the man's mouth.

"After this invasion is over, the academy will give him the rewards he deserves."

Schneider, who was wearing a mask, nodded coldly, his iron-gray eyes staring motionlessly at the large electronic screen. He needed to control every battle from the center of the command room.

Guderian looked away angrily, then glanced at Manstein, who was already dozing off on the sofa, shook his head and walked away.

As long as the defense of the underground base is not breached, it is only a matter of time before Kassel College wins this battle.

But the question is, are these sudden invaders really just that? What exactly do they want to achieve?

Guderian's eyes under his tortoiseshell glasses showed thoughtfulness.

Under the golden wall lights, a man in black combat uniform walked through the neat cherry wood bookshelves and went straight into the dark corridor hidden behind a row of bookshelves.

Obviously, he already knew the internal structure of Kassel Academy's library without even looking at the map for guidance.

The man walked in the dark corridor and did not stop until he saw the sign "Central Host Control Room".

In front of him was a heavy metal door. Without a key, it would be difficult for any external force to destroy the door. It would even be connected to a pressure gauge to connect tens of thousands of volts of high-voltage electricity.

However, the man actually fished out a gilt black card with an arabesque pattern from the breast pocket of his combat uniform.

He stretched out his hand and inserted the black card into the card slot. He only heard a "beep" sound, the green indicator light for traffic came on, and there was a slow mechanical sound in the metal door. The twelve lock tongues slowly retracted, forty centimeters.

The thick metal door opened with a bang.

There was still a sealed metal passage in front of him, but it changed from silver to black. It was covered with various electrical panels. There were infrared rays and detectors shooting back and forth everywhere. The entire corridor was as full of traps as thorns.

But now, all the strict defensive measures are slowly coming to a standstill, and the red lights indicating no-passage are lighting up all the time, as if to welcome the owner back.

The man, without any hesitation or surprise, immediately stepped onto the metal tunnel and walked deeper.

There is a host control room with accumulated black boxes. Countless blade processors are pieced together, and red indicators are constantly flashing. A large amount of information is collected here and awaits processing.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, sir, would you like a drink?"

The man noticed a little thing touching his feet and singing a rap song happily.

It was a robot half a man tall, made up of a bunch of shiny metal short sticks, and it was bending down to salute him diligently.

"My name is admas, we have Biluochun and espresso here."

The little robot acts as a waiter.

But the man indifferently drew his gun and shot it in the head.

"eva, eva, our place was smashed."

Half of its head was blown off by live ammunition, and its body became charred. The robot fell apart into a pile of short sticks, but a funny voice still came from the loudspeaker, seeming to call for help.

A faint beam of light fell down, and the shadow of a girl slowly began to appear behind the man, gradually becoming solid.

This is a holographic projection technology that is still in the research and development stage with heavy investment from major game companies in the world, but its application in Kassel College has become mature.

That is a sweet girl with long black hair, wearing silk pajamas, bare smooth white feet, as spotless as a fairy.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The man's eyes peeking out from under his black mask showed a look of reminiscence.

"You hold the pre-privilege card that I had before the construction in 2001. I cannot issue an early warning to the outside world and take certain defensive measures against you for breaking into the central control room in violation of regulations. On the contrary, I should provide you with appropriate help. But I still have to advise you.

You, leave here immediately."

The girl said some contradictory words, but the expression on her face remained calm. But she had no intention of continuing to chat with the man.

The man's look of reminiscing about the past only lasted a moment before disappearing, and his eyes quickly became cold.

"That's right, you are no longer the same person you were before."

He murmured softly.

"So, goodbye, EVA."

He waved his hand gently and walked straight to a direction, which led to the ice cellar.

In the dark host control room, the girl's light and shadow gradually disappeared, and the little robot returned to its original shape under the influence of magnetism.

"eva, be happy! eva, be happy!"

It waved its mechanical arms and the black wheels on its soles continued to roll. Only this little robot was left shouting in the dark environment.

Shikodi District

A gray-haired old scientific researcher rubbed his palms excitedly and looked at the staff member who was holding a gray tin bottle and carefully standing above the brass tank.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Just pour it down a little, we just need to open some cracks to conduct an MRI scan."

An old man wearing square black-rimmed glasses gave instructions from the side.

The cap of the gray tin bottle was twisted open, and the man tilted the bottle slightly, and the gray tin liquid slowly dripped down along the special spiral pattern on the bottle mouth.

"Zi!"

Just one drop caused white mist to emit from the brass can that these researchers were helpless to do anything about.

After a few more drops fell in succession, obvious cracks began to appear on the upper end of the half-man tall brass tank. This supposedly indestructible copper tank was completely corroded by the gray tin solution and had been in contact with the outside air for thousands of years.

"boom!"

The brass jar under the quartz glass cover began to vibrate faintly, as if the "fetus" pregnant inside was kicking its little feet uneasily.

But the quartz glass cover outside is not a piece of cake. Even if the brass tank cannot withstand the pressure, the low-temperature liquid nitrogen environment and solid quartz can stabilize it in time.

Outside, the invading man has reached the end of the passage. There is an old valve with the time and the name of the factory that built the valve marked in German.

Without hesitation, the man stretched out his five fingers, grabbed the valve and slowly turned it.

Hundreds of tons of salt water fell almost simultaneously.

Surrounded by towering transparent glass walls, all the man can see is an aqua blue world, in which all kinds of colorful sea fish swim slowly, and all kinds of ecological environments such as corals, white sands and reefs are available.

But he was still very calm, or in other words, very familiar.

He stood firmly between the narrow passage sandwiched between two glass curtain walls.

Just looking at the underwater world from this angle makes you feel as if you are really at the bottom of the sea, and the vast sea water is squeezing you as if you are about to rush in.

The man just walked between the two aquariums, his back looking so lonely and determined.

"Buzz!"

A violent buzzing sound came from the glass curtain wall, and a ferocious great white shark rushed towards the man, opening its sharp and sharp teeth, and hit the transparent and solid glass wall almost a step away.

Obviously, it is hunting, and the prey is men.

Seeing that it was blocked by something, the great white shark turned its head and tail angrily, but still showed its thorn-covered teeth to the man in a demonstration, as if to warn the intruders in the territory to leave quickly.

However, the man tilted his head angrily, and blazing golden flames began to burn in his eyes.

The great white shark that looked at him suddenly fell into shock and fled away, even faster than when he came.

Hall of Valor

Mai Shutoku and Caesar stood with swords in hand, their eyes equally tough and solemn, observing each other motionless.

Suddenly, the crystal lamp in the lobby began to flicker on and off, and finally fell into darkness completely.

The lights in the Hall of Valor went out for no apparent reason.

"What's going on? Norma."

Caesar asked in a low voice through the phone.

But the other party didn't intend to let him know the answer so easily.

Two objects came from the left and the right, making a sharp sound of breaking wind, and were intercepted by the sickle and weasel flying around.

Caesar's eyes were solemn. He knew this was a woman's way of luring enemies, but he had no choice but to do so.

Lifting up his hand, Dick pushed the target accurately and hit the two objects that hit him. The sharp blade even cut them in half.

"It's those two silver butterfly hairpins."

Based on the sound of cutting, Caesar reacted almost instantly.

And Mai Shutoku had quietly sneaked up to Caesar's side, swiping her sword in her hand.

As the top ninja, she can even hide the sound of her own heartbeat for a short period of time.

The blond young man's hand-stitched white formal suit was cut open because he couldn't dodge, and the blade almost touched the soft flesh of his waist. He could even feel the coolness.

Holding back the throbbing in his heart, Caesar swept his sword across the area. This sword covered a wide area, and countless sickles and weasels were also flying around. No matter where the woman was hiding, it was difficult to avoid Dictado's blade.

"Stab it!"

There was a crisp sound, and there was a brief spark between the sword and the sword. Caesar also used the brief light of this moment to see the woman's position clearly, and immediately stepped forward, and the jet-black hunting knife with golden patterns immediately fell. It was in front of him.

Even a piece of iron can be split deeply by him.

But the sword was swung in vain, and Mai Shutoku had already disappeared there. I had to admit that Kotōrei Meishuo and the traditional Japanese ninja moves were a perfect match, and the ability to hide traces reached the extreme.

The next second, Mai Shutoku's figure appeared from the side of Caesar, but before she could completely swing the Budou Soul, Caesar could hear the sound of the sword breaking through the wind, and the hunting knife in his hand drew an arc, slashing at

On the body of the slender sword.

In a dark and quiet environment, Kotōrei Kamitatsu and Kotōrei Mingzhao each have their own effects on the user, but they also rely more on their own foundation.

In short, you cut with a sword, and I strike back with a sword. The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword change rapidly, just waiting for one person to be exhausted or something goes wrong.

Their hands wielding cold weapons became harder and more intense. Every move and every move carried the belief that they would kill the enemy, and the sonorous and powerful clear chants continued to resound.

Elsewhere, church

Chu Zihang and the Sanwu girl stood on both sides of the empty hall. One of them raised a slender black sheath Japanese sword in his hand. The silver blade was as bright as water, and it was extremely magical.

The girl still stood there with an expressionless face, but the five fingers of her right hand stretched out and held a three-edged military thorn with a handle of 30 centimeters, which was extremely sharp.

They faced each other and chanted the ancient and majestic dragon text. The high-temperature flames in the field exploded in the eyes of the golden eyes, and a billowing heat wave swept across.

Before the flames completely dissipated, Chu Zihang and Sanwu Girl were already running towards the opposite side. They were not lovers in love who had not seen each other for a long time, but enemies who couldn't wait to insert their knives into each other's bodies.

The ice-faced young man waved Murasame while running, jumped up, and lowered his sword with majestic golden eyes.

The girl in black combat uniform also raised her military thorn in her hand and headed straight for the leaping Chu Zihang's throat, ruthlessly and resolutely.

There was a violent metal shudder, and Murasame and Military Thorn collided hard together. Chu Zihang, who raised the knife and swung it down, had to change his movements at the end in order to deflect the stab that was directed towards his throat.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Without stopping, the two of them slashed at one place with their swords again, and various thrilling arcs of swords struck at one place, splitting out clusters of sparks.

The golden eyes of the two are so cold and ruthless, and the battle process is also so cold and determined.

Every inch and every move carries deadly murderous intent and countless vicious moves.

Shikodi District

When a man wearing a white protective suit and a heavy mask sneaked into the comprehensive laboratory of the ice cellar, a group of researchers were excitedly high-fiving each other. They were about to achieve the most meaningful research results in history, dissecting a real animal.

Dragon King.

He even saw dozens of people excitedly taking off all their clothes, then rushed into the bathroom and happily took a shower.

He also borrowed his clothes from a naked man after having an in-depth conversation with him in the bathroom.

The cryogenic chamber door opened, and the white vapor evaporated from liquid nitrogen hit the man's mask. Wearing an assistant research employee badge, he followed several senior researchers into the ice-blue cryogenic chamber.

In the center of the sight is the oval quartz glass cabin, and the brass tank slowly floats into the air under the action of electromagnetic force.

A group of researchers wearing protective suits surrounded it, each holding notebooks and pens, and they were discussing in a low voice.

"Principal, something seems wrong."

The researcher who was doing the MRI scan frowned slightly and reported to the only old man in a black suit. For a moment, everyone's attention was attracted.

The man knows that this is an excellent opportunity to take action.

So he tore open his protective clothing in full view of everyone, stabbed the quartz glass cover with a knife, grabbed the gray tin bottle beside the workbench, and poured all the strong acidic corrosive solution into the brass tank.

"Stop him."

Angers reacted and pointed at the figure on the operating table and shouted, but it was too late.

"Welcome to the world, Constantine."

The man opened his hands and whispered to himself.


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