The legion commander rolled up his suit sleeves to a higher position and whispered to Arnold mysteriously.
"I'm just following the arrangements."
"This has nothing to do with me."
Arnold stood up, put on his hat, and was ready to go without further conversation.
This somewhat restrained the regiment commander who had a strong desire to express himself, but no matter what, he had to speak out.
"Because they..."
The legion commander hasn't finished speaking yet.
Arnold had turned away.
However, the legion commander did not notice this fact and continued talking to himself, performing a one-man show, which lasted no less than three minutes.
Until a core member of SCT came in and stared blankly at this scene, hearing the last words of the legion commander.
"It transcends all paradigms, stereotypes, and structures."
"So even the most powerful and great ideas."
"It's impossible to influence its destiny."
The legion commander raised his head and found that only one of his subordinates was listening blankly.
"You should feel lucky."
"You just now."
"A glimpse of the truth."
The legion commander stopped talking and stood up. Are we finally reaching the final stage? The old antiques of the Priory are self-aware and hide in their lair of weakness and incompetence to survive. As long as they defeat the countermeasures again, they will finally be able to survive.
When you stick to that thing, everything will fall into place.
He went to check the metal box used to imprison Opal again. So far, after catching Opal, all the fish that slipped through the South Pacific incident have been caught, and most of the original manuscripts are also stored in Turin.
, the overall situation has been decided.
wrong.
He seemed to have remembered something, but there was one last person left, the most important person. Although he was not a direct witness to the whole incident, he participated in the initial research on the original, and that person's research results were worth even more.
More than the sum of all scholars combined.
"Human wisdom?"
"It's really scary."
The legion commander sighed, that man was the famous K. His biological father was once an internationally authoritative archaeologist. He was not limited to this, but his main interest was archeology. His overall quality was extremely high, and he was like a university.
, and now he is the most wanted criminal in SCT.
In comparison, the currently popular chainsaw is just a mediocre, insignificant character. As long as Arnold takes action, everything will be fine.
"You guys take them back to Turin."
"No……"
"I'd better go in person."
This is a major matter, and the legion commander has to be more cautious to nip problems in the bud.
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More than a week has passed since the fight between Colin and Luca broke out in the research institute.
As the leading party, Galilei and Nicholas took Colin to an extremely important intelligence transfer station in the Twelve Destroyed Zones.
When he crossed several desolate destruction areas and arrived here, Colin had to sigh at the scale of the Salvation Army, and its retro-style official post, which was formed by the fastest road in the area under its jurisdiction.
Communication network.
These transfer stations store a large amount of gasoline, as well as some transport trucks, to transport the materials collected by the local Salvation Army armed forces to Chain Saw's research site and his base camp.
Colin effortlessly eliminated most of the people who came to this transfer station. Among them, there were not even infected people with domain, and the strongest one was only a B-level infected person.
Only then did he realize that he had always been the most powerful person he had come into contact with, and he no longer had much idea of these infected people in the normal world.
Originally, there were only one S-class infected person selected from hundreds of thousands. They were so few that the total number in the entire world was probably only three hundred. But he was against all the forces and met the strongest among them, so some
Take it for granted.
Even if the infected are B-level, they are very rare.
Colin left some people alive for questioning. He asked these people to help him find Opal and Violet. He didn't know what their current situation was.
In order to prevent Ingrid's condition from continuing to worsen, he must find the most effective solution to the underlying disease, instead of just wandering around like a headless fly like now.
Colin also asked Hannah and his father's former workplace and information about SCT, but Hannah knew nothing about it. They were also conducting research under the coercion of SCT. At that time, he didn't even know which continent he was on.
, Colin's father deceived the people of SCT by cheating, and then defected, and his whereabouts are unknown.
"You should not be the person in charge here."
"Where did they go?"
Colin used a wire knife to pierce the arm of the Class B infected person, hung him in the air and interrogated him.
"Report quickly, bastard."
Galilei relied on Colin's power to fill the glass. This was an eye-opener along the way. Like Luca, this man was equally capable of being a chain saw. He met many people on the way here.
mutated blood beasts, and some infected organizations that are not subject to the Salvation Army.
But no matter who comes, this K who only exists in rumors will kill them all without exception. As brave as he is, even if he goes all the way and kills all the gods and Buddhas in the sky who caused all this,
Nicholas was also convinced.
"I said...I said..."
The Class B infected person said pitifully that the situation just now was like hell. He was reading a comic when he saw a wonderful moment.
Suddenly, a strong man fell from the sky and made a big hole in the road outside. He started killing people without any explanation. Everyone who wanted to escape died more miserably. I don't know how he did it. It seemed that wherever his thoughts passed, he
They exploded into a shower of blood.
The situation of those who did not escape was not so good. If the cruel and sharp blades were just for cutting, it would be okay, but they seemed to have some morbid desires. Those blades had metal teeth like prison wire, specially designed for cutting.
Born of torture, under the smashing of those knives, it was not torn apart heartily, but those tiny blades dug into the flesh and blood and were deeply rooted, and then they were all pulled and shattered.
Not only looking at it, but just hearing the sound made me feel so painful.
"The rangers here are looting and controlling an underground base in a city."
"But their infected leader, that woman, was very powerful. The Ranger Commander couldn't stand it, so he asked our boss to go over and support her."
"So we are the only ones taking care of it for the time being."
"Can you put me down..."
"Please."
Although Class B infected people know that they will definitely die if they contract the disease, they still want to be happy for a while in their last moments, at least until they die.
When I am terminally ill and have no attachment to myself.
