The anger stung like a thousand steel needles jumping under the skull. The foul smelly air made people breathless. The stench of fresh blood and internal organs exposed in the air was even more unbearable. Derrick moved quickly first
, before the other mutants could react to the death of their companions, the sudden muffled sound and violent tremors lifted all the creatures in the room up at the same time. The Praetorian Guard maintained his balance with supernatural agility, and he used the handle of his spear to
Supporting the ground, he pulled out the spare weapon Oath Dagger from his waist with his other hand - it was said to be a dagger but to ordinary people it was more like a sword - and he swung it towards the group of mutants who were full of flaws. His movements were very
So fast, so fast that the mutants were in slow motion in the visual information feedback. Derrick could clearly see the horrified expressions on the faces of the mutants first. However, a sound wave visible to the naked eye hit his wrist.
and his body, forcefully pushing the edge of the oath dagger away, and at the same time pushing him and his powered armor several meters away.
These mutants, who were obviously warrior castes, fell to the ground in a mess.
A soft white light lit up from behind this group of mutants. This glimmer of light bloomed from a tuning fork embedded on the forehead. The man wearing a black tights with white stripes covered the upper half of his face with some type of flexible
In the mask made of the material, the eyes exposed from the two holes looked at Mr. Derrick with angry gazes. Both sides recognized each other and were wary of each other, but Mr. Derrick thought that Black Bolt did not
He knew such details because the other party had never seen the Guards before. Derrick stopped moving first and stared at Black Bolt. He was making an assessment, and at the same time, the detection system also identified the
Summarizing the enemy's information - he didn't know whether the assassin had completed part of the mission. If so, the Attilan mutant command structure must have been paralyzed. Why was Black Bolt not affected by the death of Medusa? This man
Is the enemy's psychological endurance greater than expected? If so, how can decapitation and psychological tactics be modified to achieve the greatest effect?
"What happened...oh, no..."
"Shut up!" Another Ghost Clan warrior stared at the Imperial Guards and scolded the electromechanical expert who fell into grief after seeing the corpses of his companions. It was not bothered by the death of its own clan. The Ghost Clan had a different view on death.
It is much better to die in the hands of the enemy than to die in humiliation in the court or on the bed. It slowly stood up, the muzzle of the gun always aimed at the golden glimmer and gemstone fire flashing in the shadow, even if the latter was caused by dirty blood and broken pieces.
The meat became turbid, but it still exuded a glorious and moving brilliance. "Kill the intruder first... Your Majesty, what should we do?"
Black Bolt knelt down and made a gesture, meaning to ask for his tactical intentions. He stared at the Ghost Clan warrior on the ground who was cut in half. His strong body function made it struggle for a while before dying. During this time, he kept
Hold the soldier's hand. In this case, the meaning of this gesture can be vaguely understood.
"Well, I hope this intruder is not a robot. It looks like a statue." The Ghost Clan warrior looked at the Guards, "Who are you, the intruder? Where do you come from, what do you want to do, and why do you do this?
Here? Why do you want to kill His Majesty’s people?”
Derrick took a stance first and pointed the hot muzzle and blade tip at the group of mutants.
He realized the current situation. As long as other mutants were still alive, Black Bolt would not dare to use all his strength to release psychic sound waves. That would cause the spire to collapse, Attilan to fall, and all Attilan Inhumans to die. Doing so
Although it is detrimental to honor, Mr. Derrick does not think this is a difficult choice. Mutants should die, especially mutants who have undergone alien genetic engineering. They are not only a stain on the genetic purity of the human race, but also
Extradimensional energy completely contaminates genes. He has no weapons against sound waves, but he believes that the protective ability of the power armor can support him until he cuts off Black Bolt's head. The power armor's identification friend or foe system and multi-spectral vision will kill Black Bolt.
The detailed information was entered into the system and then sent to the outside through the signal adapter installed by the genetically modified warriors.
Derrick first wanted the emperor to know that he had met Black Bolt.
"No," he said, "no reason."
"Did you kill those civilians of the Kimilian clan?"
The Ghost Clan warrior grinned and made a threatening expression. He knew what Black Bolt wanted to ask, because the same doubts troubled everyone present. Not every room they walked through was empty, and sometimes
They will meet some Kimilian clan wizards - but those wizards are all crazy. Some goug out their eyes, some sew their mouths, some use knives to peel off their skin... They all chant
They are referring to some past events or false things. Some wizards are in worse situations, which can even be called weird. After all, no one here has ever seen a madman who shares his flesh, blood and brains with others. Blood is everywhere on the ground, and everyone is covered in blood.
They kept talking to themselves with a crazy expression and screamed incomprehensibly. They seemed to be driven crazy by some kind of sound, and this sound was also lingering in their ears. Even Black Bolt himself admitted that he was not only
Once I fell into a hallucination. This place was so weird that the Ghost Clan warriors couldn't wait to leave.
"Is it related to those wizards? What is that monster you are fighting? Where are we now?"
Black Bolt has already realized this, they are not entirely in real space.
Scientists from the Kree Empire have a theory that claims that there is an extra-dimensional space outside the material universe. The mythical superior race Celestials may have used the technology and energy there to create the Kree people. This statement was once thought to be
It is nonsense, but with more and more historical evidence and scientific discoveries, this statement has become the mainstream theory of the Kree Empire. Substances such as Terrigen are used to conduct psychic experiments, and the Inhumans
Genetic engineering is the application of some kind of psychic technology.
He pressed the beacon on his belt unobtrusively.
Perhaps because of fear, or perhaps because of the constant tremors of explosions coming from the ground, the lock-toothed dog lay on the ground shaking, with its loose dog skin dangling. It had a premonition of danger, but the fire and explosions ignited around it.
The impact of the dome and the collapsed deck all made it feel scared. There was also the air that was getting thinner and colder. The education it received from childhood told it that the holes in the dome were very dangerous. Without the correct measures, everyone here would be
It died of hypoxia and hypothermia. To make matters worse, it could no longer track the locator carried by its owner, and all signals disappeared. It lay on the ground and whimpered, holding its huge, round head with two hands.
, tail between legs, round black eyes filled with tears.
It couldn't help but scream a few times out of fear, and then it crushed the screams in its throat.
It saw a group of huge humanoid black figures passing silently through the shadows. The terrifying weapons in their hands exuded the smell of hot metal and ashes, and the black steel covering their bodies also had the lingering smell of blood. The locks
The toothed dog knew that this was an intruder. Its sister, who was smart enough to work in a genetic laboratory, told it that if it encounters an intruder, it is best to bite it because its bite is very powerful and its teeth are very sharp——
The lock-tooth dog has never known what "bite force" is. It only knows that it can crush bones in one bite. It does not need to leave any bones every time it eats, and it will lick the plate clean. Every time it eats,
Everyone would be praised for doing this - but the lock-toothed dog didn't do it. It held its head and trembled. It intuitively told it that doing so would only lead to death, because those humans were tall, big, strong, and fast.
, it has seen them use their fists to smash walls and people's heads.
Maybe they'll even eat the Inhumans' heads, like breaking the seal off a soft package of dog food!
Suddenly it received a weak signal, which excited it. It immediately jumped towards that coordinate without any doubt. Then it seemed to hit an invisible wall, invisible.
The force knocked it back. When it opened its eyes again, it found that it was still in the same place, with its front paw sprained by its reckless jumping.
Frustration made fear return, and it couldn't help but let out a sad whimper.
This is too embarrassing. It is just a dog. Even if it is a product of genetic engineering, it is still a dog. This kind of thing is too difficult for a dog. It just wants to curl up in its own nest and sleep, and chase after it when it wakes up.
He ran around with the drone, and then left his scent mark in every corner of the Gene Parliament and the settlement as if no one was watching, just like in the past. The lock-tooth dog took a breath. The fire burned countless things, it
Smelling the smell of burnt flesh, the smell of melting metal, the cold smell of vacuum and the indifference of the moon's white sand. Fear breeds determination, and the lock-tooth dog howled in pain, closed his eyes tightly, and jumped forward again.
The result was still the same. It felt frustrated again, and it didn't even have the strength to clamp its tail.
It needs to be stroked on the head, scratched on the chin, and preferably on the belly.
"Do it again, Lockteeth. You are the bravest dog!"
It took a breath, as if it heard its sister say this.
Its sister is very small, short and thin, but very smart and wears a pair of big round glasses.
"I'm brave. I won't be afraid."
It says this to itself and tries again.
A few seconds after the signal was sent, all the Praetorian Guards who were originally scattered in different places to surround the assembly point ran towards the armored command vehicle, and even Constantine came over. At this moment, the mortal officers who had just finished the meeting with the emperor were paying attention.
At this moment, the emperor who was wearing a well-fitting gray and black military coat a few seconds ago has now stood up, wearing a pair of black power armor, but the golden decoration takes up much more area than the black. Constantine and Digital Mars Technology
The personnel held and pushed several pieces of equipment over on trolleys. The mortal officers saw a gorgeous golden giant spear, a bolt rifle inlaid with a huge oval ruby, an exquisite dagger and several
magazine, while the emperor's famous holy sword remained in the scabbard at his waist.
Although they were mortals and only mid-level officers, they also knew the emperor's abilities.
Somehow, they felt that the emperor at this moment was much more difficult to approach than during the previous impromptu staff meeting. This was definitely not because his eyes, face and the back of his head were obscured by light, but something completely different.
The feeling was as hot and unbearable as falling into a star. The smart mortal officers had already hid far away, and some of them had realized that the emperor at this moment was no longer the man with a great sense of humor a few minutes ago.
"Constantine, you stay here." He said, "Hamurabi, Ammon, and Hannibal, come with me."
"My Lord, Mr. Derrick is facing the enemy leader. The information he sent back shows that Black Bolt is extremely dangerous. As your bodyguard, I cannot stand here and watch you fight."
"Don't worry, Black Bolt can't hurt me. I have two opportunities to face him face to face, and this is only the first time." He said, "The enemy should not die inexplicably, he should know why he was punished. I
Give him the honor of facing me, give him the honor of being beheaded by me, and he should die like a king, even if he is just a king of mutants."
"Is this your idea of conquest?"
"Whether the opponent is a human, a mutant or an alien alien, everyone should know the reason why we launched the war, and everyone should know that human beings are the destiny of the universe. The butcher knife of aliens can no longer harm the survival of the human race. Everything we do
It’s all about ensuring that that future will come.”
The emperor's tone was very calm, but the emotion in it was obvious. You can call it confidence or arrogance, whatever. His wisdom and force are enough to support this belief. Constantine noticed that the emperor was not only talking to him,
The officers were also listening to Him. This is normal. Even if He does not speak, He will be the focus of collective attention. No one will not respect Him, but after speaking, how to instill his thoughts into others is a very test.
Personal ability. Constantine has seen the speeches of many politicians in the world, but no one can be as inflammatory as the emperor's speech. He is a natural ruler, and his words can even make a stone bow its head.
Even the eternal hearts of the Praetorian Guards will be ignited by His words.
"Black Bolt will die because he blocks the nearest path to the rise of the human race. I will not hypocritically call him a despicable enemy, nor will I ignore his kindness and nobility, nor will I deny this
The casualties and pain caused by this war. So I will give him a chance for revenge, give him a chance to kill me, or be killed by me. I am a king, not a tyrant, not a politician, my philosophy of action
It is completely different from the latter two. Without harming the overall interests, this is a respect for him and all the Kree Empire war slaves in Attilan, even if they once helped the Kree to kill their compatriots, even if they did not use their own
Treat them as human beings and yet be superior to others, and I will give them a dignified death."