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Chapter 561: The Taboo Key

  Commissioner Carl is a 2003 Cassel College student. He has served in the Executive Department for more than two years. He is considered the backbone of the younger generation of commissioners. Because his pedigree is 'A', he has performed well in the past two years.

Only if you are very outstanding will you have the opportunity to be selected by the ministry to be the partner of an 'S' level specialist.

You must know that some specialists who want to have this opportunity will be screened out by the bloodline column. The enemies in the 'S' class missions must be extremely vicious. If you want to become a partner, at least your bloodline must support you and you can stand upright next to the 'S' class.

Bar?

Commissioner Carl also made a lot of mental preparations when he got this opportunity. Facing various dangerous situations in the mission, he had not never thought about even covering the back of the 'S' class at critical moments, but obviously he

I was overthinking it, I wish I had almost shot the 'S' Class in the back of the head.

But now the important task still falls on him, escorting the guests to leave safely. This task seems like fishing, but in fact it is not easy to complete. It is like those tasks of escorting NPCs in the game. You will die or not.

It doesn't matter, as long as the NPC is injured and touched, the mission evaluation will be lowered or even the mission will fail directly. No matter what you do, your head will hurt.

And the most important thing is that the group of guests he is bringing now don't seem to be worried.

Commissioner Karl glanced at the group of people in the security corridor who were hurriedly going down the stairs in silence. Even if they were fleeing, they were keeping a vigilant distance from each other. Many of them had large items hidden in their arms. Those were all in the corridor.

The valuable paintings picked out from inside, the human greed of taking advantage of the situation is vividly displayed. In fact, this is not a big problem. The paintings all belong to the organizer. Whether they are lost or not is not the business of the execution department. The most important thing is that they are the ones who go down.

After rushing to a few floors, some people even wanted to sneak out of the queue and go back!

Commissioner Karl, who had been following the team at the end, immediately stopped the woman who was trying to leave the team. The mask on her face was knocked off at some point, revealing her slightly intellectual and beautiful face. When she found Commissioner Karl who was blocking him,

Then he immediately stopped and a hint of anxiety appeared on his face.

“The way out is down below, it’s dangerous up there.” Commissioner Carr said, looking at the woman.

"I forgot my things up there. They were left by my grandmother." The woman looked impatiently in the direction above.

“It’s better to lose your relics than to lose your life. If I have a chance to find it when cleaning up the scene afterwards, I will ask someone to return it to you.”

 “But you didn’t even ask me what the lost relic was,” the woman said.

"Turn back and continue walking down, or I will break your legs and carry you down." Commissioner Carl took out the Beretta from his waist and pointed it at the woman's right leg. Although this thing is a threat to Deadpool

It is limited, but its lethality and intimidation power are more than enough for humans.

The woman choked when she looked at the muzzle of the gun pointed at her. The British gentleman-like man in front of her had serious eyes. He gently pinched his sleeve with his right hand, and Commissioner Karl suddenly pointed the muzzle of the gun at her right hand, "

It’s not impossible to break your right arm first, as this will save me the trouble of carrying you away.”

The woman was startled for a moment and then surprisingly did not argue. Instead, she silently turned around and followed the team in front again.

Commissioner Carl held the gun and followed her behind, silently looking at the woman wearing a blue and white porcelain fishtail evening gown. His eyes focused on the right hand between the other party's skirts. If he saw well, it seemed to be on the woman's sleeve.

There was a trace of reflection when he raised it, it should be the handle of a scalpel. If he remembered correctly, this woman should be the "doctor" sitting at the same table as the 'S' level specialist.

He had heard the stories told by several people at the table through the 'S'-level headset before. At this press conference, the female doctor should have come in as a curious innocent person. She came into contact with a person who injected leech medicine but failed.

A patient who took the drug and transformed into a Deadpool was touched by the moral standards of the female doctor and wanted to personally investigate this anti-humanity incident and expose everything.

 Sounds quite positive, but now the other party’s intentions and boldness seem to have overturned this personality?

But if you think about it carefully, a strange patient broke into the female doctor's clinic, and she was forced to kidnap her and let her take care of herself. She spent the darkest period of her life. It seems that this story can also be viewed from another angle.

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A female doctor accepted a patient who didn't know the disease. After discovering something special about him, she became morbidly researching. She tied the patient privately in the clinic and conducted research for a week, testing drugs, dissecting, and amputating limbs.

After various methods were used on the patient, he was worried that the patient would lose control and inject a large amount of air, causing a gas embolism and death. Then the female doctor's interest became more and more aroused, and an invitation letter happened to be delivered to her clinic door stained with black blood.

This time it seems to be a completely different version from this perspective

"They are not easy to mess with." Commissioner Carl's expression remained unchanged, but he did not let go of the gun in his hand. Although the combat effectiveness of an ordinary female doctor is extremely limited, compared with humans, although the physical fitness of hybrids is beyond

Ordinary people, but within the scope of human beings anyway, will bleed if stabbed with a knife, and will lose combat effectiveness if stabbed into key internal organs. Things like capsizing in the sewer have happened too many times in the executive department.

The most common deaths among the Executive Department's commissioners were not at the hands of compatriots who were of mixed race, but the most common deaths at the hands of human beings. During a mission involving the underworld or various gangs or military forces, one bullet in a gunfight

If a stray bullet accidentally hits the brain or heart, the key parts will directly kill the commissioner. Therefore, the real ace commissioner is not strong in blood, but in various details. He will never put himself at risk at any time.

Put yourself in danger.

The few special "guests" among the fleeing crowd quietly turned their heads and glanced at Commissioner Karl, who was the last to hold the line in the crowd, after the female doctor left and returned. Their eyes mainly fell on the Beretta in the opponent's hand.

It is not difficult to guess that these people are all people with blood, and they come here for different purposes, but most of them come here for the leech potion. They work separately but they all have the same purpose, looking for opportunities.

To obtain one or two leech potions for the forces behind them, the first thing they have to do to achieve this goal is to break away from the fleeing team.

Although the Deadpool spawned by the leech potion is difficult to deal with, and no one can defeat them one-on-one, these people are all first-rate experts in avoiding battles and keeping secrets. After all, they dare to do this after knowing in advance that this is a dragon's den and a tiger's den.

Sneaking into this press conference is enough to show their courage and confidence.

If there were no accidents, they should all find excuses and opportunities to leave the team now, climb up the tower and return to the hall. There is also a cart of leech potions in the hall. If the organizer did not cheat on that batch of potions,

As long as they can get a sample, this trip will be profitable.

They should have been tempted to kill Commissioner Karl who was holding the line, but the reason why they haven't taken any action yet is because of the Kassel Academy behind this man. The more prestigious forces in the mixed race world all know about this European alliance.

They didn't want to provoke them, but the thing they feared the most was actually the terrifying hybrid named "Commissioner Lin" who was in the hall before.

The deadpools standing alone were not at a disadvantage. It should have been a one-sided massacre. None of the mixed-races here who were hiding their identities dared to say that they could survive such a siege. The same thing would happen if they were allowed to

I'm afraid that "Commissioner Lin" will die faster than those dead waiters. Even though they still have the trump card of Yan Ling, it can't give them any comfort.

But now they can't find "Commissioner Lin". The only follower who ran out of the hall was Commissioner Carl, which made their originally extinguished desire to take action more and more. Kassel College is indeed very troublesome, but it is also

You have to know who is doing it in order to retaliate effectively, right? What if they do it cleanly enough, or if they do it at the same time, they jointly take responsibility?

In the crowd, several glances were quietly exchanged. The mixed-races could easily confirm each other's identities. They could always cleverly spot their companions in the crowd. This was actually applicable to Commissioner Carl. Standing at the end of the team, he quietly

He held the Beretta tightly and followed the crowd down the stairs with an expressionless expression. If you observe carefully, you will find that his whole body is tense, and his steps are so light on the steps that he seems to be able to dodge or attack at any time.

There were many people fleeing in the entire emergency corridor who had ulterior motives. In addition to hybrids, there were also many ordinary people who were really moved by the leech potion. Their ambitions and desires made the previous terrifying scene of the siege by Deadpool not frighten them.

, all thinking about how to break away from the team and return to the dangerous hall to gain some profits.

Chaotic footsteps, quiet corridors, and all kinds of floating undercurrents of thoughts. Just when everything was about to reach a critical point, and the golden pupils in Commissioner Karl's eyes were gathering momentum, something unexpected happened.

A frightened scream came from the front of the team, followed by a series of thuds and falls. It was an unlucky guy who couldn't stop and rolled down the stairs. Commissioner Karl was stunned for a moment and stretched out his head to look.

After taking a look at the situation below, his expression suddenly changed.

The unlucky man who fell from the stairs to the platform on the next floor should have continued to fall without losing strength, but he hit something like a wall and stopped his body. He got up from the ground and looked up.

After taking one look, the pair of bright dark golden eyes nearly made him wet his pants. After realizing what was in front of him, the monster screamed and turned around, crawling back up the stairs on hands and knees, and plunged into the top to stop.

Desperately trying to get in among the advancing crowd.

The people fleeing on the corridor also stopped in place. Everyone held their breath and looked at the familiar monster below. Its huge body blocked the way down the stairs like a mountain of flesh.

The door to the floor nearby was knocked open, and the broken door lock and door panel were still lying on the steps nearby. It was not difficult to guess where these dead waiters rushed into the corridor from.

This deadpool is obviously different from the other deadpools in the top floor hall before. The main difference is that he has an exaggerated body and is nearly two and a half meters tall. Standing in the corridor wearing scales and armor, it is basically a black wall.

, waiting here until they, the silly rabbits, hit the tree stump.

But this burly and terrifying Deadpool did not attack them. Instead, he stood there silently with his head lowered. Just like the Deadpools who had prostrated on the ground without warning before, they just stood there.

The intimidating power of this apex predator, which was different from other Deadpools, was enough to make the hybrids hidden in the crowd tremble all over.

Commissioner Carl stared at the Deadpool blocking the way. Under the scales and facial bones, he could vaguely see the face of a middle-aged man. The purity of the dark golden eyes was quite high. It can be guessed that in Deadpool

Before the transformation, this man must have had a bloodline. After the transformation, his body swelled to the point where it would make people's scalp numb just by looking at him. He almost blocked the entire corridor just by standing there.

The most important thing is that he also found other signs of alienation on the Deadpool. There seemed to be two sarcomas covered by scales vaguely protruding from the back of the body, and black and red cracks appeared at the top of the sarcomas.

Seeing forest-white bones was not a good sign. Commissioner Carl felt a chill in his heart after seeing the sarcoma.

If you want to go down, you must bypass them or deal with them. Once this deadpool regains its ferocious nature, more than 80% of the people in this corridor will be dead.

Almost without hesitation, Commissioner Carl raised his gun and aimed at the eyes of this weird deadpool. This is the most vulnerable point. The back of the eye socket is directly connected to the brain nerves. As long as the shot is accurate, he can be killed with one shot.

Being a waiter is not a fantasy.

He pulled the trigger. Amidst the gunfire and the screams of the crowd, the steel-core bullet rotated in the air with huge kinetic energy and shot into the dark gold eyes of the burly Deadpool. Everyone almost fantasized about seeing it.

It was a bloody scene with blood flying everywhere and a bullet piercing the brain, but the dazzling sparks that followed made many faces freeze.

The bullet was blocked. An arm covered with scales covered the dark gold pupils. Deadpool moved. At the most critical moment, he raised his arm to block the bullet. The iron-gray bullet was struck by a huge

The kinetic energy was compressed into a discus, stagnated for half a second, and then fell to the ground. A clear sound echoed in the corridor.

Seeing this scene, Commissioner Karl's expression almost changed drastically and he immediately got out of the guardrail. He grabbed the guardrail and used his strength to climb over again and landed at the front of the crowd.

At the same time as Deadpool moved, the crowd was already rushing back in confusion. Everyone was frightened by this scene and turned pale. Only Commissioner Carl stood in front of Deadpool, reaching out and holding his waist.

Holding a short knife close to his back, the blood in his body was stimulated to its peak state, and the dragon's blood was hot and boiling under his golden eyes.

After blocking a bullet, the burly Deadpool quietly lowered his arm, revealing the face of the middle-aged man again. He looked at Commissioner Carl who attacked him, opened his mouth and spoke in an unusually jerky tone.

A chilling statement.

 That sentence was made with distorted syllables, and it made a sound like a saw rubbing against bones from the alienated throat, but Commissioner Karl still understood it. The meaning of this sentence was simply that no passage was allowed.

Commissioner Carl's heart was ringing with alarm. At the same time, he noticed that there were still some remnants of clothing on the Deadpool, which seemed to be beach shorts and a torn T-shirt, which were all tightly packed under the clothing.

Scales, but just when he was carefully observing and trying to discover the weakness of this Deadpool, his sight was suddenly grabbed by a place and he couldn't move away.

It was on the left side of the chest of the burly Deadpool. Among the dense scales there was a badge. A small opening was opened in the scales, as if it was pinned into the flesh before the scales grew.

The scales didn't completely cover it. What made Commissioner Carl's face twitch was that the mark on the badge was a silver half-dead World Tree!

Before he could say anything, a huge shadow had already fallen over his head. The burly Deadpool had already smashed down the iron pillar-like arm, and hit the steps behind Commissioner Karl like a heavy hammer.

The entire corridor stairs were abruptly broken!

  —

There was a huge roar in the space above our heads, followed by distant bursts of gunfire and the faint roar of the crowd.

Temporarily stopping the heavy and secretive conversation, the blonde girl looked up to the top. In front of her, the 'Emperor' also looked up at the top and looked at her again with a chuckle and said, "It seems we don't have enough time."

too much."

“If you just want to see me again after so many years and give me the familiar power and intimidation, then you should have done what you want to do.” The blonde girl looked at him.

“Then have you recalled those years of displacement and fear?” He looked deeply at the blonde girl.

"Memories? I have never forgotten that time." A huge stone rolled down from the guardrail behind the blond girl, hitting the steel railing with a loud noise, denting the entire iron railing, and then

It fell clattering deeper into the darkness until the distant roar of landing could be heard a few seconds later.

"But I'm still curious. Do you think attacking the people around him can really threaten him? Or do you want to use this as a threat to force him to respect you or even obey you?" The blonde girl stared at the space He occupied.

The beautiful young body asked.

“Awe? Obedience?” He smiled, “It seems you misunderstood something from the beginning.”

"I've probably guessed your main purpose for this press conference, and I don't mind if you do whatever you want, but doing so will definitely cause a lot of trouble for him in the future." The blonde girl said lightly.

"The fire thieves of the new era will never be satisfied with their infinite greed. The speculators who are called school directors but are actually hyenas will only hide in the dark corners and use the good cards on the surface to achieve their goals.

, but if the 'Prince' becomes a bargaining chip in their hands and can be pushed out and used at will, I will not be happy." He said, "If the 'Prince' cares about trivial things, why don't I help him take that step?

Give him a gentle push, and maybe he will do something that surprises many people."

"Now his growth requires the resources of the secret party. Even you don't want to see him become the enemy of the whole world, right? Don't go too far." The blonde girl stared at him and said.

"The resurrection of the four great kings is imminent, and the secret party needs a peerless dragon-slaying sword, so they cannot leave the 'Prince' before the four great monarchs are dead. I just want the 'Prince' to give them a little beating." He said.

He said with a faint smile, "Those old dogs who are living a low life are almost losing their teeth. Even if they still want to tear off one or two pieces of meat to satisfy their hunger, I don't mind stuffing one or two hard bones in the meat to knock them off."

The last tooth or two."

"You don't seem to be afraid that he will pull the four kings off the throne?" The blonde girl raised her eyebrows slightly, and a bright light suddenly lit up in the corridor behind her, just like the rising sun rising from the top of the tower, the light shining directly down. Illuminating all the shadows in the abyss, the 'Emperor' shrouded in lingering darkness was the only one in front of the blonde girl.

"Do you want to say that the bones and blood of the four monarchs are the necessary catalyst for you to reach the end?" He stood in the darkness, and the darkness kept talking. He was in opposition to the light behind the blonde girl, and the boundary between light and darkness changed from It's not so clear, the golden eyes of the lava reflect the looming figure of the blonde girl in the light.

"I will not prevent the dragon-slaying battle from happening in the future. On the contrary, I am even happy to see that scene happen. Originally, the four great monarchs and the black and white emperors were on my list of suppressing rebellion. Only they are the strongest. It takes a drop of my heart to cross those names off the list."

"You have your plans, and I have mine. If you still have the same layout plan as Carmel Town last time, I don't mind dealing with it again." The blonde girl chuckled and said, "I lost one. Mandy Gonzalez, how much trust do you have left to expend?"

"This is not something you should worry about." He smiled, "But since you mentioned the four kings, let's make a deal, Yelena."

"trade?"

 “A deal that does no harm to you or me, but benefits him.”

 “I don’t believe you can be so kind-hearted.”

"Just think of this as my investment in the future." He said, "And he is the target of the investment. After all, you know that as the future 'half-blood monarch' you want to take the final step and cut off the last chain. , opening the final door on the road to becoming a god cannot be achieved by the flesh and blood of the four monarchs."

 The last step on the road to becoming a god.

After hearing these words, the sneer on the blonde girl's face finally subsided, and the look she looked at him gradually deepened. Lin Nian's path to becoming a god was indeed one of the few most important things in her mind. , the price you have to pay to completely complete this road is unimaginable.

"There is a reason why the road to becoming a god is tabooed by the Presbyterian Council. It is not something you can do now to completely complete this path. And I do not expect him to complete the road to become a god. After all, The method of overcoming taboos no longer exists in this era." said the blonde girl.

“The way to cross the taboo has been lost, so he needs the real key.” He looked at the blonde girl and said, “And I happen to be the last person in the world to have this key.”

The blond girl was about to deny what he said, but before he could say anything, he looked into the blond girl's eyes and said softly, "Yelena, don't forget who proposed the road to becoming a god and who sealed it.

The method of perfecting the path to becoming a god will always be hidden in the place where it was first buried."

The blonde girl opened her mouth to retort, but suddenly her pupils narrowed suddenly as if she recalled something, and she raised her head and looked directly at Him with a deep gaze as if she thought of something unbelievable.

 “Have you found the ‘Great Library’?”

This was the biggest reaction the blond girl had ever had. She looked at him in front of her and observed all the detailed expressions on his face.

"The legacy of the Presbyterian Church, the 'Great Library' that contains everything. Although the clues were very messy, traces of it were eventually found in the collection of ancient books on a small human island. Someone faithfully recorded everything, even if

Even Nidhogg was reluctant to destroy the place that contained treasures that were taboo to us dragons, so he just sealed the 'Great Library' instead of destroying it." He nodded lightly and confirmed the blonde girl's approval.

Guess, "Now that I have found it, the perfect method for the road to becoming a god is in it. If you can get it and make it a reality, then the 'Prince' will be the first new emperor to ignite the divine fire!"


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