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Chapter 298 Who are you

After the saint inspected the advent core, he locked it back into the small metal box with his own hands.

He knew that this thing was of vital importance and was indeed the most important thing to God and the organization at the moment, so the moment he saw it, he didn't want to waste a second and couldn't wait to fly back to the headquarters with it.

"Hold it."

The Saint handed the box back to Fritz, who picked it up in his hand. At the same time, he looked at the Saint's actions with some curiosity, wondering how he planned to return to the headquarters.

The saint was seen lifting him up with one hand, clenching his fist with the other hand, and pointing his fist diagonally downward. His strange bracelet that looked like a pile of rocks suddenly inspired some kind of energy, and the invisible impact banged on the ground, forming a huge counter-thrust force.

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The two people immediately jumped into the air and flew out along the pipeline. They made a sharp ninety-degree turn and rushed out of the pipeline system. In an instant, they flew straight into the sky.

The saint looked cold, holding Fritz tightly with one hand, and clenching his fist backwards with the other hand. The energy of the bracelet continued to be stimulated, and actually kept them traveling at high speed in mid-air.

The strong wind hit him like an invisible torrent, suffocating Fritz for a moment. He turned his head to avoid the wind pressure and tried to find a topic.

"So, this is how you travel between branches?" He asked, "Just fly? Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

The saint sneered: "With human radar and observation stations? Just because they want to find me? With this power blessed by the gods?"

"Uh...I guess so."

Fritz tried to ask some more questions about the organization's headquarters and their mysterious god.

Members of the organization all knew about the headquarters and the existence of the god, but they knew nothing about the details. But no matter how Fritz asked, the saint always said "no comment" and only let him take a sip of Northwest

wind.

Fritz was asking for trouble, thinking that he would be arriving soon anyway, so he just kept silent and didn't ask.

But the flight took a little longer than expected. They flew for about two or three hours, crossing two cities during the period. Fritz was surprised to find that they were heading in a direction less populated by people. After a while,

He actually flew out of the city and onto the sea.

The final destination turned out to be an island.

An undeveloped and uninhabited island will not even be marked on maps in many areas.

The organization's headquarters is hidden in a place like this, and rarely commutes to land. It has almost no contact with branches in various places. It is indeed not easy to find it.

Even for Chu Cheng, when his drone coverage plan for the Earth Pole Star is completed, such small actions will naturally not escape his eyes. But now the plan is still in its infancy, covering only a few cities, like

It's not that easy to find a way out of such a deserted island with nowhere to go.

The Saint brought the killer down and landed in a dense forest. The Saint led the way. Fritz was dragged so far that half of his body was already a little numb. But after all, he is the top killer of the Earth Star.

One, his physique was close to the peak of the human body. So without saying a word, he handed the box from his right hand to his left hand and followed behind him sullenly.

The saint glanced at him. Although he didn't say anything, he felt that this man could move freely when he landed. As a top killer, his physical fitness was indeed not outstanding. At least before he received the divine gift, he was definitely far behind. In terms of ability, this man was unbeatable.

He is indeed a good candidate for the Saints.

Of course he was just thinking about it.

The selection of saints has always been decided by their great god, and others cannot speculate at will, let alone question it. Even if the great Lord wants to select a disabled person with broken hands and feet on the side of the road to join the ranks of saints, it is entirely up to him.

After walking a few steps, Fritz discovered that there was a secret door hidden in the forest. The saint walked to a bare mountain wall, opened his right hand and pressed it on the mountain wall, and soon there was a message from behind the mountain wall.

There was a buzzing sound, and a gap appeared out of thin air in the smooth stone wall, which split open to both sides, revealing a door.

Following the saint, I walked in. There were people standing guard on both sides of the road. Those people were a little surprised to see Fritz swaggering in with a box - the rules in the organization are very strict, and the headquarters is a forbidden area for lower-level members. According to the regulations,

Anyone who wants to visit must be notified and recorded in advance.

But they recognized that the person walking in front was a saint, who was actually one of the most powerful persons in charge of the entire organization, so no one dared to ask more questions.

The members along the way all made a strange salute to them. They moved their hands up and down, with their right hands above their heads, their palms pointing upright to the left, their left hands at about the level of their navel, and their palms horizontally facing downwards. They walked towards the street.

Throwing Dou Dou is a great reward for human behavior that has no meaning. Fritz didn't know what was going on, but he followed behind without saying a word.

Finally, in the deepest part of the base, they came to a structure similar to an altar.

There was almost no one in the empty hall, and there was no one around except for the weird altar in the center.

Not long after they walked in, light appeared. Fritz couldn't find any lighting equipment here, and he didn't understand where the light source came from, but in an instant, the dark hall was as bright as day.

Except for the other side of the altar high up.

As if it was deliberately hidden in the shadows, only that corner of the entire hall was still dark. There seemed to be a vague figure in that place, and a pair of green lights like eyes were lit up.

"You have something very important."

The voice came from the darkness.

As the saints say, no one but a saint has ever been here.

"Yes, the Lord is great. But I believe what He brings is vital."

The saint said respectfully, and already signaled Fritz to open the box. Fritz unlocked the combination lock, and the box opened, revealing the advent core lying inside.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but my vision in the darkness seemed to have changed slightly at that moment.

"Descent into the core, finally..."

The man was clearly not moving in the shadows, but the Arrival Core in the box was strangely suspended out of thin air, as if an invisible hand had pulled it out of thin air.

Fritz watched calmly as the advent core flew into the shadows and fell into the hands of the man.

"Finally...this is when the mission is completed. For this planet, it is both the beginning and the end of the journey!"

The voice spoke loudly, and at the same time, the small box in his hand floated into the air. It seemed that some kind of force acted on the core in the air, causing it to make a slight buzzing sound.

It's a bit like the buzz when an engine starts, which is getting louder and louder under the influence of that invisible force.

"It's finally coming, when God descends. The great and almighty being, your pioneer, the humble messenger of God, will complete the most important mission at this moment and guide you to descend here!

!”

The sound was high-pitched and exciting, and the buzzing reached its peak. The saint lowered his head respectfully, as if waiting for some exciting vision to happen.

Plop.

The advent core fell to the ground and rolled twice.

Nothing happened.

The majestic shadow in the darkness stood still with an exaggerated posture, and the saint lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

The air froze for a moment, giving off a rather embarrassing aura.

After pondering for two seconds, the shadow suddenly shouted sharply: "No, this is not the core of Advent... an exquisite forgery!"

The dark green gaze immediately shot towards Fritz who was off the court.

"You are not mine...who are you?"

The Saint was startled when he heard this, and without thinking, he immediately stretched his arms and grabbed him to his side. But Fritz reacted faster, shrank his body and avoided his grasp, and did a backflip nimbly.

Opened the distance.

I saw ripples appear on his face, and his face shook like a distorted image. In the blink of an eye, he changed from an old killer to a charming woman with snow-white skin. Her long fiery red hair fell like a waterfall, and she smiled slightly at the saint.

A smile.

Natasha Romanoff, also known as Black Widow.

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