"Sorry, kid, we're late." The saint walked on the street full of debris, which looked like a war had just been fought.
"Sir, a total of four descendant bodies have been found." A girl wearing a tight leather jacket gave a non-standard salute. She is an agent of the FBAS Bureau. Her ability is to transform into a small animal, and she can easily travel through various narrow spaces.
space.
The Advent FBAS bureau calls players by their names, and the madmen in the church have used them so many times that people have accepted this concept.
"If you had been a little later, you would have been able to collect more of my body." Xiaoona Aishan was leaning against a low wall. His abdomen was crushed and torn by the car. It looked like there wasn't much left.
This kind of injury is fatal. If the prosthetic heart installed by Xiao Aona had not been in emergency mode and could work at overclocking, he would have died long ago.
Of course, Xiao Aona is also dead now. His Qilus prosthetic eye is showing the countdown to his life. The injury he suffered cannot be solved by suturing the wound with some blood transfusion.
"Sorry, there have been too many attacks recently." The saint didn't want to explain too much, and he couldn't explain it clearly. Those players were spreading like locusts, and they were almost everywhere.
They erupted like a ignited flame. Yesterday the world was peaceful, but today it was blown up into a mess.
The attack in Norrkoping City was like a signal, reminding all players that they did not have to obey the constraints of the pioneers.
This was the Saint's fourth mission in three days. As for Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao, they were so busy that they didn't even have time to settle down.
"It has nothing to do with me anyway." Xiaoona Aishan felt that his throat was a little tight, but he did not dare to cough. He saw with his own eyes that his kidneys were crushed out of the body by the tires and then turned into a piece of rotten flesh.
God knows why he can still talk now. His body is like a ball of code built on a bug. It can run now, but you'd better not touch it.
Anakin, who had killed three enemies with his hands, sat on the ground, holding Shoona's hand and saying nothing.
The saint can understand him. This young man just lost half of his companions today, as well as an elder who looked very majestic.
He carried a medical needle from the Walter Group with him, but that thing obviously didn't do much good for this kind of injury.
What this old law enforcement officer needs is a complete Greedy Blood potion that carries the [cancer recovery] ability.
"Listen, Anakin, you can't stay here anymore. Luliad is a small place and it's not suitable for you." Xiaoona Aishan suddenly felt a stinging pain. This long-lost pain reaction was not
A good sign, the countdown on the prosthetic eye that originally had thirty-five seconds dropped to twenty-seven seconds.
"The residents all know that they are here to find you. Many people have lost their children and husbands today, and they will resent you." Xiaoona sped up his words and warned: "Follow them and help me beat them more."
A few of today’s bastards.”
Anakin nodded silently. He could not accept the huge changes he was about to face for a while, but the saint understood all the old law enforcement officer's words.
This kid who grew up in a slum knows the impact of prestige on a person in such a small gathering place. This kid can't stay here any longer.
Just looking at the destroyed buildings outside and the corpses everywhere, the saints can guess what kind of living environment the other party will face in the future.
"I will take him away. The world needs soldiers now." The saint promised the old law enforcement officer: "I promise that I will take good care of him within my ability."
"Anakin can take care of himself, he just needs a suitable platform." Xiao Aona glanced at the boy with relief. His performance today was perfect, but it was a pity that he would not be able to see the day when he became famous.
"That's it, leave me alone." Xiaoona raised his hand and pushed the boy. The saint took Anakin's shoulders and forcibly took him away towards the direction of the rotorcraft.
In terms of strength alone, Anakin might be a little stronger than the Saint, but he didn't resist, and he didn't even look back to take one last look at the old law enforcer. He hoped that the last picture of him in his memory was the cool look he had just now.
Rather than a corpse with stiff features.
The saint made a sign of the cross on his chest: "The brave will have a brave place, and it will definitely be better than the coward's place, and it will be more favored by God."
"That's not what is written in the Bible." Anakin, a young man from a small town, also went to church. He was not fooled by the saint's words.
"The people who wrote the Bible two thousand years ago didn't know anything. It must keep pace with the times." The saint pointed at his face covered with scriptures: "Look at me, this is the authoritative explanation."
Anakin glanced at the saint's face, then at the heavy metal-style cross decoration on his body, and nodded in understanding.
He also felt that what the saint said was more reasonable.
"What a handsome head!" The female agent just now whispered to another agent behind the saint: "Have you seen the video of him playing the death plug? That's when I became obsessed with him!"
"How did you pass the exam with examples?" The male agent frowned at the other person, feeling that the other person was too unprofessional.
He himself was transferred from the Federal Intelligence Agency. Although he is not a superhuman, he has fifteen years of experience in the action team.
"I'm a LV2 super human!" The female agent turned around with some show off, and in a blink of an eye she turned into a squirrel, jumped onto the saint's shoulder with three jumps, turned her head towards the male agent's little paws
The middle finger shook vigorously.
When the entire FBAS bureau began to take action and invested efforts in various parts of the federation to try to extinguish the flames caused by the players, Tang Ji, the Dinghai Shenzhen, and Wang Zhengdao came to Paris again.
It is still illegal to enter the country illegally. It is worth mentioning that this city has put Tanguy on the list of people who are never welcome. The whole city has not yet recovered from the blow of the Battle of Paris.
The tower that once symbolized the pride of Gaul is still in ruins, and several surrounding districts are still being rebuilt.
The romantic old Parisians want to build a memorial park around the wreckage where the Eiffel Tower collapsed to commemorate those who lost their lives in the Battle of Paris.
However, due to strikes and superhuman riots, the entire plan is still on paper, and they haven't even completed the debris clearing work.
This caused the city to appear to be divided into two parts. With the Eiffel Tower as the center, the 7th, 8th, 15th, and 16th arrondissements were all affected by the space-based weapons strikes at the last moment of the Battle of Paris.
A large number of buildings collapsed, and less than one-third of the people who lost their homes received subsidies from the government, less than one-fifth received proper resettlement, and the remaining people had to find ways to survive this winter on their own.
In comparison, the Taha Gang appears to be more efficient. Not only did they completely repair the underground network passages that collapsed during the war, they also continued to expand the shelter area downwards and outwards based on the original foundation.
It is said that the Taha Gang, with the help of superhuman beings, has established a secret communication line that has crossed the separation wall and opened countless openings in the 14th and 5th districts.
This time, Tanguy appeared in Paris because Mikkelsen's agents collected some information about the player's activities.
It's not the kind of individual players who make small fuss, but an organized and large-scale player war group. Yes, war group, this is the new name they just got from the players.
According to the information delivered by Mikkelsen's emissary in the Church of the Advent, this player group hidden in Paris is conservatively estimated to number four hundred people.
They even hired a group of Slavs to clear the way with Demon Lizard armored vehicles.
The Ark organization has notified the Gallic government of the relevant information, but the new leader of Gaul has obviously learned the lessons of his predecessor, and his first reaction was to immediately go to the nuclear shelter.
There was a time lag between Mikkelsen and those players. When Tangji arrived in Paris, the Demon Lizard tanks of the Heilis Chapter that had been cheated from the Pioneer Warehouse had just completed system reset.
The only player in the war group who has mastered the dimensional gate is holding a map and discussing with Heilis himself and his loyal blue-coated bishop, plus a native of Paris, Fritz Heines, where to get these big guys from.
appear to cause the greatest confusion.
"Hey, Andre, did you hear what they said?" A Slavic driver leaned on the chassis of the Devil Lizard and threw a cigarette at the captain of the crew next to him: "They seem to be able to send us to different places.
place to go.”
"Is it a portal? I guessed they were Losas' group." Andre lit his cigarette unceremoniously and looked around cautiously. Several players were staring at them not far away: "This
It must be a life-threatening job, but fortunately they have already paid half of the money."
"I don't want to die here, Andrei, you have to find a way." The commander who spoke was named Yevnigen, and he had two exaggerated mustaches: "I also want to watch my son grow up.
If you are willing to take this job, you must have a countermeasure."
"Keep your voice down, do you want everyone to know?" Andre smiled broadly: "These idiots don't know the beauty of the devil lizard at all. As soon as they are linked to the nervous system, you will know my plan.
Now, don’t worry!”
Yevnigan nodded. He and Andre were old comrades-in-arms. They had been in the army together for five years and would occasionally take on jobs that required a nervous driver for extra money.
The employer of this trip was willing to pay three times the normal price, but asked them to have no scruples and dare to open fire in the city.
These Slavs didn't care whether the place where they opened fire was the former capital of Gaul, or what impact it would have. Now there was a cold disaster in the north, and large areas of land were not harvested. The amount of artificially synthesized protein alone was simply not enough for normal people to consume.
These men need cash to buy food, money is God!
Fritz Heins didn't have any strategic vision. He didn't know where to start to destroy the will of a city, so he just selected a few areas on the map with the largest flow of people, most of which were pedestrian streets and shopping malls.
Heilis frowned and asked this stupid aboriginal to appease the believers who were busy in the parking lot. After all, the real image of the players was very different from the descendants in their imaginations.
He knew very well that these believers who relied entirely on fantasy to create their own gods only had a short shelf life, and this was the case in every world.
They are born weak and cannot overcome difficulties on their own. They can only rely on fantasy to create an omnipotent image, and then expect it to really exist and be willing to help them solve all difficulties.
Before the players actually come, they are indeed the best objects of worship. They did not exist before, and they are real. They can make weak people who are empty in their hearts feel like they are addicted to addictive compounds, and quickly develop a sense of obsession.
But soon, these people will find that the real descendant not only does not want to help them realize their dreams and solve their difficulties, but is also greedy and irritable.
Of course, Heilis knows what kind of players he leads, so he needs to drain these blind fools as quickly as possible.
The player who mastered the dimensional gate ability and Heilis finally made four points based on the information on the Internet, intending to teleport these demon lizard armored vehicles there, and wait until the city becomes chaotic before intervening.
Fritz called to these drivers to get into the Demon Lizard armored vehicles and get ready for battle. He was not a fool and could feel the descendants' rejection of him.
But he comforted himself that this was a truly noble species, a natural reaction to lower species, and over time they would know their own value.
"Andrei!" Egenev called his companion one last time before lying down in the cockpit. When he saw the other party nodded affirmatively towards him, he sat in with peace of mind.
Different from the three-person vehicle crew that the Slavs are used to, the Demon Lizard only requires two people to drive it perfectly, and it puts less pressure on the nerves. In the field of human-machine effects, the Federation is much more advanced than them.
The co-pilot's mind was connected to Yegenev's, and what he was thinking and worrying about was felt by the other person.
Yegenev trusted his deputy, and the thoughts passed back by the other party also verified his trust.
Soon, all the Demon Lizard crews began to connect to the grid and form a joint command network. This was the opportunity Andre had been talking about.
He shared what he was thinking directly through the network with all the drivers. Those who have not entered the neural network will never know how efficient their communication is at this moment.
Ten Demon Lizard armored vehicles, corresponding to ten crews and twenty drivers, completed the communication in an instant. Only two crews were unwilling to breach the contract, and one of them showed obvious hostility.
Under this kind of communication, there is no concealment or lies. All information is immediate and the first reaction. This is why Andre concealed his plan until now.
Egenev completed his aim instantly, and the co-pilot opened fire directly, destroying the hostile crew.
This feeling is very strange and shocking, because their thoughts were connected until they were destroyed and died.
Everyone can feel how angry and desperate the other person is at the moment he is targeted, as well as the confusion at the moment before death.
Even more confused than them were the fanatic believers next to them who were busy clearing obstacles for the demon lizards. They were completely stunned by this turn of events.
"Mr. Mikkelsen, our position is" Andre began to report his position directly. After all, he was the one who received two commissions.
