Chapter eight hundred and forty-eight you have the ability to come up
"Red Alert!!"
"Repeat, red alert, personnel from all areas will enter nearby safe houses immediately!"
"Red alert..."
Russell opened the elevator door in front of him with both hands, and heard the refreshing alarm bell. He looked around and found a simple distribution map of the base at the edge of a row of elevators.
"Let me see, according to the current red dot display, I am in District 12, and the nearest exit is the North Gate..."
Russell looked at the map and memorized the general distribution of the base. Unknown to him, his actions were transmitted to the safe room through the surveillance system, and the people inside were in a panic again.
Dying, the wizard is looking for someone, probably looking for them!
Sharp and fast footsteps came from the end of the empty corridor. According to the command and summons, the armed forces with live ammunition quickly surrounded the 12th District. The nearest special operations team came to the elevator entrance with assault rifles in hand.
The captain's face was solemn, and his mask was soaked with sweat. He raised his hand and gestured to the seven team members behind him to slow down. When he saw Russell in front of the map, he waved his hand suddenly, and then...
Everyone stand still!
"roll!"
Without turning his head, Russell controlled the eight people with his telepathy. With a wave of his hand, the special operations team collectively fell to the spot and returned in a smooth manner.
Electronic surveillance showed this scene as it was. There was dead silence in the safe room. The person in charge of the base immediately contacted other special operations teams to avoid close contact with the wizard. He entered the range and opened fire directly. He must not be allowed to leave the twelfth area.
The armed forces moved very quickly. Within twenty seconds of the eight-man team rolling away, two more sixteen-man teams arrived.
This time there was no reason to slow down and approach. When they saw Russell approaching, eight people in the front row crouched down and sixteen rifles pulled the triggers at the same time.
Ta! Ta! Ta! Ta————
The flames roared, and the metal projectiles formed an airtight torrent, instantly filling the entire corridor.
White smoke rose from the walls, floor, ceiling, and craters. As the target, Russell did not pause at all and continued to move forward regardless of the hail of bullets.
boom!!
After the magazine was empty, a team leader pulled out the grenade from his waist without thinking, pulled off the ring, threw it from a distance, rolled several times after landing, and stopped exactly at Russell's feet.
Snap!
Russell raised his foot and stepped on it, squeezing the grenade out of shape and embedding it entirely into the ground made of an unknown material.
Along with the muffled rumbling sound, the ground trembled slightly, and seven or eight cracks spread out.
Russell gently lifted his feet, revealing a small crater that was slowly smoking, as well as the remnants of the grenade explosion. Then he bent down slightly, held up the collar of his black robe, and shook the deformed bullet to the ground.
Ding Ding Dang Dang~~~
A series of crisp and sweet sounds made the minds of the sixteen people in two rows go blank. They subconsciously pulled the trigger with their fingertips, forgetting that the magazine was already empty.
"Change, change the magazine!"
The team leader yelled hurriedly, his voice distorted due to fear. The next second, he found that all the team members were standing stiffly, like sculptures with souls separated from the body.
Turning his head and looking again, Russell was in front of him at some point in the distance, and he met those red eyes.
"Gudu!"
Facing his fear, the squad leader's teeth kept chattering, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
"Did you just ask for the shot?"
Upon hearing Russell's question, the squad leader suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist, put it close to his face, and pulled the trigger continuously.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang————
Before the magazine was empty, the squad leader's eyes flashed with white light, and then his eyes turned white, and he fell down while spitting out black smoke.
Fifteen members of the special operations team fell with him at the same time.
Not dead, just fainted.
Russell has some understanding of the weird organization in the plot. From the perspective of the five unlucky guys, this organization deserves to go to hell. From the perspective of all mankind, the weird organization is a major contributor to saving the world.
They are said to be bad people, but in the grand scheme of things, they are indeed saving the world.
They say they are good people, but sorry, what they did was really out of character.
Russell had no grievances against them, and he didn't know how to position this organization, so he didn't kill anyone. It's not easy for ordinary people who earn wages and make a living.
But it is impossible to escape the death penalty, so who told them to shoot!
"Maina, you still need to hone your marksmanship. You missed even at such a close distance."
Russell shook his head slightly, removed the bullet attached to his forehead, threw it on the ground, and walked towards the north gate.
Along the way, he traveled unimpeded, as if he were in an uninhabited land. Anyone who dared to shoot was waiting for him, and when he encountered a metal gate, it burned through it. The armed forces set up a dragnet, but they could not stop his movement, and they could not even delay it.
In the safe room, the person in charge watched the surveillance screen, wiped the cold sweat from his head, and said tremblingly: "Where is the defense system? Where is the poison gas?"
"We have released poison gas, all kinds of poison gas, but..."
"The wizard is moving towards the north gate, he wants to leave the base!"
"The special forces requested to retreat. They are unable to resist the wizards. More than half of them have lost contact."
"..."
Bang!
"Damn it!"
The person in charge hammered the table with his fist. In the past, ghosts had escaped from prison, and the target was quickly captured by the defensive poison gas. It has never been as difficult as this time.
Thinking of the ghosts in the prison, he suddenly came up with a bold idea to use ghosts to fight ghosts, release the monsters in the prison, and let them and the wizards kill each other.
Three seconds later, he threw this shitty idea into the trash can. Only crazy people would do this. If the monsters and wizards join forces, wouldn't the situation become even more out of control?
The possibility is very high, because many ghosts are so frightened that they can't walk when they see the wizard's face.
On the large surveillance screen, Russell had moved to the warehouse square in front of the north gate. The special forces responsible for blocking the attack retreated step by step. Every time the white light flashed, a large number of people fell.
Those who didn't fall down also lost their fighting ability. Some were dancing ballet on the spot, or spinning in circles hand in hand, and some were even driving trains and playing hawks and chickens. It was a chaotic and defeated army.
Russell passed the customs easily, passed by the Warehouse Square, and saw a road that sloped upward. He knew that this was the so-called North Gate, an entrance and exit used to supply base logistics.
Telepathy spread all over the place. All the members of the special operations force wearing black tactical vests dropped their weapons one by one and sang and danced happily. Some of them were so moved that they pulled down their masks and hugged their companions next to them and ate them.
They are all people with stories!
Russell was sighing with emotion. As soon as he stepped onto the north door passage, his heart suddenly palpitated. Following his sense of danger, he turned around and looked underground.
"Hohohoho——"
A dull roar sounded, and thunder rumbled, implying boundless anger.
The entire base trembled under this roar, and cracks spread in the walls and ground, as if something huge underground was about to escape.
【bite】
[The host contacts the plot character Cronus Zan and triggers the lottery. Do you want to draw now? 】
"Extract, now."
[Character Card: Cronus Can (I haven’t been a big brother for many years)]
"No wonder the snail refuses to show its head underground. It turns out he was beaten to death..."
After harvesting character cards, Russell felt confident that he could win 50-50 without using a trump card. Who could the guy below, who was crippled by his son, scare with such a loud voice?
His body was suspended in mid-air, and he pulled out the black flame sword from the void with one hand, and three pairs of black wings spread out from behind.
After fusing Darkseid's godhead in the dark dimension, he became increasingly able to control dark energy. His wings were as black as ink, his pure energy body materialized and approached reality, and each feather was clearly distinguishable.
The surging dark energy came out of the body, crushing the surrounding ground into powder with powerful tearing force. At the same time, the suspected dark divinity rolled down and violently collided with the hot breath full of fire in the underground.
Rumble!!!
At this moment, distance is no longer a restriction, and the thick earth is no longer an obstacle. The two of them see each other through many boundaries, and they face each other from a distance in an instant.
A world burning with flames appeared in Russell's eyes. A giant standing tall was bathing in magma, and his angry eyes seemed to burn the whole world to death.
"New God!"
"Old God!"
The invisible confrontation of momentum spread wildly outwards from the line of sight of the two people, solidifying the air and spreading a shiver that could freeze the souls.
Everyone in the base was caught in the aftermath of the confrontation between the two strong men, and they all fell to the ground with pale faces.
The heavy pressure made it difficult for them to breathe, and those with weaker constitutions fell directly into coma.
The ghosts in the cube prison were similar. Except for a few, they all fell to the ground and trembled. They were stronger than humans, but in front of Russell and Cronus, they were no different from ordinary people.
The silent exchange ended, Russell and Kronos stopped at the same time, neither of them wanted to cause trouble, and the tacit choice ended there.
To describe it in another way...
Russell: Why are you yelling? If you have the ability, come up!
Cronus: If you ask me to go up, I will go up. That would be shameful for me. Come down!
Russell: Bah, coward!
Cronus: If you don't give up, then come down.
Russell: Haha, don’t I want to lose face?
Cronus: I'll give you five seconds. If you don't come down, I'll leave.
Russell: I'll give you five seconds, come up quickly.
At the end of five seconds, the two kept their promise and left.
"..."
Inside the base, in the safe room, most of the screens are flashing, and only a few are functioning normally.
After the pressure dissipated, the group gasped for air. The person in charge wiped the sweat from his face and ordered everyone to return to work quickly and check the cube prison to make sure no monsters escaped again.
"Sir, the wizard has left through the north gate. Do you want to chase him?"
"..."
The person in charge looked at the questioner with a stupid look. He could indeed give the order to pursue, and he was also very sure that the armed forces would not pursue him, but would rush towards him with guns and risk their lives.
"No, don't worry about him anymore. This is not something we [Youyou Reading] can interfere with..."
The person in charge took a few breaths and said again: "Change the number and record this incident. He is not a wizard. He is tentatively designated as a fallen angel."