"Anthony Braden?"

On the fourteenth floor of the Arlington Building, outside the door of a room made entirely of bulletproof glass, Darcy Rockefeller, who was forced to wear a sterile dust suit, looked in horror at the black-haired man behind the workbench in front of him.

Although this man's hairstyle was messy and his face was blue and swollen, Darasia recognized him immediately - it was Anthony Braden, the current president of Light & Magic Industries, the richest man in Amerika, and the world's leading scientist in applied physics and engineering thermodynamics, as well as mechanical engineering.

"Let me in!"

Behind Dacia, someone slammed him on the waist with the butt of a rifle and forced him into the makeshift studio.

"The richest man told us that he needed a reliable assistant now. And you, Dacia, although you are also a playboy, were already a twelfth-level magic mage two months ago, and a proud disciple of a fifth-level legendary mage. So please work well here and don't let us down, you know?"

It was a guy with a black mask over his face, and he glared at Darcia Rockefeller with a warning gaze, then swept his gaze to the workbench.

"Braden, though I don't think he can play a role in your research, I brought him here, and I know this little guy is your friend. But beyond that, I don't want to hear anything more from you, you know?"

Anthony Braden didn't speak, only raised his hand to show understanding. The masked man snorted coldly and strode out.

When the glass door closed, Dacia hesitated to the other side of the workbench.

"Anthony, I didn't expect you to be here. What the hell is going on? What about your security advisors? Didn't you have that demigod-rank exoskeleton armor with you?"

He knew that there could be two legends by his side!

"Isn't it obvious? Since I was kidnapped by them, it means that my security advisers are unlucky. As for the set of armor you are talking about, it lost energy at a critical moment. I've been betrayed, Dacia, my own within the Light & Magic industry. Shit, this armor had just undergone a complete overhaul in the scientific labs of Light & Magic Industries. ”

Anthony Braden's expression was quite optimistic: "Also, there is no need for such a quiet Dacia. There are a lot of bugs here. There are a lot of scary ones, and there are all kinds of them, ensuring that we will be heard by them in any form of communication. ”

Dacia's face was earthy, and he glanced at the panoramic glass room. And the toilet that is also enclosed in clear glass.

"In other words, even if we go to the toilet, we will be under their gaze. ”

"Of course, you can hear us. ”

Anthony laughed: "Okay, that's the end of the gossip." We can get to work now, or I'll get a beating for you, and you, Dacia, won't end much better. Their skills in this area are very good, and they can make you feel painful, but you won't have too much damage to your body. ”

"So what do they need you to look into? This briquette-like thing in front of us?"

Dacia had already shifted his gaze to something on the workbench. It was indeed like a honeycomb briquette in the process of burning, and the shape was almost identical, except that it was smooth and the texture was as clear as jade. And the red light emitted from those honeycombs is very mild.

"It is said to be an energy core from the remains of the Moshra, derived from an incomparably powerful astral warship. I've tested it, and there's an amazing amount of energy in it. If there are supporting external components, it can stably output 120 million kilowatt-hours in the next 50 years. Atlanta's daily electricity consumption peaked at 60 million in the summer. ”

"Got it, you're trying to make a bomb right now?"

"Guessed?"

The corners of Anthony's lips twitched: "If this thing is detonated, it can easily destroy the magic tower defense array in Atlanta." However, the energy in it is very stable, and it is not easy to make it explode. ”

Darcia has already learned the truth: "So those four sets of 'magic mechanical cores' are actually a decoy, right? lure you out of Manhattan and into Atlanta." They can only set the trap here, because you won't go further away. ”

"Does that make sense?"

Anthony Braden sighed, and then put a sketch of himself in front of Dacia: "The most important thing for you now is to help me make this part." They also have experts in physics and mechanics, and they are constantly monitoring our progress, so don't try to cut corners or cheat?"

Seeing the blonde boy on the other side nodding, this one focused on the 'honeycomb briquette' in front of him, and just as he was hunched down at his desk and began to concentrate on the drawing.

The masked man, who had just left not long ago, had barged in with a large group of armed men with heavily loaded guns. The first few people directly held down Dacia and forced the latter to put one hand flat on the table in front of him.

The masked man came to Dacia's side with a knife in hand.

"Stop!"

Anthony realized what might happen next, and his face was as pale as paper: "He's my assistant now, Mr. Vulture! If you cut off Darcia's hand, how can he help me?"

"All I need is one of his fingers, his tail finger. ”

The black-clad man had a calm expression: "Just now, his father, Mr. Finance Minister, in a closed-door meeting of the Cabinet, categorically rejected our reconciliation plan for the release of Lord Skywalker. Our leader thinks we must give some tribute to this minister, and that is not something you can stop. ”

"Not even the tail fingers!"

Anthony's face was cold, and his tone was tough: "If his finger is damaged, then I'm sorry, I can't make what you want in ten days." Dacia has a special talent for magical energy, and can use it to perform nano-level precision manipulation, and none of you can replace him!"

The masked man couldn't help but be shocked and fell into deep thought. After about 5 seconds, he made a decision: "Then switch to toes!"

This time, he didn't give Anthony a chance to speak, so he directly waved the long knife in his hand, slashed into Dacia's leather shoes, and then walked away.

"Take out that toe of his, heal him by the way, and change it into a good pair of shoes. ”

Ten minutes later, in this transparent glass laboratory, Dacy Rockefeller's face was distorted, and his eyes were spewing with anger.

"I swear, I'll kill him, and if I can get out, I'll chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"

Anthony Braden smiled silently and bitterly, thinking that this might not be easy. Not only do these people have the strength to banish those two legendary fourth-level guards to the astral plane in an instant, but they also have extremely sophisticated plans, they use Atlanta's magic tower array and many hostages to block the light and magic industry and government powerhouses outside Atlanta. And in the interior of this city, the ones who have the ability to rescue them are none other than those demigod families.

But the problem is that these forces have been fighting in the dark for nearly twenty years, and the artifact Dragon Power has completely detonated the contradictions and conflicts between them. At this time, no matter which one it is, I am afraid that it will not be able to mobilize enough strength to help him.

Who can save him at this time?