In the vast ancient hall, rows of flying saucers were beside him, as if they had just been manufactured, and it was impossible to imagine that this was a flying machine that had been parked in the base for more than half a century. But Roberts didn't dare to move at all, his body stiffened, and he adjusted his breath slightly, but in the face of the guns raised by dozens of vampires, even he couldn't think of a way.

Beside her, facing the circle of vampires, Wendy subconsciously used her body to protect Joan's face, she could feel that the little girl behind her was a little nervous and scared at the moment, her body was trembling slightly, even if she had temporarily undergone a period of shooting training, but in essence she was just a high school girl.

"Don't be afraid. ”

She squeezed her adopted daughter's hand in her hand, trying to calm her emotions, while on the other hand, she kept scanning her surroundings with her eyes, looking for any possible opportunity to turn the tables.

"Uberto, it looks like the cat-and-mouse game is over. ”

Among the dozens of vampires slowly stepped out a pale-faced man, draped in a black trench coat, who spoke almost with a sneer, and in front of him, behind the transparent spherical hood, Uberto's face was gloomy.

Just as the four of them arrived in this ancient hall and saw the rows of pure flying saucers that were made, suddenly many vampires who appeared from their invisibility surrounded them. If Roberts hadn't had a premonition in advance and hurriedly warned him, the first few people who had been in front of him would have been taken down directly.

But even so, the form at the moment is extremely unoptimistic, dozens of guns are pointed at them, and no one can do anything.

In their dealings with humans, modern vampires have long been aware of the power of firearms, and many vampires no longer use their natural strength and physique to fight, but instead use their physical strengths to become fast gunslingers. Their eyesight and agility make them high-speed and accurate gunslingers, and Roberts could have won one-on-one, but dozens of gun-wielding vampires ......

Where exactly did they come from?

Roberts was thinking about it, and Uberto was thinking about it.

Because of the sheer size of the hardware equipped with the AI-assisted tiramisu, Uberto was forced to choose a small, lightweight watch that was less powerful than the homemade machine he had in New York, not to mention the supercomputer that took up an entire basement. As a result, his intelligence gathering has dropped to an unprecedented level, with only a few thousand key areas around the world being monitored by satellite and a handful of surveillance.

At this moment, this is the most vulnerable moment for this genius who calls himself the "Nameless World Dominator", but even if he is so vulnerable, he is not so easy to be discovered, how did these vampires finally come here despite the bright daylight and satellite surveillance of Antarctica? Uberto doesn't know, is it using stealth ability to evade surveillance? But as long as the stealth is lifted, Uberto will be immediately detected, how can they maintain such a long period of invisibility......

"yes, I don't think so. ”

Uberto and the three had to retreat slowly under the approach of many vampires, but even so, he gritted his teeth and said, but anyone could tell that he was just stiff-mouthed.

After all, he is a hacker after all, although he has huge power and can invisibly drive the world to work for him, but what hackers are most afraid of is being exposed to the sun, relying on the network he can make superpowers helpless, but when they meet head-on, even just a little hooligan can easily beat him down.

"yes, then let me see what power you have......"

Despite this, the man in the black trench coat at the head of the group raised his vigilance, he had never underestimated the strength of this thin young man, and the ability to turn the monastery and the Freemasons around had proven his strength and wisdom, so how would he save himself next?

His eyes were fixed on the few people in front of him......

"Roberts!"

Suddenly, Uberto yelled, is it relying on Roberts?The attention of the man in the black trench coat was on Roberts' gaze, and he was trying to pull out the gun from his waist. However, Roberts was quick, and the men in the black trench coat were faster than them.

The hand pressed on his waist was suddenly pulled out, and it didn't even take 0.001 seconds to record the speed that the human retina could not record.

Both Roberts and Wendy were too slow in front of him.

"Bang!"

There was a bang, and the bullet hit Roberts' wrist, and with the splatters of flesh, the pistol that he was holding fell to the ground.

However......

"Poof!"

A soft sound came, and the man in the black trench coat suddenly felt bad, what was going on!!

He followed the voice, only to see the little human girl hiding behind Wendy holding a small pistol, the muzzle of which was aimed at him...... He had considered all the situations, and he had thought about how a few people could either escape or raid, but he had ignored this inconspicuous human girl!

The voice wasn't trying to get Roberts to make a move, but to make the human girl shivering behind Wendy, who no one had ever paid attention to.

"It's over. ”

The thin young man's chuckle rang out.

"Whoa......

With that bullet, the ceiling of the hall above his head suddenly shattered, and with the glass-like substance shattered, a vast white light shot into it......

Outside, it's the polar day of the South Pole.

"It's the sun......"

With screams and screams, many vampires turned to ashes and disappeared into the sunlight, and some quick to react quickly turned into bats and fled.

......

And just outside the Antarctic base, surrounded by a group of people, a man in a black burqa looked up at the magnificent complex in front of him, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Could there have been such a civilization in ancient Atlantis. ”

"It's just a world built by a group of mortals, insignificant in the presence of our lord. ”

Beside the man was a hunchbacked old monk, his excessively curved spine as if there was a huge turtle shell growing on his back, and he was holding a cane together in both hands, as if he was unable to support his heavy body without this, and under the monk's robe, the erect snake pupils with green light were indifferent. The old monk spoke in a strange voice, a pious voice that spoke as if it were blasphemous.

Glancing at the old monk beside him, the man said.

"Brother Crawens, if it's not for the fact that we've known each other for over a hundred years, I'm really not sure if you're still the master of the Xunshan Hermitage Order, or if you're actually possessed by something. ”

In the man's opinion, the current Xunshan hermit will become extremely strange, in his impression that it is a hermit organization composed of a group of fanatical believers and old monks, who believe in God and at the same time master many secrets, but at this moment it has completely changed, and the belief in God has been replaced by a cult of evil gods that they call "the father of the snake".

In the past, the old friar wore the crucifixion of Jesus around his neck, but now the cross is long gone, replaced by a serpentine totem on his body.

"It is not man who is chasing knowledge, but knowledge who is chasing man, and its chase is cruel and merciless, like an eagle chasing a rabbit on the ground. ”

Inexplicably, the old monk said as if talking to himself.

The old monk who seemed to fall down when the wind blew, but exuded an inexplicable dangerous aura, his dry lips said in a low voice, there was only coldness in his eyes, and the top of the cane in his hand was entangled by a python relief, and the python's eyes seemed to be watching the world.

"In the past, the monastic thought that we had preserved the truth of the world, but it was not that we had preserved the truth of the world, but that the truth had chosen us, that we were too close to the truth, and therefore that we had seen a more real world. We are not corrupted, but the monastic has found something that should really be worshipped. ”

"It's ridiculous that a small human being should be arrogant enough to think that he can keep the secrets of the gods. ”

"I'm not interested in this kind of godly chatter, I just want to know if the world key is really as wonderful as you say?"

The man on the side frowned, and then said.

"Isn't it the power of our Lord that you can appear in the middle of the day in the Antarctic, but you only need to put on a burqa. Wait, if you obey the will of the monastics, you will get what you want. ”

The hunchbacked old monk squinted his eyes slightly and said in a low voice.

In the man's past cognition, the old monk of the hermit did not like supernatural powers, regarded them as an omission of God when he created the world, and always resisted supernatural powers, although the organization itself was large but not strong, but at this moment this hunchbacked old monk inexplicably brought him a sense of danger and jealousy.

Although the old monk was not looking at him, the man always had a strange feeling, and the old monk's erect snake eyes were looking down on it, and he seemed to be naked in front of it, and the snake eyes were laughing at his ignorance.

"Boom !!"

At this moment, with a loud roar, a saucer-shaped aircraft suddenly flew out of the complex, and then flew straight towards the high altitude and high speed contrary to aerodynamics, and some embarrassed bats flew out of the complex at this time.

The man's face turned pale, and the old monk's low laughter sounded beside him.

"Huh...... See, Charles, the men you sent have been defeated and fled, and you can't catch them at this moment, but those four have the will of our lord on their shoulders, and they will go to the moon to bring about the awakening of our lord...... This is a great will that cannot be disobeyed, and no one can stop the fate in the dark. ”

The man was silent for a moment, and laughed inexplicably.

"Am I careless? Sure enough, Knight Evan, even after you died, your descendants continued to stop me, it seems that it was wrong to let your last descendants go...... Jill Roberts. ”

Looking at the flying saucer that was constantly moving away, Charles Louis Napoleon Bonaparte, the famous Emperor Napoleon III did not try to stop it, the old friars had repeatedly proved to him that their prophetic power was too strong to try again.

On top of the flying saucer, Roberts looked through the glass mirror at the ice and snow world, the man in black who was looking at the direction of the flying saucer, the two seemed to be looking at each other, and when he saw the man, his body froze inexplicably.

"Louis Napoleon Bonaparte, it's you ......"

There was disbelief in the murmuring voice, and ...... Deep resentment.

It was as if it was back in that spring, the blood-strewn castle in the night, the strange creatures, the indifferent man.

......

And just as the flying saucer was rising, at the same time, on the vast African savannah, a naked man walked on the ground.

His body was naked, not an inch, his solid and powerful muscles were distinct, his fair skin had a strange luster, and his calm and steady steps revealed a kind of coldness and horror invisibly.

"Hoo ......"

When his feet touched the ground, the ground he touched turned black, the moist earth withered and cracked, and the plants and trees died, and the birds flying above his head suddenly died, as if death was by his side, constantly harvesting life on the ground.

The world's oldest murderer walks on the ground.

He will not go near the humans, but will only occasionally look at the human city, the punishment of the gods has made him lose his contact with the human world, and he will always have to live in the wilderness with wild beasts and monsters.

And suddenly, the oldest human cursed by the gods looked up at the sky where there was nothing.

He could feel that there was a will in the darkness that was invisibly pushing everyone forward, and no one could stop him, and he was only silent about what should have been happy for the oldest human being.

Instead of trying to thwart the will or help push it, the oldest human just watched in silence.

......

Not somewhere in the real world, in a world like the legendary hell.

"Woo......"

In the world of molten and flames, billions of monsters struggle and roar in purgatory, angels with broken wings, demon gods with severed heads, multi-legged monsters, and deformed humans...... Countless monsters are struggling in the flames, in a world that has been redefined, they have been forgotten, but they are not willing to be forgotten, they are always longing to return to their former glory.

They want to reappear and return the world to the chaos of the past, the monsters of the wilderness devour humanity, the demons of the palace swagger as kings, this is the world they desire.

But there is a force that is always holding them down, making it impossible for them to escape from here.

At the top of this hellish world is a blood-soaked throne of swords, spears, and halberds, and on that throne sits a thirty-six-winged angel.

The former Son of Radiance was covered in black and gray, and its body was full of wounds, most of its wings were broken, and several pairs of wings had been cut off and pulled out by force, all of which were wounds left by the rebels in Hell.

This world imprisons all the powerful monsters in the old world, and these monsters are so strong that they can even survive in the cracks under the confrontation of gods and demons. This world is not perfect, and as long as the first and last demons are not gone, they will still survive.

In the eyes of all the monsters, this last angel is on the verge of despair, and many angels have left this world, only the last angel born completely from a ray of God's light is still trying his best to guard this world.

"It's going to be overwhelmed soon!"

In the midst of the flames, one of the monsters that wailed in pain screamed, and it wanted to stir up the other monsters to start a new rebellion, but the many monsters surrounded the angel on the throne with ill intentions, and the angel lay on the throne as if he were asleep, but they did not dare to come any closer.

All the monsters knew that it wouldn't last long, but just a hundred years ago, all the monsters thought the same, but a hundred years have passed, and the angel who seems to be going to dissipate at any time has never dissipated, and has always struggled to hold on.

No one wants to test the limits of this former king of angels with himself.

And only this king of angels knows that he is indeed about to be unable to support it, so he must solve that matter as soon as possible......

"Find the sculpture that sealed Satan's heart as soon as possible......"

On top of the flying saucer, a weak voice came into Uberto's ears from the angel pendant around his neck, and listening to the voice, Uberto's face showed nothing, he was always operating the flying saucer, only occasionally staring at Wendy not far away, with a bit of distrust in his eyes.

......

In the abandoned Crystal Heavenly Palace, on the chessboard, hundreds of monsters of all sizes and heads prostrate on the earth, and the voices of the whole world are gradually converging, and in one of them an extremely small head is brewing.

For this monster, this head is extraordinary, it once had the opportunity to control all the heads, from the "nameless world ruler" to the real "world ruler", so that this monster that has always been in chaos is unified, but it gives up, because it has more important things to do, this matter is far more important than being the "king of the world".

Monsters with thousands of heads are muttering unconsciously, but the inexplicable countries of the world are beginning to converge, and the intelligence agencies of various countries are beginning to operate, and they are constantly exchanging information......

To the sleeping monster, humans are immature young beasts, small insects, but even though this young beast is weak and afraid of the irresistible power, it also has something to be proud of, it is the most successful creature on this planet, it has defeated all the species on this planet and finally became the primate of all things, it has its own pride.

Every agent is its outstretched tentacles, every country is its hands and feet, even if the agent dies and the country is infiltrated, the remaining human beings will continue to try to fight back until they are completely defeated, or find those unlikely opportunities for victory.

"Do you think you'll always be in charge......

In front of the sleeping behemoth, the newborn monster was roaring, but the sleeping behemoth only mocked contemptuously.

......

In the depths of the earth, the occasional unconscious dream sounds, and this voice rings in the minds of all the creatures on the earth, and in the darkness it dominates the creatures on the earth, but they are difficult to perceive.

With that flying saucer to the moon, the new world and the old world, all cause and effect will end here.