............

The white coat got up and shouted—"Go!"

I just sat back down and took notes.

Xia Heng: ......

Waste of feelings.

In an instant, Xia Heng felt a strong pain acting indirectly on his nerves, and he could feel it, he ......

【Pain Immunity. MAX: Pain doesn't interfere with your thinking]

【Negative Emotions Immunity. MAX: Negative emotions don't make your body less functional]

He felt good.

But Mo poor is not so good......

Mo Qian only felt that this pain was directly acting on his brain, making him feel like he was being frantically peeled and cramped.

"Uh......"

After the pain, there was a strong feeling of weakness that had been overdrawn into the bone marrow, which quickly swept through all the cells in his body.

This weakness was so strong that Xia Heng was a little unbearable...... Not really.

The gap between Xia Heng's current strength and the strength of the original ordinary people is far greater than the strength gap that Mo Heng has fallen now.

And if you include the unknown containment object Omega-111 in the containment base, the gap is even greater.

After a long time, Mo came out of the stove weakly and muttered, "Now I, if I am hit in the head by a rifle bullet, I will die......"

Xia Heng: ......?

It's a big guy, I can't afford to mess with it, I can't afford to mess with it.

At this time, a shirtless robber Lori came out of another stove next to him, and said to Mo Qian inarticulately: "So what? In front of the containment, what is the difference between you punching the safety door and punching Taishan? ”

That's right, everyone is equal in the face of characteristics......

In addition to Xia Heng's own immunity, which has related characteristics.

From the perspective of Omega-111's information, even the effects of the containment's anomalous effects are considered a kind of "exercise...... If this 111 comes to life, how terrifying would it be?

Xia Heng was thinking nonsense while continuing to watch the first-person view drama of Mo Poor.

......

When Xia Heng was watching the series, the backyard of the system space caught fire.

Not literally on fire...... Instead, a containment breach occurred.

After all, Xia Heng was just an ordinary person who had not participated in any training, and although his strength was quite strong now, he did not understand the containment measures at all.

Simple quarantine is impossible to stop the insurrectionary containment.

For example, the wall of a restless spherical system is nothing, and a random collision turns the wall into an abstract softening.

Then he crashed headlong into the corner of the mythical cloud next door.

[Phase Transformation Ball: Randomly hit a concrete/abstract/imagery thing to make it concrete/abstract/imaged. 】

I saw that in just a few seconds, that small cloud quickly squirmed, turning into a gentle female image.

If Xia Heng were here, he would probably be able to see her analysis like this: [Mythical Cloud (Fragmented) - Personification (Materialization)]

After all, personification is also a kind of materialization...... At least that's what the ball thinks.

At the moment when the woman was fully born, the mythical cloud disappeared with the woman.

......

That's right, it's him again, our hero Little Hill.

(Huh?)

Once again, Hill completed a containment mission, successfully sending a three-headed, six-faced monster into the Devil's Forbidden Cage.

On that day, although the great power who succeeded in the preaching used his supernatural powers to collect many foreign objects, the impact of many foreign objects was not, such as the three-headed six-faced monster, which came out of a glowing cloud.

Hill walked out of the containment base supporting the containment cage and looked up at the sky, feeling extremely comfortable.

Then he saw a glowing cloud streak across the sky.

Hill:......

This story tells us that it's okay not to look at the sky casually.

The clouds flew leisurely by, and a fairy fell.

The woman was dressed in a strange fairy dress, and she didn't seem to belong to any sect, and her style was different from what Hill knew.

The face is not close to ordinary people, and the temperament is beautiful, and it is not like a mortal.

Presumably, probably, it should be the anomalous thing.

But how does it look so good?

"Captain, this ......" a containment team attendant next to him looked at the captain hesitantly.

"Don't act rashly, it could be the innocent people who will be affected. I'll test it first. ”

......

"Who are you?"

“...... I...... My name is...... Called......"

"Are you amnesia?"

"Uh-huh...... I...... I seem to be called Guan...... Close...... Off... Mattress..... Shut down the audio?"

"Strange name...... Aren't you really a local? ”

"Uh-huh. ”

"Would you like to come with me, then?"

"Hmm. ”

......

Then Hill abducted Shiyin's sister who fell from the sky.

This story has been modified by the little henchman's magic and has become a well-known story (?).

......

After about a hundred time scales, the Hill containment team returned to the Cathedral of St. Budo.

"What? you're going to elope with this anomalous monster?" Above the church, Councilor You Lan, who was listening on the sidelines, couldn't believe his ears.

"Mouthful, drag it out. The Pope waved lazily.

Then Councilor You Lan was dragged out again in full view of everyone.

“......”

Hill was unhappy in his heart, and he had to let You Lan rub on the ground for a while.

What a good-looking girl, how did you get in touch with an anomalous monster?!

The Pope straightened his posture, looked Hill and Shiyin up and down a few times, and then collapsed back.

"No, I can't. ”

Hill stiffened: "...... Why?"

Xiao raised his eyebrows: "Because of private affairs, why do you ask me?"

“......”

Xiao looked at the two of them with some disgust: "Don't make a mistake about yourself, do you think I don't know what your situation is? If it weren't for your great achievements, you would have died dozens of time scales ago." ”

“......”

Xiao looked at the silent two people below, and became more and more powerful: "There are ...... more"

"Who are you?" Shiyin said suddenly.

Hill was a little embarrassed, and Shion sometimes said something that didn't know why.

The interrupted owl frowned: "Who am ......I? No, I'm facing you now as a Blue and White Society Special Ombudsman. ”

(Corner Qi Beilin: Well, the Pope, it's good that he's happy.) ）

Shiyin Yu's fingers shook lightly in mid-air: "No...... You're not a thug. ”

Xiao looked at her coldly, "...... Oh, I'm not, so who is?"

"The owl is dead. "The poetry is amazing.

"What?" Ciel was also taken aback, but Shion had also shown some amazing abilities along the way, and she thought she must have discovered something when she said this.

The owl did not speak, and stood up from his seat.

Shiyin didn't make eye contact with him, her eyes fixed on the neck.

There's a necklace there.

Hill looked down and naturally found the necklace as well.

"I remember...... Five hundred time scales ago, at the succession ceremony of the Papal Owl, he did not wear it at that time, the Pope Owl never bathed and changed clothes, only used spells to cleanse the body, and would not change his clothes......"

Where did that necklace come from?

Xiao gritted his teeth, waved a piece of eighth- and nineth-level magic, and slammed towards Shiyin with great momentum.

The heat wave envelops the holy light, and the shock wave is mixed with illusion.

The poetry is a little empty, the bottle is revealed, and it is revealed.

The crystal clear dew drifted away, indifferently dissipated a number of spirit-level spells, calmly pierced through the necklace, and along the way, penetrated the hundred and eight defensive magic techniques and defensive enchantments on the owl's body, and then silently pierced through the thin body.

False Pope, pawn.

............