The ground floor of Tirnano, 1,300 meters underground, is in the body of a huge building, but as the elevator continues to descend, there is always an inexplicable sense of fear when you learn that you have gone so deep underground.

Of course, there is no such problem with the staff here.

Walking out of the elevator with a glass shell, Annanbo felt a little uncomfortable, because in this place, the area above the -30th floor is all fully transparent, and all the places are made of special envoy tempered glass to be used as a wall, which gives Annanbo the feeling that he is being watched all the time.

However, when Annanberg asked, isn't there a place where there is no glass?

John replied, of course, that for safety, no glass is used in the toilet cubicles.

This eventually made John decide to teach in the St. Petersburg Cluster of Russia, rather than be a civil servant here.

There is only one office area on the ground floor, and the -60th floor, which has a really solid floor, is much wider than the areas above, except for the usual precision instruments and the neatly arranged glass cabins filled with culture fluid.

However, the glass cabin was not filled with a cherished creature, but with the body of a human being with distinct characteristics.

"Stunned?" With his hands behind his back, John smiled at Annanberg behind him as he walked slowly forward.

With a light smile, Annanbo said indifferently: "General." ”

In fact, he was already stunned.

"You're surprised at why those pods are human, let me tell you, they can't be human." The smile on his face dissipated, and John said in a deep voice, "They have long been corpses, and they were able to come back to life because they received a call from Valkyrie and were reborn from Valkyrie with the power of the gods!" ”

"But they're still dead?" Pointing to the cultivation chamber, Annanbo asked with a frown.

"Of course, immortality is just a title, don't people always like to call those beings who have come back from the dead undead?" Smiling blandly, John spread out his hands, as if to show those who came back from the dead.

"This is the advantage of our geographical location, we are close to the battlefield, we can get excellent specimens, and use their bodies as a study to find out how the power of God resurrected humans, is it just a simple physical manipulation, or is it a genetic modification?"

"If there is a breakthrough in this point, it may become our strongest tool for killing gods in the future!"

Looking at the scrappy John, Annanberg was silent.

"You brought me down just to see this?"

"Of course not, you're right with me."

Along the way, the researchers in white coats all stared at the materials in their hands or the samples in front of them, thinking, or a few people were carefully discussing some specialized issues that Annanbo didn't understand at all.

In short, none of them noticed either of them.

Pushing open a hidden door, John walked into a separate laboratory.

"Hello, Mr. John." A gray-haired, middle-aged professor stepped forward and held out his hand to John.

"Eight hundred meters underground, how are you doing? Are there any signs of degeneration into cave people? My esteemed Professor Blake Lee" shook Blake's hand and John laughed.

Blake also smiled casually: "If this is really the case, I can be regarded as a contribution to the academic world." ”

"Your mind is the best contribution. But you must not become like those barbarians, that is a loss. Letting go of Blake's hand, the smile on John's face calmed, "How's it going?" I heard that you have some results here? ”

Speaking of this, Blake's face suddenly sank, and he stretched out his hand and said, "See for yourself." ”

Taking the notebook from Blake's hand, John glanced at it and frowned.

"Blood pressure 360mmHG? Is this systolic blood pressure? ”

"That's right, and the diastolic blood pressure is 0."

John didn't speak, just read the record flatly, it's very simple, everything recorded on it is far beyond the data benchmark of a normal person, whether it is this systolic blood pressure, or a high body temperature of 96 °C, it is enough for an ordinary person to die on the spot.

"These numbers don't say anything, after all, you're not dealing with a human or a lion that can be seen at any time in the animal world column, it's an unnamed monster."

"We know that, and we don't mean to show you the details." Blake looked at John and said, "I just want to say that as of yesterday, all of these numbers were zeros. ”

"You mean, that guy, is showing signs of activity?" John's eyes widened.

"I can't be sure, so far, its brain waves have not changed in any way, if all of these indicators are normal, it should be a vegetative-like existence."

John raised his hand to cover his mouth, frowning in thought.

"Hey, what the hell are you talking about?" Annanbo was a little impatient, and listened to them for a long time but didn't hear a reason.

"Oh yes." Raising his head in consciousness, John stretched out his hand and said, "Excuse me, Professor Black, take us to see that thing." ”

"No problem, please come with me."

Following Blake, John and Annanberg, they entered an observation room inside the laboratory.

Separated by a large tempered glass window, inside the observation room, is a 5*5*5m³ space, and in the center of that space, a fully transparent container is placed.

"This time, I just want to borrow your eyesight to help me take a look at this thing." Raising his hand, John pointed towards the inner barn.

Following John's hand, Annanberg's gaze fell on the presence in the container.

In the liquid of the jar, a pitch-black body floated, with a head and limbs like a human, but at the end of the limbs, where the hands and feet should have been, several tentacles were split.

The most worrying thing is that I don't know where this creature's face is, on his head, where the face should have been born, but it is pitch black, like an abyss, in the abyss there are dots of flashes of light, staring for a long time, it feels like being in the boundless universe of billions of galaxies.

In addition to being shocked, Annanbo found that he could not take his eyes off the vast starry face, as if there was an invisible attraction that forced his gaze to gather, and he also felt that an emotion that had not been surging for a long time.

An indescribable fear from the depths of the soul.

Suddenly, the instruments in the entire observation room began to roar, and the broken lines and digital data displayed on the various radio monitors changed dramatically, and the culture liquid in the container containing the strange body seemed to boil, and it tumbled violently!

"What's going on!"

John's pupils contracted suddenly, and the researchers around him scrambled to check for equipment malfunctioning.

Seeing the cold sweat rolling down Annanberg's face, John's face changed and he looked towards the container.

Faintly, an unknown force seemed to be slowly seeping out of that cultivation cabin.

"Hell!"

Gritting his teeth and scolding, John jerked up his left hand, and on the back of his left hand, an obscure pattern was flashing with a dark golden light.

Super A-level stigmata, soul suppression, the effect is to create a soul suppression space that can ban all spiritual arts, and the maximum range can include most of Tiernano, for spiritual power manipulators, such an empty line is tantamount to the most dangerous place in the world.

However, whether or not the spiritual power emanating from the body of that unknown creature can only be made first, at least not to sit idly by.

However, John never thought that he would sit still, because the security system set up in the Tiernano branch contained a large number of alchemical weapons and mechanisms, and even Loki would have to suffer a little if he wanted to enter.

The surrounding movement gradually calmed down, the culture liquid in the cabin was like a kettle with the power disconnected, the boiling splash gradually disappeared, and in just a dozen seconds, everything returned to calm.

"What the hell is that thing!" Annamper, who was gasping for breath and finally breaking free from the monster, asked.

"Now we just want to know what it is, that's why we will carry out this research, and we in Tyrnano are the top priority, because this body is the only one, and the headquarters has put it in our hands." Touching the back of his left hand with his right hand, John sighed, "Don't tell anyone about this matter, don't keep it secret, understand?" ”

Annanbo nodded silently.

"Did you see anything?"

Annanberg shook his head, he didn't see anything, for his mind was focused on getting rid of the fear of the unknown.

As if expected, John was not discouraged and smiled slightly.

"Okay, come back with me."

Walking out of the observation room, Annanbo unconsciously turned back and glanced at the black tentacle monster floating in the cabin like a specimen.

What was it that gave him so much fear?

"There's a task for you to do." On the elevator, John said with his hands behind his back.

"Let's hear it first."

"This time it's not far away, in Russia, the city of Yakutsk."

Annanberg glanced at John with slanted eyes.

"You know I hate cold places that make my pipe unusable."

"I'm also bored here because I can't go to rock concerts all the time, understand? You also have to know that you are the least student and the most idle, otherwise how can an errand fall on you? ”

Annanberg couldn't argue.

"The northern snowfields of Yakuzk, where it seems that there is a magnetic field distortion caused by the reaction of the spiritual forces that exist underground, that place was one of the battlefields of the year, and there, we killed Fenrir."

"The giant wolf Fenrir who can devour everything?" Annanbo's brow furrowed, and he already had a hunch that what was going to happen next was not a joke.

"Although it was said that it was killed, it was actually Fenrir who was seriously injured and escaped, that was our first battle, in order to boost morale, but the truth has always been haunted by the high-level, if Fenrir is really sleeping in Siberia, then if he wakes up, he may directly affect Russia and China, two countries that are very important to us, and this is also the meaning of our Tyrnano's existence."

Annanbo was silent, and after a long time, he said, "So, you want me to go and see, and if it's true, kill that husky?" ”

"My dear Ann, I haven't asked you to do the work of trucking the earth, all you need is to investigate, and then give back information, and I will solve the rest."

A faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and Annanbo picked up his pipe and took a puff, only to find that the tobacco had long since turned into ice.

"Is there anything else?"

"Take this with you." John handed a book to Annanberg, who looked down at the cover of the book, which read "Necronomicon" in large gilt letters

"Necronomicon?" Taking the beautifully bound book, Annanberg smiled a little dejectedly, "A niche but best-selling mythology? To be honest, I'm stressed to see this now, because I feel like we've got a lot more enemies. ”

However, there was no smile on John's face, and he said calmly: "The original translation of Abdullah Al-Hasad, edited by Howard Phillips Lovecraft, is different from the things sold on the market, you can see for yourself." ”

"Isn't Abdullah a fiction of Lovecraft?" Flipping through the book in his hand, Annanbo asked absentmindedly.

John didn't speak, reaching out and patting him on the shoulder.

"Alright, you can go."

Annanberg stared at John with some puzzlement, put the book away, and was about to leave when he suddenly turned his head: "By the way, about that matter......"

"If it's a matter of scoring, I've already said it, as long as that Liang Hexiao wins the super A-level stigma, I'll make an exception for him to be evaluated by S-level."

"It's a deal." Shaking his fingers, Annanbo said with a serious face, and then turned and walked in the direction he came.

Looking at Annanberg's back until he disappeared from view, John reached out and beckoned to him.

Footsteps sounded in the corridor, and I saw a girl in a milky white sweatshirt and a blue plaid skirt walking unhurriedly, walked in front of John, pulled the box used to hold the guitar on her back with her hand, and bowed her head slightly to him.

"You're still wearing a skirt here? That's how you chose one of the two options? ”

The girl raised her head, revealing a spotless and delicate face, and her serious gaze seemed to reveal a meticulous look towards everything, and said to John: "My leggings are specially made and very warm. ”

"yes, then bring me two when you want." Looking at the word 'Already' on the girl's sweatshirt, John said jokingly.

"Sir, that's a lady's item."

"I know, why are you so bad at joking?" Sighing a little helplessly, John's face became serious, and he looked at the girl squarely and said, "Yu Hitomi, give you a task." ”

Rain Hitomi straightened up, looking up at John like a soldier.

"My former student, Annanbo, is now a tutor in the gathering place, and he recruited a new student named Liang Xiao."

As he spoke, John took out a folded piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Rain Hitomi.

If Annanberg had been present, he might have loudly questioned why John had a portrait of Liang Xiao and such detailed information, but pretended not to know when talking to him.

"This person, you help me keep an eye on him, of course this may be a bit overkill for you, but the stakes are high, don't take it lightly, understand?"

Yu Tong roughly swept the contents of the paper, and then nodded.

"Guaranteed to get the job done."

"I'll explain to the people over there, and I'll also arrange a place for you to live outside, but you must hide your identity so as not to be discovered, you are too eye-catching." John said, "You see, I'm not talking about your looks, but even your looks alone can attract a whole bunch of little virgins there. ”

"Do you have any other tasks?" There was a slightly displeased expression on Yutong's face, but she had long been accustomed to John, an old and unserious boss, and still asked seriously.

Sighing for the absence of this guy with no sense of humor, John shook his head: "Just notify me if there is an abnormality, that's all." ”

Nodding, Yu Tong turned around and walked away calmly.

Looking at the back of the rain pupil, John's brows slowly twisted together.

He told Annanbo that the letter from the Soul Killer could be ignored, but in fact it was not, and that the letter from China not only denounced Annanbo's various transgressive crimes, but also pointed out that Liang Xiao, a student recruited by Annanbo, could use the abilities of a god in that war, and the letter did not specify which god it was.

However, this was enough to sound the alarm bell in John's heart, because the role of Valkyrie and her Valhalla in that war made both spirit masters and soul killers begin to pay attention to the role of divine power on human beings, can divine power cause control or other invisible effects on human beings on a large scale?

The existence of those cultivation chambers underground is to answer this question.

Therefore, he must watch this so-called Liang Xiao, if he really has anything to do with God......

Perhaps, he is about to tear his face with the best student he once had.

"That's why I'm going to give you enough face like this, and let my only 'S' here do this kind of surveillance work, which is already considered benevolent."

With a faint smile on his face, John's expression was a little helpless.

When I used to be a mentor, I didn't think about so many things, but now there are some faint signs of baldness.

On the underground tarmac, a small helicopter was parked next to the plane that Annanberg was originally riding, and Nanqi was standing outside the helicopter, waving at Annanberg.

"What are you doing standing here? Isn't it cold? Annanbo wrapped his coat tightly and looked at Nanqi with a relaxed face in some consternation.

"Use this."

Pulling back the coat that was put on the outside, the corners of Annanbo's mouth couldn't help twitching, because he saw that Nanqi's coat was full of warm babies.

"Tsk, damn it, I forgot that there is such a sweet thing in this world." Shaking his head in frustration, Annanberg pointed to the plane he was on and said, "I don't have to sit separately this time, I have something to do." ”

"You go and I'll go back to the gathering place?"

"If you want to be beautiful, let's go together, otherwise what will I take you out for?"

With an unreasonable snort, Annanbo walked straight onto the cabin.

"What task?"

"Kill the dog."

"Huh?"

In Nanqi's astonished voice, the propeller of the helicopter began to rotate, and the blockade dozens of meters above his head gradually opened.

"Teacher, is it okay for him to go alone? I remember if today wasn't the time for those guys to come to us this month? ”

"I know, that's why he went alone, it's fun."