Aether Dermon woke up half an hour later.

He confirmed it with the two clocks on the wall and the watch on his wrist, as well as the small electronic watch hidden under the hem of his coat.

These were the habits he used to develop.

Obviously, once a habit is formed, it is difficult to change.

Rubbing his swollen temples, he casually went to get the communicator.

"Esther? Esther? ”

Aitdermon shouted directly.

"Senior Aitdemont, are you awake?"

Esther's voice of surprise came from inside the communicator, which made Edmond breathe a sigh of relief.

Esther is fine, proving that there is a lot of room for redemption.

Ette Dermon knew Lawrence well.

Once the back hand arranged by the other party is really activated, the nearest Esther and the others will definitely have no chance of survival.

"Tell me more about what happened below."

Aitdemund unplugged the infusion tube and stood up from the bed, refusing to be examined by the doctor.

He was well aware of the condition of his body.

Weak, but only because of exertion.

There were no injuries.

However, after standing up, he still stumbled several times.

Aitdemund smiled bitterly.

It's been a long time since I've been in this state, and it's a terrible feeling right now.

Aitdemont's heart was full of helplessness.

And Esther, who heard the voice through the communicator, hurriedly asked:

"Senior Aitdemon, are you alright?"

"It's fine."

"Tell me what happened after I fell unconscious."

"Yes, after you fell unconscious, ...... happened"

Esther spoke quickly, but concisely told what had just happened.

Accidents involving two D-Class personnel.

Arrange traps that are misinduced, and then set guards......

It's exactly Lawrence's style.

Hearing that the big lizard seemed to be able to evolve and adapt, Aitdermon frowned.

The stronger the guard, the stronger the thing being guarded.

Moreover, according to Lawrence's style of acting, that thing or that existence must be in a state of being suppressed, but it can just contain the guards!

Once the guards leave.

That thing or that being will erupt into a real catastrophe completely.

However, with Lawrence's malicious character, it will naturally not be so simple.

What the other party wants is that after they worked hard to solve the guards, they found out that they had done something wrong, and killed the guards themselves, releasing the despair of the real 'devil'.

What could that thing or that being be?

To be able to hide from the 'asylum' headquarters, that thing wouldn't be too big, and again, in normal times, it wouldn't be anything unusual.

Coupled with the choice of 'caretaker' and the construction of the underground, the scope narrows again.

Under normal circumstances, it must be that we can see it everywhere.

But once it erupts, it's an extremely terrifying thing.

It's just that......

Is this kind of layout really something that Lawrence can accomplish alone?

Ette Dermon knew Lawrence well.

The other party is insidious and cunning, and has a considerable position in the headquarters.

But, that is, 'quite'.

It's not really a one-handed cover.

After all, the other side did not even enter the organized council.

And also!

And most importantly!

Why does it happen to be 'Aung Thane'?

Exactly what happened to be laid out here, and then, just like this, the 'war' broke out?

Isn't it too much of a coincidence?

What else is there that I don't know?

Could it be......

Thinking of this, Ett Damon stared.

He didn't want to admit it, but when so many doubts appeared, only that answer could explain,

However, Ettdermon did not speak to Estedor.

"I'll be right here."

That's all he said.

There are some things that the more you know, the better.

Especially if there is a high probability of being spied on.

Aitdemund looked at the communicator around his waist as he walked out.

He then used the communicator to dial the phone at headquarters.

This isn't the first time he's dialed.

Before the 'war' broke out, he dialed through.

First, it means that the situation is beyond their expectations.

Second, it is natural to ask for reinforcements.

"I'm Wayne."

A stern female voice came, and as long as she heard this voice, she would involuntarily appear in her mind an unapproachable, stereotyped, middle-aged woman with high power, sharp eyes, combed hair, and glasses.

"I'm Aitdermon."

"The battle has exceeded our expectations, and the attack on the 'Temple' has been halted by the 'Court of Night Stalkers.'"

"Moreover, Hydra has opened underground shelters to provide shelter for civilians."

Aitdemont told the truth.

"Hmm."

"What else?"

The other side of the communicator asked as if usual.

But when it fell on the ears of Aitdemont at this time, it made him feel a pang in his heart.

And also......

Sure enough, does the headquarters know?

And the time when the communicator was picked up just now, almost instantaneously...... Wayne is waiting for my news!

Aitdemon, who quickly made a judgment, immediately stared slightly.

Is Wayne the opposing force that represents Lawrence?

Or is it infighting among the same forces?

The infighting of the same forces, Aitdemont does not know too much.

The 'shelter' is no exception.

Of course, this time the 'infighting' may be different.

Because, there are some other existences mixed in.

The existence that moves the whole body: the old man who opened the new century with a punch of 'peace'.

Arras's grandfather!

The information of the other party in Aung Shing should be known to the headquarters of the 'shelter'.

That's why this series of arrangements appeared.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain it.

Is it a temptation?

Aitdermon thought to herself, her gaze returning to normal in an instant.

"At the base of Ang Thanh, I discovered Lawrence's 'back hand'!"

"It is not possible to determine the danger in detail for the time being, but based on the 'anomalous' of the current exposure, the potential danger should be extremely high!"

"The Masked Man is helping us fight that anomaly."

Aitdemund said truthfully.

"Understood."

"Reinforcements will arrive soon."

"Hold on."

Wayne ended the call.

Ett Dermon picked up the communicator again, this time not Esther, but Patsy.

"How's Patcy doing?"

Ett Dermon asked.

"We all went into the underground shelter and everything was fine."

Patsy replied.

"Well, that's good."

"Rest assured, everything will pass."

"We'll all gather around the table again to tell Danvers on my behalf that I'm looking forward to her cooking."

Aether Damon told Patcy as if it were normal concern.

Without any superfluous words, he hung up the communicator.

Hopefully Patsy will be in time!

Ettmund thought silently in his heart, and after putting the communicator on his waist, he nodded at Clark and Litus, who were carrying a large number of heavy weapons, special weapons, ammunition, and two reserve mobile teams.

"We'll be able to kill that big lizard this time."

Litus said viciously.

He had already learned what was going on underground through the communicator.

Although his person did not die in the real sense, the thrill made the vice-captain feel frightened.

And for the big lizard that made him almost lose his men, Liszt didn't have any good feelings.

"Hmm."

Aitdemont did not deny it.

Clark led the way without saying a word.

The group quickly entered the emergency passage and headed underground.

And at the end of the call, Patsy, who was holding the communicator, had a solemn face.

Before the outbreak of the war, Aether had made a pact with her that if something happened, he would contact her and remind her with words of advice and concern.

So, the real answer lies in the words just now.

Danvers was mentioned, but Danvers was right next to me.

So, certainly not Danvers himself,

Cooking?

Anyone who has tasted Danvers cooking?

Jason didn't.

The rest of the people tasted it, but Aitdermon said about us, and that was when he was there.

At that time......

Arras is not here!

Arras is in danger?!

Patcy quickly deduced what Aitdermon was trying to say.

Without hesitation, she immediately walked over to the Hydra members on the side.

"Ms. Patsy."

The Hydra members responded respectfully.

The Patsy in front of him, including the child Stark in his belly, has long been regarded as his own by the 'Hydra'.

Moreover, it is also a quasi-high-level.

"Arras is in danger!"

"You must warn her!"

"It should be a targeted trap!"

Patsy said.

"Understood!"

The Hydra member nodded, turned around and began to report upwards.

Passing through the layers, they soon contacted Arras, who was fighting.

At this time, Arras had just smashed an 'anomaly' of rock with a single punch.

"Dangerous?"

Arras was stunned, not because of the news.

It's because, in front of her, a team of people appeared.

It was a heavily armed, face-masking team, six in all, but with a strong aura, and they surrounded Arras as soon as they appeared.

"Ms. Arras, we have no ill will."

"We just wanted to know something about ......"

Bang!

The sound of shotgun shooting rang out.

It was the sound of Arras waving his fist.

She didn't trust the other party.

As Jason said: When you encounter an enemy, strike first!

The tumbling air currents hit the person in front of him, causing the other party's words to stop abruptly.

But what was really scary was Arras's fist.

Because of the hurry, it brought up layers of phantom fists.

Originally, six people were supposed to surround Arras, but under such a dense fist, it was as if they were surrounded by Arras.

"Automatic rifles. Burst shot! ”

"Eula, Ola, Ola, Ola!"

Arras shouted, his fists getting faster and stronger.

On the roof of a building in the distance, a sniper finishes the final tune.

He was ready to aim at Arras.

Before the operation, they made many plans and assigned their own tasks.

And he?

It's the one who 'makes up for mistakes'.

He didn't twist the scope at the first time, let alone look at the target.

Breathe, breathe.

As a good sniper, the opponent adjusts himself.

And then—

Click.

The sound of a broken neck sounded.

"Really."

"I hate you guys who are hiding on the sidelines."

"People are heroes who save the city, how can they be assassinated by a dagger in the shadows?"

"Delay me from playing the game."

Recius muttered under his breath.

Then, he looked up at another place.

The gray-haired Sicott waved at him at the second sniper point not far away, signaling that everything was okay.

When the two met downstairs, Kuya, who had solved the third sniper point, still had obvious anger on his face.

"What is the 'shelter' doing?"

"If you don't have reinforcements, why do you want to attack your own people?"

Kuya said indignantly.

"It's not what the 'shelter' is doing, it's what some of the 'shelter' people are doing!"

"In fact, it's not just a 'shelter', we ......"

"Ahem!"

"Let's get out of here."

"It's not safe here."

Sicott interrupted Resius.

The gray-haired member of the Holy Serpent Society didn't want Kuya to know too much about the shadowy things, even though they had always existed.

Recius rolled his eyes.

But nothing more was said.

He, thinking about his game console too.

It's better to go back quickly, so that you don't have to stay here and think about those troublesome things.

The three of them walked forward quickly, looking at the ruins around them, and Kuya couldn't help but ask.

"You say 'Talon' 13 will be fine, right?"

She hadn't seen 'Talon' since her last 'date'13.

And now the main battlefield of Ang City, facing those anomalies is the 'Night Stalker Court'.

She was worried.

"Don't worry."

"You're not ......"

"Ahem."

"The 'Talon' 13 is very powerful, don't worry."

"We can all handle it, he's much stronger than me, so naturally don't worry."

Recius interrupted Sicott with a few coughs.

Now he and Sicott have confirmed that 'The Mask Man' should be Talon. NO13。

Director Harrow should know too.

But Harrow didn't tell Kuya, apparently he had something in mind.

They don't talk much.

Even for the sake of a quiet life now.

After all, Harrow has a lot more say in his daughters than they do.

I just hope that Kuya won't find any clues.

Recius looked forward to it.

In fact, mentioning Jason and complimenting Jason is too simple to distract Kuya.

"Of course!"

Kuya raised his head and strode forward.

What a deception!

Recius and Sicott exchanged glances, exchanging messages.

Soon, the gray-haired Sicott was praying in a low voice.

"Let's hope the club isn't ruined."

"I hope the ladies I know are safe."

"Hope...... Everything will pass! ”

Recius glanced at his companion and said nothing.

Everything will pass!

After all, this is the city of Ang that has been guarded by the 'Night Stalker' for thousands of years.

There must be no problem!

He was convinced.

……

Click, click!

Amid the sound of the elevator descending rapidly, Aitdermon had gradually adjusted to weakness.

He doesn't have super resilience.

It can only be adaptation.

Thankfully, he's been adapting well so far.

Hopefully the same for a while!

Bite!

The elevator reached the floor, and the moment the elevator door opened, Ett Dermon heard-

'You not only eat my flesh, but you insult my intelligence!' ’

'I'm going to leave you dead without a place to bury!' ’

Without hesitation, Aitdermon spoke up to stop him.

But, it's late.

At the moment when his voice fell.

Squeak, squeak.

A tooth-aching sound suddenly sounded.

Everyone's mind conjured up the image of a door being pushed open.

It is a double door, old, slightly dilapidated, made of solid wood, the door frame, the lower half of the two doors are the same color of wood, the upper half of the door is decorated with a boxy seal, it is a boxy wooden lattice, which should be inlaid with colorful glass, but at this time, it is gray and white.

It's not just glass gray.

Even the double door was gray.

It's like a black and white TV picture.

And at this moment the big lizard is standing in front of the door.

It pushed the double door open with all its might.

Then, once again, it teleported away.

And behind the door......

Hordes, monstrous monsters appeared.

They appear to have been carved out of a mold, 1.8 meters tall, with a vague human form, and are pitch black.

As soon as they appeared, they swarmed towards the nearest Jason.

Facing the tide of monsters, Jason took a deep breath, and he felt some kind of power open up in his body.

There is only one possibility for the emergence of this force-

It's dawn!

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