"I see, I see."

Faced with a humanoid angel composed of light, Adelaide excitedly operated the instrument and recorded a large amount of data.

"Huh! How did you stop? The light suddenly dissipated, revealing a somewhat tired blonde female knight, and Adelaide immediately shouted in dissatisfaction.

"I can't maintain the Holy Sword for long." Eleanor replied.

Of course, it's okay to hold on, but it's definitely going to be paralyzed again. Looking at Adelaide's gasping face with excitement, Eleanor really didn't want to be paralyzed in front of this obviously problematic bishop, God knows what would happen next.

"That's right." Adelaide also calmed down, and said with one hand, "It seems that the maximum duration of the Indomitable Holy Sword is much longer than the limit of Charlemagne and Roland recorded in the legend, which is worthy of ......."

She almost said "worthy of my sister", but fortunately swallowed it back in time, took out a bottle of spray from the bag of the white coat, and threw it to Eleanor:

"Here's for you."

"What is this?" Eleanor catches the spray.

"Diluted Modafinil." Adelaide shrugged, "Actually, it's 2-[(diphenyl)sulfoxide]acetamide, a central nervous system stimulant, and taking a sip in your mouth can greatly enhance your willpower and prolong the duration of the Indomitable Holy Sword. ”

"Thank you." Eleanor silently stuffed it into a bag, intending to go back and give it to Nola.

In fact, before coming here, Asker had told her:

If the other party wants you to perform the Unyielding Holy Sword, you can deal with it however you want, because the transcendent swordsmanship can never be analyzed.

However, if the other person asks you to eat something, don't eat it. As with prosthetic modification, drug abuse is also a feature of Solomon, and a well-behaved girl should not be touched even a little.

Seeing her put the spray in her pocket, Adelaide didn't care, but said lightly:

"The half-life of Modafinil is 10-15 hours, and you can take a sip when you feel tired, but you can't take it more than 2 times a day."

Don't worry, I won't try a bite. Eleanor thought silently.

"Speaking of which." Adelaide continued to look at the instrument data, and after finding that he could not draw any useful conclusions from it, he moved another chair and began to care about his sister's lifelong events, "Have you confessed to your regimental leader?" ”

Elinor:???!!!

"Did you misunderstand something?" The blonde female knight forcibly squeezed out an inexplicable expression and said, "I am just a pure comrade-in-arms relationship with our regimental commander......"

"Oh, really?" Adelaide didn't doubt it, "That's great." ”

"What's so good?" Eleanor asked.

"Yes." Adelaide put his hands on the back of his chair and said casually, "Your team is more competitive, and I don't recommend you wading in the muddy waters with those people." ”

Elinor:..................

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"These materials ......," Mi'er flipped through the documents on the table in the research room, "I can't read them at all." ”

Mia ran to one of the cultivation tanks, staring at the soaked human body in a daze.

"It's also very simple, we can pull another priest and ask." Rasul said with a smile, pulling a priest out of the void. The other party froze, as if he hadn't yet adapted to it, and then was about to speak, but his eyes became dull again.

"What kind of experiments are you doing in this chamber?" Rasul asked.

"Transcendental Ability Replication Experiment." The priest replied mechanically, "We will clone multiple samples of the genes of the transcendentals, and try to achieve bloodline abilities similar to those in the cloned human body. ”

"How did it turn out?" Rasul asked again.

"The genetic material extracted from the ontology can only have part of the mutilated characteristics of the ontology after being cultivated and reconstructed in the human body." The priest replied, "Crippled to the point where it is impossible to even use the extraordinary abilities possessed by the Being." ”

"So, what about the Transcendent Beings used to clone?" Rasul asked, "Is it in this cabin too?" ”

The ontology of the experiment was named Francis, from the port city of Syracuse in Sicily, and was captured by the Templars in April 237 of the Sixth Age. Subsequent experiments entered the third stage, and the experiment itself had lost its usefulness, so it was destroyed after approval by the Scientific Ethics Committee according to the regulations of the Extraordinary Class IV project. The priest replied sluggishly.

was destroyed.

Mi'er's pupils shrank slightly, and Mia also pressed the short knife on her forearm, her expression solemn.

The two little girls are not novices on the battlefield, and they have also ended the lives of many enemies with their own hands, so they are not a compassionate character. However, when I heard the word "destroyed" and thought about the meaning behind it, I still couldn't contain a strong chill.

In other words, the transcendent in this experiment...... Even the attribute of being a "human" was completely deprived by the Holy See.

Mia suddenly drew her dagger and the priest's form had disappeared into thin air - Rasul relieved the priest of his maintenance.

"Why don't you let me kill him?" Mia asked.

"It doesn't make sense." Rasul replied, "There are infinite lines of world around the world we live in. ”

"In almost every world, there is a Holy See that conducts witch hunting against the transcendents, and there are a large number of priests in each Holy See, can you kill them all?"

"I can't." Mia replied confidently, "But I'm relieved! Thoughts! ”

Rasul: ???

"Okay, then you kill." Rasul stretched out his hand and pulled one of the priests out.

Mia:..................

"No need." She put away her dagger hatefully, "Who knows if this priest is still not the one just now." ”

"So, you saw it too." "The papal domination of the whole world is based on the exploitation of the common people at the bottom, as well as the suppression and slaughter of the transcendental," Rasul concluded. ”

"As long as ordinary people are willing to be oppressed, they may still be able to survive. And as long as the transcendent does not have the strength to compete with the Holy See, he will immediately encounter a tragic and unpredictable fate. ”

"Whether you accept it or not, you are already transcendent, and you are naturally on the opposite side of the Holy See. The tide will one day descend again, and your spirituality will be suppressed, and the power of the Holy See will no longer be weakened without interruption. ”

"At that time, what will the Holy See do if it strikes at you again? Without the strength of the Antichrist, what would you do if they chose to attack Asker? ”

Mia's brow furrowed, and she felt that what Rasul said made perfect sense. You must know that the lifespan of the transcendent is extremely long, and the demon tide cannot be at the peak forever, once it falls back again, won't everyone's strength be suppressed?

And the attitude of the Holy See towards the transcendent has been made clear, what will it do when the demon tide returns...... What else can be done? In the past, when the demon tide didn't rise, were all those horror witch hunts all over the continent fun?

"I see what you mean." Mi'er frowned and said, "But what we're seeing now is what you want us to see." ”

"After all, the quickest way to promote an alliance is to create a common enemy. However, until now, I don't know what the revolutionary army is, how can I join you? ”

"It's not about joining us, it's about leading us." "It's fate. ”

"So I really can't believe it." Mi'er said helplessly, "Your Excellency Rasul, if one day fate arranges for you to die, will you willingly accept it?" ”

"If my death is worth enough." Rasul smiled meaningfully, "I'll take it." ”

Mi'er sighed, "But I'm sure I won't." ”

"Well, I didn't expect to convince you this time or twice." Rasul said in a relaxed tone, "Then let's get out of here first." ”

The trio left the Lateran Palace and returned to their original clothing store. Rasul flipped a few times from behind the counter and pulled out the reward that had been prepared in advance.

The recipe for Shadow IV, the corresponding spiritual material, and the personal dagger of Lancelot, the chief knight of the Round Table, the only transcendent in history to master the Sword of Ripples.

"Here you go, Miya." Rasul tossed it to Mia, who quickly and quickly caught it.

"As for you, Mi'er. The opportunity to change your destiny is always reserved for you, just waiting for you to accept it when you are willing to accept it. Rasul smiled and said to Mi'er, "Tomorrow afternoon at 14:00, meet on the ground floor of the Licini Hall, and I will take you to learn about the revolutionary army, how about it?" ”

"Okay." Mi'er hesitated for a moment, but decided to agree.

But before she could do that, she was going to talk to Asker.