"You like to be coquettish? Or do you find it interesting to deceive the uninitiated? ”

The "boy" said that she was clearly dismissive of the girl's actions.

"It's just work. Don't forget, in a way, I'm a liar myself. Simple lies are easy to see, and lies told in the truth are truly clever. If we can't do that, then there's no way to talk about 'fixing'. For her disdain, the girl behaved calmly. She even glanced at the "young man" meaningfully, "Besides, who was deceived, I'm afraid it's hard to say." Remember the madman country paradox I just talked about? Maybe what I just said is the truth, and you are deceived. ”

"Mercury is boiling...... This is Nigredo...... Oh my God......"

She wanted to see the old man's performance, but she heard the wise old man next to her whisper like dementia.

With a soft snort, she put the thought to the back of her mind.

It's not that she doesn't know about it, on the contrary, she knows more than most. If you want to know about Illuminati, she is definitely not even below most of the Illuminati backbone. She could even anticipate what Illuminati would use to defend her stronghold.

There is almost a superficial relationship between the Illuminati and the ancient and mysterious Stonemasons' Guild (uploader's note: the author doesn't say it here, but it should be Freemasonry), who have always believed that God is the greatest architect. The greatest architect in their eyes must also be the greatest mathematician. This view is completely consistent with that of St. Augustine, who was canonized by the Orthodox Church.

What could be a better expression of an architect's mastery than an inaccessible stronghold?

The greatest architects, the most streamlined and stable structures, the most advanced mathematical knowledge, these are the same concepts in the first place.

What could be a more solid, streamlined, profound, and greater stronghold of the universe than that?

This is not a base made of masonry, but a base that recreates the bounded and infinite structure of the universe internally on a local level. As the saying goes, "If it is above, it is also below." If it is below, it is also above. This is one of the most basic concepts recorded in the Jade Record.

The recreation of the Tree of Life within the structure of the fictional universe is something anyone can imagine, a veritable second Genesis.

“As_above,so_below; as_below, so_above. (As the source is, so are the tributaries.) The self-organizing form will replicate itself on different levels, and theoretically it can even be divided into an infinite number of parts, each with the same characteristics. Therefore, this kind of attack is unlikely to have any practical effect at all. ”

"You'd better see the situation clearly, if you let it continue, the first one to be unlucky may be us."

"Boy" said coldly.

Her unkind tone was rightly so. As long as you see this scene, you will immediately understand that I am afraid that there will definitely not be a single survivor left in that hotel.

It was almost all of them, even if they were on different sides, and there was absolutely no doubt about that.

"'We'? No, you just have to rest assured, this sister. I have full confidence that I can control the situation. In fact, I'd rather close a deal with you at this point. A deal that was enough to completely eliminate the mustard of the year. And I believe that it is good enough for you as well. If you accept, I can even convince the school city to return to you those you captured earlier. Of course, if you reject my deal, I won't do anything. I'm also interested to see how you explain this scene. You know, the British haven't evacuated the school city yet, I'm afraid they've noticed the anomaly here......"

The girl spoke lightly at first, but gradually, she showed an incredible expression.

Because she saw something she didn't expect.

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As soon as he saw the damage caused by the birds, hundreds of silver lights shot out from the tops of several nearby buildings.

What is shocking is that both the bird and the silver light seem to have a will of their own. They launched a chase in the sky.

"Who are you?"

In this brief stalemate, the man dressed as a mechanic who had just shouted at Satella asked.

Before she could reply, the man dressed as a mechanic seemed to suddenly hear something from the communication headset.

"Is that so?" It was as if the man suddenly stopped caring about it.

Sattella could guess what was going on. I'm afraid this man is what her mission client said, a member of the special mission unit of the guards.

"Are there any casualties from the explosion just now?"

Sattella asked, this was her primary concern at this time.

"Rest assured, the civilians of this entire street have been evacuated. We are not the kind of people who fight without preparation. ”

It sounded impossible, but Sateola didn't think they were lying.

The explosion just now did not cause any screams, considering that the commissioner of the mission said that there were 5 LV.4 and 1 LV.5 involved in this operation, I am afraid that it was one of those capable people who carried out the evacuation mission.

At this time, the inky thing was still growing in a strange way. It bifurcated in each structure according to the simplest rules, and soon grew into a giant tree.

What should be done to control this strange phenomenon? No one can really say for sure.

If this is an accident born of demonic chance, then this accident is too big.

Suddenly, a vine hung down from the canopy that stretched out.

It's like a vine climbing on a tree, but it doesn't feel right.

This feeling was correct, because at the tip of the vine, an eyeball had grown.

This eyeball was staring at her intently.

Sattella even felt that the eyeball seemed to have a more than all interest in herself.

It's like seeing the same kind of interest.

An interest in finding identity.

"Let's go!"

She grabbed the mechanic-dressed man and threw him out with the astonishing violence of the power he had transformed.

Now that she knew that the target might be herself, she could naturally anticipate what would happen next. In the face of such strange things, she has no spare power to protect others.

Why is the goal yourself? There's no way to think about that.

More vines emerged from the "branches".

That's enough to be amazing, live in numbers.

Without much thought, Sateula immediately ran as fast as she could.

I used my abilities like crazy, and I ran like crazy. The drive armor connects these two unrelated things, turning the impossible into reality. The staggering number of vines tried to capture her body, forcing her to do so.

The performance of this drive armor was indeed unexpectedly high, and even in this case, she was able to maintain some spare strength.

But the so-called surplus power is nothing more than that. Probably......

Originally, I was worried that if these vines continued to grow indefinitely, no matter how fast they were, I was afraid that there would be a time when they would be caught. But it doesn't seem like the vines are growing indefinitely.

She had just relented at the incident, when suddenly the vines changed their mode of action. It was as if it had predicted Ateola's actions, and suddenly appeared in Ateola's path of action. Even Satella herself didn't expect to move like this!

With just a slight change, the original security is immediately gone.

At the last moment, the last power contained in the driving armor exploded instantly. The energy collected by her actions in the battery stored behind her instantly exploded, transforming with her abilities through the transmission of the driving armor.

The whole earth trembled. The last step she had taken, but the power of this step was instantly raised to an unimaginable degree.

There was a loud bang, and the ground of the street sank with her step.

The force was so powerful that it threw her at an oblique angle as she freed herself from the vines.

Her whole body crossed the inky "tree" from the air, and began to fly towards a distance that she didn't know she couldn't tell. In order to control her body, she threw out two disc-shaped rare earth boxes, and her abilities came in handy in another way this time. The rare earth box that exploded in the air pushed her body back from the air again.

But after a brief loss of purpose, the vines were once again eyeing her. They stretched out as if they were sentient, towards where she was bound to land.

"Damn it!"

She cursed, throwing out a rare earth box again.

The explosion of the rare earth box changed her trajectory once again, allowing her to avoid the vines. But at the same time, she also knocked down her goggles.

To her own surprise, she didn't fall to safety at all.

Because, there was a pair of hands supporting her body.

The ultra-high-performance driving armor on her body was as thin as black silk, and these hands were almost like touching her body directly.

As a girl, she immediately reflexively slapped her backhand.

The person holding her back leaned back as if instinctively, dodging her palm.

It was a teenager.

The boy standing behind her seemed to have dodged her palm completely instinctively, as his gaze remained fixed on the inky "tree".

Probably about the same age as her, maybe even a little younger. It seems that he is wearing a school uniform, at least there are no features that can be used as a stereotype.

But this is not to say that he is inconspicuous, on the contrary, he himself is the most conspicuous feature.

The boy has fair skin and a tall figure, although he does not appear particularly strong, but if it is well-proportioned, he is afraid that it will be excessive. That's probably the most athletic body shape for ordinary sports.

Although he is not at school, his uniform is neat and tidy, and even the buttons of his collar are not missing. It can be seen that his upbringing in the family must be very good. It gives people the feeling that he is a serious teenager.

All of this, combined with a standout look that appeals to any woman, is easily reminiscent of the adjective "princely."

But on the other hand, his pace is like that of a well-trained soldier, and he can't find the slightest flaw in his body.

In this weird, catastrophic place, such a teenager actually appeared, which in itself is already beyond the weird.

Then she noticed that the boy was carrying something wonderful.

It was a necklace that hung from his chest.

A necklace with a triangular pillar-like ornament that glows red rhythmically.