Momothy stood at the bar with a dull expression, the music of Martin Garrys playing around him as he began to fade away, and his eyes were pitch black, except for a pair of crimson eyes that were gradually dilating.

The eye blinked, and the bright red glow of the pupil reflected in the long eyelashes.

Seems to be a woman?

Thinking so, Momothy looked at the pair of eyes that seemed to be implanted with artificial retina, and was completely immersed in it.

The whispers echoed in his ears, amplifying in amplification.

The eyes got closer and closer to him, and finally they were imprinted on the entire line of sight at once, and the picture disappeared in an instant, and another scene appeared in front of his eyes.

Men in red uniforms were engaged in a battle with countless people of different colors around them, some on horseback, some holding something like a dark yellow pistol with a fine silver pattern printed on it.

It's ...... Muskets?

He had only seen this kind of thing in ancient history in museums and historical illustrations, as well as in the simple descriptions and illustrations on page 187 of the history textbooks of the public classes...... Wait, why do I remember so clearly?

What are these things?

Suddenly, a crimson figure rose into the air, bronzed skin, and the blue waistcoat was not buttoned, revealing the pectoral and abdominal muscles of the monitor.

Who's this?

The man who had suddenly jumped into the battlefield was armed with a scarlet spear, his blue hair rippling with the swing of his body, and the bullets from the firecrackers could not touch the corners of his clothes.

He stared at the man in a daze, and on his arm, a bright red pattern shone brightly.

When he wanted to get a closer look, the picture turned, and it was another scene.

The urban environment of the last era, those large and small buildings made of steel and concrete, those building materials that are gradually being phased out.

A figure fell suddenly, but he was wearing ancient silver armor and a knight's helmet, and in his hand was a richly decorated knight's long sword, the sword lit up with a shining light and fought with another figure, as the two of them battled, the surrounding houses continued to collapse, the tall buildings crumbled, and the tall office buildings were cut in half by the dazzling light on the long sword.

What kind of power is this?

Everything in front of him had completely turned his perception upside down.

There is no power armor...... There are no pulse guns, not even a trace of high technology......

The picture changed again, this time the scene was inexplicably familiar to him.

West Coast!

But from the perspective of the landscape, it is obviously a little backward compared to the present.

Two men dressed in strange power armor, their faces covered in thick armor so that Momothy could not see the faces of the two.

Missiles, lasers, pulse rifle bullets, and powerful alloy blades in the hands of the two men, the wanton fluctuating energy drifted in all directions, shaking a large area of collapse.

A large monument was hit by one of them, and the base exploded into large pieces before collapsing

"That's ...... The Klonder Monument? This is the Great Ruins of Krondel?! How did it happen? ”

He looked shocked, and the scene in front of him was a historical monument on the West Coast, the Krondel Memorial Square, which was destroyed during the war!

The two figures moved quickly, destroying all the surrounding scenes in the battle, and as the two of them violently destroyed the surroundings, the surrounding scenes gradually matched the impression of the Klondel Memorial Square.

I don't know how long the battle lasted, but finally, the armor of one person's head was slashed off, revealing a young face underneath.

"That's ......"

His eyes widened, fearing that he had missed a single detail. The face gradually matched with an image in the depths of the memory.

"Young Henry V?!"

In the end, the man who appeared to be wearing power armor was stabbed in the chest by the other party's sword, smiled and hit his hand on the alloy blade, and then closed his eyes.

The body, including the heavy power armor wrapped around its body, gradually turned into bits of blue light, which was torn out and disappeared into the air.

The storm changed, and he saw the storm of ocean currents appear on the seashore, and countless blue energy spurted out of the clear blue water, surging into the sky above the great ruins of Krondel.

A glowing Rubik's Cube gradually floated in the sky with the surge of energy currents.

The flawless blue Rubik's Cube, like a glittering crystal, floated in mid-air, and finally fell into the hands of the victor.

A man in a blood-colored trench coat stepped out of the shadows, his old face crowded with smiles, and his sumptuous trench coat was covered with intricate golden ornaments. He spread his arms and walked over to the man who was taking off his helmet.

His eyes finally fixed on the crystal cube, and the picture went black and disappeared.

"Cosmic Cube ......"

He muttered involuntarily, and in the darkness of the vision, a blood-red pattern gradually appeared.

It was something on his right arm.

"Spell Seal ......"

A string of words was stuffed into his mind by something unknown. Eventually, the whole image vanished, revealing the hazy psychedelic bar lights and the stirring electric sound resounding in his ears.

"Momo? Momo? You okay? ”

The big face of his friend Alu appeared in front of him, and he blinked his dry eyes.

"How long has it been?"

Allen's expression suddenly became very strange: "It's only ten seconds...... What the hell is going on with you today? You won't be ...... Drugged, right? ”

"More than a dozen seconds?"

Mo Mo was stunned.

In a series of visions, he felt that at least a few hours had passed, but he didn't expect it to be only a dozen seconds?

"What the hell is going on with you? It's been weird today. ”

Alan looked at him with a frown, a deep worry in his eyes.

"I'm fine, Alan."

Mo Moxi held his forehead and squinted slightly, "Maybe I'm too tired from today's battle...... I'm going back first, and I'm going to prepare for tomorrow's game...... And the bet you made for me......"

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine."

Mo Mo put down the hand on his forehead, and his dry eyes were moistened again at this moment, and he was no longer so uncomfortable.

"Okay then."

Alan carefully looked at Momoxie's face, and indeed found no traces of drug abuse, so he changed to a smiling face: "Okay, you go back first, I have to play for a while...... Do you want me to send you? ”

Momothy waved his hand and walked towards the door.

"This kid...... Don't lose tomorrow! ”

Momothy waved his hand again, signaling that he understood, and pushed open the heavy glass door of the bar and left.

Standing on the elevator in the dormitory, he lifted the sleeve on his right to reveal the bright red logo.

There is no sign that emits light at the moment, it looks like an ordinary crimson tattoo, and the color is not so bright.

"Cosmic Rubik's Cube...... Spell Sign...... What the hell are these things? ”

His mind was full of doubts, but he couldn't answer them. But his intuition told him that the scenes in those hallucinations were definitely real.

Hasn't Henry V been dead for hundreds of years? Why is it there......

And the older environments that preceded it, it should have been the twentieth century, the seventeenth century, that time...... Will the individual's combat capability be so strong that he can destroy a building with a single sword? That's something that only conquest-level individual armor can do......

Suddenly, a burst of red light woke him up from his contemplation, and he hurriedly raised his right arm, the pattern that had been dark and crimson before had now lit up with a bright red light, and a burning sensation came from the imprint.

"What's going on?!"

Looking at the gradually burning mark, he was completely at a loss for a moment.

For an instant, he was stunned.

Momo slowly raised his head.

On the glass mirror of the elevator, a blurry shadow was standing behind him.

A team of bright red pupils, black and white full-body tones, and a height far higher than his own one meter seven or eight heads.

The figure was vague, as unpredictable as a ghost.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead, and he turned sharply.

There was nothing behind him.

"Ding......

Nervous, he was startled, turned around quickly, and saw the elevator door gradually opening, and on the glass mirror, only his frightened face was reflected on it.

"Arrived: Seventh floor."

……

"Miss...... Are you sure it's this kind of place? ”

Zheng Ling stood behind the girl in red, with a helpless expression.

At the entrance of the noisy bar, through the glass door, you can still see men and women shaking their limbs and colored lights shining everywhere.

"There's nothing wrong with that. My Psychic Seal had just trembled, and I felt the energy fluctuations of the Psychic Sign. ”

Rafael looked up at the neon sign above and said firmly, "That's right, this is it." ”

Walking into the bar, there was a crowd dancing passionately in front of him, and some people with ulterior motives also noticed the two people who walked in.

A blood-red trench coat with rich silver trim and a long hem that floats down the sides of the composite leggings.

Raphael's gaze swept around him, not noticing anything unusual.

"Gone ......"

"Could it be that the people are gone?" Zheng Ling said with his hands.

"Possibly, you go to the backstage over there and look at the surveillance footage."

"Okay, okay......" Zheng Ling yawned and walked to the side with a step, leaving the girl with different eyes who was still observing her surroundings.

The girl intently felt the fluctuations of the energy imprint in her body, but there was still no other energy induction.

A tall figure stood in front of her.

"Little sister, alone?"

Dressed in a shiny leather jacket with long curly hair and a silver mechanical shoulder pad on his shoulder, the man with a cigarette spread out a mechanical arm with a smile on his face.

Rafael ignored the man in front of him completely, took a step sideways, and continued to look at the people in the bar.

"Looking for someone?" Seeing that the girl was ignoring him, the man was not angry, and took a step forward and continued to entangle.

Raphael sighed and looked up at the man who was a head taller than her, raising his face, which was colored by the lights around her.

"You'd better stay away from me."

The man raised his eyebrows, and the cigarette in his mouth moved down slightly.

"What did you say?"

Raphael looked at him speechlessly.

"Can't understand people? Get out of here, don't bother. Every time I come to a place like a bar, it's up to you to harass people, and you don't bother me while you stay and. ”

The man's face sank, and he stood directly in front of her.

"I'm telling you, chick, from the third grade of elementary school in my community to this bar now, no one has ever dared to say that to me......"

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, with the sound of a snap, the man's body instantly flew backwards quickly, smashing into the dance floor and overwhelming a figure.

Rafael slowly retracted his long leg from the forward kick.

"I've warned you, who let you stand in my way."

"Boss! Top dog! A guy in a black suit who knew at first glance that it was a dog's leg rushed forward and subdued the man, and the broken ribs made the latter wail in pain.

"Shit, stinking bitch. Slaughtered me...... Oh no, catch her for me! The black suit motioned to the younger brothers around him to help the man up, and pointed at Rafael, and a large number of thugs suddenly appeared around, holding various weapons in their hands, and rushed towards the girl in red.

Raphael rolled his eyes and shrugged speechlessly.

"It's a mixed bag...... Kicked a retarded and gave birth to a bunch of little retarded ......"

The crowd around them retreated towards the edge, isolating a wide field, and a prosthetic thug with various strange mechanical devices on his body pinched the steel rod in his hand and struck the girl.

Raphael grabbed the rod directly, snatched it up, and struck it the man's shiny bald head, and with a thud, the latter fell in response.

More people rushed up in front of her, she pinched the collar of the wailing thug under her body, slammed it around, lifted several people around, and threw it forward, the huge force threw the thug directly into the pile, and smashed heavily on the body of the man who was talking to him, and there was a crackling sound of broken bones.

"Damn, are you mentally retarded?" The man roared loudly, and the younger brother on his body hurriedly retreated, and the others swarmed towards Rafael.

The girl chuckled, her toes shook with ease, and her small body contained a huge amount of power, which could knock three thugs away with one punch.

For this kind of little guy who can only fight on the street, any student can cope with it. It's just a crushing battle with a bunch of people.

One rushed up from the left, flew into the crowd in a circle, and a few more rushed up from the other side, and kicked the person in front of him again, and the two guys behind him slammed into the table and chairs on the side, and the glass table was crushed into pieces at once.

"Anything else?"

Rafael smiled. For this kind of character who is not a miscellaneous fish, she doesn't even bother to pull out a gun, she is completely the kind that steps on ants and tramples to death with one foot.

The surrounding thugs made the metal decorations on their bodies clang, but they didn't dare to step forward, and the boss behind them turned red with anger.

"I'm coming!"

A man pushed his companion in front of him and rushed out, covering half of his body's armor, a huge mechanical fist arm wrapping around his left fist, which continued to shoot yellow kinetic sparks.

Raphael looked at the man's half-dress with interest.

"The gangsters in the bars can also use power armor these days?"

"Little, I'm telling you, you're going to die today!"

The black suit walked out of the crowd and pointed at the girl not far away.

"Crazy Fist Gretel, the most famous fighter in this neighborhood! The guy who dares to come to our bar to stir up trouble has to kneel down obediently and admit his mistake under his big fist, little girl, apologize now and then have time to accompany our boss for a night! ”

The half-dressed man seemed to be very useful, raised his huge fist and smirked and rushed towards the girl in red.

Seeing the indifferent girl, the dog continued to threaten: "He will punch and punch you, crush you, and then send it to the old dog's food bowl and turn it into a splash of ......"

A hand from behind him from the boss slammed his ass hard.

"Oh, no. He'll knock you out with a hard punch and send you to our boss's ......"

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a huge body slashed past him and smashed into the body of the so-called boss.

“……”

The arm that kept pointing forward instantly stiffened.

Raphael clapped his hands.

"Fist Gretel? Anything else? ”

"You, you, you......"

The black suit kept backing away, unable to speak.

"Quick! Call Silly Fox! Someone smashed the field......"

"Stop it!"

A chubby man hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, standing in front of Rafael with an anxious face facing the thugs, and the expressions of his subordinates in a black suit froze suddenly.

"Damn it, this is our honored guest, why don't we get down on our knees and apologize! A bunch of lowly guys! Idiot! I didn't raise you to let you fight with your boss! ”

The fat man shouted, and the tiny metal chains attached to his disc glasses shook with his excited words.

Zheng Ling, who was also wearing a blood-colored windbreaker, also squeezed out, with a helpless look: "I'll just go for a few minutes, and you'll be on the bar with the little gangster?" ”

Rafael pouted: "No way, there are too many idiots in the world." ”

Zheng Ling shook his head: "Okay, okay, I've already recorded it, go back and watch it again, right?" ”

Raphael nodded, "Okay." ”

The fat man scolded the gang of guys in front of him, and the thugs who seemed to be acting as temporary security guards all nodded and bowed, limping over to Rafael and Zheng Ling, kneeling down with a puff, crying and apologizing loudly.

The boss who broke the bone in the back turned his face the color of pig liver, and the cigarette in his mouth fell off when he was kicked away.

"Okay, okay, I've got a lot of business, let's go with these guys. Let the old man over there have long eyes. Waste of time...... Oh, and besides, I think I accidentally broke your rabid dog armor, so you're going to fix it. ”

Rafael clapped his hands, directly bumped into Zheng Ling beside him, and walked out.

"I'm sorry boss, I'm causing you trouble."

Zheng Ling said politely, and walked out with the latter's respectful farewell.

After the two left, the fat boss wiped the cold sweat from his head.

"When did these two guys come...... Damn, these little gangsters are really more than successful...... What else to watch? Send to the hospital! ”

Shouting loudly, the little brother behind him woke up like a dream and carried out a group of injured members.

The power of the martyrs is very large, and to deal with this situation, it is natural that it is easy to deal with it, and most of the West Coast is covered with the network of martyrs families, even the owners of bars around this small university.

"Okay, Miss, you've had enough of fooling around...... Back to HQ now? ”

Raphael rolled his eyes as he avoided the thugs who came out carrying people one by one.

"Why don't you blow the street breeze with you?"

Inside the bar, Alan excitedly held the terminal in his hand to end the recording.

"Wocao, this girl is so hot! One to ten! ”