Ange's words were a little careless, no one knew what the man was thinking, but the origami seemed to confirm something, and his tone was lighter, and he introduced Ange: "Come, do you see those honor guards?" ”

Honor guard? Ange's gaze swept over the proud peacock-like knights, and he couldn't help but wonder. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Those idiots are the Qinggong Knights of Xianguo, don't look at those armors that look classical, in fact, they are low-level armor with portable exoskeleton armor, not worth mentioning, usually as a representative of the external image of the traverser, and are the product of some doves, the purpose is to make ordinary people have a good impression of the traverser in appearance, and they usually serve as members of a certain orchestra. In general, they don't need to care, what they need is to participate in the event as capital, so as to facilitate the packaging later. ”

Ange's eyes are subtle, which can be regarded as a long insight, and as a traveler from another world, he also needs packaging, which is really a crazy era.

Origami pointed to the black-robed woman and said, "The Witch Society, a European organization of time-travelers, is closer to the radical time-travelers in their position, hmm, have you seen the X-Men?" ”

"Yes, then, which faction do they belong to?"

"It's probably a brain-dead version of Magneto, in a world where ordinary humans occupy the majority, he wants to transform the world into a new world dominated by the occult, and he always wants to make trouble, but he doesn't have much ability. For those who come this time, it is necessary to pay attention to the burnout witch in the Seven Deadly Sins, Hill. Kukran, the radical of the radicals, has a tough style, has the power to manipulate the dark fire, is burned by that purple flame to produce hallucinations, will not be enough to repeat until death, and the flame itself is contagious, very difficult, if there is a guy in black clothes with blue hair who looks silly and sweet, then it is her. ”

Origami took a sip of tea and looked over the Knights of the Sun to the tall men.

"The people of the Northland, their origin is unknown, they are proficient in heavy weapons, they are protected by their ancestors, they have tattoos drawn by the blood of ice beasts, these tattoos can give them different powers, some provide protection, some increase speed and strength, or can make them crazy for a short time, the weakest of them will also have more than three tattoos, the strongest has more than ten pairs, the frontal combat is very strong, and it is not bad to be a friend [**** gray]."

Ange heard what he meant, and after laughing, he asked, "So, what about us?" What camp are we? ”

Origami propped her face and stared at the tea, her long white hair reflected in it.

"If the Witch Society is regarded as a brain-dead version of Magneto, then it is not unavoidable that we will be a sane version of Professor X. Our camp is the neutral faction, which will pursue a peaceful coexistence with ordinary people on the one hand, and secretly accumulate strength to change the world on the other hand. Well, it's not much different from the witch's association in essence. ”

She yawned lazily and said, "The only difference is that we try to work with powerful countries and they don't, so we can get courtesy in most places." Well, there's no introduction from the Knights of the Sun, well, you just need to know that they can't die. ”

Ange unconsciously stroked his fingers, as he did when he thought.

In addition to being able to find a better organization to hug your thighs, the most important thing is to understand the world situation, which seems to be pretty good at the moment.

Seeing that the introduction was over, the empty boy smiled and said: "Ange, if you don't understand anything, you can come and ask me, origami is a woman after all, and many questions are inconvenient to ask....."

Ange exchanged a look with him that all men understand, and laughed together.

At this moment, another man came in from outside the gate.

The man was tall and square-eyed, dressed in a black army uniform with two bars and two stars on his shoulders, indicating that he had the rank of lieutenant colonel.

He came to the hall and swept through the chaotic crowd, instinctively showing a dissatisfied look, but then, he still frowned and said loudly: "The steel helmet mechanical regiment of the United States and the burning sky sacrifice of India have indicated that they will not come, and now, all of you here are the final number of people in this crusade." ”

The crowd that had quieted down as he spoke began to make noise again, in addition to the boos of the warriors of the Northland, there were also the complaints of the women of the Witch Society, and the people of the Knights of the Green Palace also seemed very dissatisfied.

The soldier wanted to say something, but he was suddenly startled, and pressed his thumb to the small walkie-talkie on his ear.

"What? Is it already open or moving? ”

When the people present heard this, they suddenly fell silent.

"Energy fluctuations are level A? Undestructive power? Couldn't it be more accurate? ”

Something seemed to be said on the other end of the intercom, which made the soldier's face even more ugly.

"Three hours? Didn't you say it would take at least 10 hours? ”

"Enough! Something went wrong this time, I'll ask you! ”

After a few short sentences, the soldier looked at the people in the hall with a solemn face.

"I'm here to inform you that the simulation went wrong, and we now have three hours to deal with that otherworldly creature. Everyone, please leave at once. ”

The soldier's gaze was oppressive, and he looked straight at everyone.

After a while, there was a long sigh of relief from the Knights of the Sun.

"Whew, that's exactly what I want, guys, let's go. However, the previous strategic plan on land has turned into a puddle of waste paper, I would ask, where will we go to war? ”

The soldier replied, "There is a small artificial island in the sea fifty miles from here, and we will send a helicopter to send you to it just in case." ”

The knight who spoke was none other than the Chrysanthemum Knight, and he scratched his head, his fingers scratching a large patch of rust from his helmet.

"Understood, we'll meet in the clearing."

The soldier's eyes looked at the Witch Society, and Amy stood up and said, "Give us a coordinate, and we will collectively teleport over." ”

"Yes, the coordinates are still the coordinates of the arcane singularity, right?"

"That's right, the coordinates of the satellite map honestly we can't read."

After having done so, the soldier looked at the Northland warriors again, and they consciously followed the Knights of the Sun, hooking up with the scruffy knights, as if they were just going on an outing.

The soldier's gaze swept over the Knights of the Green Palace and looked at the small table of the Jishi Society.

His gaze was rare and mild.

"Is it still the same old rule, Miss Kite?"

"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel Chen."