Morrigan, the goddess of war, vanished.

The skies of Britain were restored to clear skies.

All the people of the Fog Capital couldn't help but follow Celtic while chanting praises to our king.

All of them burst into tears.

There is excitement, and more is still scared.

Xiao Yu didn't know what the outside world had to say about it, but judging from the information he knew, this wave of big moves made by the heart of the world kingdom of strange things.

Obviously enough to deter those little ones.

It's the old forces, seeing that this manpower is difficult to do, and the deep pit that has changed the terrain and environment, it should also know how to converge.

And the concept of great changes unseen in a thousand years, with the appearance of the goddess of war Morrigan and the influence, it is impossible for others not to believe it.

Xiao Yu turned his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate the space, and he scanned the British land in the distance.

The Celtic King he had transformed showed a sad expression, shook his head, and then reached out and grabbed Queen Alice, who was still wielding a sword, and a white light enveloped them.

Immediately, the Celtic King and the Queen Alice disappeared from the field of view of the observation device.

The relics of their battle against the goddess of war, Morrigan, are waiting for the scientific research teams from all the major powers of the world to come and study.

The bald man of Celtic Extraordinary, after leading the operation of praising our king, also smiled, jumped away continuously, and then jumped into the sea under the watchful eyes of the sailors of the French fleet, and then quickly escaped from the detection of the ship's scanning machine.

"What?"

"The Celtic transcendents...... Just left? ”

In the British Underground Security Office.

The Prime Minister of Britain, who had just breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that Morrigan, the goddess of war, had disappeared, couldn't help but show his disappointment when he learned the news.

"Hey, Celtic transcendents, are you still not happy to contact us Britons?"

"This ...... Perhaps their policy is not to come into contact with mortals. The historian-turned-official kindly persuaded: "After all, don't we all know that even the major powers in the Black Forest have not been exposed to the extraordinary records of the Celts?" ”

"Whether it's a Norman or someone else, it's clear that the Celtic transcendents are the same."

"Besides, our group of separatists who say they are descendants of the Celts are even more panicked now, right?"

"That's just as well." The British Prime Minister nodded when he heard this, revealing a hint of a smile: "Those guys are dumbfounded now, right?" ”

"Hmph, don't think I don't know that they have rebuilt the church in the past few months, and have come up with a bunch of ancestor worship, druid cabins, and so on."

"The result?"

"The Celtic Transcendent came and went, and there was no contact with them at all!"

"Those politicians should also see the general trend clearly and dare not oppose us and drag their feet." Speaking of this, the British Prime Minister thought of the crystal mine in the Vanishing Land, but there was a half-finished military base.

He couldn't help but feel a little distressed for a while, but comforted himself for a while.

"Fortunately, because of the nuclear explosion, we retreated ahead of schedule, the personnel were saved, and the key data has been uploaded without loss."

"By the way, I remember that there used to be a small town around here, and there were no casualties, right?"

In the British Prime Minister's mind, although the duel between the goddess of war Morrigan and the king of Celts is extremely huge, but fortunately, in order to avoid the nuclear explosion, the official has arranged for evacuation in advance, and the casualties should be minimized.

But he didn't want to, a minister in charge of this matter wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with an ugly face, and said:

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister."

"Military personnel have been largely evacuated, and only a handful of indirect injuries from the nuclear explosion require hospitalization."

"But...... On the civilian side. ”

"According to the post-mortem inventory, we found that at least 125 people are missing."

"They're likely to ...... Didn't have time to evacuate the devastated area. ”

“……”

An official next to the prime minister was slightly stunned and thought of a troublesome question: "Then what are we going to do?" ”

"Declared them missing...... Or death? ”

"If it were normal times, in order to avoid trouble, and to protect the interests of the insurance company consortium, of course we would declare these people whose bodies could not be found to be missing."

"It's just that almost everyone doesn't think they can survive the horrors that destroyed the land."

"I think we should declare that their death is very likely, and all compensation and pacification matters should be handled according to the standard of death."

The British Prime Minister thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

Announcing the death of these people will undoubtedly give the authorities and interest groups some blood.

But in times of crisis, reassuring people is undoubtedly the most important thing.

Come to think of it, as long as you are not short-sighted, you should understand your choice.

After deciding, the British Prime Minister walked out of the security office with his ministers.

They will immediately return to the Prime Minister's Mansion in Wudu, where they will deal with the mess left over from the battle between Morrigan, the goddess of war, and the Celtic transcendental.

A few hours later.

The crater of the abyss is surrounded by media reporters and scientific research teams from all over the world.

Every person who sees such a sinkhole with no end in sight for the first time will feel the illusion of a tingling scalp and chills down the spine.

Especially when they understand that this is made of extraordinary power, they have made up for their extraordinary power brains one by one to surpass the great killing weapon by several grades.

has replaced the position of the strongest killer in the minds of many people, Big Ivan.

And in the foggy metropolitan area.

It is a group of medical teams and professional volunteers from all over the world.

Attention, professional!

Even if you are a volunteer, you have to be professionally trained!

And, just in case, every 100 meters, there are armored vehicles and a team of elite soldiers in full gear to protect the security.

On the one hand, it is to prevent the monsters summoned by the goddess of war, Morrigan, from slipping through the net.

On the other hand, it is also to prevent someone from fishing in troubled waters and taking advantage of the fire to rob.

On the contrary, the citizens of the foggy capital of Britain have a glorious tradition in this regard.

As long as there is an opportunity to smash and rob, British schoolchildren will seize the opportunity to participate.

The British officials, who know what their citizens are doing, send elites who are foreign mercenaries from forces such as Citigroup and France.

Only these soldiers can make the citizens of Britain, young and old, aware of the danger.

At the same time, the inventory work is also being carried out in an orderly manner.

A minister in charge of scientific research noticed a message.

But it is the news that the scientific research institute of metal nitrogen has been completely wiped out in this disaster.

"Is the research institute in the range of a nuclear explosion because of the suspicion that communication was lost due to the nuclear explosion, and then it was affected by the duel between Morrigan, the goddess of war, and the king of the Celts?"

"Professor Marov......"

"Metal Nitrogen Research Team ......"

After reading the report, the minister shook his head, picked up a pen and signed: What a pity.

Then, he instructed the adjutant to remember to sort out the list of affected people below, and then hand it over to the aftermath department, and then start to deal with other things.

Apparently.

Professor Marov and his team of metal nitrogen have not produced results for decades.

It has long been marginalized in the hearts of the upper classes.

Therefore, even if it is completely destroyed.

I can't make the above feel so distressed. It's just that after seeing the report, I said softly: I know.

The British officials did not know.

Just when they were busy.

They think that Professor Marov is dead.

At this time, he was standing in a secret room about the size of a football field, proudly training more than a hundred researchers in front of him.

In particular, a certain manager who had been receiving funds from him was also reprimanded by him, but he only dared to greet him with a smile, which made Professor Demarov feel happy for a long time.

The more than 100 researchers were reprimanded by Professor Marov and figured out the reality they were facing.

They are no longer in Britain.

Even...... It's not in the real world anymore.

According to Professor Marov, they were saved from the hands of Morrigan, the goddess of war, by the great transcendent Anderson Boy.

Then because the other party happened to be short of manpower, he brought them to this secret realm in another dimension.

It can be said that from now on, the life and death of more than 100 of them will be in the hands of Anderson Boy.

And in Professor Maroff's intimidation, Anderson Boy, as one of the inheritors of the old supernatural forces, is proficient in soul magic, and if he is angry, even if he dies, he will be manipulated with his soul, making him unable to die.

And about that.

The researchers all noticed the Faceless Golems around them.

These eye-nosed soldiers were clad in iron armor and armed with round shields and spears like guards.

Despite looking a lot like a human.

But one only has to look at their featureless faces and dull eyes to see that these guards are not human at all.

However, they were able to act and follow Professor Marov's orders.

It's weird.

None of the researchers jumped out to try to provoke the reckless man of the master.

But this is also reasonable, after all, those who can eat this bowl of rice do not have a lack of IQ.

They listened honestly to Professor Marov's explanation of the exacting requirements of the extraordinary.

I have been silent.

Until...... Professor Marov felt that the stick had been advertised enough, and he felt much more comfortable watching the researchers tremble all the time.

He began to mention the benefits that Xiao Yu had promised to give them fellows:

"Ladies and gentlemen, perhaps many of you will think that I have done an unkind job of leaving you from your relatives and friends, and restricting your personal freedom."

"But I promise, it won't be long before you'll all be grateful to me!"

"Yes, that's right, you'll all be grateful to me!"

Professor Marov opened his hands, took off his glasses, and showed his white teeth, "Do you see what I look like now?" ”

"Isn't it full of red light and a lot more energetic?"

"That's right, it's all thanks to the Transcendent, who gave me a miraculous potion that only the transcendent can have, allowing me to regain my youth."

Hearing this, the researchers were in a commotion.

Those who do research have more or less occupational diseases, and many of them are even very old.

They noticed that Professor Marov had indeed changed a lot.

Looks full of energy.

Coupled with the extraordinary magic potion, they have more or less heard of it.

Many people can't help but believe it, but they are not very sure that they will be able to qualify for it.

Professor Marov enjoyed the envious and jealous glances of the researchers, and continued, "Master Anderson hired me in the hope that I could complete the research on metal nitrogen and put it into practice. ”

"Oh my God, it's so hard."

"Although I saw the equipment of the research institute piled up in the corner next to me, Professor Marov, you should know that with these instruments, we can only repeat the failure."

A red-haired female professor stood up, looked at Professor Marov worriedly, and said, "Aren't you worried about not being able to complete the task?" ”

"Hahaha."

"Don't worry, Master Anderson won't force us to produce results, everything we have is in his eyes, as long as we are not lazy, even if we fail in the end, we will not be punished."

With that, Professor Marov began to draw a pie: "Master Anderson will hire us for a year. ”

"During this year, we have no contact with the outside world, and we can only complete the research tasks assigned by him."

"But we're not going to work in vain."

"Every researcher present will be paid at least 10 million British pounds in a year!"

"Bonus, in principle, will not be lower than your annual salary!"

"In addition, if we complete the research on metal nitrogen, in addition to receiving a bonus equivalent to one year's salary, Young Master Anderson will distribute extraordinary potions to everyone, so that everyone can be reborn!"

"Although I can't guarantee that you will be able to be extraordinary, at least you have more opportunities than mortals."

"No matter how bad it is, you can be like me and get a new life."

Professor Marov's flatbread is clearly very tempting.

Don't look at the scientific researchers fiddling with hundreds of millions worth of instruments every day.

In fact, in addition to the awesome, most of the scientific researchers' salaries are also well-off.

Some professors whose research is in the wrong direction and have been withdrawn by investment institutions but are still bullish will even be impoverished and even burdened with debt.

The new scientific research dogs are a group of bitter people who frown at the rent.

However, Professor Marov's research institute has been marginalized, and there are also the most researchers who are scientific research dogs.

10 million British pounds is a huge fortune that they can't earn without eating or drinking in their lives.

It's enough to make their hearts tick.

Not to mention the extraordinary temptation.

It's just that......

"Professor Marov, how can we trust you?"

The red-haired female professor was also very excited, but the conditions were still too good, which made her worry about it.

"Because that's what I promised."

Suddenly, a young man's voice came from the secret room.

But it was Xiao Yu who turned Anderson into a young man who appeared in person to teach Marov to the town.

The young man Anderson, who was floating above everyone's heads, slowly flew in front of everyone and said with a smile:

"I'm sure you've all seen me."

"Me, Anderson!"

"Never lie!"