"Actually, you don't have to bother with the mechanic to review it personally, our side has made the most adequate preparations, everything is going according to plan, and the review has naturally been carried out countless times, you see it's already late at night, it's better to go back and rest, so we can keep enough energy tomorrow, right? Let me do the hard work for me. Crewe smiled and bowed.

"I think it's better for me to check it one last time, I made this thing, I know better." Oude walked up to Crewe, looked at Crewe and said.

"Don't you worry about my men?"

Oude smiled and shook his head, "It's not that I'm not worried, but this thing involves a dual structure inside, and the detonation device is too complicated, and some small parts need to be reviewed by me personally, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable once there is an accident." Ode paused, his eyes became sharper, and he said in a low voice, "Could it be that you are still afraid that I will regret it?" Now that I've helped you create this thing, there's no room for me to turn back. ”

"Hahaha." Crewe laughed three times, walked over to Ode's side and patted him on the shoulder, "Of course not, Master Mechanic, we've been working together very well, haven't we, how could I not trust you?" Of course, you are willing to come to check on me, and it was for the sake of your body before, so since you insist on going, I will not stop you again, please come with me. With that, Crewe made a gesture of invitation to Odebi and led the way towards the interior of the munitions factory.

Looking at Crewe's appearance, Ode pursed his lips imperceptibly. Of course, he knew that what Crewe had said before was not polite, but he really didn't want him to go for an examination, presumably he had done something to that thing, or rather......

Thinking of this, Oude's gaze suddenly became vigilant, he followed behind Crewe, and quietly took out something from the black package, which was a dagger, the whole body was pitch black, and it seemed to use some special paint, which did not reflect the light at all. Looking at the angular blade, you know that if you are stabbed by this thing, you will definitely not feel good.

Hiding the dagger in his sleeve, today Oude deliberately changed into a long-sleeved dress, which was prepared for this moment. Walking forward with Crewe, Ode looked around, although he had seen it many times, he still sighed at the complete equipment of this place every time he came.

In the oversized cylindrical building of the underground urban military factory, there is actually another manufacturing plant, ostensibly, the area around this building is the place where weapons are made for the military, but in fact, the real weapons of mass destruction and some special items are made inside the cylindrical building.

The building is called the "Tower of Babel" by those involved, and the reason for this name is that the building rises from the underground city to a height of 100 meters above the surface, and the passages are intricately intertwined, and each passage has many large manufacturing areas, making all kinds of different things. There can be nearly ten such passages on the first floor, and there must be dozens of rooms, and the number of floors is even more dozens, so you can imagine how many equipment and weapons are made in this Tower of Babel every day.

Passing through the passage, Ode followed Crewe to the center of the Tower of Babel. Unlike other places, the center of the Tower of Babel was hollow, and there had been no objects for a long time, but this is not the case now, and in the vacant place in the center of the Tower of Babel, three missiles tens of meters high are being made.

"Mechanic-sama, isn't the style of this 'Holy Bullet' quite sacred?" Crewe stood still, turned around and spread his hands, and smiled at Oude.

"It's not much different from what I expected, but I don't know if the internal structure is as flawless as the appearance." Oude nodded, looking at the three holy bullets, and his heart was a little complicated for a while.

As Crewe said, the bomb, or bomb, was designed by Ode and made in collaboration with Crewe, using the latest high-efficiency explosives that are expected to destroy a city directly. And there's a special virus that's been newly studied, a virus that has been shown to kill dragons.

The reason why he secretly made this weapon with Crewe, killing the dragon is only part of the reason, the real purpose is to destroy the human world, and then rebuild civilization, and all for Oya.

The world is so filthy that Tisball is already full of corruption and evil, and no other city is much better than this one. So Oude wants to destroy everything, and for the safety of Ouya, he would rather turn his back on morality and kill everyone else, as long as he can give her a clean world.

Of course, there is a price to pay for the creation of these three holy bullets, that is, when the new world is created, Crewe must become king, and the safety of the two of them will be guaranteed by Crewe. Not long ago, Odedu was convinced that this was the best way to go, and it wasn't until he saw himself clearly from Ouya's tears, and saw his distorted desire to protect Ouya, that he realized that he was wrong. On the way back to his residence, he finally made up his mind, the purpose of his visit was to destroy the three holy bullets, and the means of destroying them were known only to him.

"Master Mechanic, look at the progress of this manufacturing, it will be completed in a short time, and everything will be ready by then, so it is appropriate for you to rest and rest." Crewe's smile revealed a hint of cruelty, and although the language was respectful, it was full of threat to Ode's ears.

Just as Oude thought, Crewe really had a showdown at such a time, and he provided him with explosives enough to destroy the world, and tomorrow all threats would disappear, except for one person, and that was himself. Therefore, he will definitely deal with himself, but it will be sooner or later.

Ode's eyes narrowed slightly, "Crewe, this is not good, after all, this is something I designed, what if something goes wrong at a critical moment." ”

"Hehe......" Crewe laughed sinisterly, and when he looked up at Oude again, his eyes were already cold, "It's a pity that you, Master Mechanic, may not be able to wait for that time." With that, a dozen soldiers poured out of the surrounding passages, all armed and about to rush forward with guns in hand.

Oude's eyes froze, he had expected such an outcome, threw the bag in his hand, slipped the dagger in his right hand into his hand, and rushed towards Kru in the first step.

Crewe, who is also a soldier after all, saw Oude rush up and punch Oude in the face. This punch is indeed very fast, and with Crewe's muscles, it is not surprising that Ode will pass out like this if he makes a solid punch, but he fell into the air this time.

At the moment when Crewe's punch came at him, Ode deftly turned to the outside of Crewe's arm, skillfully dodging the punch, and at the same time reaching Crewe's flank, creating a situation where Crewe couldn't attack directly with his other hand.

Seeing that Oude actually dodged his own attack, Crewe obviously didn't expect it, and his reaction was half a beat slower. Without the slightest hesitation, the black light flashed in Oude's hand, and the dagger stabbed on Crewe's neck, and blood sprayed immediately, this time it hit the vital point directly, and Crewe would definitely die.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Oude's mouth, he didn't think about going back alive from the beginning when he decided to come here, so he would directly kill him this time, he was too dangerous, since he could betray himself, it was possible that it would also be bad for Ouya, so Crewe had to die.

In the end, if Oude wants to achieve his goal, if he wants to destroy these three holy bullets, there is only one death.

"Fire!" At the sound of an order, more than a dozen spears erupted from the muzzle flames, and the bullets mercilessly pierced through Ode's body, and blood burst out. Blood was constantly flowing from the corners of Oude's mouth, and he had been shot more than twenty times all over his body, and it was impossible to escape.

With trembling hands, Oude took out a folded photo from his pocket, his face was pale, but full of tenderness and relief. The bullets were still firing, still piercing his body again and again, and finally, his knee was hit, and he could no longer stand, lying on his side on the ground, and even then, in order not to damage the photo, he held the half-opened photo and shrunk into a ball.

Tears were streaming down the corners of his eyes, and Ode's eyes were no longer visible, and he could feel his life passing quickly.

"I really don't want to die...... I haven't seen Xiaoya grow up yet...... She also needs someone to take care of her...... But I can't do it...... I've been so wrong...... At least this time let me do something for her......"

"Xiaoya...... I'm sorry...... My brother is going to go first...... This time it may hurt a lot of innocent people again...... But can you make me wrong for you again......"

In the tears, this man who loved machinery and deeply loved his sister left this world forever, and the half-opened picture slipped from his hand, and the photo showed a little girl, who looked only four or five years old, but from the beautiful big eyes and black hair, it could be seen that it was Ouya, the girl he was still worried about when he died. He had too much reluctance, even if he didn't get to see the person he cherished the most, but on his smiling face, at least he could see that he was not in pain at the last moment.

At the moment when Oude broke his breath, with a huge explosion, the incandescent flames instantly spread all the passages in the Tower of Babel, and the flames spread all the way up along the Tower of Babel, reaching into the sky, and some pale green smoke also rose into the void with these fires, slowly dissipating into the air.

Ode had a special device in his heart, and when the bullet was designed, he kept a back hand for himself, and if he died, the three bullets would detonate immediately, but the explosion would be reduced to a tenth of its original power.

But even so, the power of the Holy Bullet was still terrifying, and the powerful destructive power destroyed everything in the Tower of Babel, and even the body of the tower that had been reinforced layer by layer was already full of cracks, and it was constantly shaking, and it could collapse at any time.

Workers and soldiers fled from the tower in panic, and the flames poured out from the cracks in the walls of the Tower of Babel, illuminating the entire northern part of the underground city as if it were day.