Squeak...... "The ebony door opened quietly, and the light of the floor tiles reflected a few of the gloomy colors that this building should have, and the heels of his boots touched lightly, and the comer walked with his hands behind his back, and he walked comfortably past the awe-inspiring eyes of the servants, he was not here, and within Franz's walls, he didn't care about anyone, except his father.

Licinius looked at the middle of the hallway, as soon as the door opened slightly, he would give the skull of the Eagle Falcon to the comer, after many years, the pair of Yu Zi Pupils were still breathtaking, the beak sharp knife and axe cutting means that he had fought for the glory of the sky, but the more so, the more puzzling it is, why did the Sky Overlord fall here? Did this eagle glorify this room, or did this house glorify this "Frederick"?

Emperors fought all their lives, Westphalia, Bavaria, Sarmatia, the Po River, and Jerusalem, where he could not reach it, Redbeard would never have imagined that he would drown in a knee-deep nameless river in the East, and it was he who made that river and that river fulfilled him.

"You're doing a great job." The charcoal burned in the fireplace, and a stream of fire ran down the woolen blanket into Licini's back, but it was not enough to dispel the cold, and Licinius bowed down to hide himself in the shadow of the flames.

"The results were satisfactory." Augusta Franz facing the fireplace, his rocking chair swaying slightly, and being able to lie comfortably in a loose dressing gown in these last days in this last day means in itself that this is not a dying old man, and that a man has the right to take everything in his sight under his control, not in relation to age, but in proportion to ambition.

Licinius recalled the scene of climbing the Twin Towers in old Toronto some time ago, and the two of them who came and went without a trace, said softly: "Father, the conditions of the Revival Association are too harsh, and once it is fully agreed, it will inevitably lead to a comprehensive backlash. ”

"Have you been in contact with Vina lately?" Augustus suddenly changed his words, tilted his head slightly and said calmly, Licinius thought of his father's face full of withered brown old spots, and still bowed his head and said: "Claudia is now in a state of radio silence, and the earliest communication was on the fourth day after her departure. ”

"Son, do you know why I don't want the city ban to be opened?" Augustus's tone became more and more calm, Licinius was startled, and a cold sweat almost instantaneously broke out, he had no way to put a question like this, as expensive as the son of Augustus, he also couldn't participate in the Thirteenth Council, and the city ban, this ruling family has been arguing back and forth for more than ten years, and it has a profound impact on the future of the big policy, how can it be decided in a word?

Augustus clearly understood that Licinius did not dare to speak much, so naturally he did not expect an answer, and the black-robed old man seemed to sigh, he held the fire tongs and flicked it, and the charcoal fire was immediately blazing bright. "You have to remember, son, that great cause is called great cause because great cause can make great people, and we have gone too fast......"

"Go find your sister, go tell her personally, withdraw Claudia, and deploy back to the Crossing."

"Yes, father."

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Meanwhile, Area M, Hydra Auditorium.

Adolfina couldn't remember if she had more burgundy eyes or more jealous serpentine lightning pupils, but for the superiors, it was really just a whisper. She stood in front of the altar, the light Gothic architecture densely shining on her immaculate face, yes, she stood in front of the altar, looking at the cross, which was a crucifix. God sent His only Son to earth in an attempt to save the people of the earth, and finally to redeem the common people by the death of His Son.

However, she has always wondered a question, why? Why can one person represent all? Isn't that the greatest injustice? Why do you represent me? Do I need it?

She recalls when Hydra rebuilt, when the man named Vlad Carsden was still there

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There is no need to be called "Your Majesty", Melissa's face can be seen by everyone, and she is still burgundy eyes, and the book in the hands of the Historian of Bloodline is only a book. They had just returned from Harrisburg and decided to be here, to decide on the future.

"I don't like the name, Hydra can be killed by Hercules, even if we kill Hercules in advance, then the flame is still a weapon, and I don't have the ability to extinguish all the torches." Adolfina clearly remembered what she said at the time, that she was the youngest, and that she resisted the petty touching of the pigtails of the bloodline historian, and that she was really a young girl at that time, so the adults laughed and the girl felt very angry, and then happily watched as they seemed to suddenly quarrel.

"Our lofty ideal, which is to put human beings on an equal footing with the gods who exist in the imagination and the paper, not to make a cross and ridicule ourselves! Carsden! This is ridiculous! ”

What does this have to do with mockery? Whether God exists or not is defined by us! This is the first time in thousands of years that we have achieved such a strong power! Those old adages don't guide you at all! Only in awe! so as not to be eaten by the force! ”

"Nonsense!"

Adolfina watched in boredom as their spit splashed and at one point was about to divide the ranks, and her adoptive mother and Melissa brother rushed to persuade her, picking her nails and considering whether or not to fix a swing or something here.

Then she looked at the cross in front of her. She took the black-skinned Bible and flipped it over, and the paper was as white as a wave, and she read softly: "I love goodness rather than sacrifice, and I love to know God more than burnt offerings." ”

But the church was still built, and she looked up and closed her eyes for a long time, until the scarlet armor disappeared one by one, and she knew that everything was always there.

She was behind her, and she did not have to look back, but behind her were "God's people", loving, forgiving, merciful, and Adolfina Morfin said indifferently: "I am waiting for this moment." ”

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"Draw another two hundred milliliters of ......" The vision gradually became clear, and before he could fully regain consciousness, he was dizzy and his eyes were black, Simon struggled for a moment, but he was firmly bound, and as soon as he moved, he was kicked on the head, and in an instant, a mouthful of blood was suffocated into his throat.

"What are you going to do......" Simon said hoarsely, coughing, a blood transfusion line from his carotid artery to a boy who seemed to have just been pulled out of the freezer, only a wisp of extremely pale skin, and as the blood line flowed, the boy seemed to soak into a dye vat, suddenly blood red.

"It's too much." Draenor frowned at the blood-red test subject, and shot the boy before he began to struggle unconsciously, and the other Hydra immediately dragged the body away and threw it aside, and there were five or six piled up in the corner, and then look at the freezing center, and the front one opened it.

Draenor glanced at Simon, squatted down and raised his hand to stab Simon's thigh, a tube of dark green liquid was pushed in, and hundreds of millions of ants crawled in the bone marrow, Simon was suddenly hit by a punch, and suddenly curled up in pain, muttering in his spare voice, and it took a long time to hold back a few broken words: "Why...... why?”

"Because of the order." Draenor said. A tube of hematopoietic potion and a pot of aqueous solution quickly replenished Simon's lost blood, and Hydra opened the freezer again, pulling out a young woman in her thirties. "One hundred and fifty milliliters, continue to add if there is no reaction, and add until there is a reaction."

The bloodline coercion that has been floating in Simon's heart for a long time has long disappeared with the awakening of purple blood, and the most lethal high-level bloodline suppression of the Scarlet Guards does not work against Simon, but this does not mean that Simon has the ability to resist, Draenor alone is a three-ability person, and more than a dozen and a half second-ability abilities are closely distributed in the shelter, Simon is purely winged and difficult to fly, witnessing

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His own blood was drawn little by little, and no one was reconciled, Simon stared at Draenor and said, "Is it the order of the regent?" What are you going to do with me! ”

Transfused one hundred and fifty milliliters of Simon's blood, the woman who was forcibly dragged to the freezer gradually convulsed violently, and turned into a crazy seizure in the blink of an eye, Delano stopped his subordinate who was about to raise his gun to kill, and watched his change: "Purple Blood, you may have misunderstood the meaning of 'Purple Blood', the Shapeshifter didn't explain to you what it means." ”

"Alright, not enough resistance." Another gunshot rang out, the bullet pierced the skull, and the moment she died, the woman swelled several times like a blow, almost exploding. Simon gasped as he saw that the corpses stacked on the lowest level were already showing signs of corrosion, but his watch showed that he had only been unconscious for an hour or two.

"Your blood is indeed the vital blood of Hydra, even purer than most catalysts, and your body is full of raw blood." It's a new victim again, and Draenor praises, "The gods enter Valhalla." ”

"You're from the Unionists?" Simon can only have this explanation, and the biggest difference between the Hydra Coalition and the Pureblood is that the former insists on finding a way for the vast majority of people to withstand Hydra's blood. The latter is the opposite. However, the Crimson Guards will never hold a position of their own!

"It's His Highness's order, and His Highness specifically instructed that if you can still wake up, in the rest of your time, you can answer any doubts, and it can be regarded as compensation for the shapeshifters." The ninth loser, the ninth shell.

The corners of Simon's mouth moved, how could he be too surprised, he gritted his teeth and asked, "She acquiesced?" ”

"Of course, Her Highness Morfin can't allow it, but she can't leave Hydra headquarters at this time." The bright red helmet was tucked under his armpit, and Draenor did not leave Simon an inch, and the honeycomb-like array of cryopods slowly rotated, constantly popping open the hatch, dragging the pre-war people down, and constantly dying in the fierce purple blood.

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Simple." Two hundred milliliters of blood were injected into the body, and finally one person did not have an overreaction, and Draenor said happily: "Gradually increase the size." He put his hands on Simon's shoulders and said, "Use your blood, the blood of the real Hydra, to test the mutation chances of pure-bloods before the war." ”

Simon was not a fool, on the contrary, he immediately sensed the point, he squirmed his vocal cords with difficulty, and said, "Hydra wants to transform the Black Wall Man? ”

Draenor did not answer directly, but explained what a "purple blood" was: "The blood of Hydra that activates the mutant gene is all made from the blood of His Majesty and His Highnesses, and your bloodline is as pure as the Nine Heads, or more pure, but Your Highnesses will not be stupid enough to use their own blood to risk genetic ability to do an experiment that is nine times out of ten, and it is impossible for there to be so many pure-blood specimens on the ground." A purple-blooded person like you should have been able to rise all the way through the ranks with outstanding bloodlines, but it was His Highness Morfinn who found you, and your fate had already marked the price. ”

"My lord, it's five hundred milliliters." Hydra hesitated to stop the blood flow, and Draenor slapped Simon on the shoulder, shook off the words: "His Royal Highness the Lord Regent is rarely kind to you, let us find a less painful way to die for you, and you will be able to die in peace within today, not like your predecessors, put in an urn to survive and not die." ”

He shouted, "Keep adding!" ”

The snow-pure girl gradually became plump and ruddy, and a thousand milliliters of purple blood were infused, and the girl who had been sleeping sixty-two years ago finally opened her eyes. "Ah!!h The girl immediately cried out in horror, Simon looked at this new Hydra made with his blood in silence, Draenor nodded with satisfaction, and calculated: "The first of the 12 people, praise God, this era will be the era of Hydra!" ”

A drop of purple blood fell to the ground.

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