Black Tower.

It's not like an academy or a college, where satellites can look at this dark tower all the time, and ordinary people can see it, but no matter how you look at it, it's an inconspicuous building.

Sun Wuru originally thought it was inconspicuous.

If it weren't for the dozens of corpses of Federation fighters lying on the ground, and the roar and screams coming from St. Peter's Basilica behind them.

The smell of gunsmoke and blood is so familiar.

Sun Wuru didn't put down the hand-held electromagnetic gun in his hand, which was more than one person high, and he didn't need to aim at all, "Taichu" controlled his body, and his arm dragged the electromagnetic gun that had been automatically aimed, and accurately shot a sniper who was ambushed on the roof.

The combat materials sent by remote 3D printing were decomposed into several combat robots at this time, which were also led by "Taichu" and protected around Sun Ruthless.

"Brain load over 67, please stop using all other gifts immediately."

It wasn't until he finished saying this sentence that Sun Wuru felt a pinprick feeling coming from the depths of his brain.

It turns out that this is the gift of surrender, although he is not as skilled as Lin Qionglu and Zhang Lingqiu, but it is enough to deal with ordinary people.

It is indeed a battlefield killing weapon, and even humans wearing battle armor will first lose their fighting spirit because of this gift, and then be crushed by the power.

This is the gift of Sun's ruthless choice.

He understood this when he came out of the recuperation machine, and it was not the most powerful healing device in the eastern country that treated him, but himself.

That being the case, learning a new gift is not a big deal.

Speaking of the gift of surrender, he has also seen a lot.

The onslaught of the Federation continues, and there has been a serious stampede in St. Peter's Basilica in Guangcheng, and more Federation soldiers are breaking into the area, as if the so-called international law has been unable to stop them.

The target is the Black Tower, and the presence of another Eternal is never allowed. Regardless of whether Yu Nian can catch Sun Wuru or not, controlling Nuoda and the military power he has at his disposal is the top priority.

As for borders? It seems that they don't care very much either.

The eastern kingdom did not respond to the attack head-on, and even though many countries saw what happened today in St. Peter's Basilica, no one came forward to speak.

Because someone stopped them.

Alone.

From a dead end in the dome of St. Peter's Basilica to the bottom of the Black Tower seven hundred meters away, no less than 100 Federation soldiers died at the hands of Sun Wurui. The strategic materials given to him by Dongguo even include long-range strategic missiles, which are equipped with a complete electromagnetic shielding system, and a shielded power grid with a radius of several kilometers is covered near the Black Tower, and the "Taichu" is grasping the initiative here.

But in the interval between the two sides, Sun Wuru was very quiet here.

It was so quiet that you could hear your own heavy breathing.

There is no need to kill him, but simple resistance cannot gain the initiative, and the Federation is afraid that it is also in a dilemma, even if he knows that Sun is ruthless and willing to be bait, Yu Nian does not have much to do.

Just like that, I watched the door of the Black Tower open in front of Sun Wuru.

No one had ever seen this door open, and there should be a huge underground facility under the Black Tower for people to enter.

Ever since Noda walked through the door, it had been closed for him forever.

Open it again, maybe it's his own will.

Sun Wuru did not take off his armor and strode forward.

The light illuminates the old dust, the mottled wooden desks are almost decayed, and the smell of printing ink and aged parchment comes to the nose. It seems that guns and missiles are outside

It is not possible to disturb the tranquility here, time seems to stop in this tower, and every grain of dust here has a memory of history.

The black door closed behind him, and the light from the outside did not shine through, but it accentuated the light of a candle at the end of the hall.

There was an old man sitting at his desk, flipping through a book bigger than his head.

"The signal is normal, the other party allows us to enter."

Nuoda didn't seem to embarrass him, the voice of "Taichu" was so clear that there was no delay, and everything Sun Wuru's eyes saw would be truthfully uploaded to the academy's database.

The sound of the door opening alarmed the black-robed wizard, who flipped through the book much faster, but the book was so thick that he didn't know how long it would take him to finish it.

If you turn it over quickly, you won't be able to watch it.

Perhaps, I don't have time to look at it again.

The wizard closed the book.

"I'm the Black Tower Two-Page." He stood up tremblingly and got straight to the point: "I'll take you to Lord Noda." ”

As he spoke, the vibration outside the Black Tower disturbed the silence here. The building seemed to have a natural sound insulation and shock absorption effect, and Sun ruthlessly saw the image transmitted back from the "Taichu" in his ruthless eyes, and the outside had fallen into a sea of fire. "Friends" and "Taichu" are inseparable, but this place is still peaceful.

If you don't look at the dust that shakes out of the black bricks.

"Will you go to the East too?" Sun followed him ruthlessly and unhurriedly, spiraling up the stairs.

"The other five pages have passed, Hermes is still in the north, and I'll just stay here." The second page did not look back, looking at the dust falling from the window, the old face wrinkled together, and shook his head slightly: "Because this tower is built by me." ”

"Creation?" Sun thought ruthlessly for a moment, looked at this perfect black tower, and blurted out.

"No, this tower is made of ordinary obsidian, it's just that the stress is used wisely to keep the sound out." Page 2 says, "That should have been in Roman times." ”

"Noda also shares his blood?" Sun Wuru has always been curious about this mysterious black tower.

"There are only two of them." Page Two said, "One page can share his thoughts remotely with many people, and I can maintain the stability of this tower." Since then, the remaining five pages and all the wizards of the Black Tower are nothing more than ordinary people who have gained hundreds of years of lifespan with diluted blood. ”

"What about them?"

"Some people died in the Alps, but most people just left, and we don't know where they went." Page 2 says: "The wizards of the Black Tower are just some students who read books, and we are more through people to discover the secrets of the gifts, which is no longer suitable for the times. In the 10th century, the Black Tower was the strongest of the three parties, and Yu Nian was just an old man under the fence. Well, that history is recorded over there. ”

Page Two lifted his chin towards one of the floors of the Black Tower, and the side against the wall was filled with old and heavy books, the dust on which was being shaken down little by little.

It was not only the habit of the bookkeeper to record history, and it was not until the 16th century that the Black Tower was the one who knew the history of Europe inside out. Noda witnessed the rise of St. Peter's Basilica, the struggle for divine and imperial power, until now it has been deserted and declined, and people have only lost everything prosperous before they revisit their old beliefs.

But it was already too late.

The moment the second page raised his head, Sun ruthlessly saw his equally old face. Just like this black tower, it looks old, even a little dirty.

And just like that, they came to the top of the Black Tower.

Noda opened it for two

doors.

The sunlight shone into this room, which was as small and oppressive as Lin Wei's office, and Sun Wuru saw the skyrocketing fire outside the window, raising the dust on the empty desk, and then Nuoda's young and handsome face.

"I should have left a long time ago, but in order to arrange for the others......" blonde hair fluttered by the window, and Noda hid behind the wall, glancing at the battle outside the window.

Invite Sun Ruthless to come in, perhaps also so that this black tower will not be directly blown up by the Federation.

"I can take you away."

"I know, Dongguo recognized you." Nuoda glanced back at Sun Wuru, and spoke quickly.

An eternal who has lived for almost three thousand years, looking at a twenty-year-old boy.

The latter didn't feel anything.

I don't remember who told him, when people get old, they slowly live as a symbol, and his personality does not change because he has more time, but is the same as the photo, permanently fixed there.

Noda is synonymous with timidity.

It's just that his practice of letting others go first really surprised Sun Wuru.

"If there's nothing wrong, leave now." Sun ruthlessly commanded everything, and the entire Vatican was in a sea of fire, just as he expected.

But the outcome of the battle can never be predicted.

"I've heard George lost, it shouldn't be like this." Nuoda touched the back of his neck, leaned two steps towards Sun Wuru, and looked directly at him: "Do you know the truth?" ”

Sun ruthlessly subconsciously wanted to say something unclearly, but he didn't say a word.

"Your mother is a different person, I thought you would inherit something from her, after all, you are the most special one." Noda didn't ask any questions, and he didn't have anything to clean up, he pressed a mechanism on the wall, and the whole room began to fall.

Voices are once again isolated, and the Black Tower also has a huge quantum computing cluster underneath, which is the brain of the Black Tower and the energy core that sustains the entire Vatican and even Italy.

"Erpage, you really don't want to go with me?" From beginning to end, only Noda was talking, and after hearing this question, the old second page only shook his head.

In the empty arsenal, there was only one lone flying machine.

"My home is here." He hesitated for a moment and bowed slightly to Nuoda: "I'm very grateful for the days you gave me." ”

The light of the flying machine quickly illuminated the two pages of robes, and this time, the Black Tower was finally empty.

"Send you to Central Asia first, and the East Council will send someone to pick you up." The aircraft trembled a little from the chaotic electromagnetic signature, and everything around them was caught in artillery fire.

The Black Tower had already been surrounded by federal soldiers, and if Sun Wuru hadn't chosen the right time, perhaps even he would not have been able to break through the encirclement and break into the Black Tower.

"What about you?"

"I'm going to church."

"I heard you right, St. George's Cathedral?" Noda's handsome face was clouded.

"Yes."

"George died of old age."

Sun Wuru paused for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Yu Nian will flip that switch, whether he can catch you or not. It has nothing to do with the fear of death, it's just that his ambitions are just too big. Nuoda said: "Su didn't promise me to participate in the Tinder Project, that was the only way out. ”

"I know."

This was the last time Nuoda heard Sun Ruthless's voice, and inside the high-speed flying aircraft, Sun Ruthless's position popped out of the cabin and disappeared into the sky.