Chapter 503: Chess Pieces
"My lord, do you want to do something to them?" After mocking Rodney and the others, Akihiko Kayaba asked. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
This group of people has jumped to this extent, but it is almost the same.
Su Mo leaned back in his chair and said lazily, "No, continue to cooperate with them." ”
"Huh?" Kayaba Akihiko was stunned for a moment, things have developed to this extent, and they still want to continue to cooperate with that group of Atlanteans?
"You go there yourself, and you are caught by that little girl." Su Mo looked at Kayaba Jinghiko and said, with a slightly malicious smile on his face.
Aoba Jinghiko was speechless for a while, of course he was sure that Su Mo would not trap him, and it was impossible to trap him in such a way. If you really want to deal with yourself, the other party can wave your hand to make yourself survive and not die, and there is no need to use such a roundabout way.
"After being the uncrowned king for so long, the earth has also developed to this extent, and it is almost there." Su Mo opened his mouth and said.
Akihiko Kayaba's eyes flashed with essence, what did she mean by this, did she want the S.H.I.E.L.D. Elite Society to completely come to the stage?
Although these two huge organizations are now known to the world, in the hearts of most people on the earth, they only know that they are organizations composed of a group of supernatural beings and controlled by the state.
They don't know what lies within, the terrifying forces that are intertwined in all directions.
Now, has it finally decided to go to the bright side, and the dragon will wake up from its slumber with its eyes closed and truly take the whole earth into its hands?
"My lord, I'll go back and prepare right away!"
Kayaba Akihiko's voice changed tone, and she looked extremely excited, and disappeared into the room at once.
Alice Phil didn't speak, it seemed that after that day, Su Mo had changed slightly.
But he didn't say it himself, not even Phil asked.
Alice Phil felt that this high-ranking man was actually a lonely person.
"This is the neighborhood. I can't imagine that there is such a dirty slum on the Origin Star. Natalie frowned slightly, and walked down the alley in the middle of the surrounding low houses.
The houses weren't too bad, and they weren't the slum mess one might expect, but at best the old town was a few decades ago.
But now that the earth has developed to such an extent, these habitable conditions that were acceptable have suddenly become extremely harsh places to live.
Of course, Natalie frowned not because the environment was bad, but because she felt that S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Elite Society were really hateful.
You know, the Atlanteans were in the most critical situation of the war, and they ensured that everyone in the rear would live in peace and contentment, and that there would never be such poor living conditions—well, at least that's what Natalie knew.
Now that Origin Star has not faced any external enemies, and Rodney and others have done their best to help, I didn't expect that there are still people living in aquatic fire.
Natalie's heart has an additional sense of resentment and disgust for the two huge organizations that secretly control the earth.
With an astonishing memory, Natalie navigated the intricate alleys and soon found the location that Rodney had to offer.
He reached out and knocked on the door, and there was silence inside, and no one responded to Natalie's actions.
But Natalie had already heard bursts of nervous and rapid breathing, and it was clear that there were people inside, and they were very nervous.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not your enemy, I'm here to help you." Natalie's voice was gentle, like the warm rays of the sun falling on the face of a person shivering from the cold, warming the whole body and mind.
This is not the result of Natalie's cultivation of "light", the Atlanteans cultivating light is just a simple energy, not real light. It's just that the form is somewhat similar to light, and other Atlanteans can't have the same magical heart-warming ability as Natalie.
This is Natalie's natural skill, as if she was born with a saint, a goddess, a soothing and convincing ability.
"Who are you?" A slightly trembling voice came from the room.
"I'm Natalie, an Atlantean, and you should know us. We're here to help you. Work together to overthrow the brutal rule of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the elite society. Natalie said. It may be ridiculous to say this from someone else's mouth, but in Natalie's mouth, it seems so normal and natural.
"Really?" The voices in the room calmed down a bit.
"It's true."
Natalie's voice was gentle, "You open the door first." "A mere door, even if it is reinforced, naturally can't stop Natalie, and it can't stop the S.H.I.E.L.D. pursuers, and it only brings a little comfort to the people in the room.
The door opened, revealing a teenager inside.
The boy was blonde and blue-eyed, and he looked handsome—or rather, he used to look handsome. Now there were terrible scars on his face, an arm was gone, and the sleeves of his coat fluttered with the movement of the door opening.
Natalie's heart was immediately filled with anger, as an Atlantea, she couldn't help but have a slight affection for the same blonde person, and seeing this young man's appearance at this moment, of course, the anger was difficult to suppress.
"This group of people even refuses to let go of their children!" Natalie said through gritted teeth.
"Sister, are you really here to help us?" The boy spoke.
"Yes." Natalie nodded with a serious face, and behind the boy was a dim and cramped room, in which there were five other people besides him.
Everyone was not very old, all of them were wounded, and the room was filled with a smell of blood, but this young man was the least injured.
Because his wounds were all old, while the others were new, and even one of them was bleeding from the bandages he was wearing.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to let you get any more harm...... Natalie said softly, trying not to irritate these people, both physically and mentally.
At this moment, the sound of a whistling break in the sky came from outside, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Natalie jerked her head back and saw several people in silver-white full-body armor not far away.
The silver-white mechanical exoskeleton armor was about two meters long, enveloping the whole body, not revealing half of the gap, and there was a blood-red electronic eye on the fully enclosed helmet on the head, emitting a strange red light, sweeping over Natalie and the small house behind her.
"Spot the target, clear it immediately."
Confirming their gaze, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s pursuit team immediately raised the weapons on their armor and aimed them at the house, including Natalie.
With the sound of explosions, the house was reduced to ruins in an instant.
However, the people inside, including Natalie, were unscathed, and a golden mask wrapped them, and those weapons slammed on the mask, but they couldn't make the mask shake for half a minute.
Natalie stood in the light mask, looking cold: "You S.H.I.E.L.D., really want to kill them all?" ”
"Atlanteans?"
The leader of the eight-man pursuit team saw the light mask and immediately recognized Natalie's identity.
It is no secret that the Atlanteans cultivate "light" on the earth, and the people on the earth also have their own special abilities, and the Atlanteans are not a race that simply develops technology, which is not an unacceptable thing for them.
It's just that for the captain, S.H.I.E.L.D. has helped this group of people in a bad way, why would they still come to obstruct their activities.
Of course, it is not clear whether it is clear or not, and it will not affect the next move in the slightest.
"Do it."
In the internal communication channel, the captain gave the order and rushed directly towards Natalie and the others.
The seemingly heavy mechanical armor didn't make a sound when it moved, and it came to the light mask at an extremely fast speed, and its five fingers were opened, and a knife that vibrated at a high frequency extended out of its hand, and it slashed into the light mask around Natalie.
Natalie's eyes narrowed slightly, unmoved.
The high-frequency knife that was as sharp as clay looked at the light curtain, and the light curtain trembled slightly, and a crack appeared, and it was about to be cut, but the crack disappeared in an instant.
The light mask emitted a dazzling light, and even everyone covered in armor was stimulated by the dazzling bright light.
Even if it was only a split second that it was transformed into other imaging methods, it was too late.
The eyes behind the armor helmet had become dark, and Venus was rising, and tears flowed out unconsciously.
"Let's go."
Natalie made a quick decision, and the power of light was quantified into giant hands and wings, grabbing those behind her, and the wings behind her were about to leave here.
"Want to go?"
At that moment, a dark shadow rose from the alley below, and swooped down like a panther on Natalie, the gap between her and the men.
Natalie, who was not in her prime, couldn't dodge, so she could only avoid the light band that grabbed the boy at the beginning, and the rest of the light bands were instantly cut off by the black shadow.
The group of people fell, and were directly blasted into a sieve by the locked weapons on the armor of the people under their feet, and they were completely dead before they could fall to the ground.
The panther spun in the air and landed on the roof, dressed in a black suit that looked extremely light, looked up at Natalie and let out a sneer.
"You!"
Natalie looked at the drooping corpse and was speechless for a moment.
In her heart, she still has a little underestimate of the earthlings, even if she is in an injured state, she can easily walk several times on the earth.
Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face just after meeting the strong man on the earth.
In a fit of rage, Natalie finally stopped holding her hand, and the energy of light turned into a huge palm, and with the movement she swatted, it instantly landed on the house where the black panther was.
The panther was not handsome for more than three seconds before he was buried in the rubble of the house, not knowing whether he would live or die.
(To be continued.) )