Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Apostles Do Not Die
In Jagenke, the capital of the North Sea, the night is deep, and the snow is falling, and everything is silent.
With a bang, George put on his coat and pushed the door in: "The slain mass production machine has been resurrected?"
In the command room, everyone looked serious. Riley pointed to the magical image, "Mordred just sent it, look." β
In the magical image, a twenty-meter-tall mass-produced cruel angel is hobbling forward. It swayed from side to side, looking crumbling, and it would shake when a gust of wind blew, but it was indeed moving forward.
Ramos muttered, "It looks like a resurrected zombie." That's not good. β
George asked, "Didn't Isabella kill it?"
"No, its life fluctuations did disappear at that time. Just one thing is left, a core. β
"The core?mass production machine has no driver?"
"It looks like it is. It seems that it is an ultra-remote operation with a psychic hive......"
George slammed the table angrily, "Ramos! Is the Psychic Hive that powerful?
Ramos bowed his head in embarrassment.
There is an attenuation of magic energy fluctuations, and with the current technology, it is impossible to remotely control the mass production machine in Beihai directly from Doland, there must be a hidden relay station. He was in charge of fluctuation monitoring and failed to find out, which was a dereliction of duty.
George ignored him and asked Riley, "Where is Isabella now?"
"In the southwest of the Strait of Kagemo, the six to thirteen apostles are preparing to awaken and prepare to kill them at the first moment of awakening. Do you need to transfer her back?"
Georgina on the side said, "The Living Corpse Apostle is traveling in our direction in a straight line, and its goal seems to be to destroy us, not to flank the prototype on both sides. β
George breathed a sigh of relief. Now, neither Jagenke nor Isabella as the main force can be lost.
"Urbino, this guy is really causing us some trouble. Investigate the situation with iron dragonflies and scout bees. Inform Isabella that the situation has changed and that the matter will be resolved quickly. β
"But she's physically exhaustedβ"
From now on, any of us must have the consciousness of becoming a tool!"
"Understood!"
Receiving the order to take the initiative, Isabella's eyes were red and almost dripping blood, and she entered a state of extreme excitement.
"Oh ha, that's great, that's ...... That's great...... Blood, blood!"
No sooner had the Sixth Apostle sat up from its dormant chamber than its massive pointed claws grabbed its head.
With a pop, its head looked like a pinched rotten tomato, and red-white sticky paste splattered everywhere.
Isabella laughed, "It's so weak, it's so weak!
The huge magic energy caused by the death of the apostle erupted like a tsunami, sweeping in all directions, and Isabella, who was standing in the center of the magic energy outburst, instantly received a massive supply of magic energy, and the combat state quickly recovered.
The Apostle's corpse and dormant chamber were blown to shreds, leaving behind a flickering core the size of a coconut.
Isabella tried to grab it, but the action was too difficult for the twenty-two-meter-tall man, and besides, the weak magic energy reaction did not pose any threat to her, and in the sea, the fluctuating characteristics of the seventh apostle became obvious, and when she was about to move, she let out a long roar, dropped the magic energy core, and plunged headlong into the water.
Georgina took a deep breath: "Oh my God, the mass-produced machine that Makarov's airship can't even hit with the super flame bomb will be killed in one fell swoop? Is this the power of the prototype? What kind of monster did the Three Sages create?"
Riley looked at Isabella in the sea, where she found the newly awakened Seventh Apostle and was tearing it to pieces like a rag.
She said sadly, "No, she's not a monster. She is my family. β
Georgina knew that she had lost her words, and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it...... I mean...... Well, she's strong. But it's likely, probably, that she won't be able to change back, and she's always been like this......"
"Shut up!" George suddenly became angry, "At work, you are not allowed to discuss irrelevant matters!"
The two girls sighed deeply together.
At this time, a communication circle operator suddenly said, "Lord George, there is an external communication request, and it is an unfamiliar fluctuation frequency. β
George sneered: "Okay, it's finally here, take it in!"
The communication was connected, and it was Urbino's voice: "Good evening, everyone, thanks to the increasingly advanced alchemy, we are thousands of miles away, but we can speak so conveniently, this is really wonderful, it is really terrible!"
"Old fellow, don't you have a good brain?"
"As the spiritual teacher of the Cult of the Dark God, it would be undignified to say such foul words in front of so many people. β
"No one can maintain their demeanor in the face of the enemy who killed their father, I am a person who is not very patient, and I like to take revenge. β
"I explain, I applaud the progress of alchemy, which makes life more convenient, we can communicate so easily, and we can also create huge, useful puppets like cruel angels, what a great achievement and progress it would be if these were used for the benefit of humanity. As for the terrible thing, it is because human beings have the worst root nature that all living beings can't match, which is the seven deadly sins that God has ordained. Think about it, young teacher, isn't it because there are too many degenerate people in this era? β
"Above hell is light, and you, an extremely selfish old bastard, deserve nothing but to sink in the abyss of hell. The 'age of simplicity' you are talking about is just the age of fools struggling under divine power and royal power, and it will eventually be crushed. β
Urbino smiled: "I came with good intentions, do you refuse like this?"
"Hah, then, let me hear your price. β
"If I use an inappropriate analogy, if alchemy is a prank of the god of light, then this play has attracted all the audiences, and it is very wonderful. I'll be the owner of the theater, and you'll be the director of the repertoire, and how about we working together to create a theater like no other in the world?"
"A gang of robbers killed your father and seized your property, and then suggested that you conspire with him to kill someone else's father and other people's property, old fellow, are you stupid, or am I stupid?"
"Although your attitude is bad, it does not affect my evaluation of you, talented people often have character. What's more, I'm amazed at how efficient your team is. Unfortunately, however, the new order you have worked so hard to build is already crumbling. Whether it's New Tenotiran, Arara, or your hiding place, Jagenke, technological innovation is underway, but the purpose of this innovation is for a new round of hegemony, but the tools for killing each other are more advanced. The essence of human beings, nothing has changed. β
George laughed: "Of course I know! Only blood can make human beings smart, suppress their inferiority, and finally achieve balance of power in danger, peace in compromise, and integration in conflict." Instead of handing over fate to an ethereal god, to a greedy and brutal god like you!"
"I see. Young man, it seems that you already have the consciousness to practice the concept yourself, so I will not force it. I'll see how you perform. By the way, my apostle, he will not die. Prototypes could not stop them either. I'm going to see how long you can support it. Good luck!"
Urbino cut off communications.
George gritted his teeth: "Ramos, track down the location of the communication for me!"
"Yes, but it is impossible for him not to set up a disguise, and ...... in a short time"
The correspondent shouted a second time, "Master Duck sends back the communication!"
George was overjoyed: "Take it in!"
"There is only one coordinate and one sentence. β
"Say what?"
"This is the location of the Psychic Hive, and in twenty minutes, destroy it. β