Flame of Doom?

Kyristan?

The captain and lieutenant showed completely incomprehensible expressions, and the man named Kyristan laughed: "Stunned? It's no wonder, after all, that you people of the material realm can't hear of my name. It's okay, you can see with your own eyes what I'm capable of. In a way, I'm closer to His Highness Archimedes than the Big Three. It's like, I'm his shadow. ”

Apparently neither of them knew who Asmid was.

Kyristan raised his hand, and the face on his armor turned up a pair of eyes. These eyes are like living creatures, with a strange and evil light. Then the mouths of each face lit up, and from within it spewed fluffy sparks, which fell on the soldiers lying on the stairs, at the feet of the captain and adjutant. The sparks fell on their clothes and sank, and the bodies of the soldiers lying on the ground suddenly lit up with red streaks of light. The captain set off a monstrous wave in his heart, and those were not light lines, but blood vessels in the human body. The soldier's veins lit up, and this lasted only a few seconds. When the red light disappeared, their bodies began to writhe unconsciously, twisting into an unnatural position like the boy, and even the sound of flesh and bones shattering due to the misalignment of the joints.

After writhing, the limbs began to expand again, like balloons. Eventually, all of these "balloons" exploded, and in the blood mist, one monster after another began to stretch their bodies. Their bodies were initially the size of human beings, but soon their flesh flew at a visible speed and grew rapidly. As they looked at the captain with a pair of cold and merciless eyes, the captain heard the lieutenant scream.

He turned his head to see that the black lieutenant's magic rifle had fallen to the ground, and his cherished pistol was now torn apart by his own foot. The adjutant's hand was twisting back uncontrollably, and the captain heard the sound of broken bones coming from his body.

"No, no!" The captain hurriedly pressed down on the adjutant's uncontrolled arm, hoping to pull them back.

The adjutant shouted, "Get out of here, leave me alone!" Captain, hurry up. ”

He slammed away the captain, but he fell to the ground, his hands and feet no longer obeying, and he was twisting into a strange position, his body began to swell, and his neck was swollen like a bullfrog. The captain looked at him, shook his head, and finally ran up the stairs with a loud yell. The firehorns next to Keristan were about to catch up, but the king raised his hand to stop the pursuit: "Let him go, he will bring more people to serve as a medium for me to spread calamity." ”

At this time, the adjutant exploded on the stairs. In the blood mist, a newborn Firehorn Demon stood up. Kyristan laughed and said, "Lock down the base, get ready for our lovely guests." ”

He himself turned and walked down the stairs.

He didn't walk fast, but in one step his figure disappeared in place. Moments later, Kyristan appeared at the lowest level of the base, a large hall. The space is huge, equivalent to two football fields. The hall was lined up with countless cultivation tanks, each of which contained a near-perfect body. Both men and women in this are perfectly proportioned. According to the data of the brain, the muscle strength, skin toughness and physical strength of these people, including the reflex nerves, etc., are two times or even three times higher than those of ordinary humans.

This huge hall is filled with these cultivation tanks, and if these people are given weapons, then this is an army.

The hall is not dark, and at the lowest level of the base, there is electricity. Otherwise, those incubators would have stopped working sooner, and the people inside would have suffocated to death in an unconscious state. Now these people are all curled up, like babies in the womb of their mothers, and some of them still have faint smiles on their faces, as if they are dreaming some kind of sweet dream. But they would never know that outside the culture tank was the worst nightmare.

Kyristan stood in front of a culture trough, the walls of the trough reflecting his face, he squinted at a beautiful woman inside and smiled, "I wish you woke up soon." ”

Then move on.

A blazing fire burned deep in the hall, and after passing through countless cultivation tanks, Kyristan saw a door. The gate rises above the ground, almost reaching the dome. The door was shut, and every stripe on it glowed with fire.

Flame Gate!

Just in front of the gate, on an iron throne made of molten steel, a man sits with his eyes closed. Keristan walked to the throne and knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "I have deliberately put a human back in accordance with your orders, Your Highness Archimedes." ”

The man sitting on the Iron Throne opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, it was pitch black. Then, as the night gradually faded, the whites of his eyes rose from a blank of black, and finally a pair of indifferent eyes looked at the king under the throne: "Humans are really an unpredictable creature, they have such and such inferiorities, but they hope for perfection. I like to pin my unfulfilled wishes on my creations. ”

Kyristan chimed in: "I just saw those so-called grams. The people were also shocked, and in the civilization I have seen, there has never been a life that imitates itself. ”

"When I found out about this base, oh, I wasn't prepared to say that. It should have been Archimedes when he discovered this base, those grams. The Ryushi have not yet been cultivated. I think it should be the humans of the old era who planned to hide such a gram. Long army, wait for the right time to use it. Kyristan, have you already taken inventory? ”

"Yes, Your Highness."

Kyristan raised his head and said, "After counting, the grams in this base. There are about 30,000 Long. They're great materials, and I can convert them directly into mid-to-high-level combat units. There is an army fighting for you as soon as you want. ”

"It's only 30,000...... Too little. But it doesn't matter, letting go of the human will attract you more material, and moreover, it will attract that person to you. ”

A look of fear crossed Keristan's face, and he lowered his head, not daring to let the man on the throne see his expression: "Son of Dawn?" The man who brought Lord Herthes to a downfall? ”

"That's right, it's him. The son whom Archimedes had high hopes for, I can't completely erase Archimedes' will now, he is very tenacious. Even at this moment, he didn't give up fighting with me for this body. But he can't hold me down like he did before, and I need a little time. In the meantime, draw the Dawn Child to him, and I will destroy him with my own hands. When Asmid watched his children die at his hands, it was when his will was broken. ”

The man on the throne had a fire burning in his eyes: "When the time comes, there will be no one who can stop Cosmic Dusk!" ”

"In that case, Your Highness, would it be more appropriate to gather some more kings?"

"Are you scared? Kyristan? ”

Doom Flame's whole body trembled, and he said loudly, "No, Your Highness." Even if I am destroyed in the flames, I have nothing to fear. ”

"That's fine, I don't need you to deal with the Children of Dawn, you just need to keep the others in check. You're just a small soldier, that king, and I'll greet you. ”

Soldier to soldier, king to king? Kyristan smiled bitterly in his heart, he was just a small character in the heart of the one on the throne. No matter how close his abilities are to the Children of Dusk.

"Keep an eye on this base, and don't bother me until the Children of Dawn appear." The man on the throne closed his eyes again, and silence returned.

In the White House in Caesars, the chief of intelligence, Guffin, walked briskly down the passageway, and he didn't even care about proper etiquette, but instead of trotting, he knocked down a girl. But Ge Fen didn't even have time to apologize, and hurried to the president's office, only to take a deep breath and knock on the door.

"Come in."

With Mobile's permission, Guffin pushed the door open. In his office, Mobile was looking at a document drawn up by the Secretariat regarding the acceptance of federal jurisdiction by forces such as the Golden Lion.

"What's wrong, General Guffin?" Mobile looked up and looked at the intelligence chief with some suspicion. With what he knew about Guffin, it was rare for this Mr. Commissioner to make such a gaffe. If he had to come by himself, something big would have happened.

Ge Fen closed the door and said excitedly, "Mr. President, I just received a phone call. ”

"Phone?"

"Yes, the phone." Guffen walked up to Mobile's side and whispered, "It's Lowesford calling, Lowesford from the Space Agency, the associate designer of the Sword of Dawn." ”

At Guffen's reminder, Mobile remembers such a person: "What's wrong with him?" ”

"It's him, it's he who mobilized the Sword of Dawn to attack Mr. Allen and his party." Guffin said excitedly, "He himself admits to being a member of the Light Hidden Society, and Vincent asked him to do this. ”

"Is it him?" Mobile lost his voice and said, "But why should he admit it himself?" ”

"Because Mr. Allen shocked him that day, he was afraid of Mr. Allen's revenge and asked for our protection. For this, he can stand up and testify against Vincent. He had already sent Vincent a video of the phone calling to attack Mr. Allen, and with this proof, Vincent had no choice but to flee for his life. ”

As soon as Ge Fen finished speaking, the phone rang in front of the Mobile case. After the president answered, his face became solemn, and he looked up and said: "I just received the information, and the Light Hidden Society announced that it will not accept the control of the Federation, and has closed the administrative district where it is located, and has entered a state of war. ”

Guffin clenched his fists and said, "Vincent must know that Lovesford reported to us that guy was a dog jumping off the wall." ”

Mobile snorted: "He plans to tie the civilians of the administrative district to his chariot, and if we attack him, it will definitely cause a large number of civilian casualties." ”

"Guffin, you go and inform the Bethcord family first. I'm going to have a good conversation with Marshal Windsor Bello, and at the same time test the tone on Capro's side. Also, keep an eye on the Freedom Gate, and I'll have Sirius send an army to cut off the transportation between the Freedom Gate and the Hidden Order. ”

"Yes, Mr. President." Don't go.