Chapter 337: The Creator [Three Watches]
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The dilapidated street lamps gave off a weak glow, there was not a single figure in sight on the deserted streets, a gust of wind blew, newspapers on the ground flew to the mouth of the sewers, and a few wild cats hurried away.
Stopping in front of a hundred-story building, the three of them got out of the car, An Yang looked up at the surroundings of the tall building, it was all a dark scene, and he couldn't see the slightest anger.
"It's an isolated place." "It can hold off the Administrators for a while, but if it is discovered, it means that they have the means to invade as well." β
"Hold on." Anyan knew what to do.
Swipe the card to enter this dark building, the lobby on the first floor is quiet, the lights are only partially turned on, and you can see the security guards who are sleeping in the security booth, a whole row of monitoring equipment.
Their arrival only opened the eyes of the security guards, and after passing through the security gate, they were released. The waiting elevator soon arrived, and the three walked in, the door closed.
The elevator doesn't have a floor selection button, it's just going up all the time.
Affected by this atmosphere, the three of them were expressionless and silent, and did not speak until the elevator reached the 99th floor, and a crisp dinging sound sounded in the silent night.
The prophet went out, and they followed.
At the same time, the data building welcomed a group of uninvited guests, bulging under the black coat, exuding an unsettling aura on his body, and as soon as the security guard opened his eyes, he saw the muzzle of the black hole pointed at him.
Several gunshots rang out, and the security guard fell in response.
The group of uninvited guests passed through the security gate, the alarm sounded loudly, but they didn't care, swaggered and showed their weapons, and the security guards who arrived met them.
"Kill them." A cold voice sounded from the crowd, it was a strong man in black with thick eyebrows and a square face, the air around him was a little distorted, and he was out of step with this world.
But his order was absolutely authoritative, and the words fell, and the men in black opened fire one after another, and automatic weapons sprayed. The bullets shredded the building's security guards, shattered the pillars and floors of the hall, and left a mess in the hall.
The strong man in black went straight to the elevator and pressed the button up.
The elevator shows that it is stuck on the 99th floor, and there is no downward movement.
After waiting for half a minute, it was still on the 99th floor, and the mysterious strong man in black looked at the fire stairs on both sides and ordered: "Go up from both sides." β
"Yes!"
The space-time managers took the order and acted separately.
The man in black with thick eyebrows took a step forward, and pressed his hand on the elevator button in the form of a palm, and the air seemed to be distorted, and a hazy and unreal feeling appeared around him.
The number of the elevator, which was originally uncontrollable, suddenly dropped from 99 to 98, and then to 97...... 96β¦β¦
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The Prophet was leading them through the long corridor, pausing in the middle of the way.
An Yang almost bumped into him: "What? β
"They're coming!" The prophet said worriedly, "We're going to speed up!" β
When the prophet had finished speaking, he ran forward.
An Yang and Hasna followed, a little puzzled: "Didn't you say that it would take a while to find us?" β
"I don't know." The prophet frowned and looked for the reason, but the truth he thought of made him suddenly startled, and the words blurted out: "It's the creator!" β
An Yang and Hasna were also shocked in their hearts, and asked with dry mouths: "Creator?" β
"Yes and no." The soothsayer frowned, "If the creator is fully involved, we won't be able to run away at all, it may just be a projection in this world." β
But even that was enough to make the soothsayers fearful.
An Yang is even more uncertain about this unknown power that exists in legends. In his opinion, the prophet is already the pinnacle of the development of civilization, and even the creator he is worried about, how terrifying should it be?
Not daring to think about it, they quickened their pace.
Running quickly to the final data gate, the Prophet stopped and looked at them, "Only you can get in, we'll take care of the evacuation." β
An Yang looked at Hasina, and she nodded: "Don't hesitate, you are our chance!" β
He nodded violently and instructed, "Stay safe!" β
"Yes!" Hasna followed the prophet who was walking from the other side, saying, "We can quickly get to the underground depot through the back door and pick him up." β
Hassina nodded with a serious expression, weapons had already appeared in her hands, two micro punches were held in her hands, and bulletproof + tactical vests were hung on her body.
Without squinting, the prophet said, "We exist so that he must pass through the door of truth, and everything else can be discarded." β
"I understand." Hasna nodded.
The prophet glanced at her, and said something but didn't say it.
But the clever Hasna felt: "Is it related to me?" What future do you see? β
The prophet was silent, and after walking down the stairs on the other side for a few quarters, he nodded: "He can't know, but you can know, and you can choose not." β
"I want to know." She affirmed.
"You're going to die." The prophet's next words kept her in place.
The voice seemed to be a merciless judgment, and she didn't want to bow her head, but she had to believe it.
"It's a little hard to accept." The prophet said, "I have seen the scene, we will all die, and he is the only one who can pass through the door of truth." β
Hassina bit her lip and sped up: "Let's hurry!" β
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An Yang pushed open the data door and walked into the room.
Just like a server room in the 21st century, rows of blade servers are neatly arranged, with no end in sight, and the room is far larger than it seems.
A glowing path under his feet spread to the front, and An Yang followed with a quick pace, finally coming to a work desk with a display screen flickering.
I touched the keyboard and the display screen lit up.
There is only one document on it, and the name reads: The Gate of Truth.
Anyan clicked on it with his mouse, opened it, and then he felt dizzy, and suddenly he was in another worldβin fact, he was still there.
It's just that everything around them has changed, they are all made up of letters, numbers, and rows of dazzling data streams, and countless pieces of information are hidden inside.
Anyan was reading it as fast as he could.
The Prophet and Hasna had already descended halfway down the floor, and then met with a group of black-clad administrators, and without saying a word, the two sides drew their guns and fired at each other, and a bloody battle began in the stairwell on this floor.
Hasina, who was armed with two guns, calmly attacked her opponent with a hint of anger, her reaction was fast and accurate, the world slowed down in her eyes, and she could even see the bullet hit her opponent's chest and the blood exploded.
The deepening of her understanding of this world made her ability continue to increase, and under the effect of no distractions, she was instantly put into a group of black-clothed managers, and then the sound of empty warehouse hanging up sounded.
Xiu raised his eyebrows, threw the gun out casually, and the person rushed forward as soon as he accelerated, leaped up and stepped on the wall, and pounced on a man in black with a gun in the opposite direction.
The man in black raised his hand and there was a burst of strafing, the bullets flew at a speed that she could discern with the naked eye, she twisted her body in the air to adjust her direction, and actually dodged the bullets, and then pounced on her opponent!
She used her flesh shield in front of her, grabbed her gun with one hand, and soon fell again, and with the Prophet's attack on the side, the managers who went forward slowed down the attack.
"Go this way!" The Prophet kicked open the door to the fire staircase and returned to the level.
The agile Hasna jumped up and followed, she didn't care about the corpses at her feet, an urgency for time and the future, which made her explode.
At this moment, she was like a god of war, and she kept killing forward.
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Anyan has absorbed the information.
He was there, but saw two of his companions descending from the elevator, and another group of people ascending the elevator, with the creator's projection leading them.
Without further ado, An Yang quickly left here, found a random door, and after walking in, it turned into an elevator, and An Yang entered the information on the second basement floor.
The two elevators were going down, and the elevator door on the 99th floor opened, and the expressionless creator walked out, chased people to the data gate, pushed it, and couldn't open it.
It's a door that can't be opened violently by design.
The creator snorted coldly and kicked out violently, the door couldn't stop this force, and it burst suddenly, and the two doors flew out more than ten meters away and landed in the empty hall.
The creator looked around and turned to leave: "Block them on the second basement floor!" β
Second basement floor.
The doors of the two elevators opened at the same time, and the agile Hasna immediately aimed her gun at the other elevator, and the hand pressed on the trigger was already close to the critical point of firing.
But it was An Yang who came out.
"Oh my God!" Hasna breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward: "How's it going?" β
"It's fine." "This space is expanded with each cycle, and the path to the Door of Truth has been opened, the only way to access the truth of the world." β
"Nextβ" An Yang was halfway through his words, and the three of them stopped.
There were not only hundreds but hundreds of black-clothed people standing in front of them, who had blocked the parking lot, but none of them had weapons in their hands, just a pair of fists.
The provocation could not be more obvious.
"Weβ"
The Prophet raised his hand to interrupt Hasina: "Protect him from leaving, I'm here to stop you!" β
Both Hassina and Anyan looked at him, they both knew that in the face of so many people, it would be difficult for the Prophet to escape from the Ascension, and this would be their last.
"I've accomplished my mission, and I hope you will succeed too." The prophet said indifferently that he was ready to face the end.
"Take care!" An Yang had a lot of things to say, but in the end it was only condensed into these two words, a fateful encounter, but fate quickly tore them apart, the sober.
The world is impermanent.
"I'll do my job too!" Hassina said something that only the prophet understood.
The Prophet nodded, and took separate steps to show his fighting stance, a taunt on the corner of his mouth, ready for a life-and-death battle between the warriors of the group.
Hasinara left to ask An Yang, and although they met briefly, their honesty in soul and fighting side by side have already cemented a friendship.
"He knew the day would come." Hasna said to him.
An Yang suppressed the doubts in his mind first, and the prophet would buy them a little time, and the future was in front of them, and he could not afford to make the slightest mistake. (To be continued.) )