Chapter 161: Assault
As a nun of the Holy Lance, Magdalina really lives up to her reputation. She walked silently, like a dark shadow pushing the door shut, and in an instant she flashed in front of Ymir.
After listening to the door for a moment to make sure that no one was following her, Magdalina breathed a sigh of relief.
Ymir looked at Magdalina's caution and couldn't help but wonder where she had learned her anti-tracking skills. People who have not practiced it will not learn such standard and beautiful movements from textbooks.
"Ymir, let's go, go and capture the Dragon Jewel!" Magdalina rarely took off the white robe on her body, and changed into a black robe, with a cross shield tied to her left shoulder, and two thin swords behind her back, dressed neatly.
Ymir rolled his eyes and stopped talking, if he could have sneaked in stealthily if he had done it himself, what was the matter with an extra Magdalena now?
Magdalina smiled faintly and said, "I'm not a burden to you, you just have to use your abilities, and we'll split up until the end as long as we can get the Dragon Treasure in our hands." ā
Ymir's expression did not panic, but showed a smile and said, "I didn't expect you to be so taboo." ā
"I don't know why you're hiding your true abilities, but I'm not interested in telling anyone else." Magdalina nodded, "If it weren't for acknowledging your power, how could I be a teammate with you?" ā
Lions will only team up with lions, while domestic pigs can only be with domestic pigs.
Ymir frowned slightly, not knowing how much Magdalina knew about her abilities, anyway, she was confident that it wouldn't be all. He pondered, "Magdalina, S.H.I.E.L.D. is no ordinary place. Otherwise, let me explore the path tonight, and if I fail, find another way, lest we both be put in danger. ā
Lowering her head slightly, Magdalina bit her lip lightly, and said in the same tone: "We came together, of course, we have to face danger together." Father Terrance had secretly released some false news outside and transferred the black widow out. Tonight, Hawkeye Barton is the only one in charge of guarding the Dark Energy Research Institute, and this is the best chance to act. ā
Ymir's heart trembled, and he was inexplicably moved, which proved that Magdalina had gradually come to see her and herself as one. True, they are no longer fighting alone, but are part of the Watchmen Alliance.
"Well, since you say so, then let's not delay any longer!" After Ymir finished speaking, he directly levitated from the ground, transformed into the body of an unjust ghost, and immediately disappeared in front of Magdalina's eyes.
"If I had known that you were so powerful, I wonder if I would have told the priest?"
A hint of panic flashed in Magdalina's eyes, and she couldn't help but sigh. She would never betray Ymir, and since she was born, no one had cared for her so sincerely.
Not daring to think about it for a moment, Magdalina took a few slow steps in the darkness and became one with the black. This special stealth technique, which contains ninjutsu, visual deception, and other skills, is a unique ability of the Holy Lance Nun line.
Two dark shadows sneaked out of Ymir's room and rushed directly to the deepest underground chamber.
The main defense forces of the Dark Energy Research Institute are deployed on the outside, but there is no defense against the inside. Magdalina couldn't see Ymir, but she could feel his presence in the gusts of wind around her.
She couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth, and a competitive mentality that she could only have in front of her teacher when she was a child suddenly emerged. This kind of vigilance within the Dark Energy Research Institute couldn't stop Magdalina, but she wanted to behave better in front of Ymir.
When necessary, Magdalina is even willing to sacrifice herself to distract S.H.I.E.L.D. from the task so that Ymir can complete the mission. On the one hand, Ymir disappeared without a trace after becoming invisible, which is indeed more suitable for stealing the Dragon's Jade.
On the other hand, it is the thoughts in the heart of the little woman, which is not enough for outsiders.
The further down there became, the more classified the real yĆ n room, and Dr. Servig's real yĆ n room was on the lowest floor of the basement of the Dark Energy Research Institute. Compared to the garrisons of the other layers, this layer is the most fortunate.
Not only are there agents patrolling, but there are also some high-tech products secretly developed by S.H.I.E.L.D. to participate in the defense.
Magdalina walked down the safe passage into the lobby on the ground floor, where a researcher working overtime suddenly pointed at her and exclaimed, "You're not from our level, why are you running around here?" ā
The emaciated researcher was still showing how smart and vigilant he was, but Magdalina had already coldly drawn the rapier behind her back.
With a flick of his wrist, an exquisite sword flower had already encircled this unlucky ghost. The tip of the sword tapped steadily on the researcher's throat, bringing out a thin blush.
Several agents on night duty had already made great strides over, drawing their weapons from under their ribs as they ran: "This is a military restricted area, raise your hands, otherwise, we will attack!" ā
The leader of the squad picked up the walkie-talkie and yelled, "Fuck, someone made a big mistake!" An enemy has invaded our patrol floor! ā
The personnel at the monitoring center immediately became nervous, and they turned their probes to face Magdalina. However, when he realized that there was only one intruder, he relaxed slightly.
One of the responsible officers picked up the intercom: "Haha, come on, it's just a little girl, maybe a researcher on the upper floors." You're making a bit of a fuss, oh my! ā
Before the officer in charge could finish shirking his responsibilities, he saw Magdalina pull out her two slender swords and rush into the ranks of the agents on duty at the bottom with gorgeous sword flowers.
The Holy Lancers have been the backbone of the Church's fight against evil in the past, facing enemies who are either mad lovers of dark magic or monsters from hell.
Therefore, the sword skills handed down by their family are also the most concise, effective, and violent in the gorgeous.
The tip of the sword, which had gathered all his spiritual energy, lightly provoked the bullets fired by the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, and then with a natural arc, it penetrated into the bodies of these agents in a domineering manner.
Those agents with modern guns in their hands seemed to have seen the most bizarre scene in their lives. They pulled the trigger desperately, and the bullets from pistols, automatic rifles, and even submachine guns shot at Magdalina like a stream.
However, the woman with the black hood on her head seemed to be a phantom, almost dancing nimbly in the barrage, passing through and quickly forcing the group of agents who were slowly retreating.
Every time a sword flower blooms, it takes the life of an agent. Those agents who were unfortunate enough to be stabbed in the body by the tip of the sword were pierced by the power contained in the rapier through the holes the size of bowls, and then swept out like a mass of garbage by the sword wind.