Chapter 284: Budding Hope

The man looked at the wreckage everywhere, he withdrew all the spikes, and the thousands of holes on the ground leaked out in an instant, and the three humanoid weapons that were originally strong and powerful all turned into a pile of broken iron at this moment, scattered on the ground, and electricity and sparks burst out from time to time, swaying in the air. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"But I'm not involved in this answer, I'm still in a hurry, but I don't have the time to spend time here with this pile of big iron boxes," the man stopped putting on his unloaded upper armor again, and walked towards the slowly opening door with his naked body. The speed at which the door opened was really like a turtle walking, and it took less than half a moment to open, "Hasn't the door opened yet, it seems that someone is in the way from somewhere else," the man looked at the door he had been waiting for him to open, "A little help, I don't know what kind of things the other party will prepare to come out before this?"

He raised his hand, trying to summon spikes through the crack of the door to push the door open, a sound of piercing the air, as if to tear the skin apart with the impact of the scorching heat hit the man's back, the man's body shook slightly, he looked at the shoulder that was affected by the spread of the aftermath, it was covered with a layer of burn-like marks, that part of the skin was destroyed, and the internal muscles were also blackened as if they had been grilled, and there were bursts of stinging pain, presumably the center of the injury was more serious. Although for men, this little pain is nothing at all.

"This time it's a ......" The man turned around and saw a young man standing in front of the elevator door, holding a weapon all over the body in both hands, his body was trembling, his body was wearing a white coat, "Is it a researcher, and it's a child." ā€

"Are you holding back the door I'm going to open? The man had a playful smile, like a playful person who was interested in something.

"I should be asking you what means were used to open that door, and even the permissions in the hands of us developers can't be stopped," the young man swallowed nervously, trying to put on a fearless expression, "Also, why did the Moon Night Knight come to invade here, you should be a captain, you should know that behind that door is taboo," the young man's gaze was fixed on the stone on the man's chest, and the palms of his hands holding weapons were full of sweat, "And where did that thing on your chest come from?" ā€

"How can I tell you all in one breath with so many questions?" the man smiled and shrugged, "But before the door opens, it's nothing to talk to you a little, as for why the Apocalypse fragments are in my hands, I naturally collected them in some places, and I was able to open the door because of some small means, as for the reason why I want to invade here as a knight of the moon, it is my own will." ā€

"Stealing the Apocalypse, but the worst crime in the Moonlit Realm, are you going to betray the Moonlit Knights?" the boy shouted at the top of his throat.

"Well, it's almost, it's just that what I'm doing happens to be in violation of the laws of the Moon Night Realm, and it's helpless to constitute a rebellion," However, in response to the boy's scream, the man still kept a smile and simply admitted the boy's statement, "Moreover, it's not your turn to think about this kind of thing as a researcher." ā€

How could this be, this man, although he is a leader of the Knights, really wants to take away the fragments of the Apocalypse, even if it will be the enemy of the entire Moon Night Realm for this, the young man thought to himself, he looked at the man's smile, and felt that he saw the devil being small to himself, and the pale skin made him feel that the man was an undead, he was mixed in the Knights, and had been waiting for this day, this day the Silent Court fell into chaos, he became a knight's disguise, and re-became an undead to complete the obsession that he had not completed in his life.

The boy felt his legs tremble uncontrollably.

"The Court of Silence has kept the Book of Revelation with us, and it is my responsibility to take care of its safety. The boy said.

"I was thinking about it just now, you should be Hope, the one who has been passed around by everyone, who is young but has amazing talent as a researcher, the second-in-command of the current researcher, who has been confirmed to succeed the researcher. The man ignored the boy's words and took matters into his own hands.

"I, I'm Hope. Hope replied nervously, he thought to himself that he was so famous?

"Yes, it's really you, I've heard someone mention you, should you praise me, to be able to stand in front of me so courageously and not run away. The man said.

No, no, no, I'm really scared, I just feel obligated to stand here, but it has nothing to do with whether I'm afraid or not, Hope roared in his heart.

"The weapon you have in your hand is interesting," said the man again, "what is it? Did you make it?"

"This, this is the magic gun, using the Flare Crystal that stores mana as an energy source, extracting its mana and converting it into an attack weapon," Hope didn't know why the man was so interested, but he didn't mind being a temporary narrator if it could be used to delay the man, "The foundation was conceived by everyone, although the latest improvements were made by me." ā€

In fact, not only this magic gun, but even the humanoid weapons that could already be sent out to fight before were secretly improved by Hope behind everyone's back, and he wanted to take these as a surprise to prove that his skills had improved again.

But now that the weapon is destroyed, the weapon in his hand has no effect on the man, and Hope knows that the shot just now can hit because the other party released the water, because for a man, such a blow is no different from scratching.

"It's really an eye-opener for me, from just now, if there were these things at that time, the war would have ended faster, and there wouldn't have been so many people living in pain," the man sighed, "God is really unfair, obviously these things were needed so much in those days, but they didn't give them to us, and now there is a temporary peace, these things are all made but useless, and can only be thrown into the ground and gradually rot." ā€

"We're really living in irony. At this sentence, the man raised his head and spoke, as if he was looking at the old man in the distance.

"You, too, have survived that era, although I don't know what it was like then," said Hope, "but Mr. Niya, the dean, who also survived that time, led us to create the Fellows, so that we could have the means to fight against it before such a catastrophe came, and although it was still just beginning, sooner or later, it would succeed." ā€

"Sooner or later," the man sighed, "but for those who have already walked through hell, the so-called day is gone," the man raised his hand towards Hope, Hope, you are really talented, if you can, want to take you to the ideal world with us, that person will be happy, but it is still impossible, every word you say is contrary to our long-cherished wishes, we have long since lost the strength to move forward to the future, the motivation for us to live to the present is just the unwillingness to grieve the past, we are people of two worlds after all. ā€

What the hell was this man talking about, Hope thought to himself, where did they want to take him, what was the ideal world, and what he called "that person," who he didn't know, and who was glad to be there.

"Maybe the budding of technology will really support people one day, but we, who belong to the past, can't wait for that day. You can also see that the power of the apocalypse has destroyed the technology that you have always been obsessed with," the man gently stroked the protruding stone on his chest, "and because of this kind of thing, we are treated as dispensable garbage by the whole world, so we want to take this thing away and laugh at the world." ā€

"Do you want to say that no matter how hard we try, we will have no power to fight back in the face of god-like power," the man's words suddenly made Hope a little angry, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words, he remembered what Mr. Second Night said to himself, Mr. Second Night's hope, he hoped that technology could become a powerful weapon that people would be proud of in the future, and even be able to fight against God," I have always regarded a man as the light, and I believe in what he believes, and he said that what we are trying to study will become the hope of mankind in the future, so I also believe that even if we are weak now, one day, human beings will be absolutely and even God can be crushed under their feet!"

Hope himself didn't know why, but he was still able to say this loudly and firmly under the pressure of the power of the Apocalypse, as if he was declaring war on the power from above, and he only knew that at that moment he seemed to be no longer afraid of anything.

"Yes, is that why you are favored, really, enviable," said the man, "and we are not on the same path, you have carved out a path full of light for yourself, and we have long since trekked through the thorns of blood and sacrifice." ā€

"It's a pleasure to talk to you, if only I lived in the same world as you. ā€

Hope suddenly felt that the scene in front of him began to blur, the man's smiling face seemed to be far away in the field of vision, and gradually walked away, no, it was his own consciousness that began to drift away, he felt a void in his abdomen, he looked down, but saw red blood flowing under his feet, and a white spike passed in front of him. Hope's hand drooped weakly, and his fingers rubbed against the surface of the spikes, cold and cold, and felt like human bones.

The man withdrew the spikes, leaving a hole the size of a bowl in Hope's abdomen, blood flowed out of it, staining his white coat red, he fell in a pool of blood, in the blurred vision, the man's back kept shrinking, he thought that he couldn't delay the man after all, it was easy for the man to kill him, he stretched out his hand towards the man's back, and he didn't even know if his hand was listening to his control.

He didn't know if he would die just yet, but before he fainted completely, he thought he didn't know the man's name yet, and he cared more about who the man's "man" was.

The door was finally completely opened, and the monitoring room was dead silent again, everyone sat silently, stunned at the screen, they kept trying to terminate the instructions, and tried to convey the obstructive signal, and finally let the door open successfully, and they saw the deputy director being pierced by the man and fell to the ground, as if they saw despair.

The man walked into the inside of the door, behind which was a small enclosed space that could only accommodate about five or six people, like a large black box, and the man could see the dial inlaid on the back of the door with the help of the faint light on the meter. Only the glass of this showroom is fake, the back of the door is not a showroom, it is also an elevator, but there is only one floor to choose from for this elevator, which is 6 floors underground.

The Templar Research Institute's hidden, and truly the lowest level underground, contains things that are vital to the entire Moon and Night Realm.

The man once again took out the white card and swiped it across the instrument plate, and the elevator rumbled, leading the man down.