Grimmel glanced briefly at the elven programmer's summary, and he nodded for her to leave.

"Is there anything you need to report?"

"No, Professor. ”

Zino...... How's he doing?"

This time, Veryl was delayed a little longer.

"Normal, Professor. Cumulative bugs did not appear. ”

"Hmm. Grimmel suddenly saw a flashing red warning light in the corner of the monitor, "Someone's coming...... He's a dangerous person. Veryl, contact Zino and ask him to come over. You're ready to meet the enemy. ”

The sudden arrival of the enemy did not cause Veryl any of the consternation that humans have, and the Administrator spoke so highly of the comer that she immediately activated the energy trigger, and the aura of steel blue and gold energy escape immediately covered her entire body. Without seeing any energy released, she stepped out and instantly appeared in the center of the office.

Grimmel straightened his white coat and waited for the visitor to arrive.

In less than ten seconds, Zino also appeared in the other corner of the office. Like Veryl, his whole body revealed an extremely dangerous aura when he turned on the energy trigger, and if he hadn't been accustomed to and believed that these two sensory ecological cyborgs had no ability to attack him, he would have been intimidated by his own creation.

A deafening siren sounded through the Sky City, and the brilliant light emitted by the thousands of magic arrays working at the same time flickered outside the window. The energy converged and contracted towards the center where he was again and again, and in just a few seconds, the energy value of the absolute active elements accumulated here had already exceeded the limit of the power that a fourth-level powerhouse could mobilize. The power of absolute suppression has even made the space here extremely solid.

Veryl's cold facial features didn't change at all, and the elemental microtubules in her body raised a few swift signals forward. She snorted softly and raised the sickle in the air with both hands. Fiercely slammed into space.

The blazing blue and red flashes only flickered for a moment before disappearing eerily, although they did not have the strength of the fifth level, the absolute strength of Veryl and Zino was enough to break through the weak point of the space.

Zino also followed with a blank face, the energy sword in his hand stabbed towards another point of emptiness, and the dark red energy blade cut into the void space, dissolving the intangibility again. Then it was Veryl, who attacked the empty air over and over again with a coherent and unsluggish movement, each brilliant energy instantly disappearing into the cracks in the space, making her ferocious attacks seem to be just ordinary swings that are weak.

Verrier and Zino's consecutive attacks lasted ten times. Then they stepped back together, and the information exchange between the two reached its maximum for a moment, and then the energy sword and metal scythe fell to a point again with a hissing sound that cut through the space.

"Stop. ”

Grimmel said, both cyborg retracting at the same time, retracting their attacks without resistance. But the energy trigger still activates a powerful energy source, pointing at the coordinates where the space is broken.

The facet of Sheila Oressa's body reacts as a total reflection of the mirror, gradually slipping out of space. Her appearance was a bit wolfish, her red hair disheveled by the touch of energy, and her gaze dimmed. The face is also unhealthily pale.

She raised her hands flat to indicate that she had no weapons and didn't want to attack. She slowly stood on the metal floor of her office, her slightly jealous gaze scanning the two mechanical bodies around her that she couldn't understand.

"We only have one side, Lord Sheila. But I still recognize you. ”

Sheila couldn't see much in the subtle gaze behind his reading glasses. Having not yet recovered from her serious injuries, she jumped back and forth in this particularly solid space to avoid enemy attacks, once again making her feel a threat that she had not tasted in a long time.

"How do you feel about betraying Orka. Sheila's eyes were gloomy. I don't care what impact this sentence will have on the subsequent negotiations.

"The path I have chosen is not to be judged by others. Even if they want to say. I'll have to wait until I'm dead. You look at the way I look, you don't have to wait long, do you?" said Glimel lightly. Sitting in his place, he stared at Sheila, who was standing between Zinoveril, "Tell me, what do you want me to do." ”

"Don't get carried away. Sheila coldly spat out her threat, "Even though I'm badly wounded, I've underestimated your strength. But I tried my best, at the cost of my strength regression, and you still can't stop me. If I still underestimate you, I could easily die with you. ”

The fifth-level powerhouse was so threatening that the powerless Grimmel smiled indifferently.

"You've lived so long, you're still young, kid. He smiled, "Tell me what you're going to do." ”

Sheila was slightly angry but didn't dare to attack, she stared into Grimmel's eyes and said coldly:

"I want Siu's body. ”

"Why?"

"No comment. ”

"Ah, then I'll guess that you, the organization behind you, want to use Swu's body as a basis for the resurrection of the dark mage, right?"

The space around Sheila flickered, and the weapons in Zino and Veryl's hands erupted in blinding flashes at the same time. Grimmel's reading glasses automatically dimmed and filtered out ninety percent of the light, and Sheila, who was buried in the wave of energy, slowly stood up, her gorgeous red robe a few more torn.

"You...... How dare you—" Sheila exclaimed angrily, "I'm here to save your face!

"If you want to take Siu's body, can Orka sit idly by?Besides, with your strength, can't you do it?What are you thinking about coming to me, an old man who has no purpose and is crazy about his discipline?" Believe me, I know Orka better than you do. ”

Sheila was speechless, her brow furrowed deeply, but she didn't dare to act rashly under the watchful eye of Zino and Veryl. Otherwise, even if she could grasp the initiative for a while, it would be difficult for her to escape from the Sky City safely. If his condition continues to deteriorate, he will be dead if he encounters the phantom again.

She looked at Veryl and Zino beside her. The latter did not have a trace of emotional fluctuations from her glances.

"Yours, these two...... Opus. I'm afraid it was designed to be used against Orka, right?" said Sheila.

Gremmel's eyes narrowed slightly, noncommittal.

"Then I'll make sure. Sheila said coldly. "The power implied in Siwu's body can already partially resonate with Orka's power, and such a power is already difficult to suppress lightly with an ordinary fifth level. Even if he could defeat her, he wouldn't be able to separate her from Siu. But I know you have the power, and these two of your works have the power. Because that's your design idea, and I haven't really practiced it in that battle, but there have been countless simulated battles, right?"

Veryl still didn't change a bit, but Sheila saw an imperceptible jolt in Zino's eyes beside her. That's the involuntary emotional fluctuations that occur when real memories are triggered, and Sheila is sure of that.

"I see. She relaxed her body, finally revealing her trademark flirtatious smile. The curves of the bewitching body rubbed under Grimmel's gradually cold gaze, "Then please take back Siu's body, I will give you enough time to study, as long as you finally hand over the body of the Demon Emperor to me." As for the reward, it is that I will not give my life to destroy this real room of yours. ”

Grimmel didn't say a word, his hands on his knees gradually clenched.

"Let's go, the conversation ends. I won't stop you, and I guess you won't trouble me. Just act as if nothing happened today. ”

At their behest, Zino and Verrier slightly relaxed their restrictions on Sheila. The space behind her opened up, and the section was a silver, fully reflective mirror.

"When I go back, I'm going to kill Orka?"

Grimmel didn't say a word.

"Then I'll go and kill Orka—you'll get confirmation soon. ”

Half of her body was already submerged in the spatial passage. A drop of sweat dripped down Gremmel's snow-white sideburns. Sixty years of mutual trust and betrayal flowed like a slide in his body of thought.

- "I'm sorry, I'm a demon. ”――

- "I'm sorry, I'm human. ”――

"Wait a minute!!"

Sheila turned around with a grin. Holding his arms over his chest, he smiled at him and the two emotionless machines.

"You madman!" Grimmel stood up tremblingly and stared at Sheila in front of him. There was a hint of failed decadence in his voice, "You...... Why did you act like you were friendly with Orka in the past, I thought. Think you're the real ...... True partner ......"

"Partner, I wouldn't trust a demon who wasn't my race," Sheila sneered, "and put on that face because she still has the value of being used." Now that her value has shifted to Siu, it's stupid to worry about her life. But, then again, when you question me about this, why don't you think for yourself why you betrayed Orca, the Orka whom you think no one knows better than you?"

- I know Orka, but I don't know that I have such ambitions. I know Orka more than I do—

He still didn't say it, just nodded stiffly at Sheila.

"I'll just do it, and I ask you to keep your promise and not hurt Orr—not everyone in the real room and the city in the sky. ”

Sheila smiled triumphantly, turned and disappeared into the passage of space. Grimmel sat in his office chair, and after a while, he opened an operation interface and slowly entered a command code, the terminal of which was of course "Eleven" and "Forty-Six" on standby in front of him. The Tower of Babel let out a series of explosions, and the Tower of Babel, which had not fallen for thousands of years, finally made the magic of time act on the ancient blue bricks fiercely because it did not have the maintenance of the magic array, and the ancient tower thousands of meters high had burst into several huge cracks in a few days, crumbling in the snowstorm in the south.

The long steel cable slammed into the sky, and then the hook at the end cut lightly into the ancient brick. Immediately, there was the sound of the friction of the retraction of the machine, and the black-clothed group jumped up in the air outside the Tower of Babel at a vertical and arrogant angle, and every time the thin steel cable was recovered, they could rise dozens of meters in a straight line.

I don't know how long it has been. The black-clad group of black-clad people mechanically manipulating the vertical maneuvering device in the clouds pointed at the tower. There was no other sound, and more than a dozen people immediately dispersed. The sharp steel claws between the gloves made it easy for them to cling firmly against the stone wall. They floated around the smooth outer walls of the tower in gecko-like nimbleness, and a moment later. One whistle sounded, and the others immediately converged.

Finally, a small window was found leading to the tower. After the others have entered, he enters.

The inside of the tower was cold and dim, but at least there was no more unpredictable storm outside the tower and the sense of confusion and fear that could not see the end of the body beneath him.

In the dimly lit towers, they are not the only ones who make sounds. In a hidden corner, the sound of a rattle sounded. In the dim sunlight of nowhere, they saw the stone balls, which were actually the size of human heads. Because of the magical power stored in the Tower of Babel, they have their own internal magic cycle, giving them some life-like characteristics. The instinctive threat caused the orbs to slowly float out of their hiding place. In front of everyone's eyes, the stone ball cracked, revealing some kind of metal hook-like organ, and the golden arc brightened up with a crackling sound, accompanied by a small burst of sparks, and a shock of electricity rushed towards the nearest man in black.

The man in black sat on the old steps a little tiredly, and with a wave of his hand, he swept away the electric light in front of him. The stone ball, which measured the gap between itself and the intruder, immediately hid and disappeared into the cracks of the Babel Pagoda as it had come.

A person takes out a box-like thing from his backpack and opens it. Suddenly, a ball of fire burst out. The rest of the people sighed comfortably and leaned over to keep warm, and some of them put their quick-frozen food near the fire to thaw.

"We rested for three hours, and at four o'clock we set off. ”

Gigmund lifted his hood with his hand. He drew his dagger, checking the firelight for any signs of possible rust. Her expression and temperament were as cold as here, and the people sitting next to her couldn't help but feel that cold and sticky spirit seeping into their bone marrow.

This was true of Gigmont in the past. But since she ascended to the head of the Cross Brigade without the protection of ancient level 10 magic, her unique temperament has intensified. For this. As the head of the Cross Brigade, she is understandable, but as her friends, Bell, Han Litai and others always feel that some aspects are very inappropriate.

None of the other special operators said anything more. They all took out their pocket watches and looked at the time, and then started their simple meal without a sound. The silent lunch time passed quickly, and most of the special operators dressed in black were wrapped up and huddled together and fell asleep.

"Bang!"

A thin, sharp piercing sound rang out, and Bell slowly withdrew his crossbow gun. A few stone balls that were about to move immediately retracted, and the kind that was pinned to the ground and couldn't move was the best warning.

With a few frosts on her beautiful little face, she moved to Gigmont's side without saying a word, staring intently at the daggers that lined her on the ground. Long or short, sharp or poisonous, Gigmont stroked the edges of each dagger as if he were counting his treasures, silently inserting them back into the straps hidden in every dark part of his uniform. Then she pulled out a pair of long knives from her back, and the blades that had accompanied her for more than twenty years were still as arrogant as snow, flashing with an unapproachable chill and coldness.

With the knife sheathed away, Gigmont turned his gaze to his friend.

"I have to come along, it's not my order. ”

"Isn't it the privilege of a friend to disobey orders?" said Bell softly, "this tower won't last long." Without the constant reinforcement of the magic of the Sky City, it would only last a week at most. ”

"If you feel it carefully, the Tower of Babel has been shaking dangerously. Swift Xia Qi's teacher, Han Litai, one of the pioneers of melee magic, sat beside them, holding his staff, "Gremel is not Orka, even if he has powerful combat weapons in his hands, he doesn't know how to use them skillfully. Put it in his hands...... It's really a waste. But here's our chance. ”

"But our goal is not to assassinate Grimmel, but just a simple reconnaissance mission!" Bell pursed his lips with some dissatisfaction, "Giger is already the head of the throne, if she has any strengths and weaknesses, then it is a big deal...... Why didn't she listen to us?"

These words were whispered in Gigmont's ear, apparently for her.

"Not really," she said with her eyes closed. "How can I protect myself? I can only feel at ease if you are by my side. ”

"Cut ......," Bell snorted, "you have the highest opinion of Grimmel in the group." Let's talk about why. ”

Gigmont looked around, and most of the other special operators were asleep. Perceive from their smooth mental fluctuations. They won't hear what she is about to say.

"Bell, Han Litai," she said in a small hazy voice, "remember what Glimel did when we were teenagers when Black Wings showed his hideous scarcity?"

The two men were silent.

"Yes, a lot of people in the village have been taken away. Whether it is a child of five or six years old or a young man who is about to start a family, he has disappeared into the mines of L'Bains without any explanation. Because of this, many of their families believe that they are alive, and they come to the rebel headquarters every year to cry and petition. Let's hope we can get them all out. After so many years, coupled with the original vague information, I am afraid that they have been-

"I just want to find out what happened at that time, why was it only that time when Blackwing frantically captured young people and children for human experiments, and in the end there was no result? Could it be that Grimmel's real yàn failed? In any case, I have to give an account to myself and the families of those children......"

Gigmont's words stopped, and his right hand, which held the hilt of his sword, let go, slowly stroking a bulge on his chest. Han Litai and Bell looked at each other and sighed faintly, they knew that it was a sword with no attack power. The sharp Cheng dù can only be regarded as a small sword of a fruit knife. But that sword was a testimony of her first and only love affair in her youth, and time had passed, and the child of their age, if still alive. But the reason in their hearts has always emphasized that their childhood friends are as young as the children who disappeared in vain.

It was her desperate hope that hung on Gigmont's chest at the moment. Both they and Gigmont knew that she would only be truly strong if she lost the little sword. But the word "strong" is only derived from the fact that Gygmont stood in front of his ruined home when he was still a girl. The oath made by the blood that shed from clutching the little sword was just a by-product. Those who have tasted the taste of bitter hatred will never forget the taste of jì for the rest of their lives. And will become addicted to this bitter experience.

The conversation was interrupted in silence. Time flowed slowly and irrepressibly, and when the three-hour time limit was up, the group continued to silently jump out of the small window of the Tower of Babel, and with the help of the motorized device, continued to gallop towards the Sky City on the other side of the clouds. There may be colored but more likely dark answers, but what they have been trying to do in the past has been to find answers.

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The energy sword in his hand slid in a dizzying and brilliant curve in the dense energy liquid, and in the dense energy receiving solvent, he could unscrupulously open his energy trigger and mercilessly attack the virtual enemy in front of him according to the signals entered into his mind body.

The illusory little girl-looking enemy in front of her has been fought more than a thousand times in past combat simulations. Her every attack and movement pattern has long been deeply engraved on his hard drive, and it has become a physical memory that he will never forget. Zino also knew that he had practiced with Verille countless times, and that their enemy was still the girl with a pair of silver pigtails that used gray energy to attack.

"Who the hell is she?"

The frequency with which this question appeared in his mind was that it made his thinking meaningless. From the vaguely guessable amnestics in the past, he had roughly guessed that asking Grimmel this question was absolutely taboo, and if he asked him again, the biological memories that he had managed to accumulate enough to make him think about who he was would be erased again.

In fact, sometimes he also wants to be a more pure cyborg like Verill, and his life is full of standardized planning of program modularity, and the code of conduct according to SRC is sufficient, so why bother so many complicated and useless thoughts to consume his energy when he is standby......?