Chapter 50: The Weight of the Sword (1)
It's like going for a ride.
Such a thought popped up in Luo Yin's mind.
Hordes of dragon subspecies chased after them, guns and smoke like fireworks, and the cold wind and snow could not catch up with them.
He finally saw the steel wall erected on the ice field in the distance, City 23.
Words and spirits are copied, and the sword is royal.
The double realm was released on top of each other, and the heavy iron gate covered by ice was dented and deformed, opening open to the sides.
The glittering halls are empty, and motorbikes sped past marble tiles and red carpets.
"Is anyone home?"
Rumble!
Jun Yan, it's really good.
The exit of the hall was shattered along with the walls, and the motorcycle continued to gallop through the gap.
The bioelectric current of the Spirit Snake spreads through the metal to all directions, and the structure of the building and the location of all life forms a clear image in Luo Yin's mind.
"Turn left and fall thirty meters later."
Susie pressed her right foot against the wall, and the heavy motorcycle almost had to take off off in a narrow aisle.
The clouds came out of the sheath, and the motorcycle fell from the crack in the floor to the negative floor.
"Found them. Go straight and knock it all out. ”
Human high-quality bosses are constantly navigating for you.
They are not guinea pigs trapped in a maze, just remove everything in front of them.
Twelve black swords edged outwards and surrounded the motorcycle. The cuties who pounced out of the corridors, ceilings, and empty rooms had their claws slashed off before they could touch the paint.
The concrete wall at the end of the corridor burst open, and the motorcycle rushed straight through the wall and landed on a steel bridge more than 50 meters above the ground.
They entered the inner layer of City 23. The extravagant halls on the outside were used to entertain auction guests, while the interior is a huge factory with a rugged style.
"Release them."
It's the old man again.
The dome above suddenly cracked, and a six-meter-long dragon-shaped Deadpool fell from the sky from the metal cavity in the roof, stretching its body and crippled dragon wings.
Luo Yin in the back seat of the motorcycle pouted, the sneak attack would not have any effect on him.
Susie stopped the operation of the Pandora device, and the bloodline broke through the upper limit, climbing from A+ to the next generation level.
The metal railing on the iron bridge was directly twisted off by the violent magnetic field, and the motorcycle flew off the iron bridge and fell to the ground. That's their line of attack.
"Hold on to something."
In most cases, Susie alone is enough. She alone is an army of thousands of horses.
Twelve black swords streaked through the geometrically beautiful trails, piercing and cutting through the gaps between bones and muscles, and black blood poured down like rain.
Nine dragon-shaped Deadpools were winged off almost simultaneously, and the falling dragon snake roared in midair and pounced on them. But the motorcycle unexpectedly hovered and then drove flat in mid-air.
"Tsk."
It's really sad that you can't speak and have low intelligence.
Like dumplings, Deadpool made a hard landing on the steel ground, and the exaggerated bones were broken in pieces.
There was a loud bang from the duang, the sound of a heavy motorcycle crushing against its skull.
The black swords that erupted in the alchemy realm flew and slashed, but for a moment they sliced through their spines.
In order not to make the scene too bloody, Luo Yin used Tiancong Cloud to give them a good time.
"Have you had enough?"
Luo Yin raised his head and observed his surroundings.
The interior of City 23 is a metal honeycomb-like structure, with tiers connected by stairs and iron bridges.
Further down should be a nuclear reactor for energy supply. No, there should still be the corpse of the King of the Sea and Water.
The guards and researchers inside the shelter stood by the railing, nervously watching the two uninvited guests.
No one dared to point a gun at them. What had just been released was the product of the base being second only to the Immortals, privately referred to by the guards as "tyrants", and the winged serpents were dealt with like chickens.
Dots of light were sprinkled in midair, condensing an illusory human form.
"Don't mind, we just need to verify, you're the one we're looking for. Welcome, young Samaria. ”
Holographic projection, the system cannot detect the identity information. But Luo Yin could roughly guess the identity of the old man.
The people related to the last princess of the Tsar family, coupled with his black robe and the silver cross on his chest that was badly worn, and his pale blue eyes with strong seduction, there are only a handful of people who meet this condition.
"Surprising, but not so surprising, Father Gregory."
Grigory Efimovich Rasputin, an eternal stain on the history of the Orthodox Church, "demon monk" Rasputin.
According to the secret party's later research, he was 100% a high-level half-blood, at least A-level.
Aside from the Council of Elders of the Secret Party, Luo Yin rarely saw Ange's peers. Rasputin is almost ten years older than the principal.
But based on the fact that he is in a wheelchair and on a ventilator, it is estimated that Rasputin is not exhausted by the old rascal.
"Her Royal Highness the Empress is not in good health, so the younger version of her will do the work for her."
Rasputin waved his arm as thin as a twig, and the light and shadow condensed another person beside him.
The clone princess who was beaten up by Luo Yin in City 12 before is now sitting in a wheelchair on a drip.
He almost didn't hold back, but the extremely high level of civilization made Luo Yin suffocate. What a combination of the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled on the other side.
Anastasia stared at him with a cold look in her eyes, she was sure that Luo Yin was the white dragon that had invaded not long ago.
"Luo, I appreciate the way you came up with your name. The good Samaritan, the Good Samaritan.
They were united with the Gentiles and considered by the Israelites to be mixed races, isolated and banished, and settled in the mountains of the Northlands.
But when an Israelite was confronted by a robber, the noble priests and Levites stood by and the Samaritans came to their aid.
When I read this story, I was not moved or understood.
I just think, Samaritans, how lonely, how noble, how confused, how ...... Lamentable! ”
"You're thinking too much, I'm just thinking of a foreign name."
Rasputin was noncommittal, smiling.
Luo Yin: "Don't be close. I've got something you're looking for, tell me straight. ”
"You are the one who killed the Wind King and destroyed the World Tree."
The priest affirmed.
Luo Yin was a little surprised. Odin modified the memories of the whole world, and there were not many people in the know.
Among those in the secret party, no one saw his dragonization process.
"[Eternal Memories], what a great work, it can even fight against the world's super spirits."
Rasputin exclaimed from the bottom of his heart. This is an existence that violates the basic laws of alchemy, and the first generation may not be able to create such a thing.
Luo Yin's face darkened. His first works, which have so far only flowed within the Secret Order and the Samaritans, each of them is registered as its whereabouts.
But with the financial resources of the evolutionists, it is normal to be able to get their hands on it quietly. There are no airtight walls.
"Don't hide yourself anymore.
We believe in power and power just like the dragons, and the girl next to you, someone like her would never follow an ordinary alchemist. ”
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A little card, write more tomorrow.
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