As Ayala was hurrying along the corridor, Cheng Mo, who was standing by the window and was contemplating the abandoned Ferris wheel diagonally opposite, also caught a glimpse of a white light piercing the deep night of Athens like a meteor, speeding in the direction of the Acropolis Mountain.

Cheng Mo immediately confirmed that it was the Demon God Beret, and the Chosen One with the ability to fly was already rare, and the speed was still so fast, at least in the top two hundred of the Heavenly List.

But even though the Demon God Beret's True Body Heavenly List ranked in the top two hundred, Cheng Mo still didn't understand why the Demon God Beret was so arrogant. According to his speculation, it was Napoleon VII who came to Athens to destroy Hydra, and the demon god Beret appeared so blatantly that he declared war on Napoleon VII in front of the world.

Although Napoleon VII is only the twelfth god general who has not been promoted for a long time, he is also a god general.

The Twelfth God is immune to forty percent of the damage, and the extra skill is a barrier that ordinary Chosen ones can barely surpass.

Cheng Mo was deeply impressed by this, and he especially remembered that on the day of the terrorist attack in Paris, he fought against Napoleon VII. In addition to taking off the shielding ring to increase his stats skyrocketing, the Lord of the Plague in the World-Destroying State also brought him a huge amount of damage reduction. Not only that, Xie Minyun also sacrificed his life to inflict an incomparably powerful buff on him.

Such a terrifying blessing made Cheng Mo, who felt the power at that time, deeply believe that if anyone can defeat the god general head-on, it is only him. However, the reality is a bit unforgiving, he can indeed be on a par with Napoleon VII, but if he wants to threaten Napoleon VII, he needs stronger combat power and more combat experience.

Unfortunately, Xie Minyun only received a buff from sacrificing his life once, and even if he honed his stronger combat skills in the future, he couldn't wait for the angel who could apply the buff to his life.

Thinking of this, Cheng Mo closed his eyes, and there was anger and pain burning in his heart. Thinking that his enemy was the Star Gate, which had six god generals, Cheng Mo occasionally felt powerless, but he never gave up seeking justice from the Star Gate.

After that battle, Cheng Mo thought for a long time, thinking that unless he found an opportunity to kill the god general's body like Napoleon VII, the god general was invincible at all. But this road is estimated to have been put to a dead end by Napoleon VII, out of the matter of Philip's god generals, those gods and generals will definitely be more careful in the future, just like the gods of the lighthouse country will be equipped with aircraft carriers when they go abroad, maybe this will be the standard in the future.

If we have to find someone who can defeat God head-on, then only God will be able to do it. It is extremely difficult for ordinary Chosen to hurt the Divine General, let alone win or kill the carrier of the Divine General.

Cheng Mo didn't believe that the Demon God Beret could, but he didn't think that the Demon God Beret was a fool who rushed to die. So he was very curious at the moment, and he couldn't wait to go to the bottom of the Acropolis right now to see what was going on, but unfortunately he was trapped in the Hydra Mansion and had no such possibility.

Not being able to witness the war of the century is a matter of great regret for Cheng Mo. It's a relative pity, but this is also good news, for Cheng Mo, it is the time for Hydra to escape without the demon god Beret in charge.

Cheng Mo stared in the direction of the Acropolis, stood for a moment, and found that the battle did not start immediately, thinking that his Uloporos had not been taken back, and it was pointless to pay attention to other people's battles. He put aside the chaotic thoughts in his head, turned around and walked to the hole in the wall, and went to the next room.

In the next room, the fat man Eugene is sitting in the corner with Sinclair and the elite man Rektzka, talking softly. Fat man Eugene rolled his lips and said that his experience was spitting, Sinclair listened with relish, and the elite man Rektzka smiled as if he was listening, but his eyes were actually staring at the hole opposite.

And Mohammed Al-Ovis was holding a gun, squinting his eyes and sitting next to the doorway that Cheng Mo came out of, as if he was helping Cheng Mo guard, and as if he was afraid of being attacked by the enemy, he was ready to come over at any time.

Seeing that Cheng Mo had quietly arrived here, Mohammed Oweis hurriedly stood up, seemingly Cheng Mo's loyal guard. Cheng Mo turned his head and glanced at Mohammed Ovis, he didn't shy away, he looked at Cheng Mo frankly, and didn't say anything. Cheng Mo could glimpse the layers of thoughts from the wrinkles on his forehead. Of course, Cheng Mo could not dig deep into Mohammed Oweis's heart to dig out what he was thinking, but he could vaguely see a deep remorse and frustration.

There was nothing called "light" in his sharp eyes.

Perhaps it was the collapse of some kind of faith that led to the loss of hope.

Cheng Mo's heart moved slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Do you believe in the Creator?"

Muhammad al-Owis hesitated for a moment, then squirmed his lips and whispered, "I believe in the Creator of my heart, not in the Creator of heaven. ”

Cheng Mo denied the speculation in his heart, but he felt that Mohammed Owis followed him upward, not as simple as trying to escape, but he didn't seem to have any ill will towards him. Cheng Mo did not continue to test Mohammed Ovis's interest, nor did he greet the other three people, at this time he did not think that he would have anything too deep to do with these four people who met Pingshui.

He walked straight to the hole in the wall on the sixtieth floor, half-crouched down and focused his energy on his cochlea and listened carefully, all sorts of sounds converging into his brain. After finding that the elevator had stopped, Cheng Mo decided to leave immediately. Although there is not only one security staircase in the Hydra Building, but when the security staircase becomes the main access, there is an infinite possibility that traces of human incursion will be found.

Cheng Mo jumped into the safety staircase lightly, and even the sensor light was not alarmed. Immediately after that, Mohammed Al-Owis also jumped down, and his movements were also very sharp, and he looked like he was trained. Then there is the elite man Rekcka and the hacker Sinclair, and in the end, only the fat man Eugene remains, and the operation is stuck again.

"Boss, don't leave me alone?" whispered the fat man, leaning on the hole in the wall like a giant mouse poking his head out.

For Eugene, a fat man of almost three hundred pounds, even if he just jumps from a height of more than two meters, the burden is very heavy, and if he accidentally falls on his foot, he will become a burden to the team, which almost means death.

Before Cheng Mo could speak, the elite man Rekcka took the initiative to walk to the wall, leaned his back against the wall, bent his knees and said, "You stepped on my shoulders and came down?"

"Brother, I'm not ordinary heavy, can I do it?" the fat man Eugene hesitated.

"Won't you know if you try it?" the elite man Rykcka straightened his chest and picked up his strength.

"Then you hold on! I will definitely lose weight in the future, so that you will not be so embarrassed....." The fat man Eugene whispered as he sat on the floor in a different position, and stretched his legs out of the hole in the wall, his fat body stuffed into the hole, like an elephant stuck in the wall. In contrast, the elite man who was originally quite strong was like a thick firewood stick. Cheng Mo can imagine what will happen to a fat man of three hundred pounds standing on the shoulders of an elite man.

Sure enough, when the fat man Eugene stepped on the shoulders of the elite man Rektzka, he just used his strength tentatively, and the face of the elite man Lektzka who was leaning against the wall turned red, and his body involuntarily slid down a little.

Cheng Mo could only shake his head and said in a low voice: "Wait, I'll come!"

The fat man Eugene, who was propping up on both sides of the wall, withdrew his feet and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, boss...... But can your little body withstand my toss?"

Cheng Mo said angrily: "I would be so stupid?"

"That'..... That...... How do I get down?" asked Eugene the Fat Man, with a sad face.

Cheng Mo didn't answer, but just showed the "Seven Sins Sect", and casually carved a few gaps in the wall that could be leveraged, forming a group of steps.

"So cool!" Eugene, the fat man in the army-green Hydra uniform, is not clumsy at all, he looks like a fat version of the "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles", and he climbs down from it with a slick in his posture.

Cheng Mo turned sideways and motioned for the others to move forward, and he whispered: "It's still the same, take your steps lightly, don't talk, I'll go last." Cheng Mo didn't think that these people would have thoughts about him, but he had always adhered to the ancient Chinese creed - "You can't have the heart to harm others, and you can't have the heart to prevent people."

After Cheng Mo spoke, the black and thin Mohammed Al-Vis consciously held the PP2000 and walked up the stairs, and the team moved cautiously in silence. It only took a few minutes to build the tenth floor, and there were no accidents along the way, and Cheng Mo and his party successfully arrived at the seventieth floor.

At the top of the staircase on the seventieth floor, an alloy roller shutter closes the entire staircase, blocking the way. Cheng Mo listened to the situation above, didn't find anything, thought about it for a while, and still didn't use the "Seven Sins Sect" to cut the alloy door, but stood on the handrail of the stairs with the help of others, opened the mouth on the stairs and climbed up.

This is another difficult process for Fat Eugene, even if the edge of the notch cut by Cheng Mo is very smooth, it still rubs Fat Eugene's scars. But he didn't say a word, just wiped the beads of sweat with his teeth bared, and followed Cheng Mo's footsteps.

Cheng Mo did not find any guards in the 70th floor of the security staircase that Joel said was tightly guarded, and after listening a little, Cheng Mo judged that the guards were all concentrated on the floor, and the safety staircase was still unfortified, as long as Cheng Mo did not enter the floor, it was not very likely to be discovered. However, when you reach the 80th floor, the situation is completely different, not only do you have thicker security doors in the middle of the safety ladder, but even the stairs are made of alloy instead of concrete.

It is no stranger to this alloy Chengmo, which is able to isolate the carrier's "teleportation" skills. The "Seven Sins Sect" can cut through such an alloy, but the energy consumed is also quite large. Assuming that the old trick can be repeated to avoid being discovered and continue to sneak, Cheng Mo has nothing to be reluctant to, but Cheng Mo suspects that the place above the eighty layers is truly heavily guarded, and the opportunistic strategy of using the "Seven Sins Sect" is not feasible.

Cheng Mo waved his hand to let the others step back, and he stood around the corner and stopped to listen, there was a sound of footsteps hovering behind the alloy door, which verified his idea, and it was likely that more than eighty floors would have to break through.

Even if the biggest threat "Demon God Beret" has left Hydra, for their group of normal people who are not carriers, this is most likely to be breaking into the tiger's den in Longtan, and if they can save people, the chance of escaping alive is not great.

Cheng Mo's brain began to run wildly, the key is that he knows very little about the strength of Hydra, if the other party is an organization with the "Chosen One" as the backbone, then it is a fool's behavior to break through, Cheng Mo has no choice, turning around and going back is the right choice. If the other party is an organization with ordinary people as the backbone, then there is still a play.

Cheng Mo also has some understanding of the management model of the internal branch organizations of the "Black Death", such as "Penglai Island", which is an organization with ordinary people as the backbone, and none of the people he contacts are the chosen ones except for Dr. Charlie.

The advantage and disadvantage of this model is that resources can be concentrated on the leader, making the leader a powerful Chosen One. The disadvantage is that the organization does not have the money to cultivate the Chosen One, and the strength of the organization will be relatively weak. For example, Penglai Island is targeted by a group of Chosen People, even if the defense is extremely strict, it will inevitably be slaughtered by a group of Chosen People.

Even if it was only ten floors away from the ninety-first floor, it could be said that it was already close at hand, and Cheng Mo would not impulsively rely on the Seven Sins Sect to come hard. He is a man who does things intellectually, never by feelings. So what to do, we must speculate that the "Hydra" is the kind of management model adopted, and only by solving this problem can Cheng Mo decide to leave or go up.

However, at the moment, there is no information about the "Hydra", and it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, what should I do?

Cheng Mo once again fell into a dilemma.

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If you want to say what Athens is most famous for, in addition to those great sages who shook the past and the present, it is the Acropolis.

The Acropolis Hill is home to some of the most outstanding ancient buildings in Greece and one of the most outstanding in the world. Needless to say, the Parthenon, the Temple of Athena, the Temple of Erehesius, the Temple of Erechtheion, and the Hall of Adticus are places where every traveler on earth wants to come to meditate, admire, and admire. When you stand at the bottom of the mountain and look up, even if only the ruins of these marble buildings are left on the top of the mountain, it does not detract from the magnificence of its heavenly palace.

Especially at night, the light shines on the stone pillars that have stood for thousands of years, completely filling the fragments of the magnificent building, setting off the golden splendor of those temples, the moonlight shining down from the clouds, the city of Athens is like a bright galaxy, the lights are sparkling, and the acropolis floating between the stars in the sky and the stars on earth is the habitat of the gods.

Although Athena Onassis has the same name as Athena, and even when her father chose this name for her, he placed infinite high hopes and expectations, but Athena has no special feelings for Athena, the goddess of wisdom known to the world. Naturally, there is not much affection for the temple dedicated to the goddess of wisdom on the Acropolis Hill.

But there are no special feelings, and it doesn't mean that she doesn't like the Acropolis. Many summer evenings, when she is in a good mood, she sits on top of the nineteenth stone pillar and admires the wonderful view of the golden sky as the sun sets over the Aegean Sea.

With the olive trees on the shore in the breeze, Athens looks quiet and clean without lights. Even if those low-rise bungalows are stacked in the city, far from being as imposing as the neat roads of the cosmopolitan city, which are lined with high-rise buildings, they look a little bumpy.

Athena still finds it more interesting to be in a chaotic and orderly city like Athens. Athena didn't have a good impression of the metropolis, a city that artificially sets rules and order. Even though she has always admired simplicity, she is disgusted by the simple order that is planned by distorting human nature.

Unlike Athens, which may seem messy and disorderly, it has a pure logic that is the ubiquitous and straightforward convenience.

She likes simple and pure logic, like the greatest formula of all time, the Maxwell's equations, which have only four sets.

At the moment she was standing at the top of the Parthenon pillars, the highest point on the Acropolis, just because it was conspicuous enough. It is striking that all the Chosen throughout Athens are able to sense her presence.

Simple and brutal problem-solving is Athena Onassis's way of doing things.

Athena didn't have to wait long, and Napoleon VII, dressed in court courtly attire, arrived like a long rainbow in the sky. He stood diagonally opposite Athena, watching Athena in the cold midnight Mediterranean wind.

Most of the Parthenon's white jade pillars were illuminated like torches by spotlights, but the one on which Athena stood was hidden in a dark corner, but this did not affect people's senses of the temple, nor did it affect the complementarity of Athena standing on it at this time. Ignoring the golden mask covering her face, she was wearing a sage's white robe, but she couldn't hide the toning and slenderness of her body at all. The cool moonlight shone on her body, the holy and elegant brilliance was radiating, and the awe-inspiring temperament made her always look down on everything in the world with the appearance of a transcendent person. It's as if she's the statue of Athena that should have been built here.

In contrast to Athena, Napoleon VII, dressed in a flamboyant red court gown, was at odds with the sacred Parthenon, a vulgar prince of the world.

And she is the immortal goddess of wisdom.

Inexplicably, Napoleon VII, who was a god general, was born with a little inferiority, born in a prominent imperial family since childhood, and in his long life, Napoleon VII, who never knew what emotion was called "inferiority", would have this kind of negative emotions that should not appear in his dictionary.

Napoleon VII was a little puzzled, and he tried to calmly analyze the source of this emotion, only to find that this emotion had been around for a long time. Maybe it's because the woman named "Athena" in front of her has not tasted defeat in all gladiatorial battles, since she was promoted from "gladiator" to "The Chosen One", she has been soaring all the way on the heavenly list, and all the masters who stand in the way have been neatly cut down the list, ranking first on the heavenly list for seven years.

Napoleon VII did not fight Athena, but the three he lost were all defeated by Athena's men. And many of the masters who fought against Athena lost interest in gladiatorial fighting after the defeat.

Thierry Provost, a descendant of the Provost family, who had long been in the third place on the list, slumped after trying to hit the first place and fought with Athena, and once again said to him with a bitter face after drinking: " The invincibility of the gods is determined by the system of the chosen one, it has nothing to do with you, you can't beat the rules, and you know that as long as the rules are biased in your favor, the gods will be nothing, and Athena's invincibility is determined by talent, how to say, just like people can't defeat gods, because gods are outside the rules, I think even if I can become a gods, I may not be able to win Athena, this feeling is too desperate!"

Thierry Provost had beaten him, and it wasn't too difficult to win. This is the reason why Napoleon VII never challenged Athena, he knew that if he wanted to win Athena's favor, he could defeat her, but he was not sure of winning, and it was easier to get the position of god general.

Napoleon VII remembered some of his past chasing Athena, and he remembered that the first time he met her was at a seminar of the French Academy of Sciences, and this woman was an invited guest. He clearly remembered how conspicuous Athena Onassis was among the dying old people, not only because of her beauty, but also because of her attentive expression and deep wisdom.

Beauty and wisdom are combined to be a transcendent being, so women are divided into two kinds, Athena Onassis and the other women.

Napoleon VII looked at Athena in a golden mask and thought, "Maybe I've always had a little inferiority complex in my heart, but I didn't dare to face it...... Now that I am a god, there is nothing I dare not face, and there is nothing I can't face......" He sighed pretendedly, lowered his eyes, and said softly: "I didn't think Athens was a particularly charming place before, but tonight I finally experienced some of the beauty of Athens, not as drunk as New York, nor as extravagant as Paris, New York only has pure desire, and Paris is just a beautifully decorated Vanity Fair." Athens is laid-back, but with the freedom to relax, it's no wonder you're here all year round. ”

"It's not as romantic as you think, I'm only here because my lab is here. ”

Only the distant car horns sounded, and the top of the mountain seemed more and more silent. At night, the Athenian sky is extraordinarily low, and the deep blue velvet encrusted with stars seems to be within reach. Athena didn't use a metallic voice, her innocent indifferent voice seemed to float in the air word by word, and people could touch it, like a cold color that could be perceived by the naked eye.

Napoleon VII remembered that he had accosted Athena in the name of discussing academics, but the other party ignored him at all. If he hadn't traveled extensively and found her classmates and mentors, he might not have had a chance to get close to her at all. He took a master's degree from the same tutor for her, and although he didn't know anything about biosystems engineering, he managed to pass it with hard work.

Because he became her classmate, he was finally able to ask her for a mobile phone number, and on the night he got her mobile phone number, he was so excited that he giggled, and ran to the bar to invite strangers for a drink, he wrote a detailed plan on the computer, and drew up a plan to attack Athena on a monthly basis. He has a lot of patience and a lot of brains, so it's all coming to fruition step by step.

After such a long period of contact, he thought that only he knew this woman in this world, but now he found that he didn't know anything about her at all, let alone that she was the person of the Black Death.

This broke Napoleon VII, and now he is determined to put everything back on track.

"Actually, no matter what kind of lab you want, I can build you an exact one in Paris. Although the climate in Paris is not as good as Athens, when it comes to doing experiments, Paris is definitely more suitable, I know your research direction, I was not qualified to speak, but now I can open Ou Yu's laboratory to you to use, you know what it means, and even Ou Yu's research results for so many years, you can consult it at any time......"

Athena seemed to think for a moment, and then she said, "Your offer is tempting, but I'm sorry I have a better choice." ”

"A better choice? In addition to the Star Gate, is there a more powerful research institution in this world than Ouyu?"

"Yes. Athena said seriously, "The Black Death." I don't dare to say in other directions, at least the Black Death is second only to Stargate in terms of biology, and in terms of artificial intelligence and mechanical research, the Black Death will not be inferior to Ou Yu. ”

"Forget about living things, how can artificial intelligence and mechanical research be possible?" Napoleon VII was a little incredulous.

"You don't know anything about the Black Death's investment in technology. ”

Napoleon VII stood on the pillar in silence for a moment, and he looked down at the empty basilica between the two men, the great building called the Parthenon, which was now in ruins, the roof of the temple house was no longer there, only the remnants of beams and columns, and some scattered ashlars and broken bricks.

"In the center of the temple there is a statue of the goddess of wisdom made of ivory, wearing a golden crown adorned with a chariot eagle, a battle robe made of pure gold, a face decorated with ivory, arms and toes, and more beautifully, eyes carved from sapphires. She holds the shield in her left hand and the goddess of victory in her right hand. Today, the sculpture is gone, and only the dozen or so Doric marble columns and the myth of the goddess are circulating around the world. Napoleon VII spread his hands and said in a high tone, "If the Greeks do not rebuild this temple, then I will rebuild it, I swear that I will erect your statue here, the new goddess of wisdom will not hold the imperial shield, but the sword of Pasius, and the crown of the queen of the Europa League will no longer be worn on her head, and your beautiful and proud figure will stand eternally on the Acropolis of Athens...... Kerklops built Athens and erected temples and statues for Athena. Then I am your Krops, and when people mention Athena in the future, they will only think of Athena Onassis, the empress of Napoleon VII, ......." (Perseus is a hero in ancient Greek mythology, a demigod born of Zeus of the heavenly realm and the beautiful human Danae. The Sword of Perseus was given to Perseus by the gods of Olympus to slay the head of the Medusa of the Gorgon. In some legends, the blade is said to be curved like a sickle, some say it is curved like a crescent, and there are also cases of hook-like protrusions on the back of the blade. So this sword, called Bethus, is a single-edged curved sword. This form of sword has hardly appeared in ancient heroic legends)

In the face of Napoleon VII's fiery and high-spirited confession, Athena, who was wearing a mask, just nodded and said lightly: "This idea is good, except for the last sentence about the definition of my identity, I don't like ......."

"I'm serious......" Napoleon VII felt insulted, he felt that Athena did not respond to his full affection as it should be, and his emotions had always been swayed by outsiders, but at this time he was somewhat inexplicably angry. He remembered all the years he had put in, fought with so many competitors, and stood by Athena at the expense of breaking with his friends when he was dissatisfied with Athena.

God knows how much he has endured silently for this, even if she is the supreme four pillars of the Black Death, he doesn't mind, covering her up and working hard to clear her name. He thinks that he has done everything that a man can do, and there is no man who can think about her and take care of her in the palm of his hand like him, and even his sister Dawa is jealous of this.....

But how could she use such a careless attitude towards herself.

Athena seemed to be unaware of Napoleon VII's suppressed emotions, and said casually: "I don't think you are not serious." Now is not the time to discuss this, you go back, bring your people back too, and don't make me unhappy. ”

"What are you talking about?"

"Isn't it clear what I'm saying? I don't care about the arson you sent someone, so don't touch my bottom line. ”

"That's what you're trying to say to me?"

"Or else?" Athena asked inexplicably.

Napoleon VII thought that Athena was playing dumb and deliberately ignored his confession, and he suppressed the urge to ask Athena "what the hell did he mean", and said coldly: "Do you remember our bet?"

"Yes. So what? does it have anything to do with you trying to get rid of Hydra?" said Athena, impatiently.

"My wife, the future Queen of Europa, can't be the leader of the gang, I can only do this so that you have no choice. ”

Athena sneered, and a black sword surrounded by electric light appeared in her hand. IT IS NOT SO MUCH A SWORD AS A LONG SWORD, ALMOST AS LONG AS THE 177CM Athena.

"Looks like you're going to break the treaty, you've always kept your promises?" sneered Napoleon VII.

Athena jumped into the cold moonlight in the sky with a long sword in hand, her blonde hair broke free from the belt, fluttering like a flag, and the white sage robe fluttered from her body like catkins, revealing a black tight armor, which could not see the metallic texture at all, but like a black latex bodysuit, the silver moonlight was flooded on the curves that contained infinite mysteries, showing an extremely seductive and bewitching beauty, and Athena, who was still very holy just now, suddenly became evil and awe-inspiring.

The sword of Bethus, like a sword of the sun, cut through the bizarre night, passed through the sky above the Parthenon like the pupils of Athens, and slashed the head of Napoleon VII like lightning, Athena's cold voice pierced Napoleon's heart fiercely, "I never break the contract, I just want to carry your head into the palace of marriage!"

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Cheng Mo looked back at Sinclair, who was standing at the back, and asked, "If you are given a cash register connected to the terminal, can you hack into the terminal?"

Sinclair hesitated for a moment and said, "You can give it a try." ”

Cheng Mo immediately turned around and walked downstairs, "Let's go, let's go back to the sixtieth floor." ”

The other four didn't know what Cheng Mo was going to do, but no one raised any objections, and they all silently followed Cheng Mo's pace. After a little twists and turns, the five of them came to the sixtieth floor again, and Cheng Mo took Sinclair to the cash register of the Arabic restaurant.

The elite man Ryktzka also followed with the fat man Eugene, except for Mohammed Owis to stand guard by the hole in the wall.

Hydra's payment model belongs to the same system as Penglai Island, except that Penglai Island's exclusive mobile phone is used on Penglai Island, and Hydra's exclusive mobile phone is used in Hydra. Sinclair finds several discarded slips in a cashier drawer, and through them, he successfully hacks into Hydra's financial system.

The elite man Rektzka had been paying attention to Sinclair's movements, and stood inside the cashier counter and asked Sinclair some questions with great interest.

Sinclair, who was about to show off his hacking skills, knew everything, and soon he completed the task given to him by Cheng Mo, whistled, turned his head proudly and said to Cheng Mo, who was using snake yoga meditation to restore energy, "Boss, it's done! ”

Cheng Mo opened his eyes and got up and looked at Sinclair, "Can other systems hack in?"

Sinclair smiled awkwardly and said, "At present, it is only the system of the financial department, and it is not so easy to enter the higher-level system. ”

Cheng Mo just asked, he was already very satisfied to be able to do this step so far, and he didn't expect more, "It's the salary scale of all the staff, not just the ...... of the restaurant"

"Of course!" Sinclair nodded, explaining as he sped through his computer, "If I had given me a little more time, I could have tried to hack into their security system......

"I'll think about it. ”

"Uh! here's the payroll, look at it, but it's a bit of a lot, can you see it?" Sinclair stepped aside from the computer.

Cheng Mo stood in front of the computer, held the mouse and started to operate, he stared at the computer screen and said, "You only need to look at the salaries of some head employees." ”

"What do you know?" Sinclair asked, puzzled.

"Know if we should go up or not. Cheng Mo said lightly.

The elite man standing on the side, Rektzka, also stuck his head over, looked at the data on the computer intently, and asked as if intentionally or unintentionally: "Oh my God? This kind of thing is determined by the salary of the Hydra employees? Boss, what kind of logic are you?"

Cheng Mo pursed the corners of his mouth, he wouldn't tell the fat man Eugene that he was judging how many Chosen or gladiators Hydra had by the amount of salary, because the wages of these people must be much higher than ordinary people. Cheng Mo saw the name of "Ayala" at first sight, she is currently the highest-paid person in Hydra, with a monthly salary of tens of millions of euros, which means that Ayala's annual salary is over 100 million.

It's an unattainable high salary for the average person, but for the owner of Uroboros, it's nothing more than a basic income requirement to become the Chosen One. If you want to become a top Chosen One, an annual income of more than 100 million is far from enough, you must know that the price of any SSS skill is astronomical, and it is not something you can buy if you have money.

Cheng Mo roughly flipped through the first few pages of the salary scale, and soon determined that Hydra was an organization with ordinary people as the backbone, and except for three or four people who raised Uroboros, everyone else's salaries were very low. Looking at it this way, "Hydra" is likely to adopt an agent model, and all resources are concentrated in the hands of the demon god Beret.

With the data to support Cheng Mo, he did not hesitate to make a decision, he looked around at the few people who were crowded in front of the cash register, and said in a low voice: "Now I have decided to go to the eighty floor, it is very dangerous above, I really can't ensure your safety, I suggest you wait for me here, if I don't have an accident, I will come back here and take you away, if I can't come back, you can also go......"

Fat Eugene shook his head like a rattle, "Boss, I'm a gambler, if I choose to follow you, I'll follow you to the end, I won't bet in another place." ”

The elite man Rektzka shrugged his shoulders and said, "To be honest, I'm interested in what's on top of Hydra....."

"I.... I..... Follow everyone......" Sinclair said, raising her hand, very unassertive.

Cheng Mo looked at Mohammed Al-Ovis on the side of the wall on the left side of the hall, "I am not afraid of death. ”

"OK! Cheng Mo turned around and walked towards the broken hole in the wall, in order to avoid the surveillance in the corridor, he opened several holes in the wall before going around to the front hall.

Now returning along the same path again, before reaching the private room by the safety staircase, Cheng Mo couldn't hear that something was wrong, there was an obvious noise in the corridor, and he knew that this time there was no good luck, and the battle was inevitable. He made a careful gesture to Mohammed Alves behind him, and rushed towards the hole in the wall with his waist bent, the next private room was the private room by the safety staircase, Cheng Mo could see someone climbing on the wall through the hole in the wall, and he was cautiously holding a flashlight to shine in the private room.

Cheng Mo stared, and could see that under the red head was a dark-skinned face, and he calmly shot out the Seven Sins Sect, and the golden silk threads rushed wildly in the hot flashes filled with smoke, piercing the other party's forehead in an instant. There were shouts and the muffled sound of corpses smashing down on the stairs from the safety staircase.

You don't need to see at all, you can know where the enemy is just by listening to the sound, and the golden silk threads are even more hidden in the smoke-dense safety staircase, like a water snake swimming in a sea of fog, passing through the heads of one enemy after another who make sounds.

Cheng Mo's movements were like a dexterous cat, he softly ran through the hole in the wall, instantly rushed over the room, deftly drilled through the hole in the wall above the safety staircase, and jumped into the safety staircase. The practice of snake yoga just now did not make him feel tired, on the contrary, he could feel that every organ in his body was in the best condition, as long as he wanted, he could not only stimulate the secretion of various hormones through the light snakes on both sides of the spine, but also control the speed of cell division.

He is no longer the weak him, and he has even found a little sense of carrier. If it weren't for the influence of that broken heart, Cheng Mo felt that over time, he would definitely be able to train his body to be as strong as a carrier. Although there are some side effects of excessive desire, it doesn't matter.

However, it is a pity that the physical fitness of this body is still too poor, and the upper limit is really limited, far less than the carrier. However, compared to ordinary people, this kind of physical quality is no longer something that can be described as terrifying.

Someone shot in the chaos, the gunfire exploded in the faint mist, Cheng Mo, who was highly concentrated, could feel the spiral fluctuations in the air, his brain was running rapidly, and he calculated that the trajectory of the bullet behind him did not coincide with his body, Cheng Mo kicked violently, and his body rushed to the top of the stairs like a cheetah.

And the golden "Seven Sins Sect" turned in front of Cheng Mo like a soul, and at an angle parallel to the stairs, it "flowed" to the middle of the eyes of the enemy who shot without any condensation, and the man in the Hydra guard uniform was still trying to pull it, his body had lost control, and his frightened eyes were soft to the corner of the stairwell.

Cheng Mo, who was above the stairs, crashed into the three people at the corner of the sixty-first floor, and waved the "Seven Sins Sect" in his hand, and the silk-like "Seven Sins Sect" slashed from the abdomen of the person closest to Cheng Mo to the cheek of the person farthest away in an instant. Blood splattered everywhere, on the walls, on the stairs, on the handrails, and on Cheng Mo's body.

Cheng Mo was indifferent, his eyes were not focused, and at this time he did not rely entirely on his eyes to observe the enemy's position. There is no mercy in his heart, and mercy is meaningless in the moment of your life and death. Gunshots rang out again, and the cramped corridor was filled with deafening gunfire, and in the thin smoke of gunfire bloomed above the stairs.

The "Seven Sins Sect", which was originally just a thin line, also bloomed with the spear flower, and it turned into a golden umbrella, blocking in front of Cheng Mo, at the same time, the light at the tip of the umbrella skyrocketed, and the blade of light that occupied the entire corridor stabbed upward, smashing several guards who were caught off guard, and the blood rain fell in the corridor one after another.

Howls of fear echoed through the safety stairwell, and no one rushed down again. But the surviving guards did not avoid the doom of death, and Cheng Mo stepped on blood and flesh upward, like the most ferocious evil spirit in a horror movie, and descended the declaration of death.

In just a few tens of seconds, the entire safety staircase was transformed into a Shura field.

Muhammad Ovis, who was following Cheng Mo with a gun, looked shocked, and the scene on the battlefield was bloodier than the scene at the moment, he muttered scriptures to himself, and followed Cheng Mo upward.

As for Sinclair, she had already vomited on the handrail, and the bread she had eaten not long ago had turned into pantothenic yellow water and vomited out. Just a little better, when he raised his hand, he saw that his hands were full of sticky blood and fine white tissue, and he immediately bent down again and vomited again.

The fat man Eugene didn't vomit, and his face was not very good, he was originally white, and his round and fat face was even more bloodless at this time, like a ripe bun.

The elite man, Rektzka, was normal, and he followed in the footsteps of Mohammed Owis with his pistol in his hand and walked upstairs.

The fat man Eugene didn't care about his weak legs, so he hurriedly chased after him.

Sinclair, who was still vomiting, suddenly found that he and a pile of broken corpses were the only ones left in the stairs on the sixtieth floor, shivered in fright, and swallowed back the acid water that he had just about to spit out. He didn't care about the nausea and nausea hitting his heart, and shouted, "Wait for me, wait for me!" and struggled to run up, grabbing the green vest of the fat man Eugene around the corner.

The frightened fat man Eugene was startled, and turned back with his gun, "pop, pop" was two shots, and the bullet knocked off several of Sinclair's brown hairs. If Sinclair hadn't been a short man standing at the bottom of the stairs, the two shots would have shot him in the head.

The two of them screamed at the same time and hugged each other, tears and urine flying up and down.

Fat Eugene scolded angrily: "FXXK, you idiot scared me to death!"

"FXXK, Lao Tzu was not only scared to death, but almost killed by you!" Sinclair said with a hint of crying and resentment, and Sinclair, who was holding the waist of the fat Eugene, sniffled, "Why does it smell of urine?"

Fat Eugene coughed dryly and pushed Sinclair away, "Maybe that bastard's urine bag was broken by the boss......" Fat Eugene stepped up to the elephant's legs, "Don't waste time, Boss, they're already far away!"

"The Boss's methods are too cruel! I really think hell is nothing more than that! It's terrible...... I don't know what kind of hard-hearted boss is!" Sinclair said in horror.

"At such times, who can pay attention to whether the hand is light or heavy?" the fat man Eugene muttered to defend Cheng Mo, and he knew that his tone was a little lacking.

"How is that possible? Look at the holes cut by the boss, all of them are exactly the same size, okay? There are scattered bricks, all of them are exactly the same size, and they are as accurate as laser cutters, and you say that the boss can't control them, I definitely don't believe it......," Sinclair said.

"FXXK, okay! Maybe the boss is an antisocial personality...... Have you watched Crime Scene? Those powerful murderers have this problem, and the bloodier it is, the more excited it is......"

"Fatty, you said I want to go back to prison, I'd rather be in prison now!"

"If you were still in prison, you would have become a BBQ by now!"

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There are constantly people coming down from the 70th floor, but they are just stubble after stubble of leeks, let Cheng Mo harvest them. Cheng Mo overcame obstacles in the safety staircase, and advanced in the continuous sound of gunfire, and soon arrived at the alloy gate on the seventieth floor, where the staircase that had just been broken by him had been filled with iron plates, and the entire seventieth floor seemed to be impregnable.

Cheng Mo could make out the rapid heartbeat and chaotic breathing on the other side of the alloy door.

The enemy is afraid.

Cheng Mo heard the conversation between the fat man Eugene and Sinclair, in fact, he was not excited about killing, nor did he experience the pleasure of killing, for him, killing these people is not much different from lifting his feet and crushing a group of ants. People don't feel anything about stepping on dead ants. Cheng Mo suddenly felt that these poor refugees locked up in the building were very similar to the ants he raised in the glass ant nest.

They are busy crawling around in that small glass nest every day, just for a little food, for the reproduction of the population. If there really were gods in this world, would they be equally bored and pathetic about human beings?

"Actually, there is no need for God, but I look at them and feel that life is meaningless. ”

Cheng Mo's ears rang with Muhammad Ovis's somewhat dry Arabic accent, which was somewhat like an ancient incantation. Cheng Mo glanced back at Mohammed Oweis in some surprise, he didn't expect Mohammed Oweis to see through what he was thinking.

"I've been through ......," Mohammed Owis whispered as he and Cheng Mo looked at each other.

Cheng Mo had no intention of paying attention to the past of Muhammad Ovis at this time, so he didn't respond, just stood at the corner of the stairs and showed the "Seven Sins Sect", he didn't immediately blast out the "Seven Sins Sect", in order to save some energy, he controlled the "Seven Sins Sect" to vibrate, and the violent oscillation made the Seven Sins Sect begin to produce a magnetic field, and the golden Seven Sins Sect's light became more and more grand, and the air became hot because of this.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Cheng Mo threw out the "Seven Sins Sect", the iron-like "Seven Sins Sect" turned a corner, and inserted it straight into the alloy door like inserting a puddle of soft mud, Cheng Mo continued to control the "vibration" of the Seven Sins Sect, the alloy door quickly turned red, the thick smoke rose, the temperature rose at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the buzzing tremor sound was like a swarm attack, followed by a violent explosion, and the alloy door cracked like magma.

Under Cheng Mo's control, the lava rained down in the direction of the security door, and the hot iron juice shot through the security door like bullets, pouring on the guards hiding behind, and the screams were endless.

Cheng Mo walked up with the recovered "Seven Sins Sect" in his hand, and the corner was filled with white mist, and the smell of burning and blood wafting in the mist, and there was a circle of charred black at the corner where the alloy door was installed. Some of the people who were not dead were rolling and struggling on the ground, and the hands holding the weapons were burned and flesh were blurred with blood, and the weapons that were supposed to protect them were now turned into torture instruments. Someone subconsciously tried to tear the hot gun away with his other hand, but forgot that the other hand was also flesh and blood, so he fell into deeper pain and could only pass out in a helpless groan.

Muhammad al-Owis glanced at the guards lying on the stairs and in the corridors, and fired a shot into the head, sending them to heaven. He whispered, "I'm just like them, living a worthless life...... There was hope before, but now we have nothing but faith...... Death is the best destination......"

"Maybe that's true for them..... But we are not in a position to make decisions for them. ”

"You're not merciful. ”

"Probably..... This is the ...... of fate" Cheng Mo shrugged his shoulders, he entered the seventy-first floor, he heard the people upstairs running in all directions, and the entire seventy-one to seventy-ninth floors below were much quieter. Cheng Mo continued to walk up with the "Seven Sins Sect" in his hand, and no one stopped him in front of him, he thought that the cruel means still had some effect, and the outcome of death would not change, but it could save some people. He breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Look, these people know what the right decision is..... Maybe they chose the right fate......."

Mohammed Al-Owis looked up at the empty safety staircase and whispered, "There is a right or wrong choice. If you are born well, you will be right no matter how you choose, and if you are not born well, you will be wrong no matter how you choose..... This kind of thing is destined to be born with ....."

"Looks like you're very touched by that. Cheng Mo said.

"Want to know why I was arrested?"

"You can say it, you can not say it. ”

"I used to be the closest comrade-in-arms of Saint Ayala's father, and when he stood up for the Anyway Mansion's armed forces and fought for the freedom of the country, I supported him without hesitation, but then things did not turn out as I imagined. I began to doubt what we were doing, at first to what I believed in, to wonder if such a thing as freedom was real......"

Cheng Mo knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, he didn't have much sympathy for stupid people, and he couldn't sympathize with them, so he said casually from the perspective of a bystander: "Uh-huh! Sounds like a stupid person who has been fooled by the Arab Spring." Such stories are a big deal in the Middle Eastern world....... There's no need to be so depressed. ”

Muhammad Alves suddenly became angry, he rushed to the front of Cheng Mo, grabbed the collar of Cheng Mo's bloodstained clover sweatshirt, and roared with a hideous face: "Don't think that you know everything, you can condescendingly accuse others of making mistakes, in fact, we are not wrong at all, we are just born in the wrong place......"

Cheng Mo sneered: "It's you who want to tell me, I don't want to accuse you of your mistakes, all this has nothing to do with me......"

Mohammed Al-Owis gasped and blushed.

"What's the matter! Don't quarrel! Don't quarrel!" said Eugene, the fat man who had caught up, loudly persuaded.

Muhammad Al-Owis let go of his hand, he hung his head and said, "Nothing. ”

"It's okay if it's nothing!" The fat man Eugene squeezed up, straightened Cheng Mo's collar, and said flatteringly: "Don't be angry, boss, Uncle Orvis is just confused for a while." ”

Cheng Mo looked up at the alloy door on the eightieth floor, and said expressionlessly: "I know that people will always be angry about their powerlessness. ”

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At the same time, more than ten kilometers away from the top of the Acropolis, on the majestic Parthenon, the slender sword of Perseus shimmered with red lightning, cutting through the starry sky and night, and slashing at Napoleon VII's seven-star scepter, which radiated a grand light.

The golden mask that covered Athena's face cracked like a spider's web, and in the light of the spotlights, it turned into countless fragments and flew towards Napoleon VII.

Napoleon VII did not dodge, allowing the golden fragments to penetrate the shield of light that surrounded him, turning into golden powder and disappearing with the wind. He stood motionless on the stone pillar and watched Athena reveal her true form, half of her face covered under a black mask, like the flower of evil blooming in the darkness, and half of her immaculate face like the moonlight, the opposite beauty of the opposite collided with the thrilling beauty over the Parthenon.

"I am a god. "The seven-star scepter erupted with intense energy, and the light illuminated the entire Acropolis Mountain, as if it was about to blast Athena, who had nowhere to borrow power, into powder.

The wind was blowing and the lights were flickering.

Athena spread a pair of black steel wings behind her back, and she flew high with the explosion of the seven-star scepter, raised the sword of Perseus and slashed down again, "What about the gods? ”