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The next morning, refreshed Crane, having enjoyed a hearty but unremarkable breakfast, once again went to Olavi Naval Base, surrounded by the General's Guard, and requisitioned the most luxurious and spacious office.

According to Admiral Emilius's habit, he would spend some time alone every two or three days in order to study and master his extraordinary abilities at a deeper level, and to develop more and more practical skills.

As a result, Crane will have most of the day undisturbed, leaving him with only a few simple official tasks.

In the quiet and spacious office, Crane paced back and forth leisurely, or extracted books from the shelves and flipped through them, occasionally reaching into his coat pocket and touching the "Ninth Law" charm, which gave it an unusually deep majesty, which was intended to convince the blonde secretary outside that Admiral Emilius was not abnormal.

After a while, Crane felt that he had walked long enough, and was ready to return to his chair to flip through his books and rest for a while.

He passed by the window of his office, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a small group of people running by.

The office was so high that no one would suddenly look up, so Crane curiously pushed open the window and looked out, only to see this small group of soldiers walking in a hurry, carrying seals, cordons and other tools, as if they were going to seal off something.

"An impromptu exercise?" Crane made a guess.

After all, Admiral Emilius Livet is here, and if there is any emergency, the top management of Olaway Naval Base will definitely deal with it as soon as possible to prevent leaving a bad impression on the general, and then try to leave some good impressions.

He looked in the direction of the door, and the secretary, Lu Er'an, did not make a noise to disturb him, nor did he speak to anyone else.

The group departed quickly, and the suspicious expressions of the soldiers, the untimely appearance of the seals, and the vanishing sun in the clouds seemed to be some bad omen.

Crane looked at it for a while, then returned to his chair, flipped through the boring and esoteric academic books on the shelves, and sank into the ocean of knowledge.

A few hundred meters away from a facility.

The team that had just been noticed by Crane arrived at the white dormitory building next to the training ground.

There were already a lot of people gathered around the dormitory building, and they were very quiet and joined forces to cordon off the building, speaking very quietly, as if they were worried about being discovered by others and then reported to the general.

The newcomers quickly joined the action, cordoning off the outside of the dormitory building three and three floors, and not far away, two captain-looking men were talking.

"What the hell is going on inside?" The man with the cigarette in his mouth said, "The top is in a hurry and tells us to seal it up." ”

"I don't know." "The reason is that there is a gas leak in this building." ”

The cigarette snorted and laughed: "Isn't our dormitory building repaired twenty times a year?" How could it be leaked? ”

"Then there must be some special situation, such as the seal getting out of control or something."

"That's not surprising." The man with the cigarette in his mouth nodded, "I guess I want to delay it until the general is gone." But it's not necessary at all, right? With so many extraordinaires and a general, there's no reason to drag this on. ”

Unless something very dangerous happened inside, and the higher-ups thought that it would not be able to deal with it for a while, and did not want to be considered incompetent by Admiral Emilius after the failure of the treatment, they would try to seal this place off in the name of a gas leak, and planned to solve it later.

A spiritual wall has been set up in the room, preventing some extraordinary items for warning and defense.

After sealing the doors and windows, placing barriers around them, and putting up "under construction" signs, they left in a line, leaving one or two officer-like men to observe from a short distance.

But just when they think it's over.

In one corner of the naval base, an eerie wasteland is quietly expanding.

First, the iron gate weathered into slag in seconds, and the sentry and the soldiers standing guard disappeared together, and then a small training ground and supporting facilities nearby all fell into a deathly silence. The soldiers who had been attacked let out a few panicked screams, and then the training ground and supporting facilities all disappeared, almost without any process, as if there were no such things there.

The wasteland is advancing aimlessly at the naval base, gradually spreading.

Nothing was left along the way, only the dry bones of what were once people, and the ashes and rust that were once buildings.

Pollution belonging to the outer gods walks the wasteland, looking for a purpose.

A goal that was responded to by the "Mother Tree of Desire".

……

In a dimly lit room.

The middle-aged and elderly man who had only been the governor for less than half a month woke up from his dream, his eyes were still filled with fear, and the dream also kept showing the terrifying scene of General Negan being suddenly killed and the city getting out of control and mutiny.

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a dimly lit room, and the insignia of the Spirit Order on the wall made him terrified, and he tried to find the emblem of the goddess in his arms, only to find that all the clothes on his body had been changed.

As a last resort, he turned around tremblingly, turned his back to the insignia of the Spirit Order, and whispered a prayer to the gods he believed in.

In the darkness outside the door, Mirela watched the scene and frowned in disgust.

"Is the manifesto drafted?" He tilted his head and asked his subordinates.

"Not yet, sir." The subordinate said, "Her Majesty will personally take charge of this matter to ensure that the next offensive after the capture of the city will be smooth." ”

"Praise be to the Grim Reaper." Mirela's face was beaming, as if she had seen the dawn of victory.

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In the evening, after a non-distinctive but delicious dinner, Crane was going to find an excuse to perfunctory Cynthia again.

It just so happened that the Olawe incident that was dealt with during the day gave him a good excuse. The fact that his brother, who had made a mistake in his position as governor, was sent back to Backerland by himself, and that he did not see him or offer any help, was enough to lose a night for a seemingly indestructible man who valued family affection.

He returned to his familiar study, ready to work on the papers for a while before going back to the bedroom to rest.

After some time, he suddenly heard some commotion outside, and a sharp knock on the door.

The male voice belonging to the secretary Lu Er'an spoke outside the door, and his voice was uncharacteristically a little nervous: "General, there is an emergency. ”

Crane in the study frowned, and had a bad premonition.

The two adventurers who introduced me to the general's stand-in were convinced that there was no need to show the power of the demigods in the past few days, so what is happening now? Emergencies? Or is it an unexpected event that needs to be dealt with by a demigod?

The Olavi Navy reported to Emilius that they had dealt with it as often as they could, and that they had failed, otherwise Lur'an would not have been in a hurry.

"I see." At the same time, Crane did not waste time, and immediately spoke majestically to the door.

Lu Eran's footsteps stopped, and he seemed to be standing outside the door, waiting for the general's next instructions.

Crane quickly put on his military uniform and analyzed the current situation at high speed, designing his own acting plan.

What would Emilius do if she encountered an emergency? He is a demigod who should have basic confidence in his own abilities, but it is indispensable to ask his subordinates to report the situation. Now that the naval base has asked Emilius for help, after the report, it is time for him to choose to continue to observe or take matters into his own hands, depending on the actual situation.

This was an unexpectedly important event, and there was no corresponding foreshadowing, so Crane could only be inferred from the character, experience, and certain self-statements of Emilius.

He is a conservative man, and even in the middle and low ranks, he rarely takes risks when mixing with various ships...... He is powerful, but he also does not like to take risks, and in his military career, he has hardly disobeyed orders, and even if he leads his own team to complete a mission, he will often test the danger of the incident before choosing to act...... Messages flashed through Crane's mind, weaving a three-dimensional image of Emilius Levitt.

The most important point is that if this unexpected situation involves an extraordinary level, then I have to act conservatively in line with the image of the person, because there is a high probability that I will not be able to handle an event that requires the help of a demigod......

Wait, it's not like I don't have all the power of the demigod level! Crane had a sudden idea, and he hurried through the gray mist, and took out the "All Black Eyes" in the box along with the Azk Bronze Whistle, and put them in his pockets in case of emergency.

He had been in the room for about ten seconds by this time, and he knew that he could not continue to grind, and Emilius was cautious but not delayed.

If he doesn't take action, Lu Er'an will push the door in.

He immediately strode over, pulled open the door, and at the same time touched the "Ninth Law" charm with his hand, making a majestic look appear on his old-fashioned and serious face:

"Debriefing."

"Yes!"

Lu Er'an, who was still a little nervous, immediately calmed down after seeing Admiral Emilius, as if he had taken a reassuring pill. He spoke quickly:

"There have been unreasonable disappearances of buildings around Olavi Naval Base, and many base personnel have also been involved, conservatively estimated to have exceeded 300 people, and are still expanding."

"Through divination, it has been confirmed that all the missing persons have died."

More than three hundred dead? Still rising? Crane's eyes narrowed, he frowned, and the majesty of his body further increased, causing everyone around him to involuntarily lower their heads, so that no one would notice the cold sweat that flashed on Admiral Amilius' forehead.

"Attack?"

Crane's expression was serious, and the first thing that came to mind was the warning given by the "Dusk Hermit Society", but the dismissal of Auston Levitt was already a warning to Emilius, and if the Olavi Naval Base was lifted again, it obviously did not meet their "seclusion" guidelines.

At this moment a door in the hallway opened, and the sound of the rapid footsteps of the soldiers and servants running back and forth alarmed Cynthia, who was resting in the bedroom, and she leaned against the doorframe, her blonde hair languidly draped, and her beautiful eyes full of unease and confusion, looking for Emilius in the crowd.

Crane certainly didn't forget to play, and as they looked at each other, he nodded at Cynthia, his serious expression softening for a moment, revealing a reassuring look.

Cynthia slowly calmed down, no longer trembling nervously, and smiled at Crane.

The secretary, Lu Eran, did not react to this scene in particular, as if he had seen it many times.

"It's not an attack, General, according to the personnel who returned from the reconnaissance, they didn't see any enemies, only a growing wasteland, which must have been caused by a seal out of control."

If the seal is out of control, it will be taken into custody, so can't a large naval base even manage a seal? Tell me what to do...... Expanded wasteland? What is this avenue of competence?

Is it a "dream demon"? But this is clearly not a large-scale dream, nor is it a deceptive hint of the "audience", it happened in reality, and has already caused more than three hundred casualties.

He frowned: "Olawe Naval Base, you can't even handle a seal that is out of control?" ”

Lur'an did not defend the naval base, which was renovated twenty times a year and made him feel contempt.

"When did it happen?"

"This morning."

"This morning." This morning...... It's night! Crane almost couldn't resist using a rhetorical question, he flashed all kinds of bureaucratic inferiority in his heart, thought and thought, changed and changed, and finally changed all kinds of yin and yang weirdness into a concise and concise sentence:

"Let the head of the naval base come and see me."

Lu Er'an looked embarrassed: "He's dead, general." It was because of his death that the matter came to light. ”

"......" Crane was silent.

After a long silence, he felt that he really had to do something. At the moment, there is a lack of information, the situation is unknown, more than 300 people have died, including the person in charge, and Amilius, a demigod, is huddled in the suite of the base to rest, which is obviously inappropriate.

He put his hands behind his back, his third hand reaching out from his waist and resting on the "Ninth Law" in the inner pocket, the fourth hand reached out from the side of his ribs and grabbed the cigarette case containing the "All Black Eye", and the fifth hand touched the Azk bronze whistle in the inner pocket on the other side...... And just like that, Crane was fully armed. All three hands were hidden under their clothes, and no one noticed the anomaly, not even Cynthia.

If someone attacks, I use the "Ninth Law" to simulate the law, if the danger is not great, I will quietly use the "All Black Eyes", if it is dangerous, I will find an opportunity to get out of the team and summon a demigod messenger to help, and if I can't deal with it, I will tell them that it is too dangerous......

I'm just here for a chance to play, not for Emilius to deal with an emergency!

Crane made up his mind and said to Lu Er'an:

"Lead the way."

As soon as he stepped out of the door of the residence, Crane's face changed suddenly.

It was too quiet, only the cold sound of the wind.

It stands to reason that when such a dangerous thing happens, there should be things to do such as evacuating people, distributing seals to prepare for battle, and team transfers, which should be very noisy. But in front of me, there was a dead silence like the middle of the night, only the lights of the facilities in the distance flickered faintly.

All he saw was a man standing on the side of the road, looking left and right. Something was wrong with the man, perhaps because he was too far away for Crane to see his appearance and clothing, and could only see the light and shadow of a lake of mold, but instinctively thought it was a person.

At the same time, the soothsayer's spiritual perception made him feel like he was being pricked by needles all over his body, which symbolized extreme danger!

He immediately activated the "Ninth Law", the aura of majesty permeated, and the tingling pain on his body was suspended, but it still did not disappear.

"The wasteland has spread over here?"

Lu Er'an's expression changed slightly, and the soldiers around the mansion also walked back and forth restlessly, but the demigods beside him gave them some courage and confidence. Lu Eran didn't dare to delay, and immediately stretched out his hand to show Crane the way:

"When I went to report to you, there were still lights." He said with a serious face.

Crane looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that it was dark, no, not darkness, it was the night sky that had lost the shelter of the house, the stars twinkling in the sky, and the crimson moonlight spilling on the earth.

There is nothing there.

A few nearby street lamps were still faintly lit, but this brightness was too low, dim, yellow, not even as bright as an ordinary candle, and could only barely emit some faint light in the surrounding darkness, and it seemed to be extinguished at any time.

Just when Crane thought the lights would go out, the street lamp simply disappeared.

No, it doesn't seem to be gone...... Through the Extraordinary's vision, Crane could faintly see something glittering on the ground, like a shattered piece of glass, or a piece of metal.

"The light has diminished again, which is a sign of danger."

Lu Er'an's eyelids jumped, and he looked at Crane: "General, what should I do?" ”

Crane was eager to find an opportunity to get out of the team, and seeing the eager and expectant eyes of the soldiers and Lu Eran around him, he gritted his teeth and said:

"You go back."

"But ......"

"Obey orders, sir." Crane said solemnly, and at the same time released the influence of the "Ninth Law" again, "You can't help me if you stay here. ”

"Yes." Unable to resist the majesty of the law, Lu Eran immediately bowed his head and gestured to those behind, and the soldiers immediately closed their ranks and returned to the mansion in an orderly manner.

Crane glanced at the figure that was still looking around, pointed at him and whispered, "Who is that?" ”

Lu Er'an looked over there and looked at Crane suspiciously: "General, there is no one there. ”

Hearing this answer, Crane's whole body suddenly tensed, and the child's hole shrank, and a chill surged from the soles of his feet to his back, rushing straight to his brain.

Lur'an did not notice the change in General Emilius, he glanced in that direction again, and shook his head firmly:

"General, I didn't see anything."

With that, he saluted Crane and walked quickly to the door of the mansion.

At the same time, the figure standing in the distance slowly turned its head to look at Crane.

TBC

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