The word "Belusai Babu" means "Lord of the Flies" in Hebrew, and in the Bible he is the messenger of strife, calamity, and desolation, second only to Satan, the Lord of Hell, and one of the most powerful demons in Hades. In the case of the Red Brotherhood, the department of Beirusai Babu is also very important, because the "Prophet" system is the command center of several major departments of Mammun, Leviathan and even the Temple Thorn Cross, and the data analyzed from the entropy pool is superimposed with the map to produce a series of geographical coordinates with entropy values, which indicate the strength and location of the candidates, and the job of Beiru Sai Babu is to send operational troops to cut off the most likely candidates one by one with the cooperation of other departments.

However, since a few days ago, the probability rate of the "prophet" system has suddenly collapsed sharply, and the entropy value is extremely concentrated at the coordinates of 4:23 north latitude and 17:37 east longitude, which is the latitude and longitude coordinates of Bangui, the capital of Central Africa. This has never happened in the more than ten years of the history of the Berushe Babu, and the deacon of the Lord of the Flies, Constantine Iasi Rodriscu, ordered all the analysts to carry out a comprehensive and exhaustive examination of the prophetic system, calculating the data again and again, but the result persistently pointed to the same position, and the slight change in the position of the coordinates after the 25606th calculus only proved that the candidate was moving, and did not affect the correctness of the conclusion.

There is only one conclusion: this candidate has all the possibilities, and he is bound to make a major event that will change the course of the history of both worlds. Chief Deacon Konstantin had no doubts about the reliability of the prophetic system, before the birth of the "world", this system was a probability cloud system that predicted reality through massive intelligence collected by quantum networks, and its accuracy was quite low, and it could only be submitted to the Round Table Council as a reference for the decision-making of the Brotherhood; The color of the electromagnetic fluid in the cylinder represents the probability of the final event, and in the past, every time the Brotherhood's action force eliminated a candidate, the color of the liquid in the cylinder would become lighter accordingly, both Konstantin himself and the entire staff of Beirusai Babu believed that they were fighting to protect the future of humanity with the will of the red double-headed eagle, and the Brotherhood's canon clearly stated that the Final Judgment was coming, and the work of the Lord of the Flies was to eliminate the destabilizing factors and delay the day of destruction。

But that's all over.

Konstantin Rodriscu slowly descended the steps, and all forty analysts stood up, their hands down around the "prophet" system. The black-haired Romanian looked at the tall cylinder, the whole jar of liquid was pale grayish-white, except for the brilliant red dot that flickered at the same coordinate. "That's it, that's it......" muttered with open arms. Konstantin knew exactly what was going to happen next, just like the results of the previous 65,535 calculations, the red dot exploded into a cloud of crimson mist, dyeing the entire tank of liquid a dazzling bright red in an instant, "Crack!" The terminal circuit breaker burst into a burst of electric sparks, the fuse blew again, and all the electrical equipment in the hall stopped working, and due to the loss of stressors, the ferrofluid in the tank would forever remain that unpleasant red, like blood, like fire.

The chief deacon of Beirusai Babu turned around and gave one last speech to the one hundred and four people in the manor castle. "I am the Son of God. He smiled and said, "When I woke up in Lucifer's lab, I felt a sense of mission in my heart, and I was the only one of a thousand subjects who survived, which must have been a hint from fate." But soon, I found that my abilities could not be used in actual combat, that I could neither become a knight of the Templar Crusades nor reintegrate into the society of ordinary people, like the vampires living among humans, I felt isolated, alienated, and abandoned, and loneliness eroded my body like a plague. But the Speaker gave me a reason to live, saying that gold always shines, and that my ability to order space will definitely come into play, and I still remember this sentence in my heart. A few years later, the Berushabab was founded, the seven divisions of the Brotherhood were formalized, and the first prototype of the Prophet was filled with mercury in a circular cistern 2,500 meters in diameter, and then sprinkled with 70 million hollow metal balls of 0.5 mm in diameter. Of course, I fainted, and it was much beyond my ability, like a pit bull trying to fight a lioness. ”

There was a low laugh all around. Konstantin looked around, "Of course, later we succeeded, the 'Prophet' led the Brotherhood on the road to the salvation of all mankind, I can conceitedly say that Berushe Babu is second only to the Council of the Round Table in importance in the organization, yes, we hold the truth, this is the king of flies of the red double-headed eagle!"

The applause rang out, and the chief deacon stretched out his arms until the applause subsided, and he heard the roar of the helicopter rotors in the distance, but his face became more relaxed and happy: "Ladies and gentlemen, the mission of the Brotherhood's existence is to save the souls of mankind in the Last Judgment, and I believe that this moment is not far off. When the 'Prophet' made a unique judgment, the raison d'être of the system, and indeed the entire department, disappeared, and the world no longer needed prophecy, and the rest of the work would be done by other departments, and the mission of Berusheb ended in the 65,536th repetition. ”

At this point, someone guessed what he wanted to do, and there was a commotion all around, and someone turned and ran out the door, swinging his legs in vain, but unable to move forward even a millimeter physically. "It's a pleasure to work with you, and I would like to say Viszontl-t-sra (Hungarian 'goodbye'), friends. Konstantin Rodriscu's feet gradually lifted off the ground, his black tuxedo rose in the air like a bat's wings, "I know there are ghost spies among you, I'm sorry, this news can't get out of this estate, and other innocent people, it's a necessary sacrifice, isn't the two-headed bird tattoo on our body telling us that?"

The 2,000 cubic meters of geometric space in the hall of the manor castle became Constantine's playground, and he activated the supernatural ability "spatial ordering", which was proved unsuitable for actual combat, as a child of God with an obsessive-obsessive obsession with order, his ability to achieve a perfect averaging of the state of matter within a fixed range, he could make 70 million stainless steel hollow balls suspended in the pool of mercury at equal intervals, and he could also make all the matter in the castle automatically and evenly distributed in each cubic centimeter of space.

"Duke. "Leaving the last two words, the chief deacon of Beirusai Bab was decomposed and annihilated along with the system of "prophets", and the funerary goods were one hundred and four staff. Tissue is broken down into cells, which are dissociated into proteins, cellulose, phospholipids, and glycogen, and then more thoroughly reduced to single molecules, and molecules from the body of one hundred and five people, along with mechanical equipment, wooden furniture, cement masonry, and even air molecules, are evenly distributed over a space of 2,000 cubic meters, with an average weight of 0.008 grams per cubic centimeter. The moment the spatial order was reached, the effect of Konstantin's abilities disappeared, and if his soul could speak, it must have been considered a perfect curtain call.

Two DL26 "Blue Saker" light variable rotor aircraft took off from Poland and entered Romanian airspace after an hour and 20 minutes of flight, and when approaching the Targoviste estate, the rotors changed from vertical rotation to horizontal rotation, and the plane slowly slowed down and prepared to land on the tarmac behind the estate, when Sebastien de La Fontaine, who was sitting in the passenger seat, seemed to smell something ominous, and he yelled: "It's too late! Keep altitude, jump with me!" The voice shook the cabin and buzzed, and the head of the Temple Thorn Cross pushed open the plane door with a crisp "click", and the safety bolt to prevent it from being opened by mistake locked the cockpit firmly, the duke snorted, and a high-speed steam jet radiated from his elbow, which pushed his fist to smash into the hatch cover joint with great speed, "Boom!" The hatch was blown away by a punch, the duke turned over and jumped out of the plane and fell straight down to the ground forty meters high, and the five elites of the Thorn Cross behind him jumped down immediately.

At this moment, the manor castle suddenly trembled slightly, and the beautiful multicolored glass windows covered the inside with a layer of gray mist, and the duke's eyes widened in the air, and he muttered: "Konstantin ......"

A second later, the castle turned into a huge fireball. In order to prevent the evaporation of mercury, the laboratory environment was kept at minus 4 degrees Celsius, but Constantine heated the entire pool of mercury to 60 degrees, and the evaporation rate increased by 120% to 150% for every 10 degrees increase in the temperature of mercury at room temperature, causing a terrible disaster to the laboratory.

At this moment, the twenty tons of matter in the hall that were completely decomposed to the molecular level produced terrifying heat energy, instantly turning the entire confined space into a high-explosive incendiary bomb, and the "boom ......" shock wave crumpled and flattened the two variable-rotor planes like toys, and several figures in the air were scattered like fallen leaves.

"Plop!" a sturdy old man slammed to the ground, his hands on his head, and his body spewing high-speed steam against the billowing flames, "We know your determination, but why do you have to do this?" the Duke muttered to himself sadly, "What kind of road are we on......"