The Saint examined the Advent Core and locked it back into the small metal box with his own hands.

He knew that this thing was very important, and indeed the most important thing for God and the organization at the moment, so the moment he saw it, he didn't want to delay for a second, and he couldn't wait to fly back to the headquarters with it.

"Take it."

The saint handed the chest back to Fritz, who held it in his hand. At the same time, he watched the Saint's actions with some curiosity, wondering how he planned to return to the headquarters.

I saw the saint lift him up with one hand, and clench his fist with the other, and the fist pointed diagonally downward. His strange bracelet, like a mountain of rocks, suddenly stimulated a certain kind of energy, and the invisible impact slammed into the ground, forming a huge reverse thrust.

The two of them suddenly rose into the air, flew out along the pipeline, rushed out of the pipeline system in a ninety-degree turn, and flew straight into the sky in an instant.

The saint looked cold, grabbed Frieze with one hand, and clenched his fist backwards with the other. The bracelet's energy continued to activate, and it actually kept them traveling at high speed in mid-air.

The wind struck like an invisible torrent, suffocating Frieze for a moment. He turned his head away from the wind pressure and tried to find a topic.

"So, that's how you come and go between branches?" He asked, "Directly with the flying one?" Aren't you afraid of being seen? ”

The saint sneered: "With human radars and observation stations? Just because they want to find me? This power blessed by the gods? ”

"Uh...... I think so. ”

Frieze tried to ask a few more questions about the Order's headquarters, as well as their mysterious godmaster.

The members of the Order were aware of the existence of the Headquarters and the God, but none of them knew anything about the details. But no matter what Fritz asked, the saint said "no comment", and only let him take a sip of the northwest wind.

Fritz was bored with himself, thinking that he would be there directly in a moment anyway, so he simply shut up and didn't ask.

But the flight took a little longer than expected, and they flew for about two or three hours, spanning two cities in the process. Frieze was surprised to see that they were heading in a less populated direction, and in a moment they flew out of the city and into the sea.

The final destination is an island.

An uninhabited island that is unexplored and will not even be marked on the map of many areas.

The headquarters of the organization is hidden in such a place, and it rarely commutes to the land, and there is almost no contact with the local branches, so it is indeed not easy to find.

Even if it was Chu Cheng's side, when his plan for full coverage of the drone on the Earth Pole Star was completed, this kind of small action would naturally not be able to hide from his eyes. But now that the project is still in its infancy, covering only a few cities, it will not be so easy to find a way to a desert island like this.

The Saint landed with the killer and landed in the middle of a dense forest. The saints led the way, and Frieze was dragged so far that half of his body was already a little sore. But after all, he is one of the top killers of the Earth Pole Star, and his physique is close to the peak of the human body. So he said nothing, handed the box from his right hand to his left, and followed behind him sullenly.

The saint glanced at him, although he didn't speak, he felt that this person could move freely when he landed, and as a top killer, his physical strength was indeed not covered, at least before he received the gift of God, it must be far beyond it. In terms of ability, this man is indeed a good candidate for the selection of saints.

Of course, he was just thinking about it.

The choice of saints has always been decided by their great god, and others cannot speculate at will, let alone question. Even if the great Lord fancied the broken man on the side of the road and wanted to be elected to the ranks of the saints, it was all up to him.

After walking a few steps, Frieze realized that there was a secret door hidden in the forest. The saint walked to the side of a bare mountain wall, and pressed the five fingers of his right hand on the mountain wall, and soon there was a humming sound behind the mountain wall, and a crack actually appeared in the smooth stone wall out of thin air, and it parted to both sides with a clatter, revealing a door.

Follow the saints and walk in, with people standing guard on either side of the way. Those people were a little surprised to see Fritz swaggering in with a suitcase - the rules of the organization are very strict, the headquarters is forbidden to junior members, and according to the charter, if anyone wants to visit, it must be notified and recorded in advance.

But they recognized a saint in the front, one of the actually highest heads of power in the entire organization, so no one dared to ask.

The members along the way gave them a strange salute. They put their hands up and down, their right hands above their heads, their palms straight to the left, their left hands about the navel, palms horizontally and palms down. Throwing it down the street is a reward for unclear human behavior. Fritz didn't know what to do, but he didn't say anything after him.

Finally, in the deepest part of the base, they came to a structure that resembled an altar.

The empty hall was almost empty, and there were no fingers to be seen, except for the strange altar in the center.

Not long after they walked in, the light appeared. Fritz couldn't find any lighting in the place, he didn't understand where the light came from, but in an instant the dark hall was as bright as day.

Except for the other side of the altar on the high place.

As if it had been deliberately hidden in the shadows, only that corner of the entire hall was still dark. There seemed to be a faint figure in the place, and a pair of eyes were lit up with a faint green glow.

"You have something very important."

Voices came from the darkness.

As the saints say, no one other than the saints has ever been here.

"Yes, Great Lord. But I believe what he brings to the table is crucial. ”

The saint said respectfully, already motioning for Frieze to open the box. Frieze unlocked the combination lock, and the box Katsa opened, revealing the Advent Core lying inside.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but at that moment, the vision in the darkness seemed to change slightly.

"Descending to the core, finally ......"

The man was clearly unmoved in the shadows, but the Advent Core in the box was eerily levitating out of thin air, as if an invisible hand had dragged it through thin air.

Fritz watched quietly as the Descending Core flew into the shadows and fell into the man's hands.

"Finally...... This is the time when the mission is completed, and it is both the beginning and the end of the journey for this planet! ”

The voice spoke in a high-pitched voice, and the locket in his hand was already floating in the air. There seemed to be some kind of force acting on the core in mid-air, causing it to hum slightly.

It's a bit like the hum of an engine starting, but it's getting louder and louder under the influence of that invisible force.

"It's finally coming, when God comes. O great and all-powerful being, your pioneers, lowly oracles, will now fulfill the most important mission to guide you here!

！ ”

The sound is high-pitched and exciting, and the humming sound is also at its peak. The saint bowed his head in reverence, as if waiting for some exciting vision to take place.

Poof.

The Advent Core fell to the ground and rolled twice.

Nothing happened.

The majestic shadow in the darkness froze in place in an exaggerated posture, and the saint bowed his head and did not dare to speak.

The air froze for a moment, revealing a rather embarrassing aura.

After two seconds of silence, the shadow suddenly shouted, "No, this is not the Descending Core...... A delicate forgery! ”

The dark green gaze immediately shot at Fritz off the field.

"You're not my person...... Who are you? ”

The saint who heard this was taken aback, and without thinking about it, he immediately grabbed his side with a long arm. But Fritz reacted quicker, shrunk away from his grasp, and opened up the distance with a definite backflip.

I saw a ripple on his face, and his face shook like a distorted image. In the blink of an eye, he had changed from an old killer to a snow-white-skinned and charming woman, her long fiery red hair falling down like a waterfall, and she smiled at the saint.

Natasha Romanoff, alias, Black Widow.

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