The sound is fading, the picture is fading away, the brilliance is fading into darkness, the world is collapsing and falling into nothingness, and the man's room is torn into a million pieces, each with a cold blade of the past. "Captain. Andrzej Vaznoshawa. "Test Item No. 1. "Dvoru. "The Golden Lion. "Guardian Knight. "Commissioner. ”“...... The man I love. ”

The man saw his own heart, which was scarred and would be torn apart if the sutures of strength, loyalty, XY and self-esteem were removed, and would be reduced to a pile of flesh and blood like six years ago in a small building on the outskirts of Częstochowa, Poland.

The pain from his soul caused him to open his eyes suddenly.

It's pitch black, it's pitch black in front of you. Dvoru understood that he had a dream, a short, long daydream. Fragmented memories slowly filled the blank brain, clearly what had just happened, but more vague than the memories in the Glorious Circus Tavern. The last image of the eye is of a ghost warrior dressed in black rushing towards him, his body tearing through it and turning into a mass of viscous liquid that envelops him. The electric sparks above and below Zhou's body went out one after another, and the plasma balls crackled and flew away through the black curtain, and the liquid was completely insulated, just enough to restrain his power. Thunder and lightning were his only weapons, his scepter, his bones and blood, and when the enemy stripped them of it, Dvoru fell into the deepest madness and fear.

In less than five seconds, he remembered a lot of things, but now what happened in the empty room had quietly disappeared, and the golden lion's soul was left with only one color: anger.

"I'm Dvoru, Vice-Deacon of the Temple Thorn Cross, a man who can manipulate thunder and lightning!" he roared loudly, his body trembling violently, his body muscles began to transform into piezoelectric crystal scales, nucleotides stored in high-density energy cells were released in large quantities, and a terrifying storm of lightning was rising inside the lion. “...... Die, die, die, die......"

Dvoru screamed. The tips of his fingers shot out a light blue high-voltage arc, and each muscle exerted ten times its strength under the electrical stimulation, "Sting!" The black curtain was torn apart by his bare hands, and the misty sky of the Central African Republic reappeared in front of him.

The torn viscous substance was immediately deformed, trying to escape in a fluid state, Dvoru's hands shone with two bright plasma flames, the ionized air of the "Zilalala......" was extremely hot blue-purple, and all the iron objects in the surrounding ruins were gathered to the center due to electromagnetic induction, even the insulated deformant body could not exist in such plasma, the scorched black smoke rose into the sky, and the remains of the ghost warrior turned into crunchy ashes in an instant, and were shattered to the ground by Dvoru's fingers.

"Bang. At this moment, a very slight gunfire rang out in the distance. Dvoru lowered his head and saw a small hole in his chest, which was slightly blackened, indicating a penetrating wound from a high-velocity kinetic weapon. A few drops of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and the golden lion looked around in confusion, not seeing the presence of the enemy. There should be no enemy snipers on this battlefield, and there are also ten "Perseus" large attack drones that arrived with two variable-rotor aircraft, and the "artillery" Gusten did not have time to dispatch the regular army to this place, but the drones can fully perform the task of battlefield suppression, these wingspans are fifteen meters, The 5.5-ton Raptor hovers at ultra-low altitudes, looking for all general targets that may pose a threat to the Brotherhood's cadres and launching an attack autonomously, and although the battlefield is blocked by full-band interference and cannot be connected to the quantum network, the on-board chip can still accurately judge the presence of infantry, combat vehicles, rocket launchers, and snipers, and carry out a decapitation attack with 140 "Guinea Poison Bee" miniature air-to-ground wire-guided missiles in two magazines.

At this moment, a "Perseus" is hovering at a low altitude a few hundred meters away, and they are set not to get close to the ghost's senior cadres, because those who can easily shoot down these huge targets, but why would there be snipers shooting at this distance? Could it be that it is the ghost cadres themselves who use sniper rifles?

Dvorul's anger subsided slightly. He took two steps to the side, covered himself with the wall of a house, and thrust his fingers into the wound on his chest, and the charred scar fell off, revealing the tender pink flesh. No blood was coming out, the wound was rapidly growing granulation, and his super regenerative ability was quickly repairing the wound and the wounded lung, fortunately, the shot was only two centimeters away from the heart.

"Bang. "The gunshots rang out again. The bullet was faster than the sound, and before Dvoru could react, his left leg was pierced by a bullet from behind. Immediately recognizing that the walls could not stop the enemy from prying eyes, he waved his hand lightly, and a ball of plasma struck the abandoned house, immediately igniting the wooden furniture and celluloid canopy, and he limped into the burning dilapidated house, his left leg regaining flexibility by the fourth step.

Nine hundred meters away, behind the blackened wall, lay a skinny man with black hair. "I can't see it. As if talking to himself, the golden aperture of light in his left eye continued to zoom and shrink, using optics, thermal induction, and electromagnetic radiation to search for targets, and the flames made it difficult to aim, and he had lost track of his targets. There was no sniper rifle in his hand.

"I'll go. Seven hundred meters away from him, an identical-looking man said, walking towards the burning room with his bare hands, seemingly unconcerned, kicking open a 150-kilogram gasoline drum.

"It's hard to aim, the temperature around his body is very high, and the refractive index of the air changes. "To accurately hit him in the head or heart, lock on to him for at least ten seconds in a good field of vision." ”

"Got it. Another Bodafeng replied, "Ten seconds." ”

The sniper's pupil aperture changed to observe the battlefield carefully, but his vision suddenly darkened. "Oops. He said.

"Boom!" Dvoru punched him in the chest. The human body weighing dozens of kilograms flew far away like a rag doll, and the electric light flickered on and off all over its body. The body of the enemy fell into the rubble, but Dvoru did not smile, he felt a punch hit the soft and tough rubber tire, not only did it not actually hit the touch, but there was no evidence of a large amount of electric charge. He lunged forward, grabbing a chain in his hand at random, and the high-voltage electricity wound around the red-hot chain and buzzed, making burning nicks on the ground.

At this time, the gunshots were heard again. "Bang!" Dvoru stumbled, a semicircular abrasion on his right thigh, and broken muscle fibers hindered his pursuit. Anger rises again, the Golden Lion doesn't like a game of hide and seek, and even less like two sneaky snipers harassing behind him. "Die, die, die...... Die all......" The plasma balls surfaced one after another, dyeing the air a brilliant blue-purple, Dvoru violently swung his flame whip and split the broken wall in front of him in half, and the plasma balls swooped towards the place where the enemy fell, and the "Boom Boom ......" plasma explosion turned the battlefield within a radius of twenty meters into a high-pressure hell.

A second later, Dvoru felt someone enter his static field. He quickly turned around and saw the sniper coming close to the ground, as fast as a cheetah preying on a gazelle at full speed. "Bang!" the golden lion struck with the right fist of the electric light, but the enemy reached out and grabbed it, Dvoru did not hesitate to urge the power to attack, "pop bang bang ......" The high pressure caused the skin and flesh of Bodafeng's fingers, arms, and shoulders to all scorch and peel off, revealing the smooth and hard silver bones underneath.

Dvorus looked at the man opposite. Half of the flesh on Po Dafeng's face has also been peeled off, revealing a gray mandible. "Ten seconds. His voice came from the cracks in his bones, and his arms spun suddenly.

An unbelievably large force came, and Dvoru immediately heard the sound of broken wrist bones and elbow joints, and saw his arms twisted like twists, sharp broken bones piercing the flesh to expose the surface of his body, and the blood beads were evaporated by the heat as soon as they splashed out, and the air was rendered a delicate pink. "Smack!" Dvoru immediately severed his elbow with a high-temperature arc and dropped his severed arm to retreat, when the haunting sound of gunfire rang out again, and the golden lion fell to his knees, the shot shattering his right kneecap with precision.

"Didn't you say ten seconds?" said Podafeng, who was standing in front of the burning house, turned into a sniper, grumbling as he aimed with the optics in his right eye.

"Right now, right away. Warrior Podafeng's right arm still had electricity and heat left, and Dvoru's severed arm quickly scorched in his hands. He threw down his stump and strode in on the enemy.

This is the outlier in the highest caste of the Ghosts, the Alphagard, the Poda Feng brothers, armed to the teeth by high technology. They were born in Da Lat, Vietnam, and were thrown to the ground in horror by nurses as soon as they left their mother's womb because the baby had two faces. A body, a head, two faces, like a mythical demon. X-rays showed two brains crowded into the tiny cranial cavity, with twin brothers devouring each other's bodies, leaving only two personalities and faces to coexist. Rejected by the world, they had grown to the age of sixteen, their deformed skulls no longer able to hold two brains, and the pressure was slowly killing the Pota Feng brothers. At this time, they were discovered by a doctor, a doctor affiliated with the Ghost Copper Mine Branch.

The Podafeng brothers' IQ test results were mediocre, but they showed amazing mental potential. With the support of the highest science and technology of the entire ghost organization, they are divided into two halves, each of them gets half of the body, and the missing part is supported by a polylattice carbon-titanium alloy, this cermet is light, hard and non-conductive, making it an ideal bone material, and adopting a micron-level modular design can make the carbon-titanium alloy partially deform and combine to obtain different functions.

Of course, what is even more striking is the spiritual connection between the Boda Feng brothers.