The church is the control area of Group C.

Group C has far fewer people than Group B, but controls a smaller area and has a more elite staff, with all 20 members of the Lionheart.

The third and fourth graders are far more capable than the second graders, they are not stationed in a fixed position, but are always in motion, but for those who want to invade the building, they will find that a different group is blocking a certain entrance at any given moment, and the movement of each group is pre-rehearsed and perfectly coordinated.

"President...... Is it repentance? What are you doing with repentance at this time? There is no pastor there. The members of the Lionheart were on the patrol with weapons in hand, and every time they passed by the confessional in the center of the church, some could not help but question.

Behind a carved screen is the confessional room of the Kassel Academy Church, which Chu Zihang has stayed in and has not come out.

Although there have been debates in the meetings of the board of trustees over the years, whether it is necessary to have a church in a place like the Kassel Academy, we just need to have all the students adopt Nordic theology as a spiritual program.

"But...... There has to be a place for girls to wear white wedding dresses and say 'I do' in front of the priest, right? Principal Ange ended the discussion with this sentence.

There is only one probationary pastor, Masashi Toyama, but he never holds Sunday services or other activities, and he does not accept confessions, only wedding appointments.

That elaborate confessional room had been empty for many years, and it was obvious that even if Chu Zihang was ready to believe in Christianity now, no priest would accept his confession.

Only by removing a hypocritical god from the throne can he wash away the humiliation in his heart.

A black figure jumped down from the second floor, and it was Susie, who had been a sniper.

She approached the confessional.

Susie, 21 years old, is a third-year student at Kassel Academy, with a focus on dragon genomics.

She is an important member of the Lionheart Club and Chu Zihang's most important right-hand man.

"Zihang, are you okay?" She knocked on the door of the confessional and asked.

"It's okay," Chu Zihang replied inside, "everything is fine." ”

"Your body ......," Susie's voice hinted at concern.

"Don't worry, I'm in good health and don't have any problems." Chu Zihang interrupted her, not wanting to get too involved in this issue.

Susie sighed, she knew that Chu Zihang was not happy to discuss this topic.

The voice of Professor Schneider of the Executive Department suddenly came from her headphones, and Susie glanced at the screen of the communication terminal around her waist, this time Professor Schneider used the public channel of Group C, and spoke to everyone in Group C.

"Group C, please evacuate the church area immediately and strengthen the vigilance of the library; Group C, please evacuate the church area immediately and strengthen the library's security ......" Professor Schneider said over the radio.

"Yes!" All answered at the same time.

"Zihang! Evacuate the church area. Susie knocked on the door of the confessional again.

She didn't quite understand why she had suddenly ordered Group C to evacuate the area, the chapel was the central hub to the Three Goddesses and the bell tower where the Night's Watch was located, and it was supposed to concentrate superior forces on guard.

However, she was also grateful for this opportunity, so that she could pull Chu Zihang out of the closed phone booth-like wooden carved lattice, she was indeed very worried about Chu Zihang's body.

She is the closest person to Chu Zihang, and this has happened more than once.

If someone is here, he can only sigh that Susie is really in vain, and he flatters the blind man, come on, senior sister, you are not the person in his life, love is a thing, it has never been first come, it is as cruel as a battlefield, only love and not love, nothing else.

"No, I wasn't the one who was evacuated." Chu Zihang whispered.

"Not including you? How can it be! Susie was stunned, "But Professor Schneider gave orders to everyone through the public channel!" ”

"Group C, please evacuate the church area immediately, excluding Chu Zihang." Professor Schneider's voice sounded again, and Chu Zihang seemed to have expected this order.

"Just for people who don't need to fight in churches." Chu Zihang said, "Susie, evacuate." ”

Susie couldn't wait any longer, and all of Team C was leaving, and she looked at the confessional with a faint uneasiness in her heart.

"Don't worry about me." Chu Zihang's voice came from the curtain of the confessional room.

"Hmm." Susie answered, and then hurried to follow the evacuees, and ran to the door of the church, she couldn't help but look back, and in the silent church hall, the small confessional room seemed mysterious and lonely.

"Block the church door." Professor Schneider's order came again.

……

……

Zero was silently standing by the parquet window of Odin Hall.

Two or three meters away in front of her were two second-year students armed with Uzi submachine guns, their falcon-like eyes looking nervously out the window, ready to meet the enemy who was attacking at any moment, but they didn't notice the twelve people standing a few meters behind them.

Even if the two students turned their heads to look at the extremely light breathing in the air behind them, they could only see that there seemed to be a ghostly flow of light inky wind in the air.

If you unravel the "Spirit of Words: Shadow", the remaining eleven people are clinging to Zero's small body at the moment, and they can't wait to stick to her, so the scene will be very ridiculous, and this group of people is close to each other and move into the Odin Hall in small steps.

Zero was a little speechless, at this time she couldn't even see the road ahead, these bounty hunters were all tall and big, and her little man of more than one meter and a half was really not enough to see among them.

But Zero couldn't think about it that much now, and she led the eleven people who were closely around her, and walked along the central passage to the elevator not far from the statue of Odin, and the extremely pale black flowed along the central aisle.

Everyone in Group B looked outside, except for the man on the oak bench beside the aisle, who was wearing an expensive white suit, with golden hair like the lion king, and a black and gold hunting knife in his hand, and two large, silver "desert eagles" resting next to him.

It was apparently two custom-made pistols, with carved ebony inlaid ivory at the handle, and the sterling silver Angel of Death family crest in the center of the grip, smiling silently at them.

Zero glanced at Caesar, but didn't react, she stepped on the carpet and silently passed by the man, who lowered his head and seemed to be unaware of anything, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Caesar suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head, and smiled at the statue of Odin.

The Greek statue-like man laughs somewhere between elegant and cold.

"Will I be the first to step onto the podium on the day we present our diplomas?" He asked casually.

Zero wrinkled her thin eyebrows like willow leaves, feeling a little difficult, she didn't quite understand why this person was so middle-class, she had already discovered her, it was better to jump out and fight, Caesar was still smiling and staring, which made the situation a little stiff.

Suddenly a grand song echoed in the Odin Hall, not loud, but enough for everyone to hear, and the students of Group B who were guarding the parquet window all looked back at the statue of Odin in surprise, they could not find where the music came from, as if it was broadcast by the campus broadcasting system during afternoon tea.

"Ashitaka Sekki, the soundtrack for Hayao Miyazaki's Princess Mononoke, I really like this song." Caesar said lightly.

The music under the black curtain rang for a few seconds, and Zero frowned and pulled out something in his pocket, which was Mai's mobile phone, which Mai stuffed into her pocket when she wasn't looking.

She answered the phone, her voice as cold as winter ice and snow, "What are you doing?" ”

"Oh, girl, don't be so cold." A charming woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, "It's nothing, add a little fun to your banquet." ”

Zero didn't speak, she just hung up the phone.

Mai stood at the door of the church, smacking her tongue at the busy voice on her phone.

Her whole body is as thin as a willow, more than 1.75 tall can go to the catwalk, even if she doesn't wear high heels, she can overwhelm Chu Zihang sitting in the church confessional, the jet-black tight combat uniform refines the curves of the whole body, if she is a model for a sketch class, the teacher and the students have to insert a paper scroll in both nostrils to draw to prevent nosebleeds.

is also a twin sister, compared with the beautiful and lovely wine De Aki, her flamboyance is as unrestrained as a touch of red in the painter's pen.

Zero whispered something.

"Speech and Spirit", liberation.

The neat twelve people were all wearing ninja-like close-fitting black combat uniforms, with miniature submachine guns hanging from their necks, two-foot-long melee combat knives at their belts, and all their hoods and masks, leaving only two eagle-like eyes exposed, obviously the elite of the elite.

But their posture was really stupid, for a while the students in Group B were a little dazed, eleven of the twelve were men, and the chest muscles under the combat uniform were eager to show their strength by torning their clothes, and they were as strong as the male gods in Greek sculptures.

But they surround the only petite girl, with a cat waist and arm in arm, like an African tribe dancing some kind of courtship, with the girl as the center, forming an eleven-petaled flower......

The girl struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, her whole body shrouded in a black combat uniform, including her face, and her figure could be called bumpy and convex, but her hands were hanging down against the sides of her legs, and her head was slightly lowered to stand, like a good student who was studying hard, and it didn't make people interested in it.

Eleven petals were scattered, and in an instant they entered a combat state, raising miniature submachine guns under the cover of the surrounding row of chairs and podiums.

Almost at the same time, the main men of Group B at the front and rear doors swarmed in, and the black barrels of guns protruded from the cracks in the railings on the top floor.

It's like casting a net from heaven to earth.

The sound of both sides loading neatly seemed to have been trained, and as soon as the trigger was pulled, bullets poured out.

But at the same time, both Caesar and the petite girl raised their hands, preventing further action.

Caesar gracefully gestured to the lady to take precedence.

Zero couldn't stand his second strength, and coldly shook off a sentence, "Fight quickly, I don't have time to play a game of pulling out a gun and shooting at the end of the music with you here." ”

"Why draw a gun and shoot at the end of the music?" Caesar suddenly couldn't understand it, he and she should have met for the first time, why would he say such strange things? He didn't have any impression of the girl before.

"Nothing." Zero lost his patience a little, "Don't bother with that stuff, can you start fighting now?" ”

Caesar didn't dwell too much on the issue, and a confident smile appeared on his face again, "As you wish, but is it too unstylish to start fighting like this?" How are you going to get started? ”

"What do you want?" Zero asked rhetorically.

Caesar stood up from the luxurious ebony chair, unbuttoned the white suit, and stood in the middle of the aisle with both hands on the "Desert Eagle", zero raised her eyebrows and coldly said, at this moment she was as bright as a cold knife light, and people did not dare to approach.

Behind each of them were more than ten loaded guns pointed at each other, thousands of bullets pressed into the magazine.

The temperature of the air seemed to drop suddenly, and the turbulent, knife-like aura on Zero's body was rising.

"How about this?" Caesar snapped his fingers, "Norma, turn off the lights for us." ”

"Fifteen-second countdown." Noma's faint voice echoed in the Odin Hall, and the crystal chandelier in the center of the roof began to light and darken, repeating at a steady rate of seconds and seconds.

"The Desert Eagle Standard Edition, 7 0.5-inch caliber AE shells per magazine, a total of 14 rounds, is enough." Caesar said lightly, still with a confident smile on his face, as if an invincible king was crisscrossing the battlefield, his fiery golden eyes flickering, as if he had seen the final end of his victory.

He spread his legs, crossed his hands in front of him, crossed his face, and bowed his head as if in contemplation.

"Theoretically, it's 3.8 rounds per second, and I can fire them all in two seconds."

"You can try it." Zero's voice didn't fluctuate, it was nothing to believe it, she knew Caesar could do it.

Silence as death.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the flickering light overhead, and each flickering second was stretched for a long time in extreme concentration.

Only Caesar did not look, and Caesar bowed his head.

13 powerful heartbeats, except for the girl and herself, the position of the remaining 11 people is locked.

Five seconds passed, and at that moment the lights of the entire hall went black, all the lights went out, and everyone lost their purpose.

Caesar instantly pushed the "Spirit of Words and Weasels" to the top, he shot with both hands, no need to aim, and shot directly to the sides, the AE bullets in the Desert Eagle magazine carried powerful kinetic energy to penetrate the cover, and the advantage of "Spirit of Words and Scythes" and faster reaction speed, before the opponent did not shoot, Caesar fired a second time.

Four of the 11 targets marked in the mind have been erased.

The members of Team Zero shoot with their impressions of Caesar's location before the lights go out.

Caesar jumped onto the table and fired in the air, the chairs around where he had been standing were smashed by a volley of submachine gun fire.

Caesar leaped forward, the muzzle flame of the Desert Eagle flickering, each time illuminating his angular face like a Greek sculpture, and he stood high on the table as if he were standing in the karmic fires of hell.

The target has all been erased.

The echo of the gunfire had not yet receded, and a lonely applause rang out in the darkness.

The lights came on again, and Caesar stood where he had been, the muzzle of the desert eagle in both hands pointing at the ground, and the smoke of gunpowder was rising.

The 11 elites of Team Zero around them silently looked at the blood on their chests, and then fell to the ground, and the sound of the 11 guns landing on the ground was uniform.

Zero clapped expressionlessly, but Caesar couldn't tell what expression was on her face at this time.

Caesar unloaded the magazine with both hands, unloading the last remaining bullets from the magazine, leaving two in his left hand and one in his right.

"Are you done?" Zero said coldly, "Then it's my turn next." ”

Her gaze pierced through time and returned to the Siberian ice field more than twenty years ago.

She whispered, "We will not abandon each other or betray each other until the end of our lives." ”

It wasn't a mantra, it was just that every time she was faced with a challenge, she habitually recited it, like a prayer.

Time stopped abruptly, and Zero saw the confident smile on Caesar's face freeze, and a boy came out of the void behind her, bowed his head and whispered in her ear, "Yes, we will not abandon each other on this journey, we will not betray each other until the end of death." ”

Zero looked back in surprise, and the boy in front of him was smiling and grimacing at her.

"How could I leave my girl alone?" He put his hand on her shoulder and said with a smile.