Verazi Building, meeting hall of the Nakis Countermeasures Group.

Carlyle Stamm hurried through the hallway, his personal communications already bouted, and everyone questioning him as the head of security and scolding him for failing to do so, including some of his own superiors.

If it was a normal time, Carlyle would not dare to conflict with these executives with a thousand courages, and he would always treat people with a pleasant face.

But now the situation is different, Young Master Andrew is in charge, and Carlyle can only go back angrily.

For Verazi, they are in an extremely difficult time.

When he came to the door of the conference hall, no matter how well the sound insulation was, he couldn't stop him, an old elite powerhouse of the Zeta Rank, and he could hear the people inside arguing and arguing from afar.

"I've been here for five hours, and you haven't come up with a suitable plan yet!"

"Master Andrew, you have to understand, we have done everything we can, Veraz only has one hundred and twenty employees here, but the blood of Nakis is all over the fortresses of the planet,"

Carlyle listened, and was speaking as Director of Strategy Martin Chamboller, who was trying to mediate with Andrew and try to appease the anger of the half-dragon child.

"If you just start an action so rashly, it will definitely cause great losses, and there is no synthesis base of [Biochemist] here, so there is no way to generate a large-scale living army in a short world......"

"Don't you have any money?" Andrew shouted: "Is it difficult to make up a Van Lenkov assistant army?" Did you not suppress the colonies, or did you put all the money into your own pockets? ”

Andrew's words were straightforward and ugly, and with his cultivation, I am afraid that he had witnessed a very serious mistake, so that he would be so out of shape, which made Carlyle secretly cry in his heart that it was not good.

But everything was fine, and he had expected that things would not turn out for the better.

Knocking on the door and entering the house, Carlyle had just half entered the room, and was immediately stared at by Andrew's angry dragonborn eyes like a lava ball, and the coercion from the blood made Carlyle stagger a step. He straightened his suit, smiled on his face, and when his eyes swept over his colleagues, he realized that he was still the best performer.

Company executives, who are usually high up on the ground and can make millions of people go bankrupt with their hands, are not worth mentioning at all in front of the half-dragon young master of the family lineage, and they are far from comparable in terms of blood, faith or financial resources.

When Chamboller saw Carlyle's arrival, he bowed slightly, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Even as a High Elf in the Steel Elf, this man with silver-gray skin and strong muscles, the pressure on Andrew is also extremely great, the other party's blood is noble, and there is the blessing of the great Lord God Red King, he can't be regarded as Zeta at all.

"You're here, our bodyguard."

Chamboller walked up to him and patted the other man on the shoulder, as if in a gesture of pity for Carlyle's good luck.

In fact, he quietly used his spiritual power to communicate:

'Andrew is menacing, I'm afraid it's the group headquarters that is pressuring. ’

'What about our embezzlement......

'Now I guess I can't hide it, the blood of Soonakis requires a lot of manpower to collect on the ground, didn't you just recruit a group of local alien security teams before?' Expand on that a bit. ’

I see, though, I have a better idea. The economy of these aliens has collapsed, and it is easy to recruit people. ’

Spiritual communication was only a matter of moments, and Carlyle hurriedly stepped forward and handed over the documents he had brought to Andrew:

"Young master, the situation is urgent, I'll just say it straight, Van Lenkov's situation is very complicated, there are military facilities everywhere, and the surface area of this fortress is very large, even if we can form a Van Lenkov assistant force to carry out ground operations...... Don't look at them as they are already destitute, but it is still very difficult to turn the gun directly at their own people. ”

Andrew's face is expressionless:

"I'm not asking you to ask me questions. Asking questions and seeing problems, even beggars will, you have an annual income of 450,000 ammonium, and you are not asked to do the same work as a beggar. ”

"Yes, you're right!"

Unfazed, Carlyle continued:

"It's very unreliable to have the Van Lenkov xenomorphs armed, and it's easy to fight back, but we can recruit test subjects to first spread the word that the blood of Nakis is a dangerous fungus, and then let the Xenomorphs who carry Van Lenkov take the initiative to come to us for treatment...... In this way, we need to invest a lot less manpower, just receive and centralize, and even robots can do it. ”

"It's like words."

Andrew flipped through the plan book, and his face was a little better:

"But you'd better have to pull up a team, I don't care if you're brainwashed or bribed with money. In short, we don't have much time, and within this month, we must send 10 units of Nakis blood to the headquarters. ”

"I understand, I understand."

Seeing that Young Master Andrew's temper had eased up, Carlyle and the people around him breathed a sigh of relief:

"Actually, Master Andrew, we now have 700 Van Lenkov temporary workers, just continue-"

Submit!

Before he could finish speaking, the glass in the conference room burst and shattered in an instant, and the piercing sonic boom continued to echo in the air.

Everyone's faces changed, and Carlyle immediately stood in front of Andrew, using his body to block the broken glass residue.

Andrew held his hands behind his back, and all the bodyguards surrounded him in an instant, opening their force field shields, showing extremely high professionalism, even if they knew that the object they were protecting was far stronger than themselves.

"Fuck, what's going on?!"

Chamboler was knocked to the ground by the sound caused by the sonic boom, his iron-gray face was extremely embarrassed, and he immediately looked at Carlyle, who was the head of the company's security.

"Carlyle!"

"I don't know! In an instant, the speed of that thing exceeded the speed of sound at least ten times, and there was no time to notify any communication! ”

Before Carlyle could finish speaking, a loud explosion rang out again, and everyone in the conference room immediately felt unsteady under their feet, and the building was gradually shaking.

It was only at this moment that the alarm sounded belatedly, but with the fragmented office building, for some reason, there was a sense of desolation.

"The load is pierced!" Carlyle continued to communicate, listening to the report from the other side as he shouted to his own people, "Everyone go to the shelter, our Ministry of Magic employees are activating the force field, don't panic, this is a very ordinary terrorist attack-"

Before he could finish speaking, a loud noise quickly fell from above the dome.

Here it comes.

Boom!

A black shadow tore through the sky, bringing up scarlet electric light, and smashed straight towards the company's building.

- Damn, what speed is this?!

Boom Boom Boom!

In the blink of an eye, even the powerhouses of the Zeta Rank couldn't react, and the thunder blade wrapped in ten thousand spirits pierced and disintegrated the forty-story floor slab overhead, and what was even worse was that a series of explosions and roars were like ripples, constantly spreading and splashing and reverberating!

"Get out of the way. You wine bags and rice bags, see the blessings of the gods. ”

Andrew stepped forward, stood with his hands behind his back, and stood in a position with his chest held high. He bowed his head slightly, lowered his head and muttered:

"High Goddess, Thou art the blessing of capital, the god of the Syndicate, the lord of the cartels, the soul of Contzeen, the ancestor of the trust, thou hast made the capital conglomerate permanent, thou hast allowed the economy to grow freely, thou hast allowed thousands of private property owners to sleep peacefully, allow me to call your name softly-"

Boom boom bang bang!

The ceiling shattered, and the ferocious blade slashed down in an instant, and Andrew raised a finger arrogantly without raising his head.

"In your name, followers of Raider King [Soul of Raid], I pray to you—"

"Me! Jenya! It's here!"

Before Andrew's prayer was over, the vicious roar had already fallen, and when the bad voice came into his ears, and the fierce thunder light like blood exploded, Andrew's originally safe and arrogant face changed instantly, and the outstretched finger immediately turned into a whole palm.

Scold!

However, he was still a step slower.

The palm carrying the blessing was accurately sliced by the blade, and the outstretched finger bore the brunt of it, and under the burst of electromagnetic energy, it instantly dissolved and burned.

Smack.

Andrew's posture froze in place.

His palm, which had been frozen in mid-air, had his index finger simply severed.

The slashing sword was blocked by the blessed divine power, and instantly lost its momentum of advancement, and smashed heavily to the ground like a tank smashed on the road.

Clang!

Andrew lowered his head.

His lava-like eyes met a pair of emotionless golden crystalline eyes with no emotion.

The smoke was thick and the other man was half-kneeling on the ground, as if he were looking at himself—as if he were looking at the other.

"You."

Andrew withdrew his hand, the dragon's bloodline allowed him to quickly regenerate severed limbs, and the venom he secreted also paralyzed the pain, but it couldn't quell his anger.

"Good, good."

There was too much anger on him today.

He rubbed his rapidly regenerated index finger and said with a smile:

"You dare to attack a god-giver, not to me, but to the great gods—tell me, who gave you the courage, nameless assassin, to provoke a blessed one who can use divine power!"

"With the help of divine powers?"

In the smoke and dust, a tall body dressed in stubbornness slowly stood up:

"I am God."

(End of chapter)