The distribution of houses in the city of Dawn is according to the respective forces.

Fujiwara Ryuxian floated from the shadows to the door, raised his hand to ring the doorbell.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell."

Three times in a row.

"Who is it?!"

The irascible tone came from the living room, accompanied by the sound of Dongdong's footsteps, and the cat's eye came with someone's peeping gaze.

"Hi ~ Hanama-chan ~" Fujiwara Ryukan waved his hand, a bright smile on his face.

", don't bother me drinking!"

Hanama didn't even bother to open the door, and drove people away in a very rough tone, she just wanted to drink a dark day before she set out on the expedition.

"I'm in a hurry."

Fujiwara Ryuxian explained with a smile.

Tsk, Hanama Ju's face was full of unhappiness, but he still didn't continue to close the door, opened the door and said, "What's the matter with you?" ”

Fujiwara Ryuxian briefly explained the current situation, and said with a serious face: "Can you contact Shiraishi-san?" ”

"I don't know, try it."

Hanama scratched her head and turned back to the house.

Fujiwara Ryustring is cheeky and uninvited, and the inside is a Western-style floor, so there is no need to take off your shoes.

Takagikaku, Rene Aono, and Yoshiko Komatsu each occupy one side, and the table is full of steaming dishes, and there are plenty of empty sake bottles on the ground.

The air is filled with the smell of wine.

"Hey~ The mature handsome guy over there, do you want to drink it together!"

Yoshiko Komatsu beckoned, looking like a hospitable woman.

Fujiwara Ryuxian used to like to hook up with girls, but he also knew what girls could talk to and what girls couldn't.

He didn't want to talk to those women who needed to be responsible, so he put on a decent and gentlemanly expression and said, "No." ”

"yes, that's a pity." Komatsu Yoshiko shrugged her shoulders, picked up a bottle of wine and drank wildly, and said bitterly: "Bald, I'm really heartbroken by Shitang." ”

"They all say I'm not bald, you love-brained woman."

Takagi Jiao corrected the other party's title again, and said, "You should almost give up, Genjiro-sama is devoted to cultivation, so that he will not have the idea of wanting to fall in love."

Especially in the current situation, the seventh realm wants to break through to the eighth realm, and the eighth realm wants to break through to the ninth realm, everyone wants to climb up, where is there any extra mind to think about that. ”

"Woo, what should I do then?"

Yoshiko Komatsu was lying on the table, crying so much, she just wanted to find a good man to marry, why is it so troublesome?

Fujiwara Tatsuchan pretended not to see it and continued to stare at the bedroom door.

Takagi Kaku and Ren Aono continued to raise their glasses to each other.

Seeing that no one stepped forward to comfort her, Yoshiko Komatsu, who was lying on her stomach, felt sad for the indifference of the men, and continued to drink bitterly, "Damn, men don't have a good thing." ”

"Don't mess around." Takagikaku's face was full of helplessness.

In the bedroom, Hanama Ju took out the skull necklace given by Shiraishi from the bedside table and pinched it.

Infused with spiritual power again, there was no response.

Sure enough, it doesn't work...... She thought to herself, vaguely seeing what seemed to be something in the skull's eyes.

She stepped forward curiously, and a stereoscopic image suddenly popped up from the skull, "Wow." ”

Hanamaju hurriedly took two steps back, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he glared and scolded angrily: "Bastard, you want to scare me to death!" ”

"Haha."

The skull laughed, a familiar voice, and Shiraishi said slowly: "I see that you are at home, it doesn't look like you are in danger, so I want to make a joke with you, is there anything wrong with me?" ”

"The high priest led people to the Shura realm, and also killed Gustavo, it is suspected that a séance ceremony will be held, George They want you to come back and sit down."

Hanama chrysanthemum briefly explains the current situation.

"Oh, I'm not free, I'll talk about it when I'm done with this matter, there's really any accident, you pinch the skull, and the hero will definitely fall from the sky."

"Hey, you're a narcissist."

Hanama Ju complained about his words, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face, and said in a cheerful tone: "Then I'll reply to them like this." ”

"Hmm."

The skull responded, dissipating in the air.

Hanamaju turned around and walked out of the bedroom door, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Shiraishi doesn't want to come back yet, he wants to give priority to solving the affairs of the United States, you don't have to worry, he can rush back if something happens." ”

"yes, that's the only way." Fujiwara Ryuxian touched his nose.

Yoshiko Komatsu looked at her wildly.

Hanama Ju understood her best friend's thoughts in seconds, and said helplessly: "It's all here, do you want to have a drink?" ”

"Forget it, you drink slowly, I have to report the outcome of the matter to George."

Fujiwara Ryuxian is not stupid, he is good, how can he not like his own Hanama chrysanthemum to invite him to drink.

If he wants to drink, he can find someone else.

"Okay."

Hanama Ju was not reluctant, giving Yoshiko Komatsu a helpless look.

……

Fujiwara Ryushin returns to the round table to resume his life.

George and the others were satisfied with this answer, and did not say anything, and continued to study the corpse of Saskia, the king of the West.

It's not that the autopsy is over, the initial research has come to an end.

They are currently figuring out how to transform Saskia's body into a resource that everyone can use.

Everything about the monster has not been purified, and to humans, it is highly poisonous.

The general method of purifying monsters, which is used to purify the king of monsters, has no effect at all.

Arthur tried hundreds of experiments, including but not limited to enhancing the original method of purifying monsters, discussing and deducing with others, but never got a suitable plan.

……

In the cold laboratory, the walls, floors, and ceilings are engraved with magic.

The dissected Saskia lay quietly on the countertop, the filthy demonic aura infecting the technique.

Every once in a while, Arthur would move Saskia's body to another lab.

Re-engrave the magic spells in the house to ensure that the spells that imprison the demonic energy will not fail.

The demonic energy of the ninth realm is too tricky.

Arthur and the rest of the group changed into protective suits similar to space suits, that is, the parts of their hands were quite thin, ensuring the flexibility of their hands.

Putting on this protective suit, everyone entered the door in turn.

It wasn't the first time Arthur had come in, but he was still shocked by the powerful demonic aura emitted by the other party, and his breathing became lighter, "Where should I start today?" My advice is from the blood. ”

"It's blood every time, and I don't see anything famous, so I still start from the part of my hand."

Peter shouted seemingly irritably.

George agreed, "It's better to concentrate than to be distracted, and everyone can work together to cleanse Saskia's body as soon as possible and proceed with their next steps." ”

Peter was silent, he was a selfish man, he never gave in to Saskia, he simply didn't want to serve anyone.

Only by being your own boss can you get a large profit.

He wanted to study the hand, which was to be his own.

But George's words are not unreasonable.

"Tsk, let's start with blood."

……

A few days later, Perth.

A blizzard envelops the place.

The altar made of cold ice is square in shape and sits in the center of the formation.

The archetypal immortal species, the human transcendental, all wore robes made of snow.

The snow rolled in the wind, and the followers of the Winter God Sect fell to their knees with their heads bowed, and no one dared to raise their heads.

God shall not look directly.

Unlike in the past, this time the High Priest asked the God of Winter to stay away from the Inner Realm and stay in the Shura Realm.

If it were the United States, it would take a long time to transform the world for the advent of the god of winter.

And the aura of the Shura Realm itself is extremely rich, the sixth has begun to transform, and the ninth has been completed.

The high priest raised his arms high and cried out from his mouth.

No one could hear it, and that old, jerky language didn't seem like it belonged to humans.

The wind and snow were shaking.

Awe made the believers bow their heads more and more reverently to welcome the arrival of the god of winter.

“！” The high priest raised his head, his arms outstretched, and the last syllable fell, causing the altar to tremble, and a dazzling beam of light shot through the leaden clouds.

It is like a holy light from heaven, where all the light and color of the earthly world gather.

And in the light, a huge, snow-white figure emerged, and the specific face could not be seen clearly, only from the outline of the body, it could probably be classified as a female god.

Narcissa, the god of winter, descended on this earth.

The wind and snow cheered.

Every believer can perceive his or her divine power to express joy and dependence on the invisible being, like the affection of a newborn child for his mother.

The High Priest knelt on one knee, his previously indifferent face could no longer contain his joy, "God, we have finally waited for you. ”

"High Priest, you've done a good job."

Narcissa's voice was ethereal, but it didn't reach far away.

Those believers who didn't have enough divine power heard her voice, and they were afraid that they wouldn't be twisted into an indescribable tentacle on the spot.

"Everything is in accordance with your instructions." The High Priest's tone was full of deference.

Narcissa said slowly, "Next, let's go to the fortress that the humans have built here to welcome the new believers.

We must step up the establishment of the kingdom of God on earth. ”

"Yes."

The high priest replied respectfully.

Standing up, turning around, facing the black and oppressive believers under the altar, the high priest waved his right hand and let his voice spread far away, "God has a will, and he will establish the kingdom of God on earth in the Shura realm.

To do this, we need to recruit more Protestants, first of all, to the fortress where humanity is! ”

"May I fight for God!"

All the believers shouted in unison.

Wind and snow surged.

The High Priest looked into the distance, as if he could see the wall.

……

The outer walls of the Dawning City are manned at all times, guarding the surroundings.

The configuration of the round table arrangement is often a soldier with a strong mecha and a monsterized soldier, with a transcendent who can observe the enemy's situation.

Jack lives in a dormitory on the second floor inside the wall.

He once won the championship in the K-ONE White Fight Tournament and won the supreme glory of the world, but he also disappeared with the renewal of the powerful mech.

Nowadays, will is not the key to determining strength or weakness, but the model of the strong mecha is.

Jack's body has been eroded by the old era of strong mechas, and he can't adapt to the new era of strong mechas, and it is a matter of course that he is abandoned and eliminated.

A squad leader is the highest position he can get.

Jack didn't care about that, he was full of hatred for the high priest, day after day, never slackening his training.

"Young, Jack, are you exercising again? Rare shifts, no need to be so tired, let's go have a drink together. ”

"Haha, you don't need to pay attention to him, this guy is a weirdo."

The people who slept with him knew in their hearts that Jack would not go, but they still pretended to be the first time they came, and repeated mechanical words every day to make fun of him.

Sweat falls to the ground.

Jack ignored their voices as usual, and continued to count silently in his mind that he was going to add a push-up today than usual.

The small growth and progress are the driving force that supports him to continue.

Stampeding, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the door, and a person appeared at the door of the dormitory, and said in a deep voice: "Captain Jack, there is a secret experiment I want to ask you for." ”

"Can you get stronger?" Jack stopped his push-ups and looked up and asked.

The officer in charge of the herald showed a hint of interest on his face, this kind of fierce lone wolf eyes are exactly the talent needed by the above, "stronger than you think." ”

"Then I'm willing to participate."

Jack got up from the ground, sweating profusely, and his slightly thin cheeks made his already angular face show a bit of cold and hard lines.

"Get dressed and come with me."

Jack turned around and picked up a towel to wipe his sweat casually, put on a dark green military uniform, and wore a belt of a forced mecha.

Strode out of the dorm door.

The outside is brightly lit and the aisles are thick with rocks.

After all, it is to live within the walls.

……

Regarding the names of the four walls, the round table is not specifically named, and there are many names in private, but for the soldiers, simple and popular names are easier to remember than advanced names.

The walls guarding the City of Dawn are called the Wall of Dawn.

Not to mention the size of the exterior, the interior is equally spacious.

Each wall holds a full 100,000 people.

Although the City of Dawn within the walls was large and had many fine houses, it was not for them to live in.

The city walls are their home.

Jack walked with the officer for a while, and at first he knew the way, but gradually, leaving his defensive area, the road became unfamiliar.

Seven crutches.

He eventually arrived at a sign with a special test team hanging on it.

The officer raised his hand and pushed the door open.

Inside was a spacious room, with a light on the top, and seven men and three women silently occupied a corner of the room.

And there is a small door on the side.

The officer stepped forward in small steps and knocked, "Lord Takayanagi, the first batch of eight people for the test has been brought. ”

"Hmm."

The charming voice pierced through the crack in the door, making the officer tremble, but he didn't dare to think crookedly, retreated to the side and said, "Don't be disrespectful to Lord Takayanagi!" ”

This sentence is mainly for those men.

He knew the charm of that person, and he was afraid that their eyes would be offended, and that he would be angered by them, and that he would be angered.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, relax."

The door opened, and the woman with wavy blonde hair strode forward, a beauty mole at the corner of her mouth.

Her blue eyes swept over the people present, and the corners of her mouth smiled: "My name is Gao Liujing, the leader of the special experiment team.

This experiment is to let you act as guinea pigs to see if the demonic energy will be purified. ”

"Isn't that a magic potion?" Jack asked.

"It's different, you will directly drink the blood of Saskia, the king of the West, which has been improved by Arthur and called the blood of evolution, try it and see what it does."

Gao Liujing smiled, took out the contract and said: "The degree of risk in this experiment is very high, whether to participate or not depends on voluntariness, and the person who wants to sign it is here." ”