As the night wore on, Ayala couldn't rest, still working in her office on the 77th floor of the Hydra Building, the headquarters of Hydra. As a devout believer, she believes in the power of "7" and believes that "7" is a revered and complete number. Because the "Creator" created the world for only 6 days, and rested on the 7th day. Believers always use the word "7" in their work, for example, they should say the prayer seven times, treat them on the seventh day after the pilgrim returns, have a feast on the seventh day after the birth of a child, and hold a commemorative ...... on the seventh day after marriage

In short, all good things have to be linked to "7", so Ayala's office and room are on the 77th floor.

Although "Hydra" is a criminal organization, on the surface it is still a large company called "Hydra" that needs to pay taxes to the Greek government, and it not only controls the largest taxi company in Greece, but also has freight companies, express delivery companies, construction companies, human resources companies, etc., and even intervenes in water and electricity, which are important industries related to the national economy and people's livelihood.

It's just that the lion's money-making doesn't come from these industries, these businesses are just Hydra's tentacles and ropes, allowing it to be deeply tied to the ruling class and the poor class of Greece, and the two opposing classes are the double insurance talisman of Hydra. In fact, its core business is still "drugs", and it can be said that Hydra is an oligopoly company with "drugs" as its main commodity.

Its structure is almost indistinguishable from that of a modern company, and if there is a difference, it is that the security department of Hydra is no different from the army, and it can be said that the Hydra region is the state within a state of Athens. It is the super-oligarchs who have mastered the powerful force and controlled the 700,000 refugees.

The 70th-79th floors belong to the core office area of Hydra, which is the brain of Hydra, and the back-office departments of infrastructure construction, service support, human resources, finance and risk management are all concentrated on the 70th-79th floors.

Ayala's office on the seventy-seventh floor can be described as the "CEO" office. Of course, Ayala's position in Hydrera is not "CEO", but rather she should be called "Cerberus". For believers like Ayala, the name "Cerberus" was so unpleasant that everyone called her "Holy Maiden".

Even with Hydra's many affairs, Ayala should have rested at this time. But today is different, the shutdown of the entire Hydra has not left Hydra's management with nothing to do, but rather a lot of work to deal with.

For example, there has been a surge in online chargebacks, the black market has closed down the market, and the customers staying in Hydra have been stranded......

These are small things, but the real big trouble is that large quantities of goods, both illegal and legal, cannot be transported, and worse still, daily necessities and raw materials cannot enter Hydra, and the shutdown of sales and production has left 700,000 poor people who depend on Hydra without a means of livelihood.

Originally, these poor people were struggling to survive, and at this time there was no income to make ends meet, and if they did not respond in time, the whole Hydra would fall into disorder. Thankfully, this is not the first time Hydra has dealt with a shutdown, and has experience in this area, knowing that as long as it can meet the basic food needs of the poor.

It's not a simple matter to just deal with the food shortage of 700,000 people, and as a CEO and firefighter, Ayala has been busy with food for the past two days. To make matters worse, there was an unexpected incident today, she never imagined that the most powerful man in Europa would come to her door, let alone learn a news that she could not accept at all.

Ayala was distraught by all the pressure, and her work efficiency was greatly reduced, and she couldn't pay attention to the work reports from various departments on the computer. Subconsciously switched to the web page, and began to look at all kinds of messages about Athena found on Google.

After meeting Napoleon VII, Ayala searched all the social software, except for Twitter, which had Athena's account, but there was no content posted on it, even the avatar was blank, only a brief sentence: "The only account, other social software accounts are fake accounts".

Rummaging through Twitter has very little information about Athena, almost all of it is gossip about her and Napoleon VII. Ayala can only be searched on Google.

There was not much to gain, except for the gossip with Napoleon VII, and only some reports on the Internet about the secrets of the Onassis family were found. Most of these reports focus on the previous generations of the Onassis family, from the history of the Onassis family to the family infighting, only occasionally vaguely mentioning Athena, not daring to name names.

There are also some sensational gossip reports in entertainment newspapers, such as an article titled "The Curse of the Fate of the Onassis", which says that the women of the Onassis family are unlucky, and their husbands will die......

Ayala doesn't trust the media, and it seems that Wikipedia is a little more reliable.

Unfortunately, there is so little content on Wikipedia that only records some basic information about Athena. For example, he was born on September 1, 1995 in the lighthouse country, his nationality is both lighthouse and Greek, he is 177cm tall, his blood type is unknown, he is in the cup D, and he is under the zodiac sign Virgo. Graduated from ETH Zurich with a double master's degree in Information Technology and Electronic Engineering and Biosystems Science and Engineering. She is also a member of the Swiss Academy of Sciences, a member of the Beacon Academy of Arts and Sciences, a member of the French Academy of Sciences, an honorary member of the Association for the Advancement of Science in England, and a German Humboldt Scholar (2016-2018). He has also been awarded the German Cross (2017), the Chevalier de la Cratre d'Ordre de France (2019), the Clafford Medal (2019), the Prize of Sciences of the Paris Academy of Sciences (2019), the Wolf Prize (2020), and the Turing Prize (2021).

In addition to a large number of awards, Wikipedia also briefly writes about Athena's contributions in various fields. Ayala didn't understand these academic categories, so she didn't look closely, but probably scanned it and found the latest entry, which said that Athena won the Turing Award "for her contribution to deep learning in artificial intelligence"........

Thinking of the demon god Beret, who was obsessed with the study of robots all day, Ayala believed most of Napoleon VII's words. But Ayala stared at Athena's picture, and there was really no way to connect the woman in front of her with Lord Beret.

"Maybe it's because she's wearing a white research gown. Ayala thought to herself, closing her eyes, and then reaching for the eye drops on the table, she threw a few drops of eye drops on her head, moistening her somewhat dry eyes, and remembering that Lord Beret seemed to have a preference for white robes.

Ayala re-projected her gaze on the computer screen, carefully studying the photos on the computer screen, observing Athena's eyebrows, this woman gave people the feeling of being so clean, as if she was standing in the ice and snow at this moment, looking up at the white snow-capped mountains in the sun.

This sheer beauty is so dazzling that even the light trembles.

Ayala wondered if she was hallucinating, thinking it was because she had been staring at the computer screen for too long, and the radiating light was far-fetched onto the woman named Athena.

When she stared into Athena's eyes, she felt an inexplicable strangeness.

This woman is obviously just a flat still image, but Ayala seems to feel the other party's eye waves flowing, and across the screen, she seems to touch the deep coldness in Athena's eyes with her eyes.

The pupil turned into an ocean, and she swam in the endless depths of the water, a vast, incomparable space that made her feel terrifying, making her feel that she could be swallowed up at any moment.

Ayala shuddered, remembering the night she had followed Lord Beret to Eritria, a small African nation near the Red Sea.......

It was Ayala's first time out of battle with Uroboros from the Demon God, and in the chaotic country of Eritrea, a pirate group called the Iron Fist of the Holy Lord had taken a ship belonging to the Black Death hostage, and they were going to Eritria to rescue their Black Death people and get them to release the ship.

She was still excited when she set off. The flight from Athens to Cairo is not very long, less than two hours, which is nowhere near as long as the flight to Paris. When the private jet landed at a remote airport in Cairo, she regretted not being able to catch a glimpse of the pyramids and the Sphinx, thinking that maybe she would have the opportunity to visit this ancient site on her return trip.

As a result, she was reluctant to look back on the trip for the rest of her life.

She clearly remembered that everything was normal on the private jet, and she also had a drink with Yun and Yue, and only when she got off the plane did she notice that something was different. They were received by an officer who was still wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night, and the officer treated them with great respect and respectfully sent them to a Su-30 fighter plane parked on the runway.

Ayala never imagined that one day she would fly a fighter jet, let alone that the Demon God could do anything, and even a fighter jet could be piloted. She sat in the back seat and put on her helmet and watched as the officer in sunglasses helped her cover the transparent hatch, and the graceful Su-30 began to glide, accelerate, leap off the horizon, climb sharply, and quickly climb to an altitude of 40,000 feet at a speed of 1,000 km/h.

Even as a carrier, Ayala felt the passion of a heartbeat breaking through 120bpm in an instant, and the suffocating sensation of a tracked tank running over her face brought about by about 10g of gravitational acceleration. But she soon got used to it, listening to the sound of the huge engine and admiring the mountains and rivers shuttling through the clouds like a sandbox landscape.

At that time, she saw the Demon God flying a fighter jet in the cockpit full of dashboards, and she looked really handsome. Looking up at the starry sky within reach, everything is so romantic. But after two hours, the aesthetic feeling disappeared without a trace, and the fighter plane flew over a seaside city, and the humble city looked like an empty city at its feet when viewed from the plane.

But immediately a dense chain of red fire was thrown at them from the edge of the city, and the anti-aircraft artillery formed an impassable net. Ayala could already glimpse a faint light floating on the sea level, the light red glow was particularly moving between the sea and the sky, the plane dodged the anti-aircraft fire in an incredible curve, the demon god launched a missile, and the mushroom cloud soared into the sky, and then the Su-30 fell in a rapid rotation. In an instant, it flew at an ultra-low altitude and crossed the fire chain defense line that had broken the gap and pierced into the sky over the city.

The city wakes up in the midst of air raid sirens, and the cacophony of sirens crashing between the sky and the city is like a hallucinogen, making Ayala dizzy. She looked down in mid-air,

Among the endless dilapidated Byzantine buildings, you can also find the signs of nightclubs and bars, and it is not difficult to see that this place, like Damascus, was once a dusty city. However, in the early morning, all the shops are locked, and it looks like a deserted town in the ruins. Ayala had never seen such an empty city, looking down, there were withered and dilapidated buildings everywhere, which had no color and no temperature. Like a corpse that has been dead for years and has decomposed. Several crows sprang out of the rubble and disappeared into another piece of rubble.

Perhaps even Damascus, under fire, is more alive than here.

"My lord, where is this?" asked Ayala involuntarily.

"Asmara, the capital of Eritrea. ”

"Aren't you looking for pirates, what are we doing here?" Ayala asked, a little stunned, not quite understanding why a pirate would fly a fighter jet into a nation's capital.

Without answering Ayala's question, the Falcon-like Su-30 began to slow down and swoop down, landing on one of the city's widest, intact roads, at the end of which was a gray and black white five-story Europa traditional building that looked like 10 Downing Street (Palmisry's Mansion) in London. Judging by the Eritrian flag flying on the rooftop, it is either the Eritrian Mansion or the official residence of the Eritrean ruler.

Because in this dilapidated city, there is only this golden and splendid building.

In the rapid landing, Ayala's heart rose to her throat, even if she knew that even if the plane fell, they would not have much to do as a carrier, but she was still very nervous, watching the earthy yellow flat-roofed houses on both sides of the road getting closer and closer, and the asphalt road was at her feet, Ayala's heart also mentioned the highest place.

The iron-gray wings slashed off the satellite pot, and the two-story building landed in the middle of the road, and the felt laid on the roof was scraped and flying, and the dust was flying, and the green trees that grew haphazardly between the houses were blown out of shape. In the distance, a loudspeaker in an onion-topped temple plays prayers, and if you look closely, there are roosters standing on the rooftops waving their wings and crowing.

Ayala didn't know how to shield her hearing, and countless details drilled into her brain in the deafening waves, the wind noise, the tire noise, the sound of wings smashing wooden lattice......

She was a little glad that there was no glass in the city, and she hated the sound of hard objects scraping against the glass the most, but there were also some inexplicable sounds. She heard the hysterical roar of monkeys coming out of some of the rooms, and the laughter of children mixed with the noise of the incomparably loud noise, which was particularly eerie.

Ayala turned around and saw countless ragged children not far behind the plane, they were probably seeing the plane for the first time, and they were so excited, everyone was barefoot, laughing, chasing after the plane. Completely unaware that the behemoth in front of them could easily put them to death.

Ayala had never experienced such a thrill, landing on the main road of a nation's capital in a fighter jet.

It's ridiculous.

In the violent bumps, the Su-30 went ahead of the main road of the city and sprinted towards the most splendid buildings in front of it, without the slightest intention of stopping. Ayala forgot that she was in a carrier state, and watched with wide eyes as the traditional marble building of Italian style drew closer, and the guards standing in the doorway scattered and fled, and gunfire erupted.

Until he was close enough to clearly see the withered gray branch mantis standing on the green leaf neem, and when the Su-30 was about to crash into the building, Ayala couldn't help but close her eyes and shouted: "Be careful!"

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and everything fell into a colossal silence, as if she had jumped into the sea and sunk into another world.

Ayala opened her eyes and found that the plane had stopped in defiance of the principles of mechanics. The sharp airspeed tube was poked right above the coat of arms that hung above the white gate of the municipal building.

The Demon God, who was sitting in the front, had already unbuckled his seat belt and lifted the transparent canopy to stand up. At this time, the sun just jumped out of the sea level, and the sunlight stabbed from the east unscrupulously, and the demon god wearing a blue flight suit was like a dazzling god.

Ayala felt like she was in a dream, she followed the demon god off the plane in a trance, and the guards hiding not far away rushed towards them with guns raised, shouting words they didn't understand. They couldn't get closer, and their heads burst far away, like watermelons being smashed by a hammer, and red and white juice sprinkled all over the green grass.

In the sporadic gunshots, the demon god unhurriedly pushed open the white wooden door, the room did not look like a backward small African country at all, from the foyer it has always been the same as the mansions of the dignitaries of the developed countries of Europa, the floor is covered with beautifully embroidered Persian carpets, the walls are decorated with gilded wood, the walls are hung with famous oil paintings and exquisite tapestries, and the 17th-18th century gilded carved furniture and rare works of art are displayed around, as well as the glittering table clock and large chandelier, making this place like a real residence of the Grand Commander of Europa。

None of this is at odds with the desolate city outside the house.

The black guards in black suits shot at them with their pistols, and the demon god with the golden mask on his face didn't even look at them, and the bullet went back the same way and shot through the eyebrows of all the guards who had fired. The remaining two or three black bodyguards who had not yet had time to shoot stood in place and shivered.

"Call the most powerful man in your country. The Demon God whispered, and after saying that, no one next to him walked past the corpse and walked towards the living room on the side. Although Eritrea, a hot African country, did not need a fireplace at all, a fireplace was built in the carved living room. Not only that, but above the fireplace hangs a huge oil painting of a black man, inlaid in a golden solid gold frame, flanked by the Eritrean flag on one side and the Eritrian coat of arms on the other.

Lord Demon God laughed coldly, looked at the eighteenth-century antique European-style court sofa by the fireplace and said with disgust: "I knew I should have brought a chair.....

Ayala hurriedly ripped off the purple velvet curtain on the side and spread it on the sofa.

Lord Demon God nodded, sat down on the sofa, put his right hand on the armrest and supported his chin, and looked out the window without saying a word, the view here is extremely wide, beyond the large lawn is the endless sea, sitting in the living room on the first floor, you can see the sun slowly rising from the sea level.

If it weren't for the corpses everywhere, the palm trees that had been cut off by the Su-30, and the huge ruts that were messy, the scenery would have been appreciated. However, the addition of these traces of violence, especially the scarlet blood flowing unbridled in the green meadow, makes people shudder.

Ayala stood on the side of the couch and cautiously asked, "My lord, why are we here?"

The Demon God, who seemed to be closing his eyes and recuperating, whispered, "Because I'm lazy." ”

"Lazy ?????"

"I don't want to go to the trouble of finding those pirates, and besides, the ones who can rob our Black Death armed merchant ships are not ordinary pirates, most likely pirates who have a relationship with the Eritlian military, so I'll just go directly to the head of their country. ”

Ayala was dumbfounded by the Demon God's answer, she had always known that the Demon God was awesome, but she didn't expect the Demon God to be so awesome, driving a fighter jet straight into the capital of a country, and landing directly in the official residence that symbolizes that country......

Ayala swallowed a mouthful of saliva and turned her head to look at the side of the Demon God's face, the golden mask shining brightly, making people dizzy. Ayala felt her heart melt with the radiant light.

The two waited quietly in the parlor for a moment, not the talker, but the crowds of soldiers, old trucks parked on the side of the road, berets and short-sleeved uniforms jumped out of the trucks, and they surrounded the mansion with cheap Type 56 submachine guns.

Lord Demon God said coldly: "It's really bad to send someone to die if you don't send someone to deliver coffee." ”

Ayala saw that the Demon God closed his eyes, and a ripple spread out in all directions, and the whole house and the ground trembled slightly, and she saw the soldiers outside the window who were charging towards the mansion like ants exploded like fireworks, and in a moment countless corpses bloomed in the green space, and the red blood whiskers gathered into the sea, covering the entire meadow.

Ayala has lived through the war and seen bombs explode in the crowd, flesh flying and shrapnel harvesting lives, and people fleeing in all directions, crying and screaming. The tragic scene had made her shudder, but it was far less shocking and terrifying than the silent killing in front of her.

"There are no living people here, go find people and tell them that if there is no one who can call the shots, I will destroy this city. ”

The metal sound of the Demon God seemed to come from the depths of the Netherworld, and Ayala felt that the Demon God was not joking at all, so she quickly nodded and hurriedly ran out. The scene outside was even more terrifying, with the building as the center, the tattered corpses of the soldiers were like weeds, and the bloody air that rushed to the sky attracted a black vulture to hover in the sky.

She shuddered, and rushed out two kilometers away, only to see the soldiers who were using the fence as a fence again, and her presence caused the soldiers to flee in all directions, this time not even daring to fire a gun. Sharp-eyed, she spotted one of the officers dressed differently, and she used the power of the carrier to rush over and grab the black officer.

Ayala was afraid that this officer's position was not enough, and after some questioning, the weeping black officer took Ayala to the barracks and grabbed his superior, a slightly chubby black man with the position of general. Ayala, who felt that the general was quite qualified, carried the two people back to the mansion, threw them in front of the demon god and knelt down, and the two black men who had already peed their pants fell to their knees tremblingly at the feet of the demon god.

Lord Demon God looked down at the two officers who didn't dare to raise their heads on the Persian carpet, and said lightly, "Who is the leader of your country?"

"Yes..... Be... Hussam .... Grand Commander, he... Master... Make move.. Zhengfu... And.... The army ......," the round-faced, slightly chubby general stammered.

"Give him a call. The Demon God motioned for Ayala to hand the phone to the general who was kneeling on the ground.

Ayala took out his mobile phone and handed it to the general, who looked up at the phone and said with a wry smile: "I..... We don't have a cell phone signal here, besides......"

In 2015, there were still countries without mobile phone signals, which made Ayala, a person from a war-torn country, feel incredible.

Lord Demon God frowned and said impatiently, "This is a satellite phone. ”

The general hurriedly buried his head on the carpet, "Your Excellency..... Grand Commander Hussam lives in this official residence, and he called people to rescue him just now......"

"Where is he now?" asked the Demon God-sama.

"I don't know, maybe...... It should still be hiding in the secret room on the fourth floor. ”

Lord Demon God thought for a moment and said, "If he is hiding on the fourth floor, then he should still have a chance to live." I heard some breathing and heartbeats on the fourth floor....."

"I.... I.... I can go check it out. The general said.

"Go ahead, hurry up, my time is precious, and I still haven't finished any experiments. Lord Demon God said impatiently.

"Yes, my lord!" the general climbed up from the carpet with his head bowed, not daring to look at the demon god sitting on the sofa the whole time.

"Ayala, you're with him. ”

"Yes, Daedema. Ayala kept up with the general's crooked pace, his legs still limp, and his pants were still wet.

A few minutes later, a tall black man with a beard and four young slender black women in disheveled clothes followed Ayala and the general down the stairs, perhaps because of his lack of blood, perhaps because of his blood, but in any case his complexion was slightly whiter than that of the other blacks, and even puffy dark circles could be seen.

There is no doubt that the tall black man had a "multiplayer campaign" last night.

When a group of people came to the meeting room, the general knelt down first, probably because the tall black man with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window had not yet seen the miserable situation outside, and he asked solemnly: "Who are you? Do you know what you are doing?"

Ayala saw the Demon God glance at the painting on the fireplace, making sure that the person on it was almost the same as the person in front of her. Perhaps because the image on the oil painting was more heroic, handsome, and righteous, Lord Demon God sneered and asked, "You are the leader of Eritrea, Grand Commander Husam?"

Grand Commander Hussam seemed to be enraged by the tone of the Demon God, and in this dangerous situation, he said with a proud face: "Exactly, which country are you? I submit a diplomatic note to your country! You are insulting and violating our Eritrea! I will sue the United Nations ......."

Lord Demon God coldly interrupted Grand Commander Husam's angry rebuke at him, "Don't talk nonsense, I will limit you to release my Queen's Bannerman ship within half an hour, and hand over the people of the pirate organization 'Holy Lord Iron Fist', or I will destroy this city!"

"Destroy this city, son of a bitch, who do you think you are?" Commander Hussam scolded angrily, pointing at the Demon God.

"Idiot!" the Demon God cursed in a low voice, and Grand Commander Hussam's head exploded in the air, splattering blood and brain marrow, but in front of the Demon God, there was an invisible wall that kept the filth out.

The bloodstained women screamed, cowering in the corners like lambs and shivering. The general and another officer leaned lower.

Lord Demon God looked at the general and said lightly: "You go and take care of my business, go and release my ship, and capture all the people of the 'Iron Fist of the Holy Lord' and behead them, you are the next Great Commander of Eritria." ”

The general wept bitterly and said, "I will definitely complete the task assigned by the adults." ”

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Arabic-style music shattered Ayala's memories, and she suddenly came back to her senses when she saw the vibrating phone on the table and realized that she was not in the capital of the small African country where the heads were rolling and the beaches were stained red.

She vividly remembered that the round-faced general had given the order with a hideous face to have his men press more than seventy emaciated young black men to line up on the grass covered with corpses and cut off their heads.

Ayala couldn't bear to look at it directly, and the Demon God's eyes didn't fluctuate at all, as if watching seventy ants being trampled to death.

Even if she later learned that Eritria was an extremely corrupt and brutal military ruler, not only shooting AIDS patients, but also committing numerous crimes, she could not associate the Demon God with such a beautiful woman.

She stared at the screen, unbelievable emotions surging through her heart.

Athena's face is reflected on the glowing screen, as if reflected on the transparent ice. Ayala seemed to have forgotten that her phone was ringing, and her eyes were firmly grasped, as if she saw a white tulip flower blooming on the screen.

It wasn't until the phone stopped ringing three times that she woke up again, picked up the phone and pressed answer. Ahmadi's voice sounded from the other side, "Holy Maiden, it's not good, there are prisoners on the thirteenth floor who don't know how to escape, they are setting fires, and now the thirteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth floors are all on fire......"

"How is it possible? How is it possible for a prisoner to escape from the prison on the thirteenth floor?"

"I don't know how they escaped....... Now the whole tenth or twentyth floor is in chaos!"

"What the hell are you doing? Even if dozens of prisoners escape, it's not a serious matter, is it? Aren't you going to arrest people and put out fires?" said Ayala dissatisfied.

"Holy Maiden, listen to me, things are not so simple, I suspect that there are internal ghosts, those prisoners were released, they not only went to the fifteenth floor to rob the weapons depot of the Ministry of Security, but also destroyed the fire fighting facilities, and now the fire is very fast...... Likely to get out of control ....."

Ahmadi's tone was frightened and empty, and Ayala, who also had a ghost in her heart, did not hear it at all, she wondered how many people Napoleon VII had installed in Hydra, and she did not suspect that Ahmadi, the student of her father, who had escaped from Syria, with her, was the most trusted.

"How serious is the fire, can you control it?" asked Ayala solemnly.

"All I can say is that I try my best to ......"

"Hurry up and find a way to put out the fire first!I'll call you later!" Ayala hung up the phone without waiting for Ahmadi to respond, she turned on the "Hydra Security System" on her computer, entered the username and password, and entered the background to check the situation on each floor.

A three-dimensional floor plan of the Hydra Mansion appeared before her eyes, and the situation on each of the one hundred and three floors below ground and above ground was clearly displayed. Above the 80th floor is yellow, indicating that he has no permission to view, and the 80th to 20th floors, minus 4 to 9th floors are all green, indicating safety. The twelfth, thirteenth, fourteenth, fifteenth, and sixteenth floors are all red and have flame signs flashing, indicating that the fire on these five floors is completely out of control.

The seventeenth, eighteenth, nineteenth, and eleventh and tenth floors have "dangerous" signs flashing, indicating that these floors are also in danger. Ayala checked the fire system again, and it showed that it was being repaired, and suddenly sweated like rain. If the fire protection system were still functioning, she could close the fire insulation that exists every 10 floors to contain the fire within a certain range, and then activate the reserve water tank, which will fill the floor with water through the sprinkler heads.

But the fire system can't be used, which means that she can only rely on manpower to extinguish the fire, and in such a fire, there is absolutely no way to control the fire with simple manpower, so she can only ask the demon god to help. Only the Demon God, who has the ability to destroy the world, can put an end to this disaster.

What if Napoleon VII took the opportunity to attack Daeda? Probably not, didn't he say that Madame was his fiancée Athena?

Ayala was in a painful state, she knew it was all Napoleon VII's trick, but she didn't know what to do, and the mess of thoughts was tangled in her mind. She agonically wondered whether she should tell the truth to the demon god Beret.

She got up and wandered around her desk, glancing at the 3D floor plan of Hydra on the computer screen from time to time, and her heart was burning in the flames.

When the fire spread to the seventeenth floor, Ayala, whose mind was full of mush, did not dare to wait any longer, she first unlocked all the security doors below the eighty floors, and then went out of the office, walked to the safety staircase and entered the safety ladder, and when she climbed to the ninety-ninth floor, she entered the password and fingerprint in front of the security door, verified the iris, and then opened the security door and arrived at the entrance hall of the Demon God's residence.

When she was climbing the stairs, she had already thought clearly, she couldn't let the Demon God know that she had seen Napoleon VII, and if she wanted the Demon God to know, she just couldn't argue, and she couldn't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

Having made a decision, Ayala felt a little relieved, and she informed the future warrior guard with the plasma gun at the gate, and Ayala hurried into the residence, entering the laboratory of the Demon God. The white-robed Demon God is still working tirelessly at his desk.

Ayala first glanced at the glass petri dish on the side of the laboratory, and noticed that there were traces of use, which indicated that the Demon God had been in it. She has followed the Demon God for many years, and she stumbled upon a special habit of the Demon God, when he was thinking about a problem or in a bad mood, he always liked to soak himself in the nutrient solution of a petri dish, like a bath.

Ayala had never asked the Demon God why, and she subconsciously thought that it was a private thing that the Demon God didn't want people to know. I didn't want to speculate on the mood of the Demon God to be known to the Demon God, so she never revealed the slightest hint of the word.

Seeing that the Demon God had used a petri dish, Ayala felt a little uneasy in her heart. She didn't know if the Demon God-sama entered the petri dish today because she had to think about difficult questions or because she was in a bad mood. She expected the former, and that it was best that the Daedric had already found the answer, or she would have to suffer extra wrath if she let the Daedric know about Hydra's terrible condition.

Ayala walked behind the Demon God Beret and shouted softly in fear, "Lord Demon God." ”

This time, the demon god Beret did not continue to bury her head in work as disapprovingly as she did in the afternoon, she gently put down a circuit board made of unknown materials in her hand, turned her head to look at Ayala, and said coldly: "Directly speaking, something is in big trouble." ”

"Your Excellency. Ayala recalled the falling into the mountain of corpses and the rolling head of the person, and quickly knelt down, she lowered her head and said in a trembling voice, "There is a fire on the ground floor of the building, because there is a problem with the fire system, and now the fire is a little uncontrollable....." Ayala paused, and Ai Ai said, "Hope..... We hope you can help......"

Demon God Beret stood up and asked coldly, "Those floors?"

"Twelfth to Seventeenth Floor......"

"What about the prisoners on the thirteenth floor?"

Hearing the Demon God Beret ask Ayala this, she remembered that there was a prisoner on the thirteenth floor that the Demon God Beret had told not to pay attention to, she suddenly felt that her soul was scattered, and she hurriedly lay on the ground, forcibly suppressed the horror in her heart, and whispered: "The prisoners have all escaped, and they set fire to ........"

"Ayala...... Is this how you repay my trust?" the metal voice of the demon god Beret sounded particularly cold.

"I'm sorry, my lord!" Ayala burst into tears, forgetting that she had just thought about not mentioning that she had seen Napoleon VII in the afternoon, and the fear of the demon god Beret consumed her, and she said in a hurried tone, "It's not that simple!"

"It would be better if you could give me a reason that will make me understand you. ”

"I went to see Sheriff Kamenis in the afternoon, and I didn't expect to see another person. Ayala said, sobbing.

"Don't sell it. ”

"I'm not selling off, I'm just thinking about what to say, because I'm really ...... I really don't know how to express my feelings......" Ayala swallowed a little more, and before she could recover her breath, she continued, "I met Napoleon's general, and he said that you are his fiancée, Miss Onassis Athena....... He..... He said you don't care about Hydra at all, and that he wants to destroy Hydra just to help you get on the right path......."

The demon god Beret asked rhetorically, "So you believe him?"

"I....... I....... Maybe I'm getting caught up in the ghosts..... I shouldn't have believed his nonsense....... But he really planted the inner ghost in Hydra, otherwise the fire system would not have gone wrong so coincidentally, and those prisoners would not have escaped!" Ayala cried hoarsely, and she touched the back of the demon god Beret's shoe, "I'm sorry, Lord Daedric, please punish me! I have no resentment even if you take my life!"

"Do you think I'll care if you resent me or not?"

"No, no, I didn't mean that, I just regret it, I regret that I didn't behave better on the day Lord Baimon came, I made you angry, I still complained about you, you know how loyal I was to you, but I was sad that day....."

"You're saying this now to tell me that everything is my fault?"

Ayala lifted her tear-stained face, shook her head desperately, and said, "Your Excellency...... I love you!"

The demon god Beret was a little surprised by Ayala's sudden confession, she was stunned for a moment before she said coldly: "Go and catch those escaped prisoners, if you can't even do this well, you can kill yourself!"

"Yes, my lord, I'll get those people back!" said Ayala, wiping away tears from her eyes and wincing, "but what about the fire? What about Napoleon's god who is waiting for an opportunity? In case they take the opportunity to attack our Hydra There are not many stalkers to deal with it, and you may need to send your guards." ”

"None of this is a problem. ”

"Huh, what's the problem?"

"Napoleon VII, I said that if he dared to come, I would kill him. ”

The cold voice of the demon god Beret was like a declaration of death, and such a decisive tone overturned the possibility that the demon god Beret was Athena. These thoughts passed through Ayala's mind, and Ayala, who was kneeling on the floor, began to worry about whether the Demon God was too confident.

When she came back to her senses, she suddenly lost the trace of the demon god Beret in front of her. Ayala fixed her eyes on the dark gray marble floor and saw that there was only a cloud of light left on the dark gray marble floor, and when she looked up slightly, she quickly got up and ran towards the door of the laboratory.

"Why am I so stupid!How could Lord Beret be Athena......" Ayala laughed bitterly at herself, she rushed into the corridor, and through the floor-to-ceiling window, she saw a white light rushing towards the direction of the Acropolis, the speed was amazing, there was no doubt that it was Lord Daedric, she stopped and worried in her heart, "Lord Beret can really beat Napoleon?"

In an instant, Ayala shook her head and sprinted towards the gate, "Lord Daedric can do anything, I need to catch those fleeing criminals quickly." ”