"What imagery? What's the matter? Ramizane asked, looking left and right.

"Black wings and sharp beaks, approaching shadows, ships covering the sea, hunters from the distant sky, bright moon and intersecting lifelines." The old man in the green civil robes replied, the image so clear that the other genogens fell silent for a moment.

In the end, it was Ramizane who spoke first, "then," he pondered, "maybe it refers to Adariq, whom we will not find later?" After all, the ability of the Nineteenth Legion is not so reasonable, and it may be because of another ...... here."

At this point, he suddenly froze, and the face of the fourth primordial showed a "(Gutera's foul mouth) This is not good".

"Peturabo......"

The doghead in the dreadnought of the Contempt raised an eyebrow impatiently, and his answer came from the megaphone under the neck guard, "What? ”

"How long has it been since you've seen Nikona Sharokin's Stagnant Stance and Cultivation Chamber with your own eyes?"

The asked Bian Mu Yuan frowned the long eyebrows on his forehead, "Who has nothing to do to pay attention to a collection every day...... A stagnant position that is not allowed to be opened? His incubator should still be in the pharmacist's workshop, locked in a compartment in a special sample bank, where there are monitoring sensors, and although I don't check it every day, the automatic checks are going on every cycle, and the reports so far have shown no anomalies. ”

The black and white dog deliberately emphasized, "Although it is stored there, I have not given anyone the password to this compartment!" ”

Angelon had already noticed that something was wrong at this time, "What's wrong?" What happened? Who is this character named Nikona Sharokin? ”

Ramizane turned his face towards Peturabo in a trance, "Then you'd better take a look at the surveillance sensors there." ”

Needless to say, the Lord of Steel had already switched the screen, but it seemed that everything was normal in the room that had not been set foot in for a long time.

"What's wrong? He's not still ......."

The dog suddenly tightened its ears and bared its fangs, "Holy! He roared, "How dare you deceive me!" So long! Hateful flat-haired thing! I'm going to pluck every hair out of him and throw him to Honso as a potion lab animal!" I'm going to tell him about his ugly behavior! ”

Angelon, for his part, was in the field of Perturabo. During BC's furiousness, he quietly asked Lamizan about this character (the two proto-body and the proto-body's body are now unexpectedly having a good personal relationship), and then the Supreme Tyrant of Nukaria, who frowned, said after reading all the information that Lamizan sent him, that if he left this kind of genius warrior who is a certain person and a hidden danger in every aspect in the storage vault and ignored it, someone and someone are bold enough or call it heartless.

"If he doesn't deal with a particular existence for a long time, and he doesn't use multiple protective measures and seals, he can easily have variables. Especially in this galaxy, because our enemies are always plotting plans to land themselves in reality, and they are always casting their eyes from behind the veil. ”

"Indeed." Lami Zaun sighed and began to move quickly to reach out and smooth the haired sheepdog and coax him with a kind voice, Angelon seemed to feel that the table in front of him contained the mysteries of the universe, and the former imperial regent looked like an old man who closed his eyes when he had time.

"But we can't be blamed, it's like the exhibits in the static position will run away on their own, who would have thought that ......"

Hearing this, Peturabo gritted his teeth and glared at Lamizane, who was muttering this sentence in his ear, "It must be because of you...... Never mind! ”

The second monk was puzzled, and his body looked at him, "Why is it because of me again?" What does this matter to me? I haven't been in there at all! You just said that the password to this room is only for you! ”

"It's fine!" Squeezing this answer out between his teeth, Peturabo reached out and tapped on the command sand table in front of him, and the image inside immediately switched from the outside to the inside of the Iron Blood, "Since this is certainly not what is happening now, the sensors must be completely overhauled, and we will also have to conduct a very large-scale field search with repeated verification measures......"

"Is it such a big battle? Our Manpower...... Oh...... Wait," Lamizan thought about the current number of people on the Destiny Steel, "...... There are more manpower than before, but it's still stretched! This is the Queen of Glory, and the larger of them all, with only a few hundred other legions of Astarte - none of our little Adarik is here! It's not ...... to search here for a Raven guard named Nikona Sharokin, who is deliberately avoiding us."

"It's going to work." The dog cut him off, "We can invite the warriors of Anglon to board the ship to assist in the operation, many of them have already stayed here anyway and have not yet returned. ”

"I'm so angry that I'm willing to ask for your brother's help...... But there are also several companies in the Angron heirs who are still in a state of expedition and have not returned, and Hearts of Iron is not fully manned, and their own mothership must also have some defense force left. Baby Peturabol, I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry. Calm down and think about it. ”

Angelon cast a grateful glance at the Silver Skull Leader, while Sir Cador looked thoughtfully at the Ironblood's internal area surveillance structure that was first presented at the table—to be honest, there were still too many large chunks of invisible areas inside.

"The thought that he might be around watching our jokes and being so proud of it made me think we should act at once, and get him arrested, and I should take all his wings off! Lock him to my throne as an ornament! ”

“…… It doesn't have to be that extreme. And I don't think he will ...... Well, maybe to find him, we can start with these records. Lamizan, who was in a state where his brain was finally working at high speed and being productive in order to appease his pet dog, pointed to several lists of data records he had found according to his train of thought.

"What is this?" Peturabo asked sharply.

"A variety of daily information records collected from multiple sources." His body explained in a tone that could almost be considered pampering, "The feed consumption of the farm, the list of food materials in the kitchen, the corresponding menu, the working route of the cleaning and self-discipline machinery, the minor fault log of the patrol route of the machine, and so on......"

These things, which seemed like a noisy and numerous white noise even to an original like Angelon, made Perturabo calm down quickly.

"Very clever thing to do." After a short period of time, the dog said, "Based on this image, the error value will be quickly reduced to less than 15 percent." ”

"So what exactly are we going to do now?" Angelon asked a timely question this time.

"Catch the birds." Ramizane told him, "It's so nostalgic, it's been a long time since I've caught it." This time we're going to catch the one named Sharokin. ”

(End of chapter)