All the water vapor dried up in an instant, and even the nearby plants and trees began to wither, and the water stains on the ground quickly dried up.

In the blink of an eye, the area around Fort Knox was completely transformed into a furnace, dry and hot, as if even ordinary breath would breathe fire.

The ice snake desperately urged her special ability, but found that at this time, she couldn't even form a small ice thorn.

There is no moisture in the air in this area!

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, so I won't play with you. Lu Zheng said lightly.

He grabbed the high-voltage power grid of thousands of volts with his bare hands, and the afterimage flashed behind the ice snake.

I saw that the high-voltage wire, like a thin thread for sewing clothes, passed directly through the body of the ice snake.

Bang, bang, crackle......

The blue-purple electric light continued to flicker, and on the ice snake's body, a flower of electric light bloomed.

Her body erupted in a charred scandal, and her skin quickly charred, as if coated with a layer of black coal.

In less than a minute, the controller of this ice-based special ability fell to the ground weakly, scattered into charcoal-black corpses all over the ground, extremely miserable.

"How many are these?" asked General Colis, feebly.

The staff officer swallowed his saliva and said with a dry throat, "It's probably the third one." ”

The "New World Project", which took nearly a hundred years, cost the military a lot of money to the "Museum" organization, and sent three powerful abilities, but one after another were easily tortured and killed by the "Faceless One".

He is like a demon crawling out of the abyss of hell, ruthlessly destroying all enemies.

"General, I, I still have the hole card - the artist! Yes, it's the artist, he is inside Fort Knox, he is the strongest person in the 'museum', the general should know his strength very well. As long as the artist makes a move, even the most powerful enemy will die in an instant. ”

The bald old man roared wildly.

At the mention of that name, even General Colis's face changed drastically.

"Are you crazy? It's not so much that he's guarding Fort Knox, it's that we've trapped him in Fort Knox with ten-meter-thick granite walls, three-meter-thick armor plates, layers of electrical grids, poison, acidic water, and all kinds of weapons that can be used. ”

"You know, once the artist is released, no one can suppress his power unless a massive mechanized army is used!"

The staff officer shouted in fear.

"General, you have seen that even Hercules, War Maniac, and Ice Serpent are dead. Even if I send out other powerful Abilities, the results won't be much better. Now, we have no one to stand in his way except the artist. ”

"If he is allowed to continue to break through the defensive line, does the general need to use the armored division and the mechanized corps? What is the difference between this and the result of releasing the artist? Let him come out, let the two of them kill each other!"

The bald old man shouted hoarsely, trying to persuade General Corris to make a final decision.

General Colis's face was ugly, and he said in a heavy tone: "I need to report to the Ministry of Defense and the Joint Chiefs of Staff." ”

At this time, another adjutant reminded: "General, you have the power to make decisions independently at critical moments. The decision may be reported to the Department of Defense and the Joint Chiefs of Staff within 72 hours of its implementation. ”

General Corris frowned, hesitating, hesitating, thinking.

Once he makes such a decision, it means that he must bear all the responsibilities that follow.

Maybe it's a demotion, maybe it's a dismissal, and maybe even a military court, where you can be tried harshly.

However, as the supreme commander of the Fort Knox area, a three-star lieutenant general in control of two mechanized divisions, he needed enough determination and courageous courage.

"Alas, let him out!"

General Colis said weakly, as if he had aged several years in an instant.

The adjutant nodded, and ordered, "Lift the special control on artists and turn on all the green lights on Passage Nine." ”

All of his operators were stunned, and none of them were carrying out his orders.

"What are you doing? Didn't you hear my orders? This is Lieutenant General Colis's orders, are you all deaf?" the adjutant cursed angrily.

One of the operators cautiously explained: "However, the superstructure of Fort Knox has disappeared. ”

"What do you mean?" the adjutant looked puzzled, completely unable to understand what he meant.

Fort Knox, divided into two floors.

On the upper floor, there is a ten-meter-thick granite wall, wrapped with three-meter-thick armor-grade steel plates, and it is difficult for any bombs, missiles, and shells to penetrate such a strong defense.

Even if it encounters the United States' own ground-penetrating bombs, it can withstand five consecutive blows without disintegrating.

And in the underground of Fort Knox, at a depth of fifty meters, a real treasury is built, and a huge secret chamber without oxygen is built with the strongest materials.

Anyone who enters it, in less than five minutes, will suffocate to death due to lack of oxygen.

When the adjutant heard that the superstructure of Fort Knox had disappeared, it was as if he had heard someone say that the mountain behind his house had disappeared overnight, and he was purely talking in a dream, how could this be?

"I don't want to hear any nonsense, just obey my orders. Otherwise, you will be punished immediately!" exclaimed the adjutant in exasperation.

"Sir, I'm not lying, I don't believe you for yourself!"

The operator called up the drone's reconnaissance footage and projected it on a large central screen.

"Nonsense!"

The adjutant was dismissive, but he glanced at the screen anyway to be on the safe side.

The next second, he was silent, his mouth wide open, but he couldn't say a word.

The adjutant patted General Coliss on the shoulder, his face full of panic.

His mouth was closed as if he wanted to say something, but he could only make a "ah, ah, ah" sound, which was indistinct, and he couldn't understand what he was saying.

"What's the matter? Didn't I let you release the artist? What about the monster, did it come out?" General Coliss asked impatiently.

"Ahh......h

The adjutant could still only make a muffled voice, like a baby who could not yet speak, and could only express his opinions by screaming.

"Are you crazy?" said General Colys, angry.

When he looked in the direction the adjutant was pointing.

Crash!

The dignified three-star lieutenant general, in front of his subordinates, fell to the ground.

The various ornaments on the table were swept off at the same time as he fell.

A general readership group has been set up, (group number: 619431203), and everyone is welcome to settle in.

(End of chapter)