Zhongjing.
One day after the goblin entered the city, this giant city with a long history had been submerged by plants. Under the sky, the green was like a pouring flood, filling the streets and alleys.
Giant trees rise from the ground, far taller than buildings built by humans. On the spreading branches, goblin sentries are constantly coming and going, and their armor reflects silver light.
Swarms of flying insects swam in mid-air, like black clouds, dwarfing human armed drones in terms of both quantity and agility.
The goblin army not only had advanced weapons, but also had a team of well-trained magicians. When they entered the city, resistance organized by gangs, unions and civilians spontaneously broke out, but they were all eliminated in just a few hours.
Elegant, delicate, and graceful in figure, but also cold, fierce, and disciplined, the two temperaments are perfectly blended in the goblin clan.
Faced with the unstoppable goblin army, countless people poured into the streets, shouting and cheering. The crowds in the parade were denser than in the whole show, and their anger exceeded the fear of death. Small-scale conflicts continued to occur throughout the city.
No one knows what agreement the goblins and Xi'an reached. Generally speaking, apart from showing tough tactics when entering the city, the goblins showed great restraint in the following time, and even sent a large number of clergy, and those beautiful female goblins walked the streets. Running through the streets, spitting and talking softly about Elune's kindness.
However, there is always an undercurrent simmering in the shadows.
Soon, the goblin sentinels began to disappear.
"The Three Musketeers" restaurant.
A team of heavily armed Order Bureau agents kicked in the door and pointed their guns at the gang members gathered in the hall.
After a moment, an elf officer walked in. Different from ordinary sentries, the silver armor on his body was outlined with green patterns, and the complicated lines were like living creatures, squirming and flickering.
Entering the restaurant one position behind was a second-level agent wearing a beige windbreaker. As soon as he stood still, he immediately shouted angrily: "A guy named Rousi killed a noble goblin... ah No, Elf Sentinel, this adult said, an executioner stained with elven blood ran into this area, where are the people?"
More than thirty gang members were scattered in the hall, staring at the detective with cold eyes and saying nothing.
"Forget it about killing people, but you also took off the clothes of a female elf. What do you call this behavior? Huh?" The agent slammed the table, "It's shameless!"
Pfft.
One of the gang members laughed, and the whole restaurant burst into laughter.
"Be serious!" The detective looked around, stepped forward and grabbed the guy who laughed the loudest: "Are you the one who fucking calls Rousi'er?"
The gang member with the airplane haircut hurriedly shouted: "Boss, open your eyes. I was just released an hour ago. My name is Jacket."
"Why the hell didn't you call it a belt?" the agent asked angrily.
Bang.
The goblin officer took a step forward, his armor glowing even more brightly, and he spoke in goblin language with a sharp tone, clearly in a rage.
"Ah? Oh oh oh," the detective nodded, and shouted to the gang members: "There is also an elf missing at the same time. It's too much. The elves and gods have come all the way, right? You fucking... I'm warning You, no matter who kidnapped the elf, hand him over quickly. You must not abuse the noble elf. You must not beat him, whip him with a whip, or set him on fire. Also!" The detective said with anger on his face, "Absolutely. You can’t take off the clothes of other female elves, and you can’t take photos and send them to Zhongjing Online, you hear me!”
"clear!"
"We are all good citizens!"
The gang members laughed, yelled, and whistled.
The goblin officer slowly drew out the scimitar from his waist and chanted a sentence in a low voice.
"What did you say?" The agent casually took off the translator from his ear, "This thing may be broken, I can't understand." Then he waved his hand, "Take all these suspects away from me and bring them back to the station for torture. For torture, we must find out the murderer and give an explanation to the elves and gods."
A group of gang members walked out with their hands arrogantly raised. Only the plane head who called himself "Jacket" muttered with a bitter face: "I just came out..." When passing by an agent, he asked in a low voice, "Then What, brother, can the lunch meal be lighter? I’m constipated after eating a lot of fish and meat.”
The agent had endured it very hard, but at this moment he finally broke through and kicked the plane's nose on the butt. He said in a fit of laughter and tears: "You talk so much fucking nonsense."
Everyone walked out of the restaurant noisily. The goblin officer's slender pointed ears turned from green to red. He swung his scimitar suddenly, and the brilliance suddenly appeared, and a knife mark that went deep into the ground appeared on the marble floor.
It looked around the empty restaurant, slowly inserted the knife back into its waist, turned around and walked out.
However, it didn't know that across the wall from the hall, a woman stood quietly in the darkness and listened to the whole process.
After it became quiet outside, she turned around and walked along the secret passage into a low dark room.
There was a long table made of wooden boards in the center of the darkroom, and seven or eight people gathered around it. One of them heard the movement, raised his head and said, "Sonoya, are they gone?"
Mizuno nodded, glanced at the psychic who was standing in the corner with his head bowed, walked to the table and asked: "Dr. Fan, how are you doing?"
There was a goblin corpse lying on the table. It was cut open from the middle, the limbs were broken into several sections, and the head was placed on the corner of the table with the skull open.
Coming from the Denali branch of Putnam Laboratory, the old man named Dr. Fan straightened up, wiped his hands and said: "According to systematic taxonomy, the living things on earth originated from "Luca" and gradually differentiated into "New Wall". Domain' and 'Eubacteria Domain', we humans and most multicellular organisms, extremophiles belong to the 'New Wall Domain', but goblins are completely different, they are not even carbon-based organisms, you see." The old man pointed out Looking at the translucent gel in the chest, "These things look like internal organs, but they are not. Judging from the electrical stimulation response, they look more like the brain."
"Brain?" A gang leader in a black suit mumbled with a red handkerchief covering his mouth and nose. "The goblin's brain grows in the belly? What's in the head?"
"It's very interesting." Dr. Fan pulled the goblin's head and pointed at the inside of the skull. "Did you see this position? There is obviously a missing structure. These synapses should be connected to the missing structure."
Song, the contemporary white paper fan of Qinghe Tu, pulled at the collar of his plaid shirt and smiled: "You mean, they are like robots, with nerve centers?"
"Similarly, I need a vivisection to be sure," Dr. Fan shook his head. "Now I can only say that this biotechnology is much more advanced than Xi'an."
"Living body?" A hoarse voice sounded, "In order to bring back this goblin corpse, the psychic sacrificed forty lives. Moreover, starting from this morning, there are fewer and fewer ordinary goblin sentries, and the streets are full of high-level Magician..."
"Tomb..." Mizuno smiled gently, "Don't forget your family. If your lives are worthless, what qualifications do they have to live?"
The tomb raised his head slightly, and the smell of rotten earth suddenly filled the entire dark room. Standing solemnly in the four corners, the four psychics responsible for shielding the goblins from exploring stared at Shuiye at the same time.
However, Mizuno was still smiling, with a round face that seemed harmless.
Finally, Tomb sighed in a low voice: "I know..."
"We are all on our own. The next action will only involve a few people from each gang, and a few people will die. When will people not die? How serious is it?" Song glanced at the tomb, then looked at Shui Ye, and asked lazily He asked, "When will House come back?"
Mizuno smiled: "He will stay in Mexico City for a while. The riots there are very serious. The goblins have lost a team of 100 people and are about to lose their patience. The joint conference has to step in to suppress them."
"Awesome, okay, I'm leaving first," Song sniffed, walked to the door of the darkroom, turned around and said, "By the way, the batch of equipment secretly provided by the Order Bureau will be distributed today."
"Well, tell your people and the various trade unions that the parade cannot stop for a moment, and the streets of Zhongjing must always be filled with people," Mizuno tilted his head and chuckled.
"okay……"
Song agreed and was about to take a step when suddenly, a long siren sounded faintly outside.
Woo————Woo——————
"What sound?" Everyone was stunned.
The next moment, except Dr. Fan, everyone present looked down at the bracelet. Their respective subordinates sent messages one after another, but the contents were surprisingly consistent:
"The Xi'an Legion has arrived in Zhongjing."
