Darkness permeates the passage. Even an Attilan alien cannot be said to be familiar with this place. Even another Kimilian clan warrior with psychic talents can only rely on the fact that he was forcibly brought there when he was a child. The memory of Mohu in the tower doing a mental check offers advice. Although there were many mistakes, neither Black Bolt nor the other clan alliances meant to accuse him, and they had no time to do so - after bypassing the huge pit filled with corpses and actually entering the interior of the spire, what they saw and heard made them Nerves were tense - the bodies of the mutilated civilians of the Kimilian clan were scattered everywhere. In addition to the smell of blood and excrement, there was only the smell of burning certain substances in the air.
"Be careful, there has been fighting here."
"Thank you, genius, we can all see that." The Villain Clan warrior glanced at the Ghost Clan gunman fiercely, "Is there anything else we know?"
The ghost clan gunner opened his amphibian-like mouth, and the corners of his mouth extended to his ears. "The smell of propellant is almost identical to the weapon used by the intruder who attacked His Majesty. I can smell it. And these shells are the same as those that fell from the tower." It glanced at Black Bolt, who clicked It nodded, confirming its judgment. "You know about this too, don't you?"
The villain clan warrior snorted, his arms covered with swamp dark green hair tightening impatiently.
As one of the few warriors in the Ghost Clan who uses firearms instead of claws or other melee weapons, Lidosulig knows all the individual weapons used by the Kree Empire during its colonial period, which is very rare in Attilan - in the Five Clan of Attilan After unification, the war between the Inhumans ended, and those weapons were no longer analyzed, improved, and developed. Therefore, even if it is not the Ghost Clan, other clans will not be inclined to use firearms. Instead, they will use their own abilities and the effects that their abilities can produce as the criterion for judging social status. What Lidosulig holds in his hand is An electromagnetic rifle specially manufactured by the Kree Empire for the Inhumans. It has a fast rate of fire, a long range, and small recoil. It is ideally equipped for large-scale infantry groups.
"And there." Lidosulig pointed to the darkness deep in the passage. In its excellent thermal imaging vision, some corpses still retain body heat, and a line of giant shoe prints walked through the pool of blood, extending all the way inward until it was beyond its visual range. At the same time, its sense of smell also plays many roles. Some blood stains are very shallow, and it can only be found by its sense of smell in such a lightless environment. "We should move forward as quickly as possible. If the blood cools or dries out and the smell becomes bland, we will lose track of the intruder."
"Let me move them aside first." Lisa, the Kimilian clan warrior, said sadly. The one who was left outside the tower before was her brother. The latter was very popular among the Kimilian Clan army and civilians, so he suffered persecution from the top brass of the Kimilian Clan, so he took her under the command of Black Bolt. ——It is more like a security force than an army. Even so, the security force has not received much reuse, because this is a joint security force proposed by the Attilan royal family. All four clans do not want the royal family to be overly involved in internal affairs, so the symbolic significance of this force is much greater than its actual significance. . "Although they are dead, I will never allow anyone to trample on their dignity." Even though all the clan warriors vaguely expressed their dissatisfaction with their eyes, gestures and whispers, out of humanitarianism and kindness, Black Bolt agreed. Such behavior. Lisa lowered her head and said sadly, "I will catch up, Your Majesty."
Tears rolled down the huge round eyes on his long cheeks, and Black Bolt did not ask Lisa who she saw.
When the team, which had lost two people during non-wartime, continued to move forward, Black Bolt looked back at Lisa. Even though he was sure that the latter did not want others to see her sad face, he still wanted to make sure that Lisa No loss of mobility due to excessive grief. As they walked away, Lisa's voice gradually faded away, and they gradually felt relieved. When they walked more than a hundred meters and shuttled through the spiral staircase in the tower, a sudden explosion sounded behind them - blood powder and debris rushed up from the stairwell with hot wind and shock waves, knocking down the clan coalition forces who could not dodge. On the ground, he fell and was spinning. The thick-skinned Ghost Clan and the Villain Clan were the first to recover - needless to say, they immediately turned back. Where Lisa, the warrior of the Kimilian clan, had been, there was only a giant pit connecting the upper and lower floors, and the smell of burnt flesh and blood hit her face.
It was a trap and they were stupid enough not to recognize it.
Huge guilt and anger suddenly overwhelmed them.
"Booby trap!" The ghost clan gunman got up and shouted angrily towards the place where the explosion occurred, "Coward!"
"Your Majesty, don't talk!" The Centaur clan electromechanical expert rubbed his chest. He felt that his ribs had been broken. He endured the pain and tried his best to comfort Black Bolt, because he saw the latter's eyes were red, his cheeks were flushed, and he was breathing heavily, looking like he had nowhere to vent his anger. This is dangerous. Even if Black Bolt has undergone a lot of emotional training, it will be difficult to calm down after witnessing such a tragic situation. "We want to protect the Kimilian clan settlement, not destroy it. The most important thing now is to eliminate the invaders and save the civilians. This is the ultimate goal of the royal family! Don't waste Lisa's sacrifice!"
Black Bolt made a gesture, expressing his dissatisfaction with the intruder's despicable methods.
The last time the Attilan Inhumans experienced a war was many years ago. The research on combat theory and tactical techniques is far less proficient than the humans on Earth who fight each other every day. The experience of fighting under the Kree Empire has passed over time. gradually forgotten. Thanks to the Emperor's detailed investigation of the Inhumans in Attilan, the genetically modified warriors were able to develop various tactics to deal with it, and the small means common in Earth's wars unsurprisingly caused harm to the Inhuman special operations forces.
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Gronov Rutov opened his wrist to check the portable tactical recorder. He could see the detonated tags of the laid mines, and could also determine the pursuer's position through micro sensors. This information would be used to carry out the interception mission. It is shared with a commando and two heavy weapons operators to provide them with information guidance - even if this extremely short dynamic password is intercepted, it will not be cracked in a short time, which is enough to support the genetically modified warriors to complete the mission. gr-19-8 made a gesture and pointed to the gap in the wall below. Behind the mask, the pale face that looked very similar to Gronov Rutov showed no expression.
gr-19-6 and gr-19-3 responded with gestures.
Looking at the special target in chaos below, they did not intend to directly engage in a head-on conflict.
It seemed that there was some kind of induction, or intuition. Black Bolt, who fell into self-blame and grief, immediately turned his head and looked upward. A ball of blazing blue energy fell from the sky and rushed towards him. Immediately afterwards, a large number of explosive bombs poured down like a torrential rain, hitting other members of the clan alliance, especially the Ghost Clan and the Villain Clan at the front.
"roll!"
Black Bolt roared, and the terrifying sound waves instantly destroyed the star-like plasma cluster. All the explosive bombs escaped from the trajectory and hit the wall directly. Other Inhumans also reacted and immediately attacked the location where the plasma energy group and muzzle flame erupted above their heads. The villain clan warrior even smashed a small window and climbed up from the steeple wall to the next level. Black Bolt resisted the desire to speak again and immediately made a gesture to hunt down the exposed intruders.
"They are not here, Your Majesty." The villain clan warrior said angrily, "Those cowards ran away, there are only bullet casings here! I..." The communication was suddenly interrupted, and then there was an explosion above the head, and the ceiling collapsed instantly. This time, even Black Bolt couldn't react and was buried by a large amount of masonry and steel.
Gronov Rutov nodded again.
Another landmine was detonated. It seemed that it would not be difficult to kill the leader of the Inhumans.
Anti-theft chapter
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Director Oligouros sat silently behind the oak desk, with some mock-up black and white photos taken out from the kraft paper file scattered on the table. With his receding hairline and growing beer belly, this Birmingham man has transformed from a young policeman who could make criminals surrender with just his eyes to a smiling football team lover who can be seen everywhere in the bar. Even though he has transformed from a sword to an oak hammer, he is still a Queen's crime-fighting weapon and the head of the West Division of London's secret police secret service. Now the warhammer's face is full of seriousness, with wrinkles almost carved into his eyebrows, because the photo in front of him comes from a cult crime scene - he has many years of experience in crime and has seen countless murder scenes, but the photo The scene was also a bit unbearable for him. In contrast, the young woman sitting at the desk was concentrating on studying the police records and comparing the evidence on the table. It seemed that the distorted face, torn limbs, chest, and hair of the deceased in the photo were... The black pool of blood, the internal organs scattered on the floor, and the maggots covering the rotting body are as worthless as outdated perfume.
The professors at the University of London are really rich, Director Oligouros thought to himself. Especially for professors at the Magic Academy, with a decent job, they don’t need to go to smelly eucalyptus sites, walk in and out of slums in the rain on the streets, and don’t need to squat in alleys eating fried bread.
Grand Cross Knight, Queen's Warhammer couldn't help but look at the ring on the woman's hand, and kept thinking in her mind that she would have to spend several months of salary without eating or drinking to buy a gemstone ring for her wife. The blonde woman in front of her had her hair hanging down from her temples delicately permed and curled, and the huge diamond ring she wore on her hand was cut with exquisite craftsmanship. It could instantly catch the light of thunder and lightning flashing outside the window and then illuminate the room. No need for market rumors or upper-class gossip, Director Oligouros's investigative ability told him constantly how rich the woman in front of him was: exquisitely tailored clothes, glasses with inscriptions, neat fingers and careful attention to detail. Manicured nails, these details all reflect the taste of wealth. The woman in front of her has unparalleled beauty and dress sense. The nobles who pursue her can go around the West End. Director Oligouros has seen her several times at banquets.
"Ahem! Thank you for your help to us and your tolerance for my stupid subordinates, Professor Aurora Noctis." Director Oligouros withdrew his attention. He said in a deep voice, "I wonder how much help your school's prophecy professors have provided. This case involves some troublesome people."
"The victim is a student of the college, and Professor Selvik broke his leg on the steps." Professor Aurora Noctis did not raise her head. "I have informed the dean of the college about this situation, and the reply I received is I will assist SSS in solving this problem. So here I am, Director Arthur Edino Oligouros. Although I am a professor in the Department of Illusion, the dean can assure you of my ability. There is also a phone number here. Direct line to the office, isn’t it?”
"That's not what I meant, madam." Director Oligoros waved his hand awkwardly, "I just want to express that this love affair may not be suitable for ladies..." Aurora Noctis's jewel-like eyes Let Mr. Warhammer swallow the next words. "...Look at what you said. Since you insist, let's pay more attention to the situation." Mr. Queen's Warhammer smoothed back his remaining gray hair and touched his goatee, which was also gray. " In fact, Safno Mattia didn't know much, and many details were not stated in the file. For example, the scratch marks and bayonet fragments we found at the scene, and... most importantly, a person who should not appear in Live stuff.”
Mr. Warhammer dug out a small glass bottle with a wax seal on the mouth from the evidence box.
If you don't hold the bottle up to a light, it's easy to ignore its contents and mistake it for an empty bottle. No one present would make such a mistake. Director Oligoros showed the key evidence in the bottle to the professor of the illusion department. "It's a white hair," he said. "It's not human, at least not entirely."
Subhuman races, including fox people, cat people, etc., are all races that have been walking on the earth since the Mu continent. These races live in the same society as us, integrated with humans, and are not much different. If we start with some details, we can still find that these races are different from us. The tails and ears of the fox race are no different from the domineering foxes in London. The places where human ears should originally grow are smooth and the ears are located on the top of the head. Fox people often complain that the weather in London is rainy, causing rainwater to pour into their ears, so that they have to spend a lot of time cleaning their ears - the tail of the fox people is also affected by the rain. Compared with the tail of a cat, a fox's tail is obviously much fluffier. Fox women are proud to have a smooth and fluffy tail, because only fox women with a noble enough status and a prosperous life can afford to avoid tail fur. suffer from contamination.
Fox people are also very talented in magic, or in other words, fox people are very talented in illusion and transformation magic.
I once saw a vixen drunkard who could change shape when he sneezed, switching his head between humanoid and fox. It was when the author was young, and the fog in London was extremely thick that day. The fox-man drunkard never stopped sneezing since he entered the bar. The drunken wine cooler did not realize that his fox snout was not suitable for using human wine glasses, and finally made The tavern was filled with rivers of beer. I would say that the Belgian abbey beer tastes much better than the Prussian beer and sticks to the soles of my shoes better.
Even the most ardent followers of pure blood theory must admit that in Atlantis, the place where mankind originated, the bloodlines between human races have long been in chaos. Even the royal bloodline has some elements of other races. This is undeniable. It has been rumored more than once that royal families in various places have given birth to babies with other bloodlines. Even the Habsburg family cannot avoid this happening. Just twenty years ago, the Spanish royal family gave birth to a baby girl with vixen blood. Although the royal family later strongly denied it, folk rumors spread widely, and the statement issued by the royal family that the queen had a miscarriage and gave birth to a stillborn baby was almost not believed.
So why don't we see any royals with demihuman blood?
No one knows about this, but we must be ashamed of our history of expelling and hunting other demihuman races, my compatriots. We have no clear evidence that emoji subraces are inferior to humans in terms of intelligence, physical strength, and morality. There is no evidence that the sharp claws and teeth are inferior to fingernails. There is no evidence that those with tails are stupider than those without tails. After all, humans Our ancestors also used their tails to hang upside down from branches, didn’t they?
——————“The Origin of Human and Subhuman Species” by Charles Robert Darwin
