Ambiel always stood her ground and did not retreat to hide from the rain. The cold rain fell on her hair, and her pink hair was tangled.
She was one of the few people who saw Red lifting the Kingslayer from the pit.
Hong's appearance was so strange. She was grabbing the Kingkiller's tail, and she seemed to be caught by something. It was like a kitten going to the river to fish, using its tail as a hook. The big fish was biting the kitten's tail, and the small fish was biting it. The tail of a big fish.
Ambiel silently moved his eyes away from the scope. As a new operator in Rhode Island, he didn't dare to say anything, and it was hard to ask questions.
There are many unknown secrets in Rhode Island, but as long as you control your curiosity and don't ask or understand, nothing can hurt you.
The discussion in the staff dormitory every night must include which of the operators who coveted the doctor took action today, and what the content of the action was. The final result must be unsuccessful, so we will try our best next time.
As for who can push the doctor in the end, Ambiel believes that the candidate should be decided between Li and Angelina. The distant king of advancement, Miss Wei Na, and her follower, Miss Breeze, actually have little hope.
Oops, I'm still on the scene right now, what are I thinking about?
Ambiel rubbed his forehead and felt that he should work seriously instead of just deserting and fishing.
Buzz buzz...
Disgusting, here we go again.
Ambiel couldn't help but cover his forehead. The light circle above his head was uncertain, as if the contact was bad. There was a noisy electric sound in his ears, and he couldn't understand the content at all.
The Sarkota of Lateran can sense each other's position through aperture within a certain range, and even communicate. For the angels who are bound by notarization, aperture is one of their very practical equipment.
However, Ambiel sensed something through the aperture now, but unfortunately it was all meaningless noise, and she did not have the ability to prohibit the other party from continuing to send messages to her.
This is simply terrible.
"No matter who you are, you can at least speak human words. Who can understand this? Don't bother me all the time. There is a fellow person in this city."
Ambiel's complaint did not receive any response. The other party still sent messages in a mechanical manner, which made the little angel want to use it to physically hypnotize himself.
Within a few minutes, she saw Angelina flying into the sky with Amiya in her arms, as if she had something important to do.
"It turns out that Miss Angelina can really fly. I will definitely let her take me flying next time to experience the feeling of my feet leaving the ground."
Flying away from gravity and flying into the sky has always been a long-cherished wish of people, and even the Sakota are not exempt from it.
This is what the Doctor always complains about. He is obviously an angel, but he can't fly. Are all angel wings fake?
"I really want to experience it once." Anbil thought like this, her eyes always following Amiya and Angelina. Gradually, she seemed to see a huge eye in the sky as deep as ordinary sea water.
"No way……"
Ambiel hurriedly rubbed his eyes and realized that he was not mistaken at all, it was just one eye!
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After the King Slayer escaped from danger, she did not dare to stay where she was. He flashed continuously, and his side was filled with fire. It frightened her to recall the fear of being dominated by the natural disaster of the volcanic eruption in Siesta, and she ran away desperately.
Her actions were like a breath of fresh air in the chaotic Broken Avenue.
The emergence of underground fire also forced the gang members who were pouring into the Broken Avenue to stop for a while. After all, they were doing it for their own future, not directly to die.
At this juncture, those phantoms who fell in the water, those Colombian guards, their corpses were piled up to block the flow of the water, and a large amount of blood flowed out of their bodies and gathered in the middle of the broken avenue. Although they were covered by the ground The fire evaporated part of it, and the remaining amount was also very considerable.
"Congressman, our ceremony was disturbed by the ground fire, and the power will be reduced by at least 20%."
Grace snorted coldly: "Go for it, even if it drops by 20%, the ancient creatures awakening from the deep sea are not something that these rabble can resist. Besides, we are just pawns, and the great congressman is awakening."
Wrapped in the cold water, the blood condensed into blood clots. The body of the dead guard member bulged into a big bag. In a few breaths, the flesh and blood broke open, and one by one the sea scorpions crawled out of the body that raised them. , and began to feast, like a baby bird eating an eggshell, and began to grow rapidly.
"Monster, enemy, leader, where are you?"
Standing alone on the uphill slope, the Patriot clenched the spear in his hand and fought his way out of the control room. He arrived at the agreed location, but failed to find any trace of Tallulah. During the incubation ceremony in the deep sea, all of them were killed by him. See it in your eyes.
This land has never been safe. As a soldier of Kazdare and Ursus, Patriot led the team and killed countless monsters. His record was added one after another, but he was never able to solve the real problem. The problem.
Bodrokas has been marching all his life. Even if there is only one person and one spear, the march will not end.
He is a cadre of the integration movement, the unyielding backbone, and a Terran.
The front end of the spear was pointed at the bloody and cruel ritual venue. Wendigo took the first step. Once his march started, he would not stop. The only thing that could stop him was death.
He was so powerful that he could call all the Sakaz people present with his blood. His march was noticed by the Sakaz people.
In the camp of the Integration Movement, Shuangxing raised her head and looked at the Broken Avenue. She was not a Sakaz and could not sense the call of blood, but her subordinates had already come to inform her.
"Old man, do you still want to fight even if you are alone?"
The Patriot guerrillas launched themselves and organized themselves into a hard front. As the Patriot march began, they marched towards the middle of the Broken Avenue. Their target was the ceremony of the Deep Sea Senator. At the same time, their actions were also discovered by the other party.
"Aren't the Integrated Movement and us cooperating? Why..."
Faced with the shock of his subordinates, Grace had a sullen face: "The person who cooperates with us is Russell Demos, and he also cooperates with the Integration Movement, but we have not cooperated with the Integration Movement. This old guy is very accurate. After all, There is a real army in the integration movement, and once they get going, nothing can stop them."
"That……"
"so what!"
Grace narrowed her eyes and said piously: "All sacrifices are offerings to the Lord. We..."
"What are you guys doing?"
A cold voice interrupted his impassioned speech. Grace turned around suddenly, a flash of red light flashed before his eyes, and a sharp dagger pierced into his heart.
With a pop, there was no sudden flash of blood as expected, but black liquid splashed out.
The assassin succeeded in one blow and quickly retreated, not even dropping the dagger. He hurriedly and slowly avoided splashing black water on his clothes.
Grace slowly lowered her head, staring at the dagger stuck in her chest and the black water flowing out of Gugu, and said hoarsely: "How did you find me?"
"you do not need to know."
Suddenly, Grace, who was standing on the high platform, was smashed into a puddle of black water by an invisible entity and merged into the stagnant water.
The subordinate did not escape and was quickly killed by the assassin.
The Luper in a red coat pulled out a new dagger from his clothes and asked, "What should we do now?"
"Wait a minute, it's not so easy to eliminate the Deep Sea Councilors. All this rainwater is part of the Deep Sea. This is their home field. There are so many ways to escape."
Kelsey gently touched the wet hair of the red head. Luper closed his eyes helpfully and rubbed the doctor's palm.
The doctor suddenly asked: "Does Hong like rain?"
"I don't like it, it's too humid."
A drop of rain slid down the girl's cheek. Due to the intense exercise, the collar of the Luper was slightly open, revealing the delicate collarbone.
"Good boy, don't worry, the rain will stop and the sky will clear up soon."
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"What's going on outside?"
Yanke, who had been staying at the Rhine Life Research Institute, noticed something strange. A call came from deep in his blood. This was an ancient person conveying a message. In Saint Aral, there was only one person with such ability. Patriots of the Integrated Movement.
The Undertaker looked up at him. Sakota and Sakaz were not interested in dealing with them, and Yanke's actions did not attract him too much attention.
At this time, a group of heavily armed Colombian guards suddenly appeared outside the institute. They were about to rush in with weapons in hand. They shouted slogans and knocked down the researchers who were blocking them to the ground. Kill the opponent, and the scarlet blood splashes on the white-painted walls.
This cruel act was discovered by others, who immediately pressed the alarm. Red lights flashed in all rooms in the entire institute, and warnings for researchers to avoid were constantly issued from the loudspeakers.
As early as the alarm started, Undertaker jumped up from the bench, shotgun in hand, trying to move forward to check the situation.
Yan Ke stood in front of the door leading to the outside world and said calmly: "I am a guard, I should stand in front."
The Undertaker ignored him at all and waved: "Heavy-armed operators are blocking the front, other professions are looking for positions, and medical operators are standing at the back, ready to treat the wounded at any time!"
The two teams left behind by Zhou Jinru, totaling 21 people, made a splash. One team quickly formed a defensive formation, and the other team immediately started to dismantle the furniture they could find that could be stacked to block the passage. There were no ventilation ducts. Let it go, the techniques are professional and the business is skilled. You can tell at a glance that they are experts.
The corners of Yanke's eyes twitched. He always felt that these Rhode Island operators were different from the Tower of Babel members he had seen in Kazdaele before. Compared with the rampant latter, the former now are better at using everything around them. s things.
Of course, Undertaker would not tell Yan Ke that the doctor participated in the compilation of a new offensive and defensive manual, which comprehensively updated the training content for Rhode Island combat operators, from coordinated operations at near and far combat positions to brutal street fighting.
Their movements were extremely fast, but the movement was not small, and they had already alerted the medical operators who were still suturing the wounds.
As the second assistant, Ceria glanced at her companions, nodded slightly, put down the instruments in her hands, quietly left the operating room, threw the bloody gloves in the tray, picked up the spare shield leaning against the corner, and walked towards In the rest hall, I happened to see Ifrit sitting there at the corner, waiting for the results of the operation.
"Serea!"
Ifrit saw Seria immediately and stood up in a hurry and asked: "How is Hermo?"
"It's okay. It's a penetrating injury. Fortunately, it didn't damage the internal organs. The wound is being sutured inside. It won't take long for it to recover."
Seria said a long list, which even she thought was exaggerated. Only when she saw Ifrit did her tense nerves finally relax.
Ifrit bit her lower lip, lowered her head, took half a step forward, and whispered: "Ceria, do you think it's all my fault that Hemo is injured?"
"no."
Seria immediately denied it, and Ms. Vaifan's left hand gently rested on Ifrit's shoulder: "We use the power in our hands to protect others, but human power has limits, and accidents will inevitably occur. You have done a lot Okay, don’t blame yourself.”
"I……"
The girl raised her head and looked at Vaifan opposite. There were some words that she couldn't say out loud, so she could only keep them in her heart silently.
If she had not been controlled by the Balrog, she would not have chased Helmer across two streets, nor would she have caused a fire in the city, causing a series of serious consequences.
"Ifrit, if you blame all the mistakes on yourself, then there will be no good people in this world. Some things happen that are beyond your control. Even if you do your best, you will still In the event of an accident, all we can do is make ourselves stronger, strong enough to crush the enemies in front of us and those bastards who have designs on us."
Because of Helmer's obstruction, Ceria has not been able to see Ifrit for a long time. The encounter now is extremely short-lived. As a heavy-armed operator, she must stand at the front of the battle line to protect her comrades from harm. .
"Ifrit, you are the only one with fighting power here. Protect them. This is my plea. Believe in yourself, you can do it."
After Seria finished speaking, she held the shield and left without looking back.
Ifrit stood there blankly, the girl looked at her hands and murmured: "Is my power really my power?"
She punched the wall hard, leaving a bright red fist mark, her eyes flashing with fire, and she said angrily: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault for hurting Hemo, it's all your fault for making me look embarrassed!"
Blood slid down her fingertips and dripped on the floor. The girl raised her head, looked at the operating room where the word "Under Surgery" was still illuminated, and quietly clenched her fists.
She remembered where the weapons were placed. The most indispensable thing at the Rhine Life Research Institute was equipment. Moreover, Sister Mel once came to visit them and left some treasures, saying that they could provide some tactical support. Now it was time to send them. When used.
Mel's support, Ifrit's expression was very strange when she thought of her sister who was good at playing art, because Hemer never allowed her to touch the gifts Mel gave her.
However, the current situation is urgent and there is not much to worry about.
