With the entry of all consciousness, the gradually collapsing 'Canglong' spiritual body finally stopped collapsing, and countless crazy mental murmurs echoed in the Round Table Hall for a long time.
Huh... He finally managed to maintain his spirit body, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Due to the suddenness of the incident and the interference of 0-013, it almost didn't lead to a big mistake.
For Joey, the only source of support in the Round Table Hall is that there can be no problems with this place.
His consciousness took over the dominance of 'Cang Long', his eyes flashed, and the gray mist surged, isolating the murmurs again.
Check your own spirit body to make sure there are no accidents, then return to your true body.
Joey, who was originally dull and expressionless, his dim and lifeless pupils refocused.
At this moment, he didn't know when a black hood appeared on his body. He followed the crowd and blended in perfectly.
Da da da!
A group of six or seven people walked in unison, like a programmed puppet machine.
boom!
A gunshot exploded suddenly.
The glass ceiling above my head exploded, and the fragments fell like raindrops.
Joey rolled on the spot and barely managed to avoid it. If this thing scratched his face, his face would be disfigured.
Guns are standard equipment for police officers. Senegal controls firearms down to the manufacturing of bullets, and each bullet is coded.
These are the ruling methods of the upper class. In a country, what is most common is the common people. Only by controlling ordinary people can we better control power.
"Captain here?" He could only think of this possibility.
As for the Necromancer disciples, although it is not ruled out that there are channels to obtain guns, this possibility is very small.
Bang bang bang!
Several gunshots were fired again, and this time the direction was clear. He quietly left the team and disappeared into the darkness.
The rest of the disciples, they are like puppets without self-awareness, they will only execute the prescribed story direction of the 'script'.
Even when glass shards fell on his body, his expression did not change. He was indifferent to the fact that the shards tore his skin and blood spurted out, and he moved forward mechanically.
Following the sound, Joey gradually realized something was wrong. He suddenly stopped and took out his revolver.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he pulled the safety and pulled the trigger. There was only a "click-click" jamming sound. There were enough bullets, but it could not be fired.
"That wasn't gunfire just now?"
They are all from the same department, so his gun can't be fake. The 'law' still exists, no shooting is allowed here.
"Is it a supernatural ability?"
Suddenly, a figure jumped out of the darkness and passed by Joey.
"Wayne~~" He paused blankly.
Maybe he suddenly heard someone calling his name. Wayne turned his head and glanced to the side. He saw Joey's face hidden under the black robe clearly, and his expression was slightly startled.
But before he could make any other moves, a sound of piercing the air followed, like the sound of bullets coming out of a barrel, and blue arcs of lightning streaked past in the dark castle.
After all, Wayne was now the 'living dead' of Sequence Six. His body was dodging at an extremely exaggerated angle, his neck turned ninety degrees, and the incoming blue arc of electricity flew past him from the side, grazing his hair.
You can even smell the smell of burnt hair in the air.
"That's the sound! It's like a gunshot."
Bang bang bang!
Seven or eight arcs of electricity flew past in a row, and Wayne rolled left and right on the ground, barely avoiding each time.
Seeing such a scene, Joey's eyes flashed slightly, and his hand unconsciously touched his lower back, holding the newly acquired weapon 'Quenching' from the storage room.
When Wayne avoided the arc attack again, he threw the dagger without hesitation. The silver light flashed, and the target was the dead center where Wayne avoided the arc.
Between the two, he can only choose one side, no matter which side, he will be hit.
Just treat it as a bit of interest. Although these small moves are not expected to cause fatal damage to Wayne, they can still disgust the enemy.
"prick!"
It was the lesser of two evils, and the truth was just as Joey had guessed. Wayne chose to resist the damage from the flying knife. In this sneak attack, Joey used all his strength. The enemy was in front. If his strength hadn't allowed him, he would have I have already gone up and worked hard.
However, he still underestimated the physical strength of a Sequence 6. He threw with all his strength and only scratched a layer of the opponent's skin.
Wayne's cold chuckle sounded quietly.
"You are still alive. It seems you have some special secrets."
In this case, the other party was still thinking of teasing, and Joey had to doubt that if he faced him alone, he would be doomed if they met him face to face.
This is no different from the first time we met. What is the point of practicing the gun all the time?
Facing Wayne, he was still the helpless clown, and old Tony's words seemed to be in his ears.
'Don't be blinded by hatred, don't take revenge'
"Dad, is this the cruelty of the world of extraordinary people? In the face of talent, hard work is worthless."
He tried his best, but he was still only at Sequence Nine, while his enemy had already entered the middle Sequence. The gap could not be made up by hard work.
"The night cannot block your light"
"The cold cannot drive away your warmth"
"Yaoguang..."
Vader Wesker's rich voice resounded, and as he prayed, countless blue arcs illuminated the darkness, and the sizzling thunder struck at Wayne.
"Captain Vader" Joey was overjoyed to finally meet Vader Wesker.
"Thunder and lightning, is this the ability of God's Punisher? It's really powerful." He was envious.
Rumor has it that the Sun God has many powers, and thunder and lightning are the most powerful among them.
At the same time, another cold voice sounded.
"Supernatural abilities are prohibited here"
Following the promulgation of the law, Vader Wesker, who was preparing a big move, paused blankly, and then the lightning arc on his body dissipated in an instant.
Wayne also took advantage of this opportunity and disappeared into the darkness in a few flashes.
"It's like this again, 0-013, I'm afraid there's something wrong with you," Joey complained in his mind with dissatisfaction.
It was the same last time. He had a good fight, but when he turned around, he was in a group with the enemy. Now it's better, his pants have been taken off. You want me to see this?
Wade Wesker approached slowly, their eyes met, and they looked at each other in confusion. Both of them were covered in colors and looked very embarrassed.
"Joy, how did you get this injury?"
He smiled wryly and waved his hand: "Forget it, I met a group of disciples, and they were fooled by 0-013. They made some kind of law not to shoot."
Vader subconsciously raised his hand, trying to use his ability, but the arc disappeared as soon as it appeared.
Joey also saw his actions and said with a solemn expression: "Captain, are all level 0 sealed objects so scary?"
Sequence 6 is a proper mid-sequence. In front of 0-013, everyone is like a toy, at its mercy.
Joey thought, maybe even the high-sequencer couldn't control the out-of-control 0-013. How could a count control this kind of thing?
Vader Wesker sighed solemnly, and then began to treat the wounds on his body, which were all superficial wounds.
Joey took out his pistol, cocked it several times, and then opened the magazine. All the bullets were in it.
How to fight like this? The other party gave an order to remove his hands and feet. This is not a joke.
"How about, let's go" Joey suggested.
He originally wanted to lighten the atmosphere, but as he spoke, Vader's face suddenly turned cold and he said solemnly:
"Absolutely not, 0-013, cannot fall into the hands of the Necromancer Cult."
"If you don't want to leave, don't leave. Why are you so anxious? Blood is coming out of the wound."
As he said that, he took out the healing medicine that his disciple had just given him from his pocket and prepared to apply it on Wade.
"Where did you get this?"
"This! The disciples gave it to me. I don't know what script the 'Book of Ebola' has arranged for me. I seem to be one of the disciples now."
"How did you know this name?" Wade excitedly grabbed Joey's shoulders.
"What's the matter? Such a big reaction?" He looked at Wade inexplicably, and then said: "Just like those disciples said, they came here just for this thing. They seem to have found it, but they can't get into that place. , I need to find Earl Allen”
Vader Wesker's face had an expression he had never seen before, as if something big was about to happen, and his pupils were full of fear and uneasiness.
It’s not scary for the Necromancer Sect to steal a level 0 sealed item. It’s not a secret that Count Allen owns this sealed item. However, if the disciples know the true name of 0-013 and want to steal it, it would be terrible. It proves that they Know the true ability of the sealed object.
The Book of Ebola, the real name of 0-013, symbolizes the spread of the virus and the spread of death. This secret is known only to the Allen family.
In the eyes of outsiders, 0-013 is just a tasteless sealed object that does not live up to its name, a large-scale script kill, and few people know the name of Ebola.
"Captain, can you find Earl Allen?"
His idea is actually quite simple. It doesn’t matter what sealed artifact you have, as long as it’s something Wayne wants to do, he will destroy it.
After he spoke, he realized that Vader Wesker was staring at him with a vigilant gaze.
He opened his mouth and tried to explain himself: "I'm not interested in sealed objects."
Anyone who is not blind can tell that Vader Wesker has an unusual relationship with Count Allen.
The fire of gossip in Joey's heart has long been ignited. The two of them don't look like they are acting in a script, but like a real couple.
One is a high-ranking earl, and the other is just a captain of the Survey Corps. The identity gap is not even the slightest difference. It is hard to imagine what kind of love story these two people will have.
Extraordinary people are considered superior to ordinary people, but in front of rulers, they are just easier-to-use tools.
"I don't know how affected you are by 0-013 now."
"Influence? I wasn't okay with that thing from the beginning." Naturally, Joey didn't dare to say this to his face, but pretended to be stupid and said, "I don't know either."
Joey knew he had to reveal something to gain Vader Wesker's trust.
Then he said:
"I may have been influenced by the evil god. After all, I was promoted to a transcendent in his sacrificial ceremony. In fact, from the beginning, I was very little affected by 0-013's promotion and assimilation. After I adapted later, he couldn't even do anything to me. any impact”
Wade Wesker frowned and looked at Joey carefully. He found that his eyes were clear and there was nothing strange about him, so he could only temporarily believe his explanation.
After all, in the evil god's sacrificial ceremony, promotion does not belong to that person's sequence. This kind of thing has never been heard of, let alone anyone dares to do it.
"What should we do next?" Joey asked.
With a glimmer of light in the darkness, one could see that Wade's face was full of struggle, as if he was making some kind of difficult decision.
In the silent environment, there was only the sound of the two people gradually breathing heavily, and their mental state was extremely tense.
"Joy, if you can stay awake, then..." He turned his eyes to the exit of the door and said, "Escape."
"Captain, let's go together"
When the ability cannot be used, the enemy and we can only use the most primitive methods to confront each other. Obviously, the advantage lies with the other side.
No one knows how many enemies have sneaked into the castle, and with the directorial ability of 0-013, outsiders cannot detect what is happening here.
"No, I can't let them find Allen, it will be an unprecedented disaster."
Joey felt that Wade at this moment was just a stubborn little old man who couldn't listen to anyone's advice.
If you don't have extraordinary abilities, you can fight one or two people with your fists and kicks, and you can beat seven or eight people. You can even grind people to death. If you stay, you are basically losing your life. Besides, you have someone who issues orders from time to time. 'Old Six'.
"I'm not acting out of impulse. This matter is really important. Besides, you can move reinforcements when you go out. During this period, someone must hold them back."
Wade said, taking out a token from his arms, something that belonged to him alone. This thing could prove his identity.
The two separated, and Joey quickly found his way out of the castle. He returned to the stables, holding a piece of green jade in his hand. It looked like half a piece, and the signs of separation were obvious.
After leading a white horse, Joey no longer lingered. He got on the horse and slapped the horse's butt. The sound of kicking gradually faded away. Just as he was about to leave the castle manor, the familiar mechanical voice sounded again.
"It is forbidden to leave this place"
The exit door was clearly in front of us. The horses ran for several minutes and were still stuck in place.
Joey dismounted and looked at the nearby exit with a depressed expression.
"Okay, okay, let's play like this! If you don't let me leave, I won't leave."
He turned back to the manor.
Joey had every reason to suspect that 0-013 was watching his every move from beginning to end.
This game cannot be broken. He is like an NPC. As long as he does something out of the ordinary, 0-013, a programmer, will fix it immediately.
The key to breaking the situation now may be Earl Allen, and everyone is looking for her.
While Joey was trapped in the castle, the same thing was happening throughout Senegal.
A large number of Necronomicon disciples appeared. They were bloodthirsty and were performing sacrificial rituals one after another. Countless civilians and even nobles were killed by them.
In a dark and gloomy corridor, the dim gas lamp can only illuminate a few meters in front of you. You can barely tell that this is an underground cave, surrounded by rocks and phosphate mines.
A man whose face was hidden under a black robe, holding a gas lamp in his hand, walked step by step deeper into the cave. The trace of his breath exuded corruption and depravity.
The black robe is engraved with many complicated and exquisite runes. In the sect, only the high priest is qualified to wear it.
