The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 383 Conspiracy, Promotion

It was like a cold, sharp steel drill piercing through the distant memories and pulling the bishop back to the Cold War era of swords and spears.

The name Ivan mentioned was exactly the target of his undercover infiltration mission at the time: a secret laboratory that studied supernatural powers.

And just when he finally got the complete information after spending countless efforts and youth, the world played a huge joke on him.

——The lofty flag suddenly fell, the alliance collapsed, and everything lost its meaning.

A huge wave of chaos swept past, and all living beings struggled and pursued their own futures, and the kite's string was broken.

until today!

"What do you want to do?"

Nicholas suddenly calmed down.

After all, he was a special elite cultivated by the former superpower. After a brief panic, he quickly regained consciousness and rationality, staring at his former boss who seemed ordinary but full of unusual aura in front of him, and an inexplicable vigilance surged in his heart.

An extraordinary agent whose homeland was destroyed reappears after more than ten years to contact his colleagues, claiming that he wants to complete the interrupted mission. Even if he is as slow as a sloth, he can easily smell the sinister smell.

Not to mention that after he left the organization, he had received holy gifts for many years, and his devout practice had given him a spiritual wisdom beyond that of ordinary people. He could vaguely feel the deep and intense hatred in the other party's heart.

This muddy water must not be waded into! He made up his mind instantly.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. I have no ill intentions." As if he knew what he was worried about, Ivan spoke slowly, his voice calm and deep, "I came here to get all the information about the Stargate Project. I won't do anything unnecessary."

"That's meaningless. The Stargate Project has been completed long ago, and the Hawkins Base is in a semi-abandoned state. There are no valuable results left." Nicholas took two steps back without leaving a trace, quietly keeping a safe distance, and then sternly refused:

"The times are changing too fast. The technologies used to train extraordinary people are both cruel and inefficient. They have been eliminated."

Ignoring his alertness and aloofness, the man said calmly, "Of course I know that there are no secrets in the intelligence industry. This is just to fulfill an unfulfilled wish for the motherland and myself."

Seeing that the bishop was still cold and steadfast, he slumped his shoulders and relaxed his aura: "Well, it seems that the consulting fee cannot be saved, so I might as well tell the truth..."

The man grinned, his tough and vigorous aura turned into a slick and mercenary one, his gray stubble trembling as his facial muscles stretched.

"I am working for a major international client now. You have been out of business for too long and probably don't understand the market. Even though those instruments and technologies are outdated, they can still be sold at sky-high prices in some regions."

Ivan kept a friendly smile on his face, and with his left hand's five fingers slightly spread out, he pretended to count money: "Just like you, Bishop, have found a new pillar of faith, I have also found a new pursuit... Money is never too much!"

Not paying attention to the slight sarcasm in the words, Nicholas watched his right hand tighten at the same time, and the Bible that was squeezed into a ball continued to shrink.

Under the compression of the powerful force field, the distance between the molecular structures of paper quickly shortens and aggregates, the yellow-white wood cellulose heats up and turns black, then emits a carbonized and burnt smell, and finally breaks into tiny particles of dust.

The hidden meaning of the gentle words and the big stick in hand is obvious.

"Old buddy, you're not so unwilling to help with even this little favor, are you?" The man spoke softly, as if there was a cold Siberian wind lingering behind him. "As a servant of God, do you really want to entrust your loyalty to corrupt imperialism?"

He struck while the iron was hot and added, "Don't worry, I can guarantee that this is the last time we meet, and I can accept your divine contract. From now on, you will be your divine servant and I will be my broker."

"Add one more clause to the contract. If you cause harm to others, you will be punished." The bishop put forward an additional condition quietly. "Deal!" The man smiled happily, his canine teeth shining coldly under the light:

"If that happens, I will die miserably!"

The back door of the church closed silently, isolating the remnants of the old times, never to be seen again.

The remnant sound passed through the wild grass in the suburbs, waded over sharp gravel and old fallen leaves, plunged into the depths of the dark forest, and stopped in front of a shadow.

The files floated open, and the winding lines formed a colorful map.

"The border between Indiana and Ohio... It's just the right distance from Centralia. There are remains of space rifts there, which is even better. I want to see how they fail to focus on one thing while neglecting another."

The snake-like voice said with satisfaction, avoiding the pursuit from the dark, and he smiled softly:

"So I don't have to do anything, someone will do it for me... No matter how sacred the prophecy is, no matter how brilliant the divination is, even if it can force the gods and demons to retreat, it can't do anything to the hearts of humans!"

"Go ahead and hold a grand funeral for your enemy and yourself!"

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The young man had no idea of ​​the chemical reaction caused by the shadow of the fallen altar of the past and the echoes of the old empire.

Frankly speaking, even if I knew it, I wouldn't have time to care about it. If the sky falls, there will always be someone taller to support it.

At this moment, he has more important things to do.

In a clear and hazy space, clouds and mists are lingering, colorful clouds are lingering, and countless wonderful scenes are looming. Suddenly, there are thunder and wind, and suddenly there are roars of tigers and dragons. Hardness and softness are combined, and yin and yang are derived.

Twenty-four balls of colorful light danced back and forth, like stars guarding Ziwei, surrounding a human figure moving at varying speeds. Each ball of light seemed to contain a fairy palace of different shapes.

A vast and boundless auspicious light poured out, and the unprecedentedly powerful waves flowed like the Milky Way, sweeping across every inch of the corner.

The dazzling palace of colorful lights collapsed and turned into an endless ocean of talismans.

These talismans were like thousands of surging tides, instantly filling the entire sky and spreading endlessly in all directions. Then, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, they suddenly converged and reorganized together.

A majestic and lofty heavenly palace took shape again. Twenty-four halls were distributed on three jade platforms, connected to each other to form a whole. It was difficult to distinguish one from the other. Fully half of them were occupied by a god sitting upright, showing a solemn and majestic appearance.

Five-colored silk threads hang down, strung together with pearls and jade to weave into illusory robes. There are four directions, five elements, the Milky Sea and the Red River, and all kinds of mysterious and unpredictable strange phenomena appear in turn.

"Why does it look like a divine robe instead of an immortal's robe?" Zhu Mingyao landed on the ground with his feet floating on the ground, looked at the outline of his magic power, and complained to himself.

"He is the Emperor of Xuantan, and the hundreds of gods in the mixed cave are in charge of the creation. The path of [Shangqing Huangting Neijing Jing] is in the Five Immortals Dao, between the human immortals and the gods. It is normal to have such a strange vision."

Lin Xuansheng fiddled with his whisk and walked up with a smile.

(End of this chapter)