The Riddler Get Out of Terra

In the detective market of Londinium, listening to the great detective Klein Moriarty pour out all the truth hidden in the conspiracy and murderous intention like a machine gun once became an irresistible spiritual enjoyment for the nobles who hired him. Of course, It can also be said to be mental torture:

"The past that has been concealed in every possible way, the records that are vague but never destroyed, the supervisory soldiers who are so skilled that their whips are old things... Everything tells me that Xiaoqiu Town was already a crime of reselling ordnance by the military before this aid operation began. On the stage, when the residents of Xiaoqiu Town lamented in the evening that they could not afford a piece of white bread after a day's work, the infected laborers were still carrying a large amount of 'wasted' ordnance supplies under the whips of the guards."

"Paper cannot contain fire, and continuing crimes cannot be permanently concealed. Some things in Xiaoqiu Town have finally attracted the attention of all parties. Perhaps it is to attack political opponents, or perhaps it is humanity. Ah, this word is really used by Victoria officials. It's disgusting to mention it, maybe because of humanitarianism, the person who did this was once distressed, and at this time, the incident of aiding Ursus happened."

"Ah!" Klein couldn't help but clapped his hands with an expression of 'admiration': "What a good opportunity, what a suitable war! Evil can be completely covered up by larger, well-packaged evil, and a group of insects can seize the opportunity to start a war. A carnival at any cost!”

"I don't know if I'm right?"

His eyes suddenly crossed Qinliu and Outcast, and stared at the thick carved wooden door of the office with a smile. Qinliu was horrified, and subconsciously looked at Outcast who put his left hand in his pocket - but the voice of the person outside the door had already broken in earlier. Came in:

"Completely correct."

Chapter 13 The Long Song of the Surge ([-])

"The Ursans have moved the mobile city."

"I know that those malicious bears cannot hide from my detection. The ignorant poor people are more like the lights lit in every house in the dark night, telling me all the locations."

"Supplies are being delivered for Victorians all the time."

"Not only Victoria, but also Colombia. Hehe, it's hard to imagine that there will be dead souls trying to add a handful of soil to Sakaz's grave. Population is indeed not the only condition for selection."

"Other countries are eager to try."

"Many of the Yan Kingdom's black cats have gathered at Longmen. Their intensity of thinking, which is so different from ordinary people's, cannot be concealed from me. The Ursus internal guards have taken over the legion. Their numbers are as numerous as the sand on the sea. The gray animals are willing to crawl on the demonic ground. Under possession.”

"Some will floating in the sky above Leitania is trying to pull its dead self back from history. The twins are making Sakaz threatening speeches. I can read the sheep incited by them. The sound of my heart ready to beat."

"Casimir's Silver Spear Pegasus is also ready. The business alliance was persuaded by Colombia. Out of common interests, Silver Spear Pegasus received many subsidies. Haha, the minds of a group of knights are really easy to understand. It seems that they are still Someone is playing the game of knights and justice."

"As for the others... I'm not worried about the Macaroons in Syracuse. There's no need to worry about the shallow thoughts of Rem Billiton's idiots. Only the Laterans' self-righteous blunderbuss army needs to be on guard, and we... will dispatch special restraints. The Silent Sister of such matters.”

"Is there anything else you don't understand, Senior Kong Ming?"

"...Ursa, don't be afraid, don't be alone, don't be in pain, don't be silent."

Kong Ming moved the piles of documents that were blocking them in front of them. His dark eyes stared directly at Ursa's golden vertical ones, and his slender fingers pressed the girl's palm firmly against the table.

It was afternoon in the Alphonse Government Office, the capital of Kazdaele's First Empire. The warm sunshine peeked out from the window, and the lingering shadows of the intertwined flowers were whispering, as if they were asking each other about the Sakaz who used to always come to see them in the afternoon. Why didn't the king come?

The heavy solid wood desk was filled with documents. More than ten hours ago, Resandral was writing and drawing with prescription glasses on, writing too many expectations on many documents that would determine Sakaz's future. Hope and hope.

But they have lost their value. The people hiding here have no intention of continuing the unfinished work of Leisandral. She has similar hair color and eye color to Leisang, and her majestic temperament is even more majestic than her brother, but she can no longer resemble her brother. The elder brother accepts reality so calmly.

The new King of Sakaz, who has not yet ascended the throne, is extremely sad. Kong Ming can see her soul weeping in the invisible Mansu. The desolate wail even penetrates the thick invisible barrier between the virtual Mansu.

, faintly sounded in the ears of the great god who was high in the virtual realm.

A hopeless girl singing a song that no one else understands in a deserted place. In the distant medieval times, when she was contaminated by the twisted demon star Gherroth and life was worse than death, Ursa was always in a spiritual position that no one knew about. Singing a cry that no one can understand.

Ursa couldn't even remember whether it was her silent cry in severe pain or her unwillingness to die and to continue walking with the only person in the world who remembered her.

She seldom sang for a long time, because every morning, noon, evening, or late at night, Resandral would bring a bowl of carefully cooked medicinal soup to her sister while she was enduring the pain and pretending to be calm.

Drinking it will not relieve the severe pain - how can the tearing of the soul return to normal due to the paralysis of the body?

This bowl of medicine will only make Ursa drowsy and fall into a half-dream, escaping eternal pain in endless nothingness.

It may be torture for normal people to be drunk in the unknown, just like sinners in a dark and narrow black prison who can no longer escape, enjoying the pain that life brings them in the infinite darkness and lasts until death.

But not Ursa.

Because every time when she fell asleep, Leisang would hug his sister, rock her body gently, and hum the only song they heard in their childhood.

Ursa at that time was never cold, her brother was by her side, and the gentle heartbeat brought never-fatiguing strength.

As long as she has this voice, Ursa can chew up all the suffering that fate has given her and continue walking in the white night without sunlight.

This time, she could no longer hear that voice.

Ursa sat obediently on the chair where Lysandral once sat, mechanically stroking the documents that the fallen king was still reviewing before his death, and pathetically grasped the remaining breath.

Resandral died, he was burned up. As the first prototype among the feathers to understand the power of the system, he paid an extremely painful price. [Jolan] lost a feather forever in the spiritual sea shared by him. Even if Ursa dug into the deep emotions immersed in the boundless silence, she could not find any trace of her brother.

The King of Sakaz left nothing to himself, but when he finally entrusted his life to his sister, he tried his best to burn himself, and presented all the changes since signing the contract to all [Jorun] for observation. Even if he was destined to be unable to escape death, he still could The hope of survival is left to Ursa who is about to take office.

Lysandral is a man who can accept himself being burned to ashes for the world, but he is unwilling to let Ursa be harmed by the world's tricks.

But what about Ursa?

What she wanted was not to live to face the world. Ursa's purpose in living had always been that Resandral was still in this world.

Even if such feelings were diluted by Jorun's possession, even if they were no longer the brother and sister who supported each other all those years ago, they still remained in Ursa and Lysandral's bodies, unchanged.

When the blood is not cold enough to possess a feather, there will be a distinction between white feathers and special feathers. Qiao Lun once thought that the differences in blood, the strength of Origin Stone skills, and personal martial arts were the reasons for the differences between feathers, but After many experiments, Qiao Lun realized what caused the completely different changes between feathers:

It is the obsession of the host. Only the obsession that remains in the body and is never willing to give up even after death can survive the impact of Qiao Lun's will attached to the blood is not cold, and only the memory of the entire life can be tortured to the host. Tossing and turning, and the persistence of running for it all his life, can connect the entire memory together, giving Qiao Lun, whose blood is not yet cold, the illusion of traveling into the host's body.

Originally, he only wanted to borrow the appearance of Lysandral and Ursa, but not the strength he wanted - in Jolon's view at that time, nearly ten thousand years was enough to erase all thoughts, two antiques from the medieval era. How could there be any memory left?

Resandral and Ursa let their blood spread almost as soon as the other one woke up.

At this time, the Ursus' mobile city was about to hit.

Chapter 14 The Long Song of the Surge (End)

"Identity confirmed, welcome to Athens, Your Excellency Hao Zhao, all [-] Tiger and Leopard Cavalry are here."

The three-meter-tall majestic armored man looked down at the two-meter-three-meter call. The densely packed runes on the alloy-structured armor shone brightly in the sun. A strange sense of depletion repeatedly hit everything in sight of him since he appeared. biology.

Xi, who poked out one eye from Hao Zhao's collar, trembled, and quickly immersed her consciousness into Hao Zhao's sea of ​​consciousness again. As soon as she reached Kazdale, a nervous scream rang in Hao Zhao's ears:

"There's something wrong with these 'things'! Hao Zhao! Something's wrong with them!"

Xi was taught a lesson from the moment she entered Kazdel. The fifth legion guarding the border of Yanka was extremely elite. Even the young people had a ruthless indifference that Xi couldn't ignore. It was as if they were just legends in the Yan Kingdom. The black raincoat, especially the armor on these soldiers, the extremely hard alloy, even Xi Bao, who has no experience in casting, knows that it is extraordinary.

But these armors are not made by Nian. As the incarnations of the Nian phase, they know their brothers and sisters better than the scholars who study the Nian phase. Nian's casting methods are often too showy, and the lively Nian beast can't help but create things. The secret part of the body is branded with its own unique seal pattern.

The standard armor of the Fifth Army is an industrial creation that has been fully mass-produced, and it is different from that of that guy Nian.

The casting styles run counter to that.

There must be a talent here that can compete with Nian to serve Kazdel, so that even without the power of the Nian beast, Kazdel can still easily prepare armored armed forces.

In other words, the incarnation of the age in Kazdael is not a strategic weapon, nor is it a necessary condition for Kazdael to surpass other countries on the continent of Terra.

Xi began to believe that that guy was living a free life in Kazdale.

But can Kazdaele really accept his age?

She couldn't help but have some doubts. After all, the incarnations of Sui Xiang were not just craftsmen with outstanding skills or polite scholars. After drinking and writing poems for wanton joy, what supported them to survive in the world was the powerful power from the Sui beast. , if the Sui Xiang incarnation is allowed to break out in Kazdaele, this country that has just emerged from the war will soon add scars to its body.

Although she is the youngest sister, Xi thinks she understands those elder sisters and elder brothers fairly well. Of course, she and her elder brothers will be in peace with each other, but if a lunatic who is inferior to his eldest brother lets loose and makes a big fuss, Kazdel will really Can you hold it?

Although Hao Zhao once said that there are many powerful people of the same level as Kazdaele, but Kazdaele is so big, and a certain madman is extremely good at setting fires everywhere. Can they really control the entire Kazdaele?

Xi apologized for what she had thought. She was really, really sorry.

Why are there ancient legions patrolling Kazdaele? ! ! ! !

As we all know, there were too many strong men in ancient times. Today’s Immortals, let alone the finals, even fringe OBs are likely to die suddenly in the battle. Behemoths like the Sui Beast with huge goals are even more abandoned in the version. Once, Sheng Sheng was beaten to the point of autism by an ancient race.

The medieval era was the era of chaos after the fall of the stars. There were some remnants of the ancient races, the medieval races that inherited some of the power of the ancient races, the giant beasts, the immortal species, as well as the gods and ancestors who were grouped together with the ordinary Terran races. Special races, multiple races mixed together.

Unfortunately, the early stage finals are still far away from ordinary people. It will not be until the end of the Middle Ages, when most of the mixed races and ancient remnants disappeared in the long river of history, that the ordinary Terran people will rise.

Until then, even giant beasts must be careful to avoid being overshadowed by the unpredictable abilities of medieval hybrids.

But now you tell me that the first four legions of Kazdaele are all medieval races, and some of the legion commanders are even at the level of killing giant beasts and eating them?

"..."

It's okay, it's not a big problem.

Xi Bao tried his best to comfort himself. The medieval race was not a big deal. If you can't defeat it, why can't you escape?With her current ability, if something happens, she can drag Hao Zhao along with her into the world of paintings and run away.

Then she sensed a sigh coming from far away, obviously from the direction of Alphonse, the capital of Kazdaele.

evening:? ? ?

Ah, this...can't be true, right?impossible? !How could such a being be born and die in the current era? !

What’s even more frightening is that based on Xibao’s understanding of the medieval era, when the last pure-blood Ouranos led Sakaz to defeat the coalition forces of various countries and powerfully established the real Supreme Court of Kazdaele, his marriage to the so-called Demon King allowed the birth of Ouranos will have a blood connection with a power not inferior to his own...

"...Hao Zhao, does the contemporary King of Sakaz have any relatives?"

Xi Bao tentatively asked Hao Zhao, and then learned the news that made her eyes darken:

"Ah, you said Resandral, he only has one sister. I heard that Resandral is not in good health now, and I don't know how Ursa will accept it..."

Okay, needless to say, I already clearly understand the levels of these two wall hangings.

Xi Bao ruffled her hair frantically, her usual cold and elegant image was messed up by herself, but now hiding in Hao Zhao's sea of ​​consciousness, the great painter didn't care who would see him, his face was distorted:

Is it really about restoring ancient glory? Time is reincarnation? !

In the early Middle Ages, the coalition forces of various countries crusaded against Kazdaele. The Nth founding of the country was defeated by Ouranos. Now there is another anti-magic alliance to crusade against Kazdaele?

For the first time, Xibao sensed that the threads of the times were constantly intertwined in Kazdaele, and for the first time, he faced the turbulent tide of fate ahead of most creatures of this era.

The world is like a continuous upward cycle, many things are changing, and many things remain unchanged.

Everything around him was changing with each passing day, but a certain familiar and dangerous atmosphere never left.

In this atmosphere where Xi Bao was doubtful about life and Hao Zhao was moving forward, one person and one soul entered Kazdale and were about to go to Alphonse to find Kong Ming. However, they never thought that the first time they entered Kazdale, someone from Alphonse Si's fax was respectfully handed over to Hao Zhao by the soldiers of the Fifth Legion responsible for reviewing immigrants entering the country. The leading officer politely invited Hao Zhao to the military city "Athens".

The seals of Lysandral, Zhuge Kongming, Han Xin, and Ursa were clearly left on the fax, and the sentence requirements were clear and clear. Under Xi Bao's incredulous gaze, Hao Zhao entered the first position of Kazdaele's First Empire. Tian was appointed as the military commander guarding Athens without having to visit Alphonsus. He immediately entered Athens and began to familiarize himself with the soldiers guarding the city.

After that, it was the scene of the tiger and leopard riding to Hao Zhao.

Chapter 15 Crash Test

The exchange between Hubaoqi and Hao Zhao was lackluster.

They are not good at packaging a simple thing into an exquisite test with nonsense. A brief mutual inquiry, and an appointment in the evening after Hao Zhao met the soldiers who fought in a group after the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry training, the three-meter jump armor He left Hao Zhao's side without hesitation.

"...?"

Xi Bao, who secretly glanced at the deputy leader of the Hupao Cavalry in Hao Zhaozhihai, made an incomprehensible voice. His words were full of the plain confusion of a cultural man from the Yan Kingdom towards the Hupao Cavalry:

"He just left like that? Didn't he take care of you and accompany you around Athens? Even if he didn't have time for this, he could still take you to the military camp for on-the-spot observation, right? And he left you here alone?!"

Is he really not afraid of being tricked by his new boss? !

Or is it that Hubaoqi is quite dissatisfied with his airborne superior Hao Zhao and wants to give him a blow?

Even though he knew that Hao Zhao was introduced to Kazdaele by Kong Ming and was appointed commander of Athens as soon as he arrived, Xi Bao couldn't help but think about the sinister significance of whether the tiger and leopard cavalry followed the orange cat.

"No, no, no, it's not a show of force, it's just that they know that there are more skilled people who have volunteered to come and see you, so naturally they don't bother to take away the opportunity that belongs to me."

A clear and gentle male voice sounded in Hao Zhao's ears, poking at Xi Bao who was thinking about how to escape quickly if something went wrong. The whole beast froze in fear in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and instantly transformed from a round little beast into an elegant woman. One turned over and hid behind the easel, warily watching the black-haired man who appeared next to him through Hao Zhao's pupils.

She didn't make a sound in the real world just now!

"Of course you can't hear the voices of these two trembling spirits in this world, but at the spiritual level, you two are too trusting."

The man smiled as if he heard Xi Bao's heartfelt voice: "I have done some research on the spiritual level, and I am quite capable of perceiving spirituality. The voices of the two of you communicating were really thunderous and deafening."

!

Xi Bao finally realized how the man in black heard her voice. As an immortal who has not seen other people of the same level all year round, Xi Bao can be regarded as nothing in the details of spiritual technology. Zhizhi, with his astonishingly delicate perception of this person, it can be said that he was conspiring loudly.

"Are you here specifically to scare Xi? Or do you want to tell me something?"

Hao Zhao raised his eyebrows. This time, he looked down at the man in front of him from a high position. The height difference brought about the overlooking feeling that made the man's smiling expression suddenly stiffen.

"You were never so stubborn before. This Miss Xi is so charming."

The Prime Minister of Kazdaele's First Empire, Qinglong Mengzhang Zhuge Kongming looked at Hao Zhao and touched his muscular arm.

The rotation of the magnetic field is indeed an amazing power, especially as Hao Zhao's spirituality from Qiao Lun continues to grow, and the electromagnetic force is trying to merge with Hao Zhao's own spirituality. The rotation of the magnetic field actually begins to show signs of evolving from martial arts to superpowers.

As a result, Hao Zhao was able to transcend the influence of the [Beauty God]'s radiation and transform the neutral beauty that is highly recognized by both men and women into the majestic beauty of a tall, healthy man. Many feathers are quite envious of this:

There are many ordinary macho men among the many races in Terra, but someone like Hao Zhao, who is two meters and three tall, has strong muscles and a masculine face, is rare. Who wouldn't like to have such a body?

Hey, make fun of him and beat him up.

Miss Xi hid in Hao Zhaozhihai and bared her teeth at Kong Ming, quietly trying to express her courage to the mysterious young man in the [Yellow Spring] projection - although the term timid must have been added to her personal file by Kong Ming On.

So how to attract Xi's attention and make her not disturb his secret conversation with Hao Zhao?

Kong Ming has already studied this:

"Nian is about to arrive in Athens. Although I told her when you entered Kazdaele that Miss Xi is in good health and full of energy, and still has some leisure time to paint and chat, Nian keeps saying that Miss Xi is timid and has a bad temper. I don’t feel safe leaving her alone in Athens, so I have to rush here.”

"?! Huh?! That annoying guy actually said that to me?!"