Kill them in Cyberman!

Following Albert's order, the soldiers took off their disguises one after another. It turned out that they were all Albert's electronic biochemical guards in disguise.

"No no no..."

Before he could put up a few words of resistance, the deputy mayor was dragged like a dead dog by his personal guards into an underground facility for brainwashing and memory modification. After all, these politicians always like to install an electronic sub-brain for themselves to handle work, which makes it convenient for them to manipulate memories at will.

After dealing with the deputy mayor, Albert and Hilde looked at each other.

"So, Miss Hilde, are you ready for the next performance?"

…………

Let’s go back a little to this morning at the Hermes Building.

Albert was lying alone in a large chair in the top-floor office, his head resting on one armrest, his legs resting on the other, and his eyes closed, resting.

"Albert Hermes, you are so relaxed even when facing a disaster. You are worthy of being me!"

The voice with a hint of arrogance reached Albert's ears.

A gray-white energy crack appeared out of nowhere in the office without triggering any alarms.

The space around the energy crack quickly cracked like a kaleidoscope, and just like the combination of psychic fragments extracted from the brains of the three killers before, a gray-white psychic mirror was created.

Faced with this sudden enemy, Albert was not at all panicked. He even stretched out his little hand from the blanket and yawned nonchalantly.

"Miss Hilde, please teleport indoors next time you come. The air outside is a bit cold for someone who just got up."

After wiping the corners of his eyes, Albert stretched lazily and climbed up from the chair. As expected, the blanket on his body slipped off, revealing his delicate and soft skin. His golden hair was a little messy, and he looked like he had just woken up.

"Da da da……"

The crisp sound of heels stepping on the ground, the slender figure, and countless gray and white fragments of light passing through the mirror.

Hilde, wearing a nano tights, emerged from the psychic mirror.

"Next time, the other side of the mirror will be the South Pole."

Without being polite at all, Hilde waved his hand lightly, and the mirror behind him shattered.

"Also, put some clothes on!"

Seeing Albert talking to her with his upper body naked and a blanket covered on his legs, Hilde wanted to hit him.

"Don't worry about these things. Be considerate of the hardworking boss who works late at night."

“The greatest relationship you have with diligence is your ability to put the word into words.”

Although she retorted to Albert verbally, Hilde was very confused in her heart, especially when she actually met the other person.

With golden hair and purple eyes (from Hilde's perspective), Albert gave Hilde a weird feeling.

"The attack will begin at nine o'clock. You'd better be ready, otherwise I don't mind slaughtering all your employees."

"It's okay. My secretary has arranged everything. Just follow the plan for the rest."

"Haha, this is the best. I hope the thugs you find can let me have more fun before I die..."

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Hilde's lips.

"Don't worry about that. The people I arrange will definitely not disappoint Miss Hilde!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Albert couldn't wait to see the scene when the two people met.

……

Time goes back to the present, after dealing with the deputy mayor.

Albert and Hilde came to the rooftop of the Hermes Building. At the same time, the swarm of bees surrounding the building rose rapidly, forming a huge dome above the rooftop.

Just like the dark clouds covering the sky, everything is ready to take off.

"I think Miss Hilde will be pleased to see her match."

Albert said to Hilde with a smile.

"Haha, if you don't want to die now, just say less."

Soon, the door to the elevator opened and he looked at the person waiting for him on the rooftop.

Hilde's eyes were first surprised, then furious!

The gray-white sword blade that tore through space instantly swept past Albert's position, and the terrifying killing power also cut the elevator behind him in half.

"Boom!"

Amidst the dust and debris, Albert's voice came from beside Hilde.

"What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied?"

"Ms. Hilde~"

"Are you plotting against me?"

Hilde's expression was filled with terrible anger.

"No, Hilde, he didn't betray you."

This was another voice that answered in Albert's stead.

"Wasn't that proven when you came here?"

"I know that group of old guys don't trust me, but I still didn't expect that they would have the nerve to join forces with outsiders..."

"Didn't Miss Jeanne tell you that I didn't lie to you, Miss Hilde?"

Albert walked out from the other side, his platinum suit still spotless.

"Yes, Hilde, it's just that I made a separate deal with him, that's all."

Jeanne drew her dagger from her waist and pointed it at Hilde.

Facing Jeanne standing in front of her, Hilde also raised the long sword made of psychic energy in her hand, "I never thought that in the end it would be you two who gave me such a big surprise..."

Then, a cruel smile appeared on Hilde's pretty face, giving it a unique beauty.

"In that case, Jeanne, haha, I've wanted to kill you for a long time!"

"Anytime!"

Chapter 120 I've always wanted to see your expression

Seeing the two people at loggerheads, Albert sat aside, took out the popcorn he had prepared in advance, and started eating it.

Just like the countless duels between masters that have been staged in human history, at the beginning of a fight, neither player will rashly attack first, but will observe the opponent while constantly moving, looking for flaws that will allow them to kill with one blow.

"trade?"

"I didn't expect that you, the so-called supervisor, can't even supervise yourself?"

"It's so sanctimonious that it's disgusting."

While the two men were circling with swords, Hilde couldn't help but taunt them.

"Really? Hilde, it was really embarrassing to see you panicking when I exposed your little secret."

Joan of Arc was unusually sharp-tongued; it seemed that there had been a long-standing grudge between the two of them.

"So what if you saw me? After all, the dead can't talk!"

As she spoke, Hilde had already planned to attack, but without any formal movements, she simply threw the psychic sword in her hand towards Joan of Arc like a spear.

"Despicable guy!"

The short sword slashed quickly, accurately neutralizing Hilde's attack, and the long sword was broken into pieces in the air.

"You still don't forget to comment even when you are about to die?!"

This brief contact was like the fuse that detonated a bomb. At the moment when Joan of Arc smashed the sword, Hilde attacked again.

Taking advantage of her petite body compared to Joan of Arc, Hilde's speed was astonishingly fast, and the movement of her body was like an arrow piercing the clouds.

The sound of metal clashing echoed in the enveloping swarm of bees. Hilde held a slender and swift sword in his hand, and his moves were as quick as thunderbolts. At the same time, his body movements were extremely graceful and beautiful. He dodged and shifted positions as naturally and flexibly as a highly skilled dance master.

Although there is only one person and one sword, the recipient can feel the momentum of thousands of troops.

"Ding! Ding! Dang! Dang!..."

The crisp sound of collision was as swift as drumbeats. Even though Joan of Arc was under Hilde's fierce attack, she did not panic at all and tried her best to resist every attack from the enemy from different directions.

"Can't you just die?"

Hilde's voice was filled with anger.

"peng!"

Joan of Arc seized the flaw in Hilde's changing attack rhythm and slashed at the relatively fragile blade of the Swift Sword. The golden sword light suddenly lit up, and the surging power instantly cut off the psychic sword in Hilde's hand.

Then he instantly twisted the sword and chopped it down. The power of faith condensed into a golden sword light that swept towards Hilde's body.

"Damn bastard!"

The moment the psychic sword was cut off, Hilde realized that he was in bad situation.

Her body tilted instantly, like a fish swimming in the turbulent waves, spinning and sliding along the waves, leaving a gray-white circular trajectory in the space.

When Joan of Arc swung her sword, Hilde had already reached her side.

The other hand thrust hard, and the psychic power turned into a short and sharp armor-piercing cone. The trajectory of movement was a circular closing trend, and the intersection was Joan of Arc's heart!

"Don't think about it!"

It was truly a fight between masters, both sides had a strong sense of battle. Facing Hilde's fatal move of turning defense into offense, Joan of Arc simply gave up the attack and let the force of the sword drive her body to roll forward.

"call--"

Joan of Arc stood up with the sword in hand and breathed a sigh of relief. The move just now was extremely dangerous. It was probably a flaw that Hilde deliberately set up.

"Shit luck."

Seeing that his attack missed, Hilde immediately withdrew his attack to avoid leaving too big a flaw.

After a wave of fighting, the two sides exchanged positions.

"Can't you just accept your death?"

"Don't waste my time here."

While Hilde was speaking to Joan of Arc, she glanced at Albert who was eating happily, and a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes.

"Although I don't know what deal you reached with Albert Hermes, all I am doing now is just fulfilling my promise."

Joan of Arc's eyes were determined. In fact, she was also thinking about what was going on. Since Hilde and Albert did not seem to be complete enemies, why did he want her to fight against them?

What good would this do Albert?

"Haha, a fool like you will probably never understand why you have to fight with me, right?"

Hilde laughed at Joan of Arc with sarcasm on her face.

"There's no terrible conspiracy or conflict of interest. The bastard behind you probably just wants to see us fight..."

At this time, Albert had to admit that Hilde really understood him.

"Don't think you're somebody, Joan of Arc. You're just a clown performing on the stage."

Facing Hilde's words, Joan of Arc also frowned slightly, and then she chose to retort, "What about you? Hilde, do you have any, what, circus animals that accompany the clowns in the performance?"

"call--"

"Now I'm afraid I have to admit something, Jeanne."

"Although you are indeed as stupid as a pig, you are unique in your ability to irritate me..."

"Do you know why I still want to fight you even though I was fooled?"

"Because I have long wanted to kill you, to kill you who has been obstructing me all this time. It is because of you that my plan has been delayed until today..."

As he spoke, he became more and more excited, with a variety of emotions intertwined in Hilde's eyes.

"Now is a golden opportunity. As long as you die here, in my hands to protect Albert Hermes, no one will have any reason to say anything..."

Hilde looked at Jeanne as if she were looking at a prey she was destined to kill.

"Hilde..."