Terra's Magnetic Field

They went from store to store asking if anyone had seen the Archangel, but most people here didn't pay attention to who passed by them. Some people were already dissatisfied with the security managers, so naturally they couldn't get anything out of them.

Franka walked into the Sakota specialty store, while Razer and Knife stood outside the door and watched. Franka was the softest among them and would not alert the other party, so she was the one to do the questioning.

When Franca entered the room, she deliberately smoothed the hem of her coat, trying to hide the foldable thermite sword stored at her waist. This was a new piece of equipment she had customized from Thor Industries, for self-defense during patrols in the city, sacrificing destructive power and durability in exchange for portability.

"Um...I want to ask if you have ever seen the Archangel passing by here?" Franka asked in an awkward manner.

"Has anything happened on Rhodes Island recently?" The fallen angel asked back, then said:

"First, there was a large-scale power outage that started last night, and now someone is tracking down the whereabouts of a high-level elite operator... This is really..." She hesitated to speak.

"Nothing happened on Rhodes Island. If anything happens, Dr. Kal'tsit will inform us. You just need to answer whether you have seen Exia."

"No~" The fallen angel smiled at her, fiddling with the shotgun in his hand proudly.

“If possible, it will be convenient for us to inspect the store.

"Franca stared at the dressing room in the store, her intuition told her what was there.

"It's inconvenient," the fallen angel ordered them to leave. She held her chin with one hand, her eyes colder than before, "You should know that plainclothes people like you are the least welcome here. If I let you in and wander around, who knows what people around here will say about me? Can I still do business?"

"You..." Franca forced a smile. She couldn't let her emotions show.

Just as she was about to pull out her ID to force a search of the place, Knife came over and blocked half of her body, smiling and saying to the fallen angel:

"Excuse me, it seems that this place doesn't have what we are looking for, we will leave now..."

After saying that, Knife dragged Franka out of the door. He glanced at the plastic model who was stripped naked and obviously realized something.

"Knife, what are you doing? How dare you treat Franka like this!" Razer rushed forward and pulled Knife's offending hand away from Franka's big tail. He had just grabbed Franka's tail and walked out of the door...

"Yeah..." Franka was also very confused, "Why don't you let me continue searching?"

Knife looked around at the bustling crowd and frowned.

"Because the Angelus is really inside. I smell her scent... and this place is not suitable for fighting. A gunfight would be very troublesome, and the panic of the crowd would cause mass deaths."

"Exiac is in a state of extreme anxiety. Her crazy behavior is to offset the uneasiness in her heart. If she is really hiding in there, and we forcefully contact her to arrest her, what do you think will happen? First Blood? You should have all seen that movie. Do you believe me when I say she will turn into Rambo?"

"Don't alert the snake, but lure it out of its hole..."

knife's words are earnest and meaningful.

That’s all for today.

Postscript: Attached is a picture of Lafite's image in the previous book. She used to be quite sharp and had a more queenly look, but this book's character is much softer. She was almost a happy lunatic in the previous book. The feeling of her image change is a bit like the villain Yin Zhong in "Water Moon Cave" who did all kinds of evil and became a good guy in the sequel "Legend of the Spirit Mirror"...

Can you imagine the scene where Wanbao completely loses his domineering thoughts and becomes a kind elder?

Chapter 360: The despicable Knife attempted to use the Crouching King Style to sneak attack Aneng, and Razer was tortured

"Archangel, please come with us. You should know the reason..." Razer said this to Archangel while standing in front of the alley. She nimbly pulled out her pistol for self-defense and pointed the muzzle at Archangel. She was confident that she could hit her with one shot at this distance.

"I don't want to use force if I can help it."

"Oh?...Have you been following me? And you didn't make a move until we were in a deserted place?" The newly-dressed Archangel glanced around and looked at Razer, "Gun? Let's not talk about where you got this gun, but it's not a wise move to point it at me."

She pointed at the gun in Razer's hand, with a look of contempt, as if she didn't take him seriously at all. She wasn't looking at a life of equal status, but just at a poor little reptile.

"Your behavior is like a mortal spitting at a god. It has no effect other than angering the god. If I were you, I would throw away that thing and kneel down to worship the god. If you kneel down now and let me go, I can still let you and the woman hiding in the corner behind you live."

Angelica moved her hand toward the left rear of Razer. Apparently, she had discovered Franka hiding behind him. Her power was so strong now that even with her eyes closed, she could sense all the lives and things that might threaten her within a hundred miles.

Angel Pressure Value: 68%

Franka originally wanted to cooperate with Razer to ambush the Angel of Exorcism, but since she had been discovered, there was no need to hide any longer. She simply walked out from the corner behind Razer, holding the fully extended thermite sword. The flames wrapped around the sword were particularly bright in the dim alley, and just by looking at the light, one could guess how hot the thing was.

"Only two of you?... How arrogant. Precious, you actually think that you two trash can stop me?" Angelica didn't want to waste any more words. She swung the crowbar in her hand a few times and rushed forward, doing what her current body could do.

"Electric current push?!"

When Razer saw that the crowbar of Angel Exia was wrapped with a little electric current, she judged that the opponent had the strength of [Electric Current Push], and quickly crossed her arms to use her body strength to resist. But when Angel Exia's crowbar hit her arm, she felt a piercing pain! It made her, who had the strength of [130,000 horses], feel the pain worse than death!

Yes, Angelica now only has the power of [electric current propulsion], and her body can't even [rotate the magnetic field]. But with her extremely high ultimate cultivation and the assistance of her special abilities, she can [destroy] the power of her Razer that is far stronger than hers!

Use the crowbar as a medium to channel power into the opponent's body, and use the exquisite power to control the cells to destroy the opponent, causing injuries that cannot be recovered immediately even by cell reorganization.

"Haha!" Angel pulled back the crowbar with a wicked smile. She lifted the crowbar back and was ready for the next attack!

"How can I let you succeed!" Franka had already rushed in front of Angel Exia. She protected the Razer and slashed at Angel Exia's face with the fully charged thermite sword mercilessly. This strongest blow strengthened by her [110,000 Horsepower] strength could instantly melt the outer armor of Thor Industries' space shuttle cabin!

BANG!!! ——————————

The crisp sound of metal colliding echoed in the alley. The angels only fought briefly.

She then retreated to avoid it. Could it be that Franka's attack was so powerful that even she had to avoid it?

"Is it still too much?" Exia lifted the crowbar that had just collided with the thermite sword. Half of the head of the crowbar was vaporized by the high temperature. If it had been one second longer, Franka could have cut Exia in half from shoulder to waist!

Sparks of electric current danced at the fingertips of the Archangel, and the energy was quickly transferred to the crowbar. In just a few strokes, the thing was transformed into a brand new one, and its hardness was much stronger than before.

“Matter reorganization...how is it possible...?” Franka’s face suddenly changed, and the smug smile of victory just now disappeared. The Archangel did something unimaginable in front of her.

"Using electric current to drive the reorganization of matter?" Razer also found it difficult to accept what was happening in front of him. Seeing that Archangel Exiah's expression seemed quite relaxed?

[Matter Reorganization] This is the embodiment of the control of power by the magnetic field ability. The magnetic field power is used to manipulate microscopic matter to change the shape and structure of objects, and to transform back and forth between different substances. Those who have reached the pinnacle can even create things out of thin air and [create life] with power, just like the gods in ancient mythology.

For Razer and Franka, the matter reorganization is still too difficult to understand, but for Rafi, this is a method she has long been tired of.

She could build a city in the desert with just a thought, turn dry sand into an oasis, and turn sand into water. She even created the [Sakta] race based on herself... So to the Sakta, she is truly the [God of Creation].

"Do you find it incredible? Then worship me, and then... die!"

Angelica rushed forward again. This time, after understanding the opponent's strength, she no longer held back. Although the force she exerted was still only [Electric Current Push], the angle and accuracy of the attack were much more tricky than before.

Razer and Franka had never seen such a thing before. They were beaten by the crowbar of the Angel of Exorcism in just a few moves. Razer didn't even have time to fire a single bullet, and one of her horns was directly smashed!

If Saria knew about this situation, she would definitely be grateful for her foresight, right? Fortunately, I didn't come to work today...

"Nothing more than that..." Angel of Power commented as he looked at the two dazed creatures on the ground.

Applause came from behind her, shocking her so much that her body trembled!

"Who?!" The Angel of Power turned around and saw a black-haired young man, Lupert, clapping against the wall. Why didn't she feel anything just now?

The young man had an average look. There was nothing outstanding about him, but he wasn't ugly either. He was the type that would disappear when you passed by and looked back.

At this moment, he was like a ghost, appearing suddenly and silently, giving the Archangel a feeling of horror.

"When were you here?" asked the Archangel.

"I've always been here... maybe I'm just too weak for you to notice."

The young man first looked at Razer and Franka lying on the ground, then smiled at the Angel of Exia:

"You're pretty good at fighting, huh? I'm your fan, Aneng. I've used your photos to generate electricity, but your body is really nothing, so it's not very practical. You Sakota girls are all skinny, as thin as chopsticks. Is there really anyone who would desire chopsticks? Among the women on the island, I like Heijie the most. She has a first-rate figure and sexy waistline. By the way, do you have a favorite boy? Who do you think has the best figure among the male operators on the island? I personally think it's SilverGray."

"Disgusting and stupid, why would I answer such a question?" Angel shook the crowbar, tilted his head slightly, and said coldly:

"Boy, what you just said completely pissed me off. I will give you an absolutely painful death! I will use a crowbar to break every bone in your body one by one!"

"Oh..." Knife took a breath and said calmly:

"very scary……"

And said:

"Your fierce look reminds me of your nominal sister. She is also very fierce and keeps yelling about killing someone, so she is not very popular. But teasing her is also fun. When she gets fierce, she looks like a Chihuahua. If you tease her a little, she will chase and bite people, but she will really bite people to death. It's scary, isn't it?"

"You talk too much nonsense!" Archangel didn't understand why, although he hated this guy, he wanted to listen to him continue talking.

"In short, although I have no grudge against you, Kal'tsit will deduct my salary if I let you go directly, which is very difficult to deal with, you know? After all, you are a diligent member of society, and working is a painful thing no matter what era it is... Can't you let me kill you casually? You see, I will be off work in more than ten minutes, and I don't want to delay my lunch time because of this. I want to eat green pepper beef rice today."

Knife pulled out a folding dagger from his dark brown windbreaker jacket. This thing looked like a cheap item that could be found anywhere on the street. Was he going to use this thing to fight Exia?

"It was quite sloppy. I bought this knife at a street stall on my way to work the day before yesterday. I just randomly gave it the code name Knife. This knife cost me dozens of Longmen coins. The vendor said it was forged with a special process, but it doesn't seem reliable, does it?"

Knife reached out and flicked the blade, which shook and made a strange noise. He quickly shook his head after hearing it.

“Too crispy!”

"I should go find a professional master to make a magic weapon, like the Tianlei Huolin and Tianxia Shijie... It seems that if you want to become famous in this land, you need a weapon that is handy. Although I don't care, the famous sword god

There is no difference between a soldier and an ordinary iron kitchen knife in my hands. I actually can’t fight at all.”

Knife saw Archangel waving the crowbar impatiently, so he pretended to turn the dagger in his hand back and forth, and after a few turns, his hand shook and dropped the dagger to the ground.

"Haha..." He laughed awkwardly, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, I'm really clumsy."

"Let me pick this thing up..." Knife really bent down to pick up the dagger in front of Archangel, looking defenseless.

"What is that guy doing... why am I starting to feel uneasy?"

The angel's feelings did not betray her.

The moment Knife bent over and grasped the hilt of the dagger, his figure disappeared from the spot, and his movement was so fast that it left an afterimage in the pupils of the Angel of Power. The Angel of Power quickly raised the crowbar to resist. In such a fast situation, wisdom and tactics were useless. She just followed her instinct to defend.

Bang————————

The sound of metal colliding echoed in the alley again.

"Oh?...Your reaction is really quick," the knife blade was against the middle of Archangel's crowbar. He held the knife with one hand to suppress the crowbar held by Archangel with both hands, looking very comfortable with it.

The power of his attack just now was just [electric current push]

"You bastard are so despicable!" Archangel gritted his teeth and resisted Knife's one-handed suppression.

He actually resorted to such a despicable method as sneak attack? This is something a strong person would never do! This is... This is the Wo Wang Style!

"All's fair in war. People with martial virtues and integrity die quickly in this land. I'm the kind of person who will do anything to win."

"Then why do you only use electricity to propel it? Your power should be more than that, right?!"

"Your body can only be propelled by electric current, right? If I use the magnetic field to rotate, it would be too much of an abuse, so I'll just use electric current to play with you. [Gambling] is only interesting when both parties have the same chips..."

"This is not a very martial virtue. What a weird person..."

A battle was quietly taking place in a deserted alley in Rhode Island.

That’s all for today.

Chapter 361 Wan, My Love

I have existed in this world for a long time. When I was born, I was surrounded by a wilderness. I walked there naked as a newborn. Everything made me feel new and ecstatic... I ran breathlessly on the barren land, letting the surrounding scenery move quickly, and unknowingly shedding hot tears. This is a symbol of [intellect].

I am a child of the wilderness, a descendant of the earth, born from this land... Many years later, I have more than a dozen brothers and sisters. They are not related to me by blood, but we have developed some feelings for each other after spending a long time together. But I am a cold-hearted person, so I am afraid that no matter who dies, it will not affect me, right? Don't you think so? Wan...

You are a woman with a bad temper. You are rude, unreasonable, vicious and cruel. You can do anything to achieve your goal, even kill anyone, which I can't do... So in the end, you ruled the world and trampled us [losers] under your feet. There is no doubt that you won the [gamble].

So, will you be as indifferent to the death of people around you as I am? If I die one day like everyone else, will you cry for me?

No way...my sister...my...

Lover

BGM: "The Singer of the End"

Your strength is just to cover up the deepest fragility and inferiority in your heart. The environment you grew up in forced you to become strong. You are jealous of the love that was taken away from you, so when you grow up, you are strong and madly oppress and plunder everything around you, suppressing and trampling everything under your feet! Even God and Heaven are afraid!

You went crazy trying to be the strongest in the world, but in the end you still lost...

Even though you later established the world's largest and most powerful empire, ruled over all the people in the world, were admired and worshipped by countless people, and were praised and loved by countless poets and talented people.

But I know that on that rainy night, you still lost when you were kneeling in front of your mother's grave.

In the end, you didn't win her respect and love. Your mother still thought you were an evil and hopeless villain until the moment of her death. She only loved Nian until her death. You will never hear her say the three words "I love you"...

Oh... how pathetic... Isn't it just to win your mother's approval that you have been strong all your life? If you can't get this, then what's the point of being strong?

Later, you spit and cursed at your mother's grave, trying to reason with the dead her, but no matter how earth-shattering your shouts were, how loudly you shouted, even until the tombstone shattered, she would no longer respond to you.

No matter how you reason, no matter how reasonable your words are, she will not say a word to you... Never again... You know that this is a game you can never win, no matter how [strong] or [dominant] you are...

You kept shouting until late at night, and finally knelt on the muddy ground with no energy, totally disregarding your image as an emperor. That was the first time I saw you look lost, and the thick tail behind you was like a deflated rubber sleeve.

well………………………

I walked to your side holding an umbrella, shielding you from the rain. But your remaining dignity and stubbornness did not allow me to do so. You could not accept being given alms by others in front of your mother's grave, so you raised your tail and blew my umbrella away, venting your nameless anger and endless sorrow on me.

You repeated the abuse you had said to your mother, unreasonably pinned me down and beat me with your fists.

I didn't feel much when the fist hit my body, because it was not driven by murderous intent or domineering thoughts. How could such a fist hurt me?

"That's enough... This doesn't have to happen anymore..."

I said this at the time, and this sentence destroyed the last bit of stubbornness in your heart and exposed the weakness in your heart.

Later you cried, howling loudly in the heavy rain. You once said that you had not cried since you were three years old, so that night it seemed as if you wanted to shed all the tears that had accumulated for decades, letting the rain and tears blur your face.