Is it really normal to contain these anomalies?

But after hearing the conditions stated by the minions, even the commander who had conducted dozens of containment operations could not help but frown slightly.

"..."

"First of all, I have to ask, how have we violated your taboos?"

"Hasn't our company been authorized to use heavy firepower?"

Damn...

The commander suddenly wanted to rub his brows.

It had been a long time since he had felt so annoyed.

After all, if this is really the case, there is no point in talking about maneuvering.

After all, these conditions... even without mentioning money and people, the most critical thing is that handing over these land-based units is an impossible task.

They are all KFA technology, which cannot be replicated, and their value may be more important than the lives of all of them.

"Of course the scope of the contract is limited, but the commotion you caused has overturned half of W's Nest..."

"They placed super-heavy firepower directly in front of civilians, and also created ▉▉▉ (an unnameable urban adjective, untranslatable)..."

"Do you know how long it will take us to deal with the aftermath?"

"The violation is so serious that we don't even need to issue a warning."

The minions are obviously not completely without confidence.

The commander understood everything, although he didn't know why, but now the leader seemed to have pinned the blame of summoning the World Devourer on them.

Before he could even think about reacting, the minion added in an extremely cold tone.

"Of course, I don't like beating around the bush. Just give me the answer directly."

"..."

Directly forcing the emperor to abdicate.

The commander was silent for a moment, then smiled.

"This is impossible."

"Think about it again? If that guy wasn't still watching, I could tear every one of you into pieces right now..."

The minions seemed to be making their final announcement, and a strong smell of blood could be heard from beneath their metal helmets.

Yes……

He couldn't understand why Ruda would let him deal with these ants, and why he had to exercise the utmost restraint...

The minion raised his modified right hand and glanced at everyone present.

It has been estimated to be completed.

56 humans whose physical stats do not exceed Level 3 Finishers.

30s...

enough.

326

Chapter 326 Resistance (Part )

"..."

For a moment, both sides fell into silence.

Talking broke?

The conversation fell apart...

The commander sighed inwardly.

But his hands supporting the console of the sandbox in front of him still made his body stand straighter.

And in the process.

He pressed a very inconspicuous switch quietly.

next second...

The minion was still standing there, and a four-sided barrier filled with mysteries appeared between him and the other minion.

What a genius...

What idiot in the Thaumaturgy Department would have the idea of installing a thaumaturgy device like the 'F-81K Space Device' in the command room?

It is obvious that if the other party has been able to break through layers of security and come to this place unimpeded, then there is no point in resisting. It is better to install a super bomb and die together before the secret is leaked.

but now……

It was the first time that he admired the geniuses in the Thaumaturgy Department of the Chinese branch so much.

I heard that they have been complaining about insufficient funds to their own Ministry of Finance every day, demanding back pay and increased funding. I didn't expect that it would really come in handy this time.

A series of space, time, and dimensions...

This cage can probably last for about 90 minutes. Although it can't completely solve the urgent problem, at least...

The commander took out his own cigarette and tried to light one for himself with a stern look.

He might want to go back and finish his work first.

but……

"Is this... thaumaturgy?"

"A novel weapon concept..."

"But is this all you can do?"

Something has changed...

Changes come faster than expected.

Just the next second after he chose to continue ignoring it, the commander suddenly turned his head in surprise.

And the figure standing on the other side of the world seemed to have seen through him.

That guy... his minions were stroking the border in front of him with their sharp claws, but the perceptive commander had already noticed that with a slight tremor in his prosthetic arm, a light blue serum had been injected into his body.

Light blue smoke seeped out from under the suit, as if the liquid injected into the body had vaporized the moment it entered this body.

Serum-W

Perhaps, it's not just the commander.

Even most of the employees of W Company were unaware that their own World Wing was conducting such research.

But these harsh potions, which were only used on W trains and level 5 employees, were being injected into this guy's body in large doses.

At this moment, he really was like a diesel engine driven by hot oil steam.

It's just a matter of breathing time.

Countless flickering blue claw marks appeared in space.

And he, under the witness of the commander, personally tore open the barrier that separated the world...

……

In the city.

Playing with the mysteries of the world in the palm of one's hand is the supreme privilege that belongs exclusively to the "leader", "spies" and "henchmen"...

No one can go beyond this, and they will not allow anyone to go beyond it.

"it's a pity……"

"Step aside!"

The commander, who had already reacted, realized that he had thought too simply.

The city is a huge abnormal organization. If we really calculate it by area and strength, they may be more powerful than most abnormal organizations we have faced in the past.

In front of him, the ceiling and floor made of tungsten steel were cut off in an instant, and the cables inside were not spared.

It was as if countless iron flowers were scattering before my eyes, electric wires were snapping and falling, and the control room was immediately plunged into the same darkness as the outside world...

Even the emergency power light didn't have time to react, the breath of death had already completely taken over the place.

All around were wounded soldiers groaning in pain...

The commander's finger on the gun moved to pull the trigger.

"I told you I'd break your throat the moment you lifted your first finger."

The sharp blade of the prosthetic limb was pressed against his throat.

"I've been patient enough. I advise you again... Stop challenging my bottom line, you bunch of trash..."

"..."

When did it get behind you?

This time, the commander's voice was really a little hoarse.

This might be the closest he has ever been to death... The reality stabilization anchor placed below the command room should have been operating stably at this moment, which means that the thing used by the other side is in line with the normal nature of this world.

So what to do now?

Judging from the unpredictable speed, even if I resist, my neck will be broken in the next moment.

"call……"

The commander took a deep breath.

He didn't say anything, but made the decision without hesitation.

Just think of him as the containment breacher 173 in the training manual. The ending is pretty much the same anyway...

"idiot!"

Seeing this reaction, the minions behind him finally couldn't help but curse.

How slow were ordinary humans' movements in front of him? Even the Level 1 Finishers didn't dare to resist during his execution.

But this guy...!

"Tear off his head and cervical vertebrae, and put it in the current storage box!"

Almost at the same moment the commander chose to resist, the minions' claws quickly tightened.

He simply couldn't understand the determination of these people, who were as if they were already dead.

But since he was seeking death, he would certainly help him...

boom!

The next second, a loud noise came from the dilapidated room.

But this is not what the Commander imagined...

The imagined pain of separation from the head did not come.

He was knocked away by the sudden impact, and before he even had time to react to the severe pain in his body, he heard the voice mixed with countless nervous voices.

"Fuck, fuck! I never thought I would actually do such a thing!"

It's the one from the Second Association...

The commander looked up, but his eyes, which were quickly filled with blood due to the violent collision, only saw smoke and a blue uniformed figure in front of him.

Liu Zheng, who was in his 40s, held the giant sword that had accompanied him for more than ten years in his career horizontally in front of him. While maintaining this alert posture, he also stared at the position of the minion in front of him who had just been knocked away by the giant sword.

That bastard isn't dead, he's definitely not dead.

The uncle was extremely confident, and the figure in the smoke before him did not disappoint him.

"Section Chief Liu, this isn't even considered bravery, this is just suicide."

A figure suddenly emerged from the smoke and dust.

The tungsten steel under his feet had been crushed, and his sharp claws hit the giant sword of the Second Association directly.