Hyperdimensional anime starting from Warhammer

As the door closed, the screen lit up instantly—

"Well!"

Tendoki's eyes widened.

Don't get her wrong, she wasn't shocked because the person on the screen was the ruler of the area, nor was she shocked because standing next to him was someone she wanted to kill.

The reason was that her lips were suddenly blocked.

"Please everyone..."

The sound coming from the screen is stuck.

The owner of the voice was a girl who was a bit opposite to Tendo Mu in appearance. She was a beautiful girl in a pure white dress and silver hair.

If it were in ancient times, the other party could be described as a saint, and Tendou Mugen would be the opposite witch.

As for why Tendo Mugen couldn't speak now, it was because Yijie, who was sitting in his arms, retaliated against her teasing by forcibly taking her lips.

"Ahem, that President Tendo..."

When the Holy Emperor said this, Tiantong Mu saw the helpless expression on her face, because it seemed that she had no intention of paying any attention to him at all.

It’s not that she ignores it, but she can’t separate them now.

It seemed that her head was being held close to him in an ambiguous manner, but in reality, it was a hand that was holding her down and she couldn't break free.

In addition, even if she wanted to bite the other person, she couldn't do so because a finger of the hand holding the back of her head was pressing on her cheek, which just blocked her bite.

The presidents of the surrounding police companies all stood up and looked at him in astonishment the moment the Holy Emperor appeared, as they realized that the client was actually the Holy Emperor.

Of course, what was even more shocking was that she didn't stand up, and she did this in public, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

"Kisara~"

Sima Weizhi secretly gave a thumbs up to this mortal enemy, thinking it was awesome.

"This request is simple. I would like to instruct you to eliminate the gastrula that entered the Tokyo area yesterday and caused one infection. Furthermore, please properly retrieve the suitcase that was likely ingested by the gastrula."

The key to the mission lies in the suitcase.

The screen also revealed a silver box, but it was unknown what was inside.

But since they can gather so many experts in dealing with gastrula and pay them so much, it is obviously not a simple thing. Does this guy Mu Geng know what it is?

Sima Weizhi paid close attention to what this guy said about the plot being about to begin. It was obvious that he might know the content of today's commission and even what was in the box.

So, Sima Weizhi raised her hand——

"Miss Sima, is there any problem?"

"What's in the box?"

She said it seemingly so innocently.

She attended the meeting not to participate in taking back the box, but to join the meeting on the grounds that the arms dealer was providing sponsorship for the police officers present.

“Sorry, I can’t tell you that.”

The answer wasn't surprising at all, but she just kept asking it.

"Since our incompetent leader can't tell you, how about I tell everyone?"

The sudden interruption startled Sima Weizhi, who saw a strange man wearing a mask, a top hat, and a tuxedo sitting in an empty seat opposite the long oval table.

When did the other party come in?

I couldn't sense it at all, which shows how powerful it is.

He put his legs on the table, and suddenly bent his body in a way that seemed to defy gravity, and stood on the table.

The masked man just stood in the middle of the table and stared at the Holy Emperor on the screen, while Sima Weizhi glanced at Kisara out of the corner of his eye, and continued like this as if no one was around.

Moreover, Kisara had just seemed to be forced and unable to break free, but now he had given up struggling and might as well enjoy it.

Chapter 500: Black Technology, Mini Repulsion Shield

Sima Weizhi's eyes were no longer on the two people who were kissing as if no one was around.

By the way, this is no longer a kiss, it feels like a French kiss.

He looked at the uninvited person who was fighting at the table—

"Please state your name."

The Holy Emperor on the screen made an indifferent voice.

"excuse me"

After the other party bowed in a seemingly gentlemanly manner—

"Hiruko Yingyin, my name is, Your Highness, the incompetent leader. To be frank, I am your enemy."

After he said this, the police officers at the scene were already strongly dissatisfied with his arrogant attitude. Now that he had made such a clear stance, they were of course hostile to him. They all cast cold glances at him, and some even took out their weapons.

"Dad~"

The slightly cheerful voice startled Sima Weizhi again. A child ran over without her noticing and climbed onto the table to the side of the masked man.

"Little Binet, please introduce yourself to the incompetent leader."

"My name is Hiruko Kobinai, and I'm ten years old."

"Well, she is also my daughter and my initiator"

This combination is somewhat rare.

While the little girl was performing the skirt-lifting ceremony, Sima Weizhi also saw bloodstains on the scabbard on her waist.

Sima Weizi moved his nose slightly and smelled the blood coming from the door. He could imagine what the situation was with the guards outside.

Paying close attention to this initiator, Sima Miori noticed that when she looked at Kisara, her originally cheerful expression froze slightly and became a little alert.

This is to warn Mr. Ije, which means that the police officers present think he is the threat.

After all, this is normal. We saw this man clear such a large area yesterday, which proved that his strength is not at the same level as the police officers present.

While the Initiator was on guard here, he tilted his head, looking a little confused, not quite understanding what Mr. Kisara and Mr. Ize were doing.

"So what are you doing here?"

Questions from the Holy Emperor.

"What for? Of course I want to sign up for your event."

The words of this Leech Ying Yin made the Holy Emperor's face darken.

Sima Weizhi felt that the masked man must know what the box was and might tell him.

"Register for an event? What does that mean?"

"That's exactly what it says. Your incompetent Highness, don't you understand? The things inside the box—the legacy of the Seven Stars—will be ours."

Legacy of the Seven Stars – What is it?

Sima Weizhi searched through his memory but couldn't think of what important thing it was.

The police officers at the scene also asked questions in confusion.

"Oh? Don't you know? You're being entrusted with this mission without knowing it. It seems the incompetent leader is afraid that you'll know how dangerous the things inside are and will scare you."

After hearing these words, Sima Weizi saw that the Holy Emperor's expression became even uglier.

"What exactly is it? It wouldn't be fun to reveal it now. Let's set the rules of the game. Whoever gets the Seven Stars' legacy first will be the winner, and the stakes are the lives of everyone present."

It was a very arrogant declaration and an act of war that greatly angered the police officers on the scene.

So, there was someone who couldn't help but go up first. That was the guy who had just been humiliated by Kisara.

Holding a greatsword, he instantly leaped to the side of Leech Yingyin, and slashed over with the greatsword in his hand like a whirlwind.

With this kind of attack and angle, it seems that this man named Hiruko Yingyin has no way to escape and will inevitably be hit.

But a strange scene appeared. With a sound similar to thunder, the big sword was bounced away.

Sima Weizhi noticed that when the sword was about to hit, a blue light flashed between the sword and the masked man.

The blue light fades away so quickly that you might not notice it and think it's an illusion.

"General, step back!"

Under the order of the other party's president, the guy immediately retreated, and at the same time, most people pointed their guns at the masked man.

Such behavior made Sima Weizhi's face change drastically, these idiots!

She immediately kicked the chair away and moved behind Kisara's seat, that is, behind the man Kisara was sitting on.

At this moment, almost everyone opened fire at the same time. The deafening sound exploded in the room, and Sima Weizhi also noticed the more obvious blue light.

The opponent seemed to be able to release an energy shield to defend himself, and the bullets hitting it were reflected like the big sword.

Some people at the scene did not immediately realize that the bullets would rebound, so they frantically pulled the trigger and quickly emptied the magazines, causing bullets to fly all over the conference room.

The gunshots soon stopped, and many people groaned in pain. Some could not even groan because they were killed on the spot by bullets hitting the fatal area.

Especially the one who attacked with the big sword first. This guy was the worst off. There were many holes on his body, and it seemed that some of the bullets were specifically shot at him.

In fact, it looks like the other party did it on purpose.

It wasn't that the masked man was concerned because the other party was the first to attack. The reason was another point, that is, no bullets were fired from Sima Weizhi's area - the masked man deliberately prevented the bullets from bouncing back here!

It's not that he can stand still and accurately control the rebound direction of the protective shield, but that he himself has to move slightly to make the bullet rebound in other directions.

It is like a metal ball. Through some movement, the trajectory of the bullet hits different curved surfaces, and the reflection direction is also different.

In this way, the density of bullet rebound will definitely increase in some areas, causing the person who was holding the greatsword to be targeted.

Of course, Sima Weizhi was more concerned about what technology the masked man used to create a protective shield for himself.

By the way, could he be in cahoots with this Mr. Ije?

No, it shouldn’t be!

"What's this?"

"Protection shield? How is that possible?"

"This is a repulsive field. It's possible. To install the equipment, all we need to do is remove some of the body's internal organs and replace them with forged machinery."

The masked man's words reminded Sima Weizhi of a rumored army.

"Well, it looks like someone knows something. Yes, I'm Hiruko Kagetsugu from the former 787th Mechanized Special Unit of the Eastern Army of the Ground Self-Defense Force, part of the New Human Creation Project."

It is rumored that such a unit was created during the war against the protostomes.

However, because this involves transforming humans into half-biological, half-mechanical beings, which is extremely inhumane, relevant information has been almost erased.

"Then the game begins~"

After saying this, he suddenly bowed and took his leave, but not to the Holy Emperor, but to Sima Weizi.

To be more precise, he was bowing to the person in Kisara's arms.

Either they knew him or they realized that Mr. Ije was very dangerous.

"I'm very grateful for the opportunity to perform. I hope that the subsequent shows will attract you and encourage you to participate~"

After a very gentlemanly salute, he walked leisurely to the window with his initiator, broke it, and then both of them jumped out.

You know, this is a high-rise building!

However, since the other party dares to do this, it means that he has the ability to ensure his own safety.

Before the two disappeared——

"Dad, why are you being so polite to this woman? Although she looks a little dangerous, I don't think I can beat her."

"Yeah, but there are even better ones than her..."

The conversation between the two gradually faded away and became blurred and unclear.

At this moment, the conference room was so quiet that the only sounds left were some falling glass and some strange noises.