Tyra, your ancestors are back!

They have their own claims—for example, claims to the subterranean Lateran, the legacy of some ancient and mysterious Precursor.

The diversion of Atlas and Lateran's attention to the outside world made this man aware of the so-called opportunity——

Chapter 351 Be Greedy When Others Are Fearful, Be Fearful When Others Are Greedy!

Greed is the nature of life - this is reflected in all aspects.

Predators do everything they can to tear and swallow more food from their prey before the contender arrives, and the fugitive always wants to take all he can with him... The merchant hopes to earn more wealth, the powerful Hope to have more power and fame——

Even in daily life, people can't avoid it-after all, even when playing games, some people will choose to take an extra knife or a gun, and then be beaten severely by an old thief named Hidetaka Miyazaki, Or be severely beaten by Pro brothers who are active in various games...

Most people forget one thing when they are "greedy" - do I have the right to be greedy? Do I have the ability to bear the price of failure if I am greedy?Maybe being greedy in the game is just a reloading of the file, but in reality...

Of course, our Mr. "Guru" is probably practicing the creed from Colombian investors...

As for whether he can bear the price, Gambling Dog has never cared about it...Anyway, he definitely can't afford it——

Therefore, when the Dongchuang incident happened, the insiders could only come up with a sentence like gambling a dog as a summary...

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Lateran underground secret place——

"It's so boring...G11——"

A tactical figure with orange hair and twin ponytails is shaking a drowsy white-haired figure vigorously. It seems that they have indeed been idle to a certain extent. Cards, flying chess, and battle flag models are scattered around the side. Waiting for a series of props to pass the time...

"Is there really a fool rushing here... rushing towards an auxiliary computing server—?"

"The main thing is to rush towards the body of the super AI body called Prometheus No. 17..."

Looking at his teammates who were getting dizzy from being shaken by himself, and had completely entered the sleepy standby state, UMP9 twitched the corner of his mouth—it seemed that he couldn't figure out why someone would go to a server group that couldn't answer any questions at all. ..

"It's useless even if you move it back to solve the data... It doesn't matter whether you can use this question or not... Even if you can use it, without authorization, you still won't make a move—"

Just when Ms. UMP9 was muttering, bored enough to start drawing graffiti on the sleepy G11, above the underground secret hall, the Pope's Hall fell into quite a mess——

Because most of the defenders were mobilized to the front line and the core meeting hall of the venue, as an equally important core building in Lateran, the defense force of the Pope's Hall was significantly weakened——

Although as the core building complex, all the administrative agencies of Lateran are concentrated in the center of the city, and they are not too far away from each other—but there is enough time for the defenders in other positions to react before rushing to the scene Let the intruder do a lot of things....

"Miss Lena—the upper floor of the Pope's Hall has been attacked. The enemy's firepower is very fierce. The guards and the executors of the notary office alone may not be able to resist this offensive.",

Commander Lateran in the upper hall naturally understood this truth, and he immediately contacted the "gatekeepers" who were in charge of guarding below—these intruders were using weapons similar to those of the forerunners, or rough imitations. ..

Simply pursuing the lethality, without considering its safety and stability - he has seen the weapons in the hands of this group explode, overheating and exploding due to continuous shooting, turning his own bombers upside down several times...

On the other hand, because under the protection of some kind of strange force field, even facing the bombardment of those plasmas, he was still unscathed...

But even though he got the strange "blood-locking plug-in", in the face of this menacing offensive, the commander still feels that it is more appropriate to shake people directly——

As the Lateran commander guarding the pope's hall, this elderly Sakota man naturally learned the true identities of the two "young girls" guarding the underground from His Excellency the Pope—

To use the common saying in Terra's academia - only the technology of the ancient golden age can fight against the technology of the ancient golden age... So of course, Mr. Commander called that Miss Lena...

Use "magic" to defeat "magic", use authentic products to beat up fakes...

"I see—uncle, you don't have to resist too fiercely. You deliberately retreat and let them in, and leave the rest to us~"

As soon as UMP9 in the underground secret room heard that it was coming to life, it immediately tensed up excitedly, and began to shake G11 vigorously beside it——

"Hey, hey - G11? G11! Don't sleep, come alive!"

UMP9, who vigorously shook the latter to wake him up, looked at the slightly confused companion who opened his eyes and pointed to the gate, and a lot of hurried footsteps were approaching here——

"oh oh!"

The dazed white-haired figure rubbed her eyes, and gradually regained her composure. She was also refreshed when she heard that she was finally able to do business...

"Are we going to wipe out all——UMP9?"

Miss Dormouse, who didn't seem to intend to stay behind, jumped onto the Thor's Hammer power armor, and asked her companion by the way——

"Oh, yes—we need to catch a few alive guys and help us find the behind-the-scenes commander of this faction. According to Ms. Wilwe's guess, they may be related to the two factions in the Chernoborg turmoil in the past. ..”

"The Apocalypse Sect that the pagan lady once belonged to... Or is it the day of calling the heart directed by that abnormal guy?"

After docking with the Power Armor, G11 tilted his head.

"I don't know—the commander's guess is the former, and the leaders of the latter are all dead. Even if their organization hasn't collapsed, it's time to recuperate for a while..."

Miss UMP9 shrugged, activated her power armor, and picked up the weapon beside her...

"Those Apocalypse Churches—well, they're really everywhere..."

G11 carefully inspected the heavy bolter in her hand, until she confirmed that the weapon has been properly maintained...

"Who knows—I've seen the news from my companions in New Alaska on the Humanoid Anonymous Forum. They've been complaining recently that some crazy guys are trying to attack the industrial area in the end..."

"And during the attack, he shouted strange words like blasphemy against the gods..."

"What a strange human being... To them, our civilization is at most the forerunner and ancestor of this generation... Why do some people regard the things of our era as gods—"

G11 looked at the door of the secret room that was gradually opening, and put his finger on the trigger——

"Who knows—maybe the end of science is the magic stick? In short, remember to leave one, the AR team and the others have been waiting for news from us."

UMP9 said he remembered to keep alive, but his hand pulled the trigger first... The bright blue light of the plasma weapon instantly illuminated the somewhat dim underground sanctuary...

Chapter 352 This timing is very good, and I have the advantage in this wave!

The Squad Commander of the Apocalypse Order feels very bad...very very bad—

The timing of the attack by the troops of the religious order was actually very good, and it can be regarded as a surprise attack in a certain sense——

When they attacked here, it happened that shortly after the order for a full-scale counterattack was issued, most of the troops were temporarily transferred to the front line, just when the defense was empty, and the troops below were just changing defense from the front. To fill this gap...

From the very beginning, this should be a good thing - the commander of the other side got rid of the initial resistance, and the subsequent retreat was very decisive...

Of course, the squad commander of the religious order also understood that the Lateran's retreat would only be temporary, and if they didn't act quickly, they would face fierce counterattacks from the internal defenders who had regained their senses.

Driven by the tension brought by time, the commander instinctively ignored the "abnormality" that the guards guarding the Pope's hall gave it up to the intruders without any loss of personnel, or that the latter simply Too late to think about——

Seeing the retreat of the defenders, he immediately issued an order to search for the gate to enter the Lateran underground secret room, and found the entrance not long after...

And this series of actions, driven by recklessness, nervousness, and even some ecstasy, naturally ushered in the due "end"——

As the gate of the underground sanctuary was opened, the entire intruder team filed in and began to search for the rumored heritage of the medieval civilization... and when everyone turned their attention to this empty underground building, who They didn't even notice that when they came, they were closing quietly——

Accompanied by the dull clicking sound, everyone looked back in astonishment at the slammed closed door behind them. Anxiety and fear gradually began to occupy the place in their brains that originally belonged to joy... and before they could do anything else In response, all the lights in the already dark underground secret room were turned off...

Huh—hiss—

The unknown sound of heavy breathing echoed in the darkness. Accompanied by heavy steps, the rippling echoes from the empty secret room made it impossible for the intruder to determine the specific location of the latter, or even the approximate range...

"Crack-"

In the team of intruders, someone took out an Originium lighter and a flashlight, trying to illuminate the surrounding environment and relieve the weird and depressing atmosphere in the darkness—and the response it received was extremely simple,

"Bang——"* This is a crisp gunshot.

The bright flame from the Originium lighter illuminated the face of the light bearer, and then, under everyone's gaze, his head was reduced to a pool of mud, and a bomb almost the size of a grenade passed through his head, It exploded like a high-speed bullet passing through a watermelon.

The Originium lighter that illuminated the surroundings fell to the ground, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

"It is forbidden to talk about "light" here—"

An emotionless electronic sound echoed in the secret room——and among the intruders, it seemed that some people did not believe in evil, or they thought they were smart enough to take out a flashlight and turn it on to illuminate the surroundings, as if they wanted to find out the sound the master....

In the panic, he did see a vague figure, a "huge" figure nearly 2 and a half meters high in front of everyone, and then he was greeted with the same ending as the former one——

boom--

"Because this is where we strangle the light..."

And another voice that also did not have any emotional fluctuations also responded. The double voice echoed in the room, as if it was expressing some old-age drama, and the response without a trace of emotion made everyone on the field Feeling creepy, the team commander standing next to the teammate holding the flashlight can even clearly feel the warm residue splashed on his face from the former's exploded head...

Maybe blood, maybe brain matter?Who knows—nobody cares anymore, because out of the darkness, a hideous smiling face with a red light is screaming and rushing toward them—

Those who unfortunately fell into the latter's mouth let out a shrill scream, followed by a fearful chewing sound that challenged the rationality of the intruders. The sound of the bones being chewed seemed clearly visible...

...

【This illusion generator is really easy to use...】

Looking at some unlucky guys who were actually knocked out by themselves, or the lucky ones, ump9 and g11 shrugged - these guys who were knocked out will probably appear in court as "witnesses" later, and the rest Well, they were not so lucky...

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"It's been 15 minutes—"

M16 looked at his mechanical watch with some dissatisfaction—the nostalgic dolls like to keep certain small props that were considered old times in the past. Although they are very old, they are indeed reliable...

"What are the two guys from Team 9, UMP11 and G404, doing in the underground secret room? Eliminate that team, and capture a certain core figure to make him speak. Is there such trouble?"

M16, who didn't know what method the friendly troops in the distance below took, complained with some dissatisfaction——

"Wait a little longer—there's no hurry."

And Tallulah shook her head, and discussed with the people on the side—this is a small team formed by the military attaches of the Ten Thousand Nations Delegation who are free and willing to help Lateran.. .

She and the other members of the team looked at each other, and the latter just shook their heads, indicating that they were not in a hurry - after all, they were in this city and couldn't escape.

.....

"Hey hey hey—is the old alcoholic doll from the AR team there?!"

With M16's mechanical watch pointing to the twenty-point position, the communication from Miss UMP9 connected to her channel...

"...It's me, M16—UMP9, did you get the news?"

"It's about the same—it took some small tricks~ They are willing to lead the way for us now~ Just pay attention, the "smell" on them may be a bit strong?"

"Willing to lead the way for us? UMP9, are you sure this is not a trap or a trick?"

Not caring about the second half of UMP9's sentence, M16 frowned slightly.

"It's all said - we used a little special "little trick", probably the SAN value is zeroed or something... As long as you don't care about the smell on them, I have already sent them out, yourselves Let's pick it up~"

"Aren't you going to participate in this operation? You shouldn't have any missions scheduled for the future, right?"

"No - we still have to clean up the underground sanitation... Otherwise, Miss Prometheus No. 17 will probably give me a special big-eared melon seed..."

UMP9 shook his head in the underground secret room, the light has been restored here - the "prank" on the spur of the moment with G11 is surprisingly good... It should even be said that it is a bit too good...

Excluding the inevitable corpses, blood, and broken brains... There is also some excrement that should appear in the bathroom....

Of course, those unlucky bastards who have been tortured to the point of insanity, what you say they should do, have been invited out——

"Ah... I almost forgot to tell the alcoholic in the AR team - remember to kill this group of people after the incident - they have been scared out of their minds..."

Chapter 353 The Division Blockade, Boy!

Upper Rutland City——

Guarding the flaming sword of the Garden of Eden, burning the sky fire of Sodom - the myth of the ancient times will not be forgotten as time goes by, because it has carved its own mark on the world...

The ray of skylight on the gloomy skyline is at this moment marking the final decision for victory or defeat——

As Alice said, the liquefied source gas diffused in area B is the most advanced combustion accelerant for Kevin—or the great sword of robbery...

The flames are converging, the flames are jubilant—this area is burning, and the strange flames are like snakes running around the ground, walls and ruins, converging towards the center...

"It is detected that the source stone pollution on the surrounding surface is decreasing, and there is another index that can be reduced to a concentration that can be used by a standard Terran for temporary activities."

There were no Lateran people who went deep into area B, and at a glance, all of them were all tactical figures——

The latter received an order from the MDR at this moment, suspended their advance, and began to build fortifications on the spot—the dolls are not interested in participating in the duel between Mr. Kevin and the eight Void Demons...

"What about the underground part?"

AA12, with a lollipop in its mouth, casually asked the doll next to him with a testing device——

"Underground part? It's still the same - lethal dose. A standard Terran will become a severe source of malignant Originium Disease within an hour without any treatment."

"The underground area near here is the largest residential gas storage point in Rutland. The big explosion caused all the storage tanks there to leak, and the leakage in this part of the underground will continue to seep to the surface."

"I've already submitted a detailed report - Mr. Kevin's strike can temporarily clean up the pollution on the surface, but the underground part may be a big problem..."

"Sir Kevin can indeed draw out that kind of origin stone liquefied gas, but the entire eastern city of Lateran will be directly vaporized by the great sword of robbery..."

The doll holding the device shook its head——