Star Dome Railway: The opening performance of Taixu Sword God

Xi'er rubbed her eyes and looked at the battlefield of the three giants of the train group attentively.

The original three people had now disappeared without a trace.

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Chapter 165 Come on, burn the museum!

"What about people?"

Xi'er looked around.

There are iron guards everywhere within a hundred meters, especially on Sambo's side, they have been packed into a ball.

Only then did Xier notice Jeppard, who was squatting on the ground and scrolling through his cell phone.

She walked over slowly, patted Geppard on the shoulder, and asked:

"Hey, weren't you looking at the three of them just now? Where are they?"

"Hello, hello, hello?"

Seeing that Jeppard was silent and had been squatting on the ground looking at his phone intently, Xier also looked at his screen.

on the screen.

The raging fire danced wildly like tongues of fire, and the black smoke broke through the clouds and went straight into the sky.

It looks like a video of a building on fire.

"Hey, are you still doing fire drills?" Xi'er found it interesting and laughed immediately.

But Jeppard remained silent, staring at his phone intently.

In the monstrous fire, a large number of people's cheeks were blackened by smoke, but they were still looking for water sources in an attempt to put out the fire.

A girl wearing glasses ran out of the fire in despair, with a look of disbelief on her face, her chest rising and falling, and she was breathing heavily.

"Hey, this person looks familiar."

Xi'er scratched her head, feeling like she had seen it somewhere before.

Immediately afterwards, another girl ran out of the fire, with three sections of silver curly hair hanging down her back, and her cheeks were equally dark.

An oil painting was tightly held in her arms.

"This woman also... wait, Bronya???"

Xi'er immediately took a deep breath and said in panic:

"What are you looking at? Where is this?!"

Jeppard still didn't speak, his expression was very ugly, and he seemed to be suppressing the anger in his chest.

……

"Chase! Cough cough cough... they are running over there!"

"Damn it, you're actually pretending to be an Iron Guard!!"

On the screen, the panting sounds of some Iron Guards could be heard.

Their silver-white helmets were blackened, and their clothes were more or less damaged.

The craftsmen in Belloberg who made the Iron Guard uniforms put most of their energy into their cold resistance. As for their fire resistance...

It really stretched my crotch a bit.

Many iron guards shuttled through the fire scene, some ran out carrying cultural relics, and some were chasing others. The scene was chaotic.

It was far more chaotic than it is now.

"What on earth... happened? Why did it become like this!"

Jeppard took a deep breath and kept his voice low:

"Someone set a fire in the museum and seemed to be disguised as the Iron Guard."

He stood up silently, stared at the chaos on the phone screen, and said in a heavy tone:

"The executive officers have gone back for reinforcements. I believe the fire can be controlled."

……

Belloberg, near the museum.

Fire shot into the sky.

A huge black and purple mecha flew from the skyline. With its giant hand raised, a white light curtain appeared, and a large amount of snow headed towards the raging fire.

Under the heat of the flames, the snow turned into scattered water and poured into the flames.

Immediately afterwards, countless ice arrows shot down like rain, covering the entire burning museum.

Over time.

The fire finally subsided.

Everyone stood outside the museum, looking at this desolate scene, and they were all speechless.

Cocolia stood at the front, staring at the curling black smoke with cold eyes.

Between the thin lips, he just uttered two words lightly, but they were loud and clear.

"Go check."

"Yes!!"

A group of iron guards took the order and quickly went down to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Above the sky, Heavenly Father is suspended there quietly.

In the cab.

Yan stared at the black smoke on the screen and opened his eyes wide:

"Damn it, this is a rebellion! If you even dare to attack the museum that symbolizes the history and culture of Beloberg, why don't you take advantage of the two guardians and their daughter!"

Dan Heng sat on the left side of Yan Huan with a solemn expression:

"The other party specifically took advantage of the absence of a large number of iron guards to act. It seems that it was planned for a long time."

March sat on the right side of Yan Huan and pulled the operating lever:

"I'm so pissed! Isn't the museum going to close now? Then what's the point of the three of us fighting for so long?!"

Under the control of March , Heavenly Father took out a firearm and fired continuously into the sky!

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-!!" Countless energy bullets poured out and shot into the sky.

It seemed that he was venting the anger in his heart.

In the cab, someone Yan quickly pressed March Qi’s hand:

"Holy crap, what are you doing! You were the one who said energy was expensive before, and now you're just shooting indiscriminately?"

"What's wrong, at worst, I'll repay the loan with you in the future! Shut up now!!"

"..."

Except for the huge behemoth going crazy in the sky, everyone below was extremely worried.

Oh my god, the museum was burned down.

Who is so arrogant? Isn't this a challenge to the city builders?

The Great Guardian and the Quasi-Great Guardian both regarded this museum as a thank you gift, and handed over the management rights to the heroes who saved the planet, allowing them to make money while lying down.

It's a good thing now. I'm afraid it's impossible for the museum to open in the short term. Even repairing it will be a big project.

I don’t even know how many cultural relics are left.

"It's so abominable...!"

Pella squatted on the ground, soaked the towel in the basin, then took off her glasses and put the wet towel on her face, wiping it while cursing:

"Even if you steal cultural relics, you actually burn down the museum! It's so audacious."

Bronya on the side also twisted the towel. There were still some water drops on the hair on her forehead. She had already washed her face:

"Pella, are you okay?"

"I'm okay, it's just these cultural relics... Hey, what is that light film on their surfaces?"

"?"

Bronya was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and also looked at the oil painting on the ground.

It was actually intact. In addition to Bronya's timely rescue, it seemed that the light film on the surface was also attributable to it.

"Hey, there are words on it."

After Pella put on her glasses again, she silently read the text above:

"The person who stole Yan's private property, your mother is dead."

"..."

At this time, Perla and Bronya looked at the other rescued cultural relics, which seemed to be intact.

After reporting this discovery to Cocolia, the Iron Guards once again entered the charred ruins of the museum.

Almost all the cultural relics inside that have not yet been taken out are well preserved.

The most amazing thing is that the surrounding area of ​​an oil painting was burned down, but its body is still suspended in the air, protected by a light curtain.

……

Among Clipperburg.

Cocolia sat there, her brows relaxed a little after hearing the news that the cultural relics were intact.

"Really? The executive officer is still very reliable in handling affairs."

March shouted to Yan Huan from below:

"Holy crap, are you so cautious? You really treat the museum as your private property!"

Yan put his hands behind his back and said proudly:

"How about it? Awesome, right? I bought these light films online. They are devices specially used to protect valuables on a certain planet. I can even check their location at any time."

Pella stood aside and shouted quickly:

"Then what are you waiting for? Quickly find where the lost cultural relics are, so that we can find the person who set the fire!"

"No."

"why?"

"because."

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Chapter 166: No matter what you think, the unreasonable things were all done by him.

"Why do you think so?"

Seeing that Yan stopped talking, Pella shook him and cursed:

"I hate the Riddler and the Broken Dog the most! You'd better tell me!!"

Yan was shaken around and looked at Pella in front of him awkwardly:

"Because there are no cultural relics lost at all."

"what?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Clipper Castle suddenly became a little quiet.

Everyone present was carefully chewing the meaning of Yan Huan's words.

Pella was a little unsure and said:

"Have you already seen it? No, you haven't even gone to the warehouse where the exhibits are temporarily stored. How did you know?"

Yan took out the tablet very skillfully and handed it to Pera to see:

"The light spots on the screen locate the positions of all the exhibits in the museum, and they all have serial numbers. At least from the day I came to the museum, none of the cultural relics owned by the museum have been lost, and they are all displayed on the screen. However, I don’t know what was lost before I came.”