The Flames of Misfortune?
Kerristan?
The captain and the adjutant revealed completely incomprehensible expressions. The man named Kerristan laughed loudly, "Are you stunned? No wonder. After all, it's impossible for you, the inhabitants of the Material World, to have heard of my name. That's not surprising. It doesn't matter. You can use your own eyes to witness my great power. In a way, I'm closer to His Highness Archimedes than the Three Giants. It's like I'm his shadow. "
Obviously, the two of them didn't know who Asmead was.
Kerristan raised his hand, and the faces on his armor actually rolled their eyes. These eyeballs were like living creatures, emitting a strange and evil light. Then, the mouths of each face lit up, and then sparks sprayed out from them. These sparks landed on the soldiers lying on the stairs, at the feet of the captain and the adjutant. The sparks landed on their clothes and sank down. Suddenly, the bodies of the soldiers lying on the ground lit up with red patterns of light. The captain's heart was in turmoil. Those weren't light patterns, but the blood vessels of the human body. The soldiers' blood vessels lit up one after another. This phenomenon only lasted for a few seconds. When the red light disappeared, their bodies began to twist unconsciously, twisting unnaturally like the boy. There was even the sound of flesh cracking and bones shattering because of the dislocation of their joints.
After twisting, their limbs began to expand again, like inflating balloons. In the end, these "balloons" all exploded, and in the mist of blood, monsters began to stretch their bodies. Their bodies were only the size of a human body at first, but soon, their flesh and blood flew at a visible speed and grew rapidly. When they looked at the captain with cold and heartless eyes, the captain heard the adjutant scream miserably.
He turned around and saw that the black adjutant's magic energy rifle had fallen to the ground. The gun he cherished so much had now been crushed by his own foot. The adjutant's hand was twisting back uncontrollably, and the captain heard the sound of bones breaking from his body.
"No, no!" The captain hurriedly pressed down on the adjutant's uncontrollable arm, hoping to pull them back.
The adjutant shouted, "Get out of here, don't worry about me! Captain, let's go. "
He pushed the captain away with all his might, but he fell to the ground. His hands and feet were no longer listening to him, and he was twisting in a strange posture. His body began to swell, and his neck was swollen like a bullfrog. The captain looked at him and shook his head. Finally, he roared and ran up the stairs as fast as he could. The few Fire Horned Demons beside Kalystan wanted to chase after him, but the king raised his hand and stopped them. "Let him go. He will bring more people with him to serve as a medium for me to spread disaster."
At that moment, the adjutant exploded on the stairs. Amidst the blood mist, a newborn Fire Horned Demon stood up. Kelistan laughed and said, "Lock down the base and get ready to welcome our lovely guests."
He turned and walked down the stairs.
He didn't walk very fast, but with a single step, he disappeared from where he stood. A moment later, Kalystan appeared at the lowest level of the base. This was a large hall. The space was huge, equivalent to two football fields. Countless cultivation tanks were neatly arranged in the hall, and in each cultivation tank floated an almost perfect body. Regardless of whether it was a man or a woman, their body proportions were perfect. In the intelligence system's data, these people's muscle strength, skin toughness, body strength, as well as reflexes, all of these qualities were two times, or even three times higher than that of an ordinary human.
This huge hall was filled with these cultivation tanks. If these people were given weapons, then this would be an army.
The hall was not completely dark. At the lowest level of the base, there was electricity. Otherwise, the cultivation tanks would have stopped working long ago, and the people inside would have suffocated to death in an unconscious state. Right now, these people were all curled up like babies in their mothers\ 'wombs. Some of them even had faint smiles on their faces, as if they were dreaming. However, they would never know that outside the cultivation tank was the worst nightmare.
Kalystan stood in front of a cultivation tank. The wall of the tank reflected his face. He narrowed his eyes and looked at a beautiful woman inside. He smiled and said, "I really hope you guys wake up soon."
Then he walked forward.
In the depths of the hall, there was a blazing fire. After passing through countless cultivation tanks, Kalystan saw a large door. The door towered above the ground, almost reaching the dome. The door was tightly shut, and every line on it emitted a fiery light.
Flaming Door!
In front of the door, on an iron throne made of molten steel sat a man with his eyes closed. Kalystan walked up to the throne, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully, "I have already followed your orders and purposely released a human, Your Highness Archimedes."
Only then did the man sitting on the iron throne open his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, his eye sockets were unexpectedly pitch-black. Then, just like the night sky that gradually dispersed, the whites of his eyes rising from the darkness. Finally, a pair of indifferent eyes looked towards the sovereign below the throne. "Humans really are a type of creature that is hard to understand. They have all sorts of inferior traits, yet they yearn for perfection. They like to entrust their own wishes that cannot be fulfilled onto their own creations. "
Kalystan added, "When I saw those so-called clone people, I was also shocked. In all of the civilizations I have seen, there has never been a life form that imitated their own bodies."
"When I discovered this base, oh, let\'s put it this way. It should be that when Archimedes discovered this base, those clone people hadn\'t been nurtured yet. It should be that the humans of the old era planned to hide this clone army, waiting for the right time to make use of it. Kalystan, have you done an inventory? "
"Yes, Your Highness."
Kalystan raised his head and said, "After an inventory, there are around thirty thousand clone people in this base. They are excellent materials, and I can directly convert them into mid to high-level combat units. As long as you are willing, there will immediately be an army fighting for you. "
"Only thirty thousand … That\'s too little. But it doesn\'t matter. The humans that you let go will attract more materials for you, and it will also attract that person over. "
A look of fear flashed past Kalystan\'s face. He lowered his head, not daring to let the man on the throne see his expression. "Dawn\'s Son? The man who caused Lord Herthus to fall? "
"That\'s right, that\'s him. The son that Archimedes entrusted his hopes on. Right now, I still have no way of completely erasing Archimedes\'s will. He is very tenacious, and even at this moment, he has not given up on fighting me over this body. However, he is already unable to suppress me like before. I need a bit of time. At the same time, attract Dawn\'s Son over, and I will personally destroy him. When Asmead sees his own child die at his hands, that will be the moment his will shows a flaw. "
The man on the throne had flames burning in his eyes. "At that time, no one will be able to stop the dusk of the universe!"
"If that\'s the case, Your Highness, wouldn\'t it be more appropriate to gather a few more kings?"
"Are you afraid? Kalystan? "
The Flame of Misfortune trembled and said loudly, "No, Your Highness. Even if I am destroyed in the flames, I have no fear. "
"Then that\'s enough. I don\'t need you to deal with Dawn\'s Son. You just need to restrain the others. You are just a small soldier. That king will naturally be dealt with by me. "
Soldier against soldier, king against king, huh? Kalystan laughed bitterly in his heart. In the eyes of the man on the throne, he was just a small character. Even if his ability was close to that of Dusk\'s Son.
"Take good care of this base. Don\'t disturb me before Dawn\'s Son appears." The man on the throne closed his eyes again and returned to silence.
In the White House in Caesar City, the director of intelligence, Ge Fen, walked quickly in the passageway. He didn\'t even care about the proper etiquette. Not only did he jog, but he also knocked down a girl. However, Ge Fen didn\'t even have time to apologize. He hurriedly came to the president\'s office, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
With Mobius\ 'permission, Ge Fen opened the door. In the office, Mobius was looking at a document. It was the regulations drawn up by the secretariat on the Golden Lion and other forces accepting the Federation\'s jurisdiction.
"What\'s wrong, General Ge Fen?" Mobius raised his head and looked at the director of intelligence suspiciously. Based on his understanding of Ge Fen, this director rarely lost his composure like this. For him to come by himself, something big must have happened.
Ge Fen closed the door and said excitedly, "Mr. President, I just received a phone call."
"Phone call?"
"Yes, a phone call." Ge Fen walked to Mobius\'s side and whispered, "It was Lowesford. NASA\'s Lowesford, the deputy designer of Daybreak Sword."
At Ge Fen\'s reminder, Mobius remembered such a person. "What\'s wrong with him?"
"It\'s him. He mobilized Daybreak Sword to attack Mr. Allen and his party." Ge Fen said excitedly, "He admitted that he was a member of the Light Concealment Society. Vincent asked him to do so."
"It\'s him?" Mobius said, "But why did he admit it himself?"
"Because Mr. Allen gave him too much shock that day. He was afraid of Mr. Allen\'s revenge and asked for our protection. For this reason, he can stand up and testify against Vincent. He has already sent a video of Vincent\'s phone call to attack Mr. Allen. With this proof, Vincent could only run for his life. "
Just as Ge Fen finished speaking, the phone in front of Mobius\'s desk rang. After the president answered, his expression became serious. He raised his head and said, "I just received information that the Light Concealment Society announced that it would not accept the Federation\'s control. It has closed its administrative district and entered a state of war."
Ge Fen clenched his fists and said, "Vincent must know that Lowesford reported to us. That guy is desperate."
Mobius snorted, "He intends to tie the civilians of the administrative district to his chariot. Once we attack him, there will be a large number of civilian casualties."
"Ge Fen, go and inform the Bescot family first. I want to have a good talk with Marshal Windsor Bellow and sound out Capullo\'s intentions. Also, pay close attention to the movements of the Gate of Freedom. I will have Sirius send an army to cut off the transportation channel between the Gate of Freedom and the Light Concealment Society. "
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