The stars shone, but the sun could not be seen.
This world seemed to be eternally quiet.
The earth was shaking. Countless dust particles were lifted up silently, reflecting the light of the fire as they danced silently in the darkness.
Above the huge building, white fog formed by countless air leaks quickly spewed out and flew into the vacuum, causing a terrible cold to enter the room.
They exchanged what they needed.
They looked like big-headed dolls running on the barren land.
Those figures were shrouded in bulky gray spacesuits. They held specially modified guns and weapons in their hands and pulled the trigger at the guards behind the crack.
In the low-gravity vacuum, they nimbly jumped on the ground, silently bringing death to the enemy and silently welcoming their own death.
Broken sounds and shouts could be heard.
At the moment when the physical signs of death were confirmed, flames would engulf everything from the inside out. Eventually, even the spacesuits would be degraded under alchemy and melted into the dust.
Only a wisp of flying ash was left.
In the fierce exchange of fire, the alarms inside the lunar prison rang one after another.
The first thing the security director did was to press the red button in front of him, causing the three dangerous areas A1B1C1 to close the gates, and forcibly sealing the prisoners and guards inside together with an order that could not be disobeyed.
The identities of those prisoners were too sensitive, and the value they represented was too precious. They could not be killed, but they could not be allowed to leave.
They could only be isolated in the most thorough way.
Once the alarm was sounded, everything inside would instantly freeze into a piece of foam that spewed out. Before that, everyone would fall into a deep sleep, whether physically or spiritually, everything would be stagnant.
Under low-temperature sleep, their bodies could last for more than 72 hours. The frozen foam would maintain a hardness greater than steel and connect with the entire bottom layer of the prison.
Unless the entire lunar prison was blown up, no one would be able to take anything from it.
The only liquid that could dissolve this substance was kept in the present world in London.
The moment the button was pressed, the search and rescue team would begin to prepare to set off. If they could not arrive in 72 hours, all the prisoners and staff inside would face death.
But even if the value was buried in the eternal cold soil of the lunar surface, no one would be allowed to take it away.
But now, the foam that spewed out was not able to cover everything.
In the main control room, the head of security raised his eyes and saw that the pale foam in the B1 layer was rapidly dissolving. In the end, only white ash was left.
Instead, they sealed off the entrance and cut off all reinforcements.
In the underground detention facility, an endless stream of invaders appeared in front of the camera and killed all who stood in their way.
They were prepared for all kinds of defensive measures.
This was a long-planned prison break.
Ignoring the more precious targets on both sides, they stepped forward and walked straight to the edge of the corridor without any hesitation.
He used the most violent method to break the external force field, and then skillfully used the Myriad Dissolving Agent to melt the iron door in front of him.
Let the prisoners, who are bound by layers, emerge from the darkness. * * * * 1-8771
The old man with thinning hair was imprisoned in the restraints that made him look like a mental patient. He raised his head and grinned mockingly at the surveillance camera.
Saliva dripped from the corners of his open lips, but his teeth were covered in a layer of crystal-like radiance. Faint symbols appeared.
Without the attacker's help, the shackles on his body were easily removed.
It was as if he was shaking off dust.
He regained his freedom.
Just like that, he casually walked out of the cage that had imprisoned him for 30 years. He stretched his back in satisfaction, turned around, and said something to the invader.
Then, he saw a pitch-black handgun being raised.
It was aimed at his forehead.
The old man was stunned for a moment.
He could not see the attacker's expression behind the pitch-black mask, and he did not say anything. He just coldly pulled the trigger and broke the bowl of life, causing the scarlet blood in the skull to splash out.
The old man fell to the ground in a daze. Until he died, his face was blank.
Then, the leader of the attackers aimed the gun at the old man's head, heart, and other vital points and pulled the trigger again and again. Until the bullets were empty, he confirmed that the old man's remaining breath was cut off. The curse bullets instantly contaminated all the source substances, causing the soul to shatter and decay.
In the end, the attacker reloaded a new magazine, turned the muzzle, and aimed it at his subordinates.
One by one, the traces of their movements were erased.
In the end, he was the only one left. In front of the surveillance camera, he burned into a pile of black ash from the inside out.
The attack ended in an instant.
They did not think about taking the prisoner from inside, nor did they think about how to withdraw from inside. After erasing all traces, including themselves, only a tragic result was left.
Before the internal guards were dispatched, everything was over.
Just as Huai Shi arrived at the Mithra Space Station, in the outer layer of the lunar prison, the Alpha Zone, prisoner number B1-8771, the Grand Master Publius Augustus, stopped breathing.
Harming the Three Great Blockades, violating sixteen taboos of the Stonecauldron Institution, committing hundreds of crimes, and causing the deaths of tens of thousands of people, Alchemist was suddenly met with death after struggling at death's door for thirty years.
And on the space station thousands of miles above the ground, Huai Shi leaned in front of the window, looking down at the rising flames in the dark, and could not help but exclaim in admiration.
"Wow, you people from the Moon are really romantic … You even set off fireworks during the holidays?"
"…"
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Thirty minutes ago.
On the Mithra Space Station, the Earth-Moon Space Research Base in Rome, in the circular gravity simulation area, Huai Shi met the station master, a middle-aged scholar who did not smile much.
As the host, he invited this rare visitor for dinner.
The standard liquid food of the space station.
"In accordance with the commission of the Helios workshop, in an hour, we will send you to the ground station when we pass the area around the Kepler crater.
After that, you will set off with the alchemists of the Stoneforge Institute … If you need any help, please do not hesitate to ask. "
"As long as I have enough to eat and drink."
Huai Shi sucked on the paste-like food in the bag and stared at the dark space and the moon that were constantly rotating outside the porthole. "But I have a question that I don't understand — was it always so troublesome to go to Helios before? Do we have to travel so far? "
"No, it is also the first time for us to transport qualified people to Helios," the station master replied.
"In the past, it was the Helios that went directly to the present to receive passengers, but this time, for some reason, it did not approach the Earth-Moon system. Instead, through the previous contract with the Stoneforge Institute, the transportation work was transferred to the major lineages.
As for the details, I'm not sure. You can ask the staff of the Stonecauldron Society when you reach the moon … As far as I know, the person leading the team this time is Mr. Grand Master Garland. He should know more. "
"You mean Garland Eon?"
Huai Shi's movements paused for a moment, somewhat unexpected.
Grand Master Garland, the oldest and most influential alchemist in the present world, was a senior member of the Stoneforge Institute, and was also a pillar of the academic world.
He deserved to be called the pinnacle of transformation studies in alchemy.
Even Grand Master Mikhail was several generations behind him.
Before Mikhail's teacher joined the institute, Mr. Garland was already a Grand Master. Because of his lofty status, alchemists respectfully called him 'Garland Eon'. Almost all the existing alchemists had come into contact with and learned from this old man's theories and techniques. So far, no one had been able to reach the same height as him.
This suddenly put a lot of pressure on Huai Shi.
To have such a famous person lead the team, the difficulty of Helios's commission this time was probably not ordinary!
For a metal alchemist like Huai Shi who could only rely on his soul ability in addition to his power as a Forger, he might not even be able to get in line to carry a bag next to Garland Eon.
For a moment, he felt a headache coming on.
With such a big shot around, it would not be good to fish in troubled waters …
Huai Shi pinched his chin and fell into deep thought. He was already thinking about the reflection crystals on Helios. If there was really no other way … he was afraid that he could only do what Russell said and do it!
They were all teachers from the Ivory Tower. Could it be that Russell could touch the crystals on your car, but I, Page, could not?
Just as he was contemplating his big plan of breaking the law, he heard a disturbance in the rotating gravity cabin. Countless people rushed out from the corners, valiant and high-spirited.
A high-pitched voice sounded.
It was as if someone had blown a heavy horn in space.
There was the sound of drums from the broadcast.
Everyone was roaring excitedly.
Huai Shi looked up and was dumbfounded.
Right in front of him, the station master had already taken off his cumbersome jacket and trousers and opened his arms. The staff members rushed up and surrounded him. Their hands didn't stop moving as they helped him put on a ring armor, a battle skirt, a bright red helmet, a cape, a scepter, and a sword.
When the group of people dispersed, the gentle and serious scholar in front of Huai Shi had turned into a majestic captain with angry eyes!
"What are you doing!"
Huai Shi subconsciously leaned back strategically, looked around, and widened his eyes.
— — The Romans want to kill me!
Immediately after, the stationmaster said.
"Sorry, excuse me for a moment." He raised the sword in his hand and said fiercely, "Rome needs me! The people need me! "
Immediately, hundreds of astronauts dressed as Roman soldiers raised their hands and roared enthusiastically.
It was as if they were going to war!
No, that excited look … … It was as if they were celebrating a festival.
In the monitoring room, in front of the observation system, the navigator shouted at the top of his voice, "— — The enemy is 400 kilometers away!!! 350 kilometers, everyone, get ready!!! "
Therefore, in an instant, the crowd rushed to the edge of the circular gravity simulator and stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window facing space.
They roared at the shining steel star in the distance.
Even if the vacuum could not transmit sound.
Just opposite Mithra Space Station, in the distant darkness, another huge square space station slowly appeared with the American flag.
The rapidly enlarged image was projected on the glass as if it was quickly zooming in.
Just behind the armor plate that slowly opened, there was also a floor-to-ceiling window. Countless figures appeared under the light.
Everyone held their breath as their faces turned red.
The "war" was about to begin!
In the silence, Huai Shi was stunned as he picked up the watermelon jelly in the plastic bag.
Melon.
… … What is this?
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