vncnus Chapter 361 Fire and Fire!
Chapter 361 Fire and Fire!
Chapter 361 Fire and Fire!
"Okay, okay—I understand. Be careful."
Charles put down the communication talisman in his hand and hung up the call with Klein.
Klein had already given a complete report of the latest findings from his investigation. This indicated that "the identity of the Apostle of Desire has completely come under the scrutiny of the official Extraordinary Ones. It won't be long before all his secrets are thoroughly investigated."
"The reward for the high-sequence formula—" Charles muttered to himself, the reward promised to him by the "Apostle of Desire" flashing through his mind.
Believing in the words of a "devil" is inherently foolish. However, with notarization and a contract in place, the credibility of this matter is increased by a third.
Charles pondered for a moment after thinking about this.
He had already realized that no matter what, the "Apostle of Desire" would not stop his insane plan.
Since that's the case, only two choices remain for me —
Two days later.
"Ms. Megose, how are you feeling today?"
Red Heart 7 held the score sheet and looked with a smile at the woman wrapped in bandages behind the glass window.
"I—I feel fine. It's just—I'm inexplicably a little uneasy." Megos's voice was low, with a hint of melancholy.
"Yes, this is a normal treatment response." Redheart7 said, while quickly scribbling something on the record sheet in his hand.
"I'm here today to inform you of something. We're moving."
"Can I go home now?" Megas suddenly raised her head, a hint of eagerness flashing in her dim eyes.
"It's not going home, it's moving." Heart 7 shook her head, shattering her fantasy.
"We plan to take you to a place with more advanced medical facilities for further rehabilitation treatment."
"But—but—" Upon hearing this, Megos visibly became dejected.
"Then—when can I go home? I—I miss my room, my—I'm just an ordinary person, I want to live an ordinary life—"
Her voice was choked with emotion.
Seeing this, Red Heart 7 was about to offer a few words of comfort in a formulaic way when the lights in the observation room suddenly went out without warning.
In the distance, a faint commotion could be heard.
"Something's happened!"
Red Heart 7 instantly realized something, and his expression changed. He put down the report in his hand, and without even having time to say another word to Megas, he hurriedly turned and left.
Here, only Megoss remained.
She hugged her legs helplessly, buried her head deep in her knees, and looked extremely dejected.
Just then.
boom!
A muffled explosion came from afar, causing the ground to tremble slightly!
boom! boom! boom!
Immediately afterwards, bursts of gunfire, blinding flashes of light, and a series of explosions came from outside!
Ah 1
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What happened? Is there a war? Why? How scary—gunfire, explosions—are they here to arrest me?
No, don't come any closer—help me, someone help me—Mom—
Megas had no idea what was happening outside; a wave of immense fear gripped her instantly. She screamed, curled up even tighter, and huddled in the corner of the glass room, trembling.
The walls were shaking violently, and dust was falling from the ceiling, as if the entire building could collapse at any moment.
She didn't know how much time had passed when, accompanied by a deafening explosion, the door to her room was violently kicked open. She slowly raised her head and noticed a strange figure.
He was a man with an almost otherworldly, almost masculine face. At that moment, he was staring at him with a look of fanatical infatuation.
The other person also seemed to be seriously injured, with blood almost covering his entire body, but he seemed completely unconcerned, his eyes filled with an almost insane obsession.
Mr. A looked at the huddled figure inside the glass room, unable to hide his excitement.
"Your Holiness—we've come to fetch you."
"Ding ding ding ding—!"
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The mechanical alarm is sounding crisply.
"Those lunatics from the Aurora Club! Where are their brains?!"
"How dare they attack our stronghold at this time!" Heart7 cursed as he ran. He already knew why those lunatics from the Aurora Society had come.
"Damn it! Of all times, it had to be this time!"
Because the base is about to be relocated, a large number of defensive sealing devices have been shut down and sealed in advance. Many security personnel have also been dispatched to the railway tracks to provide support.
Those lunatics from the Aurora Society must have noticed this, which is why they deliberately took advantage of this weakest point in the defense to launch this shameless sneak attack!
"How did they know about this place?"
"The 'Mysterious Saint'—and several other divine messengers."
"They actually dared to fight us!"
"Sir! What should we do now!" A henchman, covered in blood, ran over and asked in a panic.
"Keep a close watch on all the sealed artifacts! The seals absolutely cannot be allowed to break! Quickly take them to the innermost vault! Then, immediately send a distress signal to all available members of Backlund!"
"With such a commotion, the three major churches will surely notice this place very soon—"
As he gave the orders, he turned around and rushed into his office, opening a huge safe in the corner.
Now we need to conjure up some additional "security personnel".
Inside the safe was a small pile of ordinary coins. Behind the coins were rows of oddly shaped...
The dolls resembled toy soldiers. They wore top hats and green patterned suits, and held oddly shaped air guns. Behind each of them was a narrow slot similar to a coin slot.
Red Hearts 7 quickly grabbed the coins and inserted one into the coin slot on the back of each figure as fast as possible.
"Eliminate all intruders."
All the puppets trembled violently at first, then they all raised their heads at the same time, revealing a uniform, eerie smile on their faces.
"Something's happened! Everyone, assemble immediately!"
Leonard had just come out of St. Samuel's Church when he saw his captain, Soster, rushing toward him.
"What happened, Captain Soster?" Leonard asked, noticing the other's anxious expression.
"South District! A top-level incident has occurred in the South District!"
"There's a secret organization involved in the firefight!"
Suspected demigod-level power! Lord Cecima personally ordered all Red Gloves squads in Backlund to immediately proceed to the scene, control the situation, and prevent the disaster from spreading! Hurry!
Meanwhile, the Church of Storms.
"The Singer of God" Ace Snake listened to his subordinate's urgent report with a livid expression.
The society's secret stronghold? A fierce attack by the Aurora Society?
Two clandestine organizations have clashed in the southern district, and at least a Level 1 sealed artifact has appeared.
If things go wrong, the entire southern district could be demolished!
"Immediately mobilize all available Punishers! Evacuate the surrounding civilians. We absolutely cannot let those two groups of lunatics tear down the South District!"
Because of the gravity of the matter, he had to temporarily stop all his work and ride the gale to the scene of the accident.
"Banquets among nobles are just a hassle."
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Meanwhile, Lorne was looking at his outfit in front of a huge full-length mirror.
He wore a well-tailored, dark double-breasted suit, pressed without a single wrinkle, which accentuated his tall and straight figure. A standard bow tie was tied at the collar, and his hair was neatly combed.
This was custom-made for him free of charge by the owner of that high-end clothing store. Although Lorne repeatedly said he didn't need it, he couldn't refuse the kind offer.
In return, he casually mentioned the shop's name during a later interview. And the shrewd owner apparently cut out all the related reports, framed them, and used them as a promotional tool.
"Sure enough, people are shrewd. What's free is often the most expensive." Lorne smiled at himself in the mirror and adjusted his cuffs. The material was indeed high-quality, smooth to the touch, and the workmanship was exquisite.
"However, it still can't compare to the clothing of the real nobles."
He recalled the group of glittering aristocrats he had seen at the charity gala. The most striking example was Audrey Hall. Lorne felt that the dress she wore was probably as luxurious as any of his own gowns.
"That's enough. There's no need to make yourself uncomfortable just to please them. Maintaining a decent appearance and being polite is enough."
Lorne put on his top hat, picked up the invitation bearing the Negan family crest from the table, and prepared to leave.