My Dimensional Life Simulator

Chapter 84 Bronze Throne
March 2002, 3 AD.

France, Nice city, Nice Carnival.

All kinds of gorgeous fireworks illuminate the dark night sky, and bursts of manic heavy metal and rock music resound everywhere in the city.

Huge dolls walk around the city accompanied by people's laughter.

The gorgeously decorated floats paraded together with the floats, and the beautiful girls standing on the floats kept throwing gorgeous flowers to the tourists on both sides.

The Nice Carnival is known as one of the three major carnivals in the world. Its natural atmosphere makes it a place for many artists to pursue and create inspiration.

Historically, even major artists such as Picasso, Manet, Matisse, and Renoir have lived here, leaving a lot of cultural heritage in this ancient city.

The inspiration and passion of creation are floating everywhere here, and countless artists flock here to sway their inspiration and sweat to their heart's content.

at the same time.

At the top of the bustling street, men and women in combat uniforms are adjusting equipment, monitoring every passerby on the street, and seem to be looking for something there.

Just then, a voice came from their earphones.

"Attention all units, pay attention to observe the target's movement, and notify the executive commissioner to surround it in advance to avoid mistakes in the arrest situation."

"Received by number 1."

"Received by number 3."

Tonight's goal can be said to be surprisingly tricky, and more than half of the people involved in the operation are mostly freshmen who have participated in the "War Practice Class".

Except for a few top elites, most freshmen can only be called complete rookies.

It's okay to do surveillance and intelligence investigation, but if they really let them fight dragons or deadpools in person, it is undoubtedly a free gift.

"Shouldn't we be doing war practice classes near Chicago? Why did we come to France thousands of miles away?" A girl casually straightened her hair, her eyes full of helplessness, "And this carnival or something is not suitable for me , I prefer a quieter place."

As she spoke, she patted the boy with iron gray hair squatting beside her.

"Hey, Fingal, this is a combat practice class, aren't you nervous?"

"There's nothing to worry about. We're just monitoring the movement anyway." Fingel patted his mouth with one hand and yawned, but his eyes didn't leave the street at all.

"Do you really expect this task to be completed by the first-year freshmen? It mainly depends on the commissioner of the executive department."

This war practice class is mainly led by the Executive Department, and a large number of personnel are mobilized to conduct intelligence and information investigations, just to find the few hybrids that are suspected of being dead waiters.

According to the information obtained before, these hybrids almost all appeared in various carnivals, and some people saw them appearing in a previous carnival in another country.

No one knows what their names are, they only know that every time they appear, it means the real carnival of death is coming.

Even in a large carnival, nearly a hundred local women were hunted down by these three hybrids, and finally sucked up their blood and died on the side of the road.

Based on the basic premise that all mysterious incidents are related to the Dragon Clan, the executive department also affirmed that these hybrids are definitely dangerous and close to a state of rampage, so they can only satisfy their mad and sick hearts through bloodthirsty and suppress them. The erosion of dragon blood.

In most cases, this kind of hybrid has a high proportion of dragon blood in the body, which is so high that it has broken through the "critical value", and it is a well-deserved dangerous species.

Verna Ruskin patted the saturated place to take a breath, then glanced at her good figure, and said softly to the tall and handsome boy beside her:
"Finger, by the way, have any girls given you gifts recently?"

"Gifts?" Finger thought for a few seconds, "I seem to have returned them all, and I don't want Lilith to see that I always accept gifts from others."

"Lilith?!" Wei Na narrowed her eyes slightly, and then said softly, "Is this Lilith, that junior senior?"

The corners of Fingel's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a quiet smile.

"Yes, she is very lively and occasionally a little mischievous, but the tenderness that comes from her bones is really amazing"

suddenly.

Wei Na found that the voice in front of her paused, and looked up, and Finger in front of her had long disappeared.

at the same time.

I saw Fingel skillfully stepping on the gaps between the floors, and quickly climbing among the tall buildings.

"Position 5 found the target."

"At present, all three mission targets have appeared, and two of them are suspected to be dead waiters, and have already taken several people to escape. They are currently moving towards point 7."

While speaking, Finger's figure had already landed on the ground, and then the ghostly figure rushed forward without stopping.

At this moment, there was a roar in the headset.

"At point 8, we encountered the target!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Going on!" Hearing this voice, Fingel couldn't help but quicken his pace.

"This voice. Damn it, Fingel, you are a temporary commissioner, retreat quickly!!"

Hearing the noisy roar in the headset, he frowned slightly, and after pulling out the headset, he leaned over slightly, and his speed couldn't help but increase a bit.

After rushing to point 8, what Fingel saw were several commissioners whose bodies were stained with blood and their combat effectiveness was greatly weakened, some temporary commissioners, and several young women who were randomly left aside.

Some commissioners were holding guns in both hands, shooting frantically in front of them.

But the bullets that filled the sky were easily dodged by the quick-moving hybrids, and then they dodged to their side, clenched their fists with their right hands and slammed the commissioners' bodies hard.

Finger's face froze, and he quickly pulled out the long knife from his waist and rushed towards the dangerous hybrid.

He swiftly slashed at the dangerous mixed-race, but it was as if he was stuck. He was firmly stuck in the hard bones of the mixed-race, making it difficult to move forward.

At this time, the body of the beheaded mixed-race has some characteristics of a dead waiter, with weird spikes growing all over the body, and the face that should have been handsome has also become ferocious and frightening.

He glanced at Fingel coldly, his pupils were red gold like lava, and an aura that made the temporary commissioners around him fearful gradually spread in the alley.

But Finger was not afraid at all, and a pair of dazzling golden pupils lit up on his stern face.

The Bronze Throne!

His figure suddenly became much stronger, and the battle suit on his body was slightly stretched, and the skin surface of his arms, neck, and face also produced a bronze-like metallic luster.

In an instant.

As soon as the longan of the dangerous mixed race froze, Finger's sudden burst of power knocked it back several meters away, and the arm that could not be cut off was also cut off directly.

Seeing this situation, the other two dangerous hybrids ignored the commissioners and temporary commissioners who couldn't do much damage to them, and all rushed towards Fingel, which was shining with bronze luster.

Click click.

There was a sound of bones rattling from the bodies of several hybrids, and some of them burst into frighteningly high flames.

At this time, they no longer dodged the Frigga bullets, because the sound of metal colliding sounded when they hit them, and they couldn't even penetrate the skin.

"Three?"

Fingel dodged and drew his knife, slightly breaking the skin of one hybrid, and then kicked the other hybrid several meters back with his feet sideways.

Suddenly, the half-breed with the severed arm caught Fingel's abdomen hard with his right fist.

boom! !

Finger was repelled several meters, then stood up straight and rubbed his abdomen, his face did not show any pain.

He tilted his head and gave a light drink to the commissioner beside him.

"Evacuate as soon as possible, these hybrids are not A grade, they are A+ grade!"

Just as he was about to rush up, the half-breed who had been slightly slashed shrewdly stepped back, grabbed the two temporary commissioners who had fallen to the ground, and shouted angrily.

"Damn it, if you dare to stop us again, I'll break the necks of these two people."

Fingel's figure stopped for a moment, his dazzling golden pupils narrowed slightly, and an astonishing killing intent wrapped directly on the mixed-race body, making his figure involuntarily paused.

Seeing that he didn't move any further, the mixed races couldn't help but look at each other, and the blood-stained golden pupils couldn't help but smile and play more.

At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared behind the half-breed who was holding the temporary commissioner.

"Excuse me."

"I just rushed over from Point 1, the carnival is really...too congested!"

　The pace will be faster, but the murlocs will also pay attention to foreshadowing and detailed descriptions, trying to make everyone feel comfortable watching.

　　The previous real life was indeed a little bit worse, so I have to learn lessons, learn more details, and write better works. This is the only thing I can do.

　　Hope to make more progress!

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(End of this chapter)