Center for the Protection of Human Civilization

After Ryan quickly dodged to the snowdrift on the side, this was no longer a battle that the enablers could reach, and the ground trembled in the violent collision, making it difficult for even the enhancers to stand.

The boundless ice field, covered with snow, like a silver ocean, the cold wind blows, throwing thousands of snowflakes into the air, forming a snow dragon-like vortex under the influence of the disturbed space.

In Antarctica, even in relatively calm weather, the sky is full of bright stars and intoxicating auroras, like a dreamy light show.

At the edge of the polar day, the sun shines through the ice crystals, dyeing the entire Antarctic continent with golden brilliance, as if you are in a mysterious fairyland.

In this endless twilight, the undead warrior elephant powerhouse and the immortal otherworldly demon began to fight.... The scene in front of him shocked Ryan no less than the scene of seeing the biochemical monster for the first time.

Zhang Fan's body was surrounded by blue lightning, not like the appearance of a knight, his lightning circulated all over his body, constantly fused into his body with every breath, somewhat similar to ripples, but the energy level was not a level.

With each breath, Ryan could observe the oceans of hyperspace rippling slightly... Although the movement is so small that it can almost be ignored, at least it is there.

And this badge is also faintly exuding the fluctuations of the hyperspace ocean... The question is how to use it.

Is it his own consciousness?

Ryan held down the badge, and he didn't know if it was the cold wind of the South Pole or its own nature, its texture was cold and abnormal,

and the pattern looked like two crossed swords and... In the fairy tale, a staff-like thing is inserted in the center.

I don't know what kind of material this badge is forged, and when I touch the badge, I only feel that the power in my heart is faintly contained...

"Whew..."

Rao was like this, and Ryan didn't dare to release the power in his heart easily, so he could only grope and slowly use his consciousness as he tried to seal the spatial crack just now.

"I swear by my blood!Obey the orders of the Holy Emperor!Do the acts of the Holy Emperor!Burn the demons!Whip the stars!"

A sonorous echo came into his mind, and Ryan only felt that his brain was empty, and the cross he carried with him emitted a homogeneous golden light, and a familiar feeling came flooding over.

This power is similar to the feeling that Father Anderson brings to himself, but it is not like the "shame" and "piety" brought by Christ's original sin.

Death cult?

Ryan calmed down, in the company, the task force not only had to carry out armed training, but also the learning of relevant knowledge was essential.

Although he is currently part of the Escolapius Healgod Task Force, this is only because he was one of the first mercenaries to join the company, and his knowledge of hyperspace has become more extensive after mastering his hyperspace talents.

The things in front of us are constantly leading them to accept the "noble death".

It is true that sacrifice is noble, but this unknowable emotion is the product of extreme danger in the hyperspace ocean, and no one knows if this is another form of demagogy... Therefore, you must be careful when using this power yourself.

"Successor, your power is pure.

"The former knight has fallen into the devil and stopped him.... You're going to be promoted to a brand new knight..."A

dozen solemn voices seemed to come, and even the most careful pulling of the power appeared, some silver-white phantoms appeared in front of Ryan's eyes, dressed in gorgeous armor, covered with their own incomprehensible runes and fire paint.

Standing beside them, they looked at Ryan and exchanged their heads in solemnity.

"Strong body, qualified new warrior

...." "The magic potential is good, it meets the premise of being a magic silver knight

..." "The heart is very good, but unfortunately there is no faith..."

Ryan took a few deep breaths, ignored this strange scene for a while, felt his inner potential, and mobilized his inner strength.

Slowly, the hyperspace ocean is no longer an unreachable sea level, and if you try to reach out and break through the film called "flesh", you can touch the truth...

A loud bang interrupted Ryan's thoughts, and his consciousness temporarily surfaced from the ocean, and when he looked up, he saw that at some point, the earth cracked, and a thick layer of snow and mist was scattered in the sky...

"Phew.... It's hard to deal with.

Zhang Fan didn't know when he was knocked out of a distance of several hundred meters, and his body drew a lightning-like arc spark in the air, and the blue-gold internal force compressed and distorted the air, and then he could stop his body.

The clothes on his body have been blown to shreds .... For a warrior, a broken shirt is similar to a shoe falling off in a car accident, and the internal force is not enough to protect the body, which means that he has really eaten a blow by relying on his body.

There are not many times the physical growth of a martial artist, once the day after tomorrow, once for the big and small grandmasters, and once for the martial elephant martial saint... Even if he is a strong martial elephant, if he does not rely on internal strength to survive, he will probably suffer internal injuries if he takes a bazooka.

And Zhang Fan has no such troubles at all... His charred hands were constantly recovering and growing new flesh much faster than before.

"Ryan! It's been ten minutes! Come on... This guy, I really don't know how to deal with it..."

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly and continued to get up and join the battle.

He's fast, incredibly fast... It's faster than that biochemical monster, and it's much faster, the instant explosion in the air is already a high speed that is invisible to the naked eye, and the skin is stripped by the atmosphere at that speed, but he doesn't care at all, waving his hand, turning his fist into a fist, and continuing to smash it.

The armor on the knight's body was slightly cracked, and he lowered his body, and a pitch-black aura gradually emanated from his back.... He was armed with a large sword made of pure pitch black, and the electric light on it turned into a dead field within a radius of tens of meters, and anyone who tried to contact it would be directly burned to ashes.

Ryan watched Zhang Fan resolutely enter the dead domain with his fists, and the first fists to enter became charred almost instantly, and oil bubbled out of the air from his skin and muscles.... Then came the bones, which also dissipated into ashes.

Even though he was accustomed to the pain, Zhang Fan still broke out in a cold sweat, he gritted his teeth, the internal force could not deflect this pure energy attack at all, for this reason, he desperately used all the internal force as an attack, and the strengthened internal force of the martial elephant level hit the armor solidly.

Ryan used to be a mercenary in some countries... Even in the modern era when information warfare is widespread, some third world countries are still using old-fashioned gadgets, such as bombs and battleships.

He once witnessed a small country without a proper air defense system, whose tank units were swept off dozens of expensive main battle tanks on the spot by a single aerial bomb, thus turning the tide of the war.

And now this punch... It's not much better than that bomb.

The ice on the earth and the compacted snow were directly carved out of a pit three or four meters deep under this huge force, and the knight's armor composed of hyperspace was once again filled with cracks under pure brute force...

It didn't have any combat skills, but that armor was no longer forged from normal materials, and the monsters that Ryan had encountered before would have been injured by ordinary weapons.

Mountain gods, blood crosses, and even biochemical monsters of the company.... Except, of course, this one.

The force pinned the knight to the ground, and the byte of unknown meaning stood out from its mouth, and it roared to its feet, stretching out its heavily distorted left hand, and flames erupted..... Ryan could feel that this was also a manifestation of hyperspace energy, not just a flame.

The moment the flame touched Zhang Fan, his body melted as if it met hot butter, neither the internal force nor the condensed true qi could stop it, it did not attack your body, but directly burned your soul.

By the way, a whole small lake burned out of the ground...

That is, Zhang Fan is now connected to the fragment of the rule, otherwise it will be a matter of a few seconds to turn into flying ashes.

Since they are all manifestations, can they use their power?

Ryan fell into deep thought.

"Ahh Ryan, work hard!" Zhang

Fan wailed and got up from the ground, the muscles on his body grew again, it was the pain of being crushed and broken several times, but he still forcibly stood up, gathered internal strength and continued to move forward.

Forget it! it's all up to the point....

Ryan gritted his teeth, simply gave up the idea of prudence, and carefully evoked the self-destruction program on the broken electronic suit, although the circuit was broken, but the nuclear fusion core inside was still there, and only a small manipulation was needed to trigger a miniature nuclear explosion.

Once you lose control, just blow up the ball! My daughter will remember that she is a hero... The company has seen the treatment of martyrs in its own eyes.

For the sake of humanity.

Diving into his heart, Ryan quickly accepted the power of the badge, and he only felt as if he had come to a place...

Is that a throne?

yes, a throne... Towering, mountain-like thrones....

Sitting on the throne was a huge suit of golden armor, a hundred meters high, with a sword, slumped at the top, and at his feet was a staircase forged of steel and gold, leading to the endless mountains.

Hundreds.. Thousands, no, tens of thousands, tens of thousands of knights in armor stood beside the throne, among them, a giant silver knight with a height of three meters stood up and chanted loudly to the somewhat confused Ryan:

"The Immortal Knights Honorary Great Knight, the Demon Silver Knight, the Thousand-Battled Veteran, the Hundred-Year-Old Warrior.... Soul to the throne!" For

some reason, Ryan seemed to know his name: "Grand Teacher" Dick Lanka.

"His legacy will be bestowed upon the Commoner Brave, Ryan! Armor Ceremony... Grant... The right of the Empire's legitimate magician

!" "Control your magic! Give your power and life to the Supreme God-Emperor!"