Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

A strange fog surrounded a corner of the airport, turning the area into a silent field.

The shadow warhorse stopped its terrifying posture, and its soul-fired horseshoe beat the ground. The knight sitting on it was wearing a deer helmet, his face was hidden in nothingness, and the chains wrapped around his arms made a harsh sound.

The black giant dog paced slowly, scorching marks under its feet, the smell of sulfur diffused everywhere, and the huge **** eyes revealed a personified cruelty and hostility.

The boat that was traveling in the mist stopped not far away, the spirit sails lowered, and the ghastly green undead wearing worn-out armor, holding old-fashioned swords and torture instruments, issued a mournful cry from hell.

Hunter Hearn, Demon of the Black Dog, Ship of Death.

Todd, the barber, stood still in the distance, the blades swirling endlessly, the air was filled with sharp murderous aura, his handsome face turned pale, his white hair grew, his expensive tuxedo became worn and dirty, razor blades Blood oozes blood, **** beauty, depraved elegance, midnight has come.

"Monkey Reichette."

Even if it is not the first time, the Home Secretary, who is closely guarded by the anti-terrorist force, has cold hands and feet, and his heart is shaking. These terrifying images seem to have come out of his parents' fireside stories, which are familiar to every British person, but now they are Appeared in reality, the British Isles.

No one knew where they came from, where they were born, he only knew that these horrible things served the round table and nothing else.

He didn't even know the details of the Round Table - an organization in the name of Arthurian legend, a huge and terrifying mystery that the Home Secretary, being of Pakistani descent, knew very little about.

But that didn't stop him from slandering it.

- Your mother is so embarrassed to call it a round table with this kind of underworld shape?

But anyway, things are going to be settled.

Ian couldn't stand the storm.

"Ian Crook, surrender to the round table, this is the last chance."

The barber said: "Once the war begins, you will not be able to protect your wife and daughter, and we will not be merciful - and now, we are still willing to accept you who are lost, you are like us, you are the chosen nobler life , you belong to us, the round table is your home..."

Following his tolerant persuasion, the three Knights of the Round Table approached step by step.

Hunter Hearn's chains roamed like poisonous snakes, the demon of the black dog bared his sharp fangs, and the ghost warriors of the death boat had grabbed the cable and were ready to jump into the gang.

The target of this terrifying siege was only a family of three.

Controlled puppets, innocent wives, innocent children.

Ian's daughter had already fainted from fright.

And the wife cried in despair, hugged the child tightly with one hand, covered her with her body, and wrapped the other hand tightly around her husband's waist, with her head resting on Ian's back, daring not to look at the real nightmare.

The anti-terrorist troops on the outer guard couldn't help but move their guns away. Even the hard-hearted soldiers couldn't bear to see this scene.

And Ian, this man can only helplessly begging, howling, begging, cursing and scolding in the spiritual world. Fear, despair and anger have almost destroyed his soul. He watched his family of three walk in. Desperate, incomparable pain and despair rule the mind.

The barber's ultimatum is coming to an end: "This is a pointless fight, the worst possible outcome, Ian, you still have a chance... Offer your loyalty to the round table, and let us see your sincerity and determination."

If Ian was in control of his body, he would have agreed without hesitation, but the devil, the Chinese, was still asking questions without hesitation.

"What sincerity? What determination?"

The barber smiled grimly and replied, "Bring your tribute to the round table."

"Ian" hoarsely said, "What tribute?"

Todd stretched out his hand and pointed lightly: "Your wife, your daughter."

He looked at each other and smiled slowly: "Mortals are stupid and shallow, but they are burdens, and this is your greatest weakness, my brother, since you regard them as treasures, then present your most precious treasures to the round table. Prove your determination and loyalty, rest assured, we..."

- But what he didn't know was that in the second half, Ian didn't listen at all.

Surrounded by the knights of the round table and under the vigilance of the anti-terrorist troops, the tall figure hugging his wife and daughter suddenly trembled slightly, as if in despair, pain, and struggle.

People watched silently, put themselves in their shoes, and they could imagine the man's desperation.

The barber looked at each other from a distance, he could see the anger and shaking on Ian's face, he shook his head slightly - it won't be long before Brother Ian will be laughing at his dilemma and despair today, maybe even more To be the talk of a sippy drink...how stupid, how shallow.

He said, "We will take good care of your wife and daughter..."

The next moment, he heard an earth-shattering roar.

“NOOOOOOOOO!!”

In an instant, an extremely powerful terrifying aura rolled out from Ian's body, and the other party's cry was full of pain, despair and anger. If the extreme emotion turned into flames, it would even make the British Isles blaze, unparalleled. Pain is transformed into the ultimate pure power, transformation, and upgrading.

The shadow warhorse neighed and retreated, the eyes of the demon of the black dog showed human-like consternation, the crew of the death boat screamed, and the barber, the barber's face was first surprised and then dull.

"This..." he exclaimed, "how is it possible? Twice?"

"Wori!" Kant, who was peeking at the screen not far away, said in surprise, "What's the situation!?"

"Smashed! You've screwed up!" Iron Son shouted, "The exoskeleton device can't control him!"

"Wait wait!" Kant cried. "Are you **** scaring me?"

Transformers angrily said: "Do you think I would make such a joke? His physical strength is growing explosively, and the violent mental fluctuations are being transformed into pure energy... Fuck, it is completely incomprehensible! Why can emotions be transformed into energy? No? No, no, it's not a transformation, it's like..."

Kant shouted: "You speak the point!"

"This white skin is about to awaken! The awakening of super powers!"

Witnessing the awakening of the superhuman on Earth almost from a distance, Horus was completely unable to understand the process of transformation and upgrading. He didn't even know how this happened!

"But what is certain is that he should be stronger than those superhumans of the round table!" Horus shouted, "His power is increasing exponentially, and this leap in strength cannot be explained at all. It is completely different from the superhuman in another world, I don't even know where his energy comes from!"

This is extremely precious first-hand research data. The exoskeleton device that controls Ian's body is rapidly analyzing and collecting the entire process of Ian's body changes.

But the more they collect, the more Transformers become suspicious of life.

"Fuck, this is too **** fantastic, isn't it? How did he wake up?"

Kant scratched his ears, recalling the process: "What did we do to him? Control him, let him do things he doesn't want to do, threaten his wife and children, make him feel the ultimate despair, and then wake up? It's too weird to expand, isn't it?"

"Out of control!" Horus shouted. "He's going out of our hands! Will he blow himself up?"

This white man was played so hard by Kant that he was so angry that he was awakened, and he must have infinite hatred in his heart. After this guy got out of trouble, if he advertised that it was a Chinese superhuman who controlled him and did these big things, the purpose was to save safety. Youyi, the high-level officials of the two countries will inevitably suspect Kant.

But the invincible Transformers have a way - Horus controls the opponent's exoskeleton to make a glorious self-destruction, and this new superhuman can keep secrets for himself forever.

"no."

Kant shook his head and said, "His wife and children are still around, and the whole family explodes."

Horus asked, "What shall we do then?"

Kant stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the battle helmet and sharp blade fell from the sky.

He put on A Chuan's headgear, rotated the knife, and put the Lianzhu Ziao Sword into the sheath, and said solemnly: "This is the end of the matter, I have to rush in and blast his dog's head."

The hunting knight in the black red deer helmet, the black dog demon of the horror legend, the death boat full of undead, and the two anti-terrorist special forces in London, as well as the American ambassador and the British minister.

Kant wants to break into the battlefield under the onlookers of these NPCs and blow up Ian's dog head.

"Such a serious plot situation..." Horus sighed, "At least dress like a person."

Kant is super doubling the enchantment on that dummy.

And Ian's howl almost tore apart the deep night, the terrifying aura was like a tumbling tide, the powerful pressure wave after wave, his originally tall body continued to expand, explosive power burst out from the body, he Pure madness solidified in his eyes, full of hatred and anger.

Because tonight, he was abandoned by the whole world.

Bad day... never seen before.

"you…"

His voice was muffled, full of resentment.

"Kill you..."

"All damn..."

"treachery…"

The terrifying whispers seemed to contain the magic that shook the soul.

"Oh, oh, Shet, no, no..."

The Home Secretary didn't know what was going on, but it looked really bad. As he stepped back, he shouted at the barber: "Do it! Kill him kill him!"

The barber did not act, he suddenly shouted: "Ian, calm down, now we can change the agreement and oath - you are stronger than you think, the round table will make an exception for you!"

"Dog! Shit!" Ian yelled. "Can't be trusted!"

The night was as black as ink, and the mist that filled the place and obscured the view stirred uneasily.

The demon of the black dog lowered his body, the hunter Hearn grabbed the horn, the skeleton of the death boat collided in the direction, and the hands of the anti-terrorist troops were already wet with sweat, it was their duty to hunt and kill terrorists, but now, they Seems to be involved in a battlefield never imagined.

And in a hidden corner that everyone does not know, Kant has already assumed the posture of Ihezhan.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky fluttered, revealing a corner of the moon wheel, and the clear light sprinkled down.

Ian's screams changed from pain to comfort, and the huge momentum reached its peak. The surging energy that filled the flesh grew endlessly. It seemed that the speed of strength improvement could never catch up with his flaming anger, and the crackling metal sounded. It exploded from the whole body, and the exoskeleton device was completely shattered!

Horus shouted: "Do it!"

At the same time, Ian roared: "Remove-putty-child-"

The next moment, a huge chain like a serpent strangled, the black dog demon galloped, claws swept across, the cold metal blades rushed like a torrential rain, the ghosts roared down grabbing the ethereal cable, and the combined attack of the knights of the round table seemed to be The horn of attack, the special forces opened fire!

Ian roared in anger and punched out.

The violent energy pushed the invisible air waves to roll and rush and spread turbulently.

The chain reversed, the black dog rolled and fell, the razors scattered and splattered, the ghosts howled and retreated, and the bullets that were shot bounced off in all directions. Ian's wife and daughter had already fainted from fright, and now they were lying at his feet. On the side, within three meters is an absolutely safe area, and all dangers have been completely blocked.

- Ah Chuan's Iaizan didn't swing.

A second before the righteous backstab was about to be launched, Kant's figure disappeared into the gate of phase and returned to a few hundred meters away. He lifted his hood with a strange expression.

"What?" Horus asked. "Can't you kill it?"

"Although I really want to play a meme that is very suitable for this situation..." Kant threw the headgear and fakes into the world of white mist, "But this is too **** funny, right?"

Transformers doesn't have the power of the Eye of the Phoenix and the Fire Thief, it can't understand, and can't find it.

In the field, Ian stood on the spot, the **** and terrifying monstrous power was unscrupulously publicized, the Knights of the Round Table were like enemies, the barber had already pulled out his mobile phone, and the Minister of the Interior hid behind the special forces and shouted in a hurried tone: " Prime Minister! Quickly send our Transcendent troops!"

The newly awakened superhuman stands proudly above the earth, staring at the two strongest violent forces in the light and darkness of England. Scared and uneasy, and he responded with a defiant roar, his anger still burning.

"Kill you!"

"Kill you!"

"Kill—you!"

With the rolling hatred and monstrous anger, Ian roared furiously, his arms swelled, his expression twisted with anger, he clenched his fists and roared: "KILL!"

The roaring face filled with pure anger was watched by everyone.

Then…

cracked.

The roaring mouth was suddenly torn open, a trace of muscle tissue swelled and then exploded, followed by facial features detaching from the skin, flesh blooming, skin tearing, scalp slitting, hair splashing, head to neck, all the way down, trunk and limbs, swelling The flesh and blood broke away from the explosion, inch after inch.

In the roar, the blood swelled, and the minced meat flowed all over the place.

Standing on the spot, only a blood-stained bone was left. Some kind of fascia-like thing wrapped his internal organs. Ian's skeleton looked around blankly, and then his eyeballs fell into the blood on the ground. A few drops of blood splattered, his mouth opened, and he fell back with a thud.

The scene became very quiet for a while.

Horus said in surprise: "Father, how many comics of the Big Divine Fist have you extracted?"

"If only I was so **** good."

Kant murmured: "He seems to have blown himself up - his body can't support this crazy increase in energy, this is too **** shit..."

Horus was stunned: "He died?"

"...It should be dead." The fire of the phoenix flashed in Kant's eyes, "The fire of life is quickly fading... Well, there is no one else."

Ian's skeleton turned its head slowly, then solidified.

Empty eyes stared at the wife and daughter who were close at hand.

One big and one small, their bodies were covered with warm flesh. Their faces were originally full of fear and panic, but now, they seemed to show a look of peace of mind and fell asleep.

Maybe they felt the warmth of their husband and father in the nightmare of fear.

Kant looked at this scene and sighed: "A sin."

Horus said indifferently: "Isn't this what you are playing with? You still have the face to say this."

"How the **** did I think of this compulsion and wake up like this? You motherfucker, I have prepared the script well, I have to call Achuan, and the round table, British and even the American Emperor will become one in minutes. Who knows Ian If you suddenly drop the chain here, you will die after your mother's awakening, are you kidding me?"

Kant retorted angrily, and then touched his chin: "What's going on? Is there a chance of self-destruction in awakening? I haven't heard the country say anything..."

"Anyway," Horus said, "Ian's situation is worth analyzing and studying... This process seems to contain the secret of the awakening of the supernatural beings on Earth, and we have to summarize the laws."

"indeed."

"Then, father."

"Um?"

"What to do with Ian's skeleton?"

Kant took a few glances and said, "The energy is escaping rapidly. Furthermore, the extraordinary awakening should lie in the spirit, and the physical body has no research value... I will put a space beacon in the past, and the round table must recover him, let me take a look. Can we do something."

"Um."

"But before that..." Kant said, "I have to make a call."

He took one last look at Ian's skeleton and turned to leave. Horus' optical device was still indifferently recording everything at the scene. It looked at Ian's skeleton thoughtfully.

"What the **** is going on? What? Is he dead?"

For the Round Table and the British government, the twists and turns just now were so horrifying and full of dark humor that they hadn't reacted after Ian blew himself up.

The Home Secretary shouted from behind: "Is this some kind of ruse? Are you sure? Shouldn't it be..."

The barber ignored him. He squatted in front of Ian's skeleton, looked into the empty eyes of the other party, and sighed: "What a pity, my brother... It's a pity, this is our loss."

Hunter Hearn's voice resounded coldly: "What should I do?"

"Bring his skeleton back to the branch. The clerks must be very interested. Why did Ian wake up again, and why did he die like this... Alas, what a pity."

The barber took off his hat and saluted Ian's body, then got up.

The deer helmeted knight asked, "Where are his wife and daughter?"

Todd glanced at the mother and daughter on the ground with disgust: "Despicable mortals... They made Ian worry too much and eventually killed him - sent to the horse farm."

The deer helmeted knight let out a gloomy sneer.

He leaned over to grab the two weak women, and suddenly heard a distant cry: "Hey!"

Hunter Hearn turned back, and a SAS officer shouted: "Let go of them - anyway, women and children are innocent, where do you want to take them?"

The barber's face sank, and he said coldly, "Ignorant mortals, don't provoke us."

"Don't do this, our mission is to control terrorists, not to bully women, let alone sit and watch you grotesque guys grab our people!"

"Let them go!" cried the officer.

"—What are you doing! Second Lieutenant! Shut your mouth and get out of your party!"

The Home Secretary said angrily: "This is not your place to speak!"

"Sir!" the officer said angrily, "Do you want to sit back and watch—"

The next moment, a razor was pressed against his throat, and the barber bluffed, his eyes arrogant.

The soldiers of the Special Air Service raised their guns without hesitation, and the Metropolitan Anti-Terrorism SWAT immediately dispersed. The Knights of the Round Table let out a low laugh, and they also had anger in their hearts that needed to be vented.

Just then, the Home Secretary's cell phone rang.

"Lord Prime Minister, we... what? I understand, but over there at the round table..."

"Yes!"

Hanging up the phone, the Home Secretary has changed his face and said to the Knights of the Round Table: "We're going to take these two women away - we're going to send them to China."

He pointed to Ian's skeleton: "The body belongs to you, and the people belong to us."

Todd sneered: "Is it the courage that Boris gave you? Mortal?"

The Home Secretary smiled: "No, it was someone the Prime Minister couldn't refuse who gave me courage - the Prime Minister asked me to tell you, Knights of the Round Table, let him go now, or wait for him to pick it up."

The barber was stunned for a moment, then realized something, and said angrily, "How did he know?"

The Home Secretary shrugged, and he looked at Ian's skeleton: "This sly guy may realize that he is not contacting the real Chinese embassy... He notified the Chinese through other channels, but the specific truth, We'll never know."

The barber's face changed several times, and finally turned around.

As they negotiated, the exoskeleton device covered in flesh and blood had been quietly taken away by the Phase Gate, and a space beacon was also positioned on Ian's skull.

Kant put down his phone, watched from a distance, and sighed.

"A pity for Ian?"

"What are you kidding? The unsaved scum will die if you die."

Kant paused and said softly, "It's just..."

"what?"

"...Nothing, I just feel a little weird."

However, the perception of the Phoenix Vision and the power of the fire thief was very clear.

Ian is probably dead.

Not long after, at the racecourse in the western suburbs of London, in the airtight basement room, the handsome man put down his mobile phone and smiled: "I lost two new toys... But it's okay, let's start?"

He looked playfully at the woman not far away.

"Long time no see, Sarana." The man smiled, "Would you like to meet some old friends?"

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