High Above

  Chapter 396 are all twenty-five boys (13)

   A while ago.

  South Ridge, Nauman City.

  The gust of wind sweeping from southeast to northwest carried heavy rain clouds and lightning and thunder, pouring interlaced lightning and rain curtains over the city.

  In the city, there are many tall buildings. The tower of the psyker, the castle of the lord and the four major alchemy workshops each lead a group of buildings, called the prosperous glory, which makes the whole city shimmer with brilliance

The shadow of the Baisen Mountains in the distance faintly emerged when the thunder struck, and almost all the lightning gathered on the lightning rods of the major alchemy workshops in the city. The dense and turbulent current carried a high temperature enough to melt metal, but in The flickering inscriptions are tamed, poured into the heart of the furnace, converted into a gentle current, and become an energy source that can be used by the public.

   The bright radiance produced when the lightning is tamed clearly illuminates the entire city, but even so, this bright nightless light cannot spread to the plain gardens on the outskirts of the city.

  In the dark rainy night, there are people moving.

  On thunderstorm nights in early summer, even monsters will stay quietly in their lairs. Only thunder monsters such as Thunderhunter Jellyfish and Electrode Wolf will go out to look for traces of thunder.

  But in this suburban garden where there should be no one, there are actually quite a few figures that can be vaguely seen. The figures are very vague. If you don't look carefully, you may mistake them for the reflection of the trees. But if you look carefully, you will find that these figures are all wearing strange clothes or armor. black profiled.

  Carrying a lot of strange equipment, they were marching silently, and came to the periphery of Nauman City in this thunderstorm, close to the central city of the South Ridge.

   Until they were stopped by a thunderbolt.

  A cyan-blue thunderbolt fell, and there was a huge roar. The forest was ignited, and the flames interlaced with the rain, releasing thick black smoke that billowed upwards.

  The figures who were moving in the dark stopped, and they all raised their heads in unison, looking into the sky.

In the diffuse black smoke and rain, there is a knight stepping on the magnetic sand. He seems to be flying in the air, wearing a blue armor, and the armor is covered with countless black magnetic sand that is continuously raised and sunken. The dense current visible to the naked eye staggered and gathered on these raised magnetic sand nails, forming ferocious but destructive lines.

  The knight whose face was covered by the dragon-horned helmet didn't say a word, but tightly held the handle of the city-breaking gun that was still lingering with lightning, and his finger was still on the trigger.

  The cyan-blue electric light gathered in the muzzle of the blunderbuss gun, blazing and dangerous, it vibrated quietly, making the light even more dazzling.

  Under the Marquis of Barton, the governor of Nanling, the head of the Strict Guard Knights, "Chris of Magneto-Optics".

   "Everyone of the Institute of the Intellect, stop here."

The knight's voice was neither loud nor deep, but it seemed to leave reverberations in people's ears like lightning and thunder. Fireland Assassins attack, and Nauman City is under full martial law."

"It's flying flames again... The Marquis of Barton is lucky, he is not dead." The leader of the men in black stepped forward, and he was not afraid of the electric arcs that filled the body of the magneto-optical knight, and let him be ashamed in a lazy and frivolous way. Reminiscent of the tone of some kind of big snake, he said: "Stand back, let me chat with Sir Knight."

  The men in black who came with him did not hesitate, and all retreated to the depths of the woods.

   After confirming that there was no one there, they nodded to each other, each using thunder and fog to block the sound and light around them.

"A merchant ship in Canaan Moore mysteriously disappeared in the offshore waterway recently. I thought it was encountered by pirates or monsters. Later, it was proved that this ship was related to the 'Dragon Worship Cult'. Someone on that ship carried information about Four hundred years ago, the relevant clues of the Kalan ancient dragon 'Ice Menglong' were chased by the candle-bearer troops of Canaan Moore, and finally sank in our waters."

The tone of the magneto-optical knight was still serious, but the words in his mouth suddenly changed: "Most believers of the Dragon Worship Cult are killed, but the clues of the ancient dragon in the intelligence are missing. The two candle holders tried to sneak into Nauman City to find clues. It was discovered by the Knights and is now locked in the city."

   "Master Marquis, Grand Duke Sorin and Jing Haiwei have both received the news, and all parties are rushing here. Lord Marquis suspects that there is an inner ghost of Canaan Moor in the city, so he uses an excuse to block the city. What is your identity?"

  The man in black did not answer this question, but instead asked, "Why, do you need my help?"

The magneto-optical knight Chris nodded: "His Royal Highness has always been very interested in this kind of news. I am lurking in Nauman City, and I have a prominent status. In addition, Feiyan has been doing a lot of things recently, and there are many things to do. .If possible, I hope you, 'Night Snake', can help to collect information about the Dragon Worship Cult, which should be available in the Institute of Gnosis."

"Yes. By the way, do me a favor." The black-clothed man called 'Night Snake' said lazily: "The Marquis of Barton blocked the redstone alchemy workshop. In the experimental base, three projects are affected—His Majesty's mission is also very important, and it is bound by the oath, so I can't ignore it, so I have to come and have a look."

  The knight nodded slightly: "It should be affected, and I will try to solve it when I go back. But doesn't the Institute of Gnosis listen to His Majesty more? Why is it still cooperating with Grand Duke Sorin?"

"The materials for human experiments on his side are relatively cheap. It costs almost no money to buy refugees, and the supply is relatively large." The man in black explained: "If there is no project in Nanling, we plan to use the southern biological laboratory Moved to Dagongling... Where is Huaiguang Church? Are they not interested in ancient dragons? I remember that they monitor the whereabouts of real dragons very strictly."

"The two temple executors 'Redemption' and 'Bright Sword' have set off before the blockade, and their target is Leonland." The magneto-optical knight said: "You know, they have no interest in this kind of struggle between countries , Archbishop Tianyan shut the Marquis' envoy at bay."

"By the way." Speaking of this, the knight tilted his head: "Have you finished the experiment in Lai'an? If you haven't finished it, cut off the relationship quickly. The monk who redeemed the light is not an official priest, so it may be more relaxed, but Hui The sword is. If they find any clues, His Highness will give up on you."

"How?" The news was indeed beyond the expectation of the man in black, and he couldn't even maintain the previous procrastinating tone: "I know they are investigating the disappearance of the agate stone plain, but it has only been a long time, and they have found Ryan to take it away." ? The human trafficking organization in Lanjun Town and the horse bandits in Beiqiu are all suspects, didn't they investigate?"

  Magnetic Light did not speak, but Ye Snake frowned, and then sighed: "This group of damned monks is always like this. At critical moments, bad people do good things... Only a few people died, why did they suddenly dispatch executors?"

After being silent for a while, he said, "The plan has changed. I have to go back to Lai'an as soon as possible to get the clues destroyed. I can't help you check the information. But those people in the Institute of Intellectual Intelligence can be entrusted to you to command, just say that it is me and You reach an agreement that they resume the operation of the Redstone Lab as soon as possible, but they cannot leave the workshop."

   "I'll give you the secret key. Get it yourself when you're on patrol. Don't let them find out—if you find out, just silence it. I'll find a way to cover it up."

"it is good."

  The knight simply agreed: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard." Taking out the secret key in the shape of a twelve-sided dice from the black bionic armor, and handing it to the knight, Night Snake replied lightly: "This is what I wanted to do, even if I didn't join His Highness, To provide His Highness with the information of the Institute of the Intellect, I will do the same thing now."

At this moment, his voice is not as procrastinated as he deliberately pretended to be before, just like a snake hissing, it is just a tired researcher: "Your Majesty is indeed a lunatic, but this project itself has great value, neither you nor His Highness understand , Among the many research projects that His Majesty inherited from the late Emperor, only 'Echo' can bring about fundamental changes to this world."

"Mind cloning and immortality are just mind cloning, the crazy dream of a madman, the late emperor did not study this." The knight's voice showed a hint of displeasure: "Your Highness is determined to resist because he knows this hateful plan, aren't you and I both?" Are you willing to swear an oath to follow His Highness's grand plan and wish to transform the empire?"

   "You can't understand that's all." Night Snake turned his head: "The focus has never been on the echo itself, and it has nothing to do with immortality."

   "Although our majesty is crazy, he is never stupid. His majesty is a little bit mean."

  He walked out of the silent circle set by the two, his steps were steady and firm, without any confusion.

   Soon, the team of men in black followed the Magneto-Optical Knight back to Nauman City. This was a normal handover process, which did not arouse any doubt.

  The figure of the Night Snake disappeared into the darkness.

  (end of this chapter)