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"What rubbish, but that's all..."

Before he finished speaking, the wound on the triangle head's body slowly grew back. And even though there were several big holes in the body, the triangular head walked towards them slowly like a normal person.

Even by the standards of Deadpool, this recovery ability is too unscientific!

The triangular head slowly raised his palm, even though he didn't utter the rhythm of the dragon words, this mysterious great power still began to circulate in the air.

Schneider raised his head, and even with the naked eye, he could see the rhythm of tremors in the air above their heads, as if a scorching heat was revealed in the cracked air.

What attack is coming!

The members of the equipment department decisively used the protective equipment they carried!

They slammed two dark golden objects like metal chrysalis on the ground. The moment they touched the ground, the golden 'chrysalis' turned into a pool of dark golden molten iron.

In an instant, the 'molten iron' seeped into the ground, forming a complex and mysterious alchemical pattern like a pattern.

An alchemy field was formed within a circle with a diameter of 20 meters around it, and there seemed to be no figure in the air, like a stirring hymn, and the dark golden barrier carried the power called 'resistance'.

And the attack of the triangle head also followed at this moment.

The air above Schneider's head burst suddenly, as if there was an invisible high explosive in the center, and it exploded above their heads! The violent repulsive air pressure destroys everything within the range of the person, and the gas contains thousands of degrees of high-temperature heat!

Dust-free land + Junyan, a combination of words!

Even though they were protected by the 'field' extended by the alchemy props in the equipment department, Schneider and the professors still felt the pain of their skin as if they were outside the scorching furnace!

"What kind of monster is that?" the head of the equipment department exclaimed.

"Ghost knows? You guys can do something!" Manstein roared.

"No way, all the large-scale weapon response equipment in Kassel has been blocked, and we can't use anything except alchemy weapons!"

The head of the equipment department roared

boom! ! !

Remember to recede before the aftermath of that shot came, followed by another compound speech that exploded above their heads!

The alchemy lines spreading under their feet began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye. If they couldn't withstand such an attack for a few rounds, they might all be finished!

"Doesn't that thing need to consume a price to use the language?"

Professor Guderian was holding his head in embarrassment. This is unreasonable and unscientific!

Although Yanling is not a scientific thing at all, he still has to follow the most basic law of energy conservation.

Dragon text and air resonate to produce the power of speech spirit, and it is the user's spiritual power that is responsible for initiating and catalyzing it. And the side effects such as splitting headache, listlessness, and even collapse after using Yan Ling many times are just like this.

"I'm afraid there is something that replaces its mental power consumption..." Professor Manstein stared at the yellow spirit stone on the chest of the triangular head, and said in a low voice

"Damn it, there is no other way, I can only use this thing!"

Abdullah, the minister of the equipment department, gritted his teeth slightly, and took out a statue from the box next to him

It was like a statue of two entangled dragons biting and devouring each other. The moment it was taken out, the 'living spirit' existing in it began to sing in a low voice with the air.

The sad ballad drifted away with the wind, arousing the resonance of the dragon's blood in the surrounding mixed races.

"Are you crazy Abdullah? Use this stuff in Kassel!"

Professor Manstein looked at the statue in Abdullah's hand with horror on his face. This thing was an alchemical relic they had found in a sea dragon ruins on the Aegean seabed in ancient Greece.

This thing seems to be from the hands of a certain dragon king, just like the precious alchemy and dragon slaying suit 'Seven Deadly Sins', but the only difference is that this thing can only be used once.

The 'living spirit' stored here is a certain second-generation dragon who committed a serious crime. As punishment, his soul was made into a living spirit and imprisoned in it forever.

"I can't take care of so much!" Abdullah squeezed the statue tightly, gnashing his teeth

"If we drag on any longer, we will all die here! The secret party's reinforcements are too late to rescue us, and we can't even find out how the enemy blocked all our signals!"

"Although the destruction of Kassel's superficial buildings has suffered heavy losses, it is not an unaffordable price—the focus is on the contents of the ice cellar and the Well of Annihilation! That is the most important thing!"

Manstein didn't say much anymore, only Schneider stared at the statue and said in a hoarse voice

"It shouldn't be stored there..."

"That's right, it's 'Rhine'!"

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Chapter 61. Triangular Truth

The fusion of the ancestor virus gave Wesker's life an unprecedented sublimation.

His strength, reaction speed, agility, and various indicators have been strengthened to a level far beyond that of humans, and he can even do such unimaginable things as dodging bullets. With his ability to go to the Olympics, it is not difficult to win medals in all events.

But now, facing the two black monsters attacking together, Wesker has fallen to the point where he is rolling all over the ground to support with difficulty.

Wesker is very embarrassed now, the handsome and cold black windbreaker has been torn to pieces, and the sunglasses used to cover it have also been broken, but blood is flowing in the muddy vertical pupils, and the bones are also whining. It was completely beaten up by Fatty.

"Damn! When will you be better?"

Wesker threw away the pistol that was completely out of the last bullet in his hand, looked at the two black deadpools approaching in front of him, anxiously and angrily urged

"Don't worry, it's still close."

In his vision, the white shadow was holding a glass of Pepsi and a glass of Coca-Cola together, then inserted the straw in, took a sip, and waved lazily

"The domain of this place affects my correction of your coordinates, but you should also feel lucky. The result of the collision between 'eternal world' and 'domain' is that this area cannot use any words and yin and yang, otherwise it will be against that The monsters under the two ice cellars, you are already dead."

Wesker bit his lip, he was almost numb to the pain now

The thing that opposes Wesker is Deadpool, and it's not an ordinary Deadpool.

These monsters are all secret weapons kept in captivity by the secret party. After using the "violent blood" technology in the past to push their blood to the irreversible side, they were frozen and reformed by Kassel's board of directors, and finally turned into monsters. It has become a living weapon for suicide missions.

If Chu Zihang hadn't passed the test of the hearing a year ago, he would have been thrown here to make this thing.

That is to say, these two dead waiters can be regarded as two Chu Zihang who have gone crazy.

It is indeed extremely difficult for Wesker to persist until now.

Two black shadows pounced on here, under the dark golden pupils reflecting the extreme desire for flesh and blood, deadly sharp claws lurk in the shadows, grabbing towards Wesker's deadly parts.

Wesker no longer had all the weapons in his hands, so he could only fight them with his bare hands.

The reaction speed and physical strength he was proud of were completely crushed by these two monsters.

In just a few seconds of fighting, there were dozens of deep scars on his body that were visible to the bone!

"Damn, help me quickly! Or send me away—"

Wesker turned around and ran away without hesitation, an uncontrollable fear in his angry voice

He is also afraid of death. Albert Wesker is a madman, but he is also a madman who is afraid of death.

The white shadow looked at him indifferently, and even took a sip of Coke leisurely. He...was really desperate.

It is one aspect of being unable to define the direct coordinates to open the portal, and another aspect of not wanting to save the bastard Wesker. Because in his plan, Wesker's value is gone.

This is a fool without 'talent'.

Even though he is a rare hero in the human field, from the perspective of 'them', Wesker is a guy who has no spirituality, ordinary blood, and even a guardian spirit can't control him.

This kind of waste material has no value in transformation at all. In his opinion, even a fool like Ishida Mitsunari has more value in transformation than Wesker.

"Ah, it's time to end."

Looking at Wesker who was driven to death, he smiled and put down the Coke cup

Just when he was about to admire Wesker's death, a powerful 'field' suddenly swept across Kassel!

On the contrary, it is the complete collapse of the spirit stone barrier that constitutes the semi-finished "Moment of Encountering the Devil".

"Tch, have you been found out... Forget it, let's go."

He clicked his tongue in displeasure, dropped the Coke and stood up, and said to Wesker, who had a large piece of meat caught

"Hold on for ten seconds, and I'll send you out right away!"

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Ling Ling? Rhine, even on the periodic table of speaking spirits, he is a terrifying speaking spirit with a very high ranking of 112.

On the mixed-race sorted speech spirit cycle ticket, starting from No. 113 is called a top-secret speech spirit, among which No. 112 and above are also called god-level speech spirits, and Rhine is the only non-top-secret god-level speech spirit.

The only two cases he used caused extremely tragic results. The first use was at 7:11 am on June 30, 1908. Even people on the Rhine could clearly see the scene of the tragic explosion.

It is because of this that this word spirit was named 'Rhein'

For the second use, his owner is the descendant of the Cassel family, Menes Cassel, who chose to use it during the battle with the unidentified first-generation Dragon King Li Wuyue who sneaked into Commissioner Kassel. This ultimate word spirit died with him.

As a result, the Kassel manor was razed to the ground within a radius of ten kilometers, and Li Wuyue died without a whole body, including of course all members of the Lion Heart Society and many members of the secret party in Kassel at the time.

That incident was the catastrophic event that caused the secret party to suffer heavy losses, and was later called the "Mourning of Summer".

It can be said that the Rhine is the nuclear bomb of the spiritual world, and its pure destructive ability is a simple explosion-it can create an explosion even more terrifying than a nuclear bomb.

If this word spirit is released in Kassel, there is no doubt that the invading enemy will be dead, but Kassel will also be razed to the ground!

But for Abdullah, he will choose to accept this result! Because their enemy is a terrifying existence suspected of being the first generation.

The root cure for the dogma deep in their mixed-race genes is to fight the dragons forever! As long as you can slay the dragon, it doesn't matter how much you sacrifice!

"Let's vote with a show of hands." Abdullah said lightly

He raised his hand, Schneider also raised his hand, Professor Manstein firmly opposed, and Guderian slowly raised his hand after hesitating for a moment.

"Guderian, are you crazy?" Manstein clenched his fists and roared.

"I'm not crazy, I just know that if the principal were here, he would make the same choice." Guderian wiped his eyes, changed his previous confusion, and said calmly

"Most of the first-year students have already left Kassel. Many people will die if the Rhine is detonated now, but...it's better than the situation getting out of hand."

"As long as one of the first generations can be dragged into the water before dying, these losses are acceptable!"

"Guderian!!!" Manstein roared and punched his old friend, then raised his hand tremblingly

"Okay, all the votes are passed." Abdullah closed his eyes and held up the statue tremblingly

Are they afraid? Of course they are afraid, but they will not hesitate. The professors, students, and people in the equipment department here will not have any hesitation about slaying the dragon.

Because this is a racial dispute, a life-and-death battle between humans and dragons. Even though they usually think that they are superior to ordinary people, they are not like those corrupt nobles who enjoy the results but do not take responsibility.

They are indeed nobles, but just like the founding nobles who followed the chivalry virtues in ancient Europe. Maybe they are arrogant and arrogant, but if they want to sacrifice for their own career and glory, they will not hesitate.

At this moment, the triangular head was ready to release the compound speech spirit again. This time, he also added a "Pupil of the Wind King", intending to use the three-in-one speech spirit to send everyone on the road!

call~~~

An invisible cold wind blew across the land of Kassel.

The next moment, the living spirits of the statue in Abdullah's hands fell into a deep sleep, including the alchemy field under his feet, as well as the compound speech spirit brewing in the hands of the triangular head!

"Don't act like you're dead, blow up your house with 'Rhine' again? Angers will eat me alive!"

Not far away, a man wearing a brown cowboy hat, a delicate suit, a dusty leather jacket, and spur boots walked over while complaining.

This man is dressed like Iskwood in 'High Noon', but the belly made by drinking beer and eating junk food all the year round makes this man look like the brainless ones who were beaten to death in western movies Fat corrupt sheriff.

"Father?!"

"Ah, here I come, put your things away for me, Manstein, and send me a new TV somewhere after tonight."

The night watchman rolled his eyes and raised his hand to light a cigarette. With the flames burning the cigarette butt, while the aroma of the tobacco spread, the lights in Kassel instantly lit up!

"A call is coming! The nuclear power plant unit below has begun to operate normally!"

"All equipment is back to normal!"

The members of the equipment department who stayed under the ice cellar called out in surprise, and everyone's malfunctioning mobile phones also recovered communication.

The triangle head's movements froze in place, or in other words, like a fish thrown onto the shore, his movements became stiff and slow.

But even so, the triangle head still waved the machete in his hand and slashed towards the night watchman!

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !

Six consecutive gunshots happened in an instant, and the night watchman held a cigarette in his mouth and turned the alchemy revolver with patterns in his hand calmly, and the huge driving force of the revolver bullet also shattered the triangle-headed helmet directly.