Blue Sword

"That's it, that's it."

Facing the humanoid angel made of light, Adelaide excitedly operated the instrument and recorded a large amount of data.

"Hey! Why did you stop?" The light suddenly dissipated, revealing the tired-looking blonde female knight. Adelaide immediately shouted dissatisfied.

"I can't maintain the holy sword state for long." Eleanor replied.

Of course, you can hold on, but you will definitely be paralyzed again later. Looking at Adelaide's excited and panting face, Eleanor really didn't want to be paralyzed in front of this female bishop who obviously had a problem. God knew what would happen next.

"That's it." Adelaide also calmed down and said with one hand on her hip, "It seems that the maximum duration of the Unyielding Holy Sword is much longer than the limits of Charlemagne and Roland recorded in the legend. It is indeed... "

She almost said "As expected of my sister", but fortunately she swallowed it back in time, took out a bottle of spray from the bag of her white coat, and threw it to Eleanor:

"this is for you."

"What is this?" Eleanor caught the spray.

"Diluted modafinil." Adelaide shrugged. "It's actually 2-[(diphenylmethyl)sulfoxide]acetamide, a central nervous system stimulant. Hold it in your mouth and take a sip. , can greatly enhance your willpower and extend the duration of the Indomitable Holy Sword."

"Thank you." Eleanor silently stuffed it into the bag, planning to go back and give it to Nora.

In fact, before coming here, Aske told her:

If the other party asks you to perform the Unyielding Holy Sword, you can deal with it however you want, because extraordinary swordsmanship cannot be analyzed.

However, if the other person asks you to eat something, don't eat it. Like prosthetic modifications, drug abuse is also a characteristic of Solomon City, and well-behaved girls should not get even a little bit involved.

Seeing her put the spray into her pocket, Adelaide didn't take it seriously and just said lightly:

"The half-life of Modafinil is 10-15 hours. You can take it when you feel tired, but you can't take it more than twice a day."

Don’t worry, I won’t even try one bite. Eleanor thought silently.

"Speaking of it." Adelaide continued to look at the instrument data, and after realizing that no useful conclusions could be drawn from it, he moved another chair over and began to care about his sister's lifelong events, "You and your team Have you confessed your feelings?"

Eleanor:? ? ? ! ! !

"Did you misunderstand something?" The blonde female knight forced out a puzzled expression and said, "Our captain and I just have a pure comrade-in-arms relationship..."

"Oh, really?" Adelaide had no doubts, "That's great."

"What's so good?" asked Eleanor.

"That's right." Adelaide put his hands on the back of the chair and said casually, "The competition in your team is fierce. I don't recommend that you go into the same muddy water as those people."

Eleanor:………………

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"These information..." Mi'er flipped through the documents on the table in the scientific research cabin, "I can't understand it at all."

Mia ran to one of the culture tanks and stared at the human body soaked in it in a daze.

"This is also very simple. We can ask another priest." Rasul said with a smile, pulling out a priest from the void. The other party calmed down, as if he hadn't gotten used to it yet, and then when he was about to speak, his eyes became dull again.

"What experiment are you conducting in this cabin?" Rasul asked.

"Extraordinary ability replication experiment." The priest answered mechanically, "We clone multiple samples of the extraordinary person's genes and try to achieve bloodline abilities similar to the original body in the cloned human body."

"What's the result?" Rasul asked again.

"The genetic material extracted from the original body, after human body cultivation and reconstruction, can only possess some of the incomplete characteristics of the original body." The priest replied, "It is so incomplete that it cannot even display the extraordinary abilities possessed by the original body."

"So, where is the body of the transcendent used for cloning?" Rasul asked, "Is it also in this cabin?"

"The experimental body is named Francis. He comes from the port city of Syracuse in Sicily and was captured by the Templars in April 237 of the Sixth Age. The subsequent experiments entered the third stage. The experimental body has lost its use value, so according to the extraordinary Category IV projects are stipulated to be destroyed after approval by the Scientific Ethics Committee." The priest replied dully.

be destroyed.

Mi'er's pupils shrank slightly, and Mia also held down the short knife on her forearm with a solemn expression.

The two little girls are not novices on the battlefield. They have personally ended the lives of many enemies. They do not have compassionate characters. However, when I heard the word "destroyed" and thought of the meaning behind it, I still couldn't help but feel a strong chill.

In other words, the extraordinary beings in this experiment...even their "human" attributes were completely deprived by the Holy See.

Mia suddenly pulled out the short sword, and the priest's figure had disappeared into the air again - Rasul released the priest's maintenance.

"Why don't you let me kill him?" Mia asked.

"It makes no sense." Rasul replied, "There are infinite world lines around the world we are in."

"In almost every world, there is a Holy See that engages in witch hunting campaigns against extraordinary beings. Each Holy See has a large number of priests. Can you kill them all?"

"No." Mia replied confidently, "But I can relieve my anger! My thoughts are clear!"

Rasul:? ? ?

"Okay, then you kill him." Rasul stretched out his hand and pulled out another priest.

Mia:………………

"No need." She put away the dagger bitterly, "Who knows if this priest is still the same one as before."

"So, you have also seen." Rasul concluded, "The Holy See's rule over the entire world is based on the exploitation of ordinary people at the bottom, as well as the suppression and massacre of extraordinary people."

"As long as ordinary people are willing to be oppressed, they may be able to survive. As long as extraordinary people do not have the strength to compete with the Holy See, they will immediately encounter a tragic and unpredictable fate."

"Whether you accept it or not, you are already extraordinary, and you are naturally on the opposite side of the Holy See. The demonic tide will fall again one day, and your spirituality will be suppressed, but the power of the Holy See will no longer be weakened. .”

"At that time, what will you do if the Holy See attacks you again? Without the strength of the Antichrist, if they choose to attack Asker, what can you do?"

Mia frowned upon hearing this, feeling that what Rasul said was very reasonable. You must know that the lifespan of extraordinary beings is extremely long, and the demonic tide cannot always be at its peak. Once it drops back down, won't everyone's strength be suppressed?

The Holy See's attitude towards extraordinary beings has been made clear. What will it do after the demonic tide recedes...what else can be done? In the past, when the demon tide didn't rise, were the horrific witch-hunting movements across the continent just for fun?

"I understand what you mean." Mi'er frowned and said, "But what we see now is what you want us to see."

"After all, the fastest way to promote an alliance is to establish a common enemy. However, until now, I don't know what the revolutionary army is, so how can I join you?"

"It's not about joining us, it's about leading us," Rasul said. "It's destiny."

"So I really can't believe this arrangement." Mi'er said helplessly, "Sir Rasul, if fate arranges for you to die one day, will you accept it willingly?"

"If my death is of sufficient value." Rasul smiled meaningfully, "I will accept it."

Mi'er sighed: "But I definitely won't."

"Well, I don't expect to be able to convince you this time or twice." Rasul said in a relaxed tone, "Then let's get out of here first."

The three of them left the Lateran Palace and returned to the original clothing store. Rasul rummaged through the counter a few times and took out the reward he had prepared in advance.

The formula of Shadow IV, the corresponding spiritual materials, and the personal dagger of Lancelot, the chief Knight of the Round Table, the only transcendent person in history who has mastered the Ripple Sword.

"Here you go, little Mia." Rasul threw the thing to Mia, who quickly caught it quickly.

"As for you, Mi'er. The opportunity to change your destiny is always reserved for you, just wait until you are willing to accept it." Rasul smiled and said to Mi'er, "Tomorrow at 14:00 in the Licinius Hall, How about we meet at the bottom and I will take you to learn about the revolutionary army?"

"Okay." Mi'er hesitated for a moment, but decided to agree.

But before that, she wanted to talk to Ask.

Thanks to Ruo Ruo for his 1,000 coins at that time, and to Damocles52 for his 100 coins~