Calamity Crown

When Ann drove the gunship to dump ammunition on the roof of the police station, Gert, who was not far from the police station, showed a smile.

"Finally caught you, little mouse."

Tall, with straight hair and fierce eyes, Gert showed a ferocious but inexplicably perverted smile.

That smile is utterly chilling.

He has tracked down this group of 'rats' hiding in the dark for a long time.

Every time the opponent escaped.

Every time is close.

The other party is very smart, knows how to use everything available, and hides among those low-level civilians.

However, no matter how well he hides it, he will eventually catch him.

The clues after Bolton's death last time allowed him to roughly lock on some targets.

But now, after a little use, the other party finally showed his feet.

As for the Bureau Chief Kurno and Congressman Bolton who died in order to force the other party to show their feet?

If you die, you die.

It's not an important person anyway.

This kind of guy, among the group of people he knows, there are really many.

After all, there are plenty of capable people.

There are very few stages that they lack.

Or……

All the stages are in the hands of a very small number of people.

And these very few people use the game called 'rules' to manipulate who is on stage, the number of people on stage, and when necessary, to make the stage vibrate, so that these 'actors' attract attention in front of the stage.

There is both honor and invective.

The 'actors' harvest everything on the stage.

The audience off the stage applauded.

The guy in the shadow of the stage who thinks he has everything in his hands is reaping the benefits contained in it.

It's each other's choice.

But he, Gert, is different.

He's here, not on stage, but... cooperation!

Work with the very few, the ones who can really be called the big shots, the ones who control everything.

In order to consolidate their rights, those few people who are called big shots have formulated more 'rules of the game'.

And him?

Very simple, for power!

In the hands of those guys, he held the power he had been looking forward to for a long time—the power that only those who were truly favored by fate could grasp, otherwise it would be a pile of waste paper.

Every time he thinks of the uncomfortable expressions of those big men who are sitting on the treasure mountain but can't get it when they see him, Gert can't help but want to laugh out loud.

He likes this scene the most.

It was comparable to his excitement when hunting.

However, seeing those so-called important people often, his pleasure became weaker and weaker, and the threshold gradually increased to a level that he could not even imagine.

So, he is going to change the way.

He was about to enjoy the long-lost hunting thrill.

Otherwise, with his status, it would be impossible to appear here.

"Follow up."

"Don't startle the snake."

"This time, I'm going to play slowly."

Gert stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

"Yes, Director."

The four subordinates around Gert said at the same time.

Director!

That's right, Gert is the real director of the Abnormal Affairs Investigation Bureau.

He is also the director of the Western FBI.

He was the one who just talked to Kurno on the phone.

As a hunter, the pleasure of hunting will be halved if you don't personally participate in the hunt.

With this belief, Gert came to Star City half a year ago.

He observed many prey.

Bobbit?

In the circle of the mysterious side of Star City, he is quite well-known, but he knows the details of the other party, so he is not very interested in Bobbit. After all, he knows too well the shortcomings of the Celtic blood sacrifice.

The Jeffrey trio?

He was a little interested.

Especially Jeffrey, he is very interested in the extremely fast, streamer-like secret technique.

It's a pity that he was killed by a fledgling kid.

Goethe Winchester!

Thinking of that kid, Gert frowned.

Not because of what happened to that kid.

Although it has some strength, it is very weak. Otherwise, the battle with Bobbit and Jeffrey would not need to go through so many arrangements. He didn't take Goethe to heart at all.

What he really cares about is Winchester!

That kid's adoptive father, Winchester, is what he cares most about!

He even suspected that what Goethe did was Winchester's arrangement!

After all, Winchester sealed the 'Heisa'!

That was a power beyond his expectations.

You know, that's 'Heisa'.

Of course, Winchester was definitely injured.

Otherwise, with the character of the other party, it is impossible for him to hide when he came to Star City half a year ago-under normal circumstances, although the other party is a bit rascal, he will definitely not escape.

As for the 'that thing' after sealing the 'Heisa'?

Geert was certainly not on Goethe.

If he was there, the instrument on his body would definitely respond.

Therefore, when Goethe showed extraordinary power, he suspected that it was Winchester's suspicion.

That's why he hesitated to make a move.

Then he made some interesting discoveries.

A "resistance" organization actually appeared in Star City. Although it is not known when it appeared, Gert thought it was a pleasant warm-up before enjoying the real prey.

Especially after several failures, Gert was even more interested.

He is enjoying it more and more.

Of course, there's that Auston.

At any time, someone will sing against him.

Auston was the one who played against him.

Moreover, it is also closely related to several of those so-called big men.

Therefore, in his plan to come to Star City, the opponent is the second target.

He has been staring at the student of the other party, the young man named Alex, but he did not expect that the other party was captured by Goethe. That trap is useless.

Fortunately!

There is still prey to enjoy!

Gert was about to tremble at the thought, and he couldn't help laughing.

Especially after seeing groups of crows covering the sky, the laughter became even louder.

"Winchester?"

"really!"

"You can't hold back!"

"come on!"

"Make me feel happy!"

Gert yelled.

His four subordinates greeted him.

One of the women with a seductive face opened her mouth directly facing the crowd of crows.

The mouth was opened to the extreme, as if it was completely free from the shackles of the chin, so that the originally alluring face became unspeakably weird.

Then--

Buzz buzz!

Amidst the sound of insect wings flapping, a swarm of blowflies flew out of the woman's mouth.

Tiny maggots hatched in the woman's stomach.

More flies flew out continuously and collided with the crows.

Crows and flies.

The crow should have the upper hand, but the moment it collided with the fly, the crow fell in pieces.

Not because of the high number of flies.

It's because flies are poisonous.

Seeing this scene, the other three all laughed.

Although my companion's secret technique is a little disgusting, but every time, it can receive miraculous results.

The three of them who cooperated for a long time acted at the same time when their companions had the upper hand.

Among the three, one raised his hands slightly.

laugh!

Accompanied by a strong stench, a green mist filled the air.

The remaining two put on their gas masks in preparation.

One escaped into the ground.

One person drew a knife and went straight.

Everything is as it has been practiced in the past.

The fly girl is responsible for pinning and attracting.

The green mist man is responsible for covering the field of vision and assisting in the attack.

The man who escaped and the man with the knife gave the opponent a fatal blow.

Everything is the same as usual.

They didn't expect anything unexpected to happen.

After all, they knew everything about Goethe.

By that adult's side, they knew that the seemingly powerful Goethe was actually a 'rookie'.

Facing such a 'rookie', how could they lose?

Therefore, when the inferior blood crow flew out, the four of them were caught off guard.

Scarlet blood crows flitted across the sky.

The speed, strength, and defense far surpassed that of ordinary crows, making those flies useless. Those poisons that could kill ordinary crows were completely ignored by the inferior blood crows.

And the beak and claws of the inferior blood crow brought disaster to the girl of the fly.

More than a dozen inferior blood crows revolved around the fly girl, cutting the fly girl into a blood gourd like a thousand knives.

Mist Man is a little more direct.

A second-class blood crow flew past.

His eyes were caught blind.

His throat was slit.

The man who escaped into the ground was a little miserable. He was taken care of by the 'Spirit of the Blood Raven'.

Feel the sharp cutting feeling.

Feeling the pain of flesh and blood being separated from the body.

The Dungeon Man floated to the ground and yelled at Gert.

"My lord, save me! Help me!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Witnessing his men being swarmed with blood and scars in the siege of the crows, Gert not only didn't have the slightest intention to step forward to help, but became more and more excited when he heard the cries for help.

For Gert, subordinates are tools.

Tools are divided into good and bad.

It is easy to use, so it is natural to carry it with you.

If it doesn't work, then go to hell.

Compared with people like Kurno and Bolton, there are more or less tool people.

low?

No, not cheap.

It's a complete free gift.

Those guys would like to sell everything in order to gain a little bit of power from him.

Nature includes the body.

Seeing the Fly Girl who gave herself to him for power, lying in a pool of blood completely unrecognizable at this moment, Gert grinned.

Looking at the pain on the face of the green mist man who gave his wife to him for power, was blinded by the crow, and passed over his neck, Gert blushed.

Looking at the man next to him who gave his sister to him for strength, and begged him before dying, Gert shuddered.

Very enjoyable.

But not enough.

"That's it! That's it!"

"Keep going!"

He murmured in a low voice, staring fixedly at the last subordinate.

The man with the knife did not choose to trade with him.

But, he forced it.

He was very cool at the time.

Now he is more enjoyable.

He widened his eyes, watching the man with the knife staggering and dodging under the attack of the crow, his breathing became heavy again, and every time the crow left a scar on the man with the knife, his body would shudder. Shake it.

In the end, such jitters became one piece.

"Ahhh!"

A cry of unknown meaning came out of Gert's mouth.

When the highest pitched voice was raised again, the knife-wielding man who was already at the end of his battle and was about to die at any time suddenly turned his blade and came straight towards Gert.

The long knife returned to the scabbard, and the next moment——

Clang!

After a short charge, it will be cut out at a faster speed.

The cold light was so dazzling that ordinary people could not see things.

The sharp blade is enough to cut anyone in half.

Gert closed his eyes, enjoying the aftertaste of pleasure.

Just when the long knife was about to pass by his neck, he slowly raised his hand and clamped the blade.

"too slow."

Gert commented.

The knife-wielding man drew the knife vigorously, but Gert's two fingers seemed to be welded to the long knife, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

Just like back then.

What made the man with the knife even more uncomfortable was the words in Gert's mouth.

"Go on, resist hard."

"It's the same as before."

"The more you resist, the more excited I get."

At this moment, Gert's normal face turned red again.

"drink!"

The knife-wielding man, both ashamed and angry, let go of his knife-holding hands, and he just hugged Gert like this, and the explosives hidden in his body and body followed him to press the detonator.

boom!

The flames flashed and the roar shook the sky.

The smoke and dust dispersed, and all of Gert's clothes were destroyed.

The man with the knife was smashed to pieces.

"Heh, it's still so strong."

Gert chuckled, not caring about his appearance at the moment, and just looked at Goethe on the side of the road.

His mood is quite good.

However, when he saw the disgust in Goethe's eyes, Gert's mood immediately turned sour.

"Are you disgusting me?"

"Um."

"You are one of the most disgusting people I have ever seen."

Goethe nodded.

He thought that this kind of psychopath would not appear in other places except in the "hometown" club, but he didn't expect to meet Geert here.

Immediately, those bad memories appeared in Goethe's mind.

In fact, Goethe would not have taken the risk of destroying the entire club if that bastard hadn't been ready to use force at that time.

"nausea?"

"You really dare to say that I'm disgusting?"

"Didn't your adoptive father tell you who I am?"

Gert looked at Goethe rather surprised.

He thought that after he asked that sentence just now, no matter how much Goethe hated him, he would not answer directly, at most he would continue to express his thoughts with his eyes.

However, most people dare not even show their eyes.

Those timid guys only dare to express anger from the bottom of their hearts.

In front of him?

He is more obedient than a dog.

Get down, get down, let's get up, get up.

And Goethe's outspokenness made Gert 'interested'.

He hasn't met such a person for a long time.

"I should be glad that my adoptive father didn't mention people like you to me, otherwise, I'm afraid I'd be so disgusted that I wouldn't even have an appetite for dinner, right? It's really disgusting."

Goethe said happily.

Such angry words did not anger Gert.

He was getting more and more excited.

He couldn't help but said.

"Come on, say a few more words."

Hearing such words and seeing the disgusting expression on Gert's face, Goethe couldn't bear it anymore.

He didn't want to say a word to the other party.

That would keep him up at night.

I don't even want to have any substantive contact with the other party.

That would make him unable to resist disinfecting it ten times with alcohol.

Even, he didn't even want to look at each other again.

That would give him nightmares.

so--

Goethe turned around.

Looking at Goethe who turned around, the already excited Gert couldn't bear it any longer, he was about to walk over in big strides, but the next moment, Gert's face changed wildly.

He felt the threat of death.

Unconsciously, Gert looked up to the sky.

I do not know when, dark clouds.

A series of electric snakes blooming with silver brilliance shuttled through the dark clouds.

Doom!

Without hesitation, Gert turned and ran.

But how could it be so fast, what about the thunder carrying the power of destruction?

Boom!

"Auston!"

Amidst the roar of thunder, Gert turned into fly ash with his own roar, and was completely purified in this world.

Goethe let out a long breath, and turned to look at the roof beside him.

【Lightning】needs vision.

And with the vision of the 'Spirit of the Blood Raven', he can be said to be 360° in all directions without dead ends.

Therefore, Goethe can not only lock on Gert, but also see some hidden people, especially when [Lightning] falls, the other party shows his feet in shock.

Auston stood on the top of the building and looked at Goethe downstairs with disbelief in his eyes.

"How can it be?"

"How can this be?"

The man who had been secretly staring at Gert, looking for an opportunity to make a move, murmured softly.

As if the whole world had been turned upside down, Auston was in a trance.

Why did he choose Star City.

Because, Winchester is in Star City.

His original plan was to join forces with Winchester to kill Gert.

It's just that he didn't expect Winchester to be injured because of sealing 'Heisa'.

etc!

'Hessa'!

that thing!

Auston seemed to have thought of something.

He glanced at the watch on his wrist - this is a machine that senses that thing, it looks like a watch, and it will vibrate when approached.

At this time, there was no change in the machine, but Auston didn't care about it.

machine!

There are bound to be glitches!

It's no surprise!

Winchester must have given that 'thing' to the adopted son of the other party.

This allowed the opponent to change from an ordinary person to a superpower who could kill Gert in a short period of time.

Thinking of this, Auston felt quite envious in his heart.

However, there was no jealousy.

Because Goethe's eyes were fixed on him.

This Oston, who has a great reputation on the mysterious side, did not dare to show any strange emotions.

He didn't want to follow in Gert's footsteps.

As for resistance?

The stronger Gert was killed in one blow, so what is he worth?

Thinking from the bottom of my heart, when he noticed a trace of coldness in Goethe's eyes, Auston immediately jumped off the roof, and asked softly in an enthusiastic but not excessive tone——

"Your Excellency Goethe Winchester, I heard that you are looking for something related to 'Prophet George'?"