I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

Edgar heard the words, his eyes gradually condensed, and the sockets of his eyes were deep because they were concave.

"Professor, can you tell us why?"

Lucas pointed the jade scepter in his hand, and a ray of incomparably small emerald light shot out, hitting a large protruding rock hundreds of meters away.

The air at the scene was quiet.

Professor Lucas stopped the light and turned to look at Edgar: "The statue is activated, and after I can master the extraordinary power, I also gain more bloodline memories."

"Me in this state, and those otherworldly monsters who set off fireworks with the f22 fighter just like a toy, are only level 2."

"It seems to be very powerful, but in fact, you can tell from the name. From level 0, to level 1, to level 2, this is just the third level in the extraordinary system."

"In the future, there are still levels 3, 4, 5..."

Edgar's expression became more serious.

The Yan Kingdom was the first country to learn about the extraordinary level from the Holy Shield. The United States has not yet obtained the corresponding information, so this is the first time Edgar has heard such important news.

He wouldn't think that the Divine Shield, which used thousands of years of extraordinary grades, would be like a graphics card factory, and the latest generation is only 20 to 30 percent higher than the previous generation.

The next sentence of Professor Lucas also confirmed his conjecture:

"In this extraordinary system, each level of improvement is a qualitative change. It is difficult to describe how many times the improvement is, or the order of magnitude, because after all, this is a mysterious existence, and it is more inclined to such mysterious things as rules and abilities. ."

Speaking of which, Edgar basically understood what he meant.

Every level up is a qualitative change of the field, and level 2 super is already so powerful, so what about level 3 and level 4? What kind of power is that?

At this time, Edgar suddenly remembered something: "Professor, you have also carefully read the information on the Renton fog incident that Britain exchanged to us. Can you roughly guess how strong the 'War Angel' that appeared at that time?"

Next to it, the professional was already dealing with the wounded. Hearing the name "War Angel", he even paused with the hand holding the tweezers.

In the Western cultural circle, the influence of the angel is beyond imagination, especially when she is related to the Aegis, for the monotheistic believers, it is both happiness and pain.

Because this shows that the gods they believe in, and the angels under the throne of God, have existed in history, but they are not as omniscient and omnipotent as the New Testament and the Old Testament.

According to the current history, the prototype of God is likely to be an ancient Sage of the Holy Shield who is responsible for the safety of Europa and the Middle East.

In addition, according to the high priest Lucas, the black robe he wore was the costume of the ancient Indian high priest of Magnesia. And if you look closely, you will find that this robe is actually similar to the ancient priest's black robe.

And the fighters who saw the Holy Shield Warrior and the Flying Dragon with their own eyes have not fully recovered from their minds. Now they hear the word angel, and they feel even more complicated.

Such a myth exists, and the shock of hearing it a hundred times is not as good as seeing it up close.

These ninth district fighters suddenly envied their British counterparts.

After all, he and others just saw the two-footed flying dragon, and they felt so shocked, and they were bathed in the brilliance of the angel, what kind of mood and how lucky they should be.

Facing the question, Lucas pondered for a moment and tried to say: "According to the performance of combat power, that demon should be level 3, but not level 4, because the latter is a completely different level 〃々."

"And if the demon was level 4, even if it was just playing around, the British army would never last until the war angels came."

"As for the war angel... I can only say that it is at least level 3, because according to the British information, she dealt with the demon and showed a crushing situation throughout the whole process. We can't know her true strength at all."

"Level 3..."

Edgar was a little depressed as he read this word.

It was only a level 3 extraordinary, and with a playful attitude, in a few minutes, half of the British armored regiment was almost wiped out, and most of the entire town was razed to rubble, and the cut marks left on the ground were more than ten meters deep. .

He really couldn't think of any way to prevent this level of extraordinary monsters from advancing with the current military strength of mankind, except for tactical nuclear bombs.

Upon seeing this, Lucas said:

"Mr. Hobson, according to the current tacit agreement between Divine Shield and Yan Kingdom, it is obvious that the members of Divine Shield will deal with monsters with a small number and high level, while monsters with a large number and low level will be handled by Yan Kingdom. "

"Each has their own strengths and perform their own duties. This should be the most suitable plan at present. Perhaps, we should also learn from Yan Guo in strategic planning."

Edgar didn't make a statement, but lowered his voice slightly: "Professor, you have become a real high priest. There will be a high-level meeting tomorrow. I hope you can tell the facts... truthfully to them."

He puts emphasis on "truthful," with a little more subtlety in his piercing eyes.

Lucas understood in seconds: "Don't worry."

Of course he won't make up random things, but he can focus on the combat power of high-level extraordinary creatures.

In this regard, Lucas has no burden in his heart, because he knows that Edgar Hobson is not selfish, and he understands the latter's intentions. For the U.S. official and the public, this is mutually beneficial.

"By the way, Mr. Hobson, I'm afraid I have to tell you bad news."

Seeing Edgar turn around and prepare to deal with other things, Professor Lucas suddenly remembered something and said, "Because the years have passed, there is not much power left in the statue, and this battle has consumed it by seven layers. ."

After walking a few steps, Edgar immediately stopped, and turned around slowly, with an imperceptible difficulty on his face: "So, you need to supplement it through sacrifices?"

Lucas nodded.

Although it has been predicted that Indian sacrifices will become the norm in the United States in the future, at this moment Edgar still has a tingling in his head.

Because... the cost is too huge!

Lucas hurriedly added: "People don't need so many, and they don't need to restore clothing and appliances one by one."

"I'm pretty sure that the main role of this sacrifice is 800 of the 1,000 people, and the contribution of the remaining 10,000 people is less than 10%."

"Of course, this is just a supplement. If the statue can increase the power of the idol, it does need more people."

"I see." Edgar finally turned to leave.

Tang You, who was standing beside him like a ghost, nodded slightly.

Lucas' situation is basically in his original setting, but due to the hypocriticalness of the US official, the progress is slower than he expected.

As for the few rotten strange birds, it should be regarded as a "lucky accident".

After all, they carry strong evil power, and even if they are not natives, they should be seriously polluted extraordinary creatures.

So they should have been attracted by the fluctuation of the Feathered Serpent God statue just after falling on the blue star.

If it is not attracted by the power of the statue, I am afraid that they will kill them as soon as they appear, and Bruce's hometown, Phoenix, will also turn into a cruel hell.

And when the rotten bird arrived in Windowyan City, it was already doomed to death.

Because even if Bruce and Lucas were both defeated, Kevin, the head of the North Magnesium Branch, stayed here, and they would never be able to make waves.

only……

Tang You looked at the distance beyond the level 2 extraordinary perception, the Indians who were lying on the rocks in the high places, using telephoto equipment to record.

Not long ago, in the Jiangcheng Totoro incident, he used the power of prayer to trace it back in his spare time, but he only went to the "Mystery Peepers Alliance", and he couldn't trace it further.

This is a normal phenomenon, after all, the power of prayer will be sharply weakened when it encounters extraordinary.

However, the Voyeur Alliance itself, somewhat aroused his interest.

Tang You of course understands that with so many extraordinary events in the past six months, not only the Aegis and the officials of various countries will know the news, there are always smart people among the people.

But what he didn't expect was that they had created an organization similar to "association" so quickly. Even if there is a reason why someone with a lot of money and extraordinary status takes the lead, it is surprising enough.

"Before the organization was upgraded, there was an extra relic. In the past two days, the resettlement site is being studied. Anyway, some of these people have dirty hands, which may come in handy."

"¨'I also just took this opportunity to give some people a little warning because the Yan Kingdom and the United States explored the ruins of the Holy Shield several times, and some people took it for granted."

"Not all extraordinary relics can be called 'safe'..."

Tang You muttered to himself, the projection shattered and disappeared.

in the safe house.

Jerome sat back in his chair little by little, and contacted the Indians by radio: "As soon as you get the important information, hurry up and leave, and remember not to leave any traces."

He'll hit the button to rewind the video, pausing at Lucas and Bruce greeting each other.

Jerome stared for a moment, then leaned back on the back of the chair, looking up at the dim ceiling in the dim light, his breathing heavy as he caught a glimpse of the secret stirrings.

"That's a flying dragon! A true mythical creature!"

As early as the Middle Ages, wyverns have frequently appeared in coats of arms.

Although in some movies, their performance is not strong, and humans can shoot them with ancient crossbow arrows, but under the current situation, no one dares to judge the existence of these myths according to the eyes of the past.

At least the air battle that happened just now is enough to prove their power.

"The mysterious person can ride the flying dragon, it must be the existence of the inner world. This also confirms my previous guess. The officials of the major countries are all connected with the inner world."

"That person should have a sign representing his identity in his hand, but unfortunately it is so far away, such clarity is already at the limit, and it can only be vaguely seen as red."

"Although it is a pity that the sign cannot be seen clearly, it is fortunate that it is far away, otherwise, it may be discovered directly, and everything will be lost."

"The inner world...the gods...and the existence of the opposite..."

Jerome slowly lowered his head, his eyes darkened, and he rubbed the wrench on his hand.

"call……"

He let out a long breath and stood up: "Anyway, we have to hurry back to the guests now, otherwise it will cause suspicion."

"When this matter is over, every effort must be made to find traces of the myth, and to gather knowledge of the rituals to please the gods, and other similar knowledge."

"Since I already know all this, I must not be able to do anything, and I have been living as a mortal."

Jerome's eyes were brighter than ever.

the other side.

Because the spiritual power is almost exhausted, Bruce, whose perception has also subsided, kept cheering the flying dragon partner: "Dude, come on, we can rest after holding on for a while."

"Roar……"

The Wyvern responded weakly.

After the conclusion of the soul, the combat power has indeed skyrocketed, but double the consumption of spiritual power is also a serious problem, especially for a combination like him without a soul storage bracelet, after a battle, the spiritual power is directly exhausted.

Looking at the appearance of his partner, Bruce was also a little distressed. After all, the former was so tired and had to take him back.

Finally, the apartment complex where my parents lived was in sight.

The two-footed flying dragon landed on the rooftop, and Bruce rolled over and stepped on the roof, patted its head, and the latter rubbed his palm meekly.

Just at this time-

"crunch..."

The door to the stairwell opened, and Mary, the girl next door that Bruce had a crush on, walked out, looking at the scene in front of her with wide eyes...

…….