I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

This figure stood there like a black god, and in its terrifying aura, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the entire stock exchange became silent.

"Plop...plop..."

heartbeat.

"A..."

panting.

However, just a few seconds later, the dead silence was pierced by the sound of "whoosh" breaking through the air, and a white shadow suddenly attacked from the side, hitting it with a huge force.

From the moment it appeared to the moment when it approached the burly figure, it was terrifyingly fast.

However--

"..."

The slamming sound like the handover of gold and stone, accompanied by a fierce air wave exploded, stirring up the remaining smoke and dust around it to smash.

Everyone was stunned to see that the faceless man who rushed out with his fist was frozen in midair, his fist with great strength, and was pinched by the palm covered by the armor.

The burly figure in black armor didn't even glance at it, and the fragile metal pipes under his feet didn't even shake, so he lightly grabbed the attacker.

The latter even had a mosaic face, and there was a clear look of shock.

Kevin himself is one of the three strongest members of the Sacred Shield. At this moment, he is wearing the armor of the Black Dragon Nidhogg, and with the addition of the headquarters' increase, his strength has reached the limit of level 4, and he is only one step away from a demigod.

""

He squeezed lightly, and the fist in his palm collapsed immediately, and the burning marks of the fist spread along the latter's arm.

Then, he let go of his hand again, like a random push.

A strange sound came out, and the faceless man was powerless to fly back, but a giant white worm phantom flew even faster, and was shot directly from its body, and then shattered a little, and the former's facial features returned to the cheek.

The man rolled into the gravel dust.

The stock exchange floor returned to dead silence again, and many hostages were at a loss for a while because of the indistinguishability of the enemy and me. Only Mary, whose eyes were changed, showed a surprise that was not easy to detect.

"Similar to Bruce, but stronger! 35

At this time, the two hands were rising and slapping each other in the air.

"..."

Clifford, with blood on his face, applauded: "It's a perfect hero appearance, and it must be a commendable scene in a movie, but..."

He straightened his top hat, brushed off the dust stained by the windbreaker, and folded his hands in front of his belly, as if supporting a non-existent civilized stick, and the corner of his mouth twitched:

"This unknown Mr. Hero, are you choosing to stand with those blood-sucking worms to destroy the arrival of the new world?

Kevin landed lightly and stood in front of Clifford.

Comparing the two, this really shows how tall and burly he is. The latter, who is about 1.8 meters tall, can only reach his chest.

And even if two adult men are tied together, they are not as wide as their waists.

In addition, due to the angle, the hostages squatting on both sides discovered only now that in addition to a giant black shield on the back of the figure, there was actually a giant axe on his back, but it was blocked earlier.

Clifford didn't seem to notice the real aura, and still asked: "Mr. Hero, I think you have lived in Blue Star for a long time, and the time to become extraordinary is definitely not short."

"But why have you been indifferent to the suffering of the common people for so long, until the dawn of a new world is about to be born, and you can't wait to jump out and stop it?"

Kevin, who was wrapped in black armor, looked at the video camera that fell to the ground in pieces, turned his head, and said in a deep magnetic voice after processing:

"The moment it was discovered that the situation was not right, the government cut off the network, and now, your machine is broken, does it make sense to continue like this?"

"Of course." Clifford said decisively: "As long as the ideal world can come, then any effort is worthwhile and any price is worth it.

"Does it include making humans a captive livestock of otherworldly creatures?" Kevin's voice suddenly became heavier.

Without paying any supernatural substance, many ordinary people can be turned into powerful supernatural beings, even Tang You, who is backed by a mysterious system, can't do it, but Clifford has done it.

The reason is very simple. Ordinary people have not been promoted to extraordinary at all, but have become extraordinary carriers of other worlds, engraving the so-called absolute order into their souls to obey.

Kevin, who has reached the limit of level 4, of course also sees this.

"You can deceive others, but can you deceive yourself, and deceive me, who is also an extraordinary person? The flame of hatred in your heart is raging, and you can't wait to burn everyone, every building, and every grass and tree in this world to ashes.

In the face of accusations, Kevin questioned back.

Under its terrifying power, not to mention the ordinary people on both sides were silent, even those strong men who could turn into faceless people at any time only dared to stick there like wooden stakes.

"You're just shouting the name of justice and doing downright evil.

"You hate everything in this world, but you have to pretend to be a savior. What made you twisted to such a degree that even if you destroy all mankind, you must take revenge.""

Clifford's smiling face finally subsided, little by little, turning into an unprecedented pure cold and gloom.

In the blood vessels on the right half of his face, filaments of light swam, and the skin was covered with flesh and blood, bubbling and bubbling like a boiling fluid, while the other half of his face was completely normal.

Kevin's words were like a sharp knife, piercing through his superficial disguise, and the stinging memory flashed back in his mind:

"Please, give me some time, don't shut down the hospital, this is my mother's lifelong effort, and it is also my only home, the only place where I can work, I will find a way to raise money as soon as possible and subscribe the shares back. 35

Clifford stopped the bank clerk, as well as the passing police officers, begging extremely humbly.

These people pushed his hand away, as indifferent as a stone statue: "Sorry, sir, the hospital shareholders owe huge debts during this financial turmoil, and they have filed for bankruptcy, and all assets involved are liquidated and resold."

“Its new owner has decided to tear down the hospital and use the original plot to build a factory to produce practical materials, which is an asset that is more valued by our turbulent society today.35

"The construction team will start work tomorrow, so you have to pack up and move out from here today.

After they finished speaking, they left, leaving Clifford Hammer alone standing there, clenching his fists a little, and kicking the big tree in front of the door violently. This fucking world, this fucking society, even the Tama Mental Hospital will go bankrupt and liquidate!

At this moment, he is like "Old Bo" who was released from prison after serving his sentence in "The Shawshank Redemption".

Clifford, a freak in the eyes of others, grew up here, grew up here, worked here as an adult, and lived here for as long as he can remember.

Every habit in his mind, every atom in his body, is connected here, without distinction. But now, the financial crisis has torn him apart from here.

Carrying the only burden, he applied for jobs again and again, but was rejected again and again. With no money, he was homeless and wandered in the bleak cold wind of the night.

In the dark alley, more and more homeless people are like hungry wolves, peeping at all the living things that pass by the alley.

・・・・For flowers・・・...

"No! Please, these letters are my mother's relics, my only hope, please don't take them away, please!

Clifford was beaten to the ground, but he still tried his best to protect the burden in his hands.

The homeless people were already starving, their dirty hands were like phantoms, rummaging through his cloth bag like a madman, and snowflakes of paper spilled out.

"No!

Clifford rolled over and got up, chasing the letters that were blowing in the wind, he ran, he ran desperately, as if only the butterfly-like paper was left in his eyes.

""

With the sharp braking sound, he threw it out and rolled on the ground several times, but his hand with a few strands of blood stains tightly grasped the letter he had just caught.

"fu*k! Don't kill me!" The driver scolded his head.

Clifford looked at the paper he finally caught, his hands were shaking, and he was crying and laughing.

During his journey of more than 30 years, his adoptive mother was the only person who would not dislike him and always cared for him. She was the sun shining on his heart, so it was all worth it.

After the adoptive mother died, nothing was left, only the letters in these hidden boxes were found by him. But out of respect, he never read it.

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Walking limping down the street, Clifford retrieved his baggage, knelt on the ground, picked up the surrounding papers one by one, sorted them out and put them back inside.

However, through the dim light, a line of words in a certain letter jumped into his eyes: "The money has been credited to your account last month, and at present, Clifford's character building is basically in line with the plan...

He froze as he picked up the letter.

As Clifford tried to unfold the folded paper, more and more content came into view, and the hand he held the letter gradually trembled and became more and more eager.

"No, it's impossible!"

He frantically took out the rest of the letters and opened them, one after another... Countless words that made normal people dreaded, endlessly merged into his mind, and evolved scene after scene of real fragments of the past.

"Searching for babies born with birth defects to take away in the hospital...bringing up as orphans...regular injections of drugs to amplify psychological sensitivity...long-term speech and action-induced directional shaping of personality..."

As early as during the Mickey Bear hegemony, Cia funded a number of anti-human mind control experiments because he believed that the Red Bear Empire had powerful brainwashing abilities and could artificially create warriors who were not afraid of death.

Including, but not limited to, random sampling of civilians, military personnel, prisoners and mentally ill people, and the selected people will be fed specific doses of drugs, alcohol, poisonous mushrooms and other hallucinogenic substances.

Due to overdose, many experimenters were completely disintegrated, and eventually they were dealt with by Mi Fang as a failure object.

However, this is still a small part of it, and the more anti-human are even inconvenient to describe.

After the Menshui Incident in 1972, under pressure from the outside world, cia terminated the secret project on the bright side, but not all plans were cancelled at that time.

Under the dim conical light, Clifford stood up little by little holding the blood-stained letters, and the cold wind blew relentlessly, causing all the scattered letters to flutter, like a bleak snow.

And he stood there fixedly, as if dead.

The adoptive mother was the sun in his heart, and at this moment, the golden sun emitting endless rays of light turned into a twisted and evil black.

Clifford lowered his head and stood under the light and the "heavy snow", the corners of his mouth twitched for a moment, and finally raised a little bit, revealing the dark and creepy smile that was regarded as a freak...

……and.