I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

"Clang bang...‥ bang bang..."

The subway was running in the tunnel at high speed, and the two lights in front of the train were like sharp swords, piercing the deep darkness.

In the cab, the driver was sweating profusely as he looked at the continuously high numbers on the dashboard, but he could let him brake, check, and adjust, and the train still ran like his own thoughts.

"Control center, this is the No. 005 train of Line 7. The car body has completely lost control, and the speed of the car continues to rise. Repeat, the car body has completely lost control!

He quickly contacted the subway dispatch control center.

However, after waiting for a while, there was no response on the radio except for the noise of "呲呲", which made the driver's heart sink to the valley.

"merde! What the hell happened to this horse!"

He cursed in horror, the sweat on his forehead condensed into an exaggerated stream, which finally ran down his chin, and his hands were shaking like chaff.

In order to ensure that a subway arrives at the platform every six or seven minutes, the subway company usually arranges multiple trains on a line, relying on precise scheduling to achieve non-interference with each other.

But now this train is completely out of control, running like a wild horse, and it is bound to collide with the train ahead.

The driver couldn't imagine how tragic the situation would be and how he would die. But what makes him despair is that he can't do anything, and even the door to the trunk has been locked.

In the control center of Bali subway, everyone is facing the enemy.

"The 005th train of Line 7, please answer 387 when you hear it! The 005th train of Line 7, please answer when you hear it!"

The dispatcher grabbed the microphone tightly, his voice was hoarse, but he kept repeating it over and over again.

Everyone around him shook their heads.

On the giant screen hung on the front wall, all the lines crisscrossed by Ba Li are presented.

The Line 7, which links the northeast and southeast in a linear manner, and crosses the Seine by means of a river tunnel, has now turned into a striking red.

Originally, there were nearly a dozen green dots, and they were distributed on the line at regular intervals, but at this moment, the speed of one of the green dots was obviously faster than the rest of the same kind, and it quickly ran towards the green dots in front.

Among them, a middle-aged woman who looked like a supervisor said in a particularly dull voice:

"According to the instructions issued by the superior after consultation with the official, we have declared a state of emergency for the entire line, have employees evacuate the people on the subsequent platforms, and closed all entrances and exits."

"In addition, as soon as the abnormality was found, we contacted the other drivers to increase the speed and evade at the emergency node to avoid a tragic rear-end collision as much as possible.

"We have done everything that can be done, and the rest is up to the state's different departments."

At this moment, the protagonist mentioned by the director of the subway control center was rushing out of the building in neat gear and boarding a black armored vehicle.

After the gate is closed, the driver has a set of operations.

"..."

When the engine is driven, the tires fly (ccdf), rubbing black marks on the road. The heavy body directly ejected and started, galloping on the street with a piercing siren.

Inside the carriage, many soldiers wearing thin exoskeleton armor swayed slightly.

After discovering the threat posed by otherworldly monsters, although Gaul has tried his best to restore industry, the previous years of desolation have brought them many obstacles.

Therefore, their equipment development and installation are far behind that of the Yan Kingdom and the United States.

When stuck by difficulties, Gaul achieved in-depth cooperation with Hans, the strongest country in the Europa industry, before realizing and mass-producing the designed equipment.

A team member handed over a tablet: "Captain, this is the real-time location of the line sent to us by the subway control center.

The squad leader took a look, and his face became particularly grim:

"The subway is so heavy, and the speed is so high, the kinetic energy is so huge that it is difficult for us to stop it by conventional means. 99

"Furthermore, according to the information from the subway company, although the textbook was thrown out inexplicably, the driver was still on it. Improper methods would have caused his death.

The personnel of the special research department were caught in a dilemma.

After thinking for a while, the team leader said: "You immediately contact the subway control center and ask if they can send an empty train to approach the target vehicle in parallel at the front end at a similar speed.

"Then, through the gradual braking and deceleration of the front vehicle, the rear target vehicle is gradually forced to stop.

"Yes!

Train No. 005 of Line 7, a certain carriage.

After realizing that the divine power infecting himself was completely suppressed, Clifford stroked his crystallized right arm, his expression changed for a while, and gradually pulled out a strange smile:

"All the gifts given by fate have already been marked with prices secretly.

He remembered that after the Battle of New York, not only did his strength not decline, but instead it continued to rise.

But the maddening hymns and fragmented visions became more frequent, to the point where he couldn't bear it.

Under the faint cold light, he sat alone in the dark room, looking at the strange decorations indifferently, and there were bugs poking under his skin.

Clifford looked at Tang You: "I saw a lot of pictures in the chatter of this broken stone, and it was a completely different world from Blue Star.

"There are real gods and real chaotic evils out there, but I find the most interesting of them all..."

The focal length of his eyes is a little bit firmer, and his eyes are sharp: "Whether it is a so-called holy deity or a demon representing a twisted and fallen, it is essentially the same, just an immortal worm. 99

"I, Clifford, will never allow, never allow such a lowly thing to play me with applause, and even want to use my body to reappear in this world.

Tang You's face remains unchanged:

"That's why you waited so long in Bali, and finally found a suitable person to say those words, just to lure us here as your last resort."

Louise heard the words and remembered the scene of that day:

Clifford held a cup of black tea, pressed the brim of his hat, and said, "You always have to do a good job in advance and take precautions, don't you? No one wants to face the situation they hate the most in the future."

That's what it meant... She was a little stunned.

If the arrangement in the Ottomans is successful, then Clifford will also be free from the contamination of the Level 6 existence of the Faceless system.

And if it fails, Sacred Shield will obviously not sit back and watch the 6th-level Spirit God resurrect on Blue Star.

Tang You looked at Clifford: "However, I have a question.

"Didn't you always hope to build a new world dominated by the so-called god of order, where there is absolutely no oppression between people?

"Now that your god of order is about to be born, why are you trying to do everything to push him back into the coffin?"5

Clifford's face froze suddenly.

Tang You's words continued: "You brought us here obviously for the worst, but when we arrived just now, you still tried to resist.

"You let your subordinates call you a 'great new world leader' and use them as consumables without hesitation, but you are afraid to sacrifice yourself for the so-called new world.35

"You seem to be holding on to your last arrogance, and in the worst case let us end your life and get rid of a tragic future, but when it comes, you are terrified. 35

"Clifford, you are not great.""

"Whether it's the Battle of Manhattan or the New Moon Ceremony, those whose minds were twisted by you, turned into faceless people, and eventually died, are not the founders of great causes.

"They... are just victims of your own selfish desires."

"They might have had a good family, but because you died worthless, you gained power instead of making the world better, it made it worse."

"You feel that you deeply hate bureaucrats, capitalists, and others who oppress and exploit people, but you are no different from them now.

"Clifford, you don't hate them, you hate yourself for not them, and this is hidden under the face of madness... the truest you."

The friend's face and words were exceptionally calm, but what he said was like the sharpest knife, slicing open the heart of the man in the black coat little by little.

Clifford's breath became shorter and shorter, his mouth pursed involuntarily, but he tried his best to show a calm smile, but it turned into a weird twitch:

"For you, what greatness is there in this world? After all, even gods like the old owner of this broken stone have fallen in front of you in pieces."

Louise's pupils shrank.

Flakes of gods fall before us...what does that mean?