Life Copy Game

Chapter 1201 The small warehouse of the Church of Order (please vote for the big chapter)

The mecha outside the city finally rushed to the door, but it seemed that it was too late.

Bang--

At the moment when the city gate was about to close, Smoot stretched out his hand to hold the city gate.

"ah!--"

He roared violently, and the muscles on his body bulged, instantly tearing his officer uniform, and streaks of bright red blood flowed under his muscles.

I can't do what Sauter can do? !

boom--

The city gate trembled, but still slowly closed forward.

"ah!--"

No matter how red his face turned, he could not prevent the city gate from closing.

The city gate that was about to close even pressed down on his palms, trying to crush his flesh and blood.

Behind him, the passage on the city wall opened, and pure white Seraph mechas were quickly rushing out of the city wall and rushing towards his location.

Bang--

But at the moment when the city gate continued to close forward, the jet-black mechas outside the city finally rushed to the outer city gate despite the gunfire.

They hit the city gate, exerting force violently, and countless propellers spurted out surging fire.

Click——

The gradually closing city gate finally stopped completely. Then, the city gate was pushed and slowly opened to both sides.

The Seraph mecha standing in the air reached its maximum speed and flew towards this side, but it seemed that it was already too late.

Smoot grabbed the city gates on both sides and used force, together with the mechas outside, to open the city gates to both sides.

Soon, a wider gap opened up in the city gate again, and then, the gap turned into an opening that could allow a person to pass sideways.

A slight smile appeared on Smoot's cheeks, but he did not turn around and taunt, but took a step forward, preparing to pass through the crack in the door.

But there was a figure faster than him.

The red light appeared above Smoot's head almost instantly, and then the red figure stepped on Smoot's head and rushed out from the crack in the door.

And Smoot, who was holding the city gate, trembled due to the stampede and almost failed to hold the city gate.

He looked up and saw the red figure whose body had been mutated, and saw the old face of the red figure. He quickly said, "Wiccan - help me -"

However, the old man just stared at him calmly, pulled out a knife with a flashing red light, and stabbed him in the heart.

The tip of the knife pierced Smoot's skin almost instantly. He immediately stepped back, released his grip on the city gate, and dodged the fatal blow.

At the same time, the Seraph mecha on the city wall also rushed over and hit the Hell Apostle mecha that tried to push the door open.

Each mecha burned in the flames, and the force of pushing the city gate open quickly diminished.

The city gate that was pushed open began to rebound and close at a faster speed.

And the red figure stood outside the door, staring at Smoot, who had a confused look in his eyes, playing with the knife in his hand, and laughed hoarsely,

"I've long had enough of you idiots who think you are superior. I know you pride yourself on your noble blood, look down on everyone, and don't care about the lives of those around you. Now, you should also have a taste of being 'given up' 'It's a taste."

Immediately, he raised his head, glanced at the Seraph mecha that was approaching quickly inside the city gate, jumped back, and disappeared into the gunfire outside the city.

Bang--

The huge city gate slammed shut.

Smoot stared at all this blankly, and turned around.

Behind him, densely packed Seraph mechas hung high in the sky, almost blocking the sunlight.

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Mountains north of Mingte

In the silent mountain forest, the temporary mechanical camp was surrounded by wind and snow.

The blood in the sky is getting thicker and thicker, and soldiers wearing exoskeleton armor in the camp are patrolling around.

In front of the camp is an open platform built on the ground. The uneven areas on the ground are filled in by the platform of the mechanical skeleton.

The mountains are covered with white snow, and drifting snowflakes are flying in the air, but the huge platform is still clean and tidy, with a huge trace similar to a clam shell left on it.

There are some mobile robotic arms standing around the platform, which seem to be some kind of maintenance equipment.

Some huge thing once stood here and underwent simple maintenance and repairs.

Some soldiers in exoskeleton armor were walking on the edge of the platform at the moment, looking across the wide platform in front of them, raising their heads and looking beyond the mountains in the distance.

There was a roaring sound on the ground there, as if something huge was exploding.

It was the first time for the West Mercenary Group to attack the city, but the mercenaries had no doubt about the strength of their own mercenary group.

There is not much difference between the thick city gate and the sturdy armor of the tower-shaped alien beast. As long as they have enough time, they can always pry open the turtle shell.

Relaxed chatter echoed in the communication channel, and the patrolling sentries were casually cruising around the established trajectory.

The sentry with raised eyes listened to the sound for a while, and the sound in the distance seemed to be quieter, as if the battle was almost over.

"Maybe the city gate is open."

Someone in the communication channel laughed.

The sentry standing at the edge of the platform did not answer. He slowly lowered his head, preparing to withdraw his gaze from a distance.

At this moment, dense dots appeared at the end of his field of vision.

He paused slightly and stared ahead.

Soon, these small dots quickly enlarged in his field of vision and turned into pure white mechas.

Is it a hell apostle painted in snow?

After a brief moment of confusion, the sentry quickly reacted.

It's Seraph! It's a mecha from the city defense army!

At this moment, those galloping mechas were almost in sight.

"Enemy attack!!!"

Sharp roars and ear-piercing alarms rang out in all communication devices in an instant.

The somewhat relaxed armored troops around them reacted as quickly as possible, and the sentry at the front also raised his machine gun and fired at the black and white mecha at the front without hesitation.

But at this moment, the mecha troops were very close.

Buzz——

The sharp light flashed across the sky in an instant, splitting the Sentinel mecha in the front into two.

The black and white mecha broke into the camp, and fierce artillery fire was fired from the mecha group behind him.

Soon, the black and white mecha arrived at the deepest part of the camp, in front of a magnificent metal 'palace' that didn't even look like a 'camp', but looked like it had at least a dozen rooms.

The hatch on the mecha's chest opened, and He Ao, carrying a blood knife on his back, jumped out of the air and landed in the snow in front of the palace.

At the same time, a Seraph mecha also broke through the camp's anti-aircraft firepower and landed next to the black and white mecha.

The mecha hatch opened and a long rope dropped.

Short-haired Shia quickly slid down the long rope and landed next to He Ao.

"The folding mobile luxury villas are quite enjoyable for people from West Steel."

She looked up at the gorgeous house in front of her and sighed.

"This should be their leader's residence."

He Ao took one step forward, arrived at the door of the palace in an instant, and opened the door.

"Who are you?"

The exoskeleton armored guards guarding the 'palace' finally reacted to the sudden change, quickly surrounded them and shot at the two men.

Shia glanced at these ordinary guards, took out a swing stick from her waist, remotely activated the cannon on the mecha, and aimed it at these guards.

Boom boom boom——

Under the cover of fierce firepower, she quickly defeated the guards and walked to the palace gate.

When the last guard fell in front of her, she looked back at the mecha behind her.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the mechas Mr. Sauter had arranged for them were too 'smart', as if they were alive.

But she didn't have time to think about these issues. She raised her head and glanced at the mecha team behind her that was quickly suppressing the soldiers in the camp. Those mechas were so brave that they looked like elite pilots who had been trained for many years.

If these mechas weren't so 'agile', they wouldn't be able to exert such combat power at all.

She withdrew her gaze and looked into the palace, only to find that Mr. Sauter had disappeared deep into the palace.

She quickly chased after him.

Fortunately, Sauter did not erase the traces of her actions. She followed the remaining ice crystals that fell from her shoes on the ground and quickly found a room with an open door in the deepest part of the palace.

Then, densely packed shelves appeared in her sight.

There are various boxes on every shelf.

The walls of the room shimmered with fine and regular lines, and some invisible force spread in the room.

It seemed to be some kind of invisible 'instruction', and it seemed to be guidance from the soul, guiding her to yearn for order, return to order, and merge with order.

Shia felt as if her life and soul were immersed in this moment, and she was about to return to the final salvation.

"Come to your senses."

But at this moment, a calm voice awakened her consciousness.

"ah?"

She came to her senses blankly and looked around.

At this moment, 'Sote' was standing beside her, and the radiant lines covering the wall had been extinguished at some point. Several bright red knife marks struck the lines, tearing the pattern into pieces.

"Mr. Sauter,"

She stood at the door of the room and turned to look at He Ao beside her, "What on earth is this?"

"Some things in the warehouse of the Church of Order,"

He Ao glanced at the shelves in the room and said, "They all contain a little pollution from the God of Order. The patterns on the wall are the expanded formations of pollution, similar to loudspeakers. People are more likely to be carried away by these things. pollution effects.”

As he spoke, he glanced at the patterns on the wall, "To be honest, this magic circle is quite interesting, but it seems to be strongly bound to the God of Order."

"Pollution of rank...?"

Shia looked at the items inside the door and subconsciously shrank her neck.

She didn't dare to call God by his name like He Ao.

"It's okay. After losing the expanded magic circle, the pollution of these things itself is not strong,"

He Ao shook his head, raised his hand, and took out a piece of paper.

It was densely written with words that were completely different from the federal language, but he could easily read the meaning of these words.

This is the 'item list' deep in the room, which lists the names of these items in detail, as well as some of their characteristics. The lower the level of the items, the more detailed the information.

The text that wrote this list is the mysterious text "Denis script" that He Ao has encountered before. This is the first time that He Ao has seen so many Denis characters.

This kind of writing can bear the power of occultism to a certain extent. The list in He Ao's hand records the church items that are contaminated by order, which has triggered a certain occult connection, so it is also contaminated by some order pollution.

There is order pollution almost everywhere in this room, and the magic circle is expanded with the pollution. This may be the reason why the leader of West Steel did not 'fortify' this room.

For believers of order, if they don't turn into monsters when entering this room, they will most likely become one of their own.

However, this level of order pollution has little impact on He Ao.

"oh,"

Siya felt a little relieved. She poked her head outside the door to take a look at the scene in the warehouse, and asked carefully, "Why does the Church of Order put so many things here?"

"These things are not put here,"

He Ao recalled the information he obtained from the officer's mind and glanced at the directory in his hand.

"They plan to operate in Mingte City for a long time. These things are prepared to be released in Mingte City after the city is destroyed. There are a lot of extraordinary materials related to order, as well as some main materials for secret medicines of D level and below. Use these things , can quickly cultivate and recruit a group of extraordinary believers."

"These guys, before they attack, are already thinking about destroying the city,"

Shia looked at the warehouse in front of her and couldn't help but say.

Then she paused for a moment and suddenly realized that if the 'Mr. Sauter' beside her had not broken through and reversed the situation through a series of operations, Mingte City would have been controlled by the two major consortiums.

They might not be able to get out of the city alive, let alone stand here.

She glanced sideways at He Ao beside her, remembering a series of things that had happened from the day before yesterday to now, as well as the sword that destroyed the demon wolf just now.

So handsome.

Even legendary stories wouldn’t dare write this kind of plot.

"What's wrong?"

He Ao felt the gaze, turned his head and glanced at her.

The sound of artillery fire outside has quieted down, and the entire camp is almost under control.

"Well--"

Looking at that angular face, Shia looked back with some embarrassment and scratched her head, "I just think you are a bit powerful,"

Then she looked into the warehouse, quickly changed the subject and asked, "Didn't the Church of Order prepare any C-level main materials? Can Mingte City be suppressed with just a few D-level materials?"

"C-level and above, there seems to be only some suspected auxiliary materials,"

He Ao put away the list in his hand and looked into the warehouse, "However, they should have prepared a C-level talent sequence."

If in the original position, Sauter is dead.

Then here is the complete 'distributor' supporting material.

The Church of Order can easily extract Sauter's talent sequence, and then prepare new secret medicine to cultivate their 'own people'.

"Um?"

Shia was a little confused.

"Let the prepared unmanned robots come in from outside, move all the things in this warehouse, and put everything on the unmanned dragoon fighter plane. Try not to let anyone touch these things,"

He Ao withdrew his gaze and glanced at the gorgeously decorated rooms around him, "This camp is the logistics station of the West Steel Mercenary Group. There is a lot of ammunition and logistics supplies that can be replenished. After the replenishment, Everyone continues heading north and must reach their destination before tonight.”

"OK,"

Shia nodded quickly and quickly sent He Ao's order without asking the question just now.

Then she turned to look at He Ao and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Sauter, do we still want to go to the mountains?"

"Go, let's go,"

He Ao withdrew his gaze and looked at the mountain forest reflected in the window of the corridor next to him, "Can you determine the specific area of ​​the 'pseudo wolf'?"

"I can only determine the approximate location. Some camps and families were attacked by suspected false wolves in that area. After that, that area was designated as a restricted area by us, but we are not sure whether the false wolves are really still there. ”

Xia replied carefully. She raised her hand, opened her bracelet, and showed He Ao an offline map with the area marked.

"It doesn't matter, you will know after seeing it,"

He Ao glanced at the offline map and matched the current location in his mind. Then, in the mountains and forests in the distance, he flashed through the window and rushed into the wind and snow. "Follow me."

Extraordinary beings on the same path will attract each other. This attraction will not only bring them closer in mystical terms and intertwine their destinies, but it will also be reflected in the 'perception' of the extraordinary in close proximity.

The stronger the relationship, the stronger the perception.

Based on He Ao's experience and his current mystical connection with Order, he can roughly sense the presence of the pseudo-wolf as long as he is nearby. Even if the pseudo-wolf is gone, he can still rely on this attraction to find some clues.

However, this mountain forest may itself have some strong connection with 'order'.

In fact, just by approaching this mountain forest, he can feel that this mountain forest seems to have some kind of mysterious attraction to him.

Four thousand six hundred words.