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Chapter 1263 The Incomplete Mask (Long Chapter, Please Submit Monthly Tickets)

The interweaving colors of yellow, orange, purple, gray and white filled the entire sky, and the surging ripples outlined brilliant patterns at the bottom of the world.

The rippling wind at night blew up the green grass, as if it was brushed by some invisible force from the bottom of the world, and all the grass leaves turned yellow in an instant, and then drifted into dust.

"That kid, so many gods? Damn, what on earth did you push to the center of the battlefield?"

Behind the rolling hills, words with shock and confusion sounded.

"Those who want to use fate will eventually be played by fate,"

The man in military uniform stood quietly on the hill, calmly gazing at the sky in the distance, and whispered hoarsely, "Those who have no reverence for fate will naturally suffer the backlash of fate. It is not me who pushed all this, but those who are complacent and think they have mastered fate."

Then he turned his sight and looked behind him.

The figure that was originally standing behind him had disappeared at some point.

The man in military uniform raised his hand slightly, and the floating green grass dust scattered under the dark night, like fine gravel, forming a silent storm.

This storm swung along the dark night, swung away for a moment, and then suddenly recovered.

There seemed to be some kind of muffled sound in the depths of darkness, and a torn corner of clothes slowly fell from the sky.

The man in military uniform reached out and caught the corner of clothes, and his eyes turned and looked around.

On the dust and gravel, I don’t know when it was covered with blood that was shining.

He raised his hand gently, and the dust tore the broken corner of clothes, and then slowly gathered and compressed to form a green grass leaf.

This grass leaf is as green as jade, with a round luster. Just looking at it, you can feel a deep and quiet attraction.

The man in military uniform put away the blade of grass and looked at the empty night sky. After a brief pause, he turned back and flew towards the direction of the multi-colored sky.

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Dawn City·Glorious Palace

The brilliant light like the aurora dimmed above the sky, and the hazy orange light completely dissipated under the night sky.

The huge statue also slowly became silent, returning to its former dim color.

Christos looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand, and touched the huge building in front of him.

This time, there was no orange barrier to stop his movement, and his palm easily passed through the broken glass curtain wall opening.

He stared at the night sky above his head. The upside-down magnificent city had been completely torn apart at some point, leaving only a faint and gradually dissipating purple mist covering the entire sky, interweaving with various colors of light, showing traces of the city there.

Of course, perhaps, the city was not completely destroyed, but its connection with this world faded, and people could no longer peek at its reflection.

Christos lowered his head and looked in front of him.

The magnificent high-rise buildings that used to cover the sky and the sun have disappeared at this moment.

In the years recorded in centuries, these towering high-rise buildings in the city center are the evidence of the glory of Dawn City.

They have undergone several changes and reconstructions, and the buildings have been demolished and rebuilt one by one, becoming taller and taller, and more and more luxurious.

Even the consortium that did not originate in Dawn City is proud to have a headquarters building in the city center of the largest city in the Federation.

These glorious buildings record the prosperity of Dawn City and are the crystallization of the prosperity of this city for 800 years.

And now, except for the ancient Palace of Glory and the towering Dumel National Cemetery still standing here, all Christos can see are densely packed broken bricks and tiles, and broken walls with exposed steel skeletons.

He raised his eyes and looked at the Dumel National Cemetery in front of him. His eyes passed through the green leaves blown by the breeze and looked behind the vast ruins.

Low buildings and scattered shacks stood quietly behind the ruins.

Between the buildings, ragged figures were standing in the alley, looking at the vast ruins in front of them in confusion.

An old street separated these low buildings from the ruins.

One side of the street was old and dilapidated, but not damaged at all. On the other side of the street, there was only an empty space.

In the past, this street also separated these dilapidated low buildings from the prosperous skyscrapers.

Christos quietly looked at the clearly divided street. In fact, he had considered many times before whether he could repair the slums in Dawn City.

But most of those buildings were in disrepair for a long time, and several construction companies offered sky-high repair quotes.

People living in the slums could not possibly pay this money, and the city government's tight tax revenue could hardly support such a huge project.

Coupled with a series of later projects and various sharp contradictions, he had to temporarily put this plan on hold.

At this moment, he retracted his gaze to the ruins below, and recalled the plan he had conceived in the past.

Destroying everything into ruins may not be a bad thing.

Ding——

A hurried voice sounded on the desk behind Christos, and then the captain's communication was connected. He looked at Christos and said quickly, "Mr. Christos, it is found that there are security forces suspected to belong to the consortium trying to enter the ruins area. Do you want to let them in?"

"Consortium security forces?"

Christos stared at the night quietly and said calmly, "Seal the entire ruins and don't let anyone in without my authorization."

His eyes swept across the tall buildings that once stood, and he said calmly, "Announce the news to the outside world, announcing that Chenxi City will enter an emergency crisis state of martial law. There are still suspected pollution residues in the city center that have not been removed. Please try not to get close to this place." At the same time, the city government will arrange special personnel to clean up the ruined areas.”

"If the people from the consortium want to force their way in..."

The guard captain asked slowly.

"In a state of emergency martial law, we don't want anyone to carry and spread possible divine contamination,"

Christos stared at the ruins under the dim sky, his tone still unchanged, "Any dangerous person who does not obey the city government's warnings has the risk of colluding with cults, carrying pollution, and endangering the citizens of Chenxi City. We cannot tolerate it. The state of emergency Under this situation, we can only use violent means to safeguard the interests of Chenxi City. "

"yes."

The guard captain nodded heavily, and then he continued, "What should we say to the FBI and the Nolanka Mercenary Group? This time the FBI brought aerial fighter planes for support. The team was led by Mr. Smith, the field supervisor, and We are also in charge of Ms. Selina,”

As he spoke, his tone paused, "Among the grassroots organizations of the FBI in Chenxi City, only their people are here. And the Nolanka Group mercenary group seems to be confronting the unknown mercenary group now."

"Um,"

Christos nodded slightly, "I would like to express my gratitude to them and invite them to participate in the pollution treatment work of the ruins in the city center."

Then he paused and looked at the soldiers in the exoskeleton armor of the Nolanka Group floating in the air.

At this moment, these soldiers are floating in the air, looking forward.

Most of the mechas brought by the blond young man were 'consumed' by the blond young man himself in the battle, and the few remaining ones were quickly cleared by the soldiers of the Nolanka Group.

But when the city was reflected in the sky, the ground troops of the mercenary group led by the blond young man did not stop.

At this time, those ground troops were standing on the edge of the ruins.

But maybe it's because the leader is dead, plus he's worried about the weird city reflection in the sky, and the reputation of the Nolanka Group mercenary group in previous battles.

They did not launch an attack, but were just confronting the vanguard of the Nolanka Group.

"I will contact Nolanka Group,"

Christos looked at the battlefield of the confrontation and continued, "The matter is over, this battle can no longer be fought,"

Having said this, he paused and said slowly, "Arrange some people to search near the Dumel National Cemetery. Based on Sauter's thinking, Chenxi City FBI Director Verint may be nearby. , it’s better to bring a doctor.”

As he spoke, his words became duller, with a slight sigh.

"OK."

The projection of the guard captain behind him responded softly, and then hung up the phone.

The howling cold wind blew in through the cracks in the glass curtain wall, like fine blades, scraping across Christos's cheeks.

He raised his head and looked at the completely black screen in the distance. The screen was originally 'live broadcast' of Sauter's 'battle'.

Someone once used some kind of high-definition equipment to 'zoom in' the relevant images in the City of Reflection, and spread them to GG screens throughout the city.

However, when the glorious figure released the yellow ball of light, the scene was completely blurred, and only some shadows could be vaguely seen.

When the gray light emerged, even the shadow was gone.

This picture is always just a 'zoomed-in broadcast' of the city reflected in the sky. It has not really entered the city, so there is no sound. The 'audiences' can only rely on the actions in the picture to 'imagine' 'What happened.

But in fact, everyone can figure out what happened in the sky.

Through some means, Sauter pulled the terrifying crystal giant into another replica of Dawn City, the 'City of Reflection', saving the real Dawn City from being destroyed in this battle.

Everyone has seen the final outcome. The City of Reflection will most likely be destroyed under the powerful light that pervades it, along with everything in the city and the people who created it.

Christos looked away, somewhat silent.

In fact, he had known Sauter for a long time. When he was first elected as mayor, Sauter even came to his dinner.

Although they didn't interact much, he knew he was an upright person.

He also knew that Sauter had been involved in investigating incidents related to 'K' and had contributed a lot secretly.

But the endings of the upright people in this world are often not as beautiful as in fairy tales.

Buzz——

At this moment, Christos' bracelet vibrated. He raised his hand and looked at the incoming call displayed on the bracelet.

[Shanlin Villa]

——

Zhi——

The dexterous crimson light rushed out of the darkness above the rubble like a spiritual snake swimming in the sky, and then, a sword light like a bright moon broke through the void.

A figure in ragged clothes and covered with injuries rushed out of the void.

"Ahem—are you back?"

Valint coughed up a mouthful of blood, raised his head and looked around.

Although the damage of the space filled with starlight was not high, the attacks were very dense. At the beginning, when his physical strength was good, he could completely dodge it. Later, as his condition deteriorated, he was hit more and more times.

While he was talking, the red snake light flew in front of him and finally slowly dissipated.

He raised his hand and tried to hold the red light, but he could only watch the light dissipate in front of him.

This light penetrated into the starlight space from somewhere, guiding him to smash the core of the space all the way and return to the real world smoothly.

Although this light was helping him, he could vaguely feel the crazy explosion of fighting spirit in the light, as well as the whispers that could almost disturb people's minds.

Although the power of this red light was not strong, it was of a high status. Obviously, a high-level existence helped him.

The cold night wind blew across the man's tattered clothes. Vilint held the moonlight sword, raised his eyes, and looked at the silent night around him, the ruined ruins, and the bloodstains left between the ruins.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the various lights above his head that were gradually dissipating.

He seemed to be late to come back, and the battle was over.

He lowered his head and looked not far away to his side. There was a bloodstain with a little green light, and the splashing blood stained the stones.

A person died here, and his body was cut off by the violent force.

Most likely, it was the leader of the star worshippers.

Vilint did not look at the mark again, but turned around and looked at the other side of the ground.

Among the scattered broken bricks and tiles, some blood emitting a little yellow light could be vaguely seen, and on the yellow light, some purple-red haze could be vaguely seen.

It seems that the blood has been here for a long time, but the power in the blood is still surging.

This proves that the owner of this blood was once a very powerful superhuman, so that the little blood stains he left behind can also be used as high-quality superhuman materials.

According to the daily rules of the Federation, these blood-stained stones should eventually be collected to observe their effects and abilities.

However, Vilinte didn't have time to care about these at this time. His eyes followed the line of blood stains forward.

These blood stains formed a line between the ruins, as if indicating the existence of the blood, and despite being seriously injured, he still walked here with difficulty.

Vilinte stood up and staggered along the blood stains to a depression on the other side not far away that seemed to be smashed by a person.

The splashing blood covered every part of this depression.

He seemed to be able to see the injuries and dying body of the figure when he fell from the sky.

But judging from the blood dripping around, the figure got up and walked over there without stopping after hitting the ground.

Vilint carefully looked at the details of the pit, and when he swept across the gap between the stones, his eyes suddenly paused.

He walked over slowly, bent down, and reached into the corner.

Soon, a black and white incomplete smiley mask was pulled out from the corner.

The mask was covered with blood, and it seemed that it did not survive the fierce battle, and it was still broken in half.

The corner seemed to be the chest of the fallen figure, and perhaps it was because of the fierce battle that the mask fell off.

Vilint stared at the mask. As the top of the FBI, he naturally knew this mask.

K···

In theory, this kind of secret organization whose specific purpose cannot be distinguished should be thoroughly investigated and eliminated.

Vilint held the bloodstained incomplete mask in his hand. After a brief pause, he raised his hand and put the mask between his clothes.

I'm starting to finish it. I'm a little stuck. In addition, I've been feeling a little unwell these two days. Let me sort it out.