Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Aunt Mei's house in Queens.

"What are you arguing about?"

Rui Wen, who had just finished a meditation, wore loose clothes, pushed open the door of the mysterious house, and walked out, seeing Peter and Frank glaring at each other while they were in the room.

Peter was angry on the sofa, and the silly dog ​​was lying on the carpet, sipping his teeth while shouting something.

Ruiwen asked, and Peter turned back to his sister:

"Frank is a bad guy, he ran away!"

"Ok?"

Rui Wen looked down at the silly dog ​​in surprise, she said:

"You bully cooing? Are you afraid of being beaten by it?"

"Don't listen to this silly kid talking."

Frank plucked his neck with his short heels. The dog in a small suit explained dissatisfiedly:

"Cuckoo ran by myself, and I don't know what happened."

"I was stealing at that time... er, I mean, I was helping to "clean up" the cat food, but it was broken by it. The violent big bad cat was about to beat me, but the purple light flashed, it It's gone."

Frank stuck out his tongue and said:

"We've all seen how Cuckoo uses teleportation. It can open the portal, it's purple, so it must have ran on its own. As for why, I don't know."

"Have you left?"

Ruiwen glanced at the cooing cat litter, where there was still some cat food left over.

She closed her eyes and felt that there was indeed an energy residue similar to teleportation in the room, which Frank said was very likely to be true.

But why did Gu Go suddenly run away?

What did the cat sense? Is there anything urgent?

"I heard that Gu Gou ran once before?"

Frank took his short legs and made two rounds around Ruiwen. He raised his head and looked at the little master. It said:

"Eric told me that it had been a long time since Coogu left."

"Well, there is this matter, that time the cooing went to the kitten."

Ruiwen crouched down and patted Frank's head. She turned to Peter and said:

"Maybe Gu Go is really in a hurry, but you don't need to worry about it. Its strength is enough to make it go across the earth, maybe it will come back in a few days."

Cuckoo was originally a cat with occasional nervousness.

In the past 7 months, without Merlin’s control, the cat occasionally left home and wandered around with his temperament.

As a bite beast, it has a strong ability to devour, and can open the portal at any time, making it rare in this world.

At the time it just disappeared, the family members did not pay too much attention to this matter.

The cooing thing is not to mention, after all, it is about the mysterious purple-eyed girl Ganata. This matter will take a while to ferment.

On the other side, far away from New York, in the south-central part of North America, in the sturdy state of Texas, another important thing is happening.

"Boom"

Several black transport helicopters were parked in the wilderness of Texas.

In the gust of wind from the helicopter propellers, a group of guys dressed in black jackets and flowered headscarves dressed like locomotive riders jumped down.

Under the command of the Roman leader, these heroes from New York gathered their equipment and quickly assembled.

This is the dead end of the famous superhero team on the East Coast.

They accepted a special employment agreement early this morning.

"Brothers! You must be curious why we are leaving home and coming to this ghost place!"

The second uncle in a suit of armor, the number two character "Roman" of the dead gang, pushed his own chic shape with a feather helmet.

He put his arms on his hips and trained the more than 50 superheroes gathered in front of him:

"We are here because the source of the demons that have raged in New York recently has been found!"

The Romans pointed to a few kilometers behind, the large, abandoned oil factory, he said to his brothers:

"Those devil cubs rushed out of this abandoned oil factory here."

"It is said that a group of crazy cultists held a terrible ceremony here recently, opened the doors of **** and this world, and released the demon in hell."

"Although the local situation is under control, there will still be sporadic demons escaping, New York, and even the entire East Coast have their tracks."

The Romans increased their tone, and he shouted:

"After learning about this, Miss Ash contacted the local organization responsible for clearing the source. As the most powerful superhero organization on the East Coast, the dead end helped accept their employment!"

"In the next month, we will be stationed here to help the local guardians clear the demons that are constantly rushing out of hell."

"This is the hero's responsibility and the next big project for the dead end."

Ash's loyal dog legs shouted to the heroes before him:

"I'm a rough man. I said the ugly words ahead. If anyone dared to run away and ruin the reputation of the death gang, leaving Ms. Ash's face dull, I would kill him with my own hands!"

Talk, this guy added another sentence:

"Well, this is a high-risk task. Miss Ash promised that after the task is over, she will calculate more allowances based on her personal contributions, but it will only be issued after the task is over. Does anyone have any comments?"

No one has an opinion.

The first batch of more than 50 people who arrived were all diehards who followed Ash for several years.

They joined the dead gang, relying on the praise of Ash's media company to gain a reputation, and can receive a generous salary every month. It can't be said that they help the dead gang, but the loyalty is absolutely reliable.

Coupled with this time's work, there are also reporters and follow-up shots. This is a good opportunity to become famous, and there is a more generous salary. Naturally, no one will have an opinion.

As for the danger...

What superhero are you afraid of danger?

Isn't this a life-saving business?

"Okay, let's go!"

With a big wave, the Romans drove several trucks parked at the landing point and drove the dead members to the abandoned oil factory.

After everyone left, the Romans looked around, took out their phones, and called Ash as far away as New York.

"Madam, you have done what you said, no one doubts."

"well."

Ash's cold voice came from the phone, she said:

"Stabilize them, for at most a month, the trouble will be solved."

"Okay, ma'am, look at me."

The Romans hung up the phone, got into their car, and drove into the wilderness.

As Ash's most trusted dogleg, the Romans knew that the dead gang had recently fallen into financial difficulty.

The matter is very troublesome, and the wealthy Miss Ash cannot pay this month's salary. She is raising funds, but it will take time.

She signed an employment agreement with the mysterious mechanist in Texas.

On the one hand, these guys are generous, and the salary they get from this job can just make up for the gang’s funding gap this month.

On the other hand, all the main members of the dead gang were removed from New York to avoid leakage.

This matter can't be known to others.

Superheroes who can join the dead gang are mostly very realistic guys.

They came for the lucrative salary and the famous opportunity. To put it simply, these superheroes rely on this well-paid job to make money to support their families.

Not all superhumans are like Clark or Carol, willing to do ordinary people's work.

Not everyone is willing to accept the solicitation of the Tianyan Society and do some shady work for the official.

Before that, there were hero associations, but after the dissolution of the hero association, the junior heroes who were left with these abilities and were not very mentally conscious had few choices.

At least on the East Coast, joining the current death gang is the best choice.

Ten minutes later, the superheroes of the dead gang arrived at the abandoned oil project.

What caught their eyes was the entire factory area that had been burned by the fire.

The collapsed buildings still have twisted, black-burned steel, and the ground is covered with ash. In those ash piles, there are still broken and broken limbs of different creatures.

Most of the buildings inside the plant have collapsed, as if an earthquake occurred, and there was a crack nearly 100 meters long on the ground of the plant.

The Roman jumped out of the car, stood by the crack, and looked down.

Bottomless.

Occasionally, a sneaky hissing came out of the dark rift, and the inhuman scream made the Romans who had been strengthened several times a little uncomfortable.

In the middle of the crack, a huge metal drill bit was thrown there. Under the sunlight, the twisted shape of the drill bit exuded some weird light, and some twisted runes could be seen vaguely.

The tall metal tower used to house the drilling equipment is broken off from the center, like a bridge, lying horizontally above the gully.

And around that crack, there were scorched bodies, most of which were **** demon crawling out of the pit. Under the sunlight, those horrible bodies were turning into black smoke and dissipating, like burning. After the ashes.

But there are still some broken metals.

It was like being torn apart by a demon.

"Wisdom?"

Behind the Romans, a wild girl wearing a denim outfit, with Mosi on her head, and an armband suddenly shouted:

"Boss! Look, there are all Zhiji there!"

"Ok?"

The Romans raised their heads and looked down at their subordinates' fingers. Sure enough, on the other side of the gully, in a cleared area, a dozen armed armed weapons were patrolling with weapons.

These smart devices are different from those in New York City.

Each of their bodies is shaped like a samurai warrior, and they are all wearing thick, ceremonial hood robes, just like the believers, and there is a rather strange mark on their robes.

It was the interlacing of several gears, which were vaguely combined into a skull.

The Romans also noticed that the large gullies of the factory were surrounded by small fortifications that had been established, as well as heavy weapons that shone in the sun.

The manipulators of these weapons are all intelligent weapons!

There are even a few bipedal bodies docked by the gullies, which are covered with weapon launchers on the square body.

The small-caliber, large-caliber and super-caliber barrels also carry a huge steel rucksack like a honeycomb missile launcher.

Once that gadget opened fire, it is estimated that it could easily collapse a building.

"Boss, I feel weird here."

The girl with the sharpest eyes, Moses, looked around with some fear. She lowered her voice and said to the Romans:

"There seems to be no one here...all robots, you noticed that the eyes of those intelligent machines are all red."

"Don't panic!"

The Romans themselves were a little flustered, but in the face of his subordinates, he still had to show a steady temperament, he forced to explain:

"Those red lights are the performance of smart weapons entering the fighting state. You have never seen it because the smart weapons in the city are not loaded with combat modules at all. ."

"Don't worry, the warriors who are dead."

Just after the Romans finished speaking, a woman's voice rang in front of them.

When the Romans raised their heads, they saw a thin woman, and came out of the shadow of the factory under the guard of several black armed and intelligent machines.

This should be a human kind, but she also wore the same hooded robe as those smart weapons, and the robe also had the emblem of the gear skull.

The Romans noticed that there was a black tandem on her belt, similar to a small incense burner.

She also carried a metal cane that was taller than hers. At the top of the cane were three probes that extended like spider limbs.

As the woman walked, the probe was spinning and a blue spark popped from time to time.

"My name is Gemma Cumming."

The mysterious short woman stood in front of the Romans. She raised her head and showed a human face under the thick hood.

She wears quirky, steampunk-style glasses with overlapping lenses. As she speaks, the precision machinery on the frames of the glasses is constantly moving, replacing several lenses.

The Romans felt that the dizzying woman in front of him was examining him.

He felt as if he was undressed.

"I am the person in charge of the mechanical sect here, and also a believer in the **** of all machines. You can call me Ms. Cuming, or call me "pigeon."

"Okay, Ms. Cumming."

The Romans looked at the armed wisdom machines with red light in their eyes. He said:

"We accepted the employment and came to help you defend against the demons crawling out of hell. Where is our defense zone? Is there anything we need to pay attention to here?"

"Your job is to defend the periphery and prevent the escape of those filthy demons."

The mechanical priest raised his cane and pointed to the high-altitude and ground defense lines built around the factory. She said:

"Especially at night, those demons will become more rampant, howling to crawl out of hell, using all means to try to pollute the world, which makes the machine soul unhappy."

She increased her tone:

"You must shoulder the task of sniping from the outside, so that my brothers can more confidently penetrate into the gully and block the demon's breakthrough."

"Why fight a protracted battle with them?"

The Romans frowned and said:

"Why not find the spellcaster to seal off the rift and solve the problem once and for all?"

"That's about a **** lord."

Ms. Cumming said calmly:

"It is difficult to find such a caster in this world."

"In addition, there is no need to be too restrained here. The mechanical sect is not conservative. You can play as you please, as long as it does not affect the task."

The mysterious woman waved her hand. She said to the Romans and other heroes:

"Every night, we will hold a mechanical psychic ritual. If you are interested, we also welcome you to come and watch."

"Do you also have faith?"

A superhero wearing a cross behind the Romans asked in surprise:

"Are you a believer in Mendata?"

"Do not."

Ms. Cumming turned around, and as she left, she whispered:

"We adore greater power."

"You will see you soon."

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