The Absolute Speed of a Comic

Xianjin Island.

It was an artificial island floating in the Pacific Ocean, a city where humans and demons coexist peacefully.

It is located in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, about 330 kilometers south of Tokyo, and is made of resin, metal, organic matter, etc., through magic.

"15:56:37 - Report to Lord Zahariyas that he is about to arrive at the port of Dongyu Island on Xianjin Island."

A huge cruise ship with a length of more than 100 meters came from the sea and gradually approached this huge sea city.

cruise ship deck.

An oddly-shaped subordinate reported in a deep voice to the man standing on the deck.

"I know."

It was a thin middle-aged man.

Two beards grow symmetrically above the mean lips, flicking with a fiddle, and a pair of long and narrow Danfeng eyes like fox-like, easy to give people the impression of cunning when they first meet.

"Prepare to dock, don't make too much noise, if you startle the prey, you won't be able to get it back."

"Yes."

"Remember to bring the with you."

"Yes."

The subordinates responded with a deep voice like a machine, swaying his knee-length arms, and walked into the cabin.

The middle-aged man was still standing on the deck, looking at the port of Itogami Island that was getting closer and closer.

"Itogami Island... One of the special zones of the demons, is the going to be held here?"

He muttered to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.

About two kilometers away, is the port of Dongyu Island of Xianjin Island.

There are a lot of boats moored there, including yachts more than ten meters long, and freighters dozens of meters long. His cruise ship, which is more than 100 meters long, will not be too abrupt to stop there.

The sea slapped the oncoming cruise ship, and the sea breeze carried a salty and wet smell.

As far as the eye can see, is the flat shore of the port, and countless freight containers piled up.

Further afield, there are tall buildings, surrounded by railway tracks, and airships moving slowly. There are a total of about 560,000 residents living there, including researchers, scholars, and various types of demons.

The huge steel city floats on the sea in a grand manner.

Like an artificial miracle!

"16:01:15 - Report to Lord Zahariyas, bring the body."

In a few minutes, the men came back.

At the same time, he was accompanied by a girl who looked no more than ten years old.

The girl has bright blond hair, and there is no expression in the azure blue child hole.

The beautiful appearance like a fairy, without any makeup, gives people an illusory beauty.

She was wearing a reinforced fiber protective suit similar to a motorcycle rider's suit, with a large "9" embroidered on the front chest.

"Very good, ready to dock."

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction.

He motioned for his men to watch over the girl and let the whole boat prepare for landing.

but.

Today, they are doomed to be unable to land.

"You are Balthasaru Zahariyas, the Speaker of the Nilepursi Provisional Autonomous Region?"

Just before landing.

A voice sounded faintly, entering the ears of the middle-aged man whose hair was standing on end suddenly.

"who?"

The middle-aged man was suddenly tense.

Silent?

How could someone be on the sea and let him get close to him without realizing it?

But he did not panic, but calmed down and looked around, showing his extraordinary psychological quality.

"Clap!"

A crisp footstep sounded.

It was a figure wearing armor all over, over 1.8 meters tall.

Its armor is based on black, the armor on the chest is bright red, and the helmet is worn tightly without showing the slightest gap.

The eyes of the helmet are blue compound eyes, and a red horn is supported on the top of the head.

Make it subtle.

"So ugly."

The crowd on the deck responded quickly, and quickly surrounded the armored man, separating him from the middle-aged man.

Someone made a comment in a deep voice.

The armored man suddenly froze.

It may be an illusion, but the inadvertent words just now seemed to hurt his self-esteem.

"So it came from the sky?"

The middle-aged man Zahariyas felt relieved.

This armored man is not using a technique similar to space control, but the ability to fly, which makes him relieved.

If it is a high-level magister or witch who can control space, it will be troublesome.

"I don't know who your Excellency is. What's your reason for coming to my cruise ship?"

Zahariyas straightened the collar of his suit and asked the armored man gracefully.

"Grandma once said that you should answer other people's questions before asking them."

The armored man snorted softly, slowly raised his right hand, and pointed to the sky with one finger.

Invisibly, the pretentious temperament came out.

"...It's my rudeness."

Zahariyas was silent for a while, with a sly smile on his face.

"Your Excellency is right, I am Balthasaru Zahariyas, who leads the country known as Nilepursi in Europe."

"It's good to say."

The armored man nodded in satisfaction.

"Grandma said that people can't believe what they can do, so I'll answer your question. I'm here for only one purpose - to hand over the body!"

The tone in front was still very polite~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When he said the last sentence, he simply exposed his arrogance.

At the same time as he said that, his eyes were fixed on the blond girl who was being protected at the back.

"superior!"

Zahariyas shouted decisively, his eyes fierce.

"Tear him apart for me!"

"learn."

The men surrounded by the deck rushed up one after another.

"16:03:47 - strangle the enemy!"

Zahariyas had about twenty men under his command.

Each of them was dressed in weird black clothes, with long arms hanging down to their knees, extremely exaggerated shoulder muscles, and masks of unknown beast skulls on their faces, like mercenaries who came out of a barbaric tribe.

"Show the magic blade!"

One of the subordinates stopped drinking.

"Om—!"

"Catch--!"

At the same time, weapons shot out from all over the bodies of those twenty subordinates.

There was a short knife that jumped out from the forearm, thirty centimeters long, showing a blood-red color under the ripples of magic, vibrating at a high speed like a chainsaw.

There was a pistol that popped out of his shoulder, and the black muzzle was condensed with magical bullets.

Those weapons that jumped out of the muscles and bones of the body were the "magic blades" that the "Hungry Ghost" clan relied on, and were kept in the body.

"Grandma said that you should always be cautious, and don't provoke someone who is far stronger than you. That's not brave, but reckless!"

The armored man spoke leisurely.

He turned his palms, and a dark two-handed epee suddenly appeared in his hands.

"Hey!"

The golden glitter flickered away.

Broken limbs and internal organs rained down. (To be continued)