The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Hmm hum hum~~ hum hum hum ~~ hum hum~ hum hum~ hum hum~ hum hum~"

With a smile on his lips, Lezlen hummed an unnamed ditty until the falling sensation of the elevator gradually became sluggish, and he abruptly cut off the tune.

Taking advantage of the opening of the elevator door, he rubbed his cheeks with his palms. When the elevator door opened completely, a familiar smile appeared on his lips.

Yes, he nods to everyone who passes by with his trademark faint smile, whether the other person responds with a flattering smile or a distant coldness - these are things that he does not need to care about. .

He walked into the spacious office, which was already brightly lit. Five secretaries helped him neatly organize the various documents on the table. When they saw him walking in silently, they immediately put down their work and left.

Before leaving, she helped him turn off all light sources in the room except the computer screen.

"snort……"

He let out a long breath, lay back on the seat, put his right hand on the armrest, and supported his head in a daze.

"Didi!"

A pop-up window suddenly popped up on the computer screen.

"Huh?"

Lezren's eyes narrowed, and he chuckled before moving forward, "Is it finally here...I've been waiting for so long."

It’s not a good thing to say something unexpected on the pop-up window:

[Don’t your conscience hurt? 】

"Pfft! Hahahahaha!"

Lezren made a fist with his right hand, hit his forehead and laughed wildly.

"No way? How old is it? Does anyone still believe in such a thing as conscience?"

There was a cold touch of metal on his throat, and his throat squirmed unconsciously, followed by a burning feeling as the blade had broken through his skin.

"Click..."

He bit his back molar lightly, but it wasn't entirely out of fear - I'm afraid it was more shock and unwillingness, at least in Mikael's eyes.

But can we only say that he is worthy of being a noble?

Just when Mikael was still secretly thinking about whether to keep the blade farther away from his skin, he had already spoken nonchalantly and in an exaggerated and unrestrained tone:

"Hey! Mikael, I have known you for a long time. Speaking of which, this is the first time we have met."

"Ah -" Mikael responded casually: "If possible, I would rather that we were just friends."

"Ha--" He followed Mikael's example and drawled his tone, even though it caused the skin and muscles between his neck to tremble continuously, so that the cut made by the blade became wider and wider, and the blood gradually stained him red. collar.

"Speaking of which, how am I worse than Vasak? Would you rather live with him than come to me? You know, he is a rigid and timid protohumanist. But I am different! I have always been Those who advocate equal dialogue with Herrschers like you who have human consciousness, think about it, with the wisdom of the Fire Chaser Moth and your power, there is nothing we can't do, collapse... that's just..."

"You'd better say less."

Mikael withdrew the dagger and sat down at a random table.

"If you keep saying that, I will suspect that you are insulting my IQ - I'm afraid the last half of your words were just thought of, right?"

"How could it be? My friend, this is what I say from the bottom of my heart!"

"laugh!"

Mikael couldn't help but laugh out loud.

And Lezlen finally stopped his casual remarks, and wiped his bloody neck with his hand... and then started again:

"Oh, you think what I just said was just pretense? But don't you feel the same way? Since you didn't want to kill me in the first place, why bother pretending to be scary? This shirt of mine is very expensive. !”

Mikael rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little regretful...

"Why don't you speak?"

"I'm thinking that maybe Alicia is more suitable to deal with you. But she doesn't want to come..."

"so what?"

"I'm wondering whether to kill you directly."

"Hahaha, come on!"

Lezlen stood up without hesitation, groped for the wall in the dark and turned on the light.

"Killing me is not a good decision for you."

He quickly glanced at the surveillance camera on the door frame of the office. The surveillance camera seemed to be working normally, but he had reason to believe that the guy named Weiwei had used some method to keep the picture in the surveillance room. The moment before Mikael appears.

"You have to think carefully, if you kill me here, even if there is no evidence that you did it, the suspect in most people's minds must be you, right? Some crimes, once committed, will be It can no longer be cleaned up! Oops, the Herrscher who claimed to fight for mankind actually killed the top leaders of human civilization for no reason, tsk tsk tsk.”

"You don't need to test whether I dare or not, you have to admit something."

Mikael used his traditional skills. He first observed Lezlen's office - it was very good. It was several times larger than Vasak's and more than thirty meters long. It should be able to fit inside.

So he snapped his fingers lightly.

Lezlen felt his head hit a steel plate. He quickly took two steps back and stood against the wall. It wasn't until he raised his head again that he saw——

What they just collided with was a thick guide rail - the guide rail of a 430mm rail gun, a full thirty-meter long guide rail, which completely occupied the entire office.

"I know...I know..." Mikael covered his eyes, half of his face and body trembling violently due to pain.

He suddenly let go of his hands, his eyes widened abnormally, his pupils shrank to the smallest size, and there was a crazy and paranoid smile on his lips:

"Hahahaha! That is indeed the worst choice. Yes, that's right! That is the worst choice, but so what! I seem to have a serious illness in my mind now, and I can't see the excitement. Hee hee hee... Hahaha! You Look, Mebius has prescribed medicine for me... No, I can't help it, hahahaha - I feel like I'm going to kill you, I really want to destroy everything here!"

Along with the harsh laughter, a drop of cold sweat from his forehead slipped into Lezren's eyes, and he could only let out a muffled groan - Damn it, it was obviously fine just now, but how could a huge mountain press on his shoulders in an instant... …

Damn it, all the limbs seem to be nailed down, unable to move at all... Is it the power of space? No, I'm still trembling,

Tsk, you can’t even laugh when faced with such a funny Yan Yi performance? It's really not elegant at all...

He was able to take a small breath, but with all his strength, he could only twitch the corners of his mouth twice.

"Wait a minute, this doesn't seem good..."

Mikael returned to normal a little quickly. He waved his hand, and the railgun dissipated, and the inexplicable pressure also dissipated.

But just when Lezlen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, an even stronger pressure surged over him and strangled his throat, causing him to only make a "ho ho" sound.

Then, an old-fashioned gunpowder-powered cannon was constructed.

Mikael covered his eyes and walked slowly towards Lezlen, letting out a horrifying laugh as he walked:

"Hehehe...hahahaha...hahahahaha!"

His entire arm and the back of his hand were bursting with veins, but his words were calm: "To be honest, I've wanted to do this for a long time!"

"I've wanted to do this for a long time!"

"I've wanted to do this for a long time!"

"Why are you laughing? Why are you laughing? Why are you laughing!"

He grabbed Lezren's bloody collar and stuffed him whole into the huge barrel, leaving only one head exposed.

Then he slapped that handsome face ninety-nine and eighty-one times, until the face turned into a bloody mess, until his whole body was spattered with blood, he snapped his fingers, and the wounds on Lezren's body He recovered quickly again, and all the blood stains disappeared.

"Are you still cool?"

"Ho ho——"

Lezren forced a smile, but his elegant smile was undoubtedly the biggest irony in Mikael's eyes.

"You like to laugh, you like to laugh, you like to laugh, right..."

He stuffed his fingers into Lezren's mouth and pulled them apart violently on both sides. The corners of Lezren's mouth instantly opened behind his ears.

As for his scream, he grabbed his throat and choked it back before he could even let it out.

His eyeballs were also pulled out and crushed, and the sticky white pieces splashed back on his face, while the string-like nerves were still hanging long in his empty eye sockets.

But a few minutes later, these injuries healed again, as if nothing had happened.

This time he finally stopped laughing. The continuous pain almost made him go into shock, but his mind became clearer. Even though he looked crazy, Mikael still maintained the most basic sanity, at most. Let him suffer a little without actually killing him.

"call……"

Mikael took a few deep breaths.

To be fair, Lezren didn't actually have much grudge against him, but he really couldn't help it, no matter what, he couldn't help it at all -

"Mebius is really right. Doing violent things when you feel uncomfortable will make you feel much better."

He gestured again, and a pair of invisible hands in the space grabbed Lezren's blond hair and pulled his head up.

"Comfortable...wait a moment..."

A rift in space was created, and a large box of letters fell in front of Mikael.

"You should also know in your heart that these things are in my hands now, which is very bad for you."

"Hoho...ho...haha!"

Lezlen glanced at the clock on the wall and laughed mischievously again, but this time, Mikael, who was in the "sage time", did not output violence anymore.

"If my calculation is correct, in the next two minutes, a cruise missile will land on Dusk Street due to a mistake in the exercise. Haha, won't you go back?"

"Oh, so you've already made the arrangements? But it doesn't matter."

Mikael casually took out his mobile phone, dialed Velvet's communication, and turned on the speakerphone in a show off:

"Vilvi, there is a little thing flying towards you."

"Ha! I discovered it earlier, wait a minute. Hey, the second divine key, the second rated power, liberation!"

Nothing happened, only Velvet's excited shouts.

Lezlen's eyes met with Mikael's, and the latter sneered.

Lezlen is not that crazy, and he simply cannot afford the price of Mikael completely losing control.

The latter understood that it was just a training bomb at most, which could not cause any harm. It was just a demonstration: You see, except for you, the reverse entropy is just an ant in front of the fire chasing moth. As long as I find suspected Wherever anti-entropy is located, I have the power to destroy it immediately. The "mutual non-aggression" you and Mei have done is just empty talk.

But this threat is exactly what Mikael wants, and the current situation is the best illustration:

"The Second God's Key, what is that?"

For the first time, an incredible look appeared on Lezlen's face - although he didn't understand what the God Key was or how they blocked the missile attack, there was no doubt that this pheasant organization called Anti-Entropy It has actually surpassed the Fire Chaser Moth in some aspects!

No, it’s not just transcendence, it’s blazing a path that the fire-chasing moth has not yet taken.

Yes, there are fusion warriors... Who knows if Mikael surgically transformed all the anti-entropy members into fusion warriors?

Now, even if Mikael is not here, even if Mikael, Alicia and that strange man are not here, they still have the means to deal with the Fire Chaser Moth's attack!

In this way, after the fourth collapse, the so-called "mutual non-aggression" agreed between Mei and them will come true...

No, not only is it non-aggression, but now reverse entropy has become a stronger party to some extent...

but……

"Let me put it bluntly - I am here to extort money. Of course, I am a reasonable person. These things will not affect your family and will cause some minor trouble at most. So my demands are not too much. I know that you secretly Hoarding a large amount of serum for treating Honkai Disease and making a lot of money by selling these serums...

"My requirements are not high. One hundred serums. You indicate a location and I will pick them up myself."

"Are you extorting? You are robbing! Oh my God!"

Seeing Lezren's eternal smile, Mikael pursed his lips and raised his palm without hesitation.

But Lezlen had already retracted his head into the barrel of the gun.