The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Don't move!" the soldier shouted in a low voice.

Despite Andre's repeated warnings, the soldiers in the first team still couldn't hide their rough actions, which could not be stopped at all - even if Andre was right in front of the soldiers, watching them with tiger eyes, he could not stop their actions. Half a minute softly.

if not? Instead of treating him roughly like this, how about gentle words and then bringing him a sedan to carry him away?

Please! This man is the suspect who killed Captain Kevin!

In the eyes of most people, there is no difference between [suspect] and [prisoner]. Ordinary people do not have any presumption of innocence in their cognition. They only know that revenge must be retaliated.

The soldiers of Poison Chrysalis silently looked at the situation outside through the peephole on the iron door of the dormitory, and what they saw was the scene just now.

Ymer was dragged away with a rope tied around his neck, as undignified as a dead dog.

Few people are angry, most of them are happy - fortunately, one person does the work and the other takes responsibility. Although we still don't know what happened outside, but since the suspect has been taken away, then everything is probably fine, right?

After hesitating for a moment, a certain Poison Chrysalis member quietly opened a crack in the door and stuck his head out.

But before he could make any move, he was hit hard on the head by the iron rod of the first team.

The Honkaimon-like mask was smashed in half in an instant, and blood dripped like a waterfall. The soldier who took action did not expect this, and took half a step back in fright.

When Andre followed the scream and came over, the iron door had been closed again, and only the broken mask and large amounts of blood on the ground silently recounted what had just happened.

The soldier stood there at a loss, and Andre waved to him to signal him to be quiet. The group hurriedly left the Poison Chrysalis' accommodation area and sealed it off again.

With a heart-wrenching creaking sound, the iron fence of the accommodation area was closed again, and then silence enveloped the darkness behind the fence again.

"Hiss... your mother's attack was so harsh!"

The wound on his forehead gradually closed with the influx of Honkai energy. Mikael waved his hand and all the blood was wiped away silently, leaving no trace. He sat quietly in front of the computer.

Even if the network communication with the outside world is cut off, Poison Chrysalis still has its own internal network. The terminal of the internal network is set up in the accommodation area. The Fire Chaser Moth cannot cut it off from the outside world, and is unwilling to go deep into the accommodation area to stir up trouble. Of course, whether they know this is still a question.

In such a strange and tense situation, Mikael was still curious about what these people would say on the intranet, which determined how he could direct the incident.

"Xixissuosuo——"

There was a sound of struggling behind him, and Mikael warned without looking back: "If you make any more noise, the little finger on your right hand will be gone too."

The man stopped instantly, but Mikael was still talking to himself:

"Speaking of which, am I a little too merciful? Maybe killing you directly is the easiest way."

Hearing this, the original owner of the room began to whimper and struggle again. Mikael did what he said. He was obviously sitting in front of the computer typing, but the man felt a chill coming from his tied hands. .

Then warm blood flowed out, followed by heartbreaking pain.

"Woo!"

"Woo!"

Mikael stroked his forehead, let out a long sigh, knocked the person unconscious, and threw him into the imaginary space.

This is not to hurt innocent people, this person is the secret agent of [SEELE]. If Mikael hadn't stepped in, Kevin and Mei would have been defenseless...

Looking at the screen again, the function of the intranet is very simple. In the chat room with a dark background, line after line of characters are quickly refreshed, like a waterfall flowing backwards. If it weren't for Mikael's excellent eyesight and reaction speed, Otherwise, he would hardly be able to see clearly what these people were saying.

【Who knows what happened? ! ! 】

[Where’s that piece of shit Vasak! Come out and explain! 】

[You idiot, something must have happened to him! Otherwise, who dares to touch us! 】

【Is there something wrong? Can you bring us some breakfast first? 】

…

"hiss……"

Mikael took a deep breath and touched the stubble on his chin, thoughtfully.

"It seems that... everyone's fear and anxiety have decreased instead of increasing since Ymer was taken away?"

This was something Mikael didn't expect...

But he soon realized that his understanding of these serious criminals was really insufficient...

It is best for people to do some warm-up exercises before exercising, and for these poisonous chrysalis, those words just now are just standard warm-up exercises.

As the chatterbox slowly opened up, everyone was getting better and better, and all kinds of dirty words came out. Those words, Mikael couldn't bear to see, couldn't bear to hear, and didn't dare to think about, so naturally No more paraphrasing.

What's even more outrageous is that, through the thick wall, starting with a roar, Mikael heard a sound that seemed familiar in his memory - almost at the same time as several violent hammer blows, it was "crackling" or something. The sound of flowers falling to the ground.

Is this... smashing the keyboard?

Mikael turned to look at the screen again. A series of excessive words flashed in front of him. This time he really couldn't see clearly.

Why is this so?

This may be the social nature of human beings.

A person's anger is ultimately small. No matter how angry he is, he will eventually be forced to wake up under the control of reason.

However, when a person finds that everyone and everyone he knows, and the entire organization he is in, exudes the same anger as him, that rationality is like a thin fuse that burns out as soon as it burns.

After all, compared to reason, the so-called anger, this overly sentimental emotion, is truly driven by human or animal instinct.

But it's not enough.

Mikael pulled off a stubble that was too long.

What he wanted was a strong wind and a sudden rain. The weather for Poison Chrysalis now was cloudy at best, and the wind didn't even blow.

Coincidentally, the task assigned by [SEELE] to the original owner of this dormitory is also the same: [Please sacrifice yourself if necessary to cause bloody conflicts].

Sure enough, anger alone is not enough.

It is also an instinct, and there are priorities within it. What is the highest instinct - the desire to survive.

No way, no way...

He sighed.

His right fist unclenched and clenched, clenched and unclenched, as if reflecting his hesitant heart.

But now that this step has been achieved, casualties are inevitable.

What's more, he has even finished the preparations for the next step!

It's just that for Mikael, it is easier to convince himself that he hurts people with his own hands than to hurt others indirectly, and makes him feel at ease.

In the end, the most shameless and effective interface must be introduced——

[As long as the goal is achieved, all these sacrifices will be worth it! 】

"snort……"

The day passed unknowingly. During this period, the Fire Chaser seemed to finally remember the flaw in his work and brought lunch and dinner to Poison Chrysalis at once.

In fact, they were compressed biscuits with wartime quotas, because according to the original order given by Vasak, except for the martial law troops and a few departments, all personnel stopped working, including the canteen.

Hen did not correct this, and the reason is very simple - eating biscuits only hurts the tongue and stomach, and if the canteen with already complex personnel is allowed to start working when the situation is not yet clear, if someone really poisons or something, then The situation will escalate again.

But the members of Poison Chrysalis didn't know this, so some people had a long argument with the soldiers of the first team through the iron door of the dormitory.

One dared not go out, and the other could not come in.

Mikael peered through the peephole.

Until late at night...

The straight corridor is not an ideal hiding place, but some people can hide their figures in the shadows stolen by the dim fluorescent light.

No one knows how the poisonous chrysalis opened the iron fence and rushed out.

He beat up more than a dozen soldiers of the first team along the way. Naturally, the other soldiers couldn't watch him escape and pulled the triggers one after another. However, he got behind the mecha and blocked it for him with the help of the mecha that turned slowly. bullet.

But that was it. Just when he was stepping on the mecha's shoulders and preparing to climb into the air conditioning duct, he was a little slow and was pulled off by the mecha under his feet.

The mecha and soldiers immediately surrounded the man, but he took out a grenade he got from nowhere.

After a violent explosion, the man and the three soldiers of the first team who had escaped were blown into pieces of flesh on the spot, and more than a dozen soldiers suffered injuries of varying sizes.

Naturally, it would be difficult to leave a whole corpse behind in the explosion, but perhaps due to good luck, the first team picked up a small piece of the little finger in the pile of corpses.