Knowledge of spells in languages was not an uncommon thing, but that was for Maryse today.
For the extraordinary beings at the bottom, every new spell, ritual, and relic is quite valuable.
Huai: "Okay, we just came to the Giant Beehive, and we really need money... Speaking of which, you just moved here too, right? Where did you live before?"
Sui Yi: "Well, we live in a city called Chenhai. It's a long story..."
So the two started chatting. Sui Yi, who was from the Scarlet Blood Clan, was more than a hundred years old and had a good emotional intelligence. He didn't mention the identity of the criminal, at least he didn't discriminate against each other's origin in his conversation.
In fact, it is a rule set by the Savior that ordinary members of the Tower of Babel are equal, and violators will suffer certain punishments.
Maryse knew that most of those rules were discussed between Amy and Aurora. Only these two people were keen on making various rules, especially Amy.
The Savior's attention to the lower class members has always been very limited.
You are indeed a tyrant, very controlling, Sister Amy.
At this moment, Maryse frowned.
"Well, I seem to have forgotten something."
Well.
I remembered!
The old man asked him to do something, and Maryse's face changed because she had already taken the gift, but in the end she forgot all about it!
Hey, what's going on? It's me as expected.
"Maryse, are you still here?"
At this moment, Amy's avatar appeared in the cyber world, and she stared at Maryse: "Old Mike has been waiting for you at the agreed place, but I just checked, you have been playing games, and then you ran to Come here to eavesdrop on the gossip... Maryse, this is a bit uncomfortable, anyway, he asked me to call you."
"I was wrong, right away! You told him that I was quick, really, just change clothes and go!"
Maryse wailed.
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"You're so late, little one."
Old Mike looked unkind and stared at the half-elf girl in a white sweatshirt in front of him.
"Ahem, I was sent out just now on a savior mission."
Maryse had an idea and sneered: "Actually, just ten minutes ago, I used my spiritual power to massacre hundreds of thousands of people and destroy a country in an inferior civilization, but now I have to do it, tiredly I rushed back to help you deal with the mess, haha, you should thank me more."
She also sighed, shook her head, and pretended: "At that time, some people cried and desperately begged me for mercy. Unfortunately, they didn't understand. I have always been cold."
"Is that so?" Old Mike chuckled, noncommittal.
Why do you use psychic power to kill people, and those being controlled still have the option to beg for mercy
"Of course you'll believe it."
The corners of Maryse's mouth raised slightly. Because of her passive mind reading, she already knew the fact that the other party did not believe her.
Her mind moved and she wanted to give a psychological hint.
But she was silent for a while and then gave up. Mr. Hedonist told her that it was best not to do this kind of thing to her companions.
Old Mike had no expression on his face and continued:
"I don't care what you were doing before, whether you were licking the photo of the hedonist or just playing games crazily. In short, now you have to do what you agreed to do and help me dig out all the secrets of this bastard!"
The old man's voice was finally filled with anger at this moment: "I must know! Why are I and my family being targeted?"
"Who would lick it! You are so disgusting!"
Maryse frowned and blushed, staring at the unconscious alloy wolf.
The alloy wolf, who was already in a coma, was forced to wake up leisurely, his eyes confused.
In an instant, she read everything.
Low-level transcendent beings have absolutely no secrets in front of her.
"How could these contents be..."
Maryse frowned and took a deep breath: "I think Mr. Hedonist must also know them. Perhaps Sister Amy should also know it."
"how?"
Old Mike looked at Maryse, his expression serious.
The half-elf girl thought for a moment and said, "It's about Locke Morgan Company."
"Also, this matter is related to the 'Crimson King'..."
Old Mike's fingers trembled slightly, and then he transformed into a black gun and shot the useless alloy wolf in the head.
"boom!"
Blood splashed everywhere, but Maryse dodged it.
He took a deep breath in disbelief.
It’s actually…
One of the rainbows.
Chapter 487: Give up and determination
Old Mike returned to his temporary "home" tiredly.
This is the 111th floor of the Ring City.
What he calls "home" is actually a safe house full of food, medicine, weapons and equipment.
No networking, rare physical door lock.
On almost every floor from the 50th floor to the 150th floor of the ring city, Old Mike had prepared a safe house that was enough to hide in for several months.
It costs a lot of money to arrange all this, but it is undoubtedly worth setting up them. For modern killers, sufficient preparation in advance can increase your probability of surviving a mission by hundreds of percent.
The old man was sitting on the chair, looking a little decadent and in a trance.
This seems to be no longer the same person as the person who was joking about torture, torture and murder of his enemies.
"Shit, it's all shit!"
I don't know why, but Old Mike suddenly became angry, madly smashed all the things on hand, and became furious.
He has already made up his mind to kill all those who threaten his granddaughter!
But after digging this far, I discovered that Jinque, the underworld organization, was just a prop.
The real mastermind turned out to be the Locke Morgan Group.
"No, it's better to say that this is not an accident. Half of the big conspiracy in this city is related to Rock Morgan, and the other half is related to Rock Morgan's enemies. Isn't that what it is? Haha."
Old Mike muttered to himself and closed his eyes.
However, even if your enemy is Rock Morgan, with the powerful "Tower of Babel" behind you, you may not be unable to be Rock Morgan's opponent.
After all, they can even defeat the Almighty of Noi Military Company...
He clenched his fists.
"But it's different. This time it involves a rainbow, and the nature has completely changed."
god.
In any case, they are different existences from mortals.
Extraordinary people claim to be extraordinary and believe that they are different from ordinary people. There are three major dividing lines in the world.
But in the eyes of gods, extraordinary beings are just one type of mortal. There are actually only two different species levels in the world. 凗
The history of the Rock Morgan Group is only a few hundred years old. Before it existed, there were other forces here. Before that force existed, there were other hegemons and masters on this land.
However, no matter how the city-states, forces, and countries change.
The "rainbows" high in the sky have never changed because of mortal struggles.
The only known fallen god is the "Heart of Light". That's because he saved the world from the hands of otherworldly gods and paid a huge price for saving the world many times before.
Gods will only fall because of stronger gods, never because of mortals!
The Crimson King!
That is a spirit that ascended to God with the concept of "war"!
It is said that she is never angry, and she never shows emotion, but every time she appears, there will be endless blood rushing into the sky, and the overwhelming red will engulf everything.
In the history of Noah, there is only one recorded action by the Crimson King.
According to legend, she surged up a bloody torrent to engulf everything around her, trying to make the whole world drown in the fanaticism and madness of war. If the Savior of Darkness and the Heart of Light hadn't jointly restrained her rage, Noah would have been killed by this. A cruel and tyrannical god was completely bloodbathed, and there was no more life left.
Apocalypse's battles can easily destroy a city, but as long as the gods are given enough time, they can make a world devoid of any life.
Old Mike took a deep breath with a helpless expression, knowing that he could only go so far.
All the subsequent matters cannot be intervened and investigated by oneself.
"old."
He closed his eyes, moved the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled bitterly.
In fact, hadn’t I lost my energy a long time ago
Otherwise, why must we wash our hands and not dry up
Although he acted extremely irritable, he couldn't suppress the weakness deep in his heart. He was old and tired, and he still had all kinds of concerns about his family.
As a killer, he is no longer qualified.
"Spear of the End, are you there?"
In my mind, the voice of "Cyber Tyrant" suddenly sounded
Old Mike was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the "Cyber Tyrant" could control the implant in his brain and could naturally communicate with him at any time.
In fact, she can control everything about herself as long as she wants... regardless of her fighting ability.
"Character" has always been a very important factor in battle, and the most restrained character is nothing more than "cyber tyrant" and cyber-transformed people...
No matter how powerful the opponent is, as long as the implant in the brain is connected to the Internet, it is nothing but a piece of her bag.
"I'm here, what's wrong?" Old Mike replied.
"I also know all that information."
The cyber tyrant's voice continued to appear in Old Mike's mind. This neutral electronic sound contained neither sadness nor joy, nor could he feel the slightest anger.
"I think Rock Morgan has to pay."
Old Mike replied "talking to himself": "It sounds like you are angrier and angrier than me. Could it be that you know the victim in that incident?"
Perhaps she is one of the victims.
Old people are always very sharp.
He recalled what Maryse had just shown to him through her psychic power.
It turns out that in the past decade or so, Locke Morgan Group has been conducting a large number of drug experiments, not only on animals, but even directly on humans.
Some of the experimental subjects are debtors and their relatives, and the other part of the experimental subjects are people who voluntarily signed up.
In fact, this is legal in the three major cities in the night world.
The illegal thing they did was... In order to collect data as quickly as possible, the Locke Morgan Group secretly administered specific drugs to ordinary residents in large numbers for observation.
Many mutated, some grew extra limbs, some lost limbs entirely, and still others became idiots or fell into uncontrollable madness.
Or, simply die from the drug.
The entire Ring City has been turned into a huge testing ground.
"Are you going to deal with Rock Morgan? They are not easy to deal with. After all, the people behind these people are... "
Before Old Mike could finish speaking, "Cyber Tyrant" interrupted him.
"No, I want to deal with more than just Locke Morgan."
"And gods."