Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

On a remote road, Huang Quan suddenly stopped.

"Boss, what's going on..." Old Tang looked at what appeared in front of him. It looked like it was obviously a group of alien mechas that would only appear in the future.

A question mark appeared on his forehead.

What is this stuff?

"The return of the myth." Huang Quan slowly spit out these four words in his heart.

The forces in the torrent of history took action.

These hybrids who were worshiped as "gods and demons" in the past and took the road to becoming gods established a glorious mythological era. They created majestic miracles, and used alchemy to create a different world like the Nibelung. , the myth of latitude.

Now their figures appear in front of Huang Quan.

Although these sci-fi armored warriors may not be the true faces of their gods, the superb theories contained therein are worthy of Bai Mo’s investment.

The mecha warriors once again expanded the field, and a series of buffs were displayed, seeming to repeat the first sight kill that appeared last time.

However, Huang Quan clapped his hands.

The signal was confirmed, and all the Baimo who had already been ambushing nearby started this "hunting" at the same time.

This time, Huang Quan mobilized one-third of Bai Mo's forces deployed in New York, almost forming an attacking army with hundreds of people and thousands of logistical support members.

Weapons and ammunition, reinforced equipment, position structure, alchemy suppression, and the blockade of the intelligence network... Under many factors, what is happening at this moment is not a small fight, nor is it an assassination by the so-called assassin group.

It is a war, a war that breaks out with enough intensity to reach small-scale military activities!

Not only that, in order to prevent interference from unexpected factors, the internal calculations of the NOMA supercomputer were started, and Tianyan started calculations.

When Bai Mo's consciousness came to him, the computing power of many arrangements was mobilized. The so-called "bullet time" and "thinking acceleration" assisted by computing... became the standard configuration of every Bai Mo.

The fire of war is burning, and these monsters from myths and legends are roasting in front of Huang Quan's eyes.

Bullets hit one point of the energy shield at the same time. The lowest and worst of these bullets are alchemy bullets enhanced by high energy acceleration and kinetic energy!

The bullet cut through the air, leaving a tiny white mark in mid-air, and hit the mecha's unfolded light blue energy shield at a speed of tens of Mach.

The terrifying kinetic energy coupled with the alchemy-engraved explosion was like a poignant and beautiful flower from hell blooming at this moment. The shock wave tore up the ground, eroding the ground into hideous scars like the claws of an unknown giant beast.

At the same time as the first shot was fired, the Assassin Guilds who had already been hiding in all directions tilted their guns wildly, unscrupulously unleashing the firepower they had already prepared.

The sound of gunfire, artillery, and all kinds of weapons made from alchemy combined with modern weapons are all vented on this land at this moment.

The situation reversed instantly.

Due to Huang Quan's method of ambushing nearby, the mecha team was unable to release a large range of corresponding speech spirits like Jun Yan.

Under the premise that neither party can use the control of elements, this time the battle has become a competition of numbers and trump cards.

As well as the level of its own scientific and technological background and the quality of its personnel...

In terms of numbers, there were as many as a thousand people from Huang Quan, the Assassin's Guild, and Bai Mo who participated in the war.

When it comes to technology, alchemy-enhanced bullets and artillery fire suppression, coupled with Baimo's calculations, there is no hope of breaking through the defense.

In fact, if the missile bombing in New York City had not caused a violent reaction, Huang Quan is now preparing to use the magically modified alchemical missiles to set off a grand fireworks celebration here.

The sound of gunfire continued, and the foam of shared memories looked at these monsters that were trapped and killed by the terrifying gunfire like God's perspective.

The fire suppression caused by the seven-minute continuous strafing shredded the energy barriers of these armored team members, and at the same time firmly trapped them in place, unable to move at all.

"So, you are fishing." Old Tang looked at the war scene that looked like a Syrian battlefield, and he looked at Huang Quan with some uncertainty.

According to what she did, on the one hand, she was protecting herself, on the other hand, she was limiting the Dragon King's recovery, and at the same time, she was fighting against these characters who apparently appeared out of nowhere, and ambush them in advance...

All of this made it difficult for Old Tang to wonder if Huang Quan was using him as fishing bait.

"Yes and no."

Huang Quan looked at the few people who were suppressed and could not move at all, and said simply.

"The leader's latest order - keep you alive and seal Norton."

"Chief..." As he muttered something, Old Tang secretly wondered if he had ever seen the "leader" Huang Quan mentioned.

Three minutes passed, and after it was confirmed that the control of the elements was mastered, and the barrier against spiritual intrusion disappeared, Huang Quan used the information network system formed by the Baimo here to amplify his control over the elements, and began to control the spirits of these people. Invasion.

Infection, assimilation, reading memories in the subconscious... With elements as tentacles, invisible and qualityless threads are connected.

As unknown and incomprehensible anti-human ravings came from Huang Quan's mouth, he and they were read by Huang Quan's corresponding memories.

[Team Anubis went to New York City, killed the Assassin Guild Idiom, and then brought her body back. 】

[Members of the Anubis team will be selected from heroes like you. Only heroes who successfully activate the god-given blood can join. 】

[Hero, hope, obey the great will of the gods. 】

.........Memory is like a transparent blue sea, deep and charming, and one can't help but indulge in it.

Under his prying eyes, Bai Mo also learned about their own world in the minds of these hybrids.

The first is the identity of this group of mixed races.

They are a group of "heroes", heroes who have accomplished great things for mortals. Each one of them has power that rivals or surpasses that of A-level hybrids.

They possess great power, but on the other hand, these "heroes" have not learned what normal hybrids need to learn, such as physics, chemistry, alchemy, mathematics, etc.

It cannot be said that there is no learning.

But in their "world", wisdom is a forbidden land granted by the gods. Even if a mortal has great power, it is impossible to touch it. Anyone who tries to advance towards wisdom and blasphemes against the gods is evil and needs it. Destroy enemies.

Of course, in the church of gods, the priests will also grant certain necessary "wisdom" to mortals and heroes.

For example, controlling this sci-fi armor that is obviously a black technology alchemy system combined with a modern scientific system.

However, with this wisdom, only heroes who have accomplished heroic deeds, challenged impossible enemies and defeated them can gain divine grace...

After digesting it bit by bit, Bai Mo had a so-called basic understanding of these mythical worlds.

‘In the history of mythology, the hybrid created the Nibelungs, built a magnificent temple, and then led the corresponding family hybrids and those slaves into the world of the Nibelungs—the world of gods. ’

‘Subsequently, the gods changed several times, and the hybrids represented by the gods who took the road to becoming gods formed a solidified class.

As described in those myths, the highest god represents the pure blood on the road to becoming a god, and then the next level of relatives, heirs, and churches. Those mixed races live in the true kingdom of the gods, forming an orderly society. . ’

‘The next class is the church ministers, who represent the hope of transcending classes and becoming the sheepdogs who will replace the livestock slaves of the ‘gods’.

At the same time, there are also these heroes. The lowest slave gene breakthrough leads to the revival of dragon gene and has powerful power.

It is possible for a hero to transcend class, from an ordinary slave to a more cherished guinea pig experiment, contributing to the growth of these so-called gods. ’

‘The lowest class are naturally slaves. Those mortals who have dragon genes but are considered slaves by these hybrids are just the lowest weeds. ’

In the Nibelungen world of gods, the order of the world is the pyramid.

God sits high in the clouds and enjoys eternal life.

The next level is demigod, hybrid, representing the hybrid order.

Church, faith, these hybrids have shaped the entire ruling class with their true power and false lies.

They developed alchemy and combined it with modern scientific systems to create dazzling miracles one after another, and built a different time and space like the Nibelungen.

Below are slaves and outstanding slaves. They are slaves, free deadpools, experimenters of weapons, and weapons that can be replaced at will...

These slaves were imprisoned in wisdom and brainwashed, and dedicated their lives to the great God.

They are not afraid of death, they believe that death is the return of the spirit and soul to the embrace of the underworld, the god of death.

Everything is so orderly and harmonious that it seems as if it has never changed for eternity.

Strength, wisdom, personality, gods have drawn order, and everyone is a caged bird.

Frowning, Huang Quan looked at these hybrids whose true faces were revealed after their masks were shattered.

There are both men and women. Their appearance is handsome, and they seem to be no less inferior to geniuses like Caesar and Chu Zihang. At the same time, their temperament is extraordinary, they have not experienced the pollution of modern information at all, and they have a pure beauty.

If these people were encountered by Kassel College, they would probably be deceived and sent to the school.

But Huang Quan could see that there was fanatical belief in the eyes of these people. They have no so-called humanity, they only have the madness of being poisoned, bewitched, and not afraid of death. They are a group of madmen with beliefs.

Silently sensing everything about their lives, Huang Quan released his words to this Anubis team that had lost the ability to resist.

The blade of judgment opened, and after a ring of pure white light appeared behind Huang Quan, the face of the team that was originally expecting death showed a devouring madness.

In their hearts, Huang Quan is the biggest heresy!

"■■(Nibelungen characteristic language)"

——You actually dare to blaspheme God!

"They are dead now." Old Tang looked at the enemy whose necks were cut off and then gradually dissolved under the pure white light, and asked uncertainly: "Are they also hybrids?"

"Of course." Huang Quan nodded.

These people are naturally mixed-races, but at the same time they are also experimental subjects. They are the so-called mixed-races that represent the identity of gods as they are called gods, demigods, nobles, etc. No, they are pure-blooded subjects who study alchemy.

"Are you and them enemies?" Old Tang was slightly curious and expressed his doubts in his heart.

Huang Quan gave him a calm look, which immediately made Old Tang stutter and speechless.

"Maybe."

Synchronizing with his own memory, Bai Mo was piecing together this new puzzle piece.

At the same time, Huang Quan said casually: "If they attack the organization, they will naturally usher in the organization's revenge."

The creed of the Assassin's Guild, when you attack an assassin under the Assassin's Guild, your name and corresponding information will appear on the bounty list.

With Huang Quan's current persona, after he was attacked by an enemy with an unknown identity, it was reasonable for the Assassin's Guild to take countermeasures and become an enemy of this group of mecha warriors.

Old Tang squinted his eyes, thinking about the current situation.

"By the way, who are these people?"

"Ancient Egypt."

"Egypt?"

"Yes, they come from ancient Egypt."

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