high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 461 The Republic of America and the Confederacy

"Containment is classified into seven sequences."

"From the most harmless, rated [SAFE], Sequence Seven, which has been mastered by humans to the initial manufacturing principle, to Sequence One, which is inaccessible and beyond the technical scope of the Human Science Association."

"Every first-order containment has the horror and magic that can easily shake a world war. Whether it is the Humanistic Association or the splinter faction, they all regard them as top secrets. So I think they are the last bomb of the game , when there is no way to retreat, no one will want to show the bomb first..."

In the large abandoned reservoir in the suburbs.

Leili Mosolas used his hands to protect his cheeks to block the air explosions that were constantly bombarding him in front of him. His voice was intermittent, and his biochemically modified eye masks were slightly astringent.

The face of the D-level investigator of the Mason Society showed instinctive awe. At the center of the air mass explosion, in the chaotic storm like the vortex of the ocean, there was only one young and over-the-top man constantly shaking his fists.

Just a simple straight punch.

The most naked and primitive violence exploded from the human body, and the fist that could easily pierce through steel oppressed the air, and between the five fingers closed together, the destructive power like thunder was scattered at will.

The heavy reaction force seemed to be everywhere, and the shock wave formed by the airflow rushed in all directions, submerging everything in the vibration and impact.

for a while.

All I could see was the sound of the wind in the dark sky and the dark place...

"So, you masons will have the first sequence of containment?"

Not long after, the continuous atmospheric sound stopped abruptly.

After finishing the daily warm-up routine, in the white and howling air waves, Bai Shu stopped the movement of his body punching, and looked towards Lei Li.

The high-speed rotating cutting airflow was sharper than the blade, but the scattered gas fell on him and turned into a gentle breeze.

Bai Shu lowered his head and patted his stiff legs, the wheelchair swayed and was lifted up by the rising airflow:

"Rayleigh, I asked you to infiltrate the masonry club to investigate, and this is the result?"

Whether strength, speed, flexibility, nerve reflexes, dodge, or physical strength, self-healing, spirit and endurance.

The "Book of the Seven Mysteries of Juzias" that he practiced half a month ago has elevated his body to an inhuman level.

So before he found the sustenance of this world, Bai Shu vented all his energy on his own body.

He used this suburban reservoir as a training ground to conduct various strength and speed training. While his physical fitness was brutally squeezed and consumed, the potential in Ashur Adenboro's body was also abruptly catalyzed. , became the nourishment for the growth of the Seven Aoshu...

"I have brought new information."

The air flow descended from a high place, and Lei Li hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the too young or even weak figure in the wheelchair.

"what?"

"The new master craftsman of the Masonry Guild, Pansksin Vadra."

Rayleigh looked down at the ground full of ravines: "Five hours ago, he issued a notice to all the people in the other world that the Masonry Society would restart the ancient Dionysian sacrifice. This time, the place of sacrifice was Bolton in the United States of America. Mountain."

"Bolton Hill?"

Bai Shu thought for a while: "Is it the famous tourist mountain that is often shown on TV?"

After a big split broke out due to unknown reasons.

The positions of human beings in this world are generally divided into two factions...that is, the [Humanistic Association] and the large and small organizations and assemblies collectively known as the [Separatist faction].

The Humanist Association established the [United States of America and Latin America]. In the open and in the dark, it controls this super-large country that occupies 65% of the world's land. On the other side of the sea, the separatist faction also established the [Southern Confederation] collective to counter the United States of America and Latin America.

The Masons, as a secessionist, were also members of the Confederacy.

According to Raleigh's description, the headquarters of the Mason Society is on the other side of the sea, in a small country called Qatar.

The master craftsmen who have served in the Mason Association will be crowned as the monarch of this small country and become the only ruler.

Unlike the United States of America and Latin America, which has maintained at least a superficial calm, the Confederacy has been a bloody black land since its founding.

Witchcraft, magic, guns, swords, conflict with the Humanist Society or civil war between splinter sects.

The weak are absorbed by the strong, and the strong are absorbed by the stronger.

A peaceful life was a luxury from the beginning.

Maybe, never existed...

"The master craftsman of the Confederacy is coming to the United States of America and Latin America..." Bai Shu smiled: "The relationship between the Association of Humanities and the Separatists is about to start again?"

Reilly maintained a half-kneeling posture, and laughed in agreement.

As the first batch of beings in the new creation, whether it is Orauen, Gabu, Lolotu or Kesantus, they are all imperfect creations of Druids.

Their bloodlines have been planted with the keys of generations. Although the druids have obtained the absolute loyalty of these beings, they have also reaped their absolutely barren future.

As long as the Druid's security key is cracked, any life and any species can easily enslave groups such as Aurun and Gabu.

Even if it was a paramecium that gave the order, the Oraun who commanded it was a terrifying monster whose body spanned several galaxies.

This order is also absolute——

"Let's lurk, go higher in the stonemason's guild, and continue to execute the last order I gave you."

Bai Shu waved his hand:
"Find out those who have accepted the transformation of the blood of Aurun, Gabu, and Luo Luotu, and bring them to me. It will be better and better."

Raleigh bowed his head again to accept the order, but he couldn't help showing a trace of hesitation on his face.

"how?"

"Boss, are you going to fight the master craftsman? Or the Humanistic Association?" Although he dedicated all his mind to Bai Shu, Lei Li's sanity is still clear: "The anger that has been suppressed for thousands of years is destined to make people People are bleeding."

"Isn't that fun?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Bai Shu's mouth:
"I've always been curious about the energy level of this world. If I have the opportunity, why not give it a try."

Lei Li still wanted to say something, but the boy in front of him had disappeared.

An empty arc flashed faintly in the distant sky, Bai Shu manipulated the airflow to leave at an astonishing speed, but the voice still sounded like thunder in Lei Li's mind.

"Remember to tidy up."

He bowed his head.

The ground was covered with crushed cement and steel slag the size of a human head, surrounded by deep and shallow pits, the big ones were the size of fish ponds, and the small ones were big enough for Raleigh to bury himself in.

"..."

Rayleigh looked at all this distressedly, then silently opened his mouth wide.

Chanting under a low syllable.

A light appeared in his throat.

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Dust, dirt, turf, and mist were all squeezed together by a huge force. Bai Shu was sitting in a wheelchair, and his will drove the violent airflow, like a giant white dragon flying at low altitude.

After being promoted to rank five of the First Upanishad, the instinct of Fermor's blood gave him part of the ability to control water and air.

Crackling static electricity flashed in front of his eyes, and the sharp, high-speed air flow gently bypassed his body. Before entering the urban area of ​​Brown City, Baishu actively slowed down, and then quietly passed through the gate of the orphanage.

In the small garden.

Anton and Mia were happily playing with a ball, and next to them was Baishu in a wheelchair, watching quietly.

Bai Shu snapped his fingers lightly, and the bubble made of [real illusion] disappeared.

"Want to play together?"

A voice came from behind.

Anton turned around in a daze, and found that Bai Shu, which was originally on the left, had turned to his right at some point.

"Yeah!"

He scratched his head, didn't think much, and soon laughed happily.

"Brother Assyria! Received!"

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The bright yellow antique sports car drove slowly on the mountain road, the old jazz music that was popular in the last century was playing in the stereo, and the background sounded like the wind blowing through the hillside full of flowers in summer.

"Are you going to kill him, the master craftsman? On Mount Bolton?"

The woman in the co-pilot held up the goblet and shook it lazily.

She was wearing a tight red leather jacket, making no secret of her hot figure, her breasts and legs were as gorgeous as a knife.

"You can't win against the master craftsman of the Mason Society, because he brought the [Spear of Dionysus], and the monks of the Silver Secret Cult will save him."

The man in the driver's seat replied with a blank expression.

"Hey! Isn't it the [Dionysus Spear]? Don't we also have a Sequence One containment?"

"The first one, we currently do not have the authority to use the contents of Sequence One, even if we are honorable nobles, the second one..."

The man said: "[The 28th Council] will never approve it, they won't, they will never let Sequence One out of their sight."

"Damn it!" the woman swears.

The sports car continued to drive slowly on the mountain road, going uphill unhurriedly, downhill unhurriedly, and then turning unhurriedly.

Today's sunshine is very good, the bushes on both sides of the mountain road and the waist-deep bushes smell good, lazy and warm, making people want to squint their eyes, don't care about anything, just feel comfortable and sleep well Sleep.

"Mark's psychopath and Carl Howard are in New Jersey City, and they will go to Mount Bolton together." The car turned a small turn, and the man in the driver's seat suddenly spoke.

"Aren't they in charge of the Ilich Orphanage?"

"Just visiting."

"Oh……"

The woman responded for a long time, and neither of them spoke again.

The mountain road is very quiet, except for the sound of the wind, everything is completely quiet, it seems that everyone has fallen asleep under the lazy sun at noon, even the weeds in the bushes that sway all year round and the small animals in the weeds are also asleep.

"William."

In the quiet sunshine, the woman turned her head: "When this battle is over, do you want to go to the hotel at the bottom of Bolton Mountain to soak in the hot spring? There is good wine there."

"tastes good?"

"Ah."

William, the man in the driver's seat, slightly twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled secretly.

"Okay."

He slowly climbed up a slope and replied.

Thousands of miles of sunshine shines on everything under the cloud curtain, and not far from the mountain road, the white sails on the sea surface are looming.

(End of this chapter)