Marvel Magic Event Book

The higher you go, the thinner the oxygen content of the air.

The suspension car is equipped with comfortable seats and constant temperature air-conditioning, which completely isolates the terrible low temperature and low pressure brought by snow mountains and plateaus.Through the viewing window, passengers saw the sunlight pouring out from the other side of the mountains, and after a few heartbeats, they were swallowed up by the shadows, and the howling wind hit the transparent armored glass again, sticking to the glass and refusing to leave.The pilot barely stabilized the flight path of the hovering car in the sudden gust of wind to keep it away from the sharp rock wall, followed the guidance of the continuously lit lights on the ground, and landed on a tarmac surrounded by a large number of lights in the vast snow.

Holding his halberd tightly, Supiluliumas stood beside the black cliff covered by heavy snow, looking down at the hovering car rising from the darkness cast by the valley, and the azure blue flames from the turbo propeller melted the thin film below. The accumulated snow and frozen ice raised a large cloud of hot steam mixed with ice and snow.This mountain is an out-and-out death zone for explorers. Even if you spend $2 to find five Shepas, you may not be able to stand on this rock alive.

The hovering car landed on the black rock tarmac that was opened up.

When this modified civilian equipment put down the gangway and passengers, Supilulius went up to meet him, with two cyborgs holding heavy weapons beside him.However, he never thought it was necessary. After all, there were many anti-aircraft missiles arranged here. If he planned to use heavy bombers or melta guns when he planned to counterattack, it would be too late.

"Welcome to Dhaulagiri, Ms. Hand." His voice, amplified by the comms grid, was cool, composed, and as little emotion as any Praetorian Guardsman could be.However, Supilulius still tried to make himself happy, after all, he hadn't seen anyone since he was injured. "This is the seventh highest peak in the world. You are wearing too little clothes." He firmly held Victoria Hand's arm to prevent her from slipping due to the re-condensed snowmelt. The strong wind here was strong enough to blow her to the bottom of the cliff .The voice of the Imperial Guard pierced through the wind and snow, "The cold wind in the northwest can make the temperature here drop to -60 degrees Celsius. If possible, please let me lead you the way."

Victoria Hand tucked her mouth into the collar of her winter jacket so that the cold air would not dry her lungs.

The goggles protected her eyes from the snowflakes flying like knives, but they also made her lose the sight in front of her. Fortunately, Supilulius led her along the opened passage.The moment she escaped from the hands of the snow-white devil made her feel like a drowning survivor. She has been to many places with harsh environments, and this place definitely ranks first.

The position where she was standing was a rock wall passage with traces of artificial excavation. Not only was the rock wall very regular and smooth, it seemed to be powered on, and the brightness and power consumption of the lighting facilities were very stable.She took off the goggles and looked back at the two white light points that kept coming in the darkness. After a while, two machine servants with weapons came staggering from the snow.

Victoria Hand turned her head in disgust, away from the lobe-lobotomed horrors.She urgently needs a topic to ease her behavior. She doesn't think that the Praetorian Guards can't detect the movements that are close at hand. There are even rumors (especially in the Kosovo area) that the Praetorian Guards will appear anywhere, just like the emperor summons ghost.Even Victoria Hand had to admit that the superstition helped a great deal, especially when she understood why the Praetorians had to be so ornately armored. …

"I thought this was a weather station! When did you open this place?"

"Secret." Supilulius said.As the airtight gate gradually closed, the negative pressure gradually disappeared while blocking the wind and snow from the thick alloy gate, Victoria Hand finally breathed a sigh of relief.Seeing another Janissary was not a good feeling, she was forcing herself to get used to it.She was sure, though, that she would never get used to the speed if the gang of genetically engineered warriors didn't slow down and wait for others to catch up. "This is indeed a weather station, but observing the weather is only part of its function."

"Another secret! Constantine promised me that he would allow me to know all the secrets I need. So I spent five hours crossing the earth just to hear another lie?" Victoria Hand gritted her teeth, her cheeks were cold Numbness greatly reduced the efficiency of her articulation. "According to the power given by the emperor, it is necessary for you to explain everything here to me, isn't it?"

"You cannot know the answer to this question." Supilulius remained calm, "The permission you obtained does not contain this information."

"What can I know?" As the industrial freight elevator started, Victoria Hand could even smell the stone powder.The two machine servants with heavy weapons did not follow up, which made her greatly relieved, but the guards beside her still put a lot of pressure on her.The person in charge of the national defense intelligence department squeezed out his voice, "I am the emperor's minister of intelligence, not a servant of the imperial guards, so don't even think about playing tricks on me!"

Supilulius looked down at her and decided not to contradict her argument.

The emperor will give power to those who can understand his thoughts, because he has repeated more than once that this country does not belong to him.It is true that there would be no current Latvinia without the emperor. The stability of the entire Balkan Peninsula and even Europe is all related to him. He had to do everything himself before he could take over the job, but this did not mean that the emperor regarded Latvinia as his private property.

His goal is to steer humanity toward a future of rational science, not sit on a throne.

Victoria Hand was whom the Emperor was willing to give power to.She is mean, calm, serious, has rich experience in intelligence work, and more importantly, she agrees with the emperor's ideals.Even if they don't agree with all of them, it is still valuable in the eyes of the emperor. He believes that Victoria Hand is qualified to go further, learn more about his vision for the future of mankind, and clarify the difficulties and threats that the human race will face.

"There is a thermonuclear power plant buried in the mountain here, which can supply all consumption from living electricity to work electricity. You can't know when it was built here, and you can't know where the people working here come from. Your task is to The 13 deep-space monitoring satellites are included in the regular intelligence observation sequence. Only your authority can do this, so I need to formally hand over the intelligence acquisition authority of those 13 satellites to you..."

Supilulius thought it necessary to repeat what he said later, because Victoria Hand was clearly absent-minded.The vastness and orderliness of the underground space startled her. The regular support columns stabilize the rock formations, preventing ordinary people working here from being crushed to death by the rocks.The long light strip extends from the entrance of the freight elevator all the way to the depths. A giant alloy gate comes into view. A large number of missile vehicles are parked in the corner. The soldiers coming and going are all wearing void combat uniforms and holding high-power lasers. arms.Victoria Hand found that the ordinary people working here have various skin colors, and she can be sure that these people have nothing to do with the former S.H.I.E.L.D., and the origin of these people is a mystery.

"...I hope you have selected the experts who will come to work here. As long as you give me the list, the Order of the Praetorian will bring those people here. If you want, you can give me the list now, I will The next step will be reviewed."

"Are we going there?" She asked, pointing to the silver gate in the distance. "Is this the console of the weather station?"

"That's the satellite console, that's our destination," said Supilulius. "Now it's time to show you what our Lord did before Latvinia was founded."