Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 999 New Guards (First Update)
This problem requires him to rely on his own sword to solve, not missiles and battleships.

The Praetorian Guard is his sword.

When Constantine came down from the ramp of the assault transport boat and walked out of the tarmac, he again encountered those fully armed androids, born from test tubes and close to the soul of the monarch, claiming that they were the daughters of the monarch.Constantine looked at the authentication code they sent through the display in the helmet, and browsed the information sent from the automated defense facilities throughout the manor.After making sure that everything was running normally, he took over the authority silently and became the actual controller of all anti-aircraft missile towers and automatic weapon platforms-maybe they are as loyal as him, but this does not mean that Constantine will always be with them Share the work of guarding the safety of the monarch, because his body and spirit are stronger than them, the power of genetic alchemy flows in his veins, and the technology that only a few people are allowed to master creates this indestructible power armor.

Constantine blinked and closed the window, "Where is Ms. Dinah?"

"Ms. Dinah has just returned to the manor, and she needs to go out to purchase according to the order of my lord." The leader of the artificial man put his hand on the handle of the long sword at his waist, maintaining the highest level of vigilance.Constantine turned his head and lowered his gaze to look at her.This artificial human is wearing black force feedback power armor, the white iris logo on the knee armor is faintly revealed under the crimson robe, and there are gold decorations on the back of the arm armor and hand armor.Her muscles are tense, and her left leg takes half a step back to maintain her center of gravity and explosive power. It seems that she can launch an attack at any time.The atmosphere was a little tense. The electric shock trigger of the heavy bolt gun in the hands of the heavy fire support team on standby 20 meters away was ready to ignite the primer of the bomb at any time. nasal odor.It may be difficult for ordinary people to smell this smell, but for the Praetorian Guards, the smell of chemical fuel is very obvious even if they are far away.

It wasn't until Constantine sent back the authentication code and passed the verification that the stubborn ladies lowered their guns quietly. However, the leading android still didn't let go of his sword hilt, even though he even joined the Imperial Guard's She couldn't even reach her chest, and she didn't care at all that the three-meter-tall genetically modified person in front of her could kill everyone here in the blink of an eye-not many people can maintain courage in front of the Janissary, but the monarch's creation has the ability to die. determination.If they did not have this courage, Constantine would not allow them to protect the monarch during his absence.

Now that the Imperial Guard has just begun to be formed, the number disadvantage is quite obvious, and Constantine has to make a compromise, which has eased the conflict between the Imperial Guard and the Sisterhood to a considerable extent.However, as the candidates are selected one by one and successfully promoted, the conflict between the Sisterhood and the Guards will break out sooner or later. Constantine has already seen what will happen on that day, and everything will proceed in an orderly manner. Will not follow the opinion of anyone other than the monarch.

The Imperial Guard nodded friendly, removed the blood-red eyepiece, and strode towards the manor with a halberd in hand.

More than [-] fully-armed androids followed his footsteps, passing the tanks and anti-aircraft guns beside the tarmac. They had to take three steps and two steps to keep up with his movements. Their combat boots were on the concrete passage of the tarmac. There was a sound of orderly and slightly hasty footsteps.They had no authority to stop Constantine from moving forward, so they could only watch him enter the mansion through the side door, and then the androids dressed only in maid uniforms took over.There are very few things in this world that are worthy of Constantine's termination of the mission, returning from Latvinia to the Immortal City and then diverting to the Oxfordshire Manor, unless the monarch must know about it, but due to the high level of confidentiality, it cannot even be used on any encrypted communication channel Leaving traces, so that the only Imperial Guard currently has to assume the responsibility of a messenger, using the most primitive method to ensure that the information is not known to others.

"The two candidates passed the test?" Salomon picked up the girl from his lap and handed it to little Lorna.He signaled little Lorna to leave the study, and he had a private matter to discuss with Constantine. Little Lorna grimaced at him in dissatisfaction, and then took the girl's hand and left the study.The cyborg standing outside the door closed the door to ensure that no one could break in. Except for Constantine and Salomon, even the top executives of the biological genetic laboratory headed by Maya Hansen and Sola The genetic alchemists headed by the Red Forest Druid Order only know half of it. All the black technology equipment used for genetic alchemy is strictly controlled as the top secret of the Immortal City. Except for those who are allowed, no one can touch any of them. one piece.

"Yes, the highest matching degree of the genetic templates of the two candidates is the Babylonian Kingdom and the Hittite Empire. The matching of the Achaemenid Dynasty, the Ptolemaic Dynasty and the Byzantine Empire has failed, and the candidate's gene It's hard to match that," Constantine said.Even though he was indoors, Constantine did not put down the halberd in his hand, and kept one hand on the long-handled trigger, always ready to fight.When the manor was purchased and renovated, all passages and gates were redesigned to match the height of the genetically modified fighters.For ordinary people, the mansion is full of exquisite art everywhere, soaring ceilings with exquisite murals and huge thresholds everywhere indicate that this is a palace, and even the oversized furniture is full of Baroque style. , the average person cannot realize who these modifications are for.

The Imperial Guards failed to see any surprise from the monarch's expression, as if he had known about it for a long time.

In fact, this ratio is quite abnormal. Only a few boys in 120 meet the age requirements and are suitable for genetic alchemy.Even if there are boys who meet the above two criteria, most of them die because their bodies and spirits cannot survive the genetic transformation based on human heroes and the monarch himself-the genetic code of the Praetorian Guards is a carefully designed work of art. A single base pair is a product of science and technology designed by the monarch, and it is an edit of all performances including the personality of the candidate for the Janissary.Constantine was the only one who was able to be promoted successfully before. He didn't know how many people failed before him, but this time, two of the three boys in [-] passed the test, and the success rate was astonishingly high, as if the monarch knew where Like those who are genetically eligible.Even so, Constantine would not find it strange that it would be easy to find the position of the genetically qualified person through prophecy with the ability of the monarch.According to the original plan, there will be tens of thousands of imperial guards as an extension of the monarch's iron will. Only in this way can they help the monarch complete his great cause and make a final decision on the battlefield where ordinary people cannot perform their duties.

"I will arrange their training." Salomon said calmly, "Take them to the arena for closed training first, so that they can familiarize themselves with their weapons and armor as soon as possible."

"My lord, the day when the Latvinians officially attack is getting closer, do we have time to do this?"

"We will always have time, Konstantin. Lift your guard, you still have two hours before the next mission, which is more than enough time for you to get there. Sit down and read a book with me, after all, your next mission is too late." It's bloody, and it's not very good for your mental state."

Only then did Constantine take his finger off the trigger.

"I finished watching the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy on the assault transport ship." Constantine took off his helmet, with such joy in his voice, "Although I can't understand why Aragorn would like females of other species, I still plan to use the remaining Read everything below, especially The Silmarillion."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)