Sanctuary Paradise

Chapter 430 The Beginning

Hellsing world, Silicon Valley.

Rumble——! !

The deafening roar of mechanical operation echoed in the huge underground factory. In front of a console below the factory, the mechanic wearing a pair of scanning glasses looked at the rows of data on the screen in front of him, and finally pressed a certain button.

[Calibration completed, operation estimation begins. Current engineering unit: War Machine No. 59·Modification, estimated production quantity: 4734 units, estimated completion time 5 days, 22 hours and 39 minutes]

A cold mechanical sound came from the screen. When the mechanic heard the words, a smile flashed across his lips.

It’s true that he has been constantly renovating the site since he entered this world, and he even did not hesitate to smash a mechanical heart of legendary quality, and finally caught up!

In this way, after six days, his mechanical army will be initially formed. By then, relying on thousands of contractor's war machines equivalent to 80 strength and physical sensitivity attributes + tens of thousands of mechanical army with 50 strength and physical sensitivity attributes, As well as the three nuclear bomb silos in his hands, even that guy, the Lord, cannot possibly defeat him in this world!
As for the black sword? Sorry, that kind of guy who only knows how to use individual strength, he doesn't even bother to deal with the other party.

After his mechanical army was completed, the black sword was nothing to worry about in front of the overwhelming mechanical army.

Mechanic Ke was thinking about it in his mind, and his pupils under his glasses couldn't help showing a hint of joy, and he even couldn't help humming a tune.

The mechanic thought quickly in his mind, and finally raised his head suddenly, turned into a stream of electricity, and rushed upward.

Moreover, in the past three days, he had confirmed that no other contractors had peeked at his situation, so it was absolutely impossible for Black Sword and the performer to know what he was doing.

Although most of the cameras were destroyed, he was unable to understand the full picture of the incident, but combined with the sudden change of the main mission and several fragmentary scenes, the mechanic could already guess what happened.

……

After letting his emotions get out of control for a few minutes, Zhu Ke let out a long sigh of relief. He looked at the room in front of him that had become a mess due to his venting. He took deep breaths repeatedly, stretched out his hands to rub his temples, closed his eyes, and began to think quickly in his mind. Think about remedies.

Swish~!
The sound of paper turning was heard. Feeling the movement on his face, the slovenly homeless man removed the newspaper and looked at the girl in front of him. He squinted slightly, and a dangerous look flashed in his eyes, but it was well hidden in an instant. The bottom of my eyes.

What's more, if Black Sword is so advanced, not only him, but also the performer's plan to create a thousand-person zombie army will also be greatly affected. From this point of view, the current situation It was really just a pure accident.

Is it possible...

The plot of the Hellsing world has been accelerated to such an extent that it has completely exceeded his expectations. In the current situation, the mechanical army in his hands can only reach less than 3% of the originally expected scale, although it is not without a battle. However, compared to the most ideal result, it is already far behind.

"Go, but only this time. If you keep helping these homeless people, they will just depend on you and steal you away quietly!"

[Warning: It is detected that the contractor is currently too far away from the main mission area. Please rush to the main mission area as soon as possible, otherwise the main mission determination will fail! 】

"Just wait, when you finish fighting, it will be...!"

Violators are different from contractors, workers, and pioneers. In the paradise, it is easiest for workers to purchase return permissions and mission penalty exemptions, followed by contractors, and then pioneers, and it is almost impossible for them, violators, to obtain Get this kind of thing.

boom!
There was a loud slam on the door, and the mechanic who rushed into the room looked at his room, rushed to the operating table, and quickly started banging on it.

The root of all this comes from the performer's operation, so the mechanic has made up his mind that no matter what the performer plans to do next, he will definitely cause trouble for the other party unconditionally, as a result of causing him to suffer such a big loss. Revenge!

"Fuck your mother, fuck me! As a performer, I will fuck you*@￥...!"

He had already investigated in advance and found that other violators in this world, including the performer, had no intention of accelerating the development of the main plot, but now the park suddenly reminded him that the plot had entered the final stage.

Cursing greetings came from the mouth of the mechanic. He was so angry that he couldn't help but punched the keyboard of the console, smashing the keycaps into pieces.

"Mom, can you give him a piece of candy?"

The mechanic looked at the prompt that suddenly popped up in front of him, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

What the hell? Main quest·Final ring?

Before the weapon master could finish thinking about it, a cold reminder suddenly sounded in his mind. The weapon master was slightly startled, and then he suddenly raised his head with an expression of disbelief.

The mother looked at the girl's innocent eyes, smiled and touched the other person's head. After giving some advice, she watched the girl take out two candies from her schoolbag and carefully put them on the newspaper on the face of the figure lying on the ground. superior.

[Announcement: The overlord unit of this world, "River of Death" Accardo, has completely released the seal. Camp contractors are requested to rush to the Vatican as soon as possible to avoid...]

Just because of a showman, just because of this damn bastard!
His carefully prepared plan, the resources he specially devoted...all went to waste!

"Calm down, phew...calm down! The most important thing now is not to curse, but to think of remedies quickly!"

"Mom, look at a pitiful looking uncle lying over there?"

But this idea was quickly dismissed by him, forgetting everything else. He had never exposed the fact that his trump card was actually the mechanical army.

"In this way, we should be able to make up for some of it, and the rest..."

So, a few minutes later, the weapon man barely managed to come up with a plan in his mind and glanced at the figure wearing a white smiling mask on the screen, a sinister look flashed in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, as Zhu Ke began to drag the progress bar back, the picture on the screen began to change rapidly, and the expression on Zhu Ke's face began to become more and more ugly.

Not to mention the performers, even the weapon master himself did not expect that Black Sword would be so decisive. He would fall out with the protagonists of the Hellsing world after a disagreement, killing Silas and the heroine who can be said to be the heroines. Integra released the final stage of Akkado from his base camp.

For a moment, Ji Ke couldn't help but wonder if the other party had deliberately colluded with Black Sword in order to destroy his plan in the Hellsing world.

Therefore, even if the weapon master has the means to avoid forced execution, if he cannot obtain the qualification to return, he will have no choice but to be trapped in the Hellsing world by the paradise and die in the hands of the paradise when the paradise resets the world.

The deal is done, and there is no point in even greeting the performer now. It is better to think about how to recover his losses in the Hellsing world.

There are also main quests. He can ignore the other main quests, but he cannot do so in the final quest that involves the qualification to return to the derivative world.

Hellsing World, London.

On the street, a girl wearing an exquisite little skirt was carrying a schoolbag. She looked at the sloppy figure lying on the ground at the entrance of the alley with a newspaper covering her face. She looked to her side in an innocent voice. 's mother asked:

After a few seconds, pictures taken from different angles began to be called up by the weapon users and projected on the surrounding screens. If you observe carefully, you will find that the images on the screen are none other than those that have been transformed into... Scene in the ruins of the Vatican.

Bang!
Finally, I saw him slam the table hard and cursed:
"Fuck, this bastard performer can't mess with anyone, but he wants to mess with a lunatic like Heijian!"

The plot of the Hellsing world has entered its final stage? !
"Wait, wait, why is it so fast? Isn't it only the third day?!"

"Hey, uncle, are you awake?"

"Uncle is too ugly. Should I call you big brother?"

The sloppy tramp sat up, looked at the little girl in front of him, showed a smile that looked very gentle, but felt a little uncomfortable, used newspapers as gloves, and touched the head of the little girl in front of him.

But the next second, the slovenly homeless man's expression suddenly changed, his pupils shrank uncontrollably, and the casual and gentle temperament on his body suddenly became extremely cold. [Warning: Due to serious changes in the plot of the derivative world, the mission area of ​​the final stage of the main mission has been changed from London to the Vatican! 】

"Uncle...uncle? What's wrong with you..."

The little girl who was frightened by the sloppy tramp's sudden change in temperament and unusually gloomy expression couldn't help but shrink back, took two steps back, and at the same time asked subconsciously, and then...

"You're yelling, it's so noisy!"

The slovenly homeless man who was being questioned by the little girl seemed to have suddenly changed. He looked over with a ferocious expression, growled and slapped the girl on the head.

Bang!
With a piercing sound in the air, the little girl's head exploded with a loud bang, the fragmented skull and brain splashed out, and the eyes with some nerves flying into the mother's face with a pop.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"

The next second, the mother who reacted looked at her daughter's headless body, let out a shrill scream, frantically threw herself at the homeless man, and then...

Snapped!
A clear snap of fingers sounded, and a violent spatial fluctuation erupted centered on the homeless man, instantly shattering the entire street including the mother who rushed towards him into a blood mist.

"Huh... It's finally quiet. I'll try another disguise next time."

The sloppy homeless man who massacred the entire street in an instant moved his joints, looked at the blood-filled street in front of him, breathed out comfortably, and wiped it on his face, and the stubble-covered uncle's face suddenly turned into a He looks like a handsome nobleman.

"However, you really didn't expect that something like this would happen? In this case, all the things that have been arranged in the past three days will be in vain."

"Black Sword... Did this guy do it on purpose, or did he do it by chance?"

The man who looked like an aristocratic son glanced at the alleyway behind him that was illuminated by dark lights at some point. He squinted his eyes slightly, muttered to himself, and finally shook his head. There was a hint of coldness and expectation in his strange-colored pupils.

"Forget it, in that case, there is no need to keep the people in this city, just use the mana in their bodies to drive the teleportation array."

Finally, the man who looked like an aristocratic son shook his head, took out a set of exquisite robes that were not stained with any blood or dust from the storage space, put them on himself, and then took out a book that looked like it was sewn together from two books. The left half is gray and white, and the right half is a colorful book. Open it.

Om-! !

The next second, beams of light shot up into the sky from all directions in the city of London. Violent space evaporation began to spread from the beam of light to the surroundings, shaking all the humans in their path into a cloud of blood mist.

……

Hellsing world, Vatican.

Rumble——! !

In the sky, streaks of bloody thunder fell, as if mourning for the two children of the world who died one after another.

"Black...sword!!"

It was unclear whether it was a roar or a roar of questioning. On the ruins, the lower body of the Vampire King, who had gone berserk due to the death of Tegula, was transformed into flowing scarlet liquid, with vertical eyes opening out of it. , looking intently at the black-haired young man standing not far away.

"Performer, what should we do now? This is the trouble you caused yourself. Are you planning on letting us take the blame for you?"

At the edge of the city, Blood Prison glanced coldly at the performers who came back to join them, and said coldly:
"Thanks to you, we are now forced into a decisive battle without even the slightest preparation. Are you sure you don't need to give us a reasonable explanation?"

"Well, I admit it, I did miscalculate this time. I didn't expect that just after I haven't seen him for a while, he actually mastered a new method~!"

When the performer heard Blood Prison's question, he shrugged helplessly and said in a frivolous tone, without any hint of acknowledgment in it.

"Haha, so what are you going to do now? You don't want us to deal with Accardo with Black Sword together first, right?"

Blood Prison glanced at Accardo, whose momentum was rising in the distance, looked at the performer in front of him, and sneered.

"Well, I think there may be two points I need to explain to Mr. Blood Prison. First of all, today's incident was indeed just an accident. I really didn't expect such a thing to happen."

"The other one, actually... I think rather than thinking about how to use Accardo to deal with Black Sword, it would be better to discuss with each other what we should do to save Accardo from Black Sword later. Woolen cloth?"

Protect Accardo from the Black Sword?

Wait, no way...

The performer said with a smile. When Blood Prison heard this, he was slightly startled. After his pupils contracted and expanded violently, he suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the battlefield.

Almost the moment he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of the scarlet blood pillar rising into the sky. He saw Accardo roaring, using his hand as a knife, and slashed at the black sword's neck with one palm, and then...

boom--! !

With the roar of a series of buildings collapsing, you can see that the building where the black-haired young man was originally collapsed like a crushed tofu block.

For a time, smoke and dust were everywhere.

And when all the dust and haze dissipated, the scene in front of him completely stunned Blood Prison.

On the ruins, a black-haired young man was seen standing there, holding Integra's body in his hand, the expression on his face not changing at all.

And on his neck, a palm wrapped with blood and life energy cut there tightly, but it could only make a shallow blood mark appear on the skin of his neck, but could not cut into the flesh at all.

"Is this the basis for your anger? Accardo."

Then, in front of everyone, the black-haired young man held Accardo's hand knife, moved his neck twice, took half a step forward, and took advantage of the terrain difference of the ruins to look down at the stunned Accardo. , holding down the opponent's head.

"Or is it that your seal has not been completely lifted yet and you need more help from me?"

boom--! !

After the words fell, the black-haired young man's palm suddenly exerted force. Taking advantage of Accardo's daze, he slammed the opponent's head to the ground like a dunk, making a huge sound.

At a glance, it is impossible to tell that this is an overlord-level unit attacking the contractors. Instead, it looks more like a big BOSS overlooking the mobs that cannot break through its defenses.

In the distance, Blood Prison, who had witnessed the whole scene, looked at the black-haired young man who exuded a frightening sense of oppression, and his throat squirmed slightly.

He suddenly discovered that compared with how to kill Accardo, the biggest problem in their main mission...

——Perhaps he should be thinking about how to snatch enough mission contribution points from the black-haired young man in front of him.

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(End of this chapter)