Book of Gods and Demons

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Several Hydra's secret guards stood outside the safe.

Salian strode back and forth in the vault, shaking his fists hard from time to time, bringing up piercing noises.

His hair, which was not messed up, has become messy at this moment, like straw dampened by water, lying softly on his forehead. His pale face turned red, and his eyes were full of strange excitement and excitement.

His eyes... the original dark gray eyes have become pitch black at this moment, and the two shuttle-shaped scarlet cold lights in the pupils are shining, which is daunting.

Two generals stood in the corner of the vault, one on the left and the other on the right, staring at Joe ferociously, intently. Their gazes were excited and enthusiastic, and they wanted to clean up Joe and swallow them alive.

Joe pressed his back against the wall and looked at Salian, who was in an inexplicable crazy state.

Hastily glanced through the drawings that Laplace had made, Salian, and the two generals, completely lost control of their emotions and fell into a certain inexplicable state of madness. Joe was really scared, what strange things these three guys would do.

For example, killing people and killing their mouths...

Qiao thought about the strength that Salian had just shown with a loud roar, he didn't have the power to resist at all!

"Your Highness?" Joe whispered cautiously.

Salian stopped abruptly, and he turned around and looked at Joe intently.

Joe smiled and raised his hands, and then poked his nose with his right index finger, "Look, my business?"

Salian's eyes widened, and the scarlet pupils flickered.

He stared straight at Joe for a while, and murmured: "Your business? What's the matter? Ah... that little thing? Don't worry, it's okay... The feat you built today, don't say it was just hollowing out. The treasure house of Whispering Forest Club... Even if you blood-wash the entire Whispering Forest Club, what is this?"

"Whisper the Forest Club case, it's all right."

"You killed the Marquis of Solomon... it's all right."

"Actually, as far as I personally think, the design of the revolver is enough to offset the above two trivial things... You know, do you know that in order to give the imperial soldiers a greater advantage on the battlefield, the imperial has invested in these years , How much is the funding for guns and artillery?"

"That's a lot of money, a lot of money that can scare people to death."

"But those shameless Junkers in Ruhr, they took the money, and the money was lost."

"Fifteen consecutive years of astronomical investment, once all the money is in their hands, there will be no results. Gunpowder, still those gunpowder... firearms, still those firearms... artillery, still those artillery..."

"For fifteen years, the weapons used by the imperial army have not changed substantially."

"It's nothing more than the success rate of flintlock rifles has increased a lot, the range of the artillery has been slightly longer, and the caliber of the ship's large-caliber naval gun has increased by a hundred or so."

"But, Joe, these drawings are subversive... Just a revolver is enough to offset all your charges."

"The other things... if, if you say, pass the verification, it proves that they are indeed real things."

Joe nodded vigorously: "Of course it's true... I swear with Hessian beard, those drawings are absolutely fine... That's me, I got it at a high price."

Salian took a deep breath: "The big price...I can imagine...heh, except for the revolver, the other drawings...especially, the all-metal structure of the giant ship...It can not only make the empire Dominate the sea... it can even..."

The two generals took a deep breath and straightened their chests at the same time.

Salian took a breath. He looked at Joe feverishly. He said in a deep voice: "Joe, you have made an immeasurable contribution to the empire... You are not guilty, of course, you are not guilty... Your loyalty, your unparalleled loyalty to the empire...you deserve a great reward...not just you, but your family!"

"Especially, your personal loyalty to me... I remember it!"

Joe blinked desperately... When did he show personal loyalty to Sallian?

However, since you have said so, Joe has cheefully acknowledged it... It is possible to be remembered by a core member of the imperial royal family who has a very high succession sequence, and a powerful prince who has a huge power... This is a good thing!

Qiao laughed very honestly, "Hehe", he said seriously: "These things can only be given to you in order to maximize their value... When I was framed and framed, when I wanted to take advantage of When sinning, I was the first to think of you!"

Salian nodded in satisfaction, his scarlet vertical pupils were more red.

He stared at Joe firmly, and said word by word: "The drawings here, the specific content, you have to keep it secret... I will only take out a small part to exonerate you and give you higher The honor of the empire is enough...other, I will hold it in my hand, as stable as possible, and transform it into the strength of the empire."

Qiao nodded repeatedly: "You figure it out, I don't understand these things, so you figure it out."

After a slight pause, Qiao said solemnly, "However, I have intercepted a batch of extremely confidential information in Tulum Port...You have to be careful!"

Salian's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"That idiot Conrad, in order to compete with me, he did not hesitate to let a large number of Junkers into the navy system... Those Junkers, for the benefit, they can do anything at all costs... Especially when the price paid belongs to the empire... "

"But, Joe, don't worry, the people around me are different from those around Conrad."

The two army generals standing at the rear stood at attention at the same time, and they said in an unusually solemn voice: "The interests of the empire are above all else, long live the Durham Empire, long live Hydra!"

Salian chuckled lightly, he turned around, looked at the pile of neatly laid out blueprints very intoxicated, and whispered: "This is power, this is the future, this is hope... The only thing that breaks my heart is...ah...maybe, there is something in it. The empire has no power for the time being. Build it."

Salian said solemnly: "Joe, a 30,000-ton class all-metal battleship...his..."

He made a weird hiss of too much stride and the egg. After a long time, he slowly said: "The span is too large, and the empire has no available workers... In the whole of Medland, there are no suitable workers to build such a building. ......'Artifact'!"

Salian actually used the "artifact" to describe the 30,000-ton all-metal Dreadnought-class battleship on the drawing.

The two generals kept nodding their heads, and very much agreed with Salian's opinion.

"Smaller...smaller...let the workers practice their hands!" Salian turned around with a tangled face, and stared at Joe seriously: "One thousand tons, two thousand tons... take your time!"

"Even if it is a thousand tons or two thousand tons... it is also the current main battleship class..." Salian gritted his teeth and said: "But the defense power of the all-metal warship and the defense power of the wooden warship... Also, the steam turbine brings The power of... and... the power of new artillery!"

Salian suddenly let out a weird giggle. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "Then, Conrad's crazy shipbuilding plan that almost enthralled him in the last two years...let him go. Do it."

The two army generals showed strange smiles.

Joe is looking at Sallian...tsk, royal brother... shouldn't you guys love each other? Do you love each other like Gorkin and Joe?

Sally, you have a gloomy and secretive look. What do you think of Conrad?

Salian and Joe were acting at the Royal Bank’s Imperial Capital headquarters.

At the southeast corner of Hyderabad, located in a black pine forest at the junction of urban and suburban areas, an extremely gloomy-looking castle underground, Margaret III and Mata XIII are separated by a thick single-sided glass, looking coldly The movement in the torture room next door.

Here is a secret stronghold of Hydra's Secret Guard.

As everyone knows, Blood Kapok Fort is the imperial prison of the Durham Empire. After entering, it is basically impossible to get out of the ghost place for a lifetime.

But such a stronghold of Hydra's secret guards, after many people entered, they disappeared, and there was no more news.

Compared to the people who disappeared here, having the opportunity to enter the Blood Kapok Fort is actually a great fortune.

In the torture room, several iron chains were hanging upside down from the ceiling. An old man with gray hair and beard and well-maintained hands was handcuffed to the chains. The whole person was pulled into a "big" shape, only the size of his feet. The toes barely touch the ground.

A well-mannered, blond man who looked like a'gentleman' stood in front of the old man and smiled very gently: "In the antique collection and antique appreciation circle of the Imperial Capital, you are a famous senior... but very Few people know that you are the real trader in the antique counterfeit market in the Imperial Capital."

The blond man cautiously took out a rough-worked crown from a metal box beside him.

"Do you have an impression of ~www.ltnovel.com~? This'Crown of Suffering'...you must have an impression!"

"Hehe, we invite you to come over, just want to ask, is this crown of suffering, is it your handwriting, or is it produced by your outstanding disciples?"

"Of course, with your status and influence in a certain circle, no matter who the crown comes from, you must know who the two parties are in the transaction, don't you?"

The old man looked at the blond man in panic and anger. He gritted his teeth and said solemnly: "I am an imperial noble..."

"When you get here, nobles or something, it doesn't make much sense... Even if you are... the royal!" The blond man owed the old man politely: "When you get here, it's all the same... It seems that you are unwilling to cooperate. Then... Seeing that you have been well maintained, you should not be able to die for a while!"

The blond man clapped his hands and smiled softly: "Come here, let your honorable ‘Master Gorgon’, enjoy our...special feast here."

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