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Percival is a little hard to describe his feelings at this moment. He thought he was driven into a dead end by Roger, but the anonyms’ prior design took effect at this moment, and there are living anonyms who joined the battle, but he was only one person, silhouette It seems so thin.

The antimemetic explosion is over, this is enough to destroy the power of Demon, acting on Roger’s body, but it only slows his pace slightly, the anonymous step backs, moved towards the command room close, while still continuing To shoot.

The successive gunshots sounded, and Roger finally felt a pain. He lowered his head and saw that there were cracks on his armor, probably because of the previous antimemetic and gunfire. They fell together. At this point, marks were finally left on the solid armor, and with the few bullets that fell, the armor broke completely, injuring his flesh and blood.

It’s just scratches, no…not even scratches.

The bullet is squeezed by the strong muscles, squeezed out from the breach, and then dense and hard proliferates, wrapping the damaged location again.

Roger looked towards the front, at the end of the road, Anonymous looked at him blankly, as if he had no emotions.

“Nine Summers people.”

Roger whispered softly, waved the spike, and leaped forward.

The anonymous name seemed to have no emotions. This assaults the senses did not hinder him at all. Seeing that the shooting no longer worked, he immediately drew out the folding knife plated with Holy Silver.

The speed of the human body has reached its limit. Anonymous barely escaped the slash from the monster. The spikes chopped on his side to cut a huge scar. Once it fell on his body, Anonymous would be stopped just like other soldiers. Cut off.

Swinging a jackknife, in this narrow and close range, this is the only chance that the unknown name can hit Roger.

The jackknife slashed fiercely on the throat. Although the armor was blocked, the jackknife still cut a bit under the full strength attack, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

Anonymous tried to cut off Roger’s head completely, but he couldn’t do it. The flesh and blood grew rapidly, and the damage to his body did not affect Roger too much.

Roger grabbed the unknown hand swinging the knife, lightly pressed it, and the skeleton’s cracking sound could be heard.

Without the slightest suspense, the anonymous silhouette knocked out and kept falling in front of Percival. The soldiers extended the hand and dragged him into the command room.

His arm was crooked, and at the moment of contact with Roger, Juli completely shattered his skeleton.

“You shouldn’t have come out.”

Percival said to the unknown name that he could hide and escape here. Now exposing himself is only increasing the death toll.

The anonymous name did not respond, his face covered in blood, which made people unable to see him clearly, but in the blood red, a pair of calm eyes could be seen.

He stretched out his other hand with difficulty, drew a few circles around his ear, and waved it wildly in front of him. Percival couldn’t understand what he meant, but then he stuffed something with an unknown name. she was.

Silver crown.

Anonymous waved his hand again. Only then did Percival realize that it was sign language, but she couldn’t understand it at all and could only take the crown, but before she could wear it, Roger’s threat approached again.

She didn’t think too much, turned around and pulled the trigger, and with the remaining soldiers, she also started the final counterattack.

Percival knows very well that the defensive power of Broken Dome can’t stop Roger at all. What he can do is not to fight to death, but to find ways to keep more people alive.

It is not the Knight Commander or the high-level Knights that make the cleansing agency run efficiently. It is the huge people who make up the organization. They are the mainstay of the cleansing agency. Percival needs to keep these people alive. As long as they are alive, the cleansing agency Fully capable of building another Broken Dome in another place quickly.

She wanted to drag Roger here to at least minimize the casualties. As for how to deal with these things later, it was left to Arthur and the others. She had done her job.

All weapons that can be called are fired towards Roger, and Roger advances in the chaotic flames.

The torrent of metal has no ability to stop him. In the dazzling fire, he waved his spikes, and the soldiers fell like straws, blood spreading evenly across the walls, blood flowing into a river.

Some soldiers have not died yet, but more metal penetrated his body, trying to penetrate with Roger behind him.

With a hideous face in front of him, Percival smashed the switch and the heavy gate fell. This will be the last line of defense.

After only listening to the heavy sound, the iron gray door stopped Roger outside, but there was no waiting for breathing time, sharp friction sounded, and the metal wailed, they were pulled and cut, revealing a fiery red edge ,fracture.

Turbulent fireworks penetrated through the gap, flesh and skeleton exploded in front of her eyes, soaking Percival’s clothes, she drew out her folding knife and tried to fight back.

The metal collapsed under the high temperature, and the monster chanted with the burning molten iron.

The jackknife collided with the spikes, the steel was easily broken, and the huge force was transmitted to Percival’s hands. The heavy force prevented her from holding the handle of the knife. Just like the anonymous name, a drama came from her wrist. Pain, broken iron flying around, cut his face.

Percival knocked out, and the knife slammed fiercely on the glass, shattering into dense cracks.

The whistling wind sounded, she lifted her only strength and rushed forward, avoiding the galloping spikes. It shattered the glass behind her, and the icy wind poured into the room, dispelling a little bit of heat, soaking in the cold. With the only remaining will.

This is not a resistance, just a weak hammering.

Percival took a deep breath. She looked towards the front. She stood up embarrassedly. He fired again and splashed fire star on Roger. Roger slashed randomly, and his crooked arm broke and broke. Abandoned high and smashed to the side.

The anonymous name seems to be dead, and there is no sound.

Absolute power suppresses everyone, this is Roger’s playground, he occupies an absolute dominant position.

Huge despair devours the remaining lives. Percival can’t think of any chance of winning. There is severe pain in the body, and she suddenly feels that it is good to fall here.

Death does not seem to be so unacceptable.

Thoughts were interrupted.

Something far more frightening than death was staged in front of Percival’s eyes.

Roger casually mentioned a soldier who had not yet died. He resisted in vain, his remaining courage was annihilated, and he cried out with sorrow.

But this was useless. The two watched briefly, and then the same blazing white was rolled up in the soldier’s eye sockets, as if a fire was rising under his body.

The coldness of the cold spread in the heart, Percival remembered Lorenzo’s warning to them.

The soldier’s past, his memory, his soul…everything about him is displayed one by one in front of Roger’s eyes, without any concealment.

Knead and crush little by little.

Roger let go of the soldier. The soldier’s body is still alive, but his will has long been shattered, and he was thrown away like rubbish.

His chest rises and falls slightly, he is still alive, but dead.

Percival stood up with difficulty. She noticed the crisis, a crisis more terrifying than death, and clenched her fists tremblingly. At this time, Roger also slowly lifts the head, looking towards Percival.

“Knight Commander, Percival.”

Roger read out her name, and at the same time, recalled all the memories of the soldier and Percival in his mind.

He showed a chilling smile.

“So this is your core?” Roger looked all around, then looked down at his feet, deep in the tower, “and underground…”

Percival took a deep breath, and she leaned slowly behind her, standing under the broken glass, behind her there was an endless sky.

She knows very well that she must never fall into Roger’s hands. Once captured by her, the memory in her brain will be fully aware of him, everything in the cleansing agency, the visiting Nine Summers people, death row…

Suicide?

This can indeed stop Roger from probing himself, but in this situation, can he really do it?

At this close range, there is no effective weapon in his hand. More importantly, Percival guessed that he was already under Roger’s erosion. He invaded himself only for a moment.

“What are you…what are you thinking about?”

Percival asked tremblingly.

“You have the ability to kill me and get everything you want, but why not do it?” Percival saw something, she moved slowly, “Why tease the prey like this?”

“Or, what proof do you want from us?”

After Percival’s words, she seemed to have found Roger’s purpose.

“Yes, that’s it. Are you eager to find the so-called inferiority from us to prove the greatness of your idea?

Yes, that’s it. You sacrificed too much by mistake. In order to continue such mistakes and not deny yourself, you can only believe blindly, self-hypnotize, and try to find the slightest piece of evidence that proves your correct. “

Percival laughed at said with a smile, she moved slowly, and she had come to the console. Between her and Roger, the rising fireworks interfered with her vision.

She has only one chance, only a few seconds.

Roger’s eyes were gloomy, he was laughed at by mortals again, and Percival made more laughs in order to seek opportunities.

“No, you don’t understand, you don’t know the price I paid for it, you don’t know what we are facing…”

Roger muttered to himself, suddenly he didn’t want to tease anymore, he just wanted to end it all as soon as possible.

It stands to reason, he should be ruthless, but in order to prove the so-called something, he made mistakes again and again…

Sometimes Roger was suspicious of himself, he shouldn’t have made a mistake, why did he repeat it again and again? Or does it mean that in the depths of one’s soul, there is still a part of man, giving a “fair” fight?

Hope… Hope for a moment, find the so-called opportunity and deny yourself?

Roger did not dare to think about it any longer, his eyes curled up with anger, and his emptiness ran into Percival.

He will invade Percival’s mind and get everything he wants, but this time is not so smooth. He encountered some obstacles and was bounced fiercely, but the obstacles were also full of cracks under his heavy blow.

The fireworks dissipated, and Percival wore a Holy Silver crown on his head.

This is left to Percival by an anonymous name, and it has become the key to this moment.

It can be seen that as Roger tried to invade Percival, Anonymous climbed up again with difficulty, and he moved towards Percival to do his final sign language.

Anonymous pointed at Percival with his index finger, clenched a fist with one hand, and extended his thumb up, then he waved his hand and swayed towards Percival. After all this, he pulled out the short blade from his waist and threw fiercely at it. Roger.

A sharp knife stabbed along the cracks in the armor, and a faint scarlet overflowed. Roger turned around and strangled the unknown head, and a white storm flashed in his eyes.

Without the protection of Holy Silver, the anonymous brain was uncovered, Roger easily invaded it, but there was nothing waiting for him.

Anonymous is surrounded by a complex antimemetic mechanism. While protecting them, this power is also constantly injuring their existence. The memory will collapse little by little until the brain’s “memory” is complete. Occupied by antimeme, nothing is left, and this is the end of all anonymity.

His end.

In his empty mind, there was nothing but a few commands. Under this treacherous infringement, he lost his auditory cognition and the use of language for many years, except for the creed engraved into the soul. Nothing.

The anonymous gaze was hollow, as if he had lost his soul. Roger realized that the situation was wrong, and he suddenly looked towards Percival.

The anonymous name Percival won some time, and Percival knows what to do next.

She picked up the pistol that fell on the ground, and before Roger destroyed the defense of Holy Silver, the muzzle was pressed against her chin.

Pull the trigger.

The expected death did not come, nothing happened.

Percival opened her eyes stiffly and watched all this blankly. She let go of her hand. There were no bullets in the pistol, and his master shot out all the ammunition before she died.

There was a blank in his mind, Percival had no thoughts, only a deserted piece, tremblingly greeted Roger’s arrival.

One second, two seconds…

After a short delay of a few seconds, an explosion sounded far more violent than a gunshot. Amid the roaring noise, all the glass shattered, and all the gales poured in, carrying cold raindrops.

Percival was rolled up by the shock, colliding with the debris in the chaos, until it stopped and fell.

Breathing, breathing heavily, feeling the chill of death, experiencing the joy of life.

She didn’t know what was happening, and logically speaking, there should be no variables at all. In the blurred vision, the familiar room was covered by burning fire and molten iron. Percival could not find Roger’s silhouette.

What happened?

She didn’t know, and then she heard it.

The harsh whistle sound came from the thick clouds, and then a strong light passed through the smoke and hit Percival’s body. She turned her head, and the iron whale breakthrough surrounded the clouds and appeared on the tower. outer.