The Riddler Get Out of Terra

It is true that Shadow Demon needs an anchor point to stay in the real world, but how can it be true that w opens the entrance to the Shadow Realm?

It is true that the Shadow Demon assassinated King Sarkaz, but how could the King of Shadow Demon make such a trivial decision as opening the Shadow Realm?

——The choice of w as the template for Shadow Demon was actually just a whim of Qiao Lun's bad taste.

On the one hand, he observed the habits of shadow demons and found that these shadows lurking in other worlds have vitality and vitality similar to American cockroaches. He couldn't help but think of the two bright red hairs on the head of the Sakaz mercenary W.

On the other hand, during the Blue Dot Team's slightly difficult mission to the Tower of Babel, the huge difference between their situation and that of W made Qiao Lun equally dissatisfied:

The former is an elite tactical team that joins the formal system. Only the doctor is optimistic about their value. They carry out various dangerous tasks with their heads high every day. In the end, they have to go through a long inspection period before they can enter the elite team mission of the Tower of Babel.

This is normal. In fact, this is the normal process for the Sakaz team that joins the Tower of Babel to enter the team. In the process, they will run into each other with various elite operators and realize what they are good at. , and finally twisted into an elite who everyone can do their own thing.

But because of the war and the shocking differences in some aspects, the Blue Dot Team has never been able to join:

The scavenger children who grew up on the smoky battlefields of the Kazdaele Civil War did not have the emotion and enthusiasm passed down by Sakaz's ancestors. They trusted their partners more than they admired the king. Faced with Blue Dot's warning before leaving, they started from the melting point. Everything from the core to the stripes is the team's creed.

How can this be discussed with a bunch of Theresa single-pushers?

And w, this operator who inherited the name of the Sakaz mercenary who had a deep hatred against the Blue Dot Team, easily obtained everything that the Blue Dot Team anxiously inquired about back then:

I was guided by famous teachers when I first arrived, and continued to gain favor from giants. The tasks I took on were all simple blasting tasks, and I easily received excellent reviews...

And what about the Blue Dot team?

Under the command of the doctor, they charged into battle, and had to perform guerrilla operations in enemy-controlled areas, use a single team as enemy bait, and attract the enemy's attention for large-scale campaign planning. These disgusting tasks can lead to death if you don't pay attention.

Throwing bombs and killing enemies can be done by any mercenary in the war-torn Kazdaele, and there are abundant supplies. However, the Blue Dot team has to perform various difficult tasks that require brains and operations. When they are short of food and clothing, He had to continue fighting with the enemy's equipment - but the reward he received was almost the same as W under the guidance of an experienced driver during the same period. How could this not make Qiao Mou dissatisfied?

When the Blue Dot team was all injured after performing a mission, but could not leave the combat area because of the mission target, W threw a bomb to solve all the problems she faced and returned to the Tower of Babel easily.

When the Blue Dot Team was only on missions, and the relationship with the other operators of Babel except for the Evil Spirit of Babel was so cold that it was almost two parallel lines, w met Ascalon, met ACE, and met each other. Scout, got to know many people from the Tower of Babel.

——Forgive Qiao Lun for not being able to understand, but at the same moment when the Blue Dot team was being used by evil spirits as a master key and thrown wherever they needed it, w was living a different kind of life with the same people but different fates.

Is it because of age?

w is young, but isn’t the face hidden under the helmet of the Blue Dot Team not green?

Is it because of talent?

W is a born mercenary seed, so what is the Blue Dot Team who was born and raised in Kazdale?Mercenary boss?

Or because of something else?

Qiao Lun didn't know, maybe someone was born to be the protagonist.

In the end, in order to be happy with the protagonist, he chose the appearance of W as the shadow demon. In other words, Qiao just wanted to see what W would do when she faced vigilance and vigilance from her companions. ?

But as time passed, the Blue Dot Team had joined Kazdale. Miss Molten Core took off her helmet, put on an elegant evening dress, and put on black stockings that were not suitable for field combat, and became Miss Steer.

Stripes took off his combat uniform that had never fit well, made himself look like a dog, and followed Jean Bart to build a special operations force called the "Sisters of Silence."

Iron leather has become the meat and potatoes of the Ministry of Industry. Every day, like the giant panda of the Yan Kingdom, the person in charge of metal engineering, alloy engineering, and parts manufacturing hugs the thigh and never lets go. While mastering the Originium skills under the guidance, he walks out of the quilt. The war tortured myself into a state of embarrassment.

And Mr. Qiao is now on another level of crazy world, looking down coldly

All of Kazdaele.

So he didn't care anymore and didn't care anymore.

But for the uninformed Babel operators, and for W, who has the same face as Shadow Demon, the current situation is really complicated.

Fortunately, the enemy is currently facing the enemy. Tower of Babel has reached an agreement with Alphonse. The operators then gave up the idea of ​​continuing to talk. They looked at the green and black colossus and sneered at the Shadow Demon's feedback in the face of the enemy's attention.

Chapter 68 Ursa ([-])

"You...didn't you kill her?"

Colossus looked at the almost identical faces of W and Shadow Demon in surprise, and opened his mouth to ask.

Before the Shadow Demon was exterminated, information related to the life and death of the group such as "the need to kill the Fate Anchor" was classified as top secret, and no one knew who would die. However, after the Shadow Demon was exterminated by the King of Sarkaz, the news about the Shadow Clan Information filled a corner of the library of the High Court of Sarkarz.

Although in that war that was far more exciting and dramatic than the little fight between Tracys and Theresia, these data have disappeared in time and become anonymous existences that were turned into ashes early, but for the distant data, For the Gusakaz who lived thousands of years ago and are still alive today, the secret of the Shadow Demon is not such a hidden legend.

In that case, why didn't they kill the mercenary?

No, why doesn't that mercenary have any characteristics of the Shadow Demon?She doesn't even know how to play Shadow Sneak, which Shadow Demon mastered when he was a minor!

A ray of gloom emerged in Colossus's mind: This was a scene that exceeded the estimation of those more ancient old guys. There was actually a shadow demon guarding Thearesia who should have been extinct long ago. They even chose her guards as the anchor of fate. !

But... with Theresia's ability, can she really make the unruly Shadow Demon surrender?

Colossus hesitated.

It also seems unlikely.

Could it be that the "Immortal Lord" who claimed to have lived far longer than them, but who had actually been beaten to the ground by those extremely ferocious and terrifying races since ancient times and had to flee in embarrassment for a long time, helped?

That shouldn't be the case. Shadow Demons will not obey threats just because their secrets are known to others. They will only use the oldest method to prevent the news from leaking: silencing all insiders, paper records and even psychic records!

What's more, those old guys had told the Green and Black Colossus a long time ago that the individual who calls himself Kelsey seems to be timeless, but in fact he is a parallel import. He relied on a little luck to escape the battle of the giants that exterminated [-]% of the ancient races. Not a very powerful character.

So...how could Shadow Demon protect such a weak and impure King of Sarkaz?

The blue and black colossus is unknown.

But this is not a question that needs to be known - what he should do is kill Theresia and bring her body back to Londinium. As for what to do with these new shadow demons?

Let the old guys have their own headaches. He was too lazy to care about these accidents. If he hadn't also done the most despicable act in that betrayal, he wouldn't still be colluding with them to this day.

"We have to rely on His Majesty for this - the supreme king always has earth-shattering abilities. Those of us who follow His Majesty and pick up some leftovers can naturally receive the blessing of being able to achieve enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."

Shadow Demon responded in a strange tone. The ancient sayings did not sound like the utterances of the Sakaz clan. Instead, they had the yin and yang flavor of the Yan people.

Colossus frowned: "Your Majesty? Are you talking about Resandral?"

He reacted and looked at Shadow Demon with dissatisfaction in his eyes: "How dare a little kid who was only a few years old give himself this name? He didn't even look at whether he could hold it back!"

"You are just following him? In that case..." Colossus glanced at Theresia: "There is no need to stand with a subjugated king, right? Sakaz has fallen since he was displaced, and now She can’t even defend her only territory, so why protect her?”

"Ah ah..." Shadow Demon laughed: "You are really harboring evil intentions when you say that~ Although His Majesty Leisang really doesn't care about the existence of the Tower of Babel, but let a bronze throne be killed in front of Shadow Demon. The person Your Majesty wants to meet... our value will have to be re-evaluated."

The Tower of Babel operators who held onto their weapons tightly and aimed at the Bronze Throne except for reloading were silently relieved. After a moment, the elite operators who reacted were ashamed and focused more on the terrifying enemy in front of them:

The warrior can't even protect the object of his protection, and can only rely on the breath of the other two parties to survive in death. This is torture for any brave man.

w is even more painful:

His Highness, whom she regarded as the sun, was attacked and killed by the enemy in a fair and just way. The Bronze Throne moved his hands as lightly as the wind blowing willows, but Theresa's life and death depended on various means - for the first time, she discovered that tenderness and happiness can destroy people more than suffering. , the wilderness mercenaries who had blunted their claws now did not even have the means to blow up the entire Rhode Island and escape with His Highness.

She trained, tasked, equipped, studied, and selectively absorbed what the Tower of Babel gave her. She believed that she was completely reborn and could easily kill enemies that she could not defeat in the past.

The current facts clearly told her: You can't!Get out of here, there is no place for you to show your teeth and claws like this!

"Is that so..."

The Bronze Throne nodded in despair and was about to open his mouth...

boom--! ! !

The Colossus stepped on the ground, and the force of the explosion easily tore apart Rhode Island's solid reinforced concrete floor, causing a crackling collision.

It hit the lower level with a loud sound, and the green-black giant that displayed such violence had already expanded to three meters. Its three-headed and eight-armed posture bulged up its muscles and punched hard!

From discussing with the Shadow Demon how to deal with the Tower of Babel to the current attack on Theresia, the mood of the Bronze Throne changes so fast that lightning strikes the ground and disappears without a sound!

Theresa's emotional perception has not yet returned from the sadness and loss, but her fist full of murderous intent and determination has already come to the woman who is extremely weak compared to the Colossus!

Speed, the most common method of killing on the battlefield, will now kill the same life as an accomplice of the Colossus - compared with the juniors who still need to be excited and nervous again, what adjustment does the Bronze Throne need after a long time?

After confirming that Shadow Demon would be his opponent, he attacked the mission target without delay!

Chatting non-stop and then standing still like a cerebral palsy, giving your opponent a chance to activate his Origin Stone skills?

That was something that only juniors who were intimidated by the reputation of the Immortal Lord would do. The experienced Bronze Throne didn't intend to play some frivolous game at all. If he had time to chat, wouldn't it be better to directly kill the smooth-talking opponent?

Theresia's mind was controlling her body to retreat, but before she could take a step forward, the Colossus's fist had already hit her chest.

but……

Doesn’t feel right? !

The Colossus, which had smashed countless chests, looked at the location where he hit him in confusion, only to find that on Thearesia's slightly undulating chest, the black singularity had begun to deform unsteadily——

To suffer!

He retreated calmly and kicked Theresia in the head again - since hitting the chest can't hurt you, what about the head? !

However, before he could touch the delicate skin and beautiful face of the person in front of him, the detonated singularity began to explode:

Shadow Demon directly threw the entrance to the Shadow Realm on Theresia's chest. At the same moment as the Bronze Throne hit, the originally stable space coordinates were directly destroyed by him!

What are the consequences of a large amount of shadow energy that is incompatible with the material world leaking to the outside world?

Now is the answer.

The loud noise was sharper than any known bomb, and W's surly and arrogant detonation was completely different from the spell fixation that Shadow Demon had prepared early while chatting!

The black sparks flashed in the material world, and the fierce black turned into death fireworks and spread out in the space. The operators of the Tower of Babel were swaying in the wind in the explosion. The eyes of the sharp, scout and other old warriors who were nailed to the front were black, and their bodies followed. The storm dances together.

……

When W woke up from the coma, he saw an empty space in front of his eyes: half of the ground in Rhode Island was exploded - this was thanks to the shadow demons who carefully adjusted the direction of the blast, allowing the deep dark fire to boil higher. .

In addition, Theresia moved the bronze throne to a position close to the deck in time. Except for the moonlight shining in front of her eyes and the sophisticated industrial structure of Rhodes Island being completely destroyed, the rest was normal - the most intense battlefield of the Civil War. That kind of normal.

There was a groan of pain from beside him, and W looked around and saw various operators whose arms, thighs and even chests were limp and hanging down. Sharp, Stormeye... the veterans were experienced seniors. They all chose to stand at the front, and therefore suffered great misfortune in the explosion.

What about...your highness? !

w moved his body desperately, and finally leaned his back against the bulging ruins beside him, staring at the situation at the center of the explosion, praying desperately that nothing happened to Theresia.

Her prayers worked: Theresia was grabbed by the shoulders by a shadow demon and fled away from the origin of the explosion.

But her luck also took effect: a huge green and black colossus was half-kneeling at the site of the explosion. Eight of its arms were half broken by the explosion. The right foot revealed a skeleton that looked like a metallic luster. The whole body was covered in blood and flesh. They were all baked into scabs by the high temperature, clinging to the exposed flesh awkwardly.

"How cruel, Shadow Demon." The Bronze Throne breathed out intermittently, staring with malice at the Shadow Demon who grabbed Theresia from the shadow at the critical moment and transferred her in one breath, and said with a breath of air: "Detonate the Shadow Realm. The entrance is difficult, I remember last time... you seem to have lost more than ten Spell Master Level [-] people, how many are left this time?"

"I'm the only one left." Shadow Demon let go of his arms and replied nonchalantly.

"that would be great."

The Bronze Throne gasped and grinned:

"Old friend, please help me. This time my brother is in trouble, and Nightmare is unreliable. It's up to you."

"Life is a journey full of sadness, perseverance, and pain. I hope to add some small adventures... just like now."

The leisurely shadow fell gently on Shadow Demon's frowning expression.

——The Shadow Demon's shadow perception, the spiritual vision of "Light in the Pupil", and even the wide-area perception of the blood-not cold, there is no such person, but he just descended from the sky gracefully and arrived at Babel Deep in the tower!

On the deck, Kelsey, who was also caught by the shadow demon and escaped from a firework that exploded into the sky, stared at the person who landed, her face pale.

Chapter 69 Ursa ([-])

What words can describe the sudden appearance and landing of a human form from the sky?

Shadow Demon thought that moonlight would be suitable.

He is not like a flesh and blood life, but should be formed by the gathering of aimless moonlight in nature. The man has no color change. He is completely composed of clear and strange light. Except for an ancient patterned clothes, the whole person has no face.

All blurry.

"Life is an aimless adventure. Everyone I meet is a traveler who meets by chance under disaster. There is vigilance, closeness, friendship, and hatred. Because of more or less experiences, travelers part ways and gather again."

"I never thought that my meeting with Shadow Demon would be at such a time and place. Time is like the wind that never stops in the shadow world. It corrodes gold and bones forever. Now you look at me, just like those long-lasting winds. During the days, I looked at your ancestors.”

The moonlight figure spoke with a bit of poetry, and the surroundings were quiet. Nightmare did not dare to speak, and her face was as pale as the one she imitated, Kelsey. At the edge of the gap where the large hole was opened in the deck, the King of Scavengers seemed to see an ancient myth. Trembling, motionless.

His blood was in pain, pain was howling, and the cruel resentment should have been ready to go out after the host encountered life-threatening danger, but at the same moment when the man appeared, they died down as they had not long ago.

The twisted pressure left the Scavenger King breathless.

He thought that he was already a rare ancient existence in Sakaz, but he never thought that there were so many individuals struggling to survive from ancient times still dormant in the shadows and laughing at the stupidity of newborns.

Just at the first sight of the moonlight humanoid, every resentment shivered due to materialized fear, and I didn't dare to make any mistakes.

His blood is wailing, his soul is groaning, and everything that is hatched from pain can make the ancient species fearful, but for these living fossils that have come all the way from ancient times, a small resentment is like a stream flowing into the sea, and it is unbearable. Talk.

How could Tracys find these old monsters?How did he do it?

Kelsey resisted the ominous premonition that came from inside her body, but her fingers were squeezed so tightly that they lost blood and turned white. In the painful memories of ancient times, the bruised immortals walked far away from the frontier to avoid Sakazzu. When fighting between earth gods and immortals, the moonlight humanoid and those of his contemporaries are the biggest threat to her survival.

What exactly happened to allow these freaks, who should have been silent in time and lost in the shadows like the giant beasts, to come closer to the "New Sarkaz Hometown" that they had abandoned long ago?

Everything was unknown, but the Moonlight Doll was very interested in chatting on such a night. He looked at Theresa, whose heart was agitated by the wildly rioting Sakaz soul because of his appearance, and issued the first sentence tonight. A polite inquiry: