freeallnovels Chapter 3819 The Brilliant Rainbow (2) The Defiled Dead
Chapter 3819 The Brilliant Rainbow (2) The Defiled Dead
Chapter 3819 The Brilliant Rainbow (2) — The Defiled Dead
Bang-!
The heavy metal door was instantly flung away and slammed into the passageway, smashing through the inner wall... Amidst a flashing red alarm, a woman in a denim jacket and boots slowly walked in.
"SHIT! Someone has broken into the base!"
"Stop her!"
Unfortunately, neither bullets nor powerful psionic particle weapons had any effect on the woman!
"The opponent is a high-level [inhuman]... Requesting support, requesting support... Ah—!!"
"Quickly...deploy the [Soldiers of the Motherland]..."
Carol (B) casually reached out and grabbed forward, and the entire passage was instantly kneaded and twisted by an invisible and terrifying force!
The guards who had been intercepting them lay sprawled on the ground, some even embedded in the ceiling... Sparks and lightning streaked across the scene as the female warrior from the outside easily reached her destination.
The heavily sealed, specially made door was torn open, and in the pure white room, the bald boy subconsciously raised his head, revealing a look of confusion.
"Come with me, boy!"
A powerful mental force surged toward Carol (B) in an instant... and her head snapped back as if she had been shot.
The bald boy slowly withdrew his gaze. He knew he had accidentally hurt someone again—but there was nothing he could do; he simply couldn't control this powerful mental force.
But right now.
"call……"
The bald boy suddenly opened his eyes, his face filled with disbelief.
Carol (B) slowly straightened her head, exhaled, and smiled slightly, saying, "That's potent... much stronger than some cheap interstellar psychedelic drugs."
"You...are you alright?" the bald boy asked, stunned.
“This level of mental shock isn’t enough to hurt me.” Carol (B) strode in. “Come on, Wayne wants to see you. He needs you to leave this room.”
"I understand... Wait for me a moment." The bald boy nodded gently.
Carol (B) wasn't in a hurry, but she was curious about what this boy with abnormal mental strength wanted to do... However, when she saw that he was just slowly picking up the scattered building blocks in the room and even carefully arranging them, she couldn't help but show a strange expression.
Well... geniuses always have some weird hobbies.
In her own world, Carol (B) is also a genius warrior, and she also has some little-known hobbies.
"I can go now," the bald boy said in a low voice.
"What's your name?" Carol (B) asked curiously.
“The Book of Revelation…” the boy Nono said.
"What's your name?" Carol (B) was taken aback.
The boy whispered, "The name Wayne gave me..."
Carol (B) shook her head, no longer dwelling on the name issue... She was going to take [Apocalypse] with her because the base had already activated [Homeland Soldier].
Although she wasn't afraid of the "Motherland Soldiers," dealing with this artificial being would still take some time... and the commotion would certainly be significant.
Moreover, she suspected that Wayne still had ways to control the [Homeland Soldiers].
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"What? The base has been hacked?"
By the time General Ross received the message, Carol (B) had already successfully taken the Book of Revelation... She hadn't even fought the Homeland Soldiers.
"Who are they?" General Ross asked urgently.
The transmitted video footage showed a blonde woman wearing a denim jacket.
“I’ve seen this woman before,” the assistant chief whispered. “She’s someone Wayne hired!”
"That guy!" General Ross slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage. "What's with that guy who was taken away... The file says he's a [mutant variant]?"
The military also has these "mutant variants," which are simply individuals who, after becoming "mutants," undergo another mutation. The classified files General Ross saw on Wayne's computer indicated that this "mutant," named "Apocalypse," was only at level 3, but possessed somewhat abnormal mental abilities, so it was kept for research.
Therefore, Rose didn't pay much attention.
He has only been in charge of S.H.I.E.L.D. for two or three days, and cannot attend to every aspect—even with the help of Agent Felice, who is an inside man, it will still take some time to fully control the entire S.H.I.E.L.D.
General Ross currently only intends to gain complete control of the S.H.I.E.L.D. forces within Washington, D.C.
After a long silence, the assistant director said seriously, "General, I think I should advise you not to trust the information in Wayne's documents too much... Many times, only he himself knows the purpose of those things."
"Hmph! What a useless suggestion! If this 'mutant' from 'Apocalypse' didn't have a special purpose, he wouldn't have let anyone take him away!" General Ross glared angrily, "He's already been dismissed... Attacking the base, that's treason!"
"Should we issue an arrest warrant for him?" the assistant director sighed.
"It's too late!" General Ross turned to look at the young man shuffling cards on the sofa next to him. "[Gambit], send out [Squad X] to find this troublesome guy as soon as possible... If necessary, just kill him! I've already given him face; since he doesn't want it, then don't blame me!"
The young man… [King of Cards] shrugged, “OK.”
[Card Master] acted quickly.
Knowing that the new boss was disgusted with him, the assistant director made an excuse to leave the office.
Since the military is going to take over Skylink, old-timers like him will be eliminated sooner or later—he really has to go to China.
He has already arranged the route and can travel through the European continent at any time...
Just as they stepped out, the assistant director saw Engineer Philistine walking hurriedly towards them... The two simply nodded to each other.
The assistant director had no interest in what Agent Philistine was going to report to General Ross next... This guy had a faint smell of blood on him, could he have killed someone?
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"You're back." General Ross's expression softened slightly when he saw that it was Agent Philistine.
"Everything has been delivered," Agent Philistine said expressionlessly. "We just discovered a KGB agent, but he's been dealt with."
"Didn't find anything, did you?" General Ross frowned subconsciously.
“No.” Agent Philistine shook his head. “He’s been under my watch the whole time. He just got impatient this time.”
"Hmph! A KGB agent has actually popped up in S.H.I.E.L.D., Wayne is a complete waste!" General Ross roared, then paused, pondering, "Could this guy have some kind of connection with them behind the scenes?"
Engineer Philistine thought to himself: Your military isn't exactly clean either; it's probably infiltrated even more...
“This… I don’t think so.” Agent Philistine thought for a moment and said, “As far as I know, Director Wayne is a very pure patriot.”
General Ross thought for a moment and said, "What do you think Wayne... plans to do next?"
"I don't know, I can never guess what he's thinking."
General Ross tapped the table and pondered for a moment. “The plan may change at any time… Go and prepare, we may have to leave Washington at any time.”
Agent Phil frowned. "Should we move it up?"
"It's hard to say..." General Ross pondered, "Wayne had a powerful female [non-human] attack the secret base and take away a [mutant]. He definitely still has a force that isn't recorded in S.H.I.E.L.D. So, I feel he's plotting something that might affect our final plan..."
“I’ll go prepare,” Agent Philistine said quickly.
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On a park bench, Lancelot was watching a match on a tablet... It was between the Holy See's candidate, the "Holy Son," and Shenzhou's "Little Sword Immortal," and she was quite interested in it.
Mr. Gareth came over with two cans of coffee and handed one to his companion.
...This is supposed to be a break time. It's really a waste of talent for two Knights of the Round Table to be city management captains here.
"Speaking of which, your new student must have done quite well this time, right?" Mr. Gareth said, resting his hand on the back of his chair and sipping his coffee.
“She needs more experience,” Lancelot said, his eyes fixed on her.
“You’re asking too much!” Mr. Gareth smiled wryly. “Not everyone is like you… As for Alan, I think he’s quite good, at least better than my idiot disciple.”
Knight Alan only passed the assessment in the last six months and became Lancelot's disciple... He is also Lancelot's only student at present.
The Knights' Organization also needs fresh blood. Every Knight of the Round Table has the obligation to nurture the next generation of knights—even Lancelot, who is currently the youngest among the Round Table members, cannot escape his duty.
“Mr. Gareth, you should watch this game,” Lancelot said expressionlessly. “They are the ones who truly represent the level of the younger generation.”
"...Hey, hey?" Mr. Gareth said, half-laughing and half-crying, "These two are monsters, aren't they? How many people are there in the whole world before two like this appear... We're human, normal human, okay?"
Nevertheless, Mr. Gareth was amazed by the strength of Houssien and Anran... As it stands, they are almost at the level of a Knight of the Round Table. He just didn't know if these two young geniuses were going all out.
Lancelot sighed softly, put away the tablet, stood up, and said, "Alright, we should get back to work."
"Not going to finish reading it first?" Mr. Gareth was dumbfounded. "There's nothing troublesome right now."
—No, if you don't rest, how can I slack off?
“Work is work.” Lancelot shook his head. “If you want to slack off, then give me your share.”
"...You really are incredibly strict with yourself." Mr. Gareth sighed—now that things had come to this point, slacking off was clearly not an option.
"Let's work together, senior!" Lancelot said solemnly.
Mr. Gareth clicked his tongue. "I think you should find a boyfriend..."
Lancelot's usually cold eyes suddenly sharpened... Mr. Gareth gave an awkward smile, but subtly raised his chin slightly towards the other man.
They all sensed that something was approaching in the park.
Mr. Gareth narrowed his eyes, instantly squeezing the canned coffee in his hand into an aluminum ball, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw it... The thrown aluminum ball flew through the air like a cannonball!
Bang-!
What was hit?
The two quickly slipped into the woods of the park... There, a man was leaning against the trunk of a large tree—the aluminum ball that had been thrown was right against his chest.
"What's going on? I was very gentle!" Mr. Gareth frowned.
Both of them caught a whiff of... the smell of a corpse, along with a familiar werewolf stench emanating from the man.
Suddenly, the man who was leaning against the tree trunk opened his eyes and pounced on the two of them with a ferocious expression.
Lancelot made his move, casually swinging his longsword, scabbard still attached, and instantly shattered the man's shoulder bone. He was then pinned to the ground by the scabbard-covered sword.
Mr. Gareth squatted down, pinched his nose, and examined it for a while.
"It really does smell of a corpse. This guy has a lot of old wounds on his body, so it looks like he's been dead for a while. His body was probably manipulated by some kind of evil means..."
"Zombies?" Lancelot frowned.
Mr. Gareth's expression gradually turned serious. "If it were just an ordinary zombie, that would be fine... but this is a werewolf."
“【Non-human】zombies…” Lancelot frowned immediately.
The phone suddenly rang.
"I'm Gareth, what's up?"
"...It's terrible, Lord Gareth! This is Fifth Avenue...Here, here are a lot of berserk [inhuman] beings, attacking passersby indiscriminately..."
Mr. Gareth and Lancelot exchanged a quick glance... Lancelot immediately set off, while Mr. Gareth helplessly broke the man's arms and legs, dislocated his jaw, carried him on his back, and then followed.
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"Help...help me..."
A shrill scream rang out on the bustling street... The next moment, a strange man with pale skin, over 1.9 meters tall, but with several huge wounds on his chest, was seen lifting a car and smashing it directly into the crowd.
Boom! Boom boom boom!!
Numerous disasters suddenly struck the surrounding area... Panicked passersby frantically fled through the dense crowd!
"【Murderer】Ponga!! How could it be this guy? Wasn't he killed by 【S.H.I.E.L.D.】 three months ago?! I saw the video, he was shot right through the heart..."
Suddenly, someone recognized one of these strange, destructive figures...
In the chaos, a little boy fell to the ground and cried loudly... A young man wearing a tuxedo, baring his fangs, but missing an arm, was walking towards the little boy!
Just then, a lithe figure flashed by, grabbed the little boy, and then jumped onto a nearby sign.
Taina held her terrified child tightly, her gaze filled with shock as she watched the chaotic street... A dozen or so inhuman beings, radiating an aura of death and covered in wounds, were wreaking havoc...
"Who...who is defiling the peace of the dead..."
A young Mayan girl murmured to herself.
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A tranquil manor, a secluded chamber for cultivation.
A strong, domineering aura wafted around like ribbons, and the practitioner's forehead was already covered in sweat... Gongsun Shiyu's eyes, beneath his eyelids, were twitching from time to time, accompanied by the aura emanating from him, which fluctuated in strength.
—So…did you listen to me, Gongsun Shiyu?
The suspended body began to tremble slightly, and the aura of the overlord seemed to be polluted, gradually giving off a sense of being at the end of its rope, as if it were crying out in despair.
Some farewells come so suddenly and unexpectedly that they catch you off guard... You might not even have time to leave a single last word for this world...
—You only need to answer...yes or no.
puff--!
wake up.
A surge of passion erupted from his throat, his domineering aura completely vanished, and Gongsun Shiyu collapsed, slumping to the ground in a disheveled state.
Proud as he was, he found it hard to accept continuing in this way as a loser and a fearful person.
After a moment, having calmed the turbulent energy within him, he picked up the phone beside him. "...Hou Bai, have Situ Duojun come to the secret room to find me."
After a while.
With a mix of nervousness and inexplicable anticipation, Situ Duojun, at Hou Bai's prompting, entered the secret training room alone.
This is her first time here.
"You...Young Master, what's wrong?"
But the moment Situ Duojun saw Gongsun Shiyu, she panicked, because the strong person she knew was now appearing in a weak state.
Situ Duojun quickly came over to help her up, "Did something go wrong with your cultivation?"
A strange light flashed in Gongsun Shiyu's eyes, and he suddenly reached out and touched Situ Duojun's face... This sudden intimate gesture made Situ Duojun's heart flutter in an instant, and she forgot to dodge for a moment.
In an instant, she met Gongsun Shiyu's deep eyes, which, like a whirlpool, completely drew her in.
—Heavenly Demon, Chaotic God, Soul-Stealing!
Situ Duojun's gaze gradually became infatuated. Memories of spending time with Gongsun Shiyu these past few days flashed by like light and shadow. A vague feeling in her heart seemed to be drawn by something and quickly sprouted in her heart.
Memories become blurred... In the blur, Gongsun Shiyu's figure gradually overlaps with another figure, and with budding emotions as the vehicle, an extreme emotion begins to erupt wildly.
“Remember…you love Situ Qingfeng deeply, and you are willing to do anything for him…”
“I… deeply love… my senior brother…”
Situ Duojun and Situ Qingfeng grew up together and had a deep bond. Based on this, it was not difficult to alter the relationship... and the effect was even quite good.
Soon, Situ Duojun gradually formed a clear idea in her mind.
My senior brother is a genius who should have soared through the skies, but unfortunately, he lacked a certain opportunity... For my senior brother's sake, I must sacrifice myself to successfully feed the demon, and wait for Gongsun Shiyu to fall deeply in love with me. Once the demonic seed within me matures, that will be the day my senior brother achieves his goal...
Senior brother... you will definitely become stronger than anyone else.
Duojun loves you...
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Inside the manor, Situ Qingfeng appeared somewhat anxious... and even felt a sense of emptiness.
"Mr. Hou, the young master summoned my junior sister...it's been quite a while, are they alright?"
"The councilor is currently transferring his skills to Miss Duojun in a private room, so Mr. Qingfeng, there's no need to rush," Hou Bai replied with a smile.
"That's taking too long, isn't it?" Situ Qingfeng frowned subconsciously, extremely annoyed.
Hou Bai casually said, "If Mr. Qingfeng is feeling bored, you can go to the study. There are many books related to martial arts there, all of which are rare copies. You and Miss Duojun are both people valued by the councilor, and he has already given instructions that you can consult them at any time."
"Ok."
Situ Qingfeng took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and left Hou Bai's sight.
“Heh…” Hou Bai shook his head, “Two cauldrons.”
He roughly knew what the [Sun] councilor was doing, but he didn't know the reason for doing so... As for the furnace, Situ Qingfeng and Situ Duojun's strength was actually quite average.
However, Gongsun Shiyu is a martial arts prodigy who has tried various methods to cultivate, and even used cloning technology... It's probably some kind of new attempt, Hou Bai thought.
Which of those Major Arcana amulets at the Michael's Club isn't keen on conducting all sorts of strange and unusual experiments?
Just then, a servant from the manor hurried to Hou Bai's side. "Mr. Hou, take a look at this!"
Hou Bai was taken aback when he saw the tablet handed to him by the servant. Then his eyes lit up with a strange light. On the screen, a chaotic scene in the streets of Washington was displayed.
"Wow, whose work is this..." Hou Bai said thoughtfully, "It seems to be a big-budget project."
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From the hotel's top-floor suite... from here, you can already see thick smoke rising from a small part of downtown Washington, D.C.
At this moment, the city seemed to be ushering in a new carnival.
Just now, Boss Luo also completed a spiritual and sexual ecstasy... Perhaps it was because his soul was somewhat replenished, Luo Qiu had to admit that he seemed to be somewhat addicted to this kind of thing lately.
It seems like they're not doing their job properly anymore.
This is not good...
Having just weathered the storm, the maid simply wrapped herself in a thin blanket, her elegant posture resembling that of someone wearing a high-end haute couture gown from Fashion Week.
Boss Luo reached out and gently brushed the maid's light pink lips, then smiled and said, "Tell me, is loving someone simple or difficult?"
"Did Master see something interesting?"
"I saw some..." Boss Luo said casually, "Some clever tricks, but... there are many ways to solve a problem, and this is actually one of them."
He briefly recounted the story of Gongsun Shiyu.
The maid smiled and gave an unconventional answer: "The victor will enjoy everything."
But only the master will always be the victor…
The pure white sheets were scattered, and the maid kissed Boss Luo's chest, kissing her way down...
Luo Qiu let out a soft sigh. His humanity had been somewhat restored, and although he knew it wasn't good... he simply couldn't bear it.