Chapter 71 Dragon Slaying War

On a remote road, Huang Quan suddenly stopped.

"Boss, what... is going on..." Old Tang looked at the team of alien mechas that appeared in front of him. They obviously looked like they were from the future.

A question mark popped up on his forehead.

What is this stuff?
"The myth returns." Huang Quan slowly uttered these four words in his heart.

The forces in the tide of history took action.

In the glorious mythological era established by these hybrids who were worshipped as "gods and demons" in the past and walked the path to becoming gods, they created magnificent miracles and used alchemy to create myths of the space and latitude of the other world such as Nibelung.

Now their figures appeared in front of Huang Quan.

Although these sci-fi armored warriors may not be the true appearance of these gods, the advanced theories contained in them are worthy of Bai Mo's further attention.

The mecha warriors once again expanded their territory and put out a series of buffs, as if they were going to repeat the first kill that occurred last time.

However, Huang Quan clapped his hands.

The signal was confirmed, and the Baimos who had been lying in ambush nearby began their "hunt" at the same time.

This time, Huang Quan mobilized one-third of Bai Mo's forces deployed in New York, almost forming an assault team with hundreds of people and thousands of logistical support members.

Weapons and ammunition, enhanced equipment, position structure, alchemical suppression, and the blockade of the intelligence network... Due to many factors, what is happening at this moment is not a small-scale fight, nor is it an assassination by those so-called assassin groups.

It's a war, a war with an intensity high enough to warrant a small-scale military activity!
Not only that, in order to prevent interference from unexpected factors, the internal calculations of the Norma supercomputer were started and Tianyan began calculating.

Bai Mo's consciousness descended, and the computing power of many arrangements was mobilized. With the assistance of calculations, the so-called "bullet time" and "thinking acceleration"... became the standard for every Bai Mo.

The flames of war were burning fiercely, roasting these mythical monsters in front of Huang Quan's eyes.

Bullets one after another hit a point on the energy shield at the same time. The lowest and worst of these bullets were alchemical bullets with high-energy accelerated kinetic energy enhancement!

The bullet cut through the air, leaving a tiny white mark in the air, and hit the light blue energy shield deployed by the mecha at a speed of tens of Mach.

The terrifying kinetic energy and the explosion of the alchemical inscription were like a beautiful and beautiful flower blooming in hell. The shock wave tore the ground apart, eroding the ground with hideous scars like the claws of an unknown giant beast.

As the first shot rang out, the assassins of the Assassin's Guild, who had already taken cover in all directions, madly poured down their artillery fire, wantonly venting the firepower that had been prepared long ago.

The sounds of gunfire, artillery fire, and all kinds of weapons made from alchemy combined with modern weaponry were all vented on this land at this moment.

The situation reversed instantly.

Due to Huang Quan's ambush nearby, the mecha team was unable to release large-scale corresponding words like Jun Yan.

Under the premise that neither side can use the elements under the control of the elements, this fight becomes a competition of numbers and trump cards.

As well as the level of its own scientific and technological background and the quality of its personnel...

In terms of numbers, there were as many as a thousand people from Huang Quan, the Assassin's Guild, and Bai Mo who participated in the war.

As for technology, with alchemically enhanced bullets and artillery suppression, plus Bai Mo's calculations, breaking through the defense is no longer hopeless.

In fact, if the missile bombing in New York City had not caused a violent reaction, Huang Quan would now be preparing to use the modified alchemical missiles to set off a grand fireworks celebration here.

The sound of gunfire continued, and the Baimos who shared the same memory looked at the monsters who were trapped and unable to move by the horrific gunfire as if from a God's perspective.

The fire suppression caused by the seven-minute continuous strafing tore apart the energy barriers of the armored team members and trapped them firmly in place, unable to move at all.

"So, you are fishing." Old Tang looked at the war scene which was similar to the Syrian battlefield. He looked at Huang Quan with some uncertainty.

According to what she did, on the one hand, she was protecting herself, on the other hand, she was limiting the Dragon King's revival, and at the same time, she was fighting these characters who obviously came out of nowhere, and ambushing them in advance...

All of this made it hard for Old Tang not to suspect that Huang Quan was using him as bait.

"Yes and no."

Huang Quan looked at the few people who were suppressed and unable to move at all, and spoke simply.

"The leader's latest order - to keep you alive and seal Norton."

"Leader..." Mumbling to himself, Old Tang secretly wondered whether he had ever seen the "leader" Huang Quan was talking about.

Three minutes later, after confirming that control over the elements had been mastered and the barrier against mental invasion had disappeared, Huang Quan used the information network system formed by the Baimo here to amplify his control over the elements and began to invade the minds of these people.

Infection, assimilation, reading memories within the subconscious...using elements as tentacles, invisible and intangible threads connect.

As unknown, incomprehensible, anti-human mutterings came out of Huang Quan's mouth, he and they had their corresponding memories read by Huang Quan.

[Anubis team, go to New York City, kill the assassin guild master, and bring back her body.]

[Members of the Anubis team will be selected from among you heroes. Only heroes who have successfully activated the God-given blood will be able to join.]

[Heroes, hope, and obeying the great will of God. ]

…………Memory is like a transparent deep blue sea, deep and charming, making people unable to help but indulge in it.

Under his spying and reading, Bai Mo also knew the world inside the minds of these hybrids one by one.

First of all, the identity of this group of mixed-race people.

They are a group of "heroes", heroes who have accomplished great deeds as mortals, and each of them possesses power comparable to or even surpassing that of A-level hybrids.

They possess great power, but on the other hand these "heroes" have not learned the physics, chemistry, alchemy, mathematics, etc. that normal hybrids need to learn.

It cannot be said that they have not learned anything. Rather, in their "world", wisdom is a forbidden area granted by the gods. Even if mortals have great power, they cannot get involved. Anyone who tries to move towards wisdom and blasphemes the gods is evil and an enemy that needs to be eliminated.

Of course, the priests in the God's church will also grant mortals and heroes some necessary "wisdom".

For example, controlling this sci-fi armor that is obviously a combination of black technology, alchemy system and modern scientific system.

However, these wisdoms can only be obtained by heroes who have accomplished heroic deeds, challenged impossible enemies and defeated them...

After digesting it bit by bit, Bai Mo had a so-called basic understanding of these mythological worlds.

'In the history of mythology, the hybrids created the Nibelungen, built a magnificent temple, and then led the corresponding family hybrids and those slaves into the world of the Nibelungen - the realm of the gods.'

'Afterwards, the gods changed several times, and the mixed-race represented by the gods who succeeded in becoming gods formed a solidified class.

As described in those myths, the highest god represents the pure blood on the road to deification, followed by the next level of relatives, descendants, and churches. Those mixed-bloods live in the true kingdom of the gods and form an orderly society.'

'The next level is the priests of the church, who represent those who have the hope of crossing the class barrier and becoming the sheepdogs who replace the slaves of the "gods".

At the same time, there are also these heroes, the lowest level slave gene breakthrough leads to the revival of dragon genes and they have powerful strength.

It is possible for a hero to cross the class barrier and go from being an ordinary slave to being a more precious guinea pig, contributing to the growth of these so-called gods.'

'The lowest class are naturally slaves. Those mortals who have dragon genes but are considered slaves by these hybrids are just the lowest class of weeds.'

In the divine realm of the Nibelungs, the order of the world is a pyramid.

God sits high in the clouds, enjoying eternal life.

The next level is demigods and half-bloods, representing the half-blood order.

The church, the faith, these hybrids shaped the entire ruling class with real power and false lies.

They developed alchemy and combined it with modern scientific systems to create one brilliant miracle after another and built a different time and space like the Nibelung.

Below them are slaves and excellent slaves. They are slaves, free deadpools, weapon experimenters, and weapons that can be replaced at will...

These slaves had their intelligence restricted, their thoughts brainwashed, and spent their entire lives devoting everything to the great God.

They are not afraid of death. They believe that death is the return of the spirit and soul to the embrace of the underworld.

Everything is so orderly and harmonious that it seems as if nothing has changed for eternity.

Strength, wisdom, personality, gods set the order, and we are all birds in a cage.

Frowning, Huang Quan looked at these hybrids whose true faces were revealed after their masks were shattered.

There are both men and women, they are handsome, and seem to be no less handsome than geniuses like Caesar and Chu Zihang. At the same time, they have extraordinary temperaments, and have not been polluted by modern information at all. They have a pure beauty.

If these people were encountered by Kassel College, they would probably be deceived and sent to the school.

But Huang Quan could see that these people's eyes were filled with fanatical faith. They had no so-called humanity, only madness that was poisoned, bewitched, and not afraid of death. They were a group of crazy people with faith.

Silently sensing everything in their lives, Huang Quan released the Word Spirit to this Anubis team that had lost the ability to resist.

The sharp blade of judgment was opened, and a circle of pure white light appeared behind Huang Quan. The team that had originally expected death showed a look of blood-devouring madness on their faces.

In their hearts, Huang Quan is the biggest heresy!

"■■ (Nibelungen language)"

——How dare you blaspheme God!
"They died immediately." Old Tang looked at the enemies whose necks were cut and then gradually dissolved in the pure white light, and asked uncertainly: "Are they also mixed-bloods?"

"Of course." Huang Quan nodded.

These people are naturally mixed-bloods, but at the same time they are also experimental subjects, mixed-bloods who represent the identity of gods, so-called gods, demigods, nobles, etc., no, they are pure-blooded experimental subjects for the study of alchemy.

"Are you and them enemies?" Old Tang expressed his doubts with a little curiosity.

Huang Quan gave him a calm look, which immediately made Old Tang stutter and unable to speak.

"Maybe."

Synchronizing with his own memory, Bai Mo pieced together this new puzzle.

At the same time, Huang Quan said casually: "If they attack the organization, they will naturally face the organization's revenge."

Assassin's Guild's Creed: When you attack an assassin under the Assassin's Guild, your name and corresponding information will appear on the bounty list.

Given Huang Quan's current personality, it is reasonable for the Assassin's Guild to take countermeasures and become enemies with this group of mecha warriors after he was attacked by an enemy of unknown identity.

Old Tang narrowed his eyes, thinking about the current situation.

"By the way, who are these people?"

"Ancient Egypt."

"Egypt?"

"Yes, they come from ancient Egypt."

　God's Background

　　
　
(End of this chapter)