Chapter 1737： 　Bing and King

Flame of Doom?

Kiristan?

The captain and adjutant showed completely incomprehensible expressions, and the man named Keristan laughed: "Are you stunned? No wonder, after all, you residents of the material world, it is impossible to hear my name. Not surprising. It’s okay. You can use your own eyes to witness my mighty power. On a certain level, I am closer to His Royal Highness Archimedes than the Big Three. It's like I am his shadow."

Obviously the two didn't know who Asmid was.

Kiristan raised his hand, and the face on his armor rolled up a pair of eyes. These eyes are like living creatures, with a weird and evil light. Then the mouth of each face lit up, and then burst of sparks spewed out of it, and these sparks fell on the soldiers lying on the stairs and at the feet of the captain and adjutant. Sparks fell on the clothing and sank, and the soldiers lying on the ground suddenly showed red light lines on their bodies. The captain's heart set off huge waves, those are not light lines, but the blood vessels of the human body. The blood vessels of the soldiers lit up, and this phenomenon only lasted a few seconds. When the red light disappeared, their bodies began to twist unconsciously, twisting unnatural postures like that boy, and even cracking bones due to the dislocation of joints.

After twisting, the limbs began to expand again, like an inflated balloon. In the end, these "balloons" all exploded, and in the blood mist, monsters began to stretch their bodies. Their bodies were only the size of a human body at first, but their flesh and blood flew at a visible speed and grew rapidly. When they looked at the captain with a pair of cold and merciless eyes, the captain heard the adjutant scream.

He turned his head and saw that the black adjutant's magic rifle had fallen to the ground, and this love gun he cherished was now cracked by his own foot. The adjutant's hand was twisting back uncontrollably, and the captain heard the sound of fractured joints in his body.

"No, no!" The captain quickly pressed the adjutant's uncontrolled arm, hoping to pull them back.

The adjutant shouted: "Leave here, leave me alone! Captain, go quickly."

He smashed the captain away, but he fell to the ground, his hands and feet no longer obeyed, he was twisting into a strange posture, his body began to swell, and his neck was swollen like a bullfrog. The captain looked at him, shook his head, and finally ran up the stairs desperately with a roar. The few flaming horns next to Kiristan were about to catch up, but the king raised his hand to stop the chase: "Let him go, he will bring more people, so as to be my medium for spreading disasters."

At this time, the adjutant exploded on the stairs. In the **** mist, a new fire horned demon stood up. Kiristan laughed and said, "Block the base, get ready, and welcome our upcoming lovely guests."

He turned and walked down the stairs.

He didn't walk fast, but his figure disappeared in one step. After a while, Keristan appeared at the bottom of the base, which was a hall. The space is huge, equivalent to two football fields. There are countless cultivation tanks neatly arranged in the hall, and a nearly perfect body floats in each cultivation tank. In this, the proportions of men and women are extremely perfect. In the data of the intellectual brain, the muscle strength, skin toughness and physical strength of these people, including reflex nerves, etc., are all twice or even three times higher than ordinary humans.

This huge hall is full of these training troughs. If these people are rationed with weapons, then this is an army.

The hall is not dark. There is power supply in this place at the bottom of the base. Otherwise, those cultivation tanks will stop working early, and the people in them will suffocate and die unconsciously. Now these people are all curled up like a baby in a mother's womb, and some of them have a faint smile on their faces, as if they are dreaming. But they would never know that outside the training tank was the worst nightmare.

Keristan was standing in front of a training trough with his face reflected on the wall. He squinted at a beautiful woman inside and smiled: "I hope you all wake up soon."

Then go forward.

There was a blazing fire in the depths of the hall. After passing through countless cultivation tanks, Kiristan saw a door. The gate rises above the ground, almost as high as the dome. The door leaf was closed tightly, and every striped road above glowed with fire.

The Gate of Flames!

Just in front of the gate, on an iron throne made of molten steel, a man sat with his eyes closed. Kiristan walked to the throne and knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully: "I have followed your instructions and deliberately put a human back, Your Highness Archimedes."

The man sitting on the Iron Throne opened his eyes, and the moment his eyes opened, the eyes were completely dark. Then, like the darkness gradually disappearing, the whites of his eyes floated from the blackness, and finally a pair of indifferent eyes looked at the king under the throne: "Humans are really unpredictable creatures. They have such and other inferiorities, but Looking forward to perfection. I like to pin my unfulfilled willingness on my creation."

Kiristan agreed: "I was shocked when I first saw the so-called clones. In the civilization I have seen, there has never been a life that imitates itself."

"When I discovered this base, oh, I was not prepared to say that. It should be when Archimedes discovered this base, those clones had not been cultivated. I think it should be the humans of the old age who planned to hide such a clone. Army, wait for the right time to use it. Kiristan, have you checked it out?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

Kiristan raised his head and said: "After counting, there are about 30,000 clones in this base. They are very good materials. I can directly transform them into intermediate and high-level combat units. If you want, you will have one immediately. The army is fighting for you."

"It's only thirty thousand...too little. But it doesn't matter. The human being let go will attract more materials to you, and it will also attract that person."

A look of fear flashed across Kiristan's face. He lowered his head, not daring to let the man on the throne see his expression: "Son of Dawn? The man who made Lord Herses fall?"

"Yes, that's him. Archimedes has high hopes for his son. Now I can't completely erase Archimedes' will. He is very tough. Even at this moment, he didn't give up competing with me for this body. But he can no longer suppress me like before. I need some time. At the same time, to attract the Son of Dawn, I will destroy him by myself. When Asmid watched his child die under his own hands, it was When his will is flawed."

The man on the throne has flames burning in his eyes: "By then, no one can stop the dusk of the universe!"

"In this case, your Highness, is it more appropriate to summon some more kings?"

"Are you scared? Keristan?"

The flames of doom shook his whole body and said loudly, "No, your lord. Even if it is destroyed in the flames, I am fearless."

"That's fine, I don't need you to deal with the Son of Dawn, you just have to hold the other guys. You are just a soldier, the king, naturally I will greet you."

Soldiers against soldiers, is king against king? Kiristan gave a wry smile, and he was just a small character in the heart of the throne. No matter how close his ability is to the Son of Twilight.

"Be optimistic about this base, and don't disturb me until the Son of Dawn appears." The man on the throne closed his eyes again and returned to silence.

In the White House in Caesars City, the Director of Intelligence Ge Fen walked quickly in the passage. He didn't even care about the proper etiquette. Not only did he trot off, he also knocked down a girl. But Ge Fen didn't even have time to apologize, so he hurried to the president's office before taking a deep breath and knocking on the door.

"Come in."

With Mobit's permission, Gefen opened the door. In the office, Mobit is looking at a document, which is drafted by the Secretariat regarding various regulations on the acceptance of the Golden Lion and other forces under federal jurisdiction.

"What's the matter, General Gefen?" Mobit raised his head and looked at the intelligence chief suspiciously. Based on his understanding of Ge Fen, the director seldom would be so gaffe. For him to run by himself, something big must happen.

Ge Fen closed the door and said excitedly: "Mr. President, I just received a call."

"phone?"

"Yes, phone." Gefen walked to Mobitt's side, with an ear canal: "It was from Lowesford, Lowesford from NASA, the deputy designer of the Sword of Dawn."

At Gefen's reminder, Mobit remembered such a person: "What happened to him?"

"It's him, he mobilized the sword of dawn to attack Mr. Allen and his party." Ge Fen said excitedly: "He admitted that he was a member of the Kwangtung Society, and Vincent asked him to do that."

"It turned out to be him?" Mobit lost his voice: "But why should he admit it himself?"

"Because Mr. Allen gave him too much shock that day He was very afraid of Mr. Allen’s revenge and demanded our protection. For this, he can stand up against Vincent. He has already Send Vincent’s phone call requesting to attack Mr. Allen. With this proof, Vincent can only escape."

As soon as Ge Fen finished talking here, the phone before the Mobit case rang. After the president answered, his face became serious. He looked up and said: "Just after receiving the information, Guangyin will announce that it will not accept federal control. It has closed its administrative district and entered a state of war."

Ge Fen clenched a fist and said: "Vincent must know that Lowesford reported to us that that guy was jumping the wall in a hurry."

Mobit snorted: "He intends to tie civilians from the administrative district to his own tank. Once we attack him, it will inevitably cause a large number of civilian casualties."

"Geffen, you should go and notify Bethkoder's house first. I want to have a good talk with Marshal Windsor Bello, and at the same time test Capulo's tone. Also, you should pay close attention to the movement of the Freedom Gate. Bian will tell Sirius to send an army to block the transportation channel between the Freedom Gate and the Gloom."

"Yes, Mr. President." Ge Fen should not leave.