Chapter 558 Let’s begin
Kara.
It is worthy of being a high-precision machine in the steam age. It is responsive and has no sense of lag. As the red lever is pulled down, the sound of metal collision is heard inside the machine. Within a few seconds, the whole machine is like Suddenly alive.
The exposed gear began to rotate slowly, turning from slow to fast. Thick steam was ejected from the exhaust hole. The sharp sound of the jet was like a boiling kettle. With the internal vibration, the subtle friction sound filled the metal machinery. The texture, the buzzing vibration frequency is getting higher and higher.
Trinless was right. The equipment was indeed full of energy and was well maintained, as if it was ready for use at any time.
However, seeing this scene, several people’s hearts sank at the same time.
Because just after hearing Lynch's shout, the chairman quickly pushed the lever back to its original position. However, the operation of the machine did not stop, but instead spun faster and faster.
Ignoring the explanation, the most trusted name blurted out. It was a tacit understanding developed over the past few months. Lynch believed that the closest person would never let him down at any time:
“Natalie.”
With a sonorous sound, the strange object Weijin's Judgment was unsheathed.
Natalie drew her sword and chopped.
The sharp blade cut through the sky like lightning, and the sound of the air being torn was so clear even in the sound of erupting steam. With a flash of sword light, the strange object had arrived in front of the machine.
Everything seemed to slow down, and the sword struck the ferocious and cold metal machine hard as Lynch watched.
Can the indestructible strange object really be able to cut through hard steel machinery?
At this moment, Lynch held his breath.
able.
Cut in two.
The experienced police officer Natalie chose the most tricky angle and cut in from the weakest part of the instrument. The strange object with the added cutting effect was extremely sharp and easily cut off the most vulnerable parts. At the connection, only a few dings were heard, and the survey instrument fell apart. The parts inside flew around, and steam spewed out from the cracked equipment, making the surroundings of the machine feel like a fog for a while.
Everything happened too fast, and all movements were based on instinct. It was not until the machine was destroyed and steam filled the air that the two people's eyes met for the first time.
The cooperation is tacit, you really understand me.
Kong has great strength, but there is an insurmountable gap in combat awareness. Only when the two old men realized it did they feel extremely complicated for a while.
But at least it stopped the device from functioning.
Although the steam made it difficult for everyone to see clearly for a while, this in itself indicated that the equipment was damaged, not to mention that the humming of the machinery had stopped, so the machine must have been completely broken.
It was only turned on for a few seconds, so it should be fine.
Everything will be fine.
However, just as everyone was comforting themselves and the two old men wanted to ask why Lynch stopped him, a rustling sound of paper friction came from the steam.
What?
Several people's eyes turned to the direction of the sound at the same time, and through the thinning steam, they could vaguely see what was inside.
The broken machine was not completely broken. The additional output function was still retained. A piece of paper spurted out from the paper outlet and floated into the air with the steam.
This made a few people realize that even if it was only turned on for a few seconds, the machine still successfully scanned the underground situation, and then spit it out from the output device that remained intact, and the paper was covered with messy The lines can be vaguely seen as a standard circle, and there are dense criss-crossings within the circle.
Lynch only felt creepy.
It is impossible for a precision instrument to spray out drawings with graffiti for no reason. The most likely reason is that the instrument has completed its task and faithfully reflected the underground conditions surveyed. In other words, the underground has turned into what it looked like on the drawing, forming a particularly obvious closed circle and dense lines inside the circle. Now, using the survey instrument as a medium, this figure finally appeared in front of everyone.
This is by no means a good sign. The other party's ultimate goal is probably to send this pattern in and into the safe house at the core of the Dark Night Church.
We can't let him succeed.
In desperation, Lynch instinctively waved his hand. As the arm waved, his body remained intact, but the entire arm turned into a human-shaped flame, and then the flame suddenly extended forward, breaking through the length of the limb. The restrictions instantly extended to the front of the piece of paper.
However, at this moment, a strange feeling arose in everyone's heart.
No, it rose from that piece of paper.
It was a huge and terrifying will, as if it came from an unknown existence beyond recognition. It was extending its sight into this safe house through this piece of paper, peeking at everyone in the room. people.
Whether it was the volunteers who were praying, the priests who were lighting the fire, or the Trinles people who stayed by the machine, a huge sense of fear tightly gripped everyone's heart. It had been since ancient times. The mark buried in the soul is like a mortal, facing the behemoth from ancient times, facing the terrifying natural disaster that cannot be resisted. The smallness makes people despair, and the despair makes people crazy. For a moment, everyone is trembling. Lost the ability to react.
Except Lynch.
I don’t know if it is because he came from another world, but Lynch has never had the fear inherited from his soul. This fear that shocked everyone did not have much impact on him. A roll of flames, already Swallow that paper.
Burn it up for me.
However, the fragile paper showed no sign of burning. The flames stained with divine power and enough to purify the light of miracles only burned the paper in vain, but could not do anything.
The counterattack was ineffective and failed to even attract the attention of the will. The will circled around the room and finally landed on the platform, shrouding the miraculous light on the platform and everyone around it. in.
Damn it.
Lin Qi's eyes were red, and he tried his best to activate the flames to destroy the paper. However, no matter how strong the flames were, the paper remained unscathed.
"It's useless." The voice of Chairman Ole came from beside him. This eighth-level strong man was worthy of his status and was the first to regain his composure. "At this moment, the piece of paper has lost its paper. This concept has become a tool that carries Scheudemaier’s will. Unless you can defeat Scheudemaier, you cannot burn it.”
As he spoke, the old gentleman straightened his suit, stood up straight, turned his left hand over, as if holding a book, and then a thick classic with a strange light appeared in his hand.
The classics turned automatically without wind, turning the pages quickly. They were full of patterns and symbols that Lynch could not understand. The old gentleman remained motionless, staring closely at the page. His eyes suddenly lit up. He pressed the index finger of his right hand on a certain page, and then lightly touched one of the lines.
Following the old gentleman's movements, the platform suddenly flashed, and then all the people, including Judy in the flames, disappeared, leaving only the empty platform in front of Lynch.
[Power: History, Ability: Forgery of History]
“I have temporarily hidden them in history, which can guarantee that they will not be destroyed by Shudmeier’s will, but... I cannot hide the light of miracles. , It may be impossible to save it.”
Yes, the small medicine box is still floating on the platform, which has attracted all the attention of the will. The will rushed towards the small medicine box without stopping for a moment.
"No." Lynch was not in a hurry, but showed a weird smile, "I'm still here."
As he said that, he took out a conch and whispered: "Let's get started."
(End of this chapter)