Grimaldi Forum·Grand Place.
At dusk, the main square looks particularly peaceful and mysterious. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the square, dyeing everything with a warm golden color. The fountain water in the center of the square shines faintly under the reflection of the setting sun, like thousands of gems scattered in it. The water flows slowly and emits a gentle glow. The sound of running water.
Many representatives from the Youyang Security and Defense Section, the Youyang Committee, the Youyang Central Bank, and the Youyang Court were standing in the main square. They did not stay in the conference hall for the meeting, but chose the square as a meeting place.
And of course there is a reason for this.
The main reason is, of course, Delacroix's old strategy of attacking in the east and west. The people in the conference hall are all members of the [Salvation Army], and they are lying in wait for the fish to take the bait.
Of course, the fifteen steam creatures standing in the square at this time are also one of the reasons.
The copper frame outlines the majestic figure of Archaeopteryx, and the mechanical joints emit soft steam mist with every movement.
The mechanical muscles on these terrifying steam creatures flow with the movements, and the entire skeleton is connected by rivets and bolts, presenting an industrial beauty and also demonstrating the technical miracle of the Flan [Cavalry].
Their feathers are no longer traditional natural things, but are composed of copper-plated metal sheets. Each feather is inlaid with glowing steam pipes, from which flickering light flows. These metal feathers swing lightly, driven by steam, as if playing a mysterious mechanical movement.
The top of the fuselage is a huge glass dome. Through the glass, you can see the precise steam mechanism operating inside. These mechanisms make a rhythmic roar, like a huge steam engine, injecting energy into every part of Archaeopteryx.
The external hardpoints on the wings are equipped with various steampunk warfare equipment, and air-to-air missiles are arranged on the wings, carrying huge steam kinetic energy warheads. There are some active enemy-seeking missiles hidden in the belly bomb bay, and each missile is full of destructive power. The bomb bay on the side is inlaid with mysterious thaumaturgy combat missiles, emitting a strange runic light.
Hiss~
The white smoke pouring out from the steam exhaust port of the fuselage curls around it like mysterious ritual smoke.
The cheeks of senior officials and technical modulators were enveloped by a slight heat, feeling as if they were in a steam greenhouse. Wadsworth, the leader of the team, endured it silently.
His eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man who had just entered the square and was marveling at one of the Archaeopteryx.
"Isn't this Mr. Delacroix, one of the Three Kings? Don't get too close to those iron lumps, or you may be burned beyond recognition by the steam." Wadsworth tightened the black cane in his hand and said in a teasing tone. .
"It's so majestic. No matter how many times I see it, I will always be fascinated by these things." Delacroix took back his hand stroking the copper plate and replied, "Wadsworth, don't worry. My old classmates and colleagues are talking so harshly to each other, but we are still colleagues after all.”
“Colleague, you betrayed the Central Bank, didn’t know about the emergence of the [Financial Beast], and even condoned Monte. The Carlo Security Bureau assassinated federal agents of the Edici Federation, worsened international conflicts, deliberately caused bureaucratic harm, condoned corruption, and even wanted to attack local military bases and seek military independence..." Wadsworth He clasped his cane tightly with both hands, and the bulging veins on his hands proved his anger at this time.
"You fucking know what you're doing!"
Facing Wadsworth who was yelling at him, Delacroix shrugged.
He knew that if possible, the other party would definitely drive these fifteen Archaeopteryx to turn him into ashes on the spot, but he knew it was impossible because many cardinals from the Salvation Army were standing beside him.
These red archbishops wear bright red cassocks, with a red gauze belt passing diagonally from the left shoulder and tied to the right waist. They wear a red miter, with the three folds clearly visible.
A red cloak covered them, hanging from their shoulders to the ground, looking solemn and elegant. They wore cardinal rings in their hands, shining with gold and inlaid with cross patterns. The hat ring on the head is purple and simply covers the top of the head, highlighting their status.
A total of five cardinals stood beside Delacroix, and their presence itself carried an indescribable pressure. Their faces are obscured by tall pointed hats, leaving only the part below the eyes exposed. And those eyes were as deep as the endless void, as if they could swallow up all life and light.
“Don’t be too arrogant. We are just for reform. I just want Monte Carlo to achieve extraordinary independence at the national level. We need time to build our own pedigree. We need international recognition to fully join. In Terra's truly extraordinary system, we can better prepare for the upcoming drastic changes." Delacroix didn't take it to heart about Representative Youyang's gaffe, and instead replied with a smile.
"Let the people of your own country bleed and sacrifice, let Youyang be exposed to the great pollution of Memu, let countless individuals die because of you, and let the Youyang countries face an even more cruel crisis of collapse. This is what you call reform."
The cane held by Wordsworth's hands hit the ground hard, and with his actions, fifteen nearby Archaeopteryx were about to move, and they opened themselves up towards Delacroix. mouths, and then, a huge stream of steam spurted out from their mouths, instantly filling the surrounding space.
Facing the steam of Archaeopteryx, one of the five cardinals stood up. A strange ripple of air burst out from him, and all the steam around him began to disappear as the ripples spread.
The other four cardinals raised their hands wearing cardinal rings, and a thaumaturgic wave was brewing on the rings; on the other side, many central officials behind Wadsworth directly took out their hands from their waists. The thaumaturgic kinetic energy gun was pointed at the cardinal, and the fifteen Archeopteryx eyes began to flash strange red. The red dots of the lasers mounted on the copper-plated wings were aimed directly at the enemy.
The scene suddenly became tense.
"Don't do anything, don't do anything. I'm in my early fifties and can't stand these stimulations." Delacroix stretched out his hands to signal the cardinal to retreat. The cardinal looked at him and finally retreated silently.
"Wadsworth, we haven't reached that point yet. These are the things we are negotiating for this time."
Delacroix looked at his old classmates and was filled with satisfaction. He said with a solemn face:
“We took Professor Ross’s politics class together when we were in college. You should know that the constituent elements of a country are not individuals, but are composed of individuals with subjective consciousness. Build society, and then the country. "So, those who have no sense of subjectivity are so unimportant in your eyes!
Moreover, why are you dissatisfied with the central government's reforms? The central government's authoritarian integration is just a new extraordinary ideology. What matters is what can be done to best benefit the people of the central government! In fact, what is more conducive to extraordinary reform is the autocracy in the extraordinary rather than the pluralistic and fragmented part. "Wadsworth refuted Delacroix.
"Wadsworth, you and I both understand that we have been avoiding a problem, but we have to face that problem again - whether to Use extraordinary dictatorship to unify all mankind. Delacroix clenched his right fist, "Wise kings and wise extraordinary institutions may not always be able to maintain their own sanity and humanity; the Oletin Empire and the Daevite Empire are examples. We have all been to Oletin." Having studied in mainland China, we are aware of the cruelty there. We have also visited Daeva’s [Sleepless City] and the Atlases, and are even more aware of their cruelty. Therefore, we absolutely cannot place our hopes on one individual, group of people or people. In the hands of an extraordinary group. ”
“The harm of bureaucracy is not the social contradiction caused by the political corruption of a person or a group of people. It is only part of the harm. It can only be regarded as a benign tumor problem at best; the real harm of bureaucracy is Being able to see the corruption of that group of people, but being unable to make any criticism or correct their state, is the real harm. Youyang is heading towards the hell where Daeva is, running wildly on the road to slavery.
You hope that you can rule over any words and memories of mankind like the Kingdom of Heaven, but you are unable to have the courage to be extraordinary like them; they even insert knives into their own bodies to control out-of-control situations, but you don’t Dare you, you are not fantasists or idealists, you are utilitarians. ”
“Wadsworth! The Meme virus is so desperate! [War Ideology], [Rab], [Strangeness], [Happy Virus], [Entertainment to Death], [Nipple Fun], [Ideological Disease], [De-Individualized Virus]...too many , too much, too much! ! ! ”
"Thoughtful people are full of viruses in their thoughts, while most of the rest of the people are in the desert of thoughts, and the silent majority are slowly suffocating in the desert of thoughts."
"You Let’s look at the current situation, what are the many forces of Terra doing?”
“In front of mankind are smart enemies and stalwart enemies, and behind mankind are incompetent companions and similar people with evil intentions. . We must fight both at the same time. And I am not the target, so I can only move in the direction of my heart.
Everyone is like that, just like the hunter in the dark forest. No one dares to believe anyone, no one dares to really light a bonfire to light the way forward, who dares? Heaven? Or you? "
"So, no matter what, Monte Carlo must complete the national level. Extraordinary independence, no matter what the cost, no matter how many sacrifices you make!”
The more Delacroix spoke, the more excited he became. His face was extremely red and full of unspeakable passion. His temples have long since turned gray, and his face is no longer young, but his tone of voice is louder and more powerful than any young and powerful person.
Did he do anything wrong?
Wadsworth didn't know how to evaluate this. He only knew his current mission. He was here to suppress the spread of the riot.
"Delacroix, Youyang will not become the next Daeva, you should have confidence in this. Let the people of [Relief Society] and [Salvation Army] withdraw from Monte Carlo and interrupt the bureaucracy The spread of harm and the anti-curtain movement, and the rest, we can negotiate," Wadsworth said seriously.
“You know it’s impossible. No one will hand over the power to carry out violence. All our negotiations are based on violence. I can stop the bureaucratic harm and the anti-curtain movement. I can even make the government and The Security Bureau stopped the internal fighting and restored social order, but I cannot let the [Salvation Army] leave. Monte Carlo’s extraordinary independence itself includes them.” Delacroix rejected the negotiation proposed by Youyang representative.
"Haha, your independence means binding them to the same chariot as you. In the end, Monte Carlo will always be dependent on others." Wadsworth couldn't help but sneer.
"Nothing can be accomplished overnight. I always have to try to take the first step." Delacroix continued in a calm tone: "We all take a step back. I will implement the conditions proposed above. You I agree with the rationality of the [Salvation Army] in Monte Carlo, I promise..."
Delacroix suddenly closed his mouth mid-sentence, and the [Square in his body] -K] directly connected to his spirituality, and then floated out of his body secretly.
[Block-K] A burly humanoid entity with ancient knight armor and a red cloak. His left hand holds a huge square shield with a capital "K" in the center of the shield. , holding a sharp golden dagger in his right hand.
Delacroix subconsciously wanted to explain, but [Diamond-K] directly controlled his head to look at the sky, and then he saw countless eyes appearing on the sky.
They do not belong to any living thing, but hang independently in mid-air, full of mysteries and unknowns. The color of those eyes was as dark as the endless universe, as if it could swallow all the light. Whenever he tried to escape from their sight, they seemed to follow them consciously, and the indifference and judgment they revealed made his soul tremble.
A sense of horror swallowed him up, and he fell into a state of rigidity on the spot.
The cardinals and Wordsworth on the side realized something was wrong. A cardinal immediately stood up, stretched out his hand, and a beam of light shot out from his nails.
[Indulgence·Law (Light)——]
The dense plasma beams were tightly entangled around him and Delacroix like intertwined network cables. These beams of light were as brilliant as iridescence, converging around him and forming an invisible shield. Each beam of light is a high-energy energy flow, shining with unimaginable intensity, and they dance in the air.
[Plasma beam·turbulence! ! ! ]
Countless plasma beams were densely interlaced and shot towards a distorted place in the void. There, a Möbius strip flashed past, and a handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes appeared there. His right hand was squeezing the neck of a figure who was wailing in pain.
Facing the dense plasma beams, the blond young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and a crown made of thorns appeared on his head.
He let go of the person in his hand, raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and ordered:
"Disperse!"
It’s no longer possible, lactic acid has accumulated and it hurts like hell(*)