Chapter 506: Massacre
On the high platform.
The heads of the federation, who were originally sitting on the twelve chairmen, were frightened by the huge stone sword falling from the sky in front of them.
They opened their mouths wide, but no sound came out of their throats.
The eyes widened and the pupils shrank sharply.
In such an unexpected situation, their bodies stiffened instinctively, and unknown fear suddenly struck them.
But soon, all twelve people stood up from their seats and backed away, trying to stay away from the weird stone giant sword.
Whoosh!
Under the high platform, the representatives of the five hundred states and families were also in an uproar.
“What’s going on?!”
"Is it an accident?!"
"General, this is terrible!"
"Let's go! Get out of here quickly!"
Just as the crowd was about to leave, As they rushed from the aisle toward the exit, an accident happened again.
On the high platform, a horizontal black line suddenly appeared. This black line was seven or eight meters long, directly crossing three of the chairman members.
These three people are two men and one woman.
Their expressions were dull and their movements were frozen instantly.
Soon, he stopped at the waist!
The body was cut open by that terrible black line!
Blood spurts out, internal organs and broken arms fall!
The black line then opened into a slit, like an eye slowly opening. The crack is extremely deep, and it feels like a crimson starry sky.
A figure slowly walked out of the crack.
The remaining nine chairpersons on the high platform looked at this figure in horror - this was a white-haired old man, holding a long sword that was crystal clear and looked like a ruby.
Eighteen swirling patterns flowed on the sword.
"Pala Celsus!"
"It's the Chairman of the Bremen Empire! The chief aide of the tyrant Caesar!"
"Is it him?!"
"This is the beheading operation launched by the Empire against us!"
"Guards!!"
A female chairperson in her 50s and 60s screamed, calling out in fear to the federal guards stationed at the "Broadway Hall".
Dozens of guards wearing tan uniforms and berets rushed forward. They moved quickly, holding submachine guns and shooting at the old man holding a sword on the high platform.
Da da da!
Da da da da da! !
In an instant, gunfire burst out and bullets rained down on the high platform.
But he saw the white-haired old man with an expressionless face, holding a blood-red sword in one hand, throwing out afterimages of silver sword light.
Ding-ding-ding-ding! !
The bullet was accurately blocked by the long sword, causing sparks to fly.
While the stray bullets were flying, the old man was unscathed.
In the guard team, a middle-aged man at the head clearly recognized the identity of the white-haired old man, and his face was horrified.
"Pala Celsus! Why did he come here?!"
The middle-aged guard captain gritted his teeth and raised his hand to wave.
"Mystic, follow me to encircle and suppress the imperial assassins!"
Following his order, five or six of the guards rushed forward.
This middle-aged guard captain is a level 3 spiritual mystic, while the rest are all level 2.
They know that the enemy is extremely powerful, but at the moment they can only fight desperately. If they can delay for one second, they can buy one second for reinforcements.
Only by waiting for the "Golden Army" to arrive can the safety of the congressmen be ensured and the assassin never come back!
But they had just rushed out more than ten meters, and before they could get close to the high platform, a scarlet arc of electricity popped out from the fingers of the white-haired old man, hitting the middle-aged guard captain in the middle.
There was a crackle.
The man was decomposed on the spot and disappeared without a trace.
Only a trace of smoke is left in place.
But it's not over yet.
The red arc actually had a splitting reaction, leaping and bouncing like a chain of lightning onto the five or six people behind.
The few people who followed the guard captain in the charge followed suit before they had time to react, and were instantly decomposed and disappeared.
Parra raised his left hand slightly, and "soldiers" the size of fingers appeared in his palm, like children's toys.
It was the guard captain and others who were decomposed by him.
Whoosh!
Pala didn't look sideways, and suddenly swung the "Philosopher's Sword" to the right in his hand.
The brilliant silver sword light formed an arc and crescent shape, swept across, and directly killed the two male chairman members who were trying to escape.
While the two men were running wildly, their necks were broken by the silver light. Their heads couldn't keep up with their bodies and rolled down halfway.
Thump thump!
The body continued to run forward for a few steps, and then suddenly fell into a pool of blood. Blood spurted out, his limbs twitched twice, and there was no movement.
"I advise you not to try to escape."
Parra said to the seven chairpersons behind him who had frightened faces without looking back.
“Stay here honestly.”
“…”
The seven chairpersons looked at each other, not daring to speak, and did not dare to imitate the two members whose heads were missing.
The next second, their pupils shrank sharply and their mouths opened wide in fear.
I saw the five fingers of the white-haired old man's raised left hand clasped together, and scarlet arcs of electricity burst out from between the fingers, making a crackling sound.
The "Soldier" toy was remade. Immediately, a dark heavy machine gun appeared in his hand. A yellow bullet belt extended from the magazine above the gun body and was dragged to the ground, covering six or seven layers.
The bullets of this machine gun are finger-long and can be fired with ferocious firepower and can easily tear apart a human body!
The old man looked indifferent, holding a gun in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, then he pointed at the crowd in the audience and pulled the trigger.
Thud, tug, tug, tug, tug! ! !
The gun flame spurted out half a meter long, flickering endlessly.
The ear-piercing high-frequency gunfire roared suddenly, and a storm of bullets whizzed past. The crowd of second-seat congressmen in the audience suddenly suffered heavy casualties, with limbs, blood, and internal organs flying everywhere.
Leather seats, human bodies, and ceramic tiles were all torn to pieces.
“Ah!”
“Ahh!!”
Screams, screams, and cries were endless.
Parra was indifferent to this. He never let go of the trigger, but slowly turned the muzzle of the gun, spreading the ballistics across the crowd.
Thug, tug, tug, tug, tug! !
Shooting and killing, blood mist exploded.
In less than a minute, hundreds of the 500 second-seat members fell down immediately. Most of the others were injured by stray bullets and tramples. For a time, the "Bai Lao Assembly Hall" was in chaos. Make a ball.
The noise is endless and the panic is boiling!
A small part of the crowd finally escaped to the exit, but they soon discovered in despair that the carved wooden door had disappeared...
Instead, there was a thick stone wall!
The stone walls are also engraved with rows of names of innocent people who died in bombings in the cities of Braque and Bosvia.
The exits, windows and escape routes were all blocked by Parra in advance and blocked with stone walls made on the spot using alchemy. The members of the Assembly Hall were unable to escape at all!
We can only wait for death to come!
“Ah!!”
This group of federal congressmen, who were originally in high positions and had good reputations, all showed their ugliness at this moment.
They screamed, cried, and hammered the stone wall, trying to escape, trying to stay away from the devilish white-haired old man on the high platform.
But the gunfire did not stop, and the bullets followed closely, tearing apart the group of people blocking the exit.
The smell of blood was so strong that it seemed to be condensed, the corpse rolled and fell, and the noise stopped abruptly.
The seven chairman members on the high platform were trembling all over, their faces were pale, and they were sweating like rain. Their hearts were shaken, and they looked at this scene in disbelief, almost fainting from fear.
"Devil..."
An old woman raised her finger, pointed tremblingly at Parra, who was holding a gun and a sword in front of her, and made a hoarse voice.
"You damn devil! Para Celsus! The Federation will definitely pay for what you did today with blood!"
"Leonidas The Speaker will definitely destroy your Bremen Empire! The people of the Empire will be wiped out from this world!"
The "Leonida" Speaker in her mouth is like the head of the empire.
In fact, it is the alter ego of "Blind General" Baldini in November Sichen.
"Then just let Leonidas try."
Parra said without looking back as he shot at the crowd.
Significantly, he didn’t take the old woman’s threat to heart.
Both sides are fighting to the death, so why fear revenge?
And the reason why he wanted to make a machine gun for killing was actually to save energy.
Pala is old and no longer in her prime.
He cannot fight for a long time, so he must maintain his best condition to face the subsequent encirclement and suppression.
At the end of his life, Parra came to the Federation alone with great ambitions, and he would not fall down easily.
His determination is as strong as iron, and he will burn every ounce of his strength to make the Federation taste pain and break his bones!
This massacre at the "Hundred Hall", with many representatives from various states and families dead, will surely plunge the federation into turmoil for a long time.
It can be foreseen that a turmoil caused by Pala will begin in the federal territory!
Boom! ! !
Suddenly.
There was another huge roar.
The entire Great Hall trembled.
The exit door blocked by the alchemy stone wall suddenly exploded, sending countless debris flying.
Boom boom boom! !
The roars continued one after another.
The sealed windows were also broken open.
Groups of menacing troops filed in, rushing into the hall through the doors and windows.
The members of this army are all tall and strong, with the average height of each person being more than two meters. They were heavy-backed, wearing tan military uniforms, "gas masks" on their heads, and strange square metal backpacks connected to breathing tubes.
"The Golden Army is finally here..."
Seeing this, Pala calmly turned his gun and shot at the encircling army.
“I have been waiting for a long time.”
Chug tug tug tug! !
The bullets hit this group of heavily armed soldiers, but they only staggered and did not fall down. Even though his body was full of bullet holes, not even a drop of blood was shed.
Pala was not surprised by this.
Because he knew very well that the Federation's "Golden Army" had fully completed biochemical transformation, and these soldiers had separated from the mortal body.
“Are all ordinary members already at Beta level?”
Parra dropped the machine gun casually, making a loud clang sound and said indifferently.
Beta-level biochemically modified people have the physical fitness of level 3 mystics, and those who are outstanding can even reach the general level of level 4.
He looked at the leading officers again.
These officers also wore "gas masks", but in addition to military uniforms, they also wore windbreakers and their hands were covered with black leather gloves with snake scale patterns.
“Even the officers have reached the Alpha level!”
Alpha-level biochemicals have completely exceeded the limits of the human body and have the same physical fitness as those of Kusei. The outstanding ones can theoretically reach level 5 or even level 6!
(End of this chapter)