2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"Take your director and get out of here quickly. I can't last long in a head-on confrontation."

After resisting two attacks from the Molten Lord in succession, Luo Beiyuan's face already showed a tired look. Even though his superpower has a certain degree of restraint effect on flames, and he is still awakening for the second time, it is still a bit reluctant to face the king-level alien species alone.

Wu Shisan had already prepared emergency treatment for Yan Yiming's injury, carried him on his back, and turned around and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. If he dies, I probably won't be able to survive in Menxia City." Luo Beiyuan grinned.

Protecting the life and safety of the deputy director of the Special Branch Bureau was an order personally issued by the previous generation of the umbrella handle, the man who single-handedly founded the Black Umbrella. If you succeed, you will be promoted to the umbrella. If you fail, your hard work for more than ten years will be in vain.

Wu Shisan didn't have the energy to think deeply about the meaning of the other party's words, so he forced himself to run towards the back while carrying the deputy director on his back.

However, before he ran far, Luo Beiyuan's anxious shout suddenly came from behind: "It's over, you guys come back first!"

Wu Shisan looked back and saw that the opponent's figure was wrapped in black water and he was rushing towards this direction at an extremely fast speed.

Behind him, a pitch-black "meteorite" with cracks on its surface flashing with red light quickly enlarged in his field of vision, dragging a long tail of flames in the sky and crashing down like a destruction of the world.

The molten demon lord probably felt that the pure flame attack was unable to deal with the black water flow. Seeing that two humans wanted to escape, this time he directly kneaded the semi-solidified lava into a ball and threw it over.

This is a king-level alien species, and any single strike has extremely terrifying power. It's like a bored human being picked up a piece of gravel on the roadside and threw it into the ant nest in the grass.

Wu Shisan ran back decisively, and the distance between him and Luo Beiyuan quickly closed. The dark water swallowed up the three of them in the blink of an eye, forming a sphere with a diameter of only two meters in place.

"boom!!"

With a deafening loud noise, the ground under Wu Shisan's feet cracked, and he was caught off guard and almost fell in. Fortunately, Luo Beiyuan controlled the black water to cover the area under his feet in time.

The dark water almost blocked all light. Wu Shisan, half-kneeling in the water cover, could hardly see anything clearly, but he could clearly feel the violent fluctuations of the surrounding water. The shock caused by the terrifying attack, which was like a falling meteorite, was being resolved in this way.

Luo Beiyuan's face looked ugly at this time, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat. Although his second awakening ability [Abyssal Water] has the characteristics of swallowing and dissolving power, and can ignore most conventional physical attack methods on weekdays, after all, every ability has its upper limit.

The "small stones" casually thrown by the Molten Demon Lord almost broke through the defensive critical point of [Abyss Water]. He concentrated all his efforts to barely maintain the water ball and prevent the three of them from being smashed into pulp.

If only that kid was here, this level of attack should be nothing to him.

Luo Beiyuan looked back behind him, but what he saw was only extremely blurry darkness.

It's really unexpected that these two people are actually brothers.

Moreover, the deputy director is the younger brother, and that boy is the older brother.

Crash...the black water ball disintegrated.

When the outside scene came into view again, Luo Beiyuan's heartbeat almost stopped.

The Melting Demon Lord unexpectedly took advantage of the opportunity and rushed over here. At this time, he was only two or three streets away from several people. The huge body of tens of meters almost covered the entire sky. The hot breath emanating from the surface of the body made people feel that their chest and lungs were burning, as if they were in a sauna with an overheated temperature.

Its right arm was raised high, like a black train that had derailed the track. The wheels and the rails collided with each other, sending out dazzling sparks all over the sky, and roared towards it with a scalding wind.

"Let's go!" Luo Beiyuan didn't look back and shouted loudly, holding his neck.

Like a dam opening, black water suddenly spurted out from under his feet, intertwining in mid-air into a dark tsunami and rushing forward.

"Roar!"

With the deafening roar of the Molten Lord, the burning train crashed into the black wave.

...

In the dim room, the bishop in gray and white classical robes suddenly jumped up from the sofa, his eyes full of excitement: "Finally, I am finally going to die. The man who controls the black water flow does have something, but he is absolutely Maybe he can resist this attack head on."

The man wearing a husky mask stood beside him, tilting his head slightly, as if he noticed something, but his expression could not be seen clearly under the mask.

The next second, the bishop's smile froze.

After a punch hit the dark water curtain, the Molten Lord suddenly lost his balance in a strange way. His tall body shook twice, and then fell crookedly to the side.

"Sure enough, someone is here again." The husky man raised his eyebrows.

Just now, he keenly heard a muffled sound that should not have been present at the scene.

Even though they were hundreds of meters away, and even though the environment there was noisy, filled with all kinds of collisions, explosions and roars of giant beasts, his specialized hearing could still capture and distinguish the two abnormal sounds.

In addition, because this was the carefully selected auditorium with the best view, he saw a lot even though the stage was almost covered in smoke and flames.

The moment the huge fist collided with the dark tide, the left leg of the Molten Lord seemed to be impacted by an invisible force, and a large number of cracks and dents appeared in the rock armor covering the surface.

In addition, a huge wound on its flank was also attacked. The wound that was already covered with thin dark red scabs burst, and a large amount of golden solid-liquid mixture similar to magma erupted from it.

If nothing else, those two secret muffled sounds were produced in this way.

"Your Majesty Bishop..." Eugene's cautious questioning voice suddenly came from behind the two of them.

The bishop was feeling depressed at this time. He turned around and roared: "What happened again!"

Eugene raised his head slightly and said with some hesitation: "That intern from the Special Branch... has some weird powers."

Thinking about these three words now, I feel funny.

Just now, he heard the news about that kid again, and his already quiet desire for revenge suddenly became restless, which made him speak these words impulsively.

Golden eyes?

"Do you know what you are talking about?" The man's voice was very soft, as if he was talking in his sleep.

How many "god eyes" are there in the world?

However, Eugene still didn't seem to give up. He took a half step forward and lowered his voice: "That guy... that guy, it seems... he seems to have golden eyes."

"Really?" The man in the husky mask seemed to be a little interested. He tilted his head slightly and looked over: "What level of genetic warrior is he?"

"A-level defensive ability, [Silver Guard], I have fought against him before. He was able to easily trap the No. 13 Holy Beast for 10 minutes, and also 'killed' me once. Of course, he can It's nothing special to 'kill' me. The main thing I want to say is that his defensive power seems to be very powerful..."

"I suggest..." Eugene glanced at the man wearing a husky mask next to him: "Let the Son of God go and deal with that guy. Otherwise, when he arrives, I'm afraid he will be the one who kills the deputy director. resistance."

"The person here is the Molten Lord, a king-level alien species. How could there be an idiot who is not afraid of death and rushes here?!" The bishop was shocked and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they are just a few little minions who don't know the heights of the world. If it were The elite officers of the Special Branch are in some trouble.

"Eugene, I find that you are becoming more and more courageous. In order to let the 'Son of God' take revenge for you, you dare to make up such a lie?" The bishop's voice was cold and without any emotion.

"A-level defensive power." The bishop sneered, somewhat unconcerned. Then he turned to look to his side and asked, "Do you want to go?"

He was very aware of the temperament of his subordinate. In his early years, he suffered a lot of discrimination due to congenital deformities. He was extremely narrow-minded and could be said to be retributive. The intern had "killed" Eugene once. The guy was probably blinded by hatred and made up lies.

Yes, there did seem to be a golden light flashing in the intern's eyes, but in fact, Eugene himself didn't know if he was dazzled. Originally, he had almost forgotten about it, but after seeing that the "Son of God" was unwilling to take action, he racked his brains to recall this small detail.

"Can you confirm their identities?" The bishop frowned.

The man in the husky mask did not reply, but just shook his head.

If China really has a warrior with golden eyed genes, it is not certain that he is afraid of breaking in his hands and melting in his mouth. How can he be allowed to run around in a dangerous city where alien species are rampant?

Eugene lowered his head and responded: "I just received news that a member of the congregation saw three people rushing this way. One of the men was entangled by the holy beasts outside, but there was also a young man and woman approaching quickly."

"Forget it." The man looked away.

The atmosphere in the room was strangely quiet. The little boy George sitting on the sofa changed his posture uncomfortably, his little face full of uneasiness.

"It should be... E-class..."

"I saw twice that there seemed to be a golden light flickering deep in the eyes of that kid. His powers should not have this effect... But I'm not sure... I'm not sure if I saw it wrong... ...." Eugene explained hesitantly while complaining in his heart.

Rather than kill a mere E-level genetic warrior, he would rather stay here and watch how the black and white teams of the Special Branch and Black Umbrella work together to deal with the king-level alien species.

"Huh?" The bishop frowned.

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene felt that the air in the room suddenly solidified. The bishop and the man in the husky mask turned around at the same time, four pairs of eyes staring at his face.

"Do you really believe his lies?" The bishop frowned slightly and pointed at the short man kneeling on the ground.

"Whatever you want to express, just say the conclusion."

Eugene's originally heated head was so frightened that it completely cooled down. He knelt on the ground with a plop, his voice trembling: "Two...twice."

Eugene became a little anxious when he saw it. He gritted his teeth and said, "That kid's body control ability is very good. He feels like a fighting master."

"The man is suspected to be a black umbrella officer, and the man and woman are respectively an intern from the Haicang District Special Branch Bureau and an agent from the Strange Detective Division."

"What twice?"

"Let me go." The husky man suddenly said.

"Go and take a look. I'll be back soon." The man smiled slightly, turned and walked towards the door.

He can still clearly remember the hateful face of that intern and the pain he suffered when his head exploded. If someone hadn't come, he would definitely have stayed and killed the other person before leaving.