I Have A Sanctuary At American Comics

Since then, like everyone else in the world, Saint Seiya, Gold Saint Seiya, Karen York, has left a deep imprint in her heart.

Exist like a god.

She knew that, no matter what, she must not provoke Antonia.

Therefore, when implementing certain plans, they avoid Antonia directly, and even its related forces or people.

And because of that, he's been completely safe - unharmed for so long.

The guy who was hostile to Antonia before ended tragically, such as Pierce, she also received news some time ago that there seems to be a Saint Seiya figure in the Eagle Kingdom, and one of the factions of Blood Clan was destroyed.

At the time, she secretly scoffed at Blood Clan's self-control.

As a result, disaster has come to her head now.

She just wants to kill now, and she can't wait to throw the idiots who provoked Antonia into the snake's nest.

Roar took a deep breath and said coldly: "Stop all connections between the bases, close the power and power systems, close all connections with the outside world, and open the underground storage granaries. The granaries of all bases should be enough to support one or two months. "

She wants to cut off all contact with the outside world, whether it is reality or the Internet, electricity and so on.

As long as the contact with the outside world is cut off, the other party should not be able to detect the base no matter what means they use.

She was thankful for the preparations she had made.

This time, it was a great success.

"Understood, ma'am."

Not only Lady Viper, but the leaders of the rest of the HYDRA factions were also outraged.

Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, lush forests, reefs and nearby small islands form a huge amount of archipelago.

Inside one of the unremarkable islands in the archipelago, countless people in combat uniforms and some work clothes are constantly shuttled to work.

The interior of the island is hollowed out to connect the sea below the island, like a natural cave.

The entire base is extremely concealed.

In the base a room with a touch of European style, the room is very simple but gorgeous, the room is round, against the wall, with a fixed circle of benches, red curtain, shiny intarsia floor, green There are many tables in the middle of the columns, gold, silver and glassware glittering on the white tablecloth.

A copy of the oil painting hangs horizontally. It depicts a young girl with one hand in one hand, her beautiful eyes drooping slightly, and there, in deep contemplation.

Many books are displayed on the shelves, and the style also shows the character of the owner of this room.

In the room, a middle-aged man with white hair was sitting in front of the desk with a blue face, exuding a cold breath, watching the information circulating on the tablet on the table, and the other communicator beside him that kept making sounds.

"Damn, is it still noticed?"

The pair of gentle eyes behind the white frame flashed a trace of panic, but it was immediately covered by ambition.

His name is Whitehall, and he was originally a colleague of Red Skull. For some reason, he has a terrible vitality and a huge lifespan.

He is now both excited and terrified.

Excited about his success, terrified of the man who couldn't straight Roar Name.

"But it's okay, as long as those guys don't show up, my warriors are the strongest, even if that Ophe comes. 35

The white-haired middle-aged man felt the majestic vitality and power in his body, and the skyrocketing power swallowed his reason.

He was immersed in the kind of picture that could easily destroy everything.

"A bunch of idiots, as long as you give me time, any Saint Seiya, any Antonia, any card... will be my stepping stone to inform this planet."

He didn't dare to say the name that made him terrified and excited, but he seemed to think of the picture of him ruling everything in the future, with a creepy smile on the corner of his mouth.

This didn't last long, and then he fell into deep thought and whispered: "Now our warriors are not strong enough, we have to hide, if it really attracts his attention, I'm afraid everything I do will be turned into nothing. Make bubbles.

He's proud, conceited but also smart.

He should be proud, that man evolved into a god with the body of a human, and that powerful power filled him with longing, and made a series of studies, I don't know how many people died.

But this power is not available.

When he learned that someone had that man's blood, he knew that his chance had come.

After spending countless days and nights, he finally succeeded. Not only did he develop thousands of super warriors that surpassed the limits of human beings, but he also possessed such power.

Just give him enough time.

He can have an army of super soldiers, and at that time, no one can stop him from ruling the world.

Even a vanishing sanctuary.

He just needs to dormant now, dormant waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the moment in his fantasy to come.

By then, his army will be sweeping everything.

In the fantasy, he stood up and walked out of the room. He went through countless passages to the training ground, the most empty base in the island.

On the training ground, thousands of men and women in black tight-fitting combat uniforms stood.

Everyone's face was expressionless, and their whole body exuded an incomparably cold breath. When they gathered together, the air of the entire training ground was slightly distorted. The rest of the HYDRA warriors couldn't even get close, because once they got close to a distance of 100 meters, they would end up being killed by that person. The terrifying aura was crushed like a Beast.

And Whitehall didn't care, he walked in front of these super soldiers, looked at the cold faces, and looked at his eyes full of fanaticism.

A low voice transmits the entire training ground.

"My great warriors, I give you powers that surpass human and godlike powers, and we are about to complete the great HYDRA's mission to rule the planet. 99

"But we're not strong enough right now, we need time."

"The enemy is coming, and that's those damn holy warriors, that damn sanctuary. 35

"Are you afraid?"

The passionate and bewitching voice reached the ears of all the super soldiers, and everyone roared in unison: "HYDRA Hail."

Huge amounts of sound waves shook the entire interior of the island, and even knocked down countless rubble from the ceiling above the training ground.

The frenzy swelled, and Whitehall nodded in satisfaction: "Very good."

(Please ask for a monthly ticket for flowers, thank you guys, thank you..) Ten.