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While the few people were talking, the divine power consumed by his battle with Zhang Jue had also recovered to seven or eighty-eight.

The two sides almost came to the same starting line again.

Zhang Jue held Yang Xue's hand, and Uriel led the angels to the back of 343.

This battle that determines the fate of mankind is about to break out.

……

All eyes were attracted by the decisive battle ahead.

Authority headquarters is empty.

Strictly speaking, it is not empty.

Number two and number five are still here.

Everyone rushed to the gate to watch the battle.

Only these two people are still sitting in their office.

There was a knock on the door.

Number Two rubbed his eyebrows and opened the office door.

He was not surprised to see that Number Five was waiting for him outside the door.

"Lester, we should go."

said number five.

Number two glanced back at his desk, then nodded.

Except for some extremists, in fact, most of the staff in the administration did not intend to surrender, and everyone had their own ideas.

And the reason why they stay here is to keep things within an acceptable range as much as possible.

This is also the task left to them before No. [-] died.

Bear the burden of humiliation, stay to be a dog for the enemy, and delay the time for the enemy to slaughter humans as much as possible.

Because only they are the most familiar with the Administration, and know how to play tricks under the noses of the enemy and let more people go.

So for so long, Europe fell.

Now that Zhang Jue has reached the gate of the management bureau, there is no need for them to stay here any longer.

However, just as the two were about to go down the stairs, they met another person head-on.

It was the founder of the ethics committee, the bald old man Salisbury.

"Where are you going?"

His appearance directly made the plan of the two slipping away come to nothing.

No. [-] and No. [-] originally thought that everyone was attracted by the big battle ahead, and the five old men of the ethics committee were dead, and no one would notice them.

But they never expected that this Salisbury would appear in front of them.

Unlike those five old men, Salisbury possessed supernatural powers and should be 343's first human assistant.

Although No. [-] and No. [-] have never seen him make a move, their strength should be a level higher than theirs.

If there is a sneak attack, there may still be a possibility of success, but in a head-to-head battle, the two who have already exhausted their cards have no possibility of winning.

"Where are you going?" Salisbury asked again, his voice low but oppressive.

Seeing that there is no need to forbear at this time, no matter what the final result is, No. [-] and No. [-] have no way out.

The two stood in front of each other, ready to fight.

Salisbury snorted.

"Understood."

He looked at No. [-]: "I told you a long time ago, we have already mastered the location of your body, and it will only take a few minutes to kill you."

As he spoke, he took out a black remote control and pressed the red button on it.

Thousands of miles away on the Antarctic permafrost, a huge iceberg was blown up and sank to the bottom of the sea.

Sleeping Beauty in the crystal coffin inside has her eyes closed forever.

No. [-] and the mixed score have cooperated before, and one of her goals is to put her own body in the Antarctic.

She probably didn't expect that Bill Holden, the leader of the mixed points, betrayed her on the first day he took refuge in 343.

Five clutched his heart, fell to the ground in pain, convulsed for a moment, and died.

Salisbury looked at No. [-]: "Lester, among the thirteen of you, I was most optimistic about you, but you disappointed me too much."

Number two smiled.

"There is an old saying in country C, which is called 'different ways, don't conspire with each other.', we are not from the same way, and your optimism is meaningless."

Although he knew he had lost to Salisbury, the eyes of No. [-] were very calm.

Within today, everything will be over.

Salisbury said lightly: "Then, Lester, goodbye."

After he said this, number two was ready to fight.

However, suddenly, a sharp knife pierced his chest.

"Uh--"

Number Two looked back in horror.

Seeing his son, Angelo, holding a slender dagger in a forward stabbing position.

Seeing him turn around, Angelo's eyes dimmed slightly.

"I'm sorry father, I don't want to do this either."

Lester smiled.

"Son, I know you too well. No one can force you. No. [-] has told me that you are suspicious, but I still don't want to believe it. Now it seems that I was wrong."

Angelo lowered his head.

He was a little scared and didn't dare to look into his father's eyes.

Leicester was right, it was not forced by others at all, and he even suggested it to Salisbury himself, because only in this way, Salisbury and 343 would really believe him.

"Father, you have taught me since I was a child that to achieve great things, you need to know how to give up."

"So you gave me up?"

"..."

"I'm sorry, father."

Angelo didn't dare to look his father in the eyes from the beginning to the end. After apologizing at the end, he pulled the dagger out of No. [-]'s back.

No. [-] vomited blood, fell to the ground slowly, and died.

"Okay, Angelo, you have passed our test." Salisbury smiled at him, "At my age, I won't live long, the lord and those angels can't keep staring at this place, As long as there are no problems in the following things, it won't be long before you will replace me and become the master of mankind."

There was fanaticism in Angelo's eyes, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

He bowed and said, "It's all up to the adults to arrange."

……

The battle outside was fierce, and No. [-] and No. [-] were also blocked by Salisbury and Angelo on the way to escape.

At this time, the management office is already unattended.

Taking advantage of this gap, two people were looking for something in the warehouse on the first floor.

After the former headquarters of the Authority was destroyed, many projects were destroyed, and some dangerous projects were all released to slaughter humans.

All the rest are piled up here.

It stands to reason that someone should classify them and sort them out.

But firstly, the space in the new headquarters building is really limited, and it is impossible to create a separate holding room for each item like before.

Secondly, most people's thoughts are not here. When everyone is thinking about how to survive, no one is willing to take care of these details.

So these things that may be very useful on weekdays are now piled up here like a pile of garbage.

"did you find it?"

"No."

"Strange, I clearly sense that that thing is nearby."

"Then keep looking."

"it is good."

These two people are the two administrators, NO.12 and NO.13, who were hunted down by Uriel and rescued by Cain and Karina.

While everyone was going to help Zhang Jue, these two were looking for something here.

Their identities are actually very different from others.

To be honest, they should be counted as Zhang Jue's "bosses".

They are one of the thirteen administrators of the [-]th Council of the Abnormal Biology Administration, which once represented the highest authority of the Administration.

But because of the failure of that battle, it ended up like this now.

The faces of both of them were a little pale, and they didn't seem to be in a good condition.

If it wasn't an emergency, they should recuperate for two months before reappearing.

But that time is no longer available.

Where will the fate of mankind go? I am afraid there will be a result within today.

Most will be waiting for the outcome of this battle.

But as the Zero Wu Council, as one of the thirteen administrators, they have no way to hide in a safe corner and watch Zhang Jue charge for all mankind alone.

Until this moment, they have not forgotten their mission - the existence of the Abnormal Biological Administration is the last line of defense for human safety.

They risked their lives to come here.

It was to activate the Authority's last trump card—to summon Zhongshan Mary.

Help Zhang Jue, or help all human beings, get through this difficult time.

To summon Zhongshan Mary, in addition to forming a specific formation, there is another key thing, which is the same thing she used before - a teacup.

As long as they find this teacup, they can teleport to the original location of the Administration Headquarters and activate the magic circle.

This teacup has been kept by NO.13. It was lost during the last battle with 343. He found this warehouse through his induction.

But the two of them have been searching for more than an hour, but they have found nothing.

The battle outside has reached a fever pitch.

If they haven't been found yet, they're probably about to be found.

"Are you looking for this?"

A familiar voice sounded, startling the two of them.

They looked around and saw Angelo and a bald old man standing at the door of the warehouse.

Angelo was still holding something in his hand. Looking at the shape, it was exactly what they were looking for, the teacup that Mary Zhongshan once used.

"Angelo..."

Seeing this scene, No. 12 and No. 13 didn't know that this person had completely surrendered to the enemy.

Compared with No. 12 and No. 13, No. [-] and No. [-] are actually stronger in combat effectiveness, but the consumption of that battle is too high. The two of them only have [-]-[-]% of their peak strength, let alone facing Salz Bo, even a few Mobile Task Forces could kill them.

"I've known for a long time that this kid is unreliable." NO.12 said with some afterthought.

"Hey." NO.13 also shook his head, "I don't know how Lord Leicester will feel when he finds out."

The two of them didn't know that Angelo had killed his father himself.

Salisbury said: "If you are willing to surrender, I promise not to kill you."