Killing America Terror Starts at a Fatal Turn

It only took Halpier two hours to cross the Atlantic Ocean, return to the Lighthouse Country from Norway, and arrive at the University of Michigan in Massachusetts. However, after a day of fighting and searching, it was already nighttime.

Professor Harvey and Luke returned to the University of Michigan together. Halpier's smooth flight and Luke's telekinesis shield made this flight experience very good.

Luke continued to ask some questions about UM.

"So you are not specifically targeting the old gods in your investigation, but you are investigating whatever clues you find?"

"Yes, do you think I want to face the old gods directly? It feels so bad to lose my mind at every turn. Unfortunately, for a long time, the teachers and students of the University of Michigan seemed to have some kind of special relationship with the old gods. Contact, whether it is archaeological research, traveling or visiting relatives and friends, you will always run into the old gods or their dependents in the end."

The old professor smiled helplessly, "It's like some kind of curse."

"However, things have gotten much better during this time. Those old gods are no longer in this world - I'm not talking about sleeping as before, but completely leaving this world."

Ah, I know this! What the old man did, sorted the garbage and threw it into the dump.

Professor Harvey was obviously in a good mood. He didn't encounter any bugs that smelled like the old gods when he went out this time. It seemed that life at the University of Michigan was finally getting better, and he could start his archaeological career in peace and quiet.

While talking, the two of them had arrived at the office building of the Archeology Department. A professor who was holding a few books and seemed to be going to class saw him and asked in surprise: "Professor Harvey, didn't you go out to investigate the Norwegian mountain monster incident today? I remember you applied for the use of the 'Great Globe' You have the permission, no one else can use it today."

Just as he was talking, his expression changed: "It's broken. Could it be that the sealed object escaped through the big globe?"

Seeing that he was about to go back to warn him, Professor Harvey quickly stopped him: "Don't worry, it's me, I used it. But the matter was handled smoothly. It's done now. Luke and I just came back from Norway."

"I remember you just went to Norway this morning."

"Yes, but I have a good assistant." Professor Harvey raised his chin at Luke: "In other words, I am the assistant."

Only then did the younger professor notice Luke. He stretched out his hand and introduced himself: "Fernand Ashley, professor of ancient history, once faced the great race with the Pierces."

Luke shook hands with him and sighed that the University of Michigan is really full of talents. On the way back, he heard Professor Harvey talk about the great race, like the ancient ones who made the big globe, they all live in a distant alien space. Among them, a race that is countless times more powerful than the human race.

"It was a great journey," he complimented.

Harvey on the side exposed him mercilessly: "You just followed old Pierce and basically didn't do anything. Both old Pierce and young Pierce keep a low profile, but you are the only one who brags about it every day."

"You!" Fernand, who had failed to pretend, glared at Harvey helplessly and clamped the book under his armpit again: "I'm in a hurry to go to class. Goodbye!"

Harvey looked at Fernand's embarrassed back and smiled silently: "Don't worry, he just has this temper, but, overall, he is a reliable person."

Luke suppressed his laughter and walked back to the old professor's office.

Professor Harvey put away the information on the table. Luke sat in an empty seat and asked, "Is there anything else interesting? I can't wait to continue protecting the world."

The old professor gave a wry smile: "Young people are energetic. Old people like us can't recover at all if we go out for a few days without resting."

He pointed behind the window and said: "Next to it is the Information Building. There is a special office there that is responsible for statistics of strange information from various places. You can go and ask, I will say hello over there."

After saying that, he picked up the phone and dialed the number skillfully. After waiting for answer twice, a voice came from the other side of the phone: "Who's at the message desk?"

"Harvey Walter, I will go check some information as a student in a moment."

"Understood, no problem."

Professor Harvey put down the phone, took out a blank A4 paper, wrote on it - "Information inquiry, Harvey Walter", and handed it to Luke.

"Thank you very much!" Luke took the piece of paper, thanked the old professor, left him to rest in the office, walked out of the history department teaching building, and walked to the information building.

This is a low, two-story building that looks unpretentious, even a little shabby.

The door opened, and Luke walked in. Following the house number, he easily found the "Message Office" office. A middle-aged man who was stout saw Luke coming in and greeted him warmly: "I am a student of Professor Harvey, right? My name is Quinn Mena, and I am on duty at the information office today. Come and sit down, what do you want to know?" "

Luke handed over the A4 paper in his hand, looked at the surrounding layout curiously, and asked, "Has anything strange happened recently?"

"Strange things?" Quinn became interested: "The most indispensable thing in our information office is strange things."

He casually took a stack of printed paper to the side, which looked like statistical information. After flipping through it a few times, he read: "A man in Florida accidentally discovered a nuclear bomb lost by the military while diving. But instead of reporting it, he took the nuclear bomb home and transformed it into a nuclear power generation device to supply electricity to his home."

"Oh, this is the first time I've seen this news. It's a bit outrageous, right?" Quinn covered his forehead and said, "In fact, the news from our information office is basically like this."

After speaking, he also read out the suggestions given by the intelligence collector: "It is recommended to hire an electrician in the school and teach nuclear power related knowledge part-time."

So this is how all these outrageous teachers at the University of Michigan came to be?

Quinn put this information aside and continued to read the next one: "A large-scale power outage occurred in Washington and several neighboring states at the same time. The blackout lasted for seven minutes, causing twenty-three car accidents and ten A medical accident, and more than a hundred other accidents. A total of fifty-nine people died and more than three hundred were injured."

After reading the information, he read out the collector's notes as usual: "It is probably caused by the illegal use of high-power electrical appliances. It is recommended to strictly inspect the dormitories of major universities and carry out a major safety production rectification operation. (ps: I strongly recommend hiring that person again. A Floridian who does nuclear power, maybe he can build a stand-alone nuclear power plant for the school so we won't be bothered by electric bills and power outages.)"

The two pieces of information were collected by one person, right? They are also linked.

Luke was speechless.

He stopped Quinn from reading the next piece of news and asked directly: "Do you have any information on extraordinary monsters? Especially those who do evil things and need to be eliminated."

"This! You told me earlier." Quinn put down the pile of information in his hand, turned around and picked up a few thin pieces of paper from another desk.

"Combat and exploration intelligence are all here, sorted according to the urgency and threat level of the situation."

He took out the first one and looked at the front of the meter: "Emergency level 4 stars, threat level 2 stars." Then he explained to Luke: "It is estimated that the thing has already happened, and no one from all parties has stopped it, but The impact is not big.”

"Oh!" He suddenly realized after looking at the specific situation: "No wonder the threat level is low. It happened in the Arctic Circle, far away from human society."

After briefly browsing, Quinn began to describe in detail: "In the Arctic Circle, a mining company called Cerberus. They have a Far North mine there, which is in operation."

"The information I received today is that something happened in the mine over there. You know, these guys who are mining in the Arctic can always dig out some surprises." He handed the brief information to Luke and continued. : "Last year, some alien monsters were dug up there that could parasitize the human body and evolve according to the host's genes. We call them aliens. Last I heard, they were captured by a certain beast-controlling school. I don't know. Have they found effective control methods?"

Luke looked at the paper in his hand. Apart from what Quinn explained, there were only some basic introductions.

There are a total of one hundred registered employees in Cerberus Mining Company's mines in the Arctic, and the intelligence shows that all of them are dead. Then there are several satellite photos, which capture the monster in the fleeting shadow.

The monster's appearance was quite spooky even in the eyes of the well-informed Luke.

Judging from the slightly blurry photos, it looks like a super large humanoid monster composed of hundreds of legs and feet mixed together. Although it is said to be humanoid, its torso and limbs are all made up of spliced ​​hands and feet. No matter which angle it is taken from, the photos shown are densely packed with limbs that can make trypophobia faint.

Huh~

nausea!

Intelligence showed that the incident happened yesterday, and the photo was taken at noon today. As of the time of taking the photo, the monster was still wandering around the camp near the mine.

The specific enemy and the clear location are exactly Luke's favorite opponents. Just go there, do it as soon as you go, kill and leave, perfect!

And Luke hasn’t been to the North Pole yet, which is the equivalent of traveling.

Win twice!

The decision is yours!

After Luke simply thanked him, he returned to Professor Harvey with the information sheet.

After briefly describing the incident, he said a little embarrassedly: "Professor, I would like to borrow your school's 'big globe'. I don't know if it is possible."

It would take at least a few hours to fly to the North Pole from here. Having experienced the convenience of space teleportation, he obviously didn't want to fly over slowly.

The old professor smiled and nodded: "Of course, you are free, and you are willing to take the initiative to deal with unrelated monsters. It is also appropriate for us to provide a little convenience."

Just do it!

If you arrive too late and the monster is captured and studied by some other interested school, your experience points will be lost.

After all, stitch monsters like this should be excellent research materials in the eyes of some necromancers or Frankensteins.

The old professor personally took Luke to the mysterious building again. After taking him to the "Big Globe" floor, he briefly explained how to use it and then left, leaving Luke alone in the room. Waiting for transmission.

"Well, just touch the place you want to go with your fingertips and it will be transferred directly. It's really convenient."

Luke looked at the approximate longitude and latitude provided in the intelligence sheet, found the corresponding location on the "Great Globe", and reached out to press it.

The familiar feeling of teleportation. By the time Luke reacted, the surroundings had changed from a closed hut to endless glaciers and snowfields. However, it was night and everything could not be seen clearly.

Arctic glaciers are gradually compressed by snow and take on various strange shapes due to the power of nature. The surface is covered with frozen soil, creating a cold and desolate scene in the hazy night.

Although the temperature was extremely cold and the biting cold wind kept blowing, Luke's extraordinary physique and the lava shield surrounding him still allowed him to maintain a good body temperature and did not feel any discomfort due to the low temperature.

He flew into the sky. Although there were no natural landmarks in this poor place like the Arctic to help him locate quickly, there were still mines and camps. When you find the camp, you also find the enemy.

There isn't one nearby. It's my first time using the "Big Globe" and I'm not very skilled at it. The transmission deviation is still a bit large. It seems I have to look further away.

He was not good at looking at things from afar, and he had to look at Harpier's.

Luke summoned the bird and beast that had been completely reduced to a mount, stood on its back, and let it fly high. At the same time, he used its vision to find human structures that were incompatible with the glacier.

Even at night, Halpier's vision was extremely far. Ten minutes later, Luke finally discovered the camp through Halpier's vision.

There were not only a large amount of garbage and stains caused by human activities nearby, but also more conspicuous dark red blood stains spread throughout the camp.

In addition, there are a large number of Arctic animals, such as polar bears, arctic foxes, seals, etc., but they have all been turned into corpses, looking like they were killed by monsters.

I just don’t know why so many animals gather here.

However, the monster was very picky and only occupied human limbs, so the animal corpses were relatively complete.

The monster in the photo didn't appear. I don't know if someone got there first, or if it got into a building in the camp.

Luke urged his mount, and Harpie flapped his wings and flew over.

A few minutes later, we arrived at the scene.

Apart from the deep mine shafts, there are only two buildings where you can hide in this camp.

Luke first took a general glance down the mine, and found that there was no movement, and his mental power could not detect any traces of life, so he turned his attention to the two low buildings.

At the first building, Luke stopped at the door. After exploring the spiritual power without any ambush, he pushed the door open and entered directly.

There was a pungent smell of blood left in it, as if a tragic massacre had just occurred. There are also traces of blood dripping and human footprints, as if it happened not long ago.

Luke followed these traces and finally found traces of living creatures.