"My Lord!" Although he was used to the monarch's jokes, Constantine still felt helpless.

He knew the monarch's ease when facing such a simple task, but he did not want all the guards to relax their guards because of this relaxed atmosphere. In addition, he was a little uncomfortable with the monarch's bragging and teasing of him, Constantine's voice inevitably had a little anger. Constantine's tone in the encrypted communication channel made Salomon laugh again. "This is the first time you feel shy. My child, does the so-called mental cleaning have no side effects?" He said with a smile, "I have explained to you many times that I did not make any mistakes when cleaning your brain. See it! It's you that you are rejecting feelings, it is you who want to be a murder machine."

"That will only affect my mission," Constantine said seriously. "I won't let this happen."

"You are a normal person, Constantine. Genetic alchemy can make you think rationally because I need you to do this. No matter what I encounter, I need you to make a rational choice and implement my will. You know what that is, you know what the price will be paid, because I told you the future I see." The Emperor Latovian interrupted the call on the encrypted channel. He never told anyone except Maya Hansen and Constantine that he talked about where the genetic alchemy that made the Guards came from, why this kind of genetic engineering technology that is the most advanced and top-level genetic engineering technology that is the physical universe, and he exchanged enough knowledge for everything in his soul. It always costs money to make a transaction with the devil. The previous mental trauma was just an advance payment, and he is just delaying the payment now.

Constantine knew all the plans he had prepared, including the worst-case action guide, many of which were his backing on the bill. Although the Guards were tough enough, they were as strong as Constantine at the moment of learning the truth. The Emperor Latvinia turned to face Zemo and avoided talking about this heavy topic on this occasion that was not very suitable for conversation. "I hope you don't let us down, our purpose is that hard drive. Now that Tony Stark has set out from New York, we have to arrive in a limited time, understand?"

Heinrich Zemo was sure that there were other secrets in the hard drive containing the task record, but he didn't care. Now he had the same interests as Latovigna, which was the greatest guarantee for him and his wife to survive. Only when he helped Latovigna get what they wanted could his wife receive the best treatment and return to normal life. After the task was completed, they could even move to a country farm to live in seclusion, and no one would disturb their lives. This was the promise given to him by the Emperor of Latovigna. Perhaps they could raise several sheepdogs and a flock of sheep. Who knows what the future life would be like, and he hoped that it could make up for the psychological trauma caused to her by the Sokovia incident.

Heinrich Zemo stared at the terrifying skeleton mask that seemed to be salvaged from Hell Styx and the scarlet eyes that only demons could possess. He nodded, thinking about what the two giants in front of him had conspired during the silent period just now. "I get it." He knew that he was dealing with the devil, and that he had met drug dealers and smugglers as bad as those two people in front of him. "I promise we can achieve it within a limited time." He said, "You can get what you want."

"Is this your teleportation device?" Steve Rogers raised his head and looked at the huge machinery installed on the ceiling and on the teleportation table. The shock this machine brought him was no less than when he first saw Tony Stark's steel suit. He had never seen such a huge machinery. The smell of steel, ozone and rubber filled the entire room. A large number of staff with biochemical implants were busy in front of the operating table with thousands of luminous buttons and hundreds of screens. Rogers believed that the part he saw was definitely not the whole of this equipment, and there must be many machinery made of steel and cables on the ground or on the upper floor.

If Tony Stark, who had met Salomon during the Battle of New York, was here, he would definitely be able to see that this machine has many things in common with the time jump device used by the Future Avengers. The top of the teleportation platform is very similar to the several circular devices surrounding the teleporter and the device that can enter the quantum field. The basic principles of spanning time and space are exactly the same, but the machinery built in the Immortal City does not need to use Pim particles to enter the quantum field, because the void spanned by the Einstein-Rosen Bridge used by this device is a curtain deeper than the quantum field, entering the immaterial world, rather than drifting water on the walls of the outer dimensions like the future Avengers.

Teleportation is not a comfortable journey. Even driving on the highway is risky, not to mention more dangerous teleportation. Even Kama Taj's teleportation spell is risky. Although the Supreme Mage has tried to shorten the distance across the external dimensions in Kama Taj's portal, this does not mean that this risk does not exist. It is precisely because of this that the Venerable engraves that spell on the magic weapon to minimize the mistakes of secret mages entering and leaving the portal.

"What the hell!" Sam Wilson sighed, "just like the world's first computer!"

"What's the meaning?"

"Sam is talking about the modern computer ENIAC of 1946, not the Atanasov-Berry computer of 1937. I believe you have met the latter, and Howard Stark will never miss any chance to show off to you." James Buchanan Barnes shrugged, "I haven't been frozen in the ice all the time, so I've learned modern knowledge."

"Oh real?" Steve Rogers raised his eyebrows, "It's your turn to laugh at me now?"

Bucky Barnes nodded and laughed, but Diana Lister's appearance interrupted the atmosphere of a chat that was suitable for opening beer, as if the woman in a black suit was a crow wearing black wings, bringing bad news and doom. This morning they watched Steve Rogers rush into the gang's hiding den, waving his shield, arresting those people without causing much harm - it was not an easy job, let alone carrying a law enforcement recorder, and he had to ensure that there would be no inhuman action in the footage captured. There was an addict shooting at the bus stop, a mentally ill who drained the girl's blood. Everyone thought it was appropriate to execute them directly with a laser cannon, but they could not do so. Because the Emperor Latovian needed to rebuild order and the law and redefine fairness and justice in legal provisions.

The two scumbags have to be tried publicly, rather than die in a crowded prison.

The last time the judicial system was cleaned up, the prison was filled with prisons. Many staff from the judicial and law enforcement agencies were arrested and stuffed into the prison where the prisoners they had arrested were located, resulting in many lives. The new law enforcement agencies with experience now know what to do. There will be no gangs in the prison, and no prisoners can do anything beyond the regulations. The military and police departments in Latovia will not be humanitarian to those serious prisoners who have escaped the death penalty due to bribery and other reasons.

"This is your equipment, and the temperature in Siberia is still very low now." Diana Lister pointed to a transport vehicle, and the driver in the driver's seat was carefully driving the vehicle into the middle of a circular device that released the metallic light. "Everything you need to survive there is there, this is the list of items. There is also a positioning device in the snowmobile that can teleport you back from Siberia. Don't destroy the vehicle if you don't want to die there."

"Can this thing teleport a car?" Sam Wilson asked. He soon realized that his problem was too stupid. The Emperor Latvinia could even teleport war machines dozens of meters high and an assault transport boat squadron to New York. It was not a problem to teleport a snow tracked car. This was a strategic weapon. It was a direct transmission of a war machine dozens of meters high to the enemy's political center. Any war would end in one day.
Chapter completed!