Production workshop, high on the steel support, the innermost room.
The surface of the huge production line master console is covered with gears, pipes, buttons, levers and indicator lights. In an inconspicuous corner is a shallow silver-white pool, which contains an almost colorless and transparent oily liquid.
Erov stood in front of the main console, wearing a gray-brown casual suit and a pair of light-colored sunglasses, holding a large, strange-shaped spoon in his hand.
Its surface texture is like withered human skin, but the spoon surface is always beating weakly like an artery.
Every once in a while, many green stripes of light and shadow will appear out of thin air in the oily liquid in the pool.
"The progress is as good as ever, and the 'Pulsating Scoop' is not far away from meeting the status requirements... It's just those other guys who are always lagging behind..." Erov used the "Pulsating Scoop" to repeatedly move around in the pool, making something like "skimming oil"
"Actions.
He turned and returned to his desk. A large number of stacked books were pushed away in disorder, leaving a place for an altar. The objects placed in the center were tightly covered by a black curtain. Judging from the shape and outline, it resembled a mirror frame.
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Surrounding the altar are stacks of small parchment papers fastened with nails, with different names written on each piece of paper.
He spilled the green liquid from the "pulsating ladle" onto the altar candles.
The shape of the candle is very special. It is not a cylinder, but two incomplete elliptical columns connected together. The candle wick is also divided into two clusters.
The liquid dripping on the candle flame evaporated silently, and green flames swayed on the piles of small parchment, gradually dissolving and disappearing, and the whole room was reflected in a green light and shadow.
After finishing this round of movements, Erov suddenly felt something flashing in his sunglasses field of vision!
He looked around twice at first, but found nothing.
Then I felt something lightly touch my leather shoes.
He lowered his head and discovered that there was a grenade lying next to his feet with its fuse ripped out!
"The way you greet each other is really unfriendly." Looking at the grenade writhing on the ground and smoking, Erov curled his lips.
He actually bent down and picked up the grenade that was about to explode!
Dupont, Fanning, and Monroe stood on the suspended steel aisle at the door. When they saw the man with his back turned to them, they slowly turned their heads, revealing light-colored sunglasses.
"BOOM!!!" the "experience officer" grinned.
It was not the explosion of the grenade. The grenade beat a few times like a heart in the "pulsating scoop" held by "Experience Officer" Erov, and then stopped moving.
This is an onomatopoeia coming out of his mouth, and his tone is like a singer on stage reciting the opening words.
Fan Ning felt that the surrounding air instantly dropped to freezing point, and it was bitingly cold.
And this soft "BOOM" stuck in his mind, amplified and extended infinitely. The three people's hearts seemed to have been hit hard several times, and they almost fainted from holding in one breath!
Erov quickly walked to the side of the wall. There was a door that opened into the air. There was an elevator installed on the outside. It was the only exit from the room besides the main door.
He didn't expect that there were so many production workshops offering interference options, but the Guidance School immediately became suspicious, and three knowledgeable people came to the opposite side.
There is no point in fighting, all actions are in the service of retreat.
Erov raised his hand to lift the lid of the elevator control dial and was about to enter the eight-digit password when a dark vortex suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and his vision became dim and diffuse.
He continued typing using muscle memory, but at a slower pace.
When he entered the fifth digit, he suddenly felt that the touch of his fingertips disappeared, and the relative sense of space between his arms and body became unfamiliar. When he pressed the key again, his fingertips landed on the wrong button.
Dupont didn't know when he had come to his side, reached out and grabbed one of his arms, and with the other hand threw a torn curse seal with a bouquet painted on it towards the two teammates, and the parchment paper was
The sky quickly turned to ashes.
"Using the A major cadence using the flat second Neapolitan chord?"
Fan Ning and Monroe only felt several sets of pleasant classical guitar chord progressions ringing in their ears, and their whole bodies broke free from the uncomfortable feeling of cardiac arrest.
Erov, whose arm was grabbed by Dupont, turned around and slipped out from under his loose casual clothes.
Then, as if the piece of clothing came alive, it actually wrapped Dupont around him, stuffed his mouth, tied his hands, and strangled his neck.
Dupont was busy dealing with the coat, and just when he tore a hole in front of his eyes, he saw that the "Pulsating Ladle" handed over by Eloff was almost touching his chest.
But Monroe, who had returned to normal, had already aimed his automatic pistol at Erov and pulled the trigger continuously!
Bang bang bang bang!——
Since there was no possibility of accidental injury, he did not worry about the entangled bodies of Dupont and Eroff, and fired all 12 bullets in the magazine in an instant.
The color and shadow of Erov's body quickly faded, and the "sketch" composed of main outline lines rolled on the ground to avoid it.
The stray bullets from the pistol shot and jumped around the room, passing through the bodies of Fan Ning and others as if they were nothing, leaving bullet marks on metal and wooden objects.
After rolling some distance away, Erov's hidden figure was partially exposed again. He was shot in the abdomen and legs. There were wounds, but instead of blood exploding, they exploded like ice crystals.
, bloody pieces.
After Monroe fired the pistol bullets, he took out the short-barreled shotgun wrapped in a cowhide holster on his back.
"No! Get down!" Fan Ning suddenly yelled.
The three people's attention was naturally focused on Erof at the moment, but Fan Ning suddenly felt a strong early warning from spiritual senses, not from this "experience officer", but from a small corner on the ground next to them.
Lying there was a grenade that had "misfired" inexplicably before!
Since the relative positions of several people have changed greatly, the grenade is closer to our own side and further away from Erof!
Fan Ning, who was the first to warn, quickly fell down in the opposite direction with his mouth wide open. Guitarist Dupont also reacted quickly and dragged Lawyer Monroe to the ground.
There was a loud "boom", the heat wave and the impact shook Fan Ning's whole body forward for more than ten centimeters, and he was hit hard by large and small debris. His ears were full of noise, and his bones were shaking.
Was shaken to pieces.
Two walls of the small room at the top were blown down, and a hole was blown out of the ceiling. The lifted wall material fell from a height of more than ten meters, smashing the production equipment to pieces.
Fortunately, the two police officers had guided the workers to evacuate in advance, and the steel support itself was solid enough, so the overall structure did not collapse or fall.
Several people lay on the ground in disgrace. Erof took a few breaths and felt that his vision, touch and sense of space had eased. He quickly tore open a curse seal with snowflake marks and pointed it at the few people.
Throw it up from a high place where the person is.
Then he turned around and ran to the elevator console and began to re-enter the password.