Chapter 135 “Okay!”

"It works, it works. Boss, do you really want to drive the car up?"

"Of course, although your company's car has not been modified for flight, it does have a flotation device, right?"

"Do you still understand this?"

"This is a driver's license test center, so it's not difficult to tell."

"Please explain your intention, guest."

"Miss Angel of Support. Although she has the characteristics of an angel, she shouldn't be able to fly at high altitudes, right?"

"You can't even fly. Don't you have some basic understanding of us, Mr. Linton, so you might as well make it more clear."

"To be clear, then...Miss Mostima, what do you think the word 'Lun' in the North District refers to?"

"Renter, Charles Rentel, as far as the current situation is concerned, there is indeed this kind of logical inertia, but you have to understand, Mr. Linton, this is not enough."

"Naturally, but I think, I think about this information in my hand, thinking about Rentel. He has the magical name "Bridge". This is his direction and the name he earned."

"He wanted to connect two places, he wanted to lead somewhere, so I started to think about his situation at the moment, and looked at the structural diagram of this building..."

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Buildings, there are always so many buildings in this foreign land.

It's as if everyone wants to break into the clouds.

It is clear that technology has become so advanced and that the universe can be explored, but there are still so many human beings who are in awe of the sky.

Then, out of awe, the desire to set foot on it grows.

Very good! Great!

Charles felt that this is how people should live. They can't even just be called "human beings". Even magic wands should try to pursue the limit and reach the true perfection.

So he provided what 'help' he could to his 'partners'.

"How are you feeling now? Bridge."

As he asked, he took a step forward, with metal and flesh scattered in all directions behind him.

There are also artificial fairies that naturally collapse and dissipate, leaving behind no trace of their remains.

But this still did not prevent him from climbing up the stairs and heading higher up the trading building.

A D2 level magician, even with the help of equipment, can truly achieve overwhelming power.

Those consumables that are only for monitoring and blocking his path will naturally not be able to stop him.

But he also knows it.

I am getting deeper into the mud step by step.

Literally - the alienated space was swallowing him like mud.

This is the device those police officers activate.

Just like there is a field of imitation beauty towers in Tianmen City that is rarely used by the mayor, cities under the rule of the Holy Terra Federation more or less have this kind of alienated space and technology to reduce damage, so that their hometowns will not be easily demolished.

, engaged in cutting, burned glass, and even exploded directly.

The Earth is the origin of civilization that the Federation and even the Heart of Terra attach great importance to. How could you so easily create a zone-level hole of a million square kilometers with a single full-output magic cannon?

However, a different space like a foreign land is basically a stack of tall buildings on the surface. If you continue to stack different spaces in a different space, it will be a test of technology and quality.

Law enforcers use instruments to construct different spaces, and the technical support is reliable. The only thing that needs to be considered is quality issues.

It is true that at this time, the parties involved will definitely swear that there is no problem. Every time the police are dispatched, the bureau-level AI algorithm determines the enemy's level, and then the higher-ups give permission to open the field generator of the corresponding level.

This process has been carried out too many times, and the very impressive success rate allows them to hold their heads high when making promises, but what if the AI ​​is influenced by something and makes a mistake in judgment?

In the electronic field, even a white robe could not suppress the tall figure with black wings. It raised its long limbs covered with crimson metal. The big book that emerged from the metal claws automatically appeared in the strange and mysterious way.

The glow disrupts the calculated values.

"..." The Infinite Dragon Beast from the Iron Empire was vaguely aware of it, and woke up from standby mode with red eyes, but failed to find the problem.

As a result, the order was implemented and a sense of alienation enveloped the entire building.

But the wanted criminal, who had the ability to break the window and escape before that, just sneered and continued upward.

Is this reasonable?

Of course this is unreasonable!

Even a terrorist mobile team that lacks brainpower will doubt the criminal's 'cooperation', let alone a special operations team with a team of crime analysts.

But it is impossible for them to do nothing because of the opponent's abnormality. Not to mention the cautious attitude of the Special Mobile Team, the Terrorist Mobile Team, this group of alien cyber recruiters, has always been very reckless.

Regardless of whether their prosthetic exoskeletons have undergone modern upgrades, their work tasks are always inseparable from cyberpsychosis, and they are always required to have the courage and toughness to not be afraid of psychosis.

Hmm... When I got here, it required even more discipline, and I was very resistant to adapting to it - but that doesn't matter!

The important thing is that this is the time!

The men who sang this kind of song were all carrying kinetic energy guns and thermal energy axes. They had the momentum as if they were incarnations building towers, and they even shouted about the strange things about offering skulls. They were probably addicted to the works given by other time-travelers.

Can't extricate myself.

And then...and then there was no more.

"Kill them, Bridge."

He gave his staff his own magical name, and instead of holding it with his own hands, he ordered it to surround his side like a floating cannon. Charles's eyes were full of confidence that he was in control.

The fact was just as he expected.

Even though the AI ​​personality is still digesting and analyzing the teacher's grimoire, it still retains basic intelligence that can respond to the user's instructions.

Although it is just a foundation, it is also the proud work of a D2-level mage. With the magic power provided by his prosthetic magic furnace heart, even without the free switching of more than a hundred refined spell macros, it is enough to crush people purely with the power of spells.

A torrent of death that shattered its magic defense shield.

Members of the Terrorist Mobile Team, Shikigami and Avatars of the Special Operations Team, and other floating surveillance probes that enter the attack range.

These can all be handled by a mature wand on its own.

It's just that he lacks personality control and is not humane enough after all. Being too obsessed with efficiency makes the magic power consumption a little more than usual.

The excessive firepower caused some turbulence in the alienated space.

Most people just thought it was an illusion brought by a gust of wind.

After all, it is a cloudy day today, with occasional air disturbances and even a high probability of rain.

And the barrier activated by this police station is the simplest kind - there are no visual signs of alien space transformation. At most, the color is dim for a moment, just like the sky under the clouds suddenly becomes darker.

"It feels like it's going to thunder in such a dark sky. Uncle, is that why you don't take the elevator?"

There was an unexpected female voice asking from the side, but in fact it was the result of the brief relaxation of the mantra law that was enveloping her.

The staff obviously had some shortcomings in multi-threading capabilities, and was unable to maintain the ban and restraint on the girl during multi-party battles at the same time.

But the man doesn't want her to start talking, because he has already learned the lesson before.

"Shut up, I'm keeping you because I think you're useful, don't make me change my mind."

He glanced irritably at the red-haired girl following him, and was not surprised by the shiny ring on her head and the thin and fading wings of light behind her.

There is no doubt that such characteristics correspond to a certain type of existence:

Angel

But even real angels are nothing to magicians. With the development of the times, they don't even have much research value.

Not to mention that the girl only has some angelic characteristics and is seemingly human.

Her value is not in this, but in her broader identity.

She is an employee of Penguin Logistics, and she is also an employee of Rhode Island.

As a senior executive of a club in the same city, Charles would naturally be impressed by the pharmaceutical company, which has a wide range of businesses.

Not to mention that Penguin Logistics is also a well-known organization in a foreign country.

Whether it's the weird boss or the eccentric style, as well as its unique position among the traveler group, it is a logistics company that the lower-level people may not understand, but the middle-level people will definitely understand.

As one of the veteran employees of Penguin Logistics, Angel Angel's bold red hair is also impressive... - rather, no matter who the veteran employees are, they are impressive.

Charles thought it was good luck to catch this guy eavesdropping on his corner when he was planning to escape.

The two sides connected by the bridge may not necessarily be flat, but they can definitely be walked on.

We have negotiated a backup route with the gang, and the perfect running conditions can also add a bargaining chip from Penguin Logistics. Although it is noisy, it can be tolerated.

It would be very troublesome to kill him, because he noticed some cyan patterns on the opponent's ring, which is a source energy employee mark only found in large companies.

If life is in danger, it will activate and record and send status messages, which is a kind of insurance with a high threshold.

On the bright side, at least the other party is very practical and doesn't yell or come up with useless ideas to delay his time.

She just followed him obediently, then talked too much and was silenced by himself. Now when the staff couldn't move for a while, she started mumbling something again.
To be continued...