Chapter 380 85 The Fierce Demon Iron King (Front)

Chapter 380 85. Fresh Demonic Iron King (Previous)

Verazzi Building, Nakis Countermeasures Group Conference Hall.

Carlyle Stam hurried through the corridor. His personal communication had been blown up. Everyone was questioning him as the security director and scolding him for his negligence, including some of his superiors.

In normal times, Carlyle would not dare to conflict with these executives if he had a thousand courages. He has always treated them with kindness.

But the situation is different now. Master Andrew is here to take charge, and Carlyle can only respond angrily.

For Verazzi, they are in extremely difficult times.

He came to the door of the conference hall. No matter how good the soundproofing was, it could not stop him, a veteran and elite Zeta-level expert. He could hear the people inside arguing and making noise from a distance.

"I've been here for five hours and you haven't come up with a suitable plan yet!"

"Master Andrew, you have to understand that we have done our best. Velazi only has one hundred and twenty employees here, but the blood of Narcissus is all over the entire planet fortress,"

Carlyle listened intently, and what was speaking was Strategy Director Martin Chambler. He was trying to mediate with Andrew and tried to use reason to calm the anger of the half-dragon son.

"If we carry out the operation so hastily, it will definitely cause great losses. There is no synthetic base for the [Biochemist] here. There is no way to generate a large-scale living army in a short world..."

"Don't you have any money?" Andrew shouted loudly: "Is it difficult to organize a Van Lenkov auxiliary force? Is it because you have never suppressed the colonies, or have you collected all the money into your own pockets?"

Andrew's words were blunt and unpleasant. With his cultivation, he probably witnessed a very serious mistake before he lost his composure, which made Carlyle secretly scream in his heart.

But everything was okay, he had expected that things would not turn out well.

Knocking on the door and entering the house, Carlyle had just half entered the house when he was immediately stared at by Andrew's angry and fiery dragon-born eyes that were like lava balls. The pressure from his bloodline made Carlyle stagger. He adjusted his formal attire, put a smile on his face, and when he glanced at the colleagues around him, he found that he was actually the best performer.

Company executives who are usually aloof and capable of bankrupting millions of people with just a single move are not worth mentioning in front of the half-dragon young master who is a direct descendant of the family. Whether it is blood, belief or financial resources, they are far from being able to compete with him. Comparable to it.

When Chambler saw Carlyle arriving, he nodded slightly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Even as a steel elf among the high elves, this man with silver-gray skin and strong muscles is under great pressure when facing Andrew. The other person has noble blood and has the blessing of the great god Red King. He cannot be regarded as a zeta order.

"Here you are, our great bodyguard."

Chambler walked up to him and patted the other person on the shoulder, seemingly wishing Carlyle good luck.

In fact, he quietly communicated with his mental power:

‘Andrew is coming fiercely, I’m afraid it’s the group headquarters that is putting pressure on him. ’

‘Then we embezzled public funds...’

‘I guess I can’t hide it now. Blood of Narcissus requires a lot of manpower to collect on the ground. Didn’t you just recruit a group of local alien security teams before? Expand it again. ’

'I understand, but I have a better idea. The economy of this group of aliens has collapsed, and it is easy to recruit people. ’

Mental communication only took a moment. Carlyle quickly stepped forward and handed the documents he brought to Andrew:

"Master, the situation is urgent. Let me tell you the truth. The situation in Van Lenkov is very complicated. There are military facilities everywhere. At the same time, the surface area of ​​this fortress is very large. Even if we can form a Van Lenkov auxiliary force and launch ground operations... ... Even though they are already in poverty, it is still very difficult to point the gun directly at one’s own people.”

Andrew was expressionless:

"I'm not asking you to ask me questions. Even a beggar can ask questions and see problems. With your annual income of 450,000 ammonium, you are not asked to do the same job as a beggar."

"Yes, you're right!"

Carlyle continued calmly:

"Allowing the Van Lenkov aliens to arm themselves is very unreliable and easy to backfire, but we can recruit experimental subjects to first promote the blood of Narcissus as a dangerous fungus, and then let those aliens carrying Van Lenkov take the initiative Come to us for treatment... This way we need to invest a lot less labor. Just reception and concentration, even robots can do it."

"That's pretty cool."

Andrew flipped through the plan book, and his expression became better:

"But you'd better build a team. I don't care whether you use brainwashing or bribery. In short, we don't have much time. Within this month, we must send 10 units of the blood of Narcissus to the headquarters. ”

"I understand, I understand."

Seeing that Master Andrew's temper had softened, Carlyle and the people around him breathed a sigh of relief:

"Actually, Master Andrew, we now have 700 temporary workers from Van Lenkov. As long as we continue-"

Vol!

Before he finished speaking, all the glass in the conference room burst and shattered in an instant, and the harsh sonic boom echoed in the air.

Everyone's expressions changed, and Carlyle immediately stood in front of Andrew, using his body to block the broken glass.

Andrew put his hands behind his back and remained calm. All the bodyguards surrounded him in an instant, opened the force field shield, and showed great professionalism, even though they knew that the person they were protecting was far more powerful than themselves.

"Fuck, what's going on?!"

Chambler was knocked to the ground by the sound waves caused by the sonic boom. His iron-gray face was extremely embarrassed, and he immediately looked at Carlyle, the company's security director.

"Carlyle!"

"I don't know! Just now, the speed of that thing exceeded the speed of sound by at least ten times, and there was no time to notify any communication!"

Before Carlyle finished speaking, a huge explosion sounded again. Everyone in the conference room immediately felt unstable under their feet, and the building was gradually shaking.

Until this moment, the alarm sounded late, but coupled with the fragmented office building, for some reason, it gave rise to a desolate feeling.

"The load-bearing structure has been penetrated!" Carlyle continued to communicate, and while listening to the report from the other side, he shouted to his own people: "Everyone, go to the shelter quickly. Our Ministry of Magic employees are activating the force field. Don't panic. This is a very common terrorist attack--"

Before he finished speaking, a huge noise quickly fell from the dome.

Here it comes.

Swish!

A black shadow tore through the sky, brought scarlet lightning, and smashed straight towards the company's building.

-- Damn, what speed is this? !

Boom boom boom boom!

In just a blink of an eye, even the Zeta-level strongman couldn't react. The lightning blade wrapped in the spirit of ten thousand pounds penetrated and disintegrated the forty floors above his head. What's more deadly is that a series of explosions and roars are like ripples, constantly spreading and splashing echoes!

"Get out of the way. You bunch of good-for-nothings, see the blessing of the gods."

Andrew stepped forward, stood with his hands behind his back, and stood still at a certain position with his chest held high. He nodded slightly, lowered his head and murmured:

"Supreme Goddess, you are the patron saint of capital, the god of syndicates, the lord of cartels, the soul of conglomerates, the saint of trusts, you make capital groups prosper, you let the economy grow freely, you let thousands of private property owners sleep peacefully, please allow me to call your name softly-"

Boom boom boom-bang!

The ceiling shattered, and the fierce blade chopped down instantly. Andrew raised a finger arrogantly without raising his head.

"In your name, the believers of Red King, the [Soul of Plunder], pray to you-"

"I! Jania! Make a grand appearance!"

Before Andrew's prayer ended, the fierce roar had already fallen. When the bad voice reached his ears and the blood-like lightning exploded, Andrew's originally calm and arrogant face changed instantly, and the finger he stretched out immediately turned into a whole palm.

Swish!

However, his speed was still a step slower.

The palm carrying the blessing was accurately cut by the sword blade, and the outstretched finger was the first to bear the brunt. Under the explosion of electromagnetic energy, it instantly broke and burned.

Snap.

Andrew's posture froze in place.

His palm, which was suspended in mid-air, had his index finger cut off.

The slashing long sword was blocked by the power of blessing, and instantly lost its momentum, and fell heavily to the ground, like a tank hitting the road.

Clang!

Andrew lowered his head.

His lava-like eyes met with a pair of golden crystal eyes without any emotion in great anger.

The smoke was filled, and the other party was half-kneeling on the ground, seeming to be looking at himself - just as he was looking at the other party.

"You."

Andrew pulled back his hand. The blood of the dragon clan allowed him to regenerate his broken limbs quickly, and the venom secreted also numbed the pain, but this could not calm his anger.

"Very good, very good."

He had encountered too many angry things today.

He rubbed his index finger that had regenerated quickly, and said with a smile:

"You actually dared to attack a God-given person. You did not anger me, but the great God. Tell me, who gave you the courage, nameless assassin, you actually dared to challenge a God-given person who could use the power of God!"

"With the power of God?"

In the smoke and dust, a tall figure in armor and sharp weapons slowly stood up:

"I am God."