Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 566 God's Hand

In the southern suburbs of Rostov, there used to be an old castle with a long history, but it was destroyed in the war of the last century. Now there is only an inconspicuous private manor besides the ruins of the old castle.

But in fact, this is the largest underground stronghold of the St. Peter family in Rostov. On the surface, the scale of this manor is not very large, but the ground has been hollowed out long ago, and it is connected to a secret air-raid shelter.

The St. Peter's family has spent decades of work and invested a lot of financial and material resources to build an underground building in this area that is no less than the old nest of the umbrella company in the movie "Resident Evil".

And today, a group of mysterious people who came urgently from the Vatican just entered here. There were a total of eight people in this group, three women and five men, all wearing pure white retro cloaks. Like in Assassin's Creed.

But they are not assassins, but people from the "Holy See of Truth". The St. Peter family and the Heinrich family paid a lot of money to invite this eight-member team.

Rolsky personally went to the gate of the base to greet him: "Welcome everyone, it's really hard work to come all the way here, I have already ordered someone to prepare a banquet, please..."

The eight men in white robes all wore strange metal masks. These masks had different shapes, the only thing in common was that a Latin number was engraved between the eyebrows of the masks.

At this moment, 'Fifteen', the largest number among the eight, spoke. This man was a thin, short man with a hunched back. He interrupted hoarsely: "No need, we brought our own dry food. Just need a place to rest."

Rolsky was slightly taken aback, but remembering the rumors about these men in white, he quickly nodded and said, "Okay, no problem, I will take you to the room personally, this way please."

The eight people did not speak, just followed Rolsky, took the elevator, and came all the way to the rest area deep underground in the base.

The room is very luxurious, it should be specially arranged by Rolsky, who knows that 'fifteen' is not satisfied again, and said coldly: "Please change us to a more simple room, as the lowly servants of truth, we One has to be humble all the time, not just enjoy it."

His words didn't seem to be accepted by the other white-clothed people, at least not all of them. Only the tall, thin man with the mask number 32 snorted lightly, but he didn't openly raise any objections.

Rolsky saw all this in his eyes. It seems that the "Hand of God" of the "Holy See of Truth" is not a pure land. Think about it, too. How can there be a few truly devout people in this world? These eight people are just a group of humanoid weapons, and they are not much different from the 'Blood Knight' in essence.

So he was not as cautious as before, just nodded and said: "Okay, I will arrange it now, someone will take you to a new room soon, if you are not satisfied by then, then continue to change, definitely change until you are satisfied."

After speaking, Rolsky found an excuse and left first.

These men in white belong to the war department of the Holy See of Truth, that is, the 'Hand of God'. The current task of these eight people is to cooperate with the St. Peter's family to fight.

However, Rolsky is still urgently deploying the combat forces in his hands, and has to formulate the final action plan, so he can only let the eight 'God's Hands' stay in the base to rest.

But the hunchback 'Fifteen' is obviously not a lazy master. After the room is settled, he starts to give orders: "82, you go around the perimeter of the base to build a scent defense belt. 69, you go together, don't use it for now Set up traps, but several warning devices still need to be installed. 45..."

In just a few words, he arranged tasks for everyone, all of which were defensive in nature, with the purpose of building a defensive network on the base ground.

The '32' who snorted coldly when changing rooms before finally spoke at this time, he sneered and said: "Hehe, old guy, I'm afraid you made a mistake, the task we received is not to be a watchdog for others , but to eliminate that bullshit 'authority', so I'm sorry, I just want to have a good rest and recharge my batteries, understand?"

After speaking, he turned around and walked directly to his room.

Swish!
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, 'Fifteen' disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he had stopped in front of '32', then twisted his neck, and said hoarsely: "I'll count to three, you'd better tell my old man Do things honestly, otherwise I don't mind breaking your three legs!"

No one else came up to dissuade them, they all looked on coldly, as if they were not teammates who should get along harmoniously at all.

boom!
Before fifteen was counted, 32 was the first to strike. He flipped his hands, and two balls of orange-red flames appeared out of thin air, and then smashed viciously at fifteen.

But Fifteen didn't panic. Although he didn't dare to touch these weird flames, his speed was obviously more advantageous, so he beat the slow with the fast, and he was like a loach, swimming around 32.

"Old man, holding a chicken feather as an arrow, do you really think I'm weaker than you? Hmph, I want you to see my true strength today!"

32 knew that he couldn't procrastinate any longer, so he simply turned his heart away, and he didn't know what method he used, only to see those strange flames explode violently, launching indiscriminate attacks in all directions.

The others were not afraid of being affected by Chi Yu, and they still watched, but they all backed away a little.

Crackling!

Those seemingly inconspicuous small flames fell on the nearby ground, ceiling, and walls one after another, and instantly burned the thick steel plates into pits and pits. The power was astonishing, and they were also highly corrosive.

But Shiwu did not retreat but advanced, covering his face with his hands, and then resisting these terrifying strange fires, taking advantage of the moment 32 erupted, he punched him in the chest.

duang!

With a strange muffled sound, 32 was thrown flying, hit the wall behind him, and made a sunken human figure before stopping.

Only then did Fifteen pat the strange fire off his body, and the white robe was burned to tatters, revealing the dark golden soft armor underneath. This soft armor was made of unknown material, but it was not damaged by the strange fire.

The white robe on that 32 was also torn, revealing the soft armor underneath, but it was only silver-white. He struggled to get down from the hole in the wall, spat out a mouthful of blood, and cursed: "I don't accept it, you have a kind of beating!" kill me!"

But having said that, he didn't attack Fifteen again with strange fire, but just stared at him like a fighting cock.

Fifteen looked at him as if he didn't say anything, just turned his head to look at the others, and said coldly: "What are you looking at, hurry up and do something, you don't have as much smoke as he does!"

(End of this chapter)