Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Everything happened very quickly.

When the suitcase was opened, the aura of the Comoros artifact could no longer be isolated by the heavy metal. Therefore, Horus sensed that call, that throbbing from the soul.

In a flash, his iron son realized that the other party's goal was the embassy. He immediately turned on the light and honked a warning, pushing out the two armed police officers who were about to be controlled. To be safe, he even shot an anesthetic.

The controlled Frenchman was killed by random shots. The golden ball rolled out of the box.

The gunshot attracted the attention of the embassy and the French and American embassies next door. The soldiers of the three countries would rush out soon. If they saw the golden ball, they would be in trouble.

Therefore, when Horus returned to his senses, as he picked up the golden ball that had turned the current situation of Comoros upside down, he informed Kang De.

However, when the mechanical arm touched it, a change suddenly happened.

The Transformer felt a strange and powerful force explode in its soul along the mechanical arm.

Its mind was connected. It could sense a will, a will from the golden ball.

The other party was stunned and surprised.

"What are you?"

It contained the joy of escaping death.

Horus then felt a tearing feeling in his soul.

An indescribable pain tore at its mind.

In an instant, it let out a painful scream.

Kang De's expression changed drastically.

Ever since his iron son was born, he had never seen the other party feel similar pain.

A black light flashed. Kang De crossed the void and shuttled into the body of the Hummer. The Dispel Scroll was activated, and ripples spread. He shouted, "What's going on?"

In response, the car trembled violently. His iron son's intermittent electronic voice spoke with difficulty.

"It… it's controlling me… Hurry… leave!"

Kang De pulled open another Dispel Scroll and stuck the mental defense talisman everywhere, but this was useless. His iron son roared in pain again, "…Let's go! It's in my body!"

D*mn!

Kang De activated his mental strength and tried to find the golden ball. However, in the next moment, the interior of the Hummer rumbled. More than ten guns stretched out from all directions and aimed at him!

Flames flashed and explosions sounded. Light flashed in the Hummer, intertwining into fireworks of death.

Kang De had already appeared in the sky. The giant eagle flapped its wings and swooped down, rushing in the direction of the embassy.

The Hummer's engine roared and had already begun to accelerate.

Kang De's gaze was cold. He stuck to the ground and released the Defender mechanism and the mechanical war dog. He took a detour to surround them from the left and right. He had long been calm in the face of many major matters and thought of a countermeasure as soon as possible.

Horus must have been controlled by that artifact spirit.

It was resisting and struggling.

If he had known that the Transformer would also be controlled…

He shook his head and chased away his frustration. He had not expected the other party to go straight to the embassy. Moreover, it was probably hidden in his iron son's body. In such a comprehensive contact, the talisman and the Dispel Scroll were useless—but these were not the point.

The most important thing was how to save it!

In a flash, Kang De had already thought of a countermeasure.

He would send his iron son into the white fog space!

However, before that, he had to restrict this Hummer.

He controlled the giant eagle to approach. At this moment, the Hummer weapons station rose and spun half a circle. The muzzle was raised and aimed at Kang De, who was in midair. Fire snakes spat and pellets wreaked havoc.

Kang De carried the giant eagle back to the white fog world and flashed repeatedly to dodge the muzzle. However, his previous encounter in the French military base repeated—the other party could actually sense his landing spot immediately!

So that was the case.

'This Comoros artifact spirit can sense me…'

As he shuttled continuously, he used the building wall to hide himself. He was not shocked, but happy.

Fight, fight.

One of the factors limiting the combat ability of modern weapons units was the capacity of ammunition. The reason why his iron son could win in firepower in the other world was that there was an all-artificial high-speed support soldier like Kang De who provided an endless stream of almost endless ammunition through the two worlds.

Now?

—Fight! Fight!

—I'll cut off your food supply and see how long you can squander it.

This thought was beneficial to accelerating his calm. As Kang De calmed down, he chased relentlessly.

The rolling sound of the Defender's mechanism rumbled. The mechanical war dog also ran wildly in the shadows. The huge eagle in the sky circled. As Kang De quickly advanced, he searched for the scroll storage. Now, he was thinking of a way to control this crazy Hummer and at least make it stop. As long as one of these alchemical mechanisms was close to his iron son, Kang De could immediately teleport over and think of a way to send it to the white fog space. He had won half the battle.

—Or he would directly win!

However, at this moment, when the artifact spirit saw that it could not hit Kang De, the weapons station circled 360 degrees and poured mortar shells, grenades, and rockets around it like a fairy scattering flowers.

—F*ck.

Fortunately, these two days were extremely dangerous. The king had already ordered all the citizens to be placed in the underground bomb shelter, but such an action was still dangerous enough.

This was because Moroni was not a modern city, especially in such a chaotic state. Once there was a fire throughout the city, this place would become white.

He had no choice but to withdraw and extinguish some of the burning flames, but this meant that his iron son was getting further and further away from him. However, there was no problem for the time being, because the Hima Eagle was still staring at it!

The artifact spirit seemed to realize that this was useless, so the car turned and sped along the street toward the city. Seeing this, Kang De took a deep breath.

He immediately made a call, "Leave where you are quickly and run east or west, or find an underground shelter nearby!"

"Roger!" Dense running and shouts sounded from the king's side, "I heard gunshots! Someone saw your car! What happened?!"

Kang De was silent for a moment before saying, "AI! Its AI program has been hacked and kidnapped!"

"Oh, detestable," the king said. After a moment, he said, "Dimitri said that he can launch artillery support at any time. The Shilka self-propelled high-tech cannon is rushing over. Do you need help?"

"There's no need!"

Kang De said sternly, "Listen carefully! Stay away from that car! I'll kill anyone who touches it!"

The king was clearly shocked, but he said nothing else. "I understand."

This group immediately got into the car, and even the French ambassador was carried over. Twenty to thirty people stepped on the accelerator and arrived at the entrance of a bomb shelter 200 meters away. They rolled and crawled in.

"Close the door, close the door, close the door!"

A king's guard shouted at the guard.

In this group, they were either Comoros or Russians. If there were outsiders, only the French ambassador and the few military officials beside him trusted Kang De without any reason, especially when it came to combat.

When Kang De said to run, they ran without any hesitation or doubts.

As expected, not long after the large iron door closed, intense explosions and gunshots sounded outside. There was also some kind of sound that he had never heard before that was similar to a cold freeze. The French people's hearts itched uncontrollably and they wished they could go out and take a look, but they were strictly guarded.

The French ambassador was frowning in thought when someone suddenly gently poked his waist.

The ambassador turned to the side as if nothing had happened. The secretary beside him also turned around slightly and took out his phone in a hidden posture. The brightness was very low, just enough to be covered by the light not far away.

The French ambassador looked at the contents of his phone.

It was a few pictures.

He immediately recognized the scenery in front of the Chinese Embassy.

A pile of rotten meat, two armed police officers lying on the ground, and an empty box.

He thought carefully and his expression changed slightly.

"That thing?"

He mouthed.

The secretary nodded slightly and pressed rows of words with his phone.

"The thing must be in the car, sir. According to observation and information, that car used long-range driving technology. The level of long-range control technology and weapons modification technology is extremely high. It's presumed to be from an organization with considerable technical standards. The current situation seems to be an internal strife that doesn't distribute the loot equally."

The secretary typed another line.

"From his intense objection to the king's proposal of long-range firepower support, that's indeed the case."

The French ambassador fell into deep thought, his eyes flickering.

Then, he made a decision.

"Report to the country," he instructed. "Hurry up. Maximum confidentiality."

The secretary understood and began to draft the email. The ambassador turned around and stood as if nothing had happened with the other two embassy officials. Then, he communicated in a low voice and blocked the secretary who was quickly writing.

At this moment, the secretary gently pushed his superior again.

"Sir." He lowered his voice and said, "There's news of the Americans…"

Kang De had already chased after his out-of-control iron son out of Moroni.

This was not a simple job, so it was very good progress. Leaving Moroni meant that Kang De did not have to be restrained anymore.

He had to snatch his son back quickly.

"Wait!" he shouted at the top of his voice. "We can talk!"

—I only have to coax it to stop. I'll carry it and run to the white fog space to talk about your mother.

However, the other party was unmoved. The Hummer's engine roared and accelerated, escaping into the distance.

Kang De could only chase after it, but he did not dare to get too close.

After leaving the city, it was also good news for the other party. This meant that his speed advantage could be fully displayed, but speed was Kang De's shortcoming.

As an alchemical creation, the Hima Eagle was not slow. However, if it carried a person, its speed would decrease in a straight line. Moreover, it could not get too close, because the artifact spirit could actually accurately sense Kang De's location. If it could not dodge in time, it would definitely suffer.

Similarly, although the skill he had just learned was very fast, it was not suitable for the current pursuit battle. He flew at 200 kilometers an hour and faced the large-caliber bullets shot over from the other party, he did not even have the chance to dodge… Therefore, the current situation was very awkward.

As a result, Kang De could only use a Buddhist method.

It followed behind, waiting for the artifact spirit to empty the bullets or exhaust its energy.

Or he could use words to provoke the other party and trick him to sit down and talk.

"We can talk! What exactly do you want?"

They said a lot of things like that.

"Do you want Comoros to be great again? I can help you!"

"Do you want a more perfect body? I can help you!"

"What's so good about this car?! You can't eat or drink. What's the point? There are too many enjoyments in this world. You need a body of flesh and blood to experience these!"

"I have a recommendation! The kind that can live for hundreds or thousands of years! He's burly and handsome, far surpassing mortals. Don't you want to have such a body? There's no need for us to be enemies!"

Kang De said in different ways.

He was simply like a demon, diligently tempting, luring the simple souls of hundreds of years ago into the evil enjoyment of modern society. Food, games, the Internet, men and women, power, and fun.

There were all kinds.

They were all fabricated by Kang De's imagination.

Especially romantic feelings.

—But so what?

The more innocent men who had never experienced that joy, the stronger their endless imaginations.

However, even so, it did not move the artifact spirit.

At this moment, the sky was getting darker, but it was already close to the darkness before dawn. Kang De activated his Dark Vision and rode the Hima Eagle to pursue relentlessly. He was already anxious, but he forced himself to calm down.

The only good news was that Horus was fine for the time being.

This was because the mysterious mental connection between the creator and creation still existed.

Therefore, he knew that his iron son was fine and that he had been resisting.

This was because the Hummer had never changed shape.

This was Horus resisting desperately. If it was Moroni, if the Hummer transformed into a huge robot in public, it would definitely cause a huge commotion in this world.

Such a huge robot could even change shape, turn into a car, and have self-awareness. It was no longer something that could be described with the words "black technology".

If this matter was exposed, Kang De would definitely be annoyed if all sides disturbed him.

Along the way, Kang De saw with his own eyes the change in the African land from late at night to dawn. The ground went from silent darkness to light. The roar of the Hummer was still shocking, and Kang De's gaze did not waver.

Because the dawn gradually rose and reflected the surroundings, everything he saw gradually became familiar.

When the air tower of the airport appeared on the horizon, Kang De recognized where he was.

The airport.

Western Airport.

Little Bob's former base camp.

The airport accommodated the resources prepared by the French.

The Western Airport that the king had mentioned.

Kang De had been here before and seen through Little Bob's hiding plan, or rather, the artifact spirit.

Now, he had returned here.

He was deep in thought. He slowed down and carefully lowered his speed.

After rushing into the protective net of the airport, the Hummer drifted and turned on the wide and flat runway, facing Kang De. The weapons station rose, and the hood and side body weapons stretched out. In the direction of the terminal, the heavy machine guns, Stinger missiles, and even anti-aircraft cannons of the temporary sentry post were all in place.

A muffled sound came from the car.

It was Horus's voice, but it was even more evil and gloomy than his iron son.

"Now, we can talk."

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