Shadow of the Beautiful World

(The chapter at 12 o'clock was blocked, and I don't know why, what about pornographic content? Are there any defenders like this among our readers? This book is worth your effort A chapter was sealed today, and I will make up another chapter for everyone.)

Queens, Aunt Mei's home.

What are you arguing about?

Ruiwen, who had just finished a meditation, was wearing loose clothes, pushed open the door of the mystery room and walked out, and saw Peter and Frank glaring at each other in the room.

Peter sat on the sofa and was angry, while Silly Dog was lying on the carpet, baring his teeth and yelling something.

Raven asked, and Peter turned back to his sister and said:

Frank is a bad guy, it sent Goo-goo away!

Um?

Ruiwen looked down at the silly dog ​​in surprise, she said:

You bully Cuckoo? Aren't you afraid of being beaten by it?

Don't listen to this silly boy's nonsense.

Frank poked his neck with his short hind hoof, and the dog in a small suit explained with a dissatisfied expression:

Cuckoo ran away by himself, and I don't know what happened.

I was stealing uh, I mean, I was 'cleaning up' cat food for Goo Goo and he broke it. The violent big bad cat was going to punch me, but the purple light flashed and it was gone .”

Frank stuck out his tongue and said:

We've all seen Cuckoo using teleportation. It can open the portal and it's purple, so it must have escaped by itself. As for why, I don't know.

Did you leave by yourself?

Ruiwen glanced at Gu Gu's cat litter, where there were still some leftover cat food.

She closed her eyes and sensed it. There was indeed an energy remnant similar to teleportation in the room. There was a high probability that what Frank said was true.

But why did Cuckoo run away suddenly?

What did the cat sense? Or something urgent?

I heard that Goo Goo ran once before?

Frank stepped on his short legs and circled Raven twice. He raised his head, looked at the little master, and said:

Eric told me that Cuckoo was away for a long time that time.

Well, there is this incident. That time Gu Gu went to lay kittens.

Raven squatted down and patted Frank on the head, she turned to Peter and said:

Maybe Gugu is really in a hurry, but you don't need to worry about it. Its strength is enough to make it walk sideways on the earth, and maybe it will come back in a few days.

Goo Goo is a cat who is only occasionally a little nervous.

For the past 7 months, without Merlin's control, the cat has occasionally left the house and wandered around on a whim.

As a devouring beast, it has a powerful devouring ability and can open the portal at any time, making it a rare opponent in this world.

When it just disappeared, the family didn't pay much attention to it.

I don't like to mention the matter of Gu Gu, after all, it is related to the mysterious purple-eyed girl Ganata, and this matter will take some time to ferment.

On the other side far away from New York, in the south-central part of North America, in the state of Texas, where the people are tough, another important thing is happening.

Boom

Several black transport helicopters parked in the Texas wilderness.

In the gust of wind blown by the helicopter propeller, a group of guys dressed in black jackets and flowered headscarves, dressed similarly to motorcycle riders, jumped down.

Under the command of the leader Roman, these heroes from New York carried their respective equipment and quickly assembled.

This is the famous East Coast superhero team Deadlock Gang.

They accepted a special employment agreement early this morning.

Brothers! You must be wondering why we left home and came to this ghost place!

Wearing a suit of armor, the second uncle in middle school, the number two figure of the Deadlock Gang Roman pushed his uniquely shaped helmet with feathers.

With his hips on his hips, he spoke to the more than 50 superheroes assembled in front of him:

The reason why we came here is because the source of the group of demons that have been raging in New York recently has been found!

The Roman pointed to the large abandoned oil factory a few kilometers behind him, and he said to his brothers:

Those devil bastards all came out of this abandoned oil factory over here.

It is said that not long ago, a group of crazy cultists held a terrible ceremony here, opened the door to hell and this world, and released the demons in hell.

Although the local situation is under control, there will still be sporadic demons escaping, and they can be found in New York and even the entire East Coast.

The Roman emphasized his tone, and he shouted:

After Miss Ash learned of this, she got in touch with the local organization responsible for clearing the source. As the most powerful superhero organization on the east coast, the Deadlock Gang accepted their employment!

In the next month, we will be stationed here to help the local guardians clear up the demons that are constantly rushing out of hell.

This is the duty of a hero, and it is also the next big project of the Deadlock Gang.

Ashe's loyal henchman shouted to the heroes before him:

I'm a rough man. I'll put my ugly words up front. If anyone dares to run away, ruin the reputation of the Dead End Gang, and embarrass Miss Ash, I will crush him to death with my own hands!

Speaking, this guy added another sentence:

Well, this is a high-risk mission. Ms. Ash promised that after the mission is over, more allowances will be calculated based on individual contributions, but it will only be distributed after the mission is over. Does anyone have any opinions?

No one has an opinion.

The first batch of more than 50 people who arrived were all diehards who had followed Ash for several years.

They joined the Deadlock Gang, gained fame by relying on the praise of the media company under Ash's command, and received a generous salary every month. It can't be said that they are heartbroken by the Deadlock Gang, but their loyalty is absolutely reliable.

Coupled with the fact that there are reporters filming the job this time, this is a good opportunity to become famous and get a better salary, so naturally no one will have any objections.

as for the danger

What kind of superhero is afraid of danger?

Isn't this in itself a business of working hard to make money?

Okay, let's go!

The Roman waved his hand, and several trucks parked at the landing point drove over and took the members of the Deadlock Gang to the abandoned oil factory.

After everyone left, the Roman looked around, took out his mobile phone, and called Ash in New York.

Ma'am, I have done as you said, and no one doubts it.

very good.

Ash's cold voice came from the phone, she said:

Steady them, at most a month, and the trouble will be solved.

Okay, ma'am, look at mine.

The Roman hung up the phone, got into his car, and drove into the wilderness.

As Ash's most trusted henchman, the Romans knew that the Deadlock Gang had recently encountered difficulties in cash flow.

Things are very troublesome, the wealthy Miss Ash has already been unable to pay this month's salary, she is raising funds, but it will take time.

She signed an employment agreement with the mysterious Mechanic Cult in Texas.

On the one hand, these guys spend a lot of money, and the salary they get after this job can just make up for the gang's funding gap this month.

On the other hand, all the main members of the Deadlock Gang were transferred away from New York to prevent things from leaking.

This matter must never be known to others.

Most of the superheroes who can join the deadlock gang are very realistic guys.

They're here for the big paychecks and the chance to make a name for themselves. To put it simply, these superheroes depend on the well-paid jobs to support their families.

Not all metahumans are as willing to do the work of ordinary people as Clark or Carol.

Not everyone is willing to accept the solicitation of the Sky Eye Society to do some shady black work for the government.

There was the Heroes' Association before, but after the Heroes' Association was disbanded, there were very few choices left for these low-level heroes with average abilities and not outstanding minds.

At least on the east coast, joining the deadlock gang, which is currently growing in popularity, is their best choice.

Ten minutes later, the superheroes of the Deadlock Gang arrived at the abandoned oil project.

What caught their eyes was the entire factory area that had been burned by the fire.

On those collapsed buildings, there are still twisted, burnt black steel, and the ground is covered with ashes. In those ashes, there are some broken limbs of alien creatures.

Most of the buildings inside the factory had collapsed, as if an earthquake had occurred, and there was a nearly 100-meter-long crack on the factory floor.

The Roman jumped out of the car and stood on the edge of the crack, looking down.

Bottomless.

Occasionally, there were sneaky howls coming from the dark crack, and the inhuman screams made the Romans who had been strengthened several times uncomfortable.

In the center of the crack, a huge metal drill bit was thrown there. Under the sunlight, the distorted drill bit still exuded some weird light, and some distorted runes could be vaguely seen.

The metal tower used to house drilling equipment broke off from the center, like a bridge, and lay across the ravine.

And around the crack, there are scorched corpses, most of which are hell demons crawling out from the pit. Under the sunlight, those horrible corpses are turning into black smoke and dissipating, like burning Ashes after.

But there was still some broken metal.

It was like being torn apart by a demon.

Omnic?

Behind the Roman, a wild girl in a cowboy outfit with a mohawk and armbands suddenly shouted:

Boss! Look, it's full of omnics over there!

Um?

The Roman raised his head and looked at his subordinate's fingers. Sure enough, on the other side of the ravine, in a cleared area, more than a dozen armed omnics with weapons were patrolling.

Since these omnics are different from the omnics walking in New York City.

Each of their bodies is shaped like a warrior in armor, and they all wear thick, ceremonial hooded robes, just like religious believers. There is a rather weird logo on their robes.

It was the interlacing of several gears, vaguely combined into a skull.

The Romans also noticed the small forts that had been erected around the large ravine of the factory, as well as the heavy weapons that gleamed coldly in the sun.

The operators of these weapons are all omnics!

There are even a few bipedal machines docked at the edge of the ravine, and the square body is covered with weapon launch ports.

Small-caliber, large-caliber, super-large-caliber barrels, and a huge steel backpack like a honeycomb missile launcher.

Once that thing is fired, it is estimated that it can easily blow down a building.

Boss, I feel weird here.

The Mohawk girl with the sharpest eyes looked around in fear. She lowered her voice and said to the Roman:

There seems to be no one here at all. They are all robots. You noticed that the eyes of those omnics are all red.

Don't panic!

The Roman himself was a little flustered, but facing his subordinates, he still had to show a steady demeanor. He forcefully explained:

Those red lights are the manifestation of omnics entering the battle state. You haven't seen them because the omnics in the city have not loaded the combat module at all. The omnics active here are all dedicated to war. Don't mess with them.

Don't worry, warriors of the Deadlock Gang.

Just after the Romans had finished speaking, a woman's voice sounded in front of them.

The Roman raised his head and saw a thin woman walking out from the shadow of the factory under the protection of several black armed omnics.

It's supposed to be a human, but she's also wearing the same hooded robes as those omnics, with the same emblem of the cog skull on it.

The Romans noticed that there was a black thing in series on her belt, which resembled a small incense burner.

She was also holding a metal cane that was taller than her. At the top of the cane, there were three probes extending out like spider limbs.

As the woman walked, the probe spun, and from time to time a blue spark jumped out.

My name is Jemima Cumming.

Standing in front of the Romans, the mysterious short woman raised her head, revealing a human face under a heavy hood.

She wears weird, steampunk-style glasses with overlapping lenses. When she talks, the precision machinery on the glasses frame is constantly moving, replacing several lenses.

The Roman sensed that the babbling woman in front of him was scrutinizing him.

He felt as if he had no clothes on.

I'm the person in charge of the Mechanicus here, and I'm also a follower of the God of Mechanisms. You can call me Ms. Cumming, or 'Dove'.

Okay, Ms. Cumming.

The Roman looked at the armed omnics with red eyes shining in front of him, and said:

We have accepted the hire and come to help you defend against the demons crawling out of hell. Where is our defense zone? Is there anything here that we need to pay attention to?

Your job is to defend the perimeter and prevent those filthy demons from escaping.

The mechanical priest raised her cane and pointed to the high-altitude and ground defenses built around the factory. She said:

Especially at night, those demons will become more rampant. They howled and crawled out of hell, trying to pollute the world by all means, which makes Machine Soul unhappy.

She emphasized:

You must shoulder the task of killing the surrounding area, so that my brothers can infiltrate into the big ravine with more peace of mind and prevent the demons from breaking through.

Why do we have to fight a protracted war with them?

The Roman frowned and said:

Why don't you ask the caster to seal the crack and solve this problem once and for all?

That has something to do with a hell lord.

Ms. Cumming said calmly:

It's hard to find such a spellcaster in this world.

In addition, there is no need to be too restrained here. Mechanicus is not conservative. You can play as you like, as long as it does not affect the mission.

The mysterious woman waved her hand, and she said to the Romans and other heroes:

Every night, we will hold a mechanical descending ceremony. If you are interested, we welcome you to come and watch.

Do you have faith too?

A superhero wearing a cross behind the Roman asked in surprise:

Are you followers of Mendata?

No.

Ms. Cumming turned, and as she left, she said softly:

We believe in a greater power.

You'll see you soon.