[Comprehensive British and American] After the mage traveled through the super British world

"A passenger in the port of Piraeus, Greece, was found to be carrying undead artifacts enough to infect 10 people. He has now been captured, and the local staff requested the headquarters to send a commissioner to deal with the seized items."

"A large-scale gang shootout broke out in Detroit. Someone reported that one of the parties used semi-dead gunmen and carried heavy sniper guns. The local police department requested assistance..."

"The barrier of the gods found abnormal energy fluctuations at 03:30 am and [-]:[-] am today, requesting instructions."

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Cyril is sitting in the "Light" command room, on the semicircular world map stretching along the vault above his head, the red and orange light spots are constantly flashing, representing everything that is happening around the world at this moment The actions of the undead can be observed, and the secret agents and administrators in the house are too busy to touch the ground.

The people sitting here basically have experience in dealing with emergencies. Overseas personnel are often also serving in the local police or security system. A huge network, under the green light of all human governments, is closely spread to global.

As the highest officer, Cyril was the most leisurely one, and even had the time to pick up the cup at hand and drink steaming black tea.

Until Emily came over with a sealed file and pushed the thick stack of paper documents in front of him.

The young female agent with black hair and black eyes had a calm face. Before Xi Ruier opened the file, she introduced the situation in a low voice: "On a rural farm in Maryland in the southern United States, a religious organization that has been very active recently was discovered. Known as 'Eternity', it has been baptizing new believers since three months ago, and the number has reached more than [-]."

Cyril felt a little dizzy when he heard it. He flipped through the files and asked, "Have all the believers been transformed into undead?"

Emily nodded: "This is information from the FBI."

"Then destroy it directly."

Emily then shook her head: "They transformed all the adult believers into undead, but there were at least 300 children living inside, all of whom were normal humans. Those cultists had guns in their hands. The undercover FBI agents then sealed off the farm, set up machine guns outside the residential area, set up roadblocks, and resisted arrest by force."

Cyril thought for a while: "Holding children and official agents as hostages... Low-level undead don't have this IQ, and the main planner is at least a mid-level military officer."

Emily spoke quickly: "We must start operations as soon as possible to ensure the safety of the more than 300 children. I am applying to send a commissioner with a rating of A or above to carry out the task, and you will be present in person."

Cyril got up immediately, "I will tell Jean to get ready, and at the same time ask the Flash for help."

After confirming the specific address, Cyril opened a portal that could transport him to Baltimore, the big city closest to the rural farm.

Just one second before he was about to leave, a long and piercing emergency notification suddenly sounded behind him.

"Sir! There is a conflict between two tribes in the Middle East, and both sides have nearly a hundred undead warriors! What should we do?"

Cyril said without looking back: "First find the government liaison officer to obtain an entry permit, and then contact Superman, he will solve everything."

It has to be said that although under the hard work of Cyril, "Brightness" has begun to take shape, and it has played an unimaginable role in preventing the undead from infiltrating the world, but the high-level undead have a strong learning ability. Under this circumstance, they also learned to integrate into the existing ecology of the earth on a small scale, and made every effort to destroy the social order of human beings.

Once the social order collapses, those unarmed ordinary people will become the fattest and weakest prey in the hunting ground.

Just half a month ago, a certain ancient European consortium family with huge wealth was infected by the undead. They manipulated the money and contacts accumulated for hundreds of years, and through the operation of professional agents in the financial market, they ruined the The economy of a small African country, in which it was supposed to be fomenting an armed rebellion, quickly plunged it into disarray.

If the Black Panther King had not assisted the local government in suppressing the rebellion by force, and had invested heavily in post-disaster construction, this small poor African country with a population of several million would have become the first place on earth to fall.

This kind of situation where there is a fire and where to rescue will continue for some time.

Cyril didn't put all her hopes in humans at all.

In the past few months, he has been to S.H.I.E.L.D. and obtained the fragments of the Mind Gem from Nick Fury. At the same time, through the Asgardians, he has contacted other intelligent life in the universe, and he wants to obtain the fragments of the Soul Gem in the shortest possible time. Collect the most original power of the universe.

But so far it has had little effect.

Under the high-speed operation of "Bright", all personnel and materials are basically in place.

Qin was wearing a black training uniform, obediently sitting on the riot vehicle, and nodded slightly when she saw Cyril coming in.

"Well, are you ready?" Cyril smiled at her.

Qin shrugged his shoulders, and said in a relaxed tone, "Connor has followed Superman to the Middle East to perform a mission. I'm just here to deal with a group of rural farmers, so I don't need to make any preparations."

Indeed, compared to the tribal armed forces with tanks, RPGs and even missile launch bases, these two thousand people are just ordinary undead who have not received military training at all.Not to mention waiting for the Flash to arrive from Star City in a while, saving those hostages is just a matter of effort.

Even Cyril came here only to prevent them from detonating the power of the undead and polluting the surrounding villages and cities in a desperate situation, and Qin is too young, and the power of the phoenix in her body may get out of control.

"Sir," the car door was knocked several times, and then opened with a bang. A young agent was poking his head outside, "The FBI branch in Baltimore sent someone over. Do you want to meet?"

Cyril: "Who?"

The young detective with small freckles on his face scratched his head: "It is said that he is a doctor of psychology and an FBI criminal consultant. His name is Hannibal Lecter. The 'leader' in it was once his patient."

"Has he been scanned?"

"Well, he is clean and has not been polluted by the power of the undead."

Cyril lifted up her robe, stretched her legs and stepped out of the car door.

As soon as he got out of the car, he turned his head and saw that the doctor in a three-piece suit was already standing by the side of the road, holding a dark brown leather briefcase in his hand, and a low-key sapphire brooch pinned to his chest, matching the surrounding uniform The agents who were in a hurry were out of place.

He keenly sensed Cyril's gaze, turned his head immediately, and smiled at him in a friendly manner.

For some reason, this Dr. Hannibal is somewhat similar to that Casillas who once had a relationship with Cyril.

But the difference is that Casillas is silent and cold, while Dr. Hannibal is personable, with a kind of melancholy gentleness in his temperament. Compared with the current popular American male aesthetics, he is more like an old-fashioned gentleman from Europe.

Cyril walked over and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Dr. Hannibal. The situation is urgent, so I won't exchange pleasantries. May I ask what kind of help you can provide during this operation?"

Looking at the equally handsome but handsome young elf, Hannibal shook his hand moderately, "I have published several papers on the simultaneous transformation of the psychological environment after human beings are transformed into undead, although the current samples are still Too few, and the findings are not generalizable. But John was one of my patients, and I can probably guess where he hid those hostages."

Cyril was a little surprised.

If these hostage-holding cults/cultists were human beings, Jean or Charles could easily detect the location of the hostages from their brains, and even brain-control them to abandon their weapons and surrender. do it.

And because of the interference of the undead's biological magnetic field, the infrared detector cannot work, and it is difficult to confirm the hostage's location through technological means.

Even if the Flash is fast, knowing where the hostages are hiding in advance will greatly improve the safety of those children.

If this doctor really has a way, that's even better.

Hannibal's voice was unhurried and full of texture, like golden quicksand under the moon.

"John is still a little boy who hasn't grown up in his heart. For him, those children are not only hostages and food, but also a bright color in a gray world. He will not abuse them, so those who used to accumulate There is no need to check the abandoned storage bins for sundries.”

Xi Ruier couldn't help but nodded after listening to his analysis.

Hannibal looked at the attitude of the "bright" chief executive, smiled slightly, and continued: "I just looked at the map here. In the 60s, in order to deal with the nuclear threat of the Soviet Union, a There should still be beds in the underground air-raid shelter.”

Cyril has also seen that map, but in his heart, the undead officer commanding this infiltration operation will definitely take out human children to block guns, let alone protect them.

If Hannibal is right this time, maybe he should change his original concept.

Cyril has always respected the scientific spirit of the earth.

He asked Hannibal to take shelter in a safe place, and after confirming that all personnel were in place, he started the operation.

Qin flew into the mid-air, a circle of fiery red light, enough to start a prairie fire, enveloped the entire farm, and the Flash Barry took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the farm.

Gunshots, cries, and wailing rang out, and the increasingly active Phoenix Force dyed half of the sky red, like a spectacular sunset at dusk.

"Have you found the hostage?" Cyril pressed the invisible communication earphone next to his ear and contacted Barry directly.

In just a few seconds, Barry has successfully found the location of the hostages and successfully evacuated more than [-] children. While repeating the action of picking up the children and rushing out, he replied: "Hannibal The doctor guessed right, after I went in, I went straight to the underground air-raid shelter, and I found these children there."

Cyril couldn't help but glance back.

Hannibal was standing behind a riot vehicle in the distance, surrounded by a ring of local police officers.

Even though he was so far away, he still felt the gaze cast by Cyril, smiled and nodded slightly, as if he was confident in his own judgment and confidence.

Another five seconds passed.

Barry's voice sounded in Cyril's ear, and he was slightly out of breath, "The operation was successful. All hostages, including [-] children and an FBI agent, have been evacuated to a safe place."

"Qin, you can do it now."

The power of the phoenix that has been wandering outside is like a weapon that has heard the command of its master. It raises its head and draws out its sheath, setting off a destructive fire on the ground.

What they burn is the power of the undead.

At some point, Hannibal had already walked up to Cyril, looking at the warm light in the distance, his golden-brown eyes were full of waves, and after a long while, he sighed softly: "It's beautiful."

But Cyril turned around and extended an invitation to the man beside him.

"I don't know if it is an honor to invite you to be the research consultant of 'Guangming'? We can provide you with more samples and research opportunities."

The author has something to say: please rest assured, Uncle Ba is not completely on the side of humans, nor is he completely on the side of the undead.