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"But they have no way to declare war on a pharmaceutical company - the country's war can only be against another country. Unless they want to lose the state body." Persephone shook his head. "The tools at their disposal are limited, and my aim is to force them back to the negotiating table, and then they have to pay the price."

She turned her head and looked outside the porthole.The city gradually becomes smaller, and the land tends to expand as the height increases.

"The current emperor of Ursus doesn't have a good command of his army. So there's a lot to do here. Getting Chernobog jurisdiction without Rhodes Island being a target is not out of the question. There is no room for manipulation. As long as there is a [-]% success rate, I am sure to do it exactly."

"It's so complicated..." Miss Steele pushed the joystick. "Why don't I just go to the Winter Palace and have a death from the sky or let the northern border have an extra volcano..."

"So the topic is back again." Persephone looked at the time. With the speed of this aircraft, it would take at least a few more minutes to reach the reserved area. "About the Order of Star Transmutation, I just talked about their origin. Now I want to talk about their development."

"Oh?"

"I'm a little tired, can you lend me your knee?" Persephone's voice softened a little.But compared to the coldness of the previous slender posture.This time it was obviously warmer.

The difference between Lengsu Luoli and the kind young lady——probably that's it.

"You can do whatever you want with such a small matter." But Miss Stelter was too lazy to care about such details.

So Persephone lay on her lap—not a knee pillow, but the lower half of her upper body.And the feeling of warmth and softness came immediately.

—It's kind of... weird.

Miss Shirtle tilted her neck a little uncomfortably.She figured she might not need to use two hands to fly the craft—one-handed control is perfectly fine.And the other hand can move down a little bit to do something else...

One of her hands left the console involuntarily—then Persephone grabbed it and buried it lightly in her bosom.

"Forehead……?"

"Can I borrow your hand to warm you up?"

"Oh." The flaming-haired girl nodded, trying her best not to think about the warm touch from her fingertips, and... some kind of subtle squeeze.

She slightly adjusted the flow rate of the blood to raise the temperature of her hands a little.

"Is that okay?" she asked.

Then the girl doctor rubbed her hand.

"Well, that's good... Then the topic goes back to 100 years ago. The pursuit of the Priest of Star Transmutation by the hunters of Agor came to an end after nearly 100 years of unilateral beating. Because the hunters here During this period, the hunters hardly received any decent resistance - because until 100 years ago, the Priory did not show any great strength. They just hid well and hid deeply. They didn't resist but just fled, And that inevitably makes hunters less wary of them."

"So there's a problem?" Miss Shrter responded casually. "Agor was robbed?"

"Very close." Persephone replied: "During that time, the enemies of the hunters of Argor were not only the Priory - they had many enemies, many of them were not on the earth, but Active on the coast, on the border, and even in the depths of the sea. The number of deep-sea hunters is not sufficient. Therefore, after a hundred years of easy hunting, there are fewer and fewer experienced hunters participating in this hunting operation. .and the proportion of new entrants is increasing.”

"So, just 100 years ago, there was a drastic change." She paused. "After a certain unrecorded, but in essence, an ordinary hunting operation. The Agor hunters of that period all became subordinates of the Star Transmutation Order in one night."

"Huh?" Miss Shirter was slightly surprised.

"It should be some kind of large-scale mental disturbance, or erosion - Skadi is unwilling to disclose the relevant content. But she told me that the corruption of Star Transmutation is silent and irreversible. In that accident, Ago The Agors paid an unimaginably painful price. After that, the relationship between hunting and being hunted changed in an instant, and the Priory became the biggest opponent of the Agors."

"Pollution, erosion. During that time, many powerful warriors—whether Agor or not - would become followers of the Priory of Star Transmutation in a very short period of time. When the situation was most severe, the Priory The followers of the Society nearly left Iberia a wasteland. Until one day—”

"One day what?"

"I don't know. I haven't got the relevant information yet - the information I have obtained from Skadi and other channels can only support my understanding. At present, the only thing I can be sure about is Star Transmutation Yin Xiu They will have powerful demagogic abilities. When dealing with them, strong force is as important as a firm will."

"I think my will is pretty firm."

"In the past, you must have been very firm. You were so firm that they didn't dare to appear in front of you, or even if they appeared, they were regarded as ordinary opponents and were ignored by the immunity. But now..."

Persephone said no more.And a certain red-haired thing smacked his lips, feeling that this guy's opinion seemed to be reasonable.

— Well, I have to admit.The current me, not to mention lacking in spirit, at least my stability must have declined.

——Ah... If this is the case, it is not entirely without reason that Skadi came here every now and then to beg for a fight.Hmm...pollution?Find some time and have a good chat with her about this.

she thought.

She made up her mind.A schedule is drawn up.

In the next ten minutes, the two sides had nothing to say.

She was concentrating on driving the plane, while Persephone was lying lightly on her lap, her eyes were slightly closed, and she seemed to be asleep.

But she knew Persephone wasn't asleep—Chernobogo's operations hadn't been halted by her temporary departure.Shirtel could feel it, even now.Persephone has never stopped remotely operating drone swarms.

—She must be very tired.

— At least let her body rest a bit.

The girl thought to herself, making the aircraft drive more smoothly.This inevitably slows things down a bit, but the error is irrelevant.

So time continued to pass, bit by bit, minute by second.And when the plan, the large canyon covered with pyrite appeared in the eyes of the girl.A reddish figure imprisoned was clearly imaged at the bottom of her retina!

— Lyudmila! ?

She saw the integration hound that had freed itself from its collar.

And that Miss Hound is now bound hand and foot with a small group of Integral Movement fighters covered in bruises, imprisoned in a temporarily vacated car!

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Section [-]. Methods of domesticating hounds

Lyudmila.

Kingslayer, Lyudmila.

The red hound, the integrated sharp knife, the daughter of the scholar Ilya, Lyudmila.

She still remembered the fire a few days ago, the oncoming disaster, death, and the frenzy rooted in her heart.That group of flames, that piece of flame prison, that blurred figure.And, the scorching fire that penetrated into one's flesh and blood, muscles and bones, and passed through the limbs and bones.

That is not a power that mortals can face.

Facing it is tantamount to facing death.

So she ran away after waking up, fulfilling her last duty, bringing the news of the imminent disaster back to the Integration Movement, and then hurriedly fled.

You can only escape, what else can you do if you don't escape?

When she saw that the patriot's garrison was covered by a tornado made of flames, she no longer had any luck and courage left in her heart... Let go of her father's grudge for now. There are also many doubts.That Lord Kelsey may not be the real murderer, and Tallulah may not treat herself with sincerity and expectation.

People have excuses and reasons, and many things that they would never do before death will start to hesitate again.And when fear clenched her heart with the pungent sulfur breath, the fact that Patriot's life and death were unknown and Tallulah was missing became the push and excuse for her to take a crucial step.

She fled, taking with her a group of Integrity fighters who believed in her and followed her.She wanted to escape from Chernobog, escape from Ursus, escape from the vast frozen land under her feet, and then return to the distant land called Syracuse that even allowed her to acquire skills.She wants to reorganize her thinking and power there, and then move towards her own goal for the second time.

——Lyudmila, righteousness and justice are never the same thing, you must grasp the measure well.

A familiar sentence echoed in the girl Luper's mind—she didn't remember that the words her father taught her had such content.But there is always such a thick middle-aged male voice echoing in my mind.

She is confused.Confusion made her dull.

She felt that flames were flowing in her body, but what was stored in her blood vessels was not magma.

And just when she was confused and hesitant because of this confusion, she found that she and her companions were walking on the marching route of the Ursus army.

That was the mistake she made.

That mistake brought about a one-sided annihilation for her and her followers—even if she tried her best to flee with her subordinates in the first place, her wild hound could not avoid the legitimacy after all. Hunted by dogs——The hunters in black easily dispelled her Originium skills and cut off the retreat she had found.Then misery befell her and her companions.

A total of 41 people escaped Chernobog with her, but only [-] people survived as captives.And after the Ursas tortured Chernobog's current situation and reaped the results that satisfied them, there were only five people left alive.

Including herself, there were only five.

Ursus' torturers disjointed her limbs, bound her, and threw her into a caravan to be kept under strict surveillance.And judging from the few words she heard from this army on the march.The leader of the Ursus army seems to be planning to take her to Chernobog as a bargaining chip in the hope of using her in an event.

She is not afraid of becoming a bargaining chip, and being a bargaining chip means that she still has time to live.

The only thing she was afraid of was the twilight flame that suddenly rose outside the city of Chernobog.

Because she felt that the flame was swimming in her body.

..............................

Lyudmila opened her eyes abruptly.In the memory of the last few seconds when her vision was darkened and she lost consciousness, all she heard was the sudden noise and explosion from the front of the marching column.And the shaking that made the whole caravan topple and roll.

— The Ursus have been attacked!

--Have the opportunity!

——Must escape from this place as soon as possible!

A short three-paragraph thought suddenly took shape in Luper's girl's mind.Her perception was sharp because of the pain, and the moment she confirmed that no one else was breathing in the overturned compartment of the car around her, a series of slight but coherent crisp sounds came out from her removed limbs—— The dislodged joints were successfully closed, and her gaze cautiously scanned the surroundings.

The car was overturned, and there was silence outside the car—the integration members who were locked in the caravan with her were nowhere to be found.And the air was filled with an aura she was very familiar with.

The breath of blood.

——This Ursus army should have a total number of around [-]...

She didn't hesitate at all, and with a few rhythmic breaths, her flat stomach suddenly felt convulsed—a light metal egg that was absorbed on the stomach wall by her secret medicine in the past traveled up the esophagus and into her mouth .And the tip of her tongue squirmed a little, and the sharp thin blade stimulated from the metal egg tore off the shackles that sealed her mouth.

Shards of metal and composite material fell from her mouth, and she twisted to catch them with her body so they wouldn't fall into the car and make a sound.Then, the thin blade spit out from the mouth lightly cut the shackles that bound his hands and feet into unequal pieces.

This is not an easy task.

Because these shackles were originally attached with the origin stone skills of the Ursus people to increase their strength.But now that they are easily broken open, the only thing that can be proved is the real reality that the caster is dead.

She worked hard to move her hands and feet, regaining her dexterity as much as possible.

——The Ursus army must have encountered very terrible troubles... It's not a natural disaster, there is a battle... Is it a special force in charge of superpowers, or some kind of secret weapon that has been put into production recently?

She inspected the compartment, seeing chaos as far as she could see.Then she took a light breath, and rushed out of this narrow and difficult area as silently as possible.

She originally planned to rely on the carriage as a cover to maneuver quickly, looking for opportunities to escape from this predicament.

She failed.

Because she was on the outside of the car, she didn't see or hear anything.

--fog.

What caught in the eyes was a thick fog.

A crimson mist as thick as glue but without humidity.

In this dense fog, even with her keen senses, she could only observe a visible distance of three meters.But outside the three-meter thick fog, everything was silent.

There are many footprints on the ground, which are very messy, and more of them are traces of heavy objects being dragged - when she touched the soil, her fingertips were stained red the moment they touched the crimson ground - that is Blood, fresh blood.The blood of a corpse as it fell to the ground and was dragged away by something horrible!

The cold sweat was flowing, and the whole body was shaking.She forced her brain to work hard.

——An unknown monster, no, maybe a human.Because this crimson fog is an origin stone skill... It is similar to mine, but it is much, much stronger.

She bent down, as close to the ground as possible.Viscous blood was everywhere on the mud floor, but no vibration of the earth reached her ears—she covered her face with the front of her clothes as a makeshift mask.Feeling the smoking organ in the mouth that cannot be used due to the injection of inhibitory drugs, I feel a little excited and a little panicked.

Excited because the Ursus probably couldn't hold her back from her quest for freedom.

The panic was because of the weirdness of the caster and the power beyond her own imagination - she could also create a thick fog that could cover her actions and isolate her voice.But that kind of origin stone skill, which is not considered high-end, is useless in front of the Ursus army.But the attacker silenced the entire army with the same means as himself.And that meant that she didn't even have the qualifications to compare in front of the caster.

——It wants to kill me, and I must die.

——It is absolutely impossible to face it head-on, or even conflict with it.

Breathe, work hard, and breathe lightly.

The flames in the body became more and more powerful, spreading outward from the lower abdomen, gradually extending to the entire lower body area, and even the whole body.

There is a feeling of... being tickled.My whole body was trembling, and my heart and will became strange.She subconsciously pressed towards her lower abdomen, but froze in the middle of the movement.

--What am I doing?I... I have to leave now.

—I cannot die here!

Climb out!

Crawling on the muddy ground, making no sound, making no noise, just like a snake, moving.

She could see the ruts of the wheels and knew which way was beyond the canyon.So she tried her best to approach that direction silently.No matter what you see or feel, move closer to that direction.

After advancing five meters, she touched a piece of cold meat.Carefully crawling away from the side, with only half of her body, the smooth mirror-like corpse at the incision brushed against her face—her heart beat violently, and then she controlled her heart with a secret breathing method blood flow.

Keep climbing, don't stop, the further you go, the more corpses you will get.

More blood stained her body, and she crawled through the bloody mud half arm's length like a toad in a swamp.She pretended that the severed limbs, shattered remains, peeling organs and severed skeletons were mere ornaments.She tried her best not to let her heart beat too hard.

She froze suddenly.

The hands stopped, the feet did not move, and the blood seemed to freeze.

And the next moment, accompanied by a dull dragging sound, a huge shadow in the fog with a silhouette several meters high dragged a mass of heavy objects past her—no, that wasn't a 'heavy object'.That's a human, it's been kneaded together by brute force, dozens of flesh and blood made of Ursus soldiers!And she even saw that half of the body of the torturer who had removed his limbs and joints was embedded in this mass of flesh and blood, and there seemed to be foreign objects wriggling in the facial features with only blood holes left!

- This, this is!

Breathe, forgotten because of fear.She just kept that motionless posture, lying there for several minutes.Even though the dark red mud obstructed her breathing, she dared not move.