Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds Chapter 459 – Chapter 459: 459

Chapter 459: 459
No One Can Save the French Today

It was a flash.

Orus had already recognized the identity of the person in front of him.

The objective of this mission.

A sinner who brought shame to the great Fabersi.

He had already seen the photos and files a hundred times.

His appearance was already firmly imprinted in his mind.

“Kang!” he said sternly. Virtue!”

The French Violent Bear wanted to strangle the king, but he felt a sharp pain in his clamped left arm. The scorching light burned his arm, and extreme uneasiness surged into his mind.

In a flash, he released the king's neck and allowed him to fall down the stairs. His right hand had already pulled the heavy shotgun on his back and aimed it at Kant before pulling the trigger.

The explosive gunpowder exploded, and lethal bullets shot through the air. Kant let go of the Frenchman's arm in an instant and dodged the shotgun's close-range attack. He jumped down the floor and caught the king. He then kicked a glass window and rushed into a room on the third floor.

“How did you end up like this?” he asked, lowering his head.

Tears and snot made the king's face a mess. He muttered,”I'm sorry.” I'm sorry…”

Kant followed his gaze and looked out of the window. He saw a car that had been almost split in half by the battle axe.

There was also blood and broken remains.

The next moment, he grabbed the king and dodged to the side. Immediately, a huge earthquake came from the roof. The shotgun blasted a big hole in the roof. The bullets hit the ground violently, and flames flew. Orus 'roar was accompanied by the sound of the shotgun's shell being thrown and the sound of the gun being fired. The house was riddled with holes.

Then, the sound of air breaking through the window rang out, and two arrows shot in one after the other.

Phoenix Vision and Fire Stealer's Power could already see the dark-green color in the air.

Poison gas.

And…

It exploded.

Flames surged, air currents flew, the windows shattered, and the door slammed violently. Kant carried the king out of the room and sprinted along the corridor. His eyes were surrounded by phoenix flames as he peered at the source of the fire through the walls and obstacles. One, two, three, four, five, six people. They were high-energy individuals, and they were fundamentally different from ordinary people.

In the distance, there were many people in twos and threes, and it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.

“Brother, let me go. Don't let me drag you down…” the King whispered.

“Shut up.”

Kant looked around. The civilians downstairs had yet to disperse. The king was by his side, and the enemy was cruel and bloodthirsty. They had the means to kill in a large area. The battlefield should not be here.

There was a loud bang behind him. Large pieces of reinforced concrete fell down, and smoke and dust dispersed. Orus 'bear-like figure appeared. He smashed the roof and fell down. He grabbed his shotgun and roared,” Kant!”

Kant did not even look at him. He immediately turned around, broke through the wall, and rushed into the room on the right. Shotgun gunshots and the sound of bullets breaking through the air came from behind him. Orus 'French kept roaring like a beast.

Two more arrows broke through the window.

Kant's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He activated his Divine Shield of the Air and the explosion came right at him. Using spells as a shield and extraction as a spear, the blazing shockwave was instantly eliminated. With the power of the explosion, Kant flew out of the intense flames with the king in his arms. His body was as fast as lightning as he crossed the street and landed on the roof of the second floor opposite!

Then, without stopping, he rushed into the distance!

Sharp arrows pierced through the air behind him, and gunshots rang out nonstop. Kant had already leaped downstairs. Using the terrain of the street as a cover, he avoided the direction of the high-energy individuals and made his way toward the embassy.

“Orus!”

The archer pulled out the axe from the car and threw it back to his companion. Orus breathed heavily like a bull, his eyes red with excitement. His companions who were waiting for orders gathered around, ignoring the chaotic shouting crowd below. Everyone's face revealed a happy and expectant expression.

That was because…They had won.

Yes, Kant was back.

Kant was forced to reveal himself.

And there was no news of any attack from Fabixi.

This meant that they had forced the terrorist to abandon his evil plan through their actions, preventing the glorious Fabixi from being attacked. In a sense, as long as Kant reappeared in Moani, Fabixi would obtain an undisputed victory in this war.

” Report to the country that we have achieved a major victory in our first mission. Next, we will expand our offensive and expand the results of the battle to completely crush this incompetent person who dares to threaten Fabixi.”

Orus held the battle axe in his hand and slashed it a few times. According to the original plan, he was much weaker than he had imagined! But we still have to go all out!”

That's right, the brief confrontation earlier was enough to explain the problem.

With the cooperation of the group, the other party could only be beaten up…It was truly comical and laughable.

Such an incompetent person actually dared to threaten Fa Baixi.

“He can't escape…Because his father is still in the embassy, he didn't bring the king away.”

They took out and changed their equipment and set off in the direction of the Chinese Embassy.

The news of Kant's appearance spread throughout the world in an instant.

Everyone who was qualified to know knew the news immediately.

The French presidential palace was filled with thunderous cheers. The members of the emergency team clapped or high-fived each other in celebration. The president shook hands with the minister of defense, and their smiles were relaxed and satisfied. In the end, Kant's method of deterring Faberci was only to surprise him. When he was forced back to Moani, the outcome would be decided.

“What a farce.”

The other heads of state and important officials who were qualified to know the situation heaved a sigh of relief. They suddenly felt that it was ironic that they were actually made to face a great enemy by such news and threats.

However, after mocking himself, he smiled bitterly.

If it weren't for the fact that the phenomenon was becoming more and more frequent, who would be so nervous?

After a discussion, the heads of state and important officials decided on the next step. Other than what Big Bob had promised, the first thing to do was to put pressure on China.

The man named Kant must be dealt with severely as a deterrent to the Extraordinaires.

After a short discussion, the will of the nation was reflected on Moani's observation team. They noticed Kant's appearance and paid attention to the brief confrontation.

It looked like Kant was at a complete disadvantage.

” It's time to set off, gentlemen. The lords of the Congress have issued new instructions for us to find an opportunity to cooperate with the French, such as helping them hold back the Chinese officials… In any case, let Kant die.”

” The general's order is to stop the fight. When Kant is about to be killed, go out and stop the fight. But pay attention to the strategy. You just need to pretend to stop the fight, but don't save Kant. Let the Chinese be killed by the French. We'll be in charge of persuading the French to calm down and understand their combat methods and training ideas. Then, we'll beat them up. Whoever beats the French half to death will be knighted.”

“The two of you go and save our compatriots. The rest of you follow me to watch the battle. Unless you receive an order, you are not allowed to attack. Do you understand?”

Whispers, discussions, disdain, excitement, and almost no regret.

The supernatural beings hidden in the city gathered in the direction of the embassy.

“Kant has appeared! He took the king and fled this way!”

On the rooftop, the short-haired woman held a telescope and reported,”The French are chasing!” The supernatural beings from other countries that were detected earlier are also rushing over here!”

Buzzcut spat the cigarette butt on the ground and flexed the huge steel gloves on his hands. Are you thinking of the country now?”

After a short while, the instructor put down the communication device and said,”Prepare for battle!”

“With this big group?” Buzzcut turned around.

“An order is an order!” the instructor said in a deep voice. The order is for us to grit our teeth and hold on at all costs until Kant's life is saved through diplomatic mediation! He is very important!”

Buzzcut cursed as he stretched his muscles. The woman didn't say anything. She opened the bag by her feet and took out the sealed pure metal and high-energy fuel bottles.

“You ran quite fast.”

Moani was a small city. As Kant got closer, he could see his figure clearly. The French people were chasing him relentlessly. The crew-cut man said,” I'll go get them!”

He jumped down the stairs and over the wall. In less than a minute, Kant had crossed a distance of several hundred meters. He was like a gust of wind. The crew-cut man went forward to meet him. His fists collided, and his gloves made a clanging sound.” The strongest esper in the world. Look over here. You're running quite well…”

The next moment, he swallowed the sarcastic words at the tip of his tongue. From dozens of meters away, he could clearly see Kant's gaze and the surging killing intent that followed.

The killing intent disappeared in a flash. It was almost an illusion, but the crew-cut man instinctively realized that the killing intent disappeared because the other party saw his skin color and hair color and understood his language.

He opened his mouth slightly. Before he could organize his words, Kant had already flown past him.

He flew to the roof and ignored the two people on the roof. He turned around and went to the front yard. He rushed to the third floor and put the king down in the ambassador's office.” Wait here.”

He looked up at the stunned ambassador. Two men and a woman.”

The ambassador subconsciously replied,”The country… Comrades in the country…”

“You look like you have some skills.” Kant said,” Ask them to help take care of the king.”

“Oh…” Before the ambassador could reply, Kant had already pushed open the door and left.” Wait!”

Kant walked down the stairs. Seeing that there was no one around, he returned to the white fog world. When he came out again, Horus had already left his shoulder and back.” Father, will you be alright by yourself?”

Kant replied,” No problem. Your side is the key. The swarm is coming soon. Remember the specific process and location. Don't make any mistakes.”

“Yes, I'll do it as soon as possible,” Iron Son said in a deep voice.

After saying that, the Transformer transformed into a long and narrow metal beast, drilled through the ground, and sank.

Kant stretched his neck.

The instructor jumped down from the third floor and entered through the main entrance. He bumped into Kant and asked in a serious tone,” Kant, what are you doing?” Please stay in the embassy and don't show yourself. Or you can return to the country through your ability. Please cooperate with my work!”

Kant nodded.” Thank you. I appreciate your kindness. I can't thank you enough for making this trip for me. Please protect the king. I'll go out and deal with those people.”

The instructor reached out to stop him and said angrily,”Now is not the time to talk big!” I know you're young and you can't keep your face up, but you can still get back your dignity after a few more years of training. You shouldn't be trying to be brave now and act like a hero. You should take responsibility for everything you do. Your father is still here! What will happen to him if you die! Stay here, the country is fighting for you! Don't let their efforts go to waste!”

At the same time, Orus's wild laughter and roars could be heard from outside.

The instructor obviously understood what the other party was saying. He frowned and wanted to persuade Kant again, but Kant shook his head and sighed. His figure returned to the darkness and crossed the portal.

The other party's expression changed drastically. He reached out to grab it, but he was already a step too late.

He turned around and rushed out.

” Don't get into any conflict with the Chinese in the embassy. Try not to. The locusts are about to arrive. They will be responsible for taking down the castle. In the chaos, no one can protect Kant's life.”

The embassy district was already in sight. Orus 'eyes were red, but he still chose the wisest plan. He carried the tomahawk and held the shotgun as he ran on the wide streets of the embassy district. Some of his five companions were hiding nearby, while others were not far away from him. They moved at the same time and covered each other.

Before hunting, one had to be patient.

He grinned hideously, looked forward to it, cursed loudly, and humiliated her.

It's best if you don't show your face. Let the world see your humble and cowardly appearance and then kill you.

This was the best performance.

“Come out! You pathetic mouse, you lowly monkey, how dare you humiliate the great Fabixi? Where did your proud look go? Didn't you claim to be the strongest esper? Could it be that your superpower is shamelessness and escaping in a sorry state? You…”

He brandished his battle axe to boost his momentum. Moani Urban area not big, and the Extraordinaires who had displayed their skills had already arrived nearby. This was an extremely interesting performance. Orus would establish his status in front of the Extraordinaires all over the world. When he thought of this, he cursed even more vigorously.

Should he add some livelier programs? He picked up his shotgun and aimed it at the embassy…

The next moment, the Bowmaster's shout came from the tactical earpiece.

The sense of danger that made his hair stand on end appeared once again. Orus roared, and a layer of faint red light shone around his body. With his left foot as the center, his body suddenly turned half a circle. Borrowing this huge centrifugal force, the battle axe in his hand bypassed the moon arc and swept backward!

“Bang!”

There was a loud bang.

His right hand was in pain.

The intense backlash made it impossible for him to grab the axe handle. His five fingers burst out with a bloody light, and the blood scattered. The scarlet light shattered with a bang, and the axe fell out of his hand.

After that, Orus turned around and saw the scene behind him.

The Chinese man, Kant, was right behind him, right in the path of the axe's sweeping motion. He merely raised his arm to block to the side. The incandescent light formed a shield that did not ripple at all.

The other party's eyes were calm and indifferent. He looked at him without any fluctuation.

But he was speaking.

“Eh…This is…”

He couldn't understand, but he could read the other party's gaze.

This was truly…A predator's gaze.

An inexplicable fear appeared out of nowhere. Just like how he would feel a strong sense of danger every time Kant appeared beside him, he did not take the sense of danger to heart because he had experienced too many crises. But this time was different!

Almost instantly, he raised his shotgun and immediately pulled the trigger. This was the most perfect and quick reaction. He did not waste a single second. The warrior's instinct was already at its limit.

However, the other party was even faster than him.

Kant's other hand grabbed the shotgun's barrel.

Orus pulled the trigger at lightning speed.

He pulled the trigger.

.. Where's the trigger?

His fingers moved. Tens of thousands of shots had already developed muscle memory, but the heavy and tangible force feedback landed on nothing. He was stunned and subconsciously lowered his head to look.

The wind blew fiercely.

This was a heavy punch.

Orus instinctively raised his hand to block.

Kacha.

The sound of bones cracking was followed by intense pain. The violent impact shattered his arm and crashed into his face, causing his big face to twist and distort in shock.

An indescribable strange power surged in his body.

His mountain-like body involuntarily retreated.

The second punch.

His arm, which had been injured by the shock of losing his axe, was twisted, and more blood splattered. There was also a burning pain that penetrated his bones. He felt that someone had stuffed an incendiary bomb into his arm.

The third punch.

When his chest hit the ground, Orus thought that he had hit a mountain. The bones in his body cracked, and the power was transmitted to the ground, causing the ground to shake. A series of terrifying sounds shattered his bones, and his legs could no longer support his body. He knelt on the ground with a bang.

The impact and pain made him feel confused. He blinked hard, as if he still did not understand what had happened. He raised his head with difficulty, wanting to see what had happened.

Kant's left hand gently patted his opponent's bald head.

Kant's Phoenix Vision allowed him to see the surging life force in his opponent's body. A familiar force was keeping him alive.

It was pretty good.

He raised his foot and crushed the other party's limbs one by one. He also crushed his jaw. He said with a pleasant expression,” Keep it up. Keep it up. I'll be back in a while.”

She said it in English, hoping that he could understand.

Three punches.

The embassy district was silent.

There weren't many civilians here. There were only envoys and staff from various countries, as well as Extraordinaire observation teams from various countries. There were also the French. They thought that the battle was already set in stone. The only variable was Kant's ending. However, it was only for a moment.

What exactly…What happened?

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Kant walked to the side and pulled out the axe that Orus had dropped.

Then, he used his right hand to chop off part of the blade.

What was he doing?

“Move…Do it…”

A Frenchman's trembling voice sounded in the tactical earpiece.

It happened too quickly. Before the archer who had discovered Kant's teleportation could even fire an arrow, Orus had already been completely shattered. For the same reason, the team members who were supposed to act immediately forgot to do so. When everything was over and they realized what had happened…

What stopped them from attacking was no longer shock, but fear.

Orus… He was defeated.

Three punches.

After training together for two years, they all knew how strong and durable their companions were.

.. Should he continue?

“Otherwise… Why don't we retreat?”

Someone said with a trembling voice,” Camille is hiding our whereabouts. He doesn't know where we are. If we leave now, there's still time…” There's still time…”

There was a strange silence. No one spoke. Or rather, no one had digested what had just happened, whether it was the person involved or the bystanders.

Kant was the only one quietly fiddling with something in the embassy area.

He chopped off the blade of the axe, grabbed both ends of the long handle of the axe, and then exerted force.

The sturdy steel axe handle was slowly bent into an arc.

Then, he squatted down and lifted a huge piece of cement from the ground. He shook it in his hand, and the gravel kept falling. Finally, what he held in his hand was a thin and long cement rod, about the thickness of a pinky…The bystanders were watching his actions and were surprised by his power control.

But he was puzzled.

What was he trying to do?

Then, he tore a long piece of cloth from his body and tied it to both ends of the bent iron rod. He tied a dead knot and pulled the long piece of cloth, making a soft sound.

“This is…Bow?”

Many people exclaimed in surprise. Although they were supernatural beings, many of them were of ordinary birth. A toy bow made from a flexible branch and a thread was a childhood memory.

As for the archer, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill.

Because this was a bow!

This was a bow!

The next moment, he saw Kant's gaze.

Even though he was far away and Camille's Esper Ability had concealed his tracks, the archer was certain that Kant had seen him! The other party knew where he was and even made such a shitty bow because the Chinese man had already chosen his next target, and that was him!

He had even thought of a way to kill him!

Using this dog shit bow!

Moreover… He could do it!

Damn it!

The intense fear and excitement made the archer jump up. He grabbed four long arrows and shot them like a string of beads. Explosion, poison, poison, and combustion. Master craftsmanship, the crystallization of the wisdom of various field experts and military companies, the limit of modern technology, and his awakened abilities and talents, he shot, threw, shot, and shot at high speed. His mind corrected the trajectory as an extension of his arm.

However, an arrow made of cement vibrated the air and let out a heavy whistle.

A rag without any elastic energy, an incomparably hard iron rod, and a cement arrow that was so brittle that it made one's hair stand on end. These three things were ridiculous, especially when compared to the special bows and arrows made by modern technology. The difference was like a cloud of mud. However, the whistling sound that shook the air and the unstoppable speed made the archer smell the fear of death at the first moment. What was going on!

An explosive arrow exploded in the air, causing sparks to fly in all directions, interfering with the other trajectories.

Another cement arrow tore through the air, corroding the archer's hiding place into pits and hollows.

This was poison.

The archer desperately rolled and fled, and the third cement arrow set off a blazing explosion.

This was an explosion.

Two more.

The shockwave and death forced the archers onto the streets.

The Chinese man walked towards him step by step with the self-made bow and arrow that was almost child's play.

His posture, his footsteps, his eyes, his movements, and even his posture of holding a bow and arrow made the archer despair with just a glance. He saw a gap that was as deep as the sky.

This was a true archery master, who would leave behind a glorious name in ancient times.

How could this be?

How could he know that the Chinese people in front of him were participating in the cruelest bloody battle on the real battlefield, fighting head-on with a race that had been proficient in archery for thousands of years, facing the God's Archery that had been refined to the extreme, dodging, charging, and killing in the rain of arrows that were as dense as bullets, killing the strong enemies, tearing them apart, killing them, extracting them? In the midst of life and death, the Fire Stealer read the deepest memories of the soldiers, which were the moments when they fought hard on the battlefield.

Although those memories were all fragments and had disappeared like smoke under the power of obliteration, leaving only broken fragments, they had ultimately become food for the Fire Stealer.

The archers pulled out their arrows with all their might and fired. Each arrow was like a string of pearls. The two archers approached each other and fired along the street. They did not dodge or dodge. However, everyone watching the battle could see that the gap was overwhelming. Kant only needed one arrow to block three to five arrows.

And with that kind of bow and arrow.

With a crack, the bow that had been forged with advanced modern materials snapped. The archer wanted to pull out his gun, but the next arrow nailed his hand to his thigh. The pain made him fall to the ground. He screamed in pain and looked up at Kant. He wanted to say something, but the next arrow had already pierced his forehead.

The archer's lips trembled.

Another arrow pierced through his forehead.

Then, it was the face, chin, throat, left cheek, right cheek. The archer's corpse shook until his head turned into a hedgehog before he fell to the ground.

Kant looked around indifferently.

Even the Extraordinaires from other countries far away held their breaths and lowered their heads. They even kept repeating in their hearts,'Don't get the wrong person, don't get the wrong person…'

They all knew that Kant was choosing his next prey.

The Extraordinaires from these countries had obtained unimaginable powers. They felt that they were extraordinary and proud. They had come under orders, some to observe, some to order. The main character of the incident was an Extraordinaire named Kant. No one thought that he had any chance of turning the tables. At most, he would be spared through China's concessions and compromises. It was still unknown whether he could keep his abilities…

He did not expect things to turn out like this.

The Chinese, who were destined to be prey, were calmly slaughtering the supernatural beings of Fabixi. The turmoil in the city, the upcoming locust plague, and the consequences of opposing Fabixi… It was as if he didn't care.

Moreover, his methods were cruel, and he had no chivalry or respect for his enemies.

The onlookers felt that… Deep fear.

They had awakened extraordinary abilities and thought that they were different from the rest. They had more missions on their shoulders. Everyone had a heroic complex. Therefore, nothing could awaken the fear in their hearts more than seeing extraordinary people like them being slaughtered like pigs.

No one dared to stop him.

No one dared to stop an Asian from killing a white man, a Chinese from killing a civilized person from the Western world, or an Extraordinary from a red country from killing an ally of the North Atlantic Alliance.

The Extraordinaires of the free world were all watching helplessly.

It was as if the so-called universal values and beliefs of justice that they had previously insisted on were all lies.

Kant had already untied the cloth and straightened the bent axe handle.

He held the handle of the axe with both hands. Then, a blazing light spurted out from the top of the handle and turned into a blade of light. He held it in his hand like a giant Zhanmadao.

The next moment, a loud noise came from a house about 50 meters away. A Frenchman in light armor and carrying a big sword cried and ran away. He shouted,” Come and save me! Save me!”

At a distance of 50 meters, the Zhanmadao danced like a windmill, splitting apart walls and destroying houses. Death was on its way, and in an instant, it was behind him.

The Frenchman frantically shouted to parry and called for his teammates 'help, but no one responded.

He brandished his greatsword, and the specially made blade was surrounded by blazing flames. However, even if it was a sword technique passed down from the European chaotic era, even if it was the technique cultivated by the top swordsmen of the world, even if it was the most scientific and modern training and simulation… It was still not a real battle.

It could not be compared to the skills forged from the cold weapon battle between swords and magic in the other world.

After three exchanges, the Frenchman fell into the dust with his sword and hands. He staggered back, his armor and body were cut in half, and his upper body fell to the ground. He spat out blood and struggled in pain.

Kant came to his side, raised the blade of light, and slowly stabbed down. He wanted to give the last painful moments of his life ample time, hoping that the tip of the blade would fall soon.

No one could save the French today.

PSS1: 7,500 words! Damn it, it's almost 8,000 words. That's only someone else's fourth update, and it's already finished at 1 o'clock. Where are the tickets and the blade?

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