I'm In Charge of SCP Chapter 283

God Yarnden, the front-line command immediately sent a report to the O5 Council.

And when the satellites could synchronize the pictures of Akada City, all the O5s scattered around the world also saw the battle situation here.

To be precise, I saw Zhang Jue's "heroic posture".

With the power of one person, a true **** is hardened in the front.

When Robert Bumaro was defeated, no one thought he would succeed.

To stop Ion, and to prevent the incident from becoming unmanageable, the O5s held a simple conference call.

The first is a summary of Angelo's command work.

Several O5 believe that although his plan failed, it was not a problem of execution, but simply because he underestimated the power of a god.

After all, he is still young and has no experience in handling such things.

But now that things have developed to this point, there is no need to criticize him now.

The most important thing is how to solve the current problem.

After a brief silence, one of the O5 sighed and said, "I'll go and see."

The meeting ended simply.

Ion's ascension did not actually hold much weight in the hearts of the O5s, because it was part of their work.

They deal with many such vicious incidents every year.

Bian's more powerful and cruel things are not unacceptable by the Foundation.

After the meeting, the O5 handed over the work at hand, and disappeared from his position.

Just ten minutes before the ruins of Akada City, Zhang Jue disappeared with Yan.

There was silence all around.

Robert Bumaro used the last bit of supernatural power to pull Alfred and the magicians from Zhang Jue's alien space back to reality.

There is no final conclusion about the final result of Ion's explosion. They came out first, which is actually very dangerous.

But they all remembered Zhang Jue and figured it out to see what was going on.

They immediately looked around, but Zhang Jue was nowhere to be seen.

It's as if he never appeared here.

Alfred used a perceptual magic to expand the sensing range to a few kilometers, but still couldn't sense Zhang Jue's breath.

"Does Consultant Zhang have another different space?" Alfred asked.

Robert Bumaro shook his head slightly, because he wasn't sure either.

Robert Bumaro coughed a few times, his life will soon come to an end.

If it hadn't been for a little divine consciousness to maintain, his body would have been torn apart.

Alfred wanted to cast medical magic on him, but Robert Bumaro refused.

"Don't waste time." He said, "My injury is no longer treatable by humans."

Alfred sighed.

In order to kill Ion, the Foundation and the GOC paid a huge price.

Even the leader of the Broken Cult came here.

But all failed.

In the end, they relied on Zhang Jue to get a life back.

But Consultant Zhang disappeared, and he didn't know his life or death.

If possible, he is even willing to change one life for another.

But this was only his wishful thinking, and that consultant Zhang, most likely died together with Ion.

After all, Zhang Jue, as an ordinary person, could not resist the final eruption of a god.

The magicians erected their staffs and began to chant spells, preparing to surpass Zhang Jue's undead.

Suddenly, a clear voice came from behind them.

"I said, who are you crying for?"

Alfred turned around suddenly and saw Zhang Jue standing not far away, looking helpless.

"Please, my uncle is still very young, and he hasn't had a baby before, so it's very unlucky for you to do this, okay?"

Alfred hurriedly stepped forward and looked at Zhang Jue up and down, and said in surprise: "Consultant Zhang, are you okay?"

Zhang Jue spread his hands and said, "What can happen, just rely on Ion's parallel imports, and want to kill me, there is no door—"

"It's great—" Alfred almost flushed his eyes.

At this time, Robert Bumaro also rushed over from the rear.

He has no limbs, but he can still float in the air, which is probably the last little power of being a god.

Seeing that Zhang Jue was okay, he was also relieved.

According to the agreement between the two, he wanted to help Zhang Jue kill Ion and obtain the Divine Fragment, but in the end, it was Zhang Jue who defeated Ion in one fell swoop.

This left him with no face to face Zhang Jue.

Fortunately, Zhang Jue is not such a hypocritical person, at most, he wants extra money.

After a moment of silence, Robert Bumaro asked the question he cared most.

"Counselor Zhang, Yanta..."

"Dead." Zhang Jue said bluntly.

"Really?" Robert Bumaro was a little unbelievable.

Zhang Jue said with no anger: "Believe it or not."

"This...really great..." Robert Bumaro, who had always been calm, became excited.

He has fought with Ion for thousands of years, and has always wanted to get rid of this villain for mankind. Now that his wish has finally come true, how can he not be moved.

Alfred was also very happy when he heard the news.

The magicians behind him embraced in excitement and wept with joy.

Alfred arched his hand to Zhang Jue with CN's etiquette.

"Consultant Zhang, I represent the Global Occult League and the Magicians Association, thank you."

"You're welcome." Zhang Jue waved his hand, "Go back and tell your boss, just send me something."

The crisis was lifted abruptly and Alfred relaxed. He had promised Zhang Jue to give him some benefits. Naturally, there was no objection at this time, and he smiled and said, "Dare not follow your life."

After the business was finished, Alfred and Robert Bumaro met in unison, and both looked at Zhang Jue with indescribable eyes.

What they think in their hearts is the same-this consultant Zhang is young and his strength is unfathomable.

If you have a deity in front of you, you can not only kill it, but also retreat.

With such a number one person in the Foundation, it is no wonder that it can be the king and hegemony and become the largest organization on the planet.

Neither the Broken God Cult nor the GOC can compare with it.

It would be great if this consultant Zhang was their companion.

Presumably, there will not be so many colleagues and friends who die because of various things.

Alfred spoke slowly: "Consultant Zhang, I have a ruthless please."

Just after the end of a fierce battle, Zhang Jue was also a little tired. He yawned: "If you have anything to say, I am anxious to go home with my wife and children."

Alfred had not been in contact with Zhang Jue for a long time, but he had already figured out his temper, and he didn't care much about this kind of joke.

He deliberated his words: "Consultant Zhang, can I, on behalf of the Magicians Association, invite you to give a lecture at our magic school."

"Lecture?" Zhang Jue's eyes widened, "I don't know magic, what class do I teach?"

Alfred shook his head: "No magic, only fighting skills. If they can learn a little bit from Consultant Zhang, it will be very useful in the future, and it might even save their lives."

It turned out to be so.

Presumably Alfred had seen all kinds of insidious tricks he used during the battle with Ion, and hoped that he could teach those magicians to make them less "righteous".

Zhang Jue nodded: "Well, then I'll be more respectful than my fate — the issue of remuneration will wait until we have time to talk about it."

Alfred was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed.

Ion is dead, and the power of those believers has been absorbed by Ion, and the Sarkic sect will completely disappear from the earth.

Regardless of the Foundation, GOC, or the Broken Cult, you can breathe a sigh of relief, and it can be said that it is the best ending.

So even if many people were sacrificed, the whole atmosphere was still slightly relaxed.

The three of them talked a few gossips and were about to discuss follow-up matters. A group of helicopters flew over from a distance, with the SCP logo printed on them.

These people, like the police officers in some TV series, often appear "in time" after the event is over.

Everything is done by others, but the credit is theirs.

However, Zhang Jue was wrong. These people were not here to grab power. Several helicopters were loaded with weapons, and it seemed that the visitors were not good.

Zhang Jue's face gradually cooled.

What can't be done, Tim Chaos is the first place.

A helicopter landed slowly.

A man with the appearance of an official walked down from above to see the standard of his clothes, his level is not low.

"Consultant Zhang." He saluted Zhang Jue. "I am the chief of staff of the Foundation's Sarkic sect annihilation operation. Bloomer, on behalf of all members of the action team, would like to express my gratitude to Consultant Zhang for his assistance. "

Yes, according to his statement, Zhang Jue took such a big risk to kill Ion, only to "assistance".

However, Zhang Jue didn't really care about this kind of status.

He looked around at the helicopter hovering in the sky, pointed at the dark muzzles, and sneered: "Why, this is the Foundation's latest thank-you etiquette? It's very unique."

Zhang Jue's tone was slightly mocking, but Bloomer shook his head.

"Consultant Zhang, these are not aimed at you."

"Who is that?" Zhang Jue sneered.

"he."

Bloomer pointed to Robert Bumaro, who was floating in the air behind Zhang Jue, with only his chest and head left.

"If I didn't admit my mistake, this should be the leader of the Church of the Broken God, Robert Bumaro. According to Lord Angelo's instructions, we need to take him away."

Only then did Zhang Jue realize that they had actually made this idea.

Robert Bumaro and Ion fought desperately, their power was exhausted, and there were not a few days left to live, but the guy named Angelo still didn't intend to let him go.

After all, Ion was killed by Zhang Jue.

It took so long for Angelo and his action team, even abandoning part of the Foundation staff and using nuclear bombs, but nothing was achieved.

If you don't do anything, it is probably not easy to explain to the O5 Council.

So they set their sights on Robert Bumaro.

The **** of flesh and blood was not caught, and it seemed reasonable to catch a **** of machinery.

Robert Bumaro doesn't really matter anymore.

Ion Fuzhu, his wish has been fulfilled, what does it matter where he died in the end?

However, Zhang Jue didn't think so.

He straddled a foot to the right and stopped between Bloomer and Robert Bumaro.

"What are you talking about, I don't see any leader of the broken god."

Bloomer could tell that Zhang Jue didn't plan to admit it.

But before he set off, Angelo had already given the order to die, no matter what happens, he must take Robert Bumaro away, even if there is a conflict with Zhang Jue.

"Counselor Zhang, offended."

With a wave of his hand, all the helicopters suddenly dropped in height, and their guns were all aimed at Zhang Jue.

The meaning is obvious, if he insists on blocking, they will shoot without hesitation.

It was not the first time that Zhang Jue was pointed at by the Foundation's own gun.

He lowered his head, no one could see his expression clearly.

Alfred wanted to help, but did not speak.

After all, this is the foundation's housework. He represents the GOC and the Wizards' Association, so it's not easy to be beaked.

Robert Bumaro sighed and said, "Counselor Zhang, it's okay, just let me go with them."

Hearing what Robert Bumaro said, Bloomer breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the other party was willing to go with him, he didn't want to offend Zhang Jue too much.

After all, this consultant Zhang has a good reputation, and I heard that Mr. Le Shui did not please him.

Bloomer didn't think he was better than that Mr. Le Water.

However, although Robert Bumaro was relieved, Zhang Jue still lowered his head and did not intend to let him go.

Bloomer's heart shuddered.

"I really... give you a little face. Any cat or dog dared to yell in front of me and live impatiently?"

As Zhang Jue said, a black long knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

He swiped at the sky a few times, and several helicopters that were closer together broke apart and exploded.

Seeing this, other helicopters fled, and they survived.

"Consultant Zhang, you—"

Seeing this, Bloomer panicked.

He did not expect that Zhang Jue would actually attack his own people.

However, he didn't know that, except for a few specific people, Zhang Jue never regarded the Foundation as his own.

Zhang Jue raised his arm and pointed at Bloomer with the tip of his knife.

"Go back and tell you what Angelo, let him send someone, I will be here today, to see who dares to touch Robert Bumaro a hair, God and I kill, not bad for these few people."

Zhang Jue's tone was flat, but what he said was shocking.

His move is tantamount to openly challenging the Foundation.

Robert Bumaro looked at his back and sighed.

Bloomer is in a dilemma.

After all, Angelo is not a good-natured person. He must be watching the situation here through satellites. If he goes back to his life like this, he will definitely not end well.

What to do, do you really have to fight hard with this consultant Zhang who just slaughtered the gods? How is this different from suicide?

Bloomer hesitated ~www.mtlnovel.com~ However, at this moment, a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic fell from the sky.

It fell in front of the two.

He fell to the ground from a high altitude, and even a little dust was not agitated, which is evident in his strength.

Bloomer was overjoyed when he saw him coming, and hurriedly saluted: "My lord--"

The middle-aged man did not look at him, but turned to Zhang Jue.

"Consultant Zhang, everyone takes a step back, and today's affairs have been revealed, how?"

The other party actually spoke Chinese, and he looked like a CN person. Zhang Jue looked at him up and down: "Man, who are you?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "O5-3."

The four thousand words in this chapter are added for the reward of Mr. Fan Momo. There are still 13 chapters left.

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