Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 1604 Chapter 110 Lunar War ()

Aparicia finds this amusing, since even he doesn't know why he's interested in Konstantin's proposal.He followed up with great interest, unhurriedly narrating his request amidst the splashing blood and minced meat, completely ignoring whether Constantine and the other guards listened, he asked Constantine more than once duel applications, but these applications were all rejected without exception.

Chemical psychological intervention and brain implants have transformed the psychology of genetically modified fighters to an almost non-human level to some extent. Conventional psychoanalytic theories cannot be applied to these superhumans. For this reason, the Immortal City has established a A new set of mental models to analyze the behavior of genetically modified soldiers.The core of this set of theories is the concept put forward by the emperor. Every genetically modified fighter is a violent and brutal war machine. The brain will lose many of the emotions that humans display in response to the outside world. .

In the eyes of other ordinary humans, these superhumans who are as indifferent as steel have no feelings for normal people, and are just tools for the emperor to exercise extreme violence on the enemy. Mood swings, let alone make any expressions because of witnessing the anti-human behavior of certain armed factions-for them, it makes no difference whether those religious armed forces stuff people into meat grinders or eat human flesh. Genetically modified fighters The function is to get rid of superstition and superstitious people——When the genetically modified fighters quietly escorted the exploration team into the Iraqi region, they wiped out a religious militant guerrilla that just happened to run into, and then the genetically modified fighters put the religious The militants were stuffed alive into the meat grinder, exactly as the latter had done to the civilians, except that the genetically modified fighters didn't give any cheers.Their expressions are as if they are facing a dull food industry assembly line and just want to get the job done as soon as possible.

"We need to cooperate, Constantine." Apatricia swung the battle ax in her hand until only an afterimage remained.He could hardly see Constantine's movements clearly, and the monsters blocking the way of the leader of the Janissary ushered in death in the blink of an eye. Use the Melta Gun to spray high heat on those Aetherials trying to get together. "The premise of cooperation is honesty. If I don't know the limit of the Imperial Guard, how can we cooperate?"

Aparicia caught a glimpse of the end of the line, the meat-grinder-like battlefield of the genetically engineered fighters.

None of these elite genetically modified fighters are idle, and they can still handle the current situation.The scales rubbed against the shield, making piercing screams, and countless sharp claws of different sizes frantically scratched at the upper edge of the shield, the etheric alien entities like the tide were completely unable to break through their defense line from behind.The genetically modified fighters fought and retreated, leaving a trail of corpses and various bodily fluids between the etheric alien entities, ensuring that the Sisterhood armed personnel in the middle had enough space to play the role of the melta gun.

"My warriors are bleeding, Constantine."

Constantine couldn't help frowning, he still didn't understand why Aparicia stood beside him to interfere with the battle. "I accept your invitation to participate in this mission, you must tell me the mission information." Aparisia pointed to his helmet, "Don't think I can't see that the document with the mark of the Order of the Praetorian passed through Modified many times. I know there is a portal below, but what else did the scout drone see beyond the portal?"

The steel storm gradually subsided, and the front was covered with corpses of the Alien Alien. Constantine took out the magazine to replace the ammunition for his long gun.The bolter that hung up in the empty warehouse was reloaded with a snap, and the commander of the imperial guard raised his long gun and fired two bursts, killing the etheric alien who was trying to destroy the steel staircase a hundred meters away.The latter exploded like a bag stuffed with juice, and all the corrosive blood fell on the wall behind him, corroding a big hole full of black cables.

"I need the genetically modified fighters to resist the attack of the etheric entity and buy time for Catherine." Constantine's answer made Aparisia want to swing the ax at him, but the commander of the guard seemed to be indifferent to this. I don't know.He took half a step to the right very naturally, and a garrison spear came out next to him, stabbing the etheric entity that popped up when passing the corner.There was not much light here, only the flashes of the bolter's fire could provide a fleeting brilliance. The commander of the guard was not affected by the flashes of the guns flashing around him, and he raised the spear firmly and pulled the trigger again.Without even looking, Aparicia picked up her plasma pistol and unleashed a cloud of white-hot plasma, delivering the final blow to Konstantin's target.

"That's all you need to know, Aparicia."

"What an idiot I was to choose a lighter topic for you. Since you don't want to talk about the arena, you better think this mission is worth the lives of my soldiers. Don't think that only the Praetorians have access to secrets Mission, you are just bodyguards and we are soldiers, we shed more blood. You are not the only armed force of the emperor, and you have no right to handle all missions on behalf of the emperor, and he will trust us more on the battlefield."

Neither Constantine nor the other Praetorians answered, they killed silently, as always, even Aparicia's attack did not change the established battle rhythm.

"I will not give up the mission because of this kind of thing, Constantine, we follow the emperor's philosophy to fight instead of power." Apatricia tried hard to hide her anger.He swung his battle ax horizontally, and the upper body of the etheric alien entity disappeared like an explosion.The imperial guards stared at Aparicia from the corner of their eyes, their muscles tensed, ready to deal with the possible attack of the Lord of the First Army at any time. "We will meet again at the court, Constantine." Contrary to the expectations of the commander of the Janissaries, Aparisia did not attack.He lowered his ax and stared at the commander of the imperial guards, "I hope you have a good explanation at that time."

Regent Victor von Doom couldn't help sighing.

Although not everyone in the Order of the Praetorians thinks highly of themselves, their secrecy can easily lead to misunderstanding.He thought it was necessary for him to inform the emperor of the conflict between the Order of the Praetorians and Aparicia. After all, the genetically modified fighters possessed the genetic characteristics of violence and bloodthirsty that the Praetorian Guards did not possess. If the two sides clashed, it would be an unacceptable loss— — This team went all the way down, and the armored convoy formed a defensive line, blocking all the etheric alien entities trying to enter the maintenance channel to intercept the mixed team.The powerful firepower made it unnecessary for this special operations team to focus all their attention on the task of blocking the enemy forces in the rear. The outstanding performance of the genetically modified fighters made fewer and fewer monsters track them. Later, Aparicia even After ordering the genetically modified fighters to set up the automatic turret, they formed another advance line alone.

This decision nearly doubled the speed of the task force's march.

Different from the quiet and precise fighting style of the Praetorian Guards, the battlefield of the genetically modified fighters is full of roars and violence. Each genetically modified fighter pours the power that the body and power armor can exert into the etheric alien entity, and the electronic muscle bundle sends out Overwhelmed metal screams.The brutal, savage, and even highly effective fighting stimulated everyone's nerves, so that Catherine and the Sisterhood also added their own firepower to this bloody ensemble.

The genetically modified fighters exerted unparalleled physical violence on those unorganized etheric alien entities. It was not until the flesh and blood of these etheric aliens completely collapsed that the shield wall and firepower network they formed took an extremely solid step. ——Imperial Guard Xiu It will immediately stab into the enemy's formation and start a new round of strangling. The Spear River of the Garrison rolled up a storm of black and red flesh, and the bursting gun flames flashed like thunder in the darkness. The practice is tantamount to falling into a trap actively, but the bloodthirsty violent impulse makes him applaud this behavior. No matter what the differences between the genetically modified fighters and the Praetorian Guards are in their missions, this wonderful battle is worthy of anyone's attention. Cheers to the honored warriors.

The sudden high-level communication request did not intend this violent process.

"Master Regent, the First Army will complete the task!"

Hearing Aparicia's voice on the communication channel, Constantine finally couldn't help curling his lips and clenched the handle of the spear.If he could, he'd like to add childishness to Aparicia's profile tag.This is obviously not the psychological characteristic that a genetically modified fighter should appear, but Apa Lisha's behavior makes Constantine think that he can match the label. "The commander of the imperial guards just shook his head coldly, making it hard to tell what he was thinking. The other imperial guards standing beside Constantine did not respond either. They were like machines covered in cold, Mechanical but precise kills." I will now assume command of this mixed squad. "The Lord of the First Army said loudly, "I will lead this team to the coordinates sent by the Regent as quickly as possible, and the priority of the coordinates of the portal will be reduced to Scarlet. "

Constantine stood before the last gate.

"Except for the Order of the Imperial Guards, all other armed personnel have joined the First Army and the chain of command. The Order of the Imperial Guards will continue the original mission. The First Army and the Sisterhood, please arrive at the coordinates of the portal on time after the mission is completed."

The commander of the imperial guards sped up his speech.Catherine nodded, quickly stood with Tita, and began to fill the gaps in the firepower of the genetically modified fighters until the gunshots stopped and the deck was covered with shell casings.Although I don't know why Victor von Doom chose a location far away from the portal, the emperor asked Catherine to listen to the regent's command throughout. Catherine believed that the emperor must have his own secret mission to complete.As for where the portal is, in fact, she didn't know before the scouting drone arrived, she only knew that she and Constantine had completed the mission in a dream, but when she came here, she understood everything .

Now is not the time for her to move forward.

Constantine looked at the 20-meter-tall giant airlock door. The rusted alloy and steel walls dyed the entire deck red, and the detection system of the power armor kept indicating that there was high temperature behind the door.After taking out the key given by the emperor, the rusted gears screamed with difficulty, and the airlock door opened with tiresome slowness.Constantine caught a glimpse of a golden light flashing behind the door, and a flame-breathing steel wing flew through the air and then fell rapidly. It wasn't until the genetically modified warriors and the sisterhood left one after another that the Order of the Praetorians began to communicate in the channel. "This is a very special mission." The commander of the imperial guard seemed to understand something. "This is a prophecy and a prayer. He has secured victory for us. Now we just need to follow the route he set."

"What does this mean, Commander?" Hannibal asked.

"Maximus and Black Bolt are still alive at this moment." Constantine said, "There is no linear time in another dimension, and subjective consciousness can affect objective facts. Now there is a portal behind him, and he guides me to see the road to victory. Now I will go and complete the order, you wait here."

[When primitive humans painted hunting scenes on rock walls, it was a prophetic ritual.This ceremony prays for a smooth hunt and enough meat to feed the tribe. The primitive humans draw a future scene and lock in a suitable future.Constantine's dream is a ritual, locking the future scene and achieving it in reality. The battle in the dream will be repeated in reality until it leads to the future I have chosen. 】

Constantine felt that everything in front of him was familiar.

The huge mutated bodies of Maximus and Black Bolt, the air heated by molten iron, the phantom guards and Catherine—yes, there is also a Catherine here.It’s just that compared to the Catherine created out of thin air by the emperor, this Catherine’s body struggled between illusion and reality——she saw Constantine at a glance, and then another forbidden body with the same blurred figure. Wei Jun understood everything in the blink of an eye.

"How many times is this?"

"The 120th ninth time." Constantine replied.He raised his spear, "It's also the last time."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)