Chapter 740: King of Sniper
Chapter 771 King of Snipers
Outside the plant area where work was stopped, several heavy steel tanks with police station signs and black all over stopped here.
In the face of the strong wind, the solemn-looking police took the participants who were unconscious in the factory into the car. They will conduct a second screening of these personnel and leave files for punishment. Not far away, there are more than ten people. People dressed similar to but different from these police officers are standing there watching this scene quietly. They are all wearing silver eagle armbands, and the head of them is a tall man with blond hair and golden eyes, wearing a policeman. Woman in uniform, police cap and a silver-gray sniper rifle behind her back.
In the Emerald Principality, the navy and the army are the most violent organizations. Below the rankings are the dark beasts in the Black Forest and the dark department responsible for intelligence work. In addition, the Emerald Principality actually has one more that cannot be ignored. The violent department of the country is the police station.
As the violent department with the most contact with the people and the most widespread distribution, the police station is mainly divided into two parts, one is the ordinary police, with a large number of people, responsible for handling daily affairs, and the other is the Silver Eagle Special Operations Team, all of whom join the Silver Eagle The members of the special operations team are all transcendents, and most of them are Chakra transcendents. They will take over when things involved reach a certain degree of danger, such as this doomsday church assembly event.
Of course, compared to the official name of Silver Eagle, people outside, especially those who are active in the dark, are more willing to call them hyenas wearing black skins. They are ferocious, cruel, and cunning. Once they smell it, they will never let go. , People hate to gritted their teeth.
"Captain Catherine Detachment, thank you for your return this time, otherwise this Tier 4 superpower might have escaped."
Behind half of his body, with a complimentary smile on his face, a man wearing an exoskeleton spoke.
Hearing this, other people also agreed. This time if Catherine, the detachment leader, didn't appear suddenly, there would really be a problem with their arrest.
Silent silence, flaming red lips biting a lady’s cigarette, Catherine spit out a beautiful smoke ring, invisible power permeated here, isolating the external wind.
"After I go back, write a summary of the situation and hand it in, remembering the mistakes made this time."
A slightly hoarse voice sounded, pressing her hat brim, carrying her sniper rifle, Catherine walked outside.
Hearing this, the others quietly breathed a sigh of relief. They just wrote a report, which is not a punishment.
"By the way, the detachment leader is really beautiful."
"Not only is beautiful, but also powerful. It is the fourth-order supernatural sniper king of the firearms and magical path. He also has the fruit alchemy, Barrett Destroy, the night assassin. If prepared, in the fourth-order Few rivals."
As soon as the conversation begins, it quickly becomes lively. For beautiful women, most people are willing to look at them, not to mention the powerful, attractive, and temperamental beauties like Catherine.
"Well, although the detachment leader is beautiful, it is a thorny rose, so don't think too much about it."
Looking at the more and more enthusiastic atmosphere, the man as the team leader interrupted.
Hearing this and looking at each other a few times, the others changed the subject consciously.
"Boss, this time killed a Tier 4 natural disaster child of the Doomsday Church. This is a lot of credit. Why doesn't the detachment leader seem too happy?"
Looking at the figure gradually farther away in the wind, some people were puzzled.
"The credit is not small, but you don't look at what time it is. The leader of the detachment is probably still worried about the coming storm."
Looking at the dark sky outside, the man wearing an exoskeleton spoke up. At this moment, his rugged face couldn’t help but a worrisome surface. Are there any eggs under the nest?
Hearing this, a cloud of haze continued to rise in the hearts of other people.
"Hey, it is really troublesome. According to the warning issued below, there should be a natural disaster-level storm about to land."
"Well, the sky is falling and there is a tall man against it. Although the natural disaster-level storm is terrible, the existence of the admiral-level navy will not be left unattended."
Looking at the frustrated team member, the man as the team leader spoke with comfort.
"We'd better complete the finishing touch quickly. After all, the storm has dropped, and it will be troublesome for us to act outside at that time."
"Converge the bodies of all the transcendents, especially the son of the natural disaster, and quickly send them to the research institute."
'S expression became serious, and the man immediately made a decision.
Hearing this, the others moved immediately, and this was just a corner of the chaos of Memphis. The natural disasters fell, and the entire city stopped functioning and became more peaceful than ever, but this tranquility was only on the surface. Under the tranquility, there was still an undercurrent surging, but the overall situation was still under the control of the Emerald Principality, and even with this opportunity, the Emerald Principality eradicated many hidden malignant tumors.
Greenfield City, the emerald capital.
Above the sea of clouds, in the Zhenyun Palace, Morrel manifested his original appearance, sitting on a black iron throne, and with a faint wave of fluctuations, Sieggel's figure was not far away from him. The place quietly emerged.
"Meeting for the first time, Siggle, it looks like your transition process went smoothly."
teasing the green-skinned frog in his hand, looking at Siegger, who was incarnate on another throne, Morrel narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled on his face.
"Meeting for the first time, Morrel."
As gentle as before, glanced at Morrel, Sieggel's gaze was slightly frozen on the frog in his hand.
"My conversion has been basically completed, and then I only need to consolidate my strength and stabilize the body of the rules."
Retracted his gaze and talked about the process of his conversion. Sieggel showed a smile from the heart on his face. It is precisely because of this that at this moment, he has the mind to manifest the clone here.
"Congratulations, the seventh-order magician who masters cause and effect, this is really not easy."
Understanding Sieggel’s state, Morrel expressed his congratulations. At this time Sieggel was already a real seventh-order magician.
"This frog in your hand should be the king of the storm, right?"
His eyes fell on the green frog again, and Sieggel's words brought a touch of sigh.
"Yes, it is the king of storm disaster."
Raising his palm, Morrel gave an affirmative answer.
"Since the source of the disaster has been resolved, should the aftermath be allowed to go?"
Staring at the frog and pondering for a while, Sieggel still expressed his thoughts. Although he had just arrived, he already knew the situation in the Emerald Principality at this time.
"The great belongs to the great, and the ordinary belongs to the ordinary."
Raising his head and looking at Siggle, Morrel expressed his attitude.
Hearing this, his smile completely narrowed, his brows furrowed, and Sieggel's expression became serious.
"If you let it go, the Emerald Principality may suffer a lot of losses, and many people will even lose their lives."
The sharp brilliance radiated from the emerald eyes, and Sieggel's words brought a rare coldness.
"A big tree will never become a fruit without being beaten by wind and rain. The Emerald Principality appears because it is helpful to us. At least it has such potential. What we want is an Emerald Principality that can stand alone. We don’t need to take care of everything, a baby who never grows up."
Facing Sieggel’s almost questioning words, Morrel's expression remained unchanged.
Hearing this, Sieggel was silent.
"You should not be able to cast power now, right?"
Looking at the silent Sieggel, Morrel spoke again. Although it was a questioning tone, the words were full of affirmation. At this time Sieggel was at the threshold of consolidating his strength, and what he needed most was stability.
"It's an innocent life after all."
Leaning on the back of the chair, Sieggel let out a sigh.
"The Emerald Principality has grown to the point where it has a strong foundation. The Navy, the Army, the Yin Beast, and the Anbu You should believe them. They have enough ability to prevent the spread of disasters, even if there is a loss. It is also within the acceptable range."
"This is a disaster, but it is also a baptism. After this time, the overall cohesion of the Emerald Principality will rise to a higher level."
Looking straight at Sieggel, Morrel expressed his opinion without any secret.
Hearing this, he took a deep look at Morrel and sighed again. Sieggel's figure quietly disappeared. His clone carried only a trace of his consciousness, without real power at all. Without forcibly projecting the power, he can't do anything. The most important thing is that he clearly knows that Morrel's consideration is reasonable.
"Does it represent the kind-hearted Sieggel? A little hypocritical."
His eyes fell on the black iron throne where Sieggel's figure disappeared, and Morrel's first impression of Sieggel was quietly frozen.
"I don't know what the evil Ymir is like, but it should be very different from Sieggel. After all, I haven't asked about it from beginning to end."
Five fingers squeezed, watching the frog with protruding eyes in his hands, wide open mouth and tongue out, the thoughts in Morrel's heart rolled over.
(End of this chapter)