Chapter 950: Heart-Burning Thoughts
"I filmed the fight between the two of you. Luckily, neither of you used spiritual fire in that last punch. I'm glad I captured it."
Korva pulled the small camera from his pocket and held it up. "Well, I suppose this should serve as evidence?"
Skarsson was silent for a moment, then said with certainty, "You didn't send a message just now."
"Ah...yes."
Korva said: "But they will receive it, but there may be a delay due to the weak signal in the field. In fact, even if they send it, it won't matter. They didn't send anyone over the first two times because of our insistence."
He looked at Skarsson and said with a smile, "This is all because of the independent investigation you requested, partner. So even if I sent the message, I'm sure nothing will happen."
Skarsson said in a deep voice, "So the two previous anomalies were also caused by you. And after you arrived in Jibei Road, you kept wanting to move around. In fact, you were looking for a suitable location."
Korva said, "Well... you don't think I can do all this by myself, do you?"
Skarsson's blue eyes fixed on his smiling face and he asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"
Korva did not answer the question, but smiled and said: "You are recovering now..." As he said this,
Skarsson suddenly jumped up from his original position, and the spiritual flames on his body burst out. Although his injuries had not yet fully recovered, he knew that his partner would not let him recover any further, so he had to take action.
Korva looked at him coming and made the same move as Chen Chuan did that day. He did not make any defensive moves, but kicked him face to face.
If the original situation remained unchanged, Skarsson would inevitably be kicked, but this punch would definitely pierce his chest. When he was about to hit the affected area, he couldn't help but pause, but still hit it firmly.
But at the moment of contact, he suddenly felt weak all over, and the spiritual fire that had just erupted from his body suddenly subsided. In the end, his fist just hit Korva's chest weakly.
At the same time, Korva kicked him hard in the abdomen, creating a hole in the area that had almost no protection, and shattered bones, internal organs and blood splattered out.
Skarsson was lifted up into the air by the force.
However, Korva did not let him go. His subsequent punches kept falling on him, but there was no explosion or roar. That was because the former deliberately slowed down the speed of his punches and ensured that all the strength penetrated into his body without any leakage.
After the last punch, Skarsson finally fell from mid-air and hit the ground heavily. At this time, except for his head, there was almost no intact bone on his body, and the alienated tissue inside him had also suffered extensive damage.
But he still managed to utter: "Why?"
Korva smiled and said, "You mean, I attacked you, but you were still affected by the ritual when you attacked me? And I was fine the whole time?
This is because…”
He walked over, squatted down, and looked at Skarsson. "I am serving the interests of the investigation team."
Skarsson's eyes widened suddenly, and Korva's next words fell clearly into his ears:
"Do you think I'm acting on my own? You think I'm doing things for others? You're wrong. This is an instruction from above."
"But..." Skarsson's heart sank. The pain of his shattered faith was far greater than the physical torture. He spoke with difficulty, "Our agreement doesn't allow this!"
"Yes, that's usually the case." Korva stood up and said, "But you seem to have forgotten what the highest principle of the agreement is - all actions must be based on the principle of safeguarding the investigation team and its interests.
Well, let’s add one more thing, under the premise of maintaining world security. Isn’t that what we are doing?”
Skarsson said with difficulty: "Someone deflected your agreement."
Secret instruments can be suppressed and deflected. In some cases, if the subjective judgment is slightly adjusted, as long as the final result is good, the agreement may not take effect. This is actually exploiting a loophole in the agreement.
In fact, these loopholes are left intentionally by the designers. This is not entirely for bad purposes, but because people are not machines. Sometimes they need some flexible measures so that they don’t do things too rigidly and restrict their hands and feet.
However, this design has both advantages and disadvantages. In good situations, it can make things more efficient and complete; but in bad situations, it can be exploited by people with ulterior motives. The key lies in how people use it.
Skarsson took a few deep breaths before uttering, "Why?"
"Why again?"
Korva seemed to dislike his question. "Skarsson, you're obviously a very smart person. You clearly know the answer, so why do you insist on me telling you? Deep down, you just don't believe it. You should have known the answer long ago."
He chuckled, "Well, since you want me to tell you, I'll tell you.
After the collapse of the Major League Baseball, we were on the investigation team for the first few decades, putting out fires everywhere and investing a lot of manpower and resources in this, and we did receive a lot of praise.
But what have we gained? Over the past few decades, we have sacrificed more than 70% of the old members, all of whom were elites gathered during the formation of the major alliance, true idealists!
All we have are a few islands recognized by various countries and some scattered industries that barely sustain our operations.
That's what the Grand Alliance left us, but in reality, it's just a few cages trapped at sea. In name, we've always been responsible for monitoring loopholes in countries around the world, but in reality, we've only served as a tool in the political struggles of various countries.
You know what? Tools!
It’s a free tool!”
After a loud shout, he took a deep breath, tugged at his collar, and continued, "The big bomb is coming, very close. We have always preached the idea of protecting the safety of the world. It is deeply rooted in our bones. There is no room for compromise.
So our final choice is nothing more than only one, that is to rush forward, fight those things, bleed dry, and then bury all the last people, and those people..."
He pointed outside, "They were cheering and shouting in the back, but they themselves were hiding in the back, watching us bleed to death!"
As Skarsson lay there, he said firmly, "This is what we should do."
Korva said sarcastically, "Yes, you think it's as it should be. Do all people think it's as it should be? My grandfather, father, two uncles, and three uncles, like many members of the Korva family, all died on the front lines of the war. But in the end, what was left for them? Except for a monument and a few bouquets of flowers, nothing. Now, besides us, who else remembers them?
Now it's almost my turn.
And what about those people?"
His face was filled with resentment, "Why should we use our own flesh and blood to protect them while they hide behind us?
I can't accept it!
We have done enough for them, now I should think about myself!"
At this time, he squatted down and said in a hurried voice, "Skarsson, cooperate with me, you won't die. The investigation team needs a central city of its own. We have previously made this request to countries around the world, just to better maintain world security, but no country has agreed to it. They don't want us to become an organization that can truly target them. They just want us to rush forward and bite people when necessary, to be their punching bag in front, and to be their stepping stone below!
This is an opportunity. It's probably the easiest and last chance before the big bombardment. Once we take over this central city, we can resist the enemy and protect more members, allowing the investigation team to continue. Isn't that great?"
Skarsson looked at Korva expectantly and said in a firm and unwavering tone, "If a gap appears in the World Ring and I need to rush in, I will do it without hesitation.
I exist to safeguard the stability of the world. I don’t care how others view me, nor do I seek praise. Instead, I exist to practice the lofty ideals in my heart and for the stability and prosperity of the whole world!
If I take what belongs to those I need to protect, then what is the difference between me and those beings?"
Korva loosened his grip and let him fall back. "Okay, wait here..." He looked at Skarsson, who was gradually losing consciousness, and said, "Our business is about to begin. Get a good night's sleep. When you wake up, we will have what is rightfully ours."
As he was speaking, a voice came over, "That doesn't belong to you."
Korva was startled, turned around, and retreated violently. He looked at the figure that appeared at the door and asked in confusion, "Who?!"
He didn't feel anyone approaching at all.
The figure stood at the door, with his back to the beams of light shining through the gaps in the damaged building. His face could not be seen clearly for a moment, and all that could be seen was a very tall and straight figure.
Korva saw who it was at this moment. His heart skipped a beat and his pupils constricted. "It's you..."
Chen Chuan walked in from outside, his footsteps echoing clearly in the empty space. He was wearing the uniform of the Director of Defense, his epaulettes and brass buckles gleaming golden in the sunlight. He held a long sword in his hand, lowered the brim of his wide-brimmed hat, and said:
"Mr. Korva, before you decide to do anything, I need to remind you that you are standing on the territory of Dashun.
You’ve crossed the line.”
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(End of this chapter)
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