Chapter 40: Coming (3)
"Of course, I think the president of the association must be a smart person. He can have a deep friendship with several talented people with his identity...black hair." The woman's eyes kept wandering among the three people. "Of course, he will not disobey the arrangement of the association."
Xiaohua began to fly around in the pure white space, just because the clay figurine that had been motionless over there was moving slowly, little by little -
"I have always admired black-haired civilians. You have to roll in the mud since you were born. You must have worked hard to crawl here." The woman rubbed her temples with her hands. "You must learn to cherish your feathers. Now that you have entered the upper echelons of the association, you should learn how to communicate with the nobles."
Zhou also understood what she meant. With a pure smile on his face, the little man in the pure white space began to glow under his urging.
"Do you know? Before this, no civilian has ever entered the library. If you can get permission to enter, it would be a great feat." The woman said, and walked to Cong Yue's side.
The blue-purple baby in the woman's arms smiled as soon as he saw Cong Yue, and his blue-white lips split like a monster. Logically, Cong Yue should have some reaction, but the woman stared at him closely and found that Cong Yue's expression did not change a millimeter.
After some effort, the clay figure moved, but cracks began to appear at the joints that were originally strong and tight. Zhou Ye, who could see the whole picture, realized that this was because it had not been activated by the sandbox, so it was just clay for the time being.
Zhou Ye let go of his self-control, and the ring on his hand began to heat up.
In the pure white space, the little figure finally started running. The little thing held the edge of the tray with a towel on it with both hands and slid to the side. Then it started a hundred-mile sprint, one step at a time, and finally jumped into the sandbox with Xiaohua's nervous encouragement in the background.
The woman continued to attack. "If you can show your sincerity, I..."
Boom, boom, boom, the sky was filled with thunder and everyone had to look up, but in an instant the ceiling above their heads began to crack.
In the mighty force of heaven and earth, the top of the association building that stood resolutely was torn apart like paper, and the floor was lifted up from the gate and then shattered under the impact of a falling meteor. The woman holding the child didn't care about anything else and ran away quickly.
She looked like an ordinary middle-aged woman, but her steps were extremely fast. During the period, she even had a gap to look back and pulled Di Mu who was next to Zhou Ye away, leaving behind a sneer.
Zhou Ye was held in Siming's arms. The tall man lowered his head and used his body to block all the dust generated by the destruction. The collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth had no effect on him. He was still covered by the Moon Butterfly Cage of the Cong Yue, and his white long sleeves were not even stained by dust.
He raised his head, and Dimula and the woman holding the child who had been paying attention to him also looked up.
A figure was flashing with a breathtaking red light all over his body, like an unstoppable meteor, breaking through the clouds and swooping down like thunder. The huge impact force tore the tranquility of this large building apart before it even landed on the ground.
Including the door of the library that the woman claimed to be indestructible just now, everything was shattered under the powerful impact.
The impact caused a loud roar and smoke, and everything was no longer clear.
In the explosion that was loud enough to cause tinnitus, Dimula was so scared that he hid behind the woman and half-crouched, holding the child's swaddling clothes with his hands to cover his head.
The woman didn't care about him. Her eyes seemed to penetrate the thick smoke and stared at the person falling from the sky. Until the impact subsided, she found that the ground had already cracked like fish scales because of the huge force.
A man with a naked upper body and simple clothes like a lab suit appeared in the gradually dissipating dust. He seemed to find that someone was watching him, and he looked behind him.
The woman suddenly took a few steps back.
In the light leaking from the broken ceiling, his silver pupils, like those of an inorganic creature, were actually hollow circles.
As soon as their eyes met, the horrible creature's waist dropped halfway, and the organs on his face that had not fluctuated before responded one by one as if activated, revealing a smile. As his lips opened, a puff of smoke filled out - silver-blue, like a nuclear reactor that had not yet been extinguished.
The woman felt a cold sweat as if she was being targeted. She did not dare to turn around and run away. Just as she was about to speak, Dimula, who had just hugged her legs, had already let go and ran away on his own.
Looking at his back as he fled in panic, the woman was speechless. Just as she was about to turn around to confront him, there was already another figure in front of her. Her originally smooth breathing was immediately interrupted and held.
A twisted human-like smile spread out, and the heavy gasping sound like a howl was almost in her ear.
Putting aside the terrifying and tense atmosphere, the face of the creature in front of her was extremely iconic, with a female and a male, and the naked muscles of the upper body were smooth and beautiful, even the alchemy lines emitting dangerous blue light complemented each other.
In addition to the nail-shaped embedded suppressors all over the body, the most eye-catching thing is the key worn on his chest and the keyhole formed by the alchemy lines in the left atrium.
"Ah, ah!" The child in the woman's arms made a sound for the first time, and his hand also tentatively grabbed the key. Seeing that the guy in front of him did not react, the woman breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as she was about to retreat, the next second, a bright light flashed in front of her, and a fist attacked without reason.
In milliseconds, the woman immediately activated her talent, like a nimble swallow, she retreated to the wall, but the ball of light was relentless and followed her in an instant, punching the wall like thunder, slamming into the wall, splattering gravel.
"Ah, didn't you say that no matter who comes, it can't be opened?" Zhou Ye asked Cong Yue, who was protecting him, with a smile in the corner of his eyes.
"Ha." Cong Yue covered her mouth.
Amid the laughter, a small stone deliberately flew towards the people standing on the side. Zhou Ye lowered his head, unsure whether his pupils had revealed abnormalities. He did not fight back, and the whole person nestled in Siming's arms as if he was extremely weak.
Cong Yue adjusted her position, covering the angle that might be exposed on the right with a caring attitude.
The woman was being chased like a wolf, holding her child like a mouse being chased by a cat. At this time, members of other associations had recovered from the attack and rushed to the meeting room in twos and threes. Those who believed they had enough strength joined the battle, and even Aixina joined the siege.
More literary personnel focused on Zhou Ye, seeking protection.
"President, are you okay?" A long-haired girl was not paying attention to the fierce battle. She approached Zhou Ye and asked him softly.
Zhou Ye, who was fully focused on controlling the No. 3 vest, heard someone calling him and had to turn on the semi-automatic mode and lift his head, which was covered with tangled hair.
"It's okay, thank you for your concern."
Zhou Ye noticed that the girl in front of him clenched her hands, and his heart tightened. Was there something wrong with his eyes?
The girl clenched her hands even tighter, sweat came out of her nose, and her face became red. Damn it, the president is too cute, what should I do?
She dared not even think that the protagonist of the couple she had seen in the group was actually in front of her. If she had not considered the fierce battle going on next to her, she would have thought it was a dream come true.
Everything was empty, and only three people were vivid.
Siming was wearing an ancient costume with a blue background and gold edges, which gleamed with tiny glimmers in the dim light. Yan Yue was wearing a tight shorts with a crimson outer skirt, and moon butterflies fluttered around her from time to time.
The two of them were like a complex and gorgeous scroll stained with dark blue and vermilion, but the reason the scroll was opened was because of the young man depicted on it. From bottom to top, the young man's weak legs were a section of green onion. He was wrapped in a gorgeous robe, defenseless, soft as a feather, and this level of tenderness would only attract peeping.
Just like now, she shouldn't have crossed the line, but in the young man's inquiring eyes, she even began to wonder if she could ask for a photo. The friendliness of the young man in front of her was really terrifying.
Zhou Ye maintained a smile and touched the ring on his left hand, and the moon energy inside was completely consumed.
The violent desire ignited, he raised his hand and tugged at the corner of Yu Yue's clothes on his side, and did not cast his unquenchable desire for control on the innocent girl.
He restrained himself and tried his best to feel the pain brought by the moon energy directly entering his body. The sense of omnipotence like a god's arrival faded, and was replaced by the recovery of Zhou Ye's consciousness as an ordinary or even sickly existence.
"Hu, hu." Zhou Ye came back to his senses and felt that his forearms were trembling under the erosion of the moon energy. Fortunately, there were two vests beside him to block the probing eyes of others.
"Miss, please step back." Mu Yue's left hand clasped with Zhou Ye's behind her. Her skin was pink with a cool tone, and she had a sharp and distinct beauty. When she overlapped with Zhou Ye's hand, it was as if she was controlling something.
The girl opened her mouth to speak, and a woman's scream of pain rang out in the distance.
Zhou Ye then realized something, and his consciousness regained control of the body named Nuo.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a sea of scarlet.
Nuo had destroyed the entire door of the library in accordance with the order he had just left. Without Zhou Ye's restrained control, the body in semi-automatic mode was like a mobile nuclear weapon.
The conference room here has been completely destroyed.
Looking at the wounded woman in front of him, Nuo turned around and saw that behind him were all wounded geniuses whose abilities were damaged due to over-stimulation. As his silver-white eyes swept over, all the people covered began to tremble. Some of them were obviously trying to control themselves, but unfortunately their subconscious fear instinct was completely stimulated in the previous battle.
Every time he took a step, someone would cry and climb back. Aisina was mixed in the crowd and had few wounds. Almost all the people who did not join the battle had already hidden behind Zhou Ye.
"Si Ming, Fu Yue, you two geniuses, aren't you going to take action?!" The woman covered her eyes that were scratched by the fist wind. She was panting heavily at this moment, and her roar was almost questioning.
Siming, who was holding Zhou Ye in his arms, just glanced coldly at her when he heard her voice, and then retracted his gaze.
He held the body higher with his right hand, freeing his palm, and gently wiped the sweat that had just flowed out of the body in pain with his index finger. The silver hair rubbed against Zhou Ye's face, making him a little itchy, and he waved his hand to brush it away.
Seeing Siming's attitude, the woman's already angry eyes turned into hatred towards Zhou Ye, but unfortunately before she could open her mouth, the beast-like guy next to her punched her again. She tried her best to dodge, and the child rolled to the ground.
In the horrific life-and-death crisis, she finally put aside her pride, lowered her head, and screamed at Zhou Ye: "Save my child!"
"Sorry, we can't save him," Fu Yue smiled and stood in front of Zhou Ye. "Look, this is the library."
She waved her hand, and two moon butterflies flew to the door of the library, which was already dying and only the bottom stone was left. At this moment, the woman was lying in the passage, and the butterflies flew lightly past her and flew to the bookshelf behind her.
"No permission, no entry."