Chapter 245: Cyborg Attacks

Helot took back the mercury phantom beast after entering the covenant city. There were too many tall buildings here, and people would see them accidentally. He landed on the roof of a building, using the vertical movement and gliding abilities brought by the equipment to continue tracking the car Ophelis was riding in.

Follow all the way to Maple Leaf Road.

The area around Maple Leaf Road is not a commercial area. There are no pedestrians after midnight, and only the yellow light of street lights illuminates the narrow road.

Paul's Photo Studio is located on the corner of an alley.

The door was closed, and there was a parasol standing outside the door. Under the umbrella, there was a forgotten coffee cup on a small square table.

The car stopped outside Paul's photo studio, and the driver called to the passengers in the back seat in a nervous voice: "Madam, madam... Paul's photo studio is here."

Ophelia sat up, raised his groggy head, and looked out with hazy eyes.

The umbrella and coffee cup convey the message that this place is safe.

"Can you help me in? I can give you a reward, 10,000 Imperial Shields."

"Ten thousand Imperial Shields!" The driver first showed a surprised expression, and then after another round of inner struggle, greed finally defeated his reason: "I saved you, please don't hurt me. I'll send you in, and I'll take the money." Go ahead and never tell anyone I’ve seen you.”

"Okay..." Ofilis said impatiently: "Hurry up, I need treatment!"

The driver opened the door and helped Ophelia out of the car, and kindly reminded: "Be careful..."

Ofilis could only walk with the help of the driver. She came to the door of the photo studio and pressed her palm on a specific switch to output magic power. The door opened automatically, revealing a staircase leading down.

The driver said in surprise: "I...I have been to this photo studio before. Shouldn't there be a reception hall behind the door?"

Some vague consciousness made Ophelia explain unconsciously: "This is a space-dividing door. Use a specific method to change the direction of the space. Don't stay too long, the door will automatically close... Help me in, and I will give it to you." take money."

"I..." The driver looked at the dark stairs and said hesitantly: "I, I don't want any money. I will send you here... you, go down by yourself."

The driver needs to let go.

Ofilis staggered and grabbed the driver's arm. He condensed a black blade in his hand and pressed it against the driver's waist: "If you don't want to die, send me down."

At this time, a hand reached out and grabbed Ophelia's hand.

"Butler Ophelias, it's time for you to rest..."

Ophelia heard a familiar voice and turned around to see Helot's smiling face: "You, you are following me!"

Then he was hit on the back of the head by a heavy object, and finally couldn't hold on anymore and fainted.

The driver picked up Ophelias and bowed his head to salute Helot: "Mr. Claulund... Our personnel are all in place to launch an attack on this deep prison stronghold."

The photo studio door closes automatically.

A figure fell from the sky and reached out to tear down the special door.

Then one figure after another fell down and stood around Helot.

The one who opened the door was Angelica. She wore a smooth metal mask on her face, only revealing a pair of glowing red eyes.

Helot said: "Attack!"

"I follow your orders, Mr. Claude." Angelica pointed her hand at the bottom of the stairs, and a red light shot out from the palm of her hand.

The red light freezes and illuminates the darkness, and you can clearly see the squirming corpse puppet limbs on both sides of the stairs.

Angelica waved her hand and ordered: "Enter! Destroy all resistance!"

The mechanical reformers belonging to the Tomorrow Group rushed down, and the sound of fierce fighting came up from the underground.

Angelica said to Helot: "Leave it to us here! Mr. Claude, just wait for the results above."

"You go in first, I will interrogate Ophelis here."

Angelica rushed down the stairs.

Herot made a bone chair for himself to sit on under the parasol, and then made another bone chair for Ophelia.

The driver put Ophelia in the bone chair and put his hands on her shoulders, ready to subdue her at any time.

Herot cuffed Ophelis with a bone chain and asked Philorro to wake her up.

Philolo lifted part of Ophelia's curse and stimulated her to wake up with severe pain.

Ophelia opened her eyes, and she saw Herot sitting opposite her. She was about to struggle to stand up, but was held down by a hand. She turned around and saw the driver who had sent her here. The power to suppress herself was definitely not something ordinary people could possess.

"who are you?"

The driver didn't answer.

Helot explained: "He is the mechanical reformer of the Tomorrow Group. You cooperated with the Rust Nobles to annex the Tomorrow Group, so I reached some cooperation agreements with the Tomorrow Group. After all, we have a common enemy. And I am also a member of the Tomorrow Group. employees, these are considered employee benefits.”

Mobilizing Tomorrow Group's mechanical modifiers is not an ordinary employee benefit, but Claude's identity is different. Tomorrow Group will definitely pay enough attention to it after knowing it.

The cooperation between the Deep Prison and the Rust Nobles has led to the cooperation between the Imperial Military Police's 13th Investigation Team and the Tomorrow Group. This is a very good reason.

The sounds of fierce fighting continued to come up from under the stairs, and the ground continued to shake. Lights came on in the surrounding residential buildings, and they probably thought there was an earthquake.

Ophelius looked very unhappy: "The negative state and the side effects of the toxins made me lose my vigilance, so you followed me here. But don't think you won. The things below are not something you can deal with, and the mechanical modified people of Tomorrow Group are also going to die."

Heroth raised his legs: "You are so confident, it seems that there is really a big guy below. Is it the Corpse King, the Fallen King, or the Hateful King?"

Heroth's confidence made Ophelius unconfident: "You know the titles of the three kings! There are your insiders in the deep prison... Could it be those old undeads of the Gray Light Society?"

"You know a lot of information! It's a great reward to be able to catch you."

Ophelius: "I am a genetic mutant, you can't ask any information from me."

"No, no, no..." Helot shook his finger: "Some information is not I don't need you to answer directly. Through your reactions, I can analyze a lot of useful information.

For example, there is a king of the deep hell below, and there is one, not two, let alone three. "

Ophelias asked incredulously: "How did you know?"

Hailuot smiled and said: "I guessed, but you just let me know that I guessed right. Your vigilance is really poor now... Now I guess again, which king is below."

Ophelias was afraid that his micro-expressions would reveal more information, and said: "No matter which king it is, he has the strength of the third level of extraordinary. The third generation of extraordinary mechanical cyborgs of Tomorrow Group are not in the Covenant City with Irina. No matter how many mechanical cyborgs go down, they are not the opponent of that king. "

Hailuot looked at Ophelias: "Who told you... Tomorrow Group has only one third generation of extraordinary mechanical cyborgs?"