"Look at your feet, what kind of place is this!"

Charlemagne slowly lowered his head, his gaze falling to the ground. The transparent glass floor gave him the illusion of standing in the air. Through the thick metallic glass beneath his feet, the deep sea water became crystal clear under the huge laboratory lights, and he could see clearly what was going on beneath the seabed.

"Oh my God......" he couldn't help but shudder in exclamation.

Under the seabed, more than a dozen ancient buildings made of huge stones can be seen at a glance, like a sleeping city, and the towering architectural shape is very similar to the pyramids of Egypt, which is extremely majestic and has a sense of historical vicissitudes.

"The legendary city of Poseidia?"

"That's right!" Haines's eyes were like torches, his voice was like a bell, and the long-lost youthful vitality seemed to return to his body in an instant: "But you are only partially right, this is only a corner of the city of Poseidia, but it has a very interesting place, here is the only remaining alchemy passage after the Doomsday War that can go straight to the Moria God Domain, for so many years, I have spent countless efforts to find the remains of so many gods on the ancient battlefield of the Doomsday War, and extract their genes for cultivation, this is simply a godsend!" ”

Charlemagne looked up again, his gaze sliding around, looking at the glass cabins on the walls, most of them in their teens, some even a few years old. After being soaked in liquid for a long time, the skin on the body is a little white and wrinkled, and it looks extremely terrifying against the red liquid.

He knew very well that these children were nothing more than carriers, genetically engineered organisms, the crystallization of the most cutting-edge embryo cultivation technology, but so many children were packed in glass cabins like specimens, which had a huge impact both visually and spiritually.

After the end of World War II, the Presbyterian Church used the resources of the victorious powers to find the Restoration Society scientist who was hiding behind the Nazi organization, but after the war, the Allies invaded Berlin, and the head of the Restoration Society's "God's Light" program disappeared into the sunlight like fog.

For a long time, Charlemagne coldly spit out two words: "You pervert!" ”

"Maniac!" Haynes corrected him, "You should call me crazy, I'm definitely not a pervert, but I don't deny that I'm a crazy person." Many great people in history have been a little crazy. ”

He looked at Charlemagne, who was uncomfortable, and said, "Okay, I think our conversation should be over." Aren't you going to show me who you really are? Even if I am your enemy, I deserve this respect. ”

Charlemagne seemed to hesitate, and after a moment, his body made a sound similar to the rearrangement of building blocks, and with it, his body, including the suit he wore outside, was actually changing!

In just a second, Smith had already turned an unsmiling CIA commissioner into a black-haired, brown-eyed man in a white suit, white leather shoes, and a top hat.

"Wonderful!" Haynes applauded: "It is a privilege to be able to see the 'shapeshifting' talent of the Moriah once in my lifetime......"

Before the applause landed, the handsome noble son in front of him suddenly changed again, becoming a middle-aged noblewoman wearing an eighteenth-century court-style red dress and a large-brimmed top hat.

Haynes was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Very good, very good!" It was an eye-opener......"

"Doctor!" Nelson walked out of the door at the back of the experimental hall, holding a report, and walked quickly to Haynes: "The report is out, the bloodline is very pure, and the fusion degree has reached 100%. ”

Nelson was visibly taken aback at the sight of Smith, who had turned into a woman, and his eyes swept over Charlemagne as if he were looking at a monster.

Haynes was overjoyed, snatched the report from Nelson's hand, took out a monocle of reading glasses from his jacket pocket, expertly clipped it to his right eye, and quickly swept his gaze over the paper.

"Good!" Haynes tucked his reading glasses back into his jacket pocket and said, "Nelson, you're here to greet our distinguished guest, and I'll go and work on the plan right away." ”

When Haynes disappeared behind the door of the lab, Charlemagne looked at Nelson and smiled, "Are you a half-blood?" ”

Nelson had a smug face: "Of course! God's blood! ”

Charlemagne laughed: "To put it bluntly, it's actually a mongrel." ”

Nelson's face suddenly melted like rotten flesh, and his pupils suddenly glowed with blood, and soon his entire eyes turned crimson. The bones on his body crackled, and the camouflage uniform that had been fitting became extremely cramped in an instant, and the bulging muscles stretched the sleeves almost apart.

Poof-

He rushed forward like lightning and punched Charlemagne in the lower abdomen.

"Huh-" Charlemagne took a deep breath, his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and he broke out in a cold sweat in pain.

"You're not a mongrel, but how did you get planted in our hands?" Nelson took out a camel brand cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and proudly puffed out the white smoke: "If it weren't for the doctor, let me keep your life first......"

He pulled out the M9 pistol from his waist, opened the safety, and pressed the cold muzzle to Charlemagne's forehead: "I'll be happy to make a hole in your head." ”

"Ahem, ahem—" Nelson's thump caused Charlemagne to cough violently.

After a long time, he finally recovered: "There is something I think I should let you know. ”

Charlemagne said with a smirk: "Actually, I always knew that Smith couldn't touch alcohol...... Always knew ......"

Nelson didn't react for a moment, and frowned and said, "What did you say?" ”

Charlemagne smiled and repeated, "Actually, I always knew that Smith had an alcohol allergy......"

Nelson was stunned for a moment, and seemed to vaguely sense that Charlemagne had something to say.

"You know ......"

His mind still hadn't turned, but a sense of foreboding had crossed him.

"You ......"

As soon as he spoke, a metallic cracking sound crept into his ears, and then he felt like his neck was being clung by a giant claw, and his feet were light and he was off the ground.

"Ho-ho-ho-" Nelson's throat was completely stuck, the throat where oxygen was coming in and out was pinched into a piece of paper, and the blood was squeezed onto his face, and his whole face was the color of pig liver.

He subconsciously struggled, kicked his legs, and reached for the M9 pistol in his waist. He felt for the pistol, his finger on the cold trigger, the bullet in the chamber was loaded, the firing pin was in a state of readiness, and as long as he pulled it out and fired it in the head, control of the situation would return to his hands again.

However, he immediately felt a sharp pain in his right hand where he touched the gun, as if it had been run over the palm of his hand by a truck of more than ten tons, and the bones crackled and crackled.

"Woo-woo-" he screamed, but he couldn't make a sound, his throat was pinched, and green tendons appeared on his face, and the young and promising Marine officer's eyes were bloodshot, and his feet protruded two centimeters out of his eye sockets, and he could fall to the ground at any moment.

"A half-breed is just a half-breed after all......" Charlemagne shook his head.

Bang Bang –

After two crisp sounds, Nelson softened like a dead fish, his Adam's apple was crushed, his wrist was completely crushed and fractured, and he died.