"What's wrong with you?" Hela sensed that something seemed to be wrong with Long Yun, who was fine just now as if he had been pointed, staring at Subject 999 motionless, his gaze hadn't moved for a long time, and even the fight between Haynes and Charlemagne didn't seem to attract his attention.

On 999's neck, a bright red cross wound resembled a blooming rose in the light, and golden blood oozed from it, dripping down the skin onto the bench.

Long Yun felt his hands tremble, his right hand resting on his neck, and under his hair, was an old scar that had accompanied Long Yun for many years and had been there since he could remember.

Cross-shaped scars......

Is it really that coincidental?

Long Yun remembered what Hela had just said, saying that he looked a little similar to Subject 999. Could it be that he is Subject 999, and this little boy lying on the experimental table is himself when he was a child?

Sky! If so, why can't you remember being in this hellish place at all? I don't even have the slightest impression of Dr. Haynes, so what's going on?

All the speculations of the previous years seem to have been overturned at this time.

If so, what are you? A human weapon that has been manufactured? Or is it really as Gege says, is he really an undercover agent lurking in the Presbyterian Church?

But it doesn't make sense, Haynes just sees himself as a carrier, and has no intention of keeping himself alive at all, if it weren't for Hansen being knocked down by Charlemagne, I'm afraid that Subject 999 would have died a long time ago.

"Hey! I said what are you in a daze! Something is going to happen! Hela was not polite to Long Yun at all, and when she saw that he was having dementia, she kicked Long Yun directly.

"What are you doing...... Long Yun woke up like a dream, and finally retracted his thoughts that were flying all over the sky, and set his eyes on the laboratory again.

Charlemagne had already pushed Haynes to the laboratory table at this time, holding a gun to the door of Doctor Mad in one hand, and pointing to No. 999 with the other: "Hand over all your research materials, maybe I will spare you an old life, this is a deal between us, how about it?" ”

"Hahahaha!" The corners of Haines's mouth have been hit with blood, but he still laughed very happily, "I really didn't see the wrong person, the dog really can't change the ****!" What nobles, what Odin descendants, what Moria royal blood, it's all a joke, in the end, I still want to be a thief! No, no, no, it should be said that I was a thief back then, and now I just rob it and become a robber. Didn't you just say that we are scum and perverts? How? Do you also want to get the fruits of God's Light? ”

"I'm not going to talk nonsense with you." Charlemagne put the bolt up with his thumb, "Give you one last chance, do you want your own life, or your results?" ”

“！ Are you my three-year-old? If you take my information, will you let me go? Aren't you afraid of my comeback? In your Habs style, will you be merciful? Will the grass be cut but not the roots? Haynes' eyes were blank and he laughed madly: "You think I met you Habs people on the first day and dealt with the Council of Elders for the first time?" ”

His gaze sank suddenly, and a strange color flooded his pupils.

Blue!

Flame of Moriah!

"Hey, hey! But, what I want to say is, can you kill me? Haynes suddenly became confident, as if he had a plastic gun on his head instead of Browning, who had been loaded with Chintilami's bullets.

When Charlemagne saw Haynes' expression, he immediately felt that something was wrong, especially the blue Moria flame in Haynes's pupils, which made him almost drop his jaw to the ground.

How can it be!

Haines is a descendant of Atlantis, how could he have the Flame of Moriah, which represents bloodline and natural ability? Could it be that he also sat on himself for experiments, and he himself had already fused Moriah's genes!?

In this way, the situation is getting a little out of control, and things are completely terrible. Just imagine that it will be chilling, if the Atlanteans can master this technology, then the elders will face a group or even a large group of high-level hybrids, they are different from ordinary humans and ancient god race hybrid descendants, they are completely Moria and Atlantnasti hybrid blood, and their strength is more powerful than ordinary unilateral purebloods!

No! Definitely can't leave this guy behind! This is a perverted and dangerous guy!

Charlemagne suddenly realized that everything he had done to Haynes now was simply a plot with the tiger, not only did it have no effect, but it was more likely to lead to the return of the tiger.

Thinking of this, he immediately pulled Browning's trigger.

As long as the Chintilami bullet is fired, no matter what kind of pure-blooded hybrid he is, he will shoot directly through the brain at such a close distance, even the sect master will be immortal and peel off his skin.

The gunfire did not ring at all.

Beads of sweat oozed from Charlemagne's forehead, and his hands ...... The index finger that was pressed on the trigger couldn't continue to press down at all, and the nervous system up and down the mixed body seemed to be completely out of control, and the hand kept calling.

"Spiritual ......" Charlemagne seems to realize something, Haynes actually uses the same talent as himself, which is a unique talent belonging to the Odin royal family - the spiritual system.

"Good, you can tell that it's just a low-level control talent." Haynes looked proud of turning over and becoming the master, and stood up from the ground, "I know that with your bloodline, it is difficult to be controlled by me, so just now now, I have been stalling for time, didn't you notice that I quietly released my talent?" ”

"You're an Atlantean, how did you have our talent?!" Charlemagne's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that this was the truth, "Did you do an experiment on yourself?" ”

"Do you need it?" Haynes glanced at Charlemagne with disdain, "Don't think of spiritual talent as so noble, in my eyes......"

He glanced at Charlemagne's thick Subject 999, "Compared to the Destroyer's bloodline, Odin is rubbish!" ”

"You haven't answered my question yet, how do you know how to use our talents as an Atlantanist!"

"Oh!" Haynes seemed to suddenly remember something, raised his left index finger, and looked at the roof with an exaggerated expression, and for a while he lowered his head to stare at Charlemagne.

"Because, I'm not an Atlantean at all!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Charlemagne was dumbfounded, but even Long Yun and Hela, who were hiding in another dimensional space, almost dropped their jaws in shock!

Which one is this singing!?

The archdeacon of the Restoration Society is actually a Moria!