My doppelganger drama

Sky Island No. 0 crashed.

This incident exceeded everyone's expectations. Even though some people knew through inside information that something big might happen during this year's Golden Festival, they didn't expect it to be this big.

At this time, countless people on Sky Island No. 0 were panicking.

White Glove Blake Jacquard's face looked extremely ugly at this time.

How is it possible that the emergency protection measures of the Dark Gold Army and No. 0 Sky Island itself could not block that attack? The speed was too fast, no, it was not just the speed. It contained ether energy, which was just a glimpse. The ether concentration makes me tremble... Where does so much ether energy come from?

He kept thinking, but his movements were not slow at all.

Fortunately, the ray only cut off Sky Island No. 0, rather than directly blasting Sky Island No. 0 completely. The accuracy was actually a bit off, and the few places it hit in the first place were not very important.

The only fatal thing is that the anti-gravity module of Sky Island No. 0 is out of tune under the radiation, which causes Sky Island No. 0 to gradually fall. If it cannot be adjusted back, it will come into contact with the surface of the Golden Circle below in about three hours.

That's when it really crashed.

Now the dignitaries on Sky Island No. 0 should be taking advantage of this time to run away. After all, they are big shots. Even if no one on Sky Island No. 0 thinks anything will happen under normal circumstances, they will definitely be prepared for all kinds of troubles. Prepare.

Don’t you think this is useful?

Jacquard is currently in the administrative area here, working as the bodyguard of Mr. Leader.

The gravity module deflected, and the administrative area was now almost turning into a ninety-degree vertical golden circle.

Mr. Leader! Please stay calm, I will send you safely to the surface. He said to the white-haired old man not far away who was leaning on the podium in panic.

Originally, the leader was preparing to start a routine speech, but suddenly the situation changed from heaven to hell.

Mr. Leader's response was relatively quick. Jacquard was absolutely trustworthy and nodded directly in response.

Jacquard reconfirmed the environment in the hall. Countless big shots were staggering around, and he didn't know how many died. In short, he had to fish out everything he could.

Gee, today’s overtime pay is definitely a loss.

Complaining in his heart, he approached the leader.

Suddenly, the door of this hall was cut open, and a group of people wearing mechanical armor quickly entered. They had their own gravity modules to maintain normalcy, and were not afraid of the environment here.

Who is it? Jacquard asked immediately.

Dear Mr. Jacquard, we are the emergency team from the First Research Institute, here to rescue the No. 0 air island that was attacked. The leader spoke, and his voice was a blurred electronic sound.

Tell me your organization. Jacquard said calmly.

The situation is urgent. Please don't miss it, Mr. Jacquard. There are many ladies and gentlemen at the scene who need first aid. We have brought medicine and first aid supplies.

Jacquard immediately vetoed it.

Come and save me... But a weak voice came. Someone was injured and confused about the current situation. When he saw the current situation, he called for help.

Come right away, sir.

You said you are from the First Research Institute, so are you the private armed forces of the First Research Institute? At this time, the leader slowly spoke, looking at the group of people and said.

The scene was silent.

There were many people on the side of the institute, the so-called Silver Sands faction.

Where's Ethel? the old man suddenly asked.

boom!

A corner of the hall was suddenly blasted open.

Several people wearing mechanical armor fell on the edge of being blasted. An aircraft of the Dark Gold Legion was hovering outside. A tall man stood at the front of the aircraft. Even wearing a relatively decent black suit today could not cover the brewing emotions in him. A man with a heavy breath.

Ethel, or as he was known by his other name, was better known in the Golden Circle.

General. Jacquard raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ethel did not respond, but said directly: They are rebels.

The atmosphere at the venue suddenly became tense.

Did they do it? Jacquard asked suspiciously.

It's your job to investigate, Ethel replied.

Jacquard couldn't help but rolled his eyes, this man was still so rigid.

However, he still looked at these mechas and said: Then the general has personally verified your identity, so I can only regret to ask you to come with me.

The mecha man didn't say much and opened fire directly on Jekal and the general.

The ferocious firepower did not care about the life and death of most people at the scene, and poured towards the two.

The war is about to break out.

The fall of Sky Island No. 0 does not mean that the original plan will not go ahead. Rather, if it is done well, it will be more beneficial than the original situation.

So the institute has no plans to stop here.

As for what to do if Sky Island No. 0 really crashes?

Please, it's not them. Although it is a pity that this thing is gone, as long as the political power is in hand and there are so many research masters present, it can always be solved.

The fight has begun. Release the troublemaker captured before, involving the power of the Investigation Bureau and the Legion. Someone said in the secret gathering place.

Yeah. After getting the response, the next action started immediately.

…

boom!

There was a sudden explosion somewhere in the city. The crowd originally thought that the accident on Sky Island 0 was the biggest thing today. But after running to a safe zone, they calmed down and even had the intention to watch the excitement.

The results were quick and the excitement was gone.

A troublemaker who controlled flames appeared out of nowhere and wildly radiated his power everywhere around him, burning a large number of people to death.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of troublemakers appeared from nowhere in the entire central area of ​​the Golden Circle.

None of these troublemakers can be considered relatively sane. They kill everyone they see and chop and smash them everywhere.

After receiving the order, some aircraft of the Dark Gold Legion quickly flew into the city and began to deal with this group of crazy troublemakers.

This kind of thing was originally within the scope of the investigation bureau's functions. The investigation bureau's power in the city was quickly dispatched. Although some of the first-stage troublemakers were quickly eliminated, more second-stage troublemakers were counterattacked during the confrontation. Let the chaos around you further deepen.

They were all puzzled that there were so many troublemakers, even in the second stage.

Even if all the dark Pokémon raised by gangs and large organizations were released, there wouldn't be as many as there are today!

There are many of them, and the stage is not low. They all appear as if they appeared out of thin air!

Is it all done by people from the Yinsha faction? Those crazy people doing research can really do anything.

Stop talking, idiot! There is someone here who seems to have reached stage three reaction!

Are you fucking kidding me?

I...ah!

A communication simply disappears.

…

At this time, the clones had basically dispersed.

Modern Brother knocked several troublemakers to the ground with one shot of his gun, and then named them one by one and shot them in the head.

These troublemakers were probably inspired by Hells's use of potions. The troublemakers who were forcibly stimulated using two potions were secretly captured some time ago. It seems that they intend to hold them back today.

Brother Modern recalled some information brought by his clones in the past few days.

Trace back to the source of these disasters, and I'll go take a look, he said.

There seems to be something going on at the Deep Ether Research Center. At this time, Lucas said on the Wanyi Network.

Huh? What's going on over there?

I don't know. Who's going to take a look?

Of course you go.

Tsk. After Lucas responded unhappily, he didn't refuse.

…

When the Deep Ether Research Center was attacked on Sky Island No. 0, it also fell into a brief panic.

When the Silver Sands faction rebelled, they responded immediately and closed the research center's campus to ensure that the chaos outside would not affect them.

Although it is one of the major research institutes, the Deep Ether Research Center has not joined the Silver Sands Faction.

The researchers here were also surprised by what happened this time.

I can only huddle in the research institute anxiously, hoping that the chaos will end soon, and it doesn't matter who wins.

A researcher was very nervous and didn't care very much. He muttered: It has nothing to do with us anyway, so we might as well take the opportunity to collect a few more sets of data. There are so many materials out there... I think I drank too much coffee and need to go to the toilet.

He stood up as he spoke, walked through the indoor corridor where occasionally nervous voices could be heard, and came to the toilet.

Tsk, why do you have to put the toilet so far away? The designer must have forgotten to design the toilet in the first place.

He came to the quiet toilet and found a place to relieve himself.

Halfway through, he saw a familiar figure standing in the toilet.

He glanced at him and said, Pique? I remember you got off work early last night and went to the bar to have fun? It's great that you're not late today. Even though it's the Golden Festival, it's okay if you're late.

After saying that, the figure just stood blankly deep in the toilet aisle without responding.

The researcher curled his lips, went to the sink after urinating, lowered his head and washed his hands: You are not hungover, are you? You are stupid.

After washing, he shook the water and raised his head.

For a moment, he froze.

Pique came behind him at some point, with a pair of dark and hollow eyes, a ferocious face, and a grinning mouth full of blood and sharp teeth.

you--

Bang!

The researcher's head was pressed into the sink and hit hard several times before he died.

Pique looked at the corpse, tilted his head, his facial features returned to his normal appearance, and he smiled strangely in the mirror.