Mystery Makes Me Strong

Above the ruins of a skyscraper somewhere, in the dilapidated ruins, you can vaguely see the prosperity of McCann in the past.

At this point it was just a pile of rubble, left untouched.

However, on this day, above the ruins, a group of uninvited guests came, among them the homeless man.

He was still dressed as before, in tattered clothes, but he was very clean.

Others include a fat man clutching a chicken leg, a fashionable girl who always looks in the mirror, a red wine, an old man dressed in the suit of the Lord of the Western Continent...

"I found out that the people from the Destiny Society have reached the point where they have to get rid of them." The tramp said lightly.

"Our ancestors were always like this, using urgent and effective means, but never caring about how much harm they would bring to their descendants." The Lord sighed and took a sip of red wine.

"After all, we believe in the Lord, and we don't believe in our ancestors. Of course, our ancestors would not consider the life and death of their descendants, but only the Lord." Fatty took a bite of the chicken leg.

"The people of the Destiny Society are not easy to eradicate. They have stubborn beliefs. Even if they eliminate some, it will be of no avail." The Lord shook his head.

"Hmph, that's because the attack is not ruthless enough, as long as it is done in one sweep and high pressure measures are applied, we are far stronger than them." The fashionable girl looked at the mirror.

"It must have been fine to do this before, but now, they are hiding within the range of the colossal statue, and the colossal statue does not allow others to harm their believers. This will make us constrained, how can we go and catch them all?" The Lord frowned.

The tramp listened to the speeches of several companions, and suddenly said: "That's even better, we can buy the Colossus, use it as a fulcrum, and prohibit believers from joining the Destiny Society. You must know that the Destiny Society actually has a fundamental conflict with the Colossus."

The Lord nodded, this idea is not bad, it fits their work habits.

"Buying a colossus can be simplified as buying a sacrifice. As long as a few sacrifices come forward and use the order of the Destiny Society as an excuse, a situation of expelling and suppressing them can be formed within the entire scope of the colossus. Without the cover of the colossus, we can use what we have at hand. Power, it's easy to suppress them." The tramp continued.

"Very good, I should have done this long ago." The fat man took another bite of the chicken thigh.

A few people simply reached their intentions, details of actions, proportion of investment, acquisition targets, etc... Naturally, it was done by their subordinate teams, and each of them raised a large team or had reliable entrusted objects.

The tramp then left the ruins.

However, he always felt that something was not quite right.

Soon he thought, the fat man, the lord, the girl... they were all too good to talk today, while the others didn't talk much.

Before the change, they would play a game first to decide the size of the right to speak.

Then there was endless wrangling, and it was impossible to come up with any plan in a few days.

Today, he only said a few ideas, and everyone agreed, and there was a harmony.

This simply made him think that he was getting some kind of halo...

But he looked around and found nothing unusual.

It was as if he was in a dream, and although he felt something was wrong, he could never realize that he was in a dream.

It is useless to bite yourself in a dream to judge whether it is a dream or not.

He shook his head, then pressed the thought to the bottom of his heart and continued with the plan.

...

Dufferin immediately reported the situation to his superiors after escaping his life from the homeless.

The bosses take it seriously, but that doesn't change what happens next.

They were first declared persona non grata by the priests of the Colossus State, and then the believers were asked to arrest and expel those who preached the mandate of heaven.

In the past McCann, it was impossible to do this, and the regulations in each state were very different.

Moreover, they can easily gain the sympathy and protection of the people at the bottom, and they cannot be restrained by regulations.

But now, they are like fish that have lost water. Maybe many people sympathize with them, but those people have to harden their hearts and report them to the sacrifice for the protection of the colossus sacrifice and the survival qualification of the Colossus State.

In the current McCann, the main population and industries are concentrated in the Colossus State, and production and development cannot be carried out safely outside.

When Dufferin saw this scene, he hated those alien monopolies very much. In fact, most of the McCanns were not lacking in the spirit of sacrifice, let alone patriotism.

It's just that they are unarmed, and those guns can only deal with humans, not even the most vulnerable ghost.

If there are different species in common, they will be able to replicate the situation of Dongzhou people in less than two years. Although there are many problems, 90% of the people can guarantee a stable life.

Half a year later, the Destiny Society was hunted down by the mercenaries hired by the alien monopolies.

Those mercenaries, even aliens, those with special powers exist, because the monopolies can give too much leverage.

Under such a powerful armed repression, the actions of the Destiny Society became increasingly weak.

On this day, Dufferin held his new boss in his arms.

He has changed several bosses recently, all of whom died before him.

And now his new boss will also die in his arms. The other party was inexplicably sniped, and he was shot in the chest while having breakfast with him.

"Fearless, fight, destiny! Go to Sister Guangming..." The new boss lost his breath as soon as he tilted his head.

Dufferin didn't cry, he just buried the other party silently, and then went to see the bright nun who the other party said.

Soon he found out that Sister Bright was originally called Miria, the top of the Disaster Elimination Federation, who was in charge of a team called "Hammer of Light". Ronnie was the vice-captain and secretary.

Then he went out day and night all the way to find this federation.

On the way, his identity was also exposed once, but an old man named Mai Li sacrificed, when he heard that he went to see Sister Bright, he sighed and had him let go.

He is very grateful to the other party, because these sacrifices have two choices, one is to expel them directly, and the other is to hand over to the killing group of the alien monopoly.

Because sacrifices also need money, and if you have money, you can set up big scenes and make big events to please the colossus.

Without money, even if there are many believers, it will be difficult for them to work diligently. After all, the devout are always in the minority.

When Dufferin found Milia, the latter was swinging a sledgehammer against a rock wall at the foot of a mountain.

While knocking, she muttered, "Eighty, eighty..."

Hearing that Dufferin was inexplicable, what was the other party doing?

He took the initiative to step forward and said his purpose and the name of his boss.

"It's Mark, he once performed well in the general group of the third fight, but unfortunately he failed to activate the alien species I gave." Milia stopped her hammer and thought thoughtfully.

Dufferin said bitterly: "He is already dead, among the killers sent by those alien monopolies."

"Oh~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I've already heard about it. Those alien monopolies are really hateful. They hide a lot of aliens. I would rather let them mold than take them out. It took me a lot of effort to get them. Some." Milia said bitterly.

"Please help us."

"Let me think about it, I still have a little friendship with a few of them. I have helped them deal with some monsters before, but I can say something." Milia thought for a while.

After Dufferin heard it, he immediately knew that this could only delay the death rate a little, and could not really change the situation.

He was disappointed in his heart, but did not show it, but thanked the other party very solemnly.

"I think you are a tough-willed person. It just so happens that I have a different species here, called the stubborn seed. You can try to activate it." Miria looked at him seriously and said suddenly.

Dufferin was surprised and delighted when he heard the words.

He joined the Destiny Society for the purpose of being a different species. He didn't expect that he had been working hard and had no chance to activate it. As a result, the twists and turns were turned, and when the Destiny Society was about to end, he got an opportunity instead.

He soon tried to activate the xenogeneic, and he was overjoyed.

He is completely consistent with this alien!

It's normal to think about it carefully. How many men, especially sports stars, can hang themselves from a tree? It's not enough to hang once, you have to hang again.

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