Chapter 293
According to the theory of Warren Snow, the father of modern mysterious studies.
The fallen gods, souls, and sequence secrets.
The three are closely related.
However, so far, there has not been any research or report that can clearly stipulate how to distinguish the strength of the soul and how to improve it.
This kind of extremely idealistic product, using modern mysterious science and science as tools, is still unable to conduct effective research.
Similar to the theological theology of the Middle Ancient era'God created the world'.
The soul has always been a forbidden area for various mysterious studies, and it is also the direction of many cross-age studies.
Hardy's soul strength can withstand the power of the second sequence secret technique, which may be related to his six months of experience.
But no one can make definite judgments about this kind of thing.
Even if it is the most cutting-edge soul research field, the relationship between sequence mystery and its relationship is still at the stage of the famous Warren Snow hypothesis.
Even.
This question.
It was once considered by the mysterious academia to be one of the ultimate problems in the soul realm.
Similar to Goldbach’s conjecture, the certainty and uncertainty of the material world and the spiritual world, who am I, these unsolvable problems that have caused many researchers in the scientific and mysterious academic circles to scratch their heads.
Hardy stood in place.
I wanted to have a chat with Cole about his newly mastered sequence secret technique, but as a gradually mature demon-hunter, the little guy simply mentioned that his new secret technique belongs to Massacre sequence.
Cole did not ask about the specific functions and uses, nor did he take the initiative to raise them.
This time.
Baruch’s secretary, Sears knocked on the door of the office, handed over a plan with both hands, stood at the desk, and said solemnly, "Your Excellency Minister.
This operation belongs to the level of never being made public. There are only three executive directors who are directly responsible for the insider, the adult of Judgement Echelon, mechanic Wink Valentier."
while speaking.
Looking down at his watch, he said respectfully, "We will leave in fifteen minutes."
Cole glanced at the plan roughly.
The destination of the operation was the Karadeshan site, 80 kilometers north of Golden Harbor. For some historical reasons, it was called the wilderness of misery by the locals.
A typical no-man’s land.
Provided by Ulori IX, the lair of the gray-skinned blood slaves is located.
Before Secretary Sears left the office, Cole said, "Add Hardy to this plan. Go and work."
The other party was slightly nodded and turned away.
Hardy, who understands the rules, did not ask what the specific content of the task was, but never revealed the top secret level, which made him relaxed and happy, and his face ready to go on vacation, gradually sinking, frowned, "I Go to the previous office to get some equipment.
Wait for you downstairs."
After processing some important documents, call Sean to take the things away, and ask Sean by the way. And what is the status of Vera now.
After the Nord Order incident, he has been busy until now and has no time to visit them in the hospital.
"Ms. Vera Morgan, it is not out of the danger period. According to the hospital report, the head was hit hard, the lumbar spine almost broke, 10% of the whole body area, severe burns, and closed rescue.
Director Sean was in a coma on the 2nd day when he returned to Imperial Capital. The Institute of Mystery believed that contact with the power of Saint Artifact at this time caused irreversible permanence to his soul. Injury.
Even if you are lucky enough to wake up, you will be left with a lifelong mental disability."
Cole was silent for a while and said, "Buy some gifts on behalf of my personal and special department. Visit them, and..."
Open the drawer, write a number on the checkbook, tear it off and pass it to Sean, saying, "Give this check to Sean’s parents "
The female secretary’s cold temperament, after a day and two nights of intensive work, looks very tired, and the meticulous hair of the past has also become a little frizzy.
"In your personal name?"
"Sean's father teaches at the university... in the name of the pension from the Special Ministry, by the way I greet them.
When the time comes, let Ava come with you. He and Sean’s parents have met several times."
Sean put the check in the file At the top, walk away quickly.
After handling the demon hunting squad, Cole put on a trench coat and walked downstairs.
Hardy and Sears are already waiting for him downstairs.
Get in the car.
The engine starts.
The three drove to the train station.
On the road, Sears said as he drove, "Your Excellency Cole, there is a briefcase on your left hand, which contains what you gave to the Mysterious Studies Institute yesterday.
Time is short, I hope you can understand."
Cole opened his briefcase, which contained three high-intensity ultraviolet bombs.
Sears explained, "The time is rushed. At five o'clock in the morning, the logistics department only figured out how the thing works.
Three bombs to match your actions."
Hardy used a tarp to maintain the silver-plated short blade Grace made for him, glanced at the bombs, and said nothing.
Until the two get on the train.
Sears also did not mention the Judgement Echelon demon-hunter who acted with them.
The whistle roars.
As everyone on the platform waved their relatives and friends farewell, the train slowly drove out of the Imperial Capital train station.
Sit across from Cole.
Hardy, who was silent all the way, said, "Boss, yesterday evening, I went to see Sean and Vera. To be honest, they got their lives back in the Nordic Order incident.
p>Sean is okay, Vera..."
The little man used his right hand to hold the cheek, the earlobe to the mandible, sighed, took out a cigarette and handed it to Cole, helplessly said , "Such a beautiful young girl, her face was burnt like that... I really don’t know how she should face herself in the mirror when she wakes up."
Cole didn’t light a cigarette, just held In his hand, indifferently said, "This is the reality that the demon-hunter must face."
Hardy shrugged and said, "I just sigh, I hope she can accept the reality."
>Compared to talking about Vera.
His own situation is not much better either.
The two healed scars on his face made his originally friendly face look fierce and evil.
This time.
A strange man in a gray trench coat suddenly sat in an empty place beside Hardy.
He took off the top hat on his head and glanced at the two of them, with a gentle smile, and his dark eyes were extremely deep, yet charming, exhales one mouthful of impure air, said with a smile, "Finally Catch up, you are the demon-hunter to perform this mission, right?"
Hardy was dumbfounded, and asked in confusion, "Your Excellency?"
"Wink Valentier, I was supposed to be waiting for you at the train station, but...the two girls last night were so...cough cough...
Don’t talk about it, let’s talk about business. .
Do you have money with you? I need it urgently."