bookbashuk Chapter 270
Chapter 270
The black mist dispersed, revealing a figure mixed with black and white light, and although the woman named Cynthia could not see her expression clearly, she could see that she was in great pain.
The man's big black hand kept pressing on the top of her head, and the black qi empowerment rushed straight to her brain, and Cynthia fell to the ground in unbearable pain.
The man's gaze hidden under the hood twisted slightly, and just when he thought that Cynthia was about to be unable to hold on, the latter suddenly struggled to get up, and endless vitality burst out from his body.
"Very good, didn't disappoint me."
Cynthia clenched her teeth, her voice low and inaudible, "The subordinates live up to expectations." "
It's still early." The man said and slowly withdrew his hand, leaned back into his seat a little lazily, and said in an indifferent tone: "The power of giants is inherently repulsive with the power of gods, how to suppress this rebel depends on your personal will." "
The rebels
The eyes under the white mask were slightly lowered, and Cynthia did not answer.
"Cynthia."
"The subordinates are here."
"How long have you been with me?"
"More than five years."
"It's been some days." The man habitually tapped his fingers on the armrest, and said after a slight pause: "Now I want you to leave my side, are you willing?"
After the man said this, his eyes kept staring at Cynthia's body, and the latter did not dare to show a superfluous expression, but just answered in a low voice: "It's all at the orders of adults."
"You should know something about Gaia."
"Yes, the news from Miyamura all points to a boy named Takayama My Dream."
"Approach him." The man said suddenly.
"Adult?"
"I need that strength, and I have to gain his trust within half a year."
Cynthia lowered her head when she heard this, and after hesitating for a while, she said, "The subordinates must do their best."
"Do you know why I chose you?"
"Subordinates don't know." In fact, Cynthia had vaguely guessed something, but she still pretended to be puzzled.
"A man's nature is your greatest strength."
When the woman heard this, her body did not move at all, and her expression under the mask changed slightly.
"Subordinates... I see.
"Let's go, I'll let Yokoyama and Miyamura cooperate with you in other things."
"Yes." Cynthia answered in a low voice, and then respectfully exited the castle hall.
The sound of footsteps disappeared in his ears, and the man slowly raised his lowered head, and his face hidden under the hood reflected the wrinkled skin under the slight light.
The chains behind him made a sound because of the movement, and it was like thunder on the ground in this quiet space.
With the pluck of his fingers, the bronze cast throne began to turn gently, and the chains began to pull under the rotation, finally opening a space in the pitch black behind him.
In the space, the whole crystal round sphere wrapped a pitch black in it, and the figure curled up like a baby released a terrifying aura, as if the root of all this darkness was it.
The man waved his big hand, and the black mist pinched the C2 corpse that had just been used out of thin air, and then threw it towards the sphere.
The shriveled corpse is dissipated and dissolved into it the moment it touches the sphere, and finally turns into a strange pool of liquid that becomes a nourishment for the 'baby'.
"It's not enough." The man whispered to himself, and his gaze as he looked at the figure revealed endless fanaticism.
"This beautiful planet is waiting for your arrival all the time, my master, it's soon..." The
figure immersed in the black mist began to tremble slightly, and the desire for life was so strong that it affected the minds of the people around it, and even the men were intoxicated.
"What a powerful force, only this is worthy of being called a god!"
The so-called God is a supreme being above thousands of lives, and men firmly believe in this.
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Time passed in a hurry, three days had passed since the last incident, the TPC calmed down the situation as usual, and I Dream and the others returned to normal college life.
On the crowded train, my squinting eyes were awakened by the fireworks beside me, and the sound of the train arriving at the station was heard in my ears, and the two of them got up and walked out of the train like everyone else.
Stepping on the platform, the office workers rushed to the company anxiously, but it was they students who were not in a hurry.
"Ah~ It's still more comfortable to go to school." Fireworks walked lightly in front of my dreams, and although the holiday life is easy, it always feels easy to lose people's vitality.
I dreamed of walking behind each other and walking together in the direction of the school, listening to the crisp sound of the girl's chatter, but I felt bored.
Unconsciously walked for a long time and came to the entrance of the school, the already lively enough entrance of the college was overcrowded at this time, the girls exchanged ears, and the boys all gathered together to look in one direction.
The fireworks gossip fire was raging, and I was busy pulling my dream into the crowd to look in the direction of everyone's attention, and when a beautiful figure came into view, she finally understood why this group of smelly boys was so enthusiastic.
I also looked at it in my dream, and saw a tall mixed-race woman with a smile, three-dimensional and delicate facial features arranged together to form a beautiful face, the long flowing burgundy hair was permed into large waves and draped over the shoulders, a pair of azure pupils swept around as if they could speak, and smiled coquettishly when facing the enthusiasm of the students.
Women in fashionable clothes reveal a noble aura all over their bodies, and people who recognize goods can see that their identity is definitely not simple just by looking at each other's clothes.
"The new teacher is really beautiful~" A boy couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
The person next to him obviously didn't know much about it, and hurriedly asked, "Do you know that she is a new teacher?"
"Because I saw her communicating with other teachers just now, I guess she should be the new teacher."
"It's great if it's really a teacher
~" "That's right, that's right~"
Hanabi listened to the unconcealed conversation of the boys in his ears, gently pouted his lips and dreamed to me on the side: "You boys are so fond of the new and disgusted with the old, those guys were still obsessed with the death and life of Akane Miyakawa before, and now they say that it will change."
"It's rare that you will say good things for Sister Akane." I dreamed of the girl's appearance and couldn't help but smile.
"It's not." Hanabi raised her head arrogantly, shifted her gaze back to the woman, and said: "I'm just wondering if this gap will affect a woman, if that's really interesting~
" "But I still think that Miyakawa-sensei is the most beautiful, and the new teacher wants to shake my faith." As if to refute Hanabi's claim, a boy made a statement firmly defending Akane Mikawa.
Many boys also expressed support, and for a while there was polarization on the field.
Listening to the bored rebuttal of the group, I wanted to withdraw my gaze rather boredly, but the woman's sudden gaze dispelled the idea.
The woman smiled at him, a strange act that made me wonder why the other party did this.