The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 4: World Symphony (Part 2)

Fourteen hours later, the vice chairman of the Brotherhood of Scarlet Owls came to the headquarters of the Thorns Cross of the Temple, and the plane landed at the Nice International Airport in France. As the annual Nice Carnival is approaching, the city is colorfully decorated and the streets are crowded. The noisy environment of men and women full of strange clothes did not change slightly until the car drove out of the center of the city and drove onto Palm Avenue by the sea. The deputy speaker looked at the blue sea of ​​the Mediterranean through the black glass window and said unhappily: "I hate this very much. Occasion, in fact, every member of the Brotherhood should reject this crowded and flashy scene, which will disturb people’s minds and make people stupid and weak."

"Yes, my lord." A young man next to him respectfully responded, "My lord Duke often teaches us the same way. Since my tattoo pain level increased last month, I really feel spiritually refreshed. Purification, even the ability has improved. The provisions on penance in the code are true, my lord."

"You are growing very fast, Belenko." The deputy speaker said, "Of the four guardian knights, you are the youngest, calmest, and most promising. The speaker often mentions you. ."

The young man has a light yellow curly hair, his eyes are light blue, and he has the high and sunken bridge of the nose characteristic of the Baltic Europa. The facial contours are very clear. He replied: "No, Dewo Lu is a potential guardian knight. Even if he loses his vitality and returns to his protoplasmic state, I can still feel his unyielding will. He wants to come back alive and continue to fight for the red two-headed eagle. My lord, as long as you extend a helping hand, He must be able to cross that line."

"It is rumored that there has been a disagreement between the four of you, why speak for him." The deputy speaker stared at the person next to him with hot red eyes,

"Because Dvoru is the duke's favorite person, his son, his treasure." The humiliating expression in Belenko's eyes flashed away, and his fist was slightly clenched,

The electric Bentley elegant car turned and drove down the road, and drove on a tree-lined path paved with stones. After ten minutes, it reached a courtyard gate. The door was written in English, French, and Chinese: St. Christopher’s Monastery The site, a UNESCO special protective reconstruction project, is only open to staff, illegal intruders will be attacked by an unannounced attack by the American Black Pegasus security company and will be prosecuted in accordance with French local law.

Dozens of remote sensing devices hidden on the wall repeatedly scanned the car and the people in the car. Two metal gates slowly opened. The car drove into the yard and parked on the green lawn. The deputy speaker raised his foot. Stepping out of the car door, as soon as he stepped on the lawn, a shadow appeared in the bright sunlight of southern France, gently wrapping the deputy speaker,

The monastery is a sixteenth-century stone building with a simple appearance. It has four floors and more than 20 rooms. Due to a fire in the early twentieth century, the granite facade of the monastery showed varying shades of black. Brown, with ivy covering the walls and concealing the carved hardwood glass windows. Compared with this humble main building, the French Renaissance-style seven-story tower next to it is much more gorgeous. The tower built in the style of the famous Chenonceau Castle was originally designed as the new main building of the monastery, but the ascetics who lived here refused to move into the noble and elegant new building. Christopher’s Abbey finally ended when it was completely abandoned. Today, the dormitory, restaurant, meeting room and chapel of the Temple of Thorns Cross are still located in the main building, and the gorgeous tower is used as a research room and weapons storehouse.

"Your Honor, Vice-President... Salute." Duke Sebastian de Lafontaine led the 47 knights of the Cross raised his right fist and hit the heart, bowed to the Vice-President, the Vice-President Looking at these solemn knights standing between the blue sky and the green grass, they couldn’t help feeling a little moved. These people were the most loyal believers of the Brotherhood, the most resolute executors, and the last spiritual pillars of the Brotherhood. All of them are "sons of gods" created by Lucifer, who swore to sacrifice for the red two-headed eagle at the moment of awakening. Behind the Duke stood three young people. These three people and the golden lion Dvoru constituted the form. "Guardian Knights", the strongest combat power of the Cross, are the strongest sons of gods, and they are responsible for eradicating dissidents and maintaining the prestige of the Brotherhood.

"Duke, knights." The deputy speaker nodded to everyone, "My time is limited, take me to see Dvoru."

"Please follow me." The Duke took the lead and walked towards the seven-story tower. The deputy speaker and three guardian knights followed. Several people entered the gorgeously decorated lobby and took the elevator to the laboratory on the top floor. The center saw the long-lost golden lion, Dvoru who was destroyed in the battle of Tokyo, Japan,

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that this is him." The deputy speaker looked a little surprised,

Lying in the transparent sphere is a shiny silver body. The body is about the height of a twelve-year-old boy. The body is complete with hands and feet. The body is covered with a layer of silver honeycomb metal mesh. It looks like some kind of mysterious funerary from ancient China, not like the body of a soldier,

The Duke said: "The bell-ringer found him in the center of the explosion. He was not fatally injured, but he was relieved of his self-seal and used his full strength, causing the body and mind to collapse, and collapsed into the appearance of the ability protoplasm. I can’t find the physiological structure and vital signs of this body, but I believe that Dvoru is still alive, because the electric charge it carries is increasing over time. It is the proliferation of the cells of the “son of god” that contain power. It shows that as long as this self-protection can be lifted from the inside, I believe that Dvoru's will can be awakened, and with the lion's ability to resurrect, he can definitely stand up again."

"Where is the bell ringer, I want to talk to him." The deputy speaker said,

"Sorry, he has been out several times this month, and his time balance is almost exhausted. There is no way to leave the culture medium in a short time." The Duke pointed to the wall on the north side and replied. Behind the glass wall is another In a room, there is the same transparent sphere, which contains a humpback, chicken breast, rickety body, and an extremely ugly thin man. There are countless tentacles and granulation protruding out of his body, squirming strangely in the liquid, and the outside of the medium is constantly injected. A dark purple liquid, the fleshy whiskers will decay and decompose immediately when it touches the liquid, but new granulation sprouts immediately grow out, as if hearing others talk about his name, the bell-ringer opened his eyes and glanced around with weird eyes, and then Close your eyelids slowly,

"That's it." The deputy speaker murmured, "How strong is the charge."

Beelenko pressed a button on the side, and a drop of electrolyte fell in the glass cover, "crack." The bright pink arc immediately exploded, burning everyone’s eyes with pain, and the liquid had long since evaporated without a trace. The air was filled with a fresh smell of ozone, "Almost up to the level of Dvoru's usual ability test,...no, maybe stronger." said the youngest guardian knight,

"What did the cardinal say." asked the deputy speaker,

"He is very distressed. After all, Dvor is the first successful modulator of Lucifer." The Duke sighed, "After all, in the previous incidents of the collapse of the Son of God, there has never been a **** who has degenerated into protoplasm. The son can recover again. Lucifer can’t do anything about it, but I think Dvoru’s situation is different from those of those people. He still retains the nature of fighting. There must be a ray of life hidden under this charged armor, Vice-President. , I believe..."

The deputy speaker was silent for a moment this time, "Well, I see, you all go out, everyone, let me and Dvoru be alone for a while."

The Duke didn’t say anything anymore, he bowed deeply and saluted immediately, turned around and strode out of the laboratory. The three guardian knights left one by one, locked the door of the laboratory, "buzz..." The spherical glass cover rose. The deputy speaker moved to the silver body and muttered to himself: "There is a story of the revenge angel coming back from the dead is recorded in the Codex. Is that a prophecy made to you, Dvoru."

The dry hand stretched out the shadow, emitting a crimson glow, and everything around it began to gradually become transparent. As the palm of the hand approached the body, countless sharp arcs gleamed between the deputy speaker’s fingertips and the skin, but that The thin hand itself also began to become looming, as if it was integrated into the space, the electric light disappeared, and the palm quietly sank into the chest, piercing the core of protoplasm,

At this moment, Gu Tie in the "world" suddenly struck a spirit. He felt that something bad had happened. He made a silent gesture and wanted to listen to what was abnormal, but he surrounded him. Hundreds of pink hat dwarves are too noisy, everyone is drunk holding a small bottle and singing a weird song:

"Jona, the owner of the volcano

Yona, the owner of steam

Whoever dares to touch the hair of Flores

Baron Jona of Ekbatana made him a star in the sky. "

"Ah, shut up." Gu Tie said angrily, "When are you going to sing? The banquet should be over."

As soon as these words came out, the audience immediately became quiet. Two hundred small shiny eyes stared at the astrologer. The elder with the longest beard said with tears: "If Lord Jonah is going to end, then the banquet is over, we Go back to the fire and continue doing hopeless drudgery, dwarves. After all, this is Lord Jonah’s will..."

The sobs immediately sounded one after another. The pink-cap dwarves turned around, putting their hands on their companions’ shoulders and staggering towards the door. Gu Tie said with a black line on his face: "Okay, tease You guys, continue to sing and drink at the bar."

"I know Lord Jonah is joking." A hundred dwarves cheered in unison, and again picked up the wine glasses, played the organ, and sang inexplicable hymns. Gu Tie held up the small wine glass on the table, laughing and crying. Pour the whole glass of wine into his mouth. At this time, there was a slight chill from behind. He didn't look back, and whispered in surprise: "Who."

"I, you've seen me." An ugly man with a hunched back chuckled,