Xiling Empire Chapter 754: Cirno’s cold drink shop

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"Here," Belavela refers to his head. "That sound can cut off the spiritual connection of Xiling Apostle, which is enough."

My expression froze in an instant, and for a long time, he said uncertainly: "What does this spiritual connection refer to? Communication with other Apostle(s)? Command link? database?"

The Belavela was silent for a while, and seemed unwilling to admit its powerlessness when faced with a voice, but in the end sighed: "If it were just that, Fallen Apostles could not easily follow other people ’s orders, After all, we are all a group of proud guys ... but the ability owned by the voice owner is more terrible than that. He can cut off any kind of spiritual connection of Xiling Apostle, including any kind of information link, and the simplest between companions Spiritual communication, the spiritual command of the subordinate Soldier, and even ... let you lose the ability summoning the Macross. One of the most powerful technologies of Xiling Apostle is Macross and individual Heavy Armored system, through them, We have gained the power to erupt the entire army fighting strength as an individual. The master of that voice can easily cut off this connection. No matter how powerful the individual, once isolated and helpless, will be drowned in the storm of the legion, and intrigue In the middle of the Fallen Apostles lined with factions, once caught in this situation, the consequences can be imagined. "

"A guy who has fundamentally mastered the lifeblood of every Xiling Apostle ...?," I subconsciously turned the glass in his hand. "He used violence and threats to maintain his rule, but he never showed up. This rule Not reliable. "

"If it is only violence and threats, this kind of rule is certainly not reliable, so he has other means," Belavela rubbed his forehead. "Fallen Apostles is difficult to resist his will. Another reason is that the voice makes People obey. Do n’t you wonder why I ’m saying such important information now? ”

"Nonsense, of course curiosity." I answered immediately.

The sacred leader of the Fallen Apostles, which should be the most important information, even as it is now, Belavela only tells himself a "voice" but does not even know the name of the other party, and it is better than before. Know nothing good. But in Belavela's numerous sobers, she never mentioned what happened to the leader of Fallen Apostles. I even thought that Fallen Apostles, like Old Empire, was a group of fallen Emperor in power!

We did n’t even know that the other party had a supreme commander, what an unforgivable mistake.

But Belavela didn't tell us that this extremely important information must have a reason. Her spirit has been normal, and she can't still serve Fallen if she becomes Xiling Apostle again.

"Because I did n’t get rid of those things until recently." Belavela sighed, but the words he made made my face change greatly: "Ah?! Does that guy's amount of mental power have been ..."

"Do n’t worry," Belavela waved his hand. "His mental power volume cannot extend to this level, and his power seems to be only effective for Fallen Apostles completely controlled by Abyss power. When I was in awakening in Mental World of Sylvia, I can't hear that voice in my mind anymore. The 'those' I mean are a kind of spiritual suggestion ... or something more difficult to resist. Fallen Apostles is also Apostle(s), we have retained at least one kind of not afraid of death after going crazy The pride of you will not obey the orders of others because of a little threat of violence, but that guy, his mental power has been guiding everyone, constantly weakening our resistance to the voice in my mind, even after a period of time, you will be involuntarily It ’s really a terrible psychological suggestion to follow the command of the “adult” as a natural breathing thing. And after I regained my self-control, the a period of time was also subject to this kind of hinted trouble, and I could n’t hear that voice, But something like a seal is also preventing myself from recalling things related to that voice, as if something was deleted from the memory core , This is obviously the guy who put a barrier in each Fallen Apostles memory to prevent someone from revealing secrets. Once someone loses control, all secrets will be forgotten immediately. I suspect that even now, his own memory is not complete ... I even I ca n’t remember where I used to be base, which is too abnormal. "

"What kind of guy might that supreme commander be, do you have no clue?"

"Unfortunately, although I want to help you too," Belavela shook his head. "The only thing that can be determined is that the guy is a member of Xiling Empire, and his soul fits perfectly with the psychic network of Xiling race, otherwise he will not May induce the spirit of Xiling Apostle. Although the spiritual network we are proud of has been defeated by the abyss, but in addition there has never been a defect, even the Star Gods, it is difficult to penetrate it. I can give you suggestions There is only one point: looking from Old Empire's Emperor, looking for those Emperor who are good at mental control, preferably the same as the Shandora. The power of that person is strange, but in essence it is still a kind of spiritual energy, maybe ... "

"It's a pity, I'm afraid I can't think of who is behind the scenes," Shandora's's voice suddenly sounded in the spiritual connection. She has been listening from the beginning just now, and now she suddenly uttered, "Old Empire Emperor is similar to my power. There are only three soul robbers. One of them appears in the monument of the Literature Museum. He became dust with 29 other siblings. The other one is good at mental attack rather than mental control. The mental power amount of the person is very powerful. I have a deep experience. As a soul robber, even if it falls into the door of the abyss, it can at least retain its self-explosive mind before it is crazy. This is not difficult for me, but also for that guy. Same. "

"Really, I remembered that Yogel self-destructed in front of my eyes after the disaster at the Archives," Belavela sighed. "It seems that in a short time, we can't guess which old friend changed. Become a boss. "

"But at least we know that the enemy to be dealt with is one, not a group." The Shandora's voice is still so calm, "Belavela, every time you awakening will surprise us."

"But I just want to eat some cake," Belavela tried to put desserts in his mouth, but his eyelids had begun to fight, "Damn, enjoying life with your own will is different from sharing the memories of others, Today I'm patronizing and talking to you again! "

"Actually, if you want to, I let Tavel make a new body and separate your will ..." I looked at Belavela with an annoyed look, and suddenly felt a little sympathy in my heart: The tangible generation Chief of state, now all Compressed into a month and a half meal.

"No ... use," Belavela tried to swallow the food in his mouth, and a bit regretfully glanced at the handheld that he just took out but didn't have time to play. His head was shaking back and forth, "Fucking time ... Me and Sylvia Unable to separate, yawn-there is one last thing ... usually stay beside Sylvia, your power ... make me awake ... faster ... Zzzzz ... "

Belavela held half of the pudding in his hand and lowered his head. I stepped forward and patted her shoulder gently. silver-haired girl slowly came lifts the head, dragging a good long tone and said, "Okay-full, Belavela eats again Lots of things — "

2p rest, now it is 1p again.

"That--" Sylvia said slowly, looking carefully at my eyes, "Is the Belavela telling you useful? Did I help?"

"Of course, I helped." I smiled at each other nodded.

I only came here a few days ago. At that time, I wanted to see if Belavela woke up. If I could find some information from the other party, the Sylvia was taken care of. She can communicate with Belavela in a wonderful way, but it is more troublesome to wake up the latter. The awakening of Belavela is a mental burden for both of them, so Sylvia always sleeps in these two days, in order to help Get busy.

"Get Belavela to get up-is the biggest thing I can do-" Sylvia said slowly, then looked at the store and shouted, "No. 998-can help Chen pour orange juice Is it? "

The Raven 998 came to the table with a sad face: "Mother, why don't I chat with you. I'm really not dissatisfied with this World."

Sylvia reacted for half a minute: "Ah?"

"cough cough, I will withdraw first, you guys talk slowly."

After Belavela left, I felt that the average intelligence level in this small shop has been lowered for a while. I may stay in it for a long time, which may have an adverse effect on my body and mind. Sylvia's voice just sounded: "Oh-"

Leaving from the Sylvia shop, Shandora and I are still talking in the spiritual connection, Belavela can bring us more important information every time awakening, now it seems that this aspect is her awakening time Limited, the information that can be compiled is also limited, on the other hand, it is also a more important reason, that is, the existence of a "spiritual suggestion" has made her forget many things.

However, how this spiritual hint gradually weakened has become a somewhat confusing question. There is a commander behind Fallen Apostles, which should be undoubtedly, and no matter who the other person is, he cannot be a reckless man. Based on his behavior of implying each Fallen Apostles, we can infer that the other party is very careful. So in this case, how can Belavela's mental lock slowly unlock itself?

I suspect that Occam had accidentally destroyed the shackles when he calculated Belavela, but this was unfounded, and Shandora, which had always considered the enemy ’s worst deterioration, could not accept it. "An accidental memory loss made the Fallen Apostles supreme commander worry. In this case, the possible cause is the second one.

"It seems to be the halo effect of A'Jun again." Her Majesty the Queen sighed quietly in the spiritual connection.

"Purify?"

"According to Father God's, you are a source of information disturbance," Shandora said. "No matter how you contact people, you can recover from Abyss power. The resurrection and spiritual unlocking of Belavela may also be related to this. It would be nice if Tavel could find a technique to amplify this disturbance. "

Then I went to the studio and read a prose poem to the enemy sea, land and air before the battle: "The little trumpet is starting to broadcast", so our army is invincible, right?

Shandora said this is a good prospect.

From the Sylvia shop, the distance from the outer military blockade directly to the college area is not far away. After walking along this road for a short time, I came to the commercial street commonly known as College Road. The blue figure that suddenly appeared in the line of sight caught my attention and interrupted my mind about the Fallen Apostles supreme commander.

Anyway, knowing that the enemy has a supreme commander is of no practical value to us. It is impossible for our intelligence forces to penetrate inside the Fallen Apostles to spy, so it ’s a headache to give this matter to the adjutants of the headquarters.

"Yo! Cirno, still counting Ah?"

I smiled and came to the side of the little blue dress girl who was squatting on the ground and suddenly shouted.

"Wow!" Cirno jumped up and looked at his fingers, and then suddenly showed me an open mouth and dancing claws, "Damn it! Bad guy! People see it as Oh!"

"What do you count? Yesterday's income?" I looked at this fighting strength ice goblin with only ⑨, which was really not threatening at all, and then looked at Little Girl again The facade behind: Cirno cold drink shop.

"People are counting ... counting ..." Cirno's momentary conclusion, the ice wings behind him slowly dragged down, and after a few seconds, the temperature around them began to decrease rapidly, and this stupid goblin flew up, "I blame you! Villain! Hurry up and tell people what Oh! was just about, if you can't figure it out, you can't open today!"

Ah, you ca n’t start business without counting it, what is this important data?

"Ooooo, I ca n’t even remember why I ca n’t open a business because I ca n’t figure it out." Cirno asked me to squat down on the ground more despondently, take out the roots and draw a circle.

It took me a lot of effort to rejuvenate the depressed ice goblin. Out of curiosity, I made a request to visit the other party ’s shop. Surprisingly, Cirno was very welcome and almost dragged I dragged my hand into the shop, and as soon as I entered the door, I was shocked.

The floor is covered with ice, the windows are covered with ice flowers, the chandelier is a foot-long icicle, and the chairs are covered with ballast, and large and small pieces of ice can be seen everywhere. It is a bit like a bar counter. The thick ice and snow cover can't be seen as it is, the small storefront is cold and the wind is bursting, the two cooling blowers are still blowing out the cold wind wrapped in snowflakes on the opposite wall, the scene in the cold drink shop Like the Ice Age, at least minus degrees!

"No guests!" Cirno entered such an environment, but it was very joyful, and jumped into the bar, "It ’s true, so many people said they were willing to come to the show before opening the store. I wo n’t come after a trip. Ah, do you want sorbet? It ’s frozen by someone! This is a special product! "

I quickly waved my hand: "Don't trouble, I just nibble a piece from the table."

You are using a cold drink shop as a cafeteria to open Oh!

I have to say that Cirno refreshed my world outlook again, letting me know where a stupid can be stupid. According to what she said, no guests have been here since a few days ago. What exactly is the doorway?

When Cirno heard my question, he was silly for a while, and then suddenly clapped his hands: "Hah! This is the case, there is no guest, people still say, why can't you keep out of things, it has not been sold Something! "

...... This product must be very good to sell?

The cold drink shop of Cirno is destined for no one to patronize. I cannot imagine how hot a person is to come to such a place to cool off, because it will be difficult for you to determine who is the hardest in the end. And here may also be throughout history's first cold drink shop that can help itself or even homemade food: you take a bottle of water at the door and stand for a while, and when you go back, you will have iced mineral water to drink.

Cirno is a child's temper. After a while, I forgot what someone had just scared her. Now I am enthusiastically introducing her shop to me, and I am observing the tabletop: the broken ice on the table. There was an unlucky fly in it, still keeping its wings flying, apparently, it was frozen at the moment it flew in.

"This is milk popsicles!"

The ice goblin puts a large box on the counter, pours the liquid that has been disturbed so that the original shape cannot be seen, and then rubs his hands on the box to pour a lot of milky ice from the inside. Block comes.

"Ah, forget to insert the stick!" Cirno exclaimed.

I picked up a so-called milk popsicle from the counter and threw it on the ground. The bowl suddenly had a big hole.

If it is not so easy to melt, this is actually a good building material.

A certain ice goblin obviously mistaken the formula of normal ice cream, and how terrible it would be for didn't expect to freeze frozen popsicles at this ambient temperature, and still happily drumming ice cubes over there, and I suddenly felt chest A bit moved in the front pocket, Della crawled out tremblingly: "His, so cold, A'Jun, let's go to Frozen Continent again?"

As he said, he took out a small bag and carried it on his back, and drilled into the warmer neckline: it was time to move.

I do n’t think maliciously, if at this moment threw her into a glass, would it turn into an amber like the unlucky fly.

For my own health, when Della climbed halfway, I got up and decided to quit. As a result, this action made Cirno come from lifts the head in the popsicle box. The other party saw Della that was drilling into the neckline at a glance, and immediately greeted happily stand up. As mentioned before, Della and Cirno have become good friends, so the two fools met again and were very intimate. I braved the cold wind of minus fifteen or sixty degrees and wondered whether to open a Cirno cold drink shop. A drug store is more suitable, and when you go out, you turn left to cure a cold, which demonstrates the humanistic care of urban planning. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)