Chapter 12 Chapter Eleven Omega

In the bell tower of the church, Dasmond sat down comfortably in the small sofa chair, and his subordinates were helping him adjust the circuit and air valve.For the next link, Dasmond has always liked it. It can be said that he did a lot of things for the following moment. "Okay, Mr. Dasmond." The subordinate said respectfully, "The sound can be transmitted up to five kilometers away, and there is no problem covering the upper city." "Very good," Dasmond pushed the switch smartly, and took a deep breath.With the momentum of a coloratura tenor, he began to speak to the copper trumpet in front of him, "Dear gentlemen from the Papal States, I know you are nearby, maybe you are hiding on the roof and looking at this church with a telescope, maybe Rifle set up at the window, perhaps charging your mobile suits with power, waiting to rush in and shoot us over the head and stab us through the heart with a sword. But before that, please allow me Dasmond, The mastermind of this event, to explain to you why we did this. My name is still unfamiliar to most of you, but never mind, the name Dasmond will soon become world famous, Tomorrow! As the newspapers are read in capitals! History will remember us as heroes..."

A bifurcated brass loudspeaker and a resonant cavity were set up on the top of the clock tower. Dasmond's voice was converted into an electrical signal and then amplified by the steam flow, which was slightly distorted and transmitted far in the cold rainy night. The sound passed through the empty streets and squares, which should have awakened the sleeping people, but none of the windows were opened. But just as Dasmond expected, the soldiers hidden behind the wall, by the window and on the roof were arranging their firearms in the rain, and they couldn't help being stunned when they heard his voice. All the troops concentrated towards this college, and at the same time the surrounding area was emptied, and there were no civilians within a radius of one kilometer.

The blazing cavalry who just arrived sat on the chariot and listened. The snipers held long-range rifles and hid behind the curtains of the library. Listen behind your back and listen to this man's sonorous and powerful speech. "The world has come to this day. Technology and belief support us, but some people try to monopolize technology and belief. This is like emptying two rooms for hungry people and monopolizing water for thirsty people! So who is monopolizing technology and belief? Gentlemen, think about it, isn’t it precisely the Papal State that you are loyal to? Relying on the world’s strongest Knights of the Sky, the military power of the Papal State is above all other countries. No one dares to violate the orders of the Papal State. The priests of all countries They must all be appointed by Pope Emerald. In this way, the Papal State manages the entire West through tens of thousands of priests! Don’t you claim to be followers of God? But let me tell you, you are actually followers of the devil! You are bullying People's bodies also enslave people's spirits. You misinterpret the scriptures and pretend to be God's will. You lead this world to destruction, and the doomsday judgment will come. At that time, it is not us but you who will be sent to the judgment seat... ..."

The soldiers listened silently to the man's voice passing by in the sky, and looked at each other, not knowing what expression to have.But they had to admit that Dasmond was extremely gifted in his speech, with cadences and cadences, almost like an outstanding politician narrating his own policy agenda. "I am here to announce to the whole world that we have mastered the masterpiece of the highest technology of the Papal State. The mysterious Seraph Armor! We are surrounded by you for this reason. You want to eradicate us rebels, but you cannot eradicate mine. Voice. My voice is reaching every corner of Uptown. Tomorrow, the world will know that Seraph armor is no longer exclusive to the Papal States. Tomorrow, we will distribute this technology to all countries in the world. This is the new world The wind is our salvation of mankind, our farewell to the past, and our embrace of the future..." Dasmond continued to chatter, as if he was a great innovator in his words.

"I understand what you armed thugs are thinking. You want to rush in and kill us, but unfortunately you can't. In order to ensure your own safety, we hold nearly a thousand noble hostages in our hands. Next, I recite A list, the masters and misses on this list are now under our care. Master Walls Lorenz of Duke Lorenz... Leo Lordran, master of the Marquis of Lordland... Anne Stuart, Miss Stuart... Sacha Braun, Miss Braun..." The students in the chapel looked at each other. They had heard most of the names on that list, but a few.For example, Anne Stuart, Anne's last name is Stuart.This is not surprising, many noble children who come to study in the neutral country will use aliases to prevent their noble family background from being known by everyone.The person whose name is called knows it himself.

Dasmond probably managed to get the student list.However, any hereditary aristocratic student will be marked with a blue letter "N" in the file.He read out all the students with N in the file to show that the hostages in his hands are all important. "His Royal Highness Princess Verdun..." Dasmond obviously paused when he read this. Could it be that there is still a dignified princess in this academy?But who is the Princess of Verdun?There is no mention on this list, only this title. He immediately skipped this detail: "Obviously we hold these hostages, but we have no intention of harming them. In order to show our sincerity, we will release the hostages in batches of one hundred people every five minutes. After all the hostages are released, we will leave the above-mentioned 20 people with us. We need a train to stop at Marston Railway Station, three chariots filled with red mercury, and the route from here to the railway station will be cleared immediately. Soldiers around the academy are cleared immediately. If you accept our conditions, we will release the last twenty hostages at the train station. If you refuse, we will not be responsible for the safety of the hostages! May God bless Marston, may God bless children!"

He cut off the power, put the loaded gun out of the window, and fired continuously to show his determination.He actually gave this speech in a completely enclosed place.Because he knew very well that there were long-range rifles all around him, and the bullets fired by those guns had a strong rotation, and the elite snipers could accurately hit him between the eyebrows within 200 meters. He descended to the church by the bell-ringing rope, leaving his blind subordinate to continue listening to the wind from the bell tower, while the other Satanists drew the thick black velvet curtains.In this way, people outside can no longer peep into the church through the telescope.

Behind a wall outside the church, the intelligence officer in charge of operating the Morse Lockbox began sending out the entirety of Dasmond's speech.A colonel looked at the church under the rain with a frown. Dasmond's behavior was completely beyond their expectations. The chameleon actually wanted to negotiate terms with the Holy See, but the Holy See never negotiated terms with anyone. According to intelligence, the man nicknamed Chameleon is not a crazy heretic.He is only cunning and fierce, but he has no pursuit of religious and political ideals, but what he said just now, he acted as if he was the savior of the end of the century.

At this time, the bronze door of the church opened again, and countless light-colored figures swarmed out from inside!That is indeed the light-colored school uniform of Marston King Mechanical College!Dasmond actually released the first batch of hostages.This is the best thing for the Holy See. A hostage group of thousands of people will cause chaos if they are not careful, but a hostage group of 20 people is much easier to rescue. "Stop them! Stop them! Don't let anyone out of your sight!" shouted the colonel, turning suddenly from behind the wall. Dasmond shouldn't have made such a low-level mistake.Then the only explanation is that Dasmond had other intentions in doing so.This is likely to be a cover-up. The students in this academy, the seniors are close to twenty years old, and their bodies are no different from adults.Dasmond and his men could have escaped among the released students. There were a hundred students in each batch, which was not a small number. When they spread out on the muddy ground, they formed a scattered fan shape.

Inside the church, Dasmond pulled aside the black velvet curtains, watching black figures emerge from their hiding places, running to intercept the released students, with a sneer on his lips. There was a low blasting sound from behind the church, and the ground shook slightly.Dasmond walked quickly to the small prayer room at the back of the church. Several of his subordinates hadn't appeared in the church hall from the beginning, and had been preparing here all the time.They drilled a hole in the ground, poured pure red mercury into that hole, and then detonated. Because the amount of red mercury used was very limited, the sound of the explosion was suppressed by the sound of wind and rain.

On the hard rocky ground was a hole with a diameter of less than one meter, leading straight down. The sound of rushing water could be faintly heard, and rough white waves could be seen. "Years later, they will call this road 'Dasmond's Road'. Using that secret road, Dasmond, the most daring criminal in history, stole the largest fortune in history!" Dasmond His pride is beyond words. His secretiveness is far beyond the imagination of outsiders. He has deception in every step of his work, and you have no idea what tricks he is playing until the last moment.Speeches are a sham, negotiations are a sham, and he didn't even think about leaving the train station.So what if the train leaves Marston?The Papal State can even intercept the Serpent of the World, so can't it intercept their train?Besides, what's the point of them going without those heavy Seraph armor?That's what they came for, and none of them could fight their way through armor like Rundstede. The real escape route was right under their feet.The church seems to be built on a solid rock foundation, but Marston is a hot spring city, and according to a famous geologist, it is a karst landform. One runs right under the church.It was a heavy rain tonight, and a large amount of rainfall on the mountain leaked into the lake below the mountain along the dark river, and white waves rolled up in the dark river. All the armor has been packed in glued pockets, stuffed with large pieces of flotsam, and the spare parts to be taken away are treated in the same way.After such a bag is thrown into the dark river, it will soon appear in the downstream lake. People cannot walk in dark rivers. The turbulent torrents will knock you against rocks, cracking your skull in a few strokes.Dasmond thought of another way. He would release a hundred students in each of the first two batches. Intercepting these students and verifying their identities would consume most of the energy of the soldiers. In the third batch, he would suddenly release them. For the rest of the students, imagine eight hundred students were oppressed by fear and fled in all directions on the campus. They couldn't be stopped at all, and Dasmond and his accomplices mixed in had a great chance of escaping smoothly.On Dasmond's chessboard, every piece is useful.If Rundstedt hadn't prohibited him from harming the students, he could have played more tricks, such as strapping red mercury bombs on the students and forcing them to leave the classroom one by one, imagining the chaos and chaos in that situation The look on people's faces can be interesting. He walked briskly back into the church hall and knelt down beside Rundstedt.Rundstedt was also half-kneeling, holding Tilan's hand, watching Tilan's eyes rolling under her eyelids with joy, as if she was about to wake up and would open her eyes at any moment. Dasmond was a little surprised. He had indeed witnessed the curative effect of Yingluo's blood on dying patients, but he was not absolutely sure about this kind of thing between medical treatment and mysticism. Tilan's disease was nerve necrosis. He is not absolutely sure that Yingluo's blood vessels will work or not.But it seemed that he made the right bet on this move, otherwise the King of Knights, who was as fragile as a child but as fierce as a beast, would be in trouble if he made an attack midway. He put a complete Seraph armor at the feet of Rundstedt: "Then, Your Royal Highness, our transaction is about to be completed, and we will part ways from now on. You go to your lakeside town to settle down For the rest of my life, I will work hard for the peace and justice of this world." He knew that such words would not work for Rundstedt, but he still couldn't change his words just after he delivered the hypocritical speech. "This armor is a gift from me. With Miss Tilan's talent, even if she just woke up, she might be able to use this armor. It won't hurt her much if you use it lightly, right? You are the world's most powerful Violent fiancés, Baiyue Tilan and Knight King Longdstedt join forces, no army can stop you from pursuing a happy life." He bowed deeply and retreated step by step. In the end, he wanted to use the boy wearing the crown of the knight crown again. If Rundstedt broke out violently as he said, it would not be enough for the entire Marston's army to surround him, let alone come Forget about Dasmond. "Release the second batch of students!" He waved his hand, standing in a corner where long-range rifles could not be aimed at, and waved to the students who couldn't wait, "As I said, everyone's safety is absolutely guaranteed. I wish you all the best! Find the girl you love at the Midsummer Eve celebration and enjoy a happy life." Seeing these boys and girls looking at each other, rejoicing that they escaped from death, those who had been secretly expressing love for a long time could no longer restrain themselves, hugging and sobbing or kissing involuntarily, Dasmond smiled brighter and brighter. Nobility, this is nobility.This group of people will manage the world in the future, so Dasmond is absolutely sure of taking the world from this group of people. At this time, one of his subordinates exposed half of his body from the mechanical door, beckoning to Dasmond with a mysterious expression. "What's wrong?" Dasmond leaned over and asked in a low voice. "Dasmond, you should take a look at what we just discovered. We found a secret door at the end of the carriage." The subordinate was obviously a little excited, "It seems to be a hidden cargo compartment." "Hidden cargo compartment?" Dasmond was taken aback, then turned to Rundstedt, "His Royal Highness, is there any hidden cargo compartment in this train?" Rundstedt was taken aback and raised his head abruptly.At this time, the girl in the iron coffin opened her eyes silently, her dreamlike deep purple eyes were quietly looking at the roof, as if she was still in a dream, Rundstedt hurriedly bent down to hug her, and put her in his ear. While calling her name softly, expecting her to answer him, once Tilan opened his mouth to answer, he woke up from the state of the living dead, which showed that Yingluo's blood was indeed repairing her fragmented nervous system. Dasmond had no time to wait for Rundstedt to make love to his girl, and followed his subordinates to board the train again. Almost all the goods in the carriages have been removed, and only then did it reflect the hugeness of the train, walking inside is like walking in a palace.The incandescent beam of light was severely scattered in the carbonic acid mist, with a circular iridescent light. When the carriage was first opened, everyone felt that this train was something from the future. It was completely mechanized and its precision exceeded the limit of imagination.But after removing all the goods, the train revealed its extremely ancient side. The top and side walls were engraved with holy emblems and holy words, exuding a solemn atmosphere. The deeper you went, the denser the holy emblem and holy words became. Before the final iron wall, Dasmond saw a tree carved in steel. It was an extremely prosperous and mysterious tree, countless The holy words of God constitute its trunk and branches, and there are eleven huge fruits, each of which is composed of many concentric circles and difficult calculation formulas, just like a mathematical model. "Kabbala?" Dasmond reached out and touched the branch of the tree. Although he is an opportunist, he is a member of the Satanic Order after all, and has studied some theology with those priests.This tree is called the tree of Kabbalah, also known as the tree of life, which is recorded in the ancient scriptures. It is said that there were two trees planted in God’s Garden of Eden, the tree of wisdom and the tree of life. The first humans devoured the fruit of the tree of wisdom and obtained a personality similar to gods, but they did not eat the fruit of the tree of life. Otherwise, they would be immortal and become equal to the gods. The tree of life has another meaning, it is God's blueprint for creating the universe.This universe is actually in the shape of a towering tree. The eleven fruits represent the eleven kingdoms created by God. This world is only one of the kingdoms. The tree of life is the largest and most mysterious holy emblem, from ancient times to the present. No one can decipher it, and the Messianic religion rarely shows this pattern to outsiders. I don’t know why they engraved it on this secret door. The iron wall was originally tight, but now there is a crack, which should have been caused by the impact on the church.Thick carbonic acid mist was escaping from that gap, and Dasmond suddenly realized that the knight's coffin was filled with solid ice, and the ice cubes would not emit carbonic acid gas. In fact, all the carbonic acid gas It all comes from the gap in the deepest part of the carriage. The subordinate raised the ore lamp and let the light shine in through the gap. There was something hideous in the depths of the mist, like a giant spider crouching there.Dasmond felt a little cold, and the shape of the thing made him feel very uncomfortable, but after waiting for a long time, the thing did not move, and it seemed that there was no sign of life. "You stay here, I'll go in and have a look." Dasmond took the ore lamp from his subordinate, turned sideways, and reluctantly passed through the gap. He slowly approached the center of the carbon dioxide mist, and finally he saw clearly that the thing was actually some kind of mechanical equipment, hanging from the roof of the carriage, with eight sharp iron claws, which were obviously designed to tighten Those eight thick iron claws holding onto something were extremely powerful, probably even Seraphim couldn't escape its control.There are mottled golden patterns everywhere on the machine, as if golden paint has been splashed on it casually. The underground is also covered with similar patterns, like golden chrysanthemums painted with oriental splash ink brushwork. Right below the machine, there are four giant iron coffins. The shape and texture of the iron coffins are no different from those of knights. There are differences, but the overall size is twice as large. The gap between the coffin lid and the iron coffin body is strengthened with silver metal tongs. The frosted brass pipes continuously pour carbon dioxide gas into these iron coffins, so this steel chamber is filled with fog. . Dasmond shot the surface of the iron coffin with a mineral lamp, trying to read the ancient text: "Sleep, don't wake up again, you have been buried, you have been rescued, your relatives have wept for you, you The journey in this world is over, and it is better to forget it than to be attached to it.” There was a vague ominous meaning in these words, like some kind of warning, combined with the holy emblems and holy words written all over the walls of the carriage, it made people feel a little terrified.But looking at these iron coffins carefully, people are full of expectations for the things inside. After wiping off the hoarfrost, it can be seen that the four iron coffins are embossed and painted with gold. The angel wraps the iron coffin with six golden wings, as if guarding it. The eyes of the angel are inlaid with silver, which will show a different angle when viewed from different angles. For things like "eyes", the wings are pasted with pieces of gold foil, which is radiant.These iron coffins themselves are priceless works of art. Compared with these four iron coffins, the plain iron coffins outside are the coffins used by civilians. And the things contained in the knight's coffin are already priceless, so what kind of amazing things should be contained in these four giant iron coffins? But it was sealed too tightly, and Dasmond tried to push the coffin lid, but of course it had no effect.The silver metal tongs used to seal the coffin could not be easily opened either.He looked around, and his eyes stopped on the spider-shaped machine above the iron coffin.Doesn't this thing have a similar shape to the frame of Hercules used by Armed Chi Tian?Dasmond was deeply impressed by Rundstedt's painful scene on the frame of Hercules. The problem was suddenly solved, just as the frame of Hercules must be used where there is the armor of the Seraphim, and where there is such a giant iron coffin, there must be a tool to open the coffin, otherwise the mechanics of the Papal Kingdom would not be able to move it.The silver dial that looked like a starter handle was covered with hoarfrost, and Dasmond could barely turn it with both hands. The whole train vibrated slightly, the pipelines transporting the low-temperature carbon dioxide gas no longer dissipated the white mist, the giant iron claws descended, and were tightly fastened to the top of the iron coffin. The one-ton coffin lid was lifted flatly. At this moment, an indescribable fragrance permeated the air. The moment it entered the nose, it flowed over the limbs and bones like warm water, as if the soul was penetrated by that fragrance. Dasmond has also enjoyed a luxurious life, and has seen famous fragrances from all over the world, but no matter whether the eastern ambergris, musk and sandalwood, or the western roses, citrus and laurel dew, they are all inferior to this fragrance. Dust, only the natural warm fragrance of some girls can be slightly compared with this fragrance. Could it be that there is some peerless beauty sleeping in these iron coffins?Dasmond's heart was about to move, he couldn't wait to look into the coffin, his pupils suddenly dilated violently. Inside the iron coffin was billowing carbon dioxide gas, which looked like boiling white liquid, but the one sleeping inside was not a beautiful woman, but a golden mobile armor.It is so huge and strong that any current mobile armor is just a dwarf in front of it.Its advantages are so quaint and beautiful, with mysterious patterns carved all over its body, it seems like a design made in heaven. At this moment, the red lights came on in one carriage after another, and the extremely shrill howling sound swept through the train, the church, and even the entire Marston King Mechanical College. In the hut of the monastery on the mountain, Dean Spencer was reading Dasmond's magnificent text for the Pope: "I will read a list, the young masters and young ladies on this list are now under our care, Master Phils Lorenz of the Duke of Lorenz... Leo Lordland, son of the Marquess of Lordland... Miss Anne Stuart of the Stuart family... Miss Sha of the Braun family Xia Braun..." The Pope walked around the room with a sneer. In his eyes, who truly possessed power, Dasmond looked like a clown no matter how talented he was. "His Royal Highness Princess Verdun..." Director Spencer's voice suddenly stopped when he read this. "What did you say?" The Pope also stopped suddenly. "Verdun...His Royal Highness!" Director Spencer's voice trembled violently. This old man with a high position and power who was calm and calm rarely showed such shock. "Which church is she in? Is she also in that church?" The pope strode across from Director Spencer, leaned forward, and stared at Director Spencer through the lens, as if trying to devour someone. the beast. The Knights Templar rebelled, the Seraphim army was almost wiped out, the Serpent of the World was hijacked, and the Crusaders Guards were fighting hard on the battlefield, but the Pope of Iron never showed even the slightest nervous expression.But when he heard this name, his composure was suddenly broken. "Three years ago, the hiding place arranged for them was indeed Marston... yes... that college, the Marston King's Institute of Mechanics!" Director Spencer finally recalled, but it was too late .This old man who does everything well has also made mistakes. He is in the center of power and deals with a lot of information. He will always make mistakes, but this mistake seems to be fatal. The Pope and Minister Spencer looked at each other, both eyes were flashing at high speed, they were thinking, thinking intensely.Her Royal Highness the Princess of Verdun was in the church, and the whole incident had undergone earth-shaking changes, and they had to find a new plan. At this moment, the sharp whistling sound entered the hut from bottom to top through the floor, shaking people's eardrums with severe pain, and then hurried footsteps came from far to near, and someone ran towards the hut along the narrow corridor come over.Director Spencer opened the door and rushed out in strides. The person who came to meet him was an officer who was in charge of interpreting the note in the prayer hall. His eyes showed great horror. Director Spencer didn't have time to listen to his report at all, so he pushed him away and rushed downstairs by himself.The physical strength and agility displayed by this elderly senior priest at this moment are not inferior to those of young people. When he stepped into the prayer hall, all the officers were standing, and the Morse code box behind them was spitting out white paper tapes like crazy. It was also the Morse code box that made that screeching noise. Those embedded in the machine never turned on. The red lights are flashing in a neat rhythm, and the same red lights are also flashing on the blazing iron cavalry in charge of guarding in the courtyard. Director Spencer pounced, tore off a long strip of paper, and unfolded it to read.That long tape is enough to write a letter.But the actual information transmitted is extremely simple, it is an address, and that address is printed repeatedly. Cold sweat poured out from every pore of his body, and Director Spencer was stunned. Someone snatched the tape from him: "Where's the address?" The Pope actually left the hut and came to the prayer hall in person. "Marston King's Institute of Mechanics," said Director Spencer with difficulty, "it should be...that train contains something we don't know...and someone opened the box!" The officers looked blankly at the Pope and Minister Spencer.All officers who have access to a Morse code box are trained. During the training, they are told to remember one thing. Whenever the Morse code box alarms like this, they need to stop everything they are doing and immediately decode the Morse code box. Spit out the address, and communicate the address to all friendly parties you can contact. This is in compliance with the provisions of the "Religious Secrets Law". Centering on the address notified by the Morse code box, a radius of one kilometer is marked as a "sacred domain". Withdrew as quickly as possible. But this kind of thing has never happened, so many senior intelligence officers have forgotten about it. Until tonight, this thing that was said to happen has actually happened, but what does it mean? "Gentlemen, go out for a while, and let me have a few words with Director Spencer alone." The Pope waved his hands coldly. The prayer hall was evacuated in an instant, and the Morse code boxes were still spewing paper tapes endlessly. The Pope strode forward, kicked over a few of them, and turned around suddenly to stare at Spencer. The eyes of Director Sai: "At this time, is there any other solution?" Director Spencer thought for a few seconds: "There must be something extremely taboo inside that train, and it must be something that will cause a level-A holy disaster. If that kind of thing is accidentally opened, it will Trigger the holy alarm. In this case, we have nothing to do. Inside the temporarily demarcated sanctuary, the law does not take effect, and the command authority does not take effect. The only thing that takes effect is the divine power of the Cardinal Council!" "Then prepare the transportation, and I will go to Marston myself!" When the Pope said this, the already too hard face became even harder, and each line was like the edge of a sword. "Holy seat! Entering the sanctuary at this time, no one can guarantee your safety! Once the sanctuary is demarcated, even the cardinals themselves dare not step in easily!" Spencer was surprised, "If someone has to If you go, I should also come forward!" "Do you work? You're not Pope Emerald!" The Pope didn't give him any chance to argue, and pushed the door into the wind and rain, "You're not her father either!" At this very moment, the same dazzling red light was also flashing in Emerald Emerald thousands of miles away, and the same harsh siren swept through the meeting room where the old people were.Those silver faces looked at each other in the red light, and no one spoke for a long time. "It can't be wrong! Someone opened the box, someone opened the Omega box!" An old man's voice trembled, "Their goal is indeed Omega! They know that there is Omega in that train!" "It may not be like this, it may be by accident." The old man sitting at the top said. "Whether by accident or on purpose, the worst has already happened, the Omega will breathe air once out of the box, and they will wake up within 5 minutes if they breathe air, unless he is injected with the secret medicine of Hypnos. But it's too late to send someone to bring the Hypnos secret medicine." "Once awakened, there are not many ways this world can subdue them." "Where is the Scarlet Death? Why hasn't the Scarlet Death arrived yet? Isn't he only a few tens of kilometers away from Marston?" "He must wear armor when he moves. A scarlet god of death without armor is useless. The armor slows down his speed." "Then the only option is to use the Templar Armored Division! Didn't it mean that the Templar Armored Division has arrived at the scene of the incident?" "It has indeed arrived..." the old man in charge said quietly. "Your Excellency Cicero, you said that you will deal with this matter with the utmost determination at the critical moment." An old man said hoarsely, "This is the critical moment. The sooner you do it, the lower the cost, as long as you can do it in time." By killing Omega as much as possible, we can save the lives of most people. For the sake of the majority, it is inevitable to sacrifice a small part." "I don't need to issue any orders. Once someone opens the box, the Templar Armored Division has the right to make its own decisions within the sanctuary." The headed old man said lightly, "I think at this moment, Prometheus has already descended. .” The old people looked at each other with gratified eyes.As expected of the Templar Armored Division, as worthy of Cicero, with such decisive power, they can still turn the tide. "This thing is really noisy." The old man in charge pointed to the Morse code box, "Is there really no way to turn it off?" The entourage in the shadows half-kneeled: "It cannot be turned off when it is designed. Its intention is to do everything possible to warn people to stay away from the sanctuary so as not to be accidentally injured." "Then take it and throw it into the river below. It won't make any noise anymore?" The old man waved his hand, "Just let us know if there is a new change, go out now, and take that crow-like box with you." Go, and drown it in the river below."