After the Saint inspected the Advent Core, he locked it back into the small metal box with his own hands.

He knew that this thing was very important, and it was indeed the most important thing to God and the organization at the moment, so he didn't want to delay for a second when he saw it, and couldn't wait to fly back to the headquarters with it.

"Hold it."

The Saint handed the box back to Frieze, who picked it up in his hand. At the same time, he looked at Saint's actions with some curiosity, wondering how he planned to return to the headquarters.

I saw the saint lifted him up with one hand, and clenched his fist with the other, pointing downwards obliquely. His weird bracelet like a stack of rocks suddenly stimulated some kind of energy, and the invisible impact slammed the ground violently, forming a huge reverse thrust.

The two immediately soared into the air, flew out along the pipeline with a noise, made a sharp ninety-degree turn and rushed out of the pipeline system, and flew straight into the sky in an instant.

The saint looked cold, holding Frieze tightly with one hand, and clenched his fist backward with the other hand. The energy of the bracelet continued to stimulate, which actually kept them traveling at high speed in mid-air.

The gust of wind hits head-on like an invisible torrent, momentarily suffocating Fritz. He turned his head to avoid the wind pressure, trying to find a topic.

"So, that's how you come and go between branches?" He asked, "Just fly? Are you not afraid of being seen?"

The saint sneered: "With human radars and observation stations? Just because they want to discover me? This power with the blessing of the gods?"

"Er...I think so."

Frieze tried to ask some more questions, about the headquarters of the organization, and their mysterious divine master.

The members of the organization knew the headquarters and the existence of the god, but they knew nothing about the details. But no matter how Frieze asked, the saint kept a "no comment" tone and only let him take a sip of the northwest wind.

Frieze made fun of himself, thinking that he would arrive directly anyway, so he just shut up and didn't ask.

But the flight took a little longer than expected. They flew for about two or three hours, crossing two cities. Fritz was surprised to find that they were heading in a direction that was inaccessible, and flew out of the city to the sea after a while.

The final destination turned out to be an island.

An undeveloped, uninhabited island that isn't even marked on maps in many areas.

The headquarters of the organization is hidden in such a place, and it seldom commutes with the land, and there is almost no contact with the branches in various places. It is really not easy to find it.

Even on Chu Cheng's side, when he completed his drone coverage plan for Jijixing, such small actions would naturally not be able to hide from his eyes. But now that plan is still in its infancy, covering only a few cities, and it is not so easy to find a way to a deserted island like this.

The saint descended with the killer and landed in a dense forest. The saint led the way, and Frieze was already a little numb from being dragged so far. But after all, he is one of the top killers on the Earth's Pole Star, and his physique is close to the peak of the human body. So he didn't say a word, handed the box from his right hand to his left hand, and followed behind sullenly.

The saint glanced at him. Although he didn't speak, he felt that this person could move freely on the ground. As a top killer, his physical fitness is really not a cover, at least it must be far inferior to him before he received the gift of God. In terms of ability, this person is indeed a good candidate for being a saint.

Of course he was just thinking about it.

The selection of saints has always been determined by their great gods, and others cannot speculate at will, let alone question them. Even if the great Lord takes a fancy to the crippled man with severed arms and legs by the side of the road and wants to be elected into the ranks of saints, that is all up to him.

After walking a few steps, Fritz discovered that there was a secret door hidden in the forest. The saint walked to the edge of a bare mountain wall, spread the five fingers of his right hand and pressed on the mountain wall, there was a buzzing sound from behind the mountain wall, and a gap appeared out of thin air on the smooth stone wall, clattering The ground then parted on both sides, revealing a door.

Walk in after the saints, and there are people standing guard on both sides along the way. Those people were a little surprised to see Frieze swaggering in with a box—the rules in the organization are very strict, and the headquarters is a forbidden area for junior members. According to the regulations, anyone who wants to visit must be notified and recorded in advance.

But they recognized that the person walking in front was a saint, who was actually one of the most powerful persons in charge of the entire organization, so no one dared to ask more questions.

All the members along the way gave them a strange salute. They put their hands up and down, the right hand is higher than the top of the head, the palm is vertical to the left, the left hand is at the navel level, and the palm is placed horizontally and the palm is down. Throwing it on the street is a reward for human behavior with unknown meaning. Frieze didn't know what was going on, but he followed behind without saying a word.

Finally, in the deepest part of the base, they came to a structure similar to an altar.

There is almost no one in the empty hall, and you can't see your fingers everywhere, only the weird altar is located in the center.

Not long after they walked in, the light appeared. Frieze couldn't find any lighting equipment here, and he didn't understand where the light source came from, but in an instant the dark hall was as bright as day.

Except beyond the high altar.

As if deliberately hidden in the shadows, only that corner of the entire hall is still dark. There seemed to be a vague figure in that place, and a pair of dark green lights that looked like eyes were lit up.

"You have something very important."

A voice came from the darkness.

As the saints say, no one but the saints has ever been here.

"Yes, great Lord. But I believe what He brings is of the utmost importance."

The saint said respectfully, and already signaled Fritz to open the box. Fritz unlocked the combination lock, and the box Kacha opened, revealing the Advent Core lying inside.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the vision in the darkness seemed to change slightly at that moment.

"Descent to the core, finally..."

The man obviously didn't move in the shadows, but the advent core in the box was strangely suspended out of thin air, as if an invisible hand pulled it out of thin air.

Frieze watched calmly as the Advent Core flew into the shadows and fell into the hands of the man.

"Finally... this is when the mission is completed. For this planet, it is both the beginning and the end of the journey!"

The voice was high-pitched, and at the same time, the small box in his hand floated into the air. It seemed that some kind of power acted on the core in midair, causing it to make a slight buzzing sound.

It's a bit like the hum of an engine starting, which is getting louder and louder under the influence of that invisible force.

"It's finally coming, the time of God's descent. The great and almighty existence, your pioneers, the humble angels, will complete the most important mission at this moment, leading you to descend here!

! "

The voice was high-pitched and passionate, and the buzzing sound reached its peak. The saint bowed his head respectfully, as if waiting for some exciting vision to happen.

poof.

The advent core fell to the ground and rolled twice.

Nothing happened.

The majestic shadow in the darkness paused in an exaggerated posture, and the saint lowered his head and dared not speak.

The air froze for a moment, revealing a rather embarrassing breath.

After pondering for two seconds, the shadow suddenly shouted sharply: "No, this is not the core of descent...an exquisite forgery!"

The green eyes immediately shot to Frieze off the field.

"You're not mine... who are you?"

The saint who heard this was taken aback, and without thinking, he stretched his arms and grabbed at the side. But Frieze reacted faster, dodged his grasp with a shrunk, and quickly opened the distance with a backflip.

There was a ripple on his face, and his face was shaking like a distorted image. In the blink of an eye, he has changed from an aged killer to a charming woman with white skin and long fiery red hair falling like a waterfall, smiling at the saint.

Natasha Romanoff, alias, Black Widow.

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