Overturned Tower

July 31, 20:30 p.m.

Angels have come at the appointed time.

The downtown sky brightened without warning—

A dim yellow halo shone in the sky, like the setting sun approaching the earth.

Seven people with halos of different colors floated above the void, their bodies shone with bright brilliance, like gods.

They formed a strange formation - three people high above, forming an inverted triangle. And the person at the bottom is connected to the two angels above and the four angels below at the same time.

One of the two angels above, pointing down.

Countless golden missiles trailing their radiant long tails streaked through the air and fell to various places below.

But they couldn't even pinpoint the specific location of those mages:

I saw many dark blue circles of light floating in front of the missiles. After confiscating them, they opened a dark red circle of light higher than their current position, and returned the dyed dark red missiles to the angels.

The four lower angels immediately flew up, and an ice-blue light shield of the same color appeared in their hands, blocking all the missiles.

The violent explosion resounded throughout the lower city—

"It's already started."

Bingshui pushed Xia beside her, and asked in a worried voice: "The live broadcast is about to start...

"Have you figured it out? Which way to choose?"

Tell the truth to cause chaos?

Or hide the truth and watch people fight each other?

"...I've thought about it."

Xia's eyes had become firm.

There is not much time left for her, she has to think about all this in just one hour.

But after thinking about it carefully, Xia realized... In fact, there was no room for her to choose at all.

If this matter is really that big, then even if she announces the truth, she will probably be forcibly cut off from the live broadcast; even if she tells the truth, I am afraid people will not listen.

The live broadcast delay exists for this situation.

If she forcefully tells the truth here, it will only harm her parents, Russell and Bing Shui.

She is not alone, nor does she have the right to use other people's lives to do whatever she wants.

But what if you let it go?

— She absolutely couldn't accept it either.

Since she already knew about it, and knew that the disaster was coming—how could she sit by and do nothing?

Since it hurts to look at it, and it hurts to be silent...

"I choose to break out of the third way. My own way."

Xia took a slow breath: "I will no longer promote the horror of the lower city, and the power of angels...I will no longer be willful. I have no room for willfulness.

"I want to stop the fights and discrimination between Uptown and Downtown...I want to improve the lives of the uncoded."

"Even if these people's lives are meaningless, will it accelerate the consumption of resources?"

Bing Shui asked earnestly: "Even if the blind hatred of uncoded people in the upper city may even cause you to be opened and attacked?"

Xia shook her head: "I don't know what a meaningful life is, but I know that this kind of struggle is even more meaningless besides killing people's lives.

"I may not be able to prevent what is about to happen. Those **** elves are too well prepared.

"But if someone is confused about the future, at least they can know that someone is with them; if someone calls for peace, at least they can have more courage because they have companions...

"There is a light, a heat. Since I am still too incompetent, unprepared and don't know how to do it, I will do what I can do first.

"At least I'm standing here and can talk...at least I can't stand by and watch. I will do my best to prevent people from killing each other senselessly."

"—As for the future, let's leave it for later."

The girl who began to shed her immature shell gradually said to her close friend seriously: "Is it okay, ice water? Am I doing the right thing?"

Bing Shui smiled gratifiedly.

"Let me give you a passing grade first."

The girl said briskly, and started the device: "As for the future evaluation, I will leave it for later—

"Good evening, viewers and friends of Happy Island, here is a special live broadcast on Tianen TV Station! Today we went to the lower city with the popular anchor Miss Xia, and what we saw before us were angels who had entered a state of battle..."

Looking at the group of barrages that flooded in immediately after the live broadcast, Bingshui sighed helplessly in his heart.

The person in charge of making fake barrage doesn't know that there is a delay in the live broadcast...

Really unprofessional.

But there was nothing unusual on her face.

Instead, the camera focused on the god-like and irreversible angel battle group.

"What does our Miss Xia think?"

Bingshui made a lovely and crisp business voice, and turned the camera to Xia.

Xia immediately continued: "As I said before, the power of the angels is very powerful. It is a powerful force that can sweep away all evil—"

There was also a false smile on her face.

Like a masked hero—

But his eyes became clear without any hesitation.

July 31, 20:45 p.m.

When the bombing had just begun, the barber and Morgan had already quietly arrived on the ground.

Morgan took a deep look at the barber with some remembrance.

She opened her mouth, but the words that came out of her brain got stuck in her throat.

The words I wanted to say in my heart were already overflowing in my chest, but no sound came out of my throat. In the end, these complicated emotions surged up in one brain, turning into tears and falling on Morgan's chest.

"I gotta go."

Finally, she wiped away her tears.

Thousands of words gathered into the last sentence.

"I'll send you a message when everything is ready."

"I'm at the agreed place, waiting for your news."

The barber replied softly.

What Morgan has to do is to lure Kamalthe out.

She has done this many times and is no stranger to it. But it's a pain every time.

Attack Kamalthe and get his attention, then dodge the armed bodyguards around him, the various drones patrolling the sky, and the cameras on the streets and alleys. I have to leave him with evidence that can be traced...

And this time, she will do her best.

thought Morgan.

Every reincarnation may be the last time, so do your best every time... In theory, it should be like this.

But this time is different.

Only this time, she wants to do better than "the best".

July 31, 22:15 p.m. rainstorm.

She turned into flowing water again, bypassing the sight of the security guards, sneaked into the Tianen Group's park, and lurked near Kamalthe's floating vehicle.

The torrential rain completely wetted her clothes, but Morgan was lurking in the blind corner of the surveillance, motionless.

He was always the last to leave the company, which gave Morgan the possibility to act.

The greatest degree of not accidentally injuring innocent people...and, the most efficient interception.

All in all, this is the twenty-eighth time she has done this. Even a pig can avoid all monitoring and sneak in perfectly.

Morgan certainly could, but she couldn't help it.

She had to leave some traces to prove her immaturity—

At the next moment when Kamalthe's air vehicle took off.

Morgan inserted a chip that he had been holding in his palm into the prosthetic body around his waist.

Her eyes that originally exuded ultramarine brilliance suddenly turned into a bright light blue.

The invisible fluctuations, accompanied by the light blue brilliance, suddenly burst out in all directions centered on her!

—EMP!

The airborne car that had just been suspended and started to accelerate suddenly stalled and plummeted to the ground with smoke.

The originally inconspicuous black-haired girl instantly became the focus of attention.

Bullets from five different directions poured towards her at the same time!

The five gun lines locked all the directions in which she could avoid, but as the chip quickly popped out from her waist, and her psychic color turned into ultramarine again, she instantly turned into a puddle of water and landed on the ground like a free fall superior.

And the blind spot where she was originally was completely shattered, collapsed, and turned into powder by five bullets!

At some point, Director Kamalthe suddenly appeared on the ground out of thin air with a personal bodyguard in his hand.

He glanced around indifferently.

Less than a second later, the smoking floating car fell to the ground, bursting into flames.

The psyker beside him who boarded the floating vehicle with him but was rescued by Kamalthe reached out and touched the stagnant water on the ground.

The accumulated water turned to frost.

The dense ice flakes rise from the center to the surrounding in a spiral order, like many mirrors, and like a maze that can trap everyone. The torrential rain in the sky also turned into ice particles, and the rising freezing air blocked the vision.

This was prepared by Kamaltha, and it was specially used to restrain Morgan's psychic bodyguards.

Morgan's previous experience told her that he must be killed as soon as possible... otherwise it will become more and more troublesome.

Once he turned into water, once he got close to the opponent's spiritual energy range, he would turn into ice and be immobilized so that he could not move.

If it is crushed at this time, then it will be incomplete when it transforms back.

But fortunately, she was already prepared.

When Morgan reappeared, it was on the window sill on the second floor.

It's a rainy day now, and a colorless liquid flows upstream along the wall, unless you keep staring at it...or you won't be able to notice it.

After she appeared, she shot the man three times.

At the same time, she inserted another chip into her waist.

These three shots pose almost no threat to a prosthetic. Her ultimate move is in the next moment.

Morgan and the man exchanged positions instantly.

Morgan, who had just been targeted because of the sound of the gunshot, was replaced by the poor man immediately after being targeted. And Morgan turned into liquid again under the cover of the ice wall. And at that moment, she was frozen on the ice sheet.

But the man who used this psychic power was instantly smashed into a sieve by the highly concentrated firepower of the friendly forces—he fell from the second floor like a rag, and his blood melted into the puddles of water on the ground.

With the death of the owner, the iceberg began to melt rapidly.

But before it completely melted, Kamalthe took a cautious attitude and pulled out a fully automatic rifle from one of the bodyguards around him.

Holding the gun with one hand, he carefully shot a round of ice on the ground. Especially where the bodyguard was before.

When it swept to that position, a splash of blood suddenly burst out. It was as if a blood bag had been shattered suddenly.

"Humph."

Kamalthe looked at this scene and sneered.

He dropped the gun and watched the rest of the ice gradually melt without panicking.

He walked over and picked up a scrap of metal.

It was a fragment of Morgan's lumbar prosthesis—the part of the artificial lumbar spine used to jump from great heights without injuring the spine. She also has supporting equipment for her legs.

He just wanted the inferior to check for himself.

However, it was found that the inferior ones could not be contacted, and the information could not be sent out.

"Did you go to the lower city again...forget it."

Kamalthe shook his head: "I can also use the resonator."

A brand-new floating vehicle descended slowly with flames spraying out again, and Kamalthe sat on the back seat holding the fragment of the prosthetic body.

"Take me to the Information Security Department and warm up the resonator. Prepare for chip positioning."

He said coldly and calmly: "If you continue to order, the Tian'en District is under martial law. Use the whole district's monitoring and prosthetic eyes to transform the prosthetic body, and search for Morgan in the whole district."

"Director Kamalse... Ms. Sai Lun just came to contact me. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

His new driver said cautiously: "She asked what happened...why was the gun fired in the park."

The previous driver had already fallen with the floating vehicle. The bodyguard he rescued also fell to the ground like a rag.

Just looking at it terrified the driver.

"Say lady, I got bitten by my own dog. But soon it will all be gone."

Kamalthe said casually, without any emotion in his voice: "There is no need to deal with it."

"clear."

The driver responded bluntly.

The rest of the bodyguards also dispersed one after another to deal with a series of urgent affairs that occurred after the director was assassinated. Only a rag-like corpse was left lying in a pool of blood, and no one cared about it.