Chapter 222

"I know, the hall master had already greeted me earlier, saying that a group of dangerous people would come soon and telling me to leave as early as possible."

"So you're still playing pool here?"

"Different people judge danger differently," the face of Sirius Symbol showed its usual frivolous and confident smile, "so are you that kind of dangerous person?"

She looked at Aomo, then at the Fallen Angel standing quietly aside, listening to this conversation.

The latter remained calm; seeing her look, he merely showed a faint smile, light as clouds and wind.

Yet it was flawless.

This made her realize that communication had to be with the young man before her.

"I'm not sure, but if we start fighting later, this place is indeed dangerous."

The young man said that, moving his fingers in midair, and the next second a display screen slid across his fingertips to appear before Sirius Symbol:

"Do you have an impression of the people on this?"

The screen made of three photos showed Scathi's ID photo, then Yelagangde's ID photo, followed by stills of the two groups of suspects involved in the transaction.

I 'fortunately' led the team to search for these two missing persons," although he had prepared himself mentally, when he uttered the word 'fortunately' Aomo couldn't help but grit his teeth. He pointed at the two photos, then at the larger one, saying, "Based on the investigative information reconstructed, the parties related to the case are these two groups."

"I've seen them all."

"?" Aomo raised his eyebrows in surprise, and Moss Tim Ma beside him also stared for a moment.

Although I could anticipate some gain, I didn't expect to get such a direct answer from Aomo; he hurriedly said, "Describe it."

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In the corridor on the fifth floor, I've seen this group and that group—the hall master and them had some dispute, which happened just half an hour ago. And those two women were in VIP room 501; were they kidnapped?" Sirius Symbol unexpectedly cooperated, pointing at the screen and began to recall, gazing at those ID photos while rubbing his chin.

"No wonder I saw them looking dazed," "Undertaker and Nian, go to VIP room 501."

As she was muttering the latter part, Aomo had already placed his hand on the earpiece and given an order; after speaking, he asked again, "You said the two groups had a dispute? Did you hear the content?"

"You're asking me this?" Sirius Symbol's expression was subtle, "I also bear the surname Symbol."

Aomo raised his eyebrows: "You should have said that when answering the previous question."

Moreover, can this really be considered the intention of the Symbol family?

Indeed!" Sirius Symbol nodded.

?

This really is……

Aomo looked at this unrestrained horse girl, thinking to himself whether suddenly hearing that the Symbol family's internal opinions were inconsistent counted as a major problem.

But since we've already tried to peek at the conflict between the Symbol family head and the next-generation head, perhaps we should be more open about it.

While he was thinking that, the other also thought something similar and quickly reached a conclusion: "If such a big matter were to blow up even more, it would be quite troublesome, so I'll just tell you."

"I'm all ears." Aomo said.

I heard that the unlucky one from the Symbol family was arguing with this group about the contract, and also about the placement of those two women, though now it should be understood as disposal." Sirius Symbol said, glancing around.

Aomo and Moss Tim Ma understood her sudden action, because both of their perceptions were equally sharp, able to sense that instantaneous change in space.

The spell of alienated space is a necessary magical system for effectively preserving a building's property, with large structures having installed generators or casters; for Moss Tim Ma it is already extremely familiar.

For Aomo, however, it is just beginning to become familiar.

Neither of them is the type to react strongly to such fluctuations.

The unlucky one in the clan thought to first release those two women, while that group felt the women also had utilitarian value, which is one conflict; the second conflict is the cooperation itself, as they wanted to borrow monsters—

Boom!!

A sudden roar came from above, followed immediately by the ceiling collapsing.

And the three of them stepped forward in unison.

The horse girl's instantaneous burst and the demon's sprint speed—before the fallen angel could manipulate time—were first lifted by a big hand, cradling them like a child at the waist to avoid the shattered stone and metal interlayer.

Moss Tim Ma, clamped under the demon's arm, had his gaze become somewhat so-called.

And the demon was still looking down at his waist—where there should have been a pocket holding a card case, whose cards were violently trembling.

Without looking at it, yet already resonating, the demon glanced at the ceiling and suddenly asked:

"Undertaker! How are you doing!?"

In the moment of demon transformation, enveloped together in the demon's armor-like scales, not only the card case in his clothing but also the earpiece by his ear were included.

Still continuing to operate.

"Eh eh eh, let me down first." Moss Tim Ma, being held by his right hand, helplessly tapped his knee's bone spur with his staff.

But the demon merely glanced at her; the white speck in the black flame returned to the front and waved at Sirius Symbol, signaling her to come closer.

"Exiting the collapse zone!" the Undertaker's voice sounded utterly calm, "separated midway from Nian's team, failed to rescue the target,"

"And Miss Nian?"

"I've caught Scathi! One step faster than Xi!" "At a time like this you're still comparing this?" "How can we not compare!"

Hearing her somewhat noisy voice from that side, Aomo frowned: "And Miss Yelangde?"

"Two other colleagues are handling it; I'll first send this not-so-well little girl over..." Nian said, pausing, then suddenly changed course: "Just send her to your place!"

Shouldn't it be other guides from Rhodes Island instead?

Just as Aomo asked, a sudden buzzing noise came through his earpiece, then a voice with a subtle familiarity spoke: "Hello, Mr. Lindon, to make a long story short, I am the Doctor of Rhodes Island; Rhodes Island needs you to temporarily look after two missing staff members."

"Hmm?"

"Because of the monsters, you should be able to see them now."

Indeed……

The demon lifted his head and saw the falling debris mixed with metal; after his suddenly raised long tail swept it away and cleared his view, he could see the familiar silver robot confronting something.

Even in the next second, he saw a second silver monster appear in the fragmentary field of view.

——! Doctor, you need knowledge about monsters, right?" The white specks in the black flame all expanded somewhat in size; the demon's inherently trembling voice at this moment was not without some shock.

Of course, do you have any suggestions?

"No," the demon replied bluntly, "Golden Ancient Bridge and Galatron are mechanical monsters without any weaknesses; they cannot even be considered monsters; they are pure mechanical bodies, only able to be overcome by greater violence."

After that, the other party obviously fell silent for a few seconds, then said: "... I have to admit I miscalculated this time."

Sorry, if you want me to be a monster consultant, regarding weaknesses I have no solution; I can only tell you about the few attack methods they possess.

The tail lifting wasn't enough; the left claw also rose, swatting away the stone chunks the tail couldn't attend to, lest the approaching Sirius symbol be hurt by its own gesture drawing near. Aomo, taking advantage of the doctor's moment before answering, again tried to call out: "Lappland, report your status!"

In the silence, even the doctor realized something and deliberately remained silent; in that silence, there was no response.

The demon then sighed in his heart, but also caught sight of the year Miss who was holding Skadi and falling from above.

Even though he had become this 2.6-meter-tall fearsome demon appearance, that year Miss showed no surprise in her eyes, running straight over, likewise uncaring about the surrounding flying stones and metal.

Coming over, he pushed Skadi, who made the monster card tremble more violently, toward him.

First protect her or take her away; we'll end the battle here as quickly as possible!

As she said this, she had already leapt up, bouncing like flying, with iron and stone following, faintly showing the outline of some huge beast.

But compared to her back, Aomo needed to look more at the silver-haired girl being pushed toward him.

He hurriedly released his grip on Mostima's hand; as she steadied her landing, he also used his freed claw to support Skadi's shoulder, lest the girl who seemed in poor condition fall directly onto him—

———Although hitting him with her height wouldn't strike the bone protrusions and spikes on his chest, the feeling of hitting his abdomen was about the same as hitting an iron plate.

The demon's silver-metallic abdominal muscles were truly rock-hard.

"Remember to let go and notify me!" Although she landed steadily, she still wanted to complain a bit about Aomo's ungentlemanly sudden release; Mostima also didn't expect Aomo to answer, and immediately went over to check Skadi's condition.

Aomo indeed had no time to answer him, because he had just heard the doctor's side say: "Attack methods can also provide assistance; please speak!"

He somewhat believed—while also secretly wanting to check on the combat strength of those few from Rhodes Island, Aomo, he merely suppressed the urge to jump in himself.

Hearing this, he even felt a bit happy.

In just a few days he had already fought monsters several times; this time he could finally stand aside and watch. Doing the monster consultant's job.