Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1613 Kamataj Advent

"You need to equip this psionic suppressor and this stabilizer. Since you have not implanted mechanical prosthesis, you can only use wearable devices."

Amphitraun pointed to the equipment on the trolley covered with black velvet and continued to speak in a calm tone as usual. However, Wanda Maximov, who was standing in front of him, had no relaxed expression at all, because she had just learned that the reason for coming here was that the emperor wanted to attack Kamataj - she had lived in Kamataj. Even though she didn't know much about the Earth's Magic School at the beginning, as she learned that Kamataj was the supreme sanctuary on earth and also the place where the emperor learned spiritual skills - the emperor, who had the only disciple of the Supreme Mage, planned to lead his army to attack Kamataj himself. This matter sounded absurd in any case. Everyone knew that the emperor was the heir to the Supreme Mage, and even if his ambitions were expanding, there was no need to do so.

"I know these devices are a bit heavy, but if you are willing to receive enhanced implantation, you can use modular devices." Amphitterion obviously failed to understand the idea conveyed by Wanda Maximov's expression. "There is still some time before departure, and if you want, an automatic surgical robot can help you quickly implant the prosthesis. Although the healing speed of mortals is a bit slow, using a sufficient dose of painkillers will not affect the concentration you must use in psychic energy."

"Thank you, but I still have no plans to implant a mechanical implant."

Wanda Maximov said. Her mind was completely out of here. What the guards Amphithon said was almost indifferent. When she arrived at the Astronomical Tower and guided by Amphithon and his combat sisters to the emperor's office, she heard the familiar music - "Por una Cabeza (One Step Away)" - she was impressed by this famous tango song because her teacher came to Hydra's prison like warm sunshine, and specially arranged many courses for her. Among them, dance was dance, and her teacher chose a simpler tango dance music. In order to teach her this elective course, her teacher once invited her to practice in the prison corridor full of moonlight. The extremely romantic scene made her feel that her bones were soft.

She heard the song again.

When she pushed open the door, she saw a tall man wearing golden power armor dancing with a woman with long black hair in the gorgeously decorated office living room. It was not until the end of the music that the woman was willing to tear her sticky eyes away from the man. It was the Emperor and Bernita, tall, majestic gods and charms, vicious snake lingering, extreme beauty, and the lust of the fluffy hair made Wanda tremble. She bit her lips and said nothing - she thought she might never forget Bernita's rotation, flying black skirt, and black red-soled high heels inlaid with pistols. Until the end of the music, people in the office seemed to notice her. It was not until that time that the emperor took the holy sword from the guards, but the warmth and sexual tension in the air were still lingering.

"You know, girls are worried about scars on their skin." Wanda Maximov shook his head and tried to throw irrelevant thoughts out of his mind. "I'm a girl, the Imperial Guard."

"Scars are a proof of honor, and avoiding scars in pursuit of appearance aesthetics is not something soldier does."

"Maybe."

The Scarlet Witch rolled her eyes wide.

She knew that the Imperial Guard would only convey the emperor's orders, but she couldn't like the psychic suppressors and stabilizers on the cart like collars. It was an iron-black metal collar with various wire heads on both sides. At the end of the wire head were brain wave electrodes used to detect brain waves and psychic reactions, thereby adjusting the intensity and stability of the psychic output. It can be seen with the naked eye that such equipment is very heavy and is a great burden for the cervical spine. Fortunately, the Imperial Guard ensured that she only needed to wear these equipment when performing tasks and undergo equipment inspection after the task was over.

“Why didn’t you use such a device before?”

"Because the Kama Taj's psychic index is rising," said Amphitterion. "You failed to get an Alpha level in the last psychic stability test. For your safety, you have to wear these devices."

Wanda Maximov gave him a fierce glare.

"She is a hard bone," the emperor said to the witches. "I know if she looks delicate, but if she really only has the character of a rich girl, she would never have lived with her own blood relatives until she was an adult. I would never ask her how many people she killed in her known memories before she became an adult, but as a girl who lived in a country with US military bases, she still worked hard before joining Hydra's human trial program and tried every means to save others, and that alone deserves admiration."

"She is the family you found yourself, and I know what you think of her," said Beyonetta. "My mother lives in Sicily, so I am also a Sicilian. You grew up as a man around me, and I know you because I gave you some of the values. We all know what this means, and I won't be surprised at how much you care about her, but you must have a clear understanding of her danger. Her connection to the ether plane is much closer than I do, and even compared with you, the impact of ether energy on genes will give her an extraordinary power."

She paused for a moment.

"Just like you, the ether changes her body and mind. Although you play the role of the Supreme Master who has influenced you, it is still too late for her." This is the first time that the witch commented on Wanda Maximov. He listened seriously and did not comment. Seresa is an Italian woman, to be precise, a Sicilian woman. Although Seresa is not a woman with traditional Sicilian values, Sicilians will never refuse to obey the authoritative spirit to pass it from Rosa to her. Except for intimate time or family time, no one can hear her say a gentle word, even Joan of Arc has a lot of complaints about it.

"Keep your guard," she said, "I don't trust her very much."

"I'll notice that her test scores are not up to standard."

"You should consider the reward for inviting me to perform this task."

Amon glanced at Wanda Maximov. The latter was one of the battle sequences. The emperor paid for her New York penthouse, luxury cars and various living funds. You should know that the various expenses paid to Wanda Maximov are enough to provide the basic living expenses of civilians in a small town in the Yugoslavia. Even decision-making employees from civilians from chaebol companies like JPMorgan Chase cannot enjoy such a generous salary and living standard. Even if they open an INS account and shoot their daily lives every day, the high-quality living standard is enough to make her make a fortune by operating self-media. However, Wanda Maximov still tried his best to avoid using social software, and the only social software used was Twitter, and it was to follow the accounts of the Avengers, Steve Rogers and his blood brother.

Especially the latter.

Wanda Maximov knew that her blood brother could not keep a secret, so she chose to keep a close eye on Pitro Maximov's social account. However, the communication equipment she used did not use chips from Qualcomm, Samsung and other companies. Instead, civilian equipment made of part of the production capacity was separated from Mars, and a large number of special spy programs were installed to ensure the user's information security and could reversely hack into the CIA, the FBI, the Homeland Security Bureau and the old S.H.E.L.D. Therefore, it is a bit too much to call it a civilian device. After all, the computing power of quantum chips far exceeds the total server computing power of the above organizations.

As soon as he said that, Wanda Maximov discovered that this topic was not suitable.

The emperor, who was sitting on the main seat of the assault transport boat, did not open his eyes.

Wanda Maximov could smell the metal, sweat and clean incense emitted from his body. The sixth sense told her that the man in front of her whom she could never accurately observe in the sea of ​​soul seemed to be trying his best to suppress his strength in his body. This was a serious military operation, and the joke was not suitable for now. She remembered that she had seen human soldiers wearing black full-environment combat uniforms, as well as combat sisters wearing gold-clad black tunic power armor taking off from the hangar on several gunboats, and large aircraft such as transport planes and assault transport boats, which could send personnel and armored vehicles to plateau mountainous areas where conventional vehicles could not set foot in a short time.

None of this is not the emperor in the office, describing the task she undertakes in this operation in an understatement. It is not an action that quickly goes in and out, quickly solves problems and may not even cause casualties.

The emperor attached great importance to this mission, and he was definitely not as simple as just wanting to talk to the Supreme Master.

Many questions surged into her throat.

"Smart girl, I hear the question staying at the tip of your tongue. Since you want to know, then I will pick some of the answers."

As if the entire cabin was brightened, the tall blonde woman with beautiful muscle lines walked in. The supernatural light emitted by the emperor was suppressed, but from the moment the woman appeared, the light in the air rose to a higher level again. In Wanda Maximov's sight, the edges of all objects in the cabin seemed to be blurred and shiny, and everything began to become unreal. The woman stroked the decorative armor shield embedded in the upper left of the breastplate in an intimate manner, and Wanda wanted to move his fingers and stood up from the seat, but found that she could not do it at all - and then she could move - Wanda Maximov twisted his neck, and the crimson-red psychic lightning flashed in her eyes, and the psychic arc broke through the air and jumped between her fingers.

"First, back down. Secondly, who are you?"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next