Warlord

Number of Words: 5083 Update Time: 2012-12-28 20: 08: 00

Looking down from high above, one would find that in the center of the city was a circular grassland. Cultivated by the artificial green in the circular shape, there are white channels in the shape of a cross flat on the green. In the middle of the crossways stood a obelisk. The obelisk was a hundred meters high and carved with Siberian script. From time to time, these words would flash with an energy light, giving off a mysterious aura to the obelisk.

Directly to the south, with the obelisk as the center, was the tallest building in the city. The building was triangular, its top and bottom pointed wide, as if a sharp knife had been thrust straight up from the ground, toward the sea above the city. On the surface of the building, there was a metallic glowing alloy plate. Each of the alloy plates was ten meters squared, neatly arranged and pieced together. On these three metal walls, there were crystal grooves that were spreading out. They were following some mysterious pattern and pattern of movement. From a distance, the walls of the building looked like a giant electronic board, and the crystal troughs were the circuits of the electronic board. There were no windows in the entire building.

The fact that there were no windows did not mean that the people in the building could not see what was happening outside.

Just like Andre, the purple-haired man had his arms crossed over his chest. He was still wearing the punk suit like leather pants and a faint smile could be seen on his face. Andrew looked at the wall in front of him, where a rectangular electronic window had appeared. The electronic windows were filled with thousands of laser monitors, all connected to the inside of all the buildings in Asmoe. All it took was a simple command, and Andre could see the city from any angle.

Now, the electronic window reflected the busy day and night work of all the factories in Asmo. The image in the window was rotating horizontally, allowing Ander to view the entire city. He smiled and reached out his hand. After typing in a series of simple commands on the operating console’s light keys, the intellectual brain immediately connected him to an internal probe in a certain area. Hence, a laboratory-like scene appeared in front of Andrew’s eyes.

In this laboratory, a row of vats were working. There was one man in each cell. These were people from the cell base fluid and nutrients. They didn’t reproduce naturally, they were more like robots programmed early in the morning. These biochemical humans had the potential to be level 4 at birth. All that was required was for them to be equipped according to their needs by the laboratory that Ander had authorized.

With a perfect and elegant genetic medicine, as long as Andre wanted, he could nurture a rank 4 esper army. Other than the laws, he could nurture other espers from the other four fields as he pleased. These biochemical humans were Asmo’s third generation Demon Soldiers. The abilities of these third generation Demon Soldiers had already reached the critical point. Even with Asmodeus’ power, he was unable to increase their strength by even a single rank.

Beside the incubator, there was a white-robed woman with long, milky-colored hair who was currently registering the data of the biochemical human onto a flat panel in her mind. As if sensing Andre’s gaze, the woman turned around in the camera. Thus, a peerlessly beautiful face appeared in the middle of the screen. However, if someone were to watch this face for too long, they would definitely feel a chill in their heart.