He groped and pressed the wall, and a seemingly hard whitewashed wall skin was sunken. McGrie pierced the whitewashed wall skin with his fingers, reached in and pulled out a long black-shelled alloy box. It was covered with dust, not an item that had been put in recently. It has been in this secret room for a long time.

Put it on the small table in the room, McGrie pressed the lock with both hands, and with a "pop", the long alloy box opened, and a white mist that immediately frosted the wooden tabletop in the airtight sound emitted. He gently slapped the fan with his hand, and the white mist spread, freezing the entire tabletop. The temperature in the secret room immediately lowered by more than ten degrees with the white mist. The breathing of the two men also turned into rising heat.

"Frozen gas from the white whale?" Lisuman asked in an instant. She looked up at the white secret room ceiling in thinking, overturning her guess, "Frozen gas from the white whale is not that easy to obtain. This is an extremely cold crystal retrieved from the core of the so-called 'liquid nitrogen sea', just like those objects in the hexagram pattern that did not disappear under time."

"Have you been to the 'liquid nitrogen sea'? I have been in the tundra for so long. If something happens there, I shouldn't have been unaware of it." Lisuman stood up and went to McGrie, leaning his head to look at the alloy box. The white mist dissipated at this time, but there was still a wisp of light smoke like an unextinguished candlelight that continued to spread. The source was a translucent stone smaller than the little finger, without a specific shape, and was milky white.

"In normal times, there must be problems with a person facing such a few enemies. But now the leader has the authority to know some things, there should be no problem." McGrie said as if showing off something to Lissuman, "This seems to be the leader's preparation, but he just doesn't understand why she put things here. As for the 'liquid nitrogen sea', this is indeed an extremely cold crystal, but it is just the inventory of the Knights of the Round Table, something collected a long time ago."

While speaking, McGrie reached out to take out two flintlock pistols with very quaint appearances in the long alloy box. The product from decades ago was not marked with the manufacturing age, but both of them understood the status of the flintlock weapon among advanced surgeons and the manufacturing capabilities required behind each exquisite flintlock.

At the beginning of the founding of the Empire, this was the earliest and most common thermal weapon. Weapons made in this style have the meaning of "original", just like respect for history, and of course it is also a manifestation of its own dignity.

After taking a handful and handing it to Lisuman, McGrie then picked up four bullets in the box with silver-white luster one by one. After a careful look at the fluorescent blood-red ring mark behind the four bullets, McGrie said lightly: "This is the product of the Avalon organization, not something made by the four forces of the Empire themselves. I don't know how different it will be." Two red ring bullets collided in McGrie's hands, and the crisp tremolo had a penetrating power.

Lisuman took two red ring bullets, looked at them for a moment, and then focused on the rest of the alloy box again. It was a stick-shaped object about one meter five long, with a silver light blue color that was not easy to detect. It was carved with mysterious patterns and strange characters. There was no need to try to interpret them, just from the patterns, Lisuman knew what this was.

"The holy gun is divided into three parts. Your leader holds one part and the knight Hilda holds one part. Is this the last third of the holy gun? I always thought it would be placed in the Avalon institution as research materials."

"The one third of the hand of Miss Hilda was used for research. It was recently brought out by the commander of the Avalon organization. The commander said that if the Avalon organization could interpret the Holy Sword and the Holy Sword, it would have been interpreted hundreds of years ago, and there would be no need to wait until today." McGrie held the one-third of the Holy Sword in his hand, and the transparent cold instantly made his hands full of dry frost. "Without basis, the Avalon organization has actually interpreted the Holy Sword almost the same. The remaining small part may not be because their abilities and skills are not good, but because it takes a suitable time."

As he said that, McGrie closed the alloy box, brought a black cloth bag of unknown materials that had been prepared long ago, and wrapped one-third of the holy gun. He and Lissuman put two red ring bullets into the tunnel pistol at the same time and looked at each other.

"The artificial inductance force field of the Knights of the Round Table will not be closed. It is a device controlled by the super analyzer. It is impossible unless the defense program of the super analyzer is completely broken. Otherwise, there will be no more. When the news spreads, a large number of people from other families will come to observe. As long as there is a little information leaked, it will be very easy for the Holy Emperor Hall to find you. The alloy mask must be brought with you, and it is made according to your face shape, so don't worry about the enemy's perception detecting your appearance through the alloy mask. Finally, it is on the surgical development project. This seems to be the least worrying aspect, right?"

Lisuman nodded, feeling a little proud. She turned around and picked up a pair of slender double swords with curves and fixed them in the scabbard behind her waist. "I know,,, you have already mentioned these things more than once, I know the consequences, so you don't have to worry about your identity."

"Four, five people?" At this time, Lisuman turned his head and looked at the wide round table Knight's station on the ground through the thick concrete and soil. "I haven't really moved my body for a long time. I don't know if I can catch up with the temporary warm-up." Lisuman, who was talking to herself, had her original laziness completely disappeared, and seriousness replaced it. McGrie looked at these changes and confirmed that Lisuman was not pretending to be for her to see, so she breathed a little relieved. Lisuman was never the kind of person who could figure out the occasion. If she wanted, what was what she wanted according to her own temperament.

The two walked out of the secret room, and after a few breaths, they went from a path in the underground warehouse to the ground. There were some broken clouds in the deep blue sky, and the dark light fell, making this dark day no longer seem so quiet. The wind was cold and should not belong to the end of this summer at all.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and the sound of the wind blowing through the trees and the eaves a little aggravated this quiet sense. After walking dozens of meters, Lisuman and McGrie separated at a cross.

"It shouldn't be a big problem to destroy something, right?" The two of them were in the same direction. After Lisuman took a few steps, they turned their heads and asked.
Chapter completed!