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On the deck, a valiant woman dressed in jungle warfare gear, with blonde hair and brown eyes, and carrying two Nirbheek Knife on her back, jumped onto the beach.
P. S.: The asterisk in the [***Hymn] of the Great Summoning Technique was added manually to avoid spoilers.
Tip: Curious readers, you can check the latitude and longitude in Chapter 415; that should tell you what those three words mean.
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Also, to make up for it, there will be an extra chapter tonight.
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Chapter 423 If you don't come back, we'll get married! (Third update)
On the beach, the geological exploration team and the accompanying documentary filming crew began moving supplies, setting up tents, and checking equipment.
At this moment, James Conrad, a handsome young man with blond hair and deep-set eyes, who was leading the photography team, followed the blonde woman who was waving Gurkha Knife and surveying the surroundings, and opened a water bottle to express goodwill.
"Miss Mira, would you like some water?"
The blonde woman smiled, took out her flask from her backpack, and gestured with the light white ring mark on her left ring finger, implying that she had been married.
She could tell that the handsome young man who had been showering her with attention was clearly interested in her, but the blonde beauty didn't want to have too much contact with this former agent of the British Air Force Special Unit.
That's right. On the surface, they were just a film crew shooting a wilderness survival documentary and a group of scientists who were passionate about geological research.
Oh, and we also have to include her, the Hollywood splatter movie star who was sidelined shortly after her debut.
However, this blonde beauty was one of the few insiders; she had read through the information on each member no less than ten times.
Our destination this time, Skull Island, is a special island in the Pacific Region that is often shrouded in storms and fog. If it weren't for the recent weakening of the storms, satellites wouldn't have been able to capture any images of it.
Based on blurry satellite images, some countries and organizations have discovered what appears to be miraculous ancient creatures on the island.
A unique island, independent of the known ecosystem, is like a mineral deposit waiting to be discovered for any country or organization.
Therefore, in order to gain the upper hand, the special department called the [Monarch Organization] not only blocked information but also took the lead in dispatching its "Sky Fox Squadron" composed of retired soldiers, disguised as an inconspicuous geological exploration team.
Furthermore, to further enhance their camouflage and prevent the influx of the world's largest organizations, Monarch Organization, under the guise of filming a BBC documentary, invited a film crew and Mira, a washed-up Hollywood starlet, to join them.
The seemingly calm film crew was actually a mixed bag, including not only big names in the field of biology like Professor Bill Randa.
Of course, the team was not entirely harmonious. Professor Randa belonged to the biological Scientific Research Department of the Monarch Organization, while the "Sky Fox Squadron" was more inclined towards the military department and was known for its decisive and ruthless style.
To prevent his research project from being ruined by the interference of this group of military hardliners, Professor Randa hired Captain Conrad, a former SAS tracking expert, and created a photography team to keep the project under control.
As for the so-called "Monarch Initiative," Professor Randa probably knows less about it than Miss Mira.
Before humans created advanced civilizations, ancient giant creatures were the masters of this world. Mammals, who deeply understood the essence of the word "survival," survived several mass extinctions and eventually became the most intelligent of all creatures.
But everything is just as a famous saying engraved in the lobby of a certain organization says, "Maintain fear, learn to be in awe!"
These ancient creatures did not completely become extinct, but coexisted and symbiotically with humans, gradually merging into different mythological systems and becoming the prototypes of various monsters and mythical beasts.
Due to various reasons of ecological change, over a long period of time, most ancient organisms fell into a deep slumber.
With the application of atomic energy, these ancient creatures that fed on nuclear waste have been awakened one by one, becoming one of the destabilizing factors on this planet.
Therefore, the "Monarch Initiative," which aimed to communicate with or control these ancient creatures, was born, and the history of the Monarch Organization can even be traced back to World War II.
Of course, this down-on-her-luck splatter film actress, whose full name is Mira Jovovich, also has her own secrets.
For example, her previous name was "Alice," and she was the former security chief of the Umbrella Corporation. After resigning from the BSAA and taking a leave of absence, she embarked on a journey to Hollywood on her own, based on a script stored on someone's computer.
In order to start a new life and have her own career, "Miss Mira," a former Ukraine model, quickly rose to fame in the blood and gore film industry with her outstanding performance.
Unfortunately, Miss Mira encountered a "hidden rule," and this time the punishment was a bit too harsh. The director was a powerful figure, and the strong-willed security supervisor didn't want to ask his former partner for help, so she had to be sidelined for a while and fade out of the screen.
However, just a few days ago, a private message with three arrows pointing inwards and a black circle on the outside was sent to her inbox.
And so, Miss Mira got another role, and conveniently boarded Monarch Organization's pirate ship bound for Skull Island to investigate.
I don't know which bastard in the O5 Council set me up. Didn't they know your instructor was on vacation?
It seems you guys have been missing the feeling of being tortured after all this time.
Meanwhile, in the Middle East, within the Wanted, a wild beauty with long brown hair, meticulously polishing her beloved gun, casually flicked the muzzle, and the bullet arced into the red bullseye behind a half-sliced piece of pork.
Achoo!
The wild beauty took a hot towel to apply to her face, but suddenly felt a chill and sneezed violently.
Huh? Who's talking about me? I'm not into tomb raiding... cough cough... archaeology. I'd rather learn some life skills at the Wanted. What trouble could I possibly cause?
Old enemies? Should we gather our forces and wipe them out? I'm Unrivaled Assassin now, why should I care about laws and regulations!
Moreover, the "Loom of Fate" within the organization that announces assassination targets is nothing more than a gimmick created by this group of idiots with an IQ of less than five.
To put it bluntly, it's all about money; whoever pays the most gets their name on the loom.
With such petty concerns, they keep making a fuss and acting mysterious. Once I've finished learning their techniques, I'll mobilize a special task force and wipe out all these cancerous plants.
After all, they were rolling in money, and robbing these scumbags would be much more lucrative than tomb raiding.
By the way, I wonder if the Great Ming Dynasty in my Taoism will like the gift I specially prepared.
The wild woman skillfully pulled a bottle of mints from her pocket, popped a few into her mouth and chewed, her eyes slightly narrowing as she savored the taste.
The taste was a bit off...
"Fire Fox, there's a new quest at the Loom of Fate. The leader wants you to go this time."
Just as the wild woman was lost in thought, a bald, bearded butcher wiped the blood off his apron, strode forward, and casually tossed the newcomer a file folder.
"Understood, I'm leaving!"
"Fire Fox" snapped his fingers, casually tossed the box of mints into the trash can, then jumped off the bench, grabbed the documents, and swaggered away.
On Skull Island, "Miss Mira" wields Gurkha Knife to clear the way and explains in detail some precautions for exploring the jungle.
Her thoughts drifted when her gaze fell on the ring on her left ring finger.
Nearly ten years have passed, and everyone has moved on with their lives. Even she herself has found a way to fill the 20-year void in her life. But some things, even if you don't say them, you can never forget them.
For example, Miss Mira herself would have someone's name engraved on her previous wedding ring and wear it when she went out to reduce unnecessary trouble.
You, if you're going to die, you have to die so spectacularly, not even giving us time to say goodbye.
Perhaps it is precisely because of its imperfections that it is so unforgettable; otherwise, I would have been married long ago.
In the end, you're still just a... manipulative bastard!
Miss Mira swung her knife, cleaving through the vines in front of her. The shockwave caused strips of white Restraint Suit to slowly drift down from the branches, immediately catching her eye.
P. S.: I apologize for the unpleasant reading experience caused by the sealing in Chapter 420, so I'm adding an extra chapter today.
In addition, the author has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder and a collecting habit, so I set a goal to update more chapters if I receive more than 2000 blades (a type of Chinese sword). Thank you to readers @{"reader_id":"36267","reader_name":"Royal Navy Saicat"} and others for their great support.
Therefore, starting this Wednesday, there will be three updates every day until the end of the week. Two updates will be posted at 6 AM and one in the evening.
Chapter 424, Section 445: The Tragic Witch Princess
Meanwhile, somewhere on Skull Island, beside a river...
The boy, with his hands behind his back, leaned against a tree. He tore open Spatial Rift with his fingers, took out candies of various flavors, and chewed them one by one, carefree and leisurely.
The wide robe and the gently fluttering white wings made Kevin look like a little angel resting in the forest, everything was exceptionally beautiful.
Similar scenes were not isolated; in the turquoise river, the Green-haired Witch CC, whose broken bones had just been reattached, lay on the rocks of the mudflats, washing her skin over and over again.
The fanatic Heidewilli next to her, judging from the way the water was flowing, was clearly more voluptuous.
The girl's graceful movements and devout prayers made her look like a saint undergoing baptism.
"Miss CC, are you having trouble moving around? Let me help you wash."
The kind-hearted believer stepped forward to baptize the Green-haired Witch, a sense of accomplishment in redeeming souls appearing on her small face.
Heidewilli's experience is similar to that of Cheng Lixue, the A-class Valkyrie of the Far East Branch of St. Freya. She was rescued by the God Judge Van Helsing during a bloody massacre and became a nun.
Because she possesses "Stigmata," Heidewilli becomes the one who walks on earth in place of the Lord, determined to let light shine and drive away evil.
Her experience of growing up in a secluded monastery made her withdrawn and devout, even to the point of extremes, yearning to save, to sacrifice, and to receive the mercy of "God".
Kevin's appearance undoubtedly gave the girl such an opportunity.
What could be more satisfying and exciting than saving the souls of an "angel" and a "witch"?
If this lost hound can be brought back into the Lord's hands, not only will the Holy Grail be returned to the Roman Papal Legion, but she will also surely receive grace.
Thinking of this, Heidewilli became even happier and more determined as she groomed the witch C. C.
"Little girl, how about you consider my suggestion? Tonight, you hold him tight, and I'll ambush you from behind!"
"If we just smash this bastard to death, maybe we'll both be free."
The "slave," who had just been allowed to speak by his "master," restlessly leaned forward and whispered in Heidewilli's ear.
"No, Miss CC! Kevin is a good boy, he's just having some health issues! I absolutely will not allow you to hurt him!"
Heidewilli was taken aback, her face scrunched up, and she shook her head repeatedly.
Along the way, Kevin's deceptively attractive appearance and age, as well as his principled code of conduct, all contributed to Heidewilli's growing fondness for him.
The pair of Angel's Feather, and their chance encounter with Behemoth on the deserted island, continuously shrouded Kevin in an unbreakable aura.
This devout nun naturally wouldn't allow anyone to shake her faith, and anyone who could get by in the inquisition, no matter how kind, wasn't some fool who would jump into a trap at the slightest opportunity.
"Look at him, shifty-eyed, lewd and shameless. He's never been a good person since he was little! When he grows up, he'll definitely ruin even more girls like you!"
CC was at a loss for words, so she immediately attacked the boy's appearance and behavior, gritting her teeth and hurling accusations.
Heidewilli, who was rubbing the Green Haired Witch, turned around and looked at the boy who was sleeping on the tree trunk with his back to the two of them. Leaves fell on his cheeks, causing his white wings to flutter slightly. His face under the leaves was innocent and lovely, without any trace of peeping.
Heidewilli then turned his gaze to the "Holy Grail," which was nailed into Cross Coffin, wrapped in a shroud of Restraint Suit, with seven Holy Nail embedded in its body, and escorted by two Divine Grace Bearer, a saint, and a Grand Magician.
At this moment, the Green Haired Witch, who was plotting how to kill her master and break the master-servant contract, had a sinister face and a twisted smile, and did not look like a good person at all.
"Ms. CC, your thoughts are dangerous! Please watch your words and actions!"
"Witch Clan are the mortal enemies of angels, so I understand your hatred and slander towards Kevin."
"But as long as I live, I will never allow my master's hounds to be harmed!"
Heidewilli paused solemnly, her words righteous and stern.
"He had ill intentions towards me! You saw it with your own eyes! Are these the only rotten rats in your Lord's army?"
CC was furious. After being hit repeatedly, he immediately opened fire with a cold smile, only to accidentally strike at Heidewilli's faith.
"Miss CC! You were the one who provoked Kevin first! This is your crime!"
"Moreover, he didn't cause you any real harm!"
Heidewilli's face darkened, and she raised her voice, but her movements as she washed the Green-haired Witch's body remained gentle.
"What if he tries something bad to me again? We'll both be in danger!"
Seeing that he couldn't change the fanatic's mind, CC became angry and asked a question.
Heidewilli's expression softened slightly, becoming serene and devout.
"I am not afraid. I am willing to bear all of this and return the Lord's hound to His embrace."
I... I want to go back to my coffin and sleep...
CC was speechless. Recalling the series of blows she had suffered since waking up, she was overcome with grief and wanted to cry but couldn't.
That's why I hate religious beliefs the most!
When you like someone, you can find a thousand reasons to beautify their strengths, and even their flaws can be transformed into uniqueness and personality!
The Roman Papal Legion and all that stuff should just be destroyed!