Abyss Solo-Chapter 520: Escape to Heaven_2
Chapter 520: Escape to Heaven_2
The iron door above slowly opened, and the sound of wooshing wind echoed within the security passage.
Catherine and Bryant appeared there.
Behind them were the calm-faced Supermodified people.
Catherine’s gaze was full of complexity.
Yang Ming showed her a smile tinged with apology.
Griss said, "Surrender, I promise you, I will do everything I can to speak on your behalf."
"Griss," Yang Ming asked, "I want to know, you obviously guessed my identity early on, why carry out this plan?"
Griss did not answer.
Yang Ming laughed, "I should say thank you to you."
"I wasn’t certain at first, it was only tonight that I confirmed your identity," Griss said. "This is the only answer I can give you, don’t make it difficult for me." freewebnoveℓ.com
Yang Ming nodded slowly, smiled at Griss, and said, "Thank you."
Having said that, he turned and ascended the stairs.
Catherine’s Golden Mask was flickering continuously with light, strong currents of air appeared around her, and Bryant at her side also looked on guard, stepping back actively by two paces.
Griss’s fingers trembled slightly, the laser rifle fired a Light Bullet, hitting Yang Ming right in the shoulder!
Griss’s eyes suddenly bulged, raising his hand to stop his team members wanting to rush forward.
The Light Bullet melted the fabric on Yang Ming’s shoulder and the outer layer of skin, revealing a silver-white skeleton, with thick artificial blood dripping from the wound...
’Yang Ming’ looked down at his own shoulder, and amidst Catherine’s incredulous gaze, his body burst forth with snakes of fire from inside out.
"Robot!"
"It’s a high-fidelity robot!"
"Damn it!"
Griss’s pupils shook, and he growled, "That was just a decoy to attract our attention, the real body is within that crowd of people!"
As his words fell, a beam of light pierced through the night sky.
Griss, annoyed, turned and kicked the wall, cursing under his breath.
In outer space, the East Wind Ship appeared beyond the range of the fleet, quickly completed its coating, and swaggered off the screens of the various ships’ detection equipment.
The Empire immediately mobilized a large number of ships to pursue and intercept, but this high-performance, exaggeratedly designed gunship ultimately vanished within the Empire’s territory after multiple warp transitions.
The White Ghost had escaped.
...
Two days later, in the night sky of the capital of Yaha Star.
The calm night always saw some men and women attempting to drown their sorrows, pushing open the door of the bar.
Yaha Star had regained its peace.
The live broadcast from dozens of Galaxy Times ago had become a popular topic of conversation.
The White Ghost made an appearance, and under the Empire’s full pursuit and blockade, he elegantly made his escape, undoubtedly making the White Ghost even more popular.
The White Ghost had sent the Empire three gifts; the first and second gifts had already reached the hands of Empire officials and received praise from the military spokesperson, and the third gift had also smoothly gone online.
That website was somewhat similar to a White Ghost fan petition site, with a simple interface and only one function—to establish an organization named the White Ghost, recruit members, and call on people to do more good deeds and serve the country.
Interestingly, the Empire had not made any moves against this website.
There were more elements of the White Ghost on the streets.
After the previous night, the White Ghost had firmly secured the throne as the Empire’s top traffic superstar, and the image of him taking off his mask had become a widely spread classic image.
Where some were proud, others inevitably felt dejected.
’Damn it, got cussed out again.’
Griss sat in a corner of the bar, tilting his head back and downing two more gulps of Neuro Corrosive Agent, looking at the beautiful figures swaying gently on the dance floor, but feeling no desire to hunt at all.
The White Ghost just like that, escaped.
The higher-ups were definitely not going to take the blame, the blame could only fall on him, the chief planner and on-site commander.
He had been suspended.
Well, not really suspended; the organization decided to give him a paid vacation for a few months, and stripped him of his authority all the way down, reverting him to the treatment of a regular special forces captain.
Griss, with his wide connections, also heard a lot of rumors.
The Emperor, in the Emperor Star’s imperial assembly, took the initiative to inquire about the White Ghost incident, the military ministers reported truthfully, and it seemed that there had been some conflict with the elders of the Elder Court.
What exactly happened at that level, Griss couldn’t know.
But Griss could feel that now, from top to bottom within the Empire, there were more praises than accusations towards the White Ghost.
"Why are you drinking alone?"
A mild voice came from beside him, Griss was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the grey-robed Supermodified person who had appeared beside him at some point.
The Asexual Divine Envoy, Bryant.
"What are you doing here?" Griss instantly tensed up.
Was the Empire planning to secretly take him out?
Uh, was it because he knew too much?
Fortunately, Bryant spoke softly, "I’m about to depart back to the battlefield, came to say goodbye to a friend of mine."
Griss nodded, saw Bryant take a seat beside him, and slightly let down his guard.
"This plan failed," Bryant sighed, "The White Ghost is just too crafty, did your superiors give you a hard time?"
Griss said, "I got suspended, they said I was ineffective, even though I had already lured out the White Ghost, it’s just that I didn’t catch him."
Bryant smiled graciously.
He changed the subject and asked softly, "There’s something I don’t quite understand and wanted to ask Captain Griss."
"What’s that?"
"The White Ghost said ’thank you’ to you," Bryant’s gaze flickered gently, "I’ve been thinking for two days and have a bit of an idea... you were helping him, right?"
Griss frowned and said, "Why would you say that? That’s not a minor accusation."
"You were speaking up for him, weren’t you?"
This content is taken from fr𝒆ewebnove(l).com