Warhammer, I'm a nanny, not your father!

Wop: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Koz said nothing and looked at him quietly.

Wop was the first to give in during the stare-down. "Are you just wasting your time? Don't forget you still have many people to kill!"

Koz turned around, a smile on his face.

He climbed into the elevator shaft, leaping back and forth between the beams on the shaft wall, climbing rapidly.

There are eighty floors in the lower nest. He visited the gangs on each floor and killed the bosses of all the gangs.

As he expected, the nobles ordered the gang to encircle and suppress the Midnight Haunter.

But Hei Bang was busy fighting among himself and had no time to pay attention to the orders of the nobles.

The nobles also tried to personally integrate the gangs. They took the elevator to the lower nest with hundreds of well-equipped guards, and then they disappeared.

There was only a faint smell of blood and a few bloodstains in the elevator, but no one was seen alive or dead.

Coz patrolled the different floors, and whenever a gang faction won or lost and a new boss took office, he would visit the gang.

He would kill the new gang leader, kill everyone he saw, and slaughter the gang camp.

Over and over again, these gangs became increasingly weaker in the internal strife and bloodbaths.

But over time, the gangs also discovered the patterns of monster hunting. The bosses of different factions were no longer obsessed with getting to the top, but began to concentrate on managing their own piece of land to avoid being targeted by monsters.

Their passive attitude really left Curze 'helpless', as he was too busy to take them down one by one.

But the once unified gang was split into many independent factions, which made them no longer able to resist the attacks of the Night Haunter.

Like a snowball, the Night Haunters bred from the Lower Hive have occupied 33 of the 80 floors of the Lower Hive, and have strongholds on each floor, ensuring that there is an elevator that belongs entirely to them.

They have tens of billions of workers, millions of soldiers, and large industrial areas. They are self-sufficient in food, weapons, clothing, and industrial products.

Anyone could see that the Night Haunters were unstoppable, and within a year at the latest they would have taken over the entire Lower Hive.

The nobles began to panic. They completely cut off the connection between the lower nest and the upper nest. The elevator could only operate between the same nest areas.

But this does not affect Coze's killing efficiency. He never takes the elevator, which is too slow.

"Please... I have family..." The woman backed away from the pale butcher in horror. The body of the guard tripped her and she fell into a pool of blood, her gorgeous clothes stained red with blood.

"I can give you everything, my property, myself, my mother, my sister, my daughter, everything. Please."

The woman sobbed out of fear and pleaded helplessly, her sad and beautiful appearance was heartbreaking.

She is very beautiful. Tens of thousands of years of genetic optimization have given the noble a naturally beautiful face.

The nobles are all handsome men and beautiful women without exception, but their hearts are dirtier than the killers in the bottom nest.

"I've seen thirty-seven futures for you." The sharp blade first cut her neck, and then she heard Coze's voice, "Unfortunately, none of the possibilities can impress me. But don't worry, your family will too."

Chapter 31 Ridiculous Justice

"Are we going to die?"

In the darkness, the girl's fear and crying were contagious to others.

They huddled in the corner, huddled close to each other, which gave them the little sense of security they had.

Their parents, their friends, everyone they had ever known was dead, murdered by a pale giant.

Hundreds of children were thrown into the room, and the pale giant didn't say a word to them, but threw a book at them that detailed the crimes committed by their family and friends.

Koze is both a judge and an educator.

He wanted these children to understand what justice is and let justice and order take root in Shangchao.

But he sensed danger and he had to leave!

……

Fili: "Mr. Smitchy, are you sure?"

"I don't know, ma'am," the worker explained haltingly. "Although my family has been responsible for maintaining these elevators for generations, we've never controlled them. The nobles at the top of the tower have always controlled them. But I've heard my father say that my grandfather once taught him that restarting can fix most malfunctions. This is a secret passed down through the generations in our family. Whenever an elevator breaks down and stops working, restarting it will get it back up and running."

"The powerful have cut off the elevators. I think this is also a malfunction. Restarting them may make them work again."

Fili did not interfere with the workers. She could not understand those sophisticated instruments and did not know what those buttons did.

Even the worker himself had only a vague understanding of the process, and he could only try to copy the steps in the sacred text passed down in his family.

And as the Night Haunter attempts to enter the Upper Nest, the powerful are also plotting.

The nobles at the top of the tower have ruled the hive city for generations and enjoy supreme status, but it is actually the lower hive that can truly decide the fate of the hive city.

All industrial products are produced in the factory area of ​​the lower nest, and the large fusion plasma reactor that provides electricity for the entire hive is also in the lower nest. All of this is now controlled by the Night Haunter.

But neither the rich nor the Night Haunter would make a fuss about the reactor.

If the reactor overloaded, the explosion would send the entire hive skyward.

If a reactor is damaged, no one can repair it. If a reactor is shut down, no one can restart it.

Without the reactors, the hive's factories would shut down, the promethium refineries would be unable to produce enough corpse starch, and tens of billions of people would starve.

But the people wouldn't starve to death, because without the reactor, the lower nest would lose its only source of heat. The ventilation fans wouldn't work, and factory exhaust would accumulate in the lower nest.

People will freeze to death or be poisoned by exhaust fumes before they starve to death.

Although the Night Haunter controlled the reactor, he never cut off the energy supply to the Upper Nest and the Spire.

Because there are still tens of billions of innocent workers in the upper nest and the top of the tower. Even if the energy supply is cut off, the nobles have backup power supply, but these workers will definitely die.

For the same reason, although the nobles cut off the connection between the lower nest and the upper nest, they still regularly sent a batch of parts and workers to maintain the reactor.

The Night Haunters had to accept these workers because they needed someone to maintain the reactor, and few of the workers in the Lower Hive were capable of mastering such advanced technology.

These workers are not allowed to return to the Upper Nest and must work under the supervision of younger warriors, as they might leak information about the Night Haunter.

But the Midnight Ghost's knowledge is still too limited. They don't know there is a thing called a camera, nor do they know there is a technology called real-time transmission.

"Bang! Bang!"

The elevator descended and aligned with the platform with a huge roar.

The Night Haunters constructed fortifications around the elevator, with three hundred young warriors and several tanks guarding the entrance.

They welcomed the workers coming to the nest as usual, but when they saw the situation in the elevator, they were stunned.

Because there were no workers in the elevator, only a dozen tanks and hundreds of fully armed soldiers.

"Attack..." The boy's warning was stuck in his throat as the plasma beam evaporated his entire upper body.

The scarlet beams wove a killing web, shooting down a dozen defenseless soldiers.

The officer in the elevator gestured indifferently, and his soldiers followed the tanks and began to advance.

"boom!"

The tank tracks ran over the soldiers' bodies, and blood splattered all over the ground.

Its barrel vibrated as it fired shells, and with one shot it could penetrate the Night Haunter's carefully constructed fortifications and blow up the tanks deployed by the Night Haunter.

As soon as they left the elevator, it could not wait to go up, and it would soon transport more soldiers to the lower nest.

Although the possibility of the Night Haunter destroying the reactor is almost zero, the powerful people at the top of the tower cannot bear to be strangled by a group of untouchables!

"For justice!"

"For the Night Haunter!"

"Reinforcements are on the way, we must stop them!"

Young people are always full of passion. They will always become the vanguard of the revolution and will always die in the front.

Even though they were outnumbered, they remained steadfast in their defense.

Laser guns can't penetrate the tank's ceramic armor, but they still have anti-tank missiles and heavy-duty lumberjacks, and they are still fighting back!

The officers looked at the children with indifference. They were young and had never received formal military training.

They just happened to know how to shoot and were just a mob in front of a well-trained army.

It took only a few minutes for the tanks to break through their lines, and at the cost of seventy-three casualties, they wiped out the entire group of rebels.

They quickly built a defense line on the spot to provide cover for the arrival of subsequent troops.

"Snapped!"

The officer raised his boot and stomped hard on one of the teenagers’ face, popping his right eye and causing blood to spurt out.

A plasma gun was pointed at his head. The same gun that had just smashed a teenager's upper torso and shattered his unfulfilled ideals was also pointed at his head.

The boy had tried to pick up the gun and resist a second ago, but now he could only whimper in pain at his feet.

In fact, the officer had no intention of torturing him, but the powerful wanted to see it.

"Don't kill him. Send him to the top of the tower when the next elevator arrives. I want to torture him myself."

"How dare these untouchables rebel against us? Have they forgotten whose city this is?"

"Hahahaha, good job, kill all these untouchables!"

The powerful watched the live broadcast through the camera on the officer's chest. They mocked Midnight Haunter unscrupulously on the communication channel and vented their anger.

The officer kicked the boy away, and two soldiers came forward and dragged him towards the elevator because the powerful people said they would torture him.

The officer looked at the boy, his bloody single eye still staring at the officer unwillingly.

The officer thought of the slogans promoted by the Midnight Haunter: order and justice.

"Fragile order, ridiculous justice." In order to cater to the powerful people who were watching the live broadcast, the officer sneered.

"Is it funny?" A cold voice sounded behind the officer.

The officer raised his gun vigilantly, but soon he tasted a fishy-sweet taste in his throat.

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Chapter 32 You Want War, I Will Give You War

Koz's eyes were colder than ever before; he could foresee the future.

He could see potential in the officer; if he let him go, he would wake up in time, lead his army to join the Night Haunter, and they would capture the hive within a few months, and everyone would have a bright future.

The future tells him that it was right to let the officer go.

But Coates didn't care.

The powerful people at the top of the tower sent troops to vent their anger, and so did Koze.

"It's that monster!"

"Shoot, fire, kill him!"

"Jex, don't let him get away!"

The powerful people were shouting on the communication channel, giving orders to the soldiers.

Curze was not on the communication channel, but his hearing was far superior to that of ordinary people, and he could hear their 'whispers'.

It's not hard to guess that the powerful know of his connection to the Night Haunter.

They both appeared in the Lower Lair at about the same time, and it was clear that the 'monster' had been paving the way for the Night Haunter.

The attack from the powerful people at the top of the tower is probably not only to regain control of the reactor, but also to lure the snake out of its hole.

Koz understood the plan of the powerful in a nanosecond, and his body never slacked off, shuttling back and forth among the crowd, harvesting lives with astonishing efficiency.

The scarlet beams formed a fire net, but Curze could always find a gap in it. Although he was huge, his movements were unusually agile. No matter whether it was a tank or a soldier, no attack could touch the corner of his clothes.

During the two years of hunting, he learned and grew every day, and his skills became more and more perfect.

"Buzz!"

A buzzing sound rang in Koz's head, and the five soldiers in front of him were crushed into a pulp by invisible giant hands. Koz's movements also became slower accordingly, like an insect specimen frozen in amber.