Several helicopters buzzed over the East China Sea.
"Is that Shenlongguan... It's so spectacular." A recruit looked through the porthole at the silver city on the sea, his mouth wide open in shock.
"Hey, isn't it spectacular?" Next to him, another night watchman about thirty years old grinned, "If you have a chance, you can go to Chennan Pass to see it. It is even more spectacular there. In addition to the pass, the surrounding ground
They were all broken into ravines by the divine war, and I don’t know how much divine blood was poured on the city walls... The scene at that time was, tsk tsk."
"You also participated in that decisive battle?" Another recruit asked in surprise.
"Yes, it's not just me, every senior night watchman you can see now basically participated in it back then... Every one of them escaped from death." He paused,
He continued, "You juniors can never imagine such a tragic scene."
Several recruits on the helicopter nodded and couldn't help but fall into reverie.
"However, almost no one is stationed at these passes now. Even if they are, they are used as surveillance outposts."
"Why?"
"Because we won back then!" the middle-aged night watchman said proudly, "The once glorious kingdoms of the gods are now in pieces. Even if there are still some foreign gods secretly uniting together, they can't make a big difference.
Now we have Commander Lin in Great Xia, as well as four peak master god-level experts, and eight human ceilings who are comparable to the master gods. Unless those foreign gods are seeking death, who dares to provoke us?
The era when humans were passively beaten has passed. Now, it’s our turn to hunt the gods!”
Hearing these heroic words, the recruits' blood boiled for a moment, but at this moment, one of them asked in a low voice:
"But I heard that there are still gods from the Cthulhu mythology hidden on the earth?"
The middle-aged night watchman's expression froze, and he spoke helplessly, "Things at that level are not something we ordinary night watchmen should worry about... Even if the sky falls, there will be people who can bear it for us."
The helicopter flew over the sea and soon arrived at the foggy border.
"They should be arriving..."
"Who is coming?" A recruit asked in confusion, "Aren't we here to visit the Shenlongguan ruins?"
"What a visit." The middle-aged night watchman almost laughed in anger, "We were notified at short notice to hand over the corpse to the [Devil] team, otherwise why are there so many helicopters? Bring you juniors with us.
, it’s to show you the world.”
"[Demon] Team?!" When everyone heard these four words, they suddenly became excited.
"Is it really them?"
"Who is the [Demon] Team?" Some recruits looked confused.
"You don't even know this? Daxia's special team numbered 005, codenamed [Devils], has made countless achievements in the four years since its establishment. It is currently the most popular young team in the Night Watch! I heard that they are also students of Commander Lin."
"If I have a chance to join the [Devil] team after I graduate, I will laugh out of my dreams."
"Don't think about it. Compared with the [Devil] team, it's more promising to join the [Phoenix] team. After all, they have personnel transfers from time to time."
Listening to the chatter of these new recruits discussing the [Devil] team, the middle-aged night watchman smiled and couldn't help but sigh, "Time flies so fast... Is it already the era of the [Devil] now?"
"Captain, which was your most powerful special team back then?"
The middle-aged night watchman smiled mysteriously and slowly said two words: "[Night]."
"[Night]?"
The recruits looked at each other with confusion on their faces.
"I seem to have heard somewhere...Are they more powerful than [Devils]?"
"Not only more powerful than the [Devil]." The middle-aged night watchman chuckled, "The [Night] back then was a hundred times more popular than the [Devil] today."
The recruits were stunned for a moment, as if they didn't believe it:
"Is it that powerful?"
"Can their meritorious deeds be greater than [the devil's]?"
"Meritorious service?" the middle-aged night watchman clicked his tongue, "Do you know who was the captain of [Yemu] back then?"
"who?"
"Today's Commander Lin."
The recruits couldn't help but open their mouths...
"The [Night] team is so powerful, so where are they now?"
Hearing this question, the middle-aged night watchman fell silent,
After a long time, he smiled bitterly and sighed, "It's all gone... it's all gone... there is no possibility of those people being reunited again."
The recruits seemed to want to ask something else, and a voice echoed in their communicators at the same time.
"They're back."
Everyone turned around and saw seven dark purple figures flying out of the wall of mist. Each of them was holding a corner of a giant net, and a giant corpse of a god that looked like a mountain was being carried in the giant net.
between.
"The dark purple cloak...is the [Devil] Team!" The recruits' eyes suddenly lit up.
Several helicopters quickly came forward, fixed the corners of the giant net on the hook of the aircraft, and took over the corpse for everyone in the [Devil] team.
"We're finally here...I'm exhausted." Su Zhe wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking exhausted.
"These wings are controlled by Lu Baoyou, and the power is also provided by him. Why are you tired?" Li Zhenzhen couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
"My heart is tired, my heart is tired." Su Zhe said with a smile.
"They will deal with the divine corpse. We have to go back to Beijing to report on our duties..." Fang Mo glanced at the sky, "Otherwise, we will be overtaken by those knights again."
Everyone's expressions changed. Without saying a word, Lu Baoyou moved the wings behind everyone to the extreme, turning them into seven streams of light that swept across the sky!
ten minutes later.
Shangjing City, Night Watch Headquarters.
Dong Dong Dong——!!
There was a rapid and heavy knock on the door.
"……Come in."
Fang Mo was about to push the door open in a hurry when his steps suddenly stopped.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, straightened his messy hair that was blown by the strong wind, cleared his throat, and then opened the door slowly.
"If you knock any harder, my door will fall apart." A faint voice came from behind the desk.
The corners of Fang Mo's mouth twitched slightly, looking a little embarrassed.
Behind the desk filled with documents, a figure slowly stood up. He was a man in his mid-twenties. Although his appearance was young, he was not immature at all. Instead, he had a temperament as deep as the sea.
"Commander, I am in a hurry to come back and report my duties to you..." Fang Mo smiled and looked around, "Is the [Knight] team back?"
"I arrived ten minutes earlier than you, but I'm still vomiting at the pier because of seasickness. I should be there in a while." Lin Qiye put the documents in his hands aside and pointed to the chair in front of him, "Sit down."