Li Yongyuan, who was pulled by the thin rope extending from the parachute, felt something was wrong. After the continuous acceleration of gravity, this level of buffering was completely ineffective.
"Damn it, the people in the equipment department are all stupid."
Mr. Li rarely cursed, looked at the parachute that was much smaller than the ordinary model, and began to chant dragon texts one after another.
A storm suddenly appeared over the building, and the invisible wind flow rotated in the direction, forming a tornado and slowly lifting the young man down.
When his toes finally touched the ground, Li Longyuan put away his complaints about the lunatics in the equipment department, and immediately took off his wing suit on the rooftop, took a few steps to run, and jumped down with Tai'a in hand.
The wind whistled in the young man's ears, and the frosty ancient sword came out of its scabbard and cut the air, whistling, and the blade of the sword reflected those cold and aloof golden eyes.
The Tai'a sword was inserted straight into the building, and gaps were cut in the black aluminum and coated glass curtain walls, making a harsh and sharp friction sound.
"There is movement."
In the Miller Building, a mercenary heard the unusual noise keenly and quickly contacted others through the radio.
The mercenaries in the entire building began to move, and the sound of thumping footsteps resounded like a dense drumbeat.
"Stop, who are you? How did you get in?"
Finally, a guard on the 70th floor spotted the figure in black in front of him. He touched the retractable baton behind his back with his right hand and shouted a threat.
The young man in black uniform in front raised his lips and walked slowly towards him. The sound of cold weapons being unsheathed echoed in the corridor.
"court death!"
The middle-aged security guard yelled, waved his baton vigorously and ran forward.
"Clang!" With a sound, the black riot baton was cut in half with a sword and fell to the ground, along with a security hat.
The young man in black held his sword and slashed down quickly, destroying his self-defense weapon in the flash of lightning.
The security guard, who was an ordinary person, was already trembling. The next kick made him lose consciousness and lay aside. There was a faint voice from the black intercom.
The handsome young man strode past with his sword in hand, continuing to look for the target specified in the mission.
"There may have been an intruder inside the Miller Building."
On the other side, Sara, who was holding the walkie-talkie, looked solemn as water.
"Arrange for the chairman to be moved to a safe location."
His responsibilities as a subordinate made this man always put Raymond's safety first.
"No, I'll wait for him here. Sarah, take someone to deal with this rat."
The old man made a quick decision. This was the headquarters of the Miller family, and there were countless mercenaries who had returned from the battlefield.
How could he be so frightened by these few intruders that he fled in panic? Even if he was a student of Cassel College, Raymond now dared to kill him ruthlessly.
Their blood must be used as a sacrifice to the spirit of David in heaven.
"yes."
Sara no longer insisted and immediately called the mercenaries scattered throughout the building through the communication device installed on her shoulder.
In the gloom of the passage, the slender figure of the young man appeared.
He didn't pick up all kinds of weird thermal weapons in the equipment department, not because he was conceited, but because he didn't trust those crazy people.
Maybe the thing would blow up before he could even throw it away.
The young man walked slowly, and finally he felt a slight tremor, followed by the sound of dense footsteps.
The mercenaries are investigating suspicious persons floor by floor and will soon reach the 70th floor.
Instead, Li Longyuan stopped and stood deep in the narrow passage with his sword in hand. He slowly lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
The sound of climbing the stairs seemed to be getting louder and louder, which meant that a large number of mercenaries were getting closer.
"Captain, there seems to be someone in front of us."
Following the dim light, the sharp-eyed mercenaries noticed something unusual.
Sarah stepped forward with a knife, and her eyes began to glow with gold. Golden pupils could give him the ability to see things clearly in the dark night.
The many mercenaries wearing camouflage uniforms around them did not show any panic, and they were obviously aware of the hybrid's abilities.
Yes, there was indeed a young man in black uniform in front of them.
There is a half-dead World Tree embroidered on the military uniform, which looks mysterious and noble. The material used to make the clothes seems to be somewhat special and can absorb light, so that few people notice that he is standing not far in front of him.
"Crack!"
A mercenary behind him began to raise his gun, and Sara waved her hand, signaling him not to act rashly yet.
"This is a person from Kassel College. Try to capture him alive."
The man obviously recognized the school badge of Kassel College and knew what kind of power this school had in the mixed-race world.
Almost all famous mixed-race organizations have more or less connections with it, and every young man who graduates from it is the elite of the elite.
And killing the Cassel College commissioner who came to investigate was undoubtedly the last resort.
So a group of capable mercenaries put down their submachine guns, took out daggers from their uniform trousers pockets, and cautiously moved forward.
But the young man still lowered his head and remained motionless, as if he had given up resistance.
It wasn't until they were nearly halfway through the long and narrow corridor that the young man in black military uniform suddenly raised his head. At this moment, the golden eyes ignited with flames, and seemed like red lava overturning.
"Rebel!"
The handsome black-haired young man greeted them with a clear shout. Both the mixed-race mercenaries and ordinary people felt great majesty from these words.
Their movements of waving daggers began to freeze, and the intimidation no less than that of a dragon monarch made everyone's brains go blank at this moment.
The ancient sword was unsheathed, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
When the group of mercenaries exploring the road ahead came to their senses, the young man had slowly put his sword back into its sheath.
The military daggers they held in their hands all cracked at this moment, and the cuts were smooth. This was a manifestation of extreme speed and power.
"Change guns!"
Sarah suddenly yelled in the silent corridor, and he finally realized what kind of monster he was facing.
This guy is an elite ace from Kassel Academy.
The man quickly commanded, and the mercenaries in the front row began to squat down with their guns drawn, facing the figure running towards them with the sword in hand, fierce tongues of fire spitting out from their AK47 submachine guns.
Countless bullets passed through the body of the young man who was rushing towards him, hitting the surrounding walls and floors and causing smoke to rise.
He would only turn the scabbard when he really couldn't avoid it, swing it into a circle and block it in front of him, and the stray bullets would rub sparks and eject from the scabbard.
In just a few moments, Li Longyuan quickly rushed into the formation of the mercenary group.
The young man was still soaring in the air, holding the hilt of the ink sword with his right hand, and then unsheathed the sword. The frost-white blade was like an invading fire, unstoppable.
"ah!"
The front row of mercenaries was swept away by the sword and flew backwards. Their chests were dripping with blood, and all of them lost the ability to fight.
This is what Li Longyuan had to do, otherwise they would all be cut in half by Tai Ah.
The young man raised his majestic sword high and slashed forward again, the blade turning into a brilliant stream of light.