When they were patrolling for the first time, they were a little excited when they met someone like the Lord of Futaba City. If they were well treated, they would definitely be promoted in the future.
This was also the reason why they rushed all the way without letting anyone else report it.
"Do you need a token when the Lord of Shuangye City comes?" The Lord of the Ice Saint Palace frowned.
With the same hand, Linkong sucked the Feilong Token and looked down, his face suddenly darkened: "Rice, this Feilong Token is fake."
After saying that, he slammed his backhand to the ground.
The flying dragon order was immediately smashed into pieces, revealing the earthy material inside.
The Flying Dragon Order is the token used by Futaba City to contact its intelligence personnel. How can it represent the Lord of Futaba City?
Damn, it's so confusing.
"Ah..." The messenger who thought he would get a reward was shocked. This...
"Come here, let's see who dares to go up the mountain under his own name." The Palace Master of the Ice Saint Palace's face was as dark as water.
"Yes." The guard in charge of the palace immediately moved.
And at the same moment when the Palace Master of the Ice Saint Palace discovered the fake token, the scarred man and his entourage who had already rushed up to the Ice Saint Palace suddenly stopped in their tracks.
The moment they paused.
Two small black figures rushed out from the scarred man's body and flew into the sky instantly.
The eight paws fiercely sucked into the air, and the twenty black crystal boxes that were carried up by twenty people flew up quickly with a bang.
Flying in all directions.
"Ah..." The person from the Ice Saint Palace who was still leading the way for this group of people couldn't help but let out an ahh when he saw this, and didn't come back to his senses at all.
But just as they shouted, the twenty men moved.
I saw these twenty people moving in unison. They took out a purple-red crystal from their arms with unparalleled speed. Seeing the weather, it transformed into twenty large black-red bows in an instant, one for each person.
Draw the bow, take the arrow, and aim the bow upward.
Everything lasts only a moment.
He drew his bow and aimed at the twenty people who were pointing at the black crystal box that was flying in all directions. With a flick of his finger, the arrow shot out instantly like a meteor.
But when the black-red golden light passed by, the black box exploded in mid-air with a bang.
Amidst the deafening explosion, something fiery red like magma,