The first negotiation took place in a building in the industrial area. The design of this building was somewhat similar to that of a farmhouse. There were no windows, and there was only the only door at the intersection. The gray concrete was undecorated and rough.
Every part of the building is supported, and the steel and concrete combined with the winter snowy scene give it a depressing and chilling feeling.
Boluogo's sense of familiarity was correct. The Bureau of Order temporarily established a simple virtual domain here. The structure was constructed according to the model of a room, and a "blockade" was imposed to reinforce the entire building.
I remember that during the final exam of my internship period, the fight with the Blade-Bite Wolf took place in such a building. Presumably what I saw in front of me was not the original appearance of this building, it was just distorted by the power of the virtual realm.
The effect is also very obvious. Now this building is like a fortress rising from the ground. Even if an accident occurs, even if an enemy with the strength of the defenders comes, they can hold on here and wait for the arrival of reinforcements.
Boluogo felt that the possibility of an accident was unlikely. In order for the first negotiation to proceed smoothly, several action groups and a large number of sublimation practitioners of different levels appeared here. Unless a legion came, Boluogo felt that no one would
Can interfere with any process.
After arriving at the destination, there was still some time before the negotiations started. The field staff dispersed and went to their respective posts. Several hub networks were established and assembled in action groups.
As required by his work, Borogo and Palmer wandered aimlessly in the industrial area.
Irrelevant parties have been eliminated in advance, and there is no need for them to hide their identities as condensers. The ether is ready to move in the body, always ready to burst out and distort the reality of matter.
"You seem nervous," Burlogo said.
"Have it?"
Compared with Boluogo's heavily armed appearance, Palmer's appearance was much more casual. He put his hands in his pockets as if he was going shopping. But in his pockets, Storm Feather was held tightly in his hands and he never let go for a moment.
.
Boluogo looked at Palmer coldly, and Palmer smiled awkwardly, "Well, I am indeed a little nervous."
"To be honest, I think dealing with the devil is better than this job now."
Palmer complained, "The devil can't interfere with reality. The most they can do is talk meaningless nonsense to you and make you uneasy.
But guys like King's Secret Sword are different. You know what they are thinking. Maybe they are planning another extraordinary war. At the moment, these are just the beginnings."
When the Secret War broke out, Palmer was trained, but this did not mean that he did not feel the horror of extraordinary war.
As one of the founding families of the Bureau of Order, the Clerks family has many members in the Bureau of Order, including many people who were familiar to Palmer in his childhood. When Palmer saw them again after the Secret War, it was in
In the family cemetery in Fengyuan Highlands.
The extraordinary disasters we have experienced before, no matter how they expand, will destroy at most a few cities, but once these two behemoths return to the flames of war in the past, it will be a flames of war that will destroy many countries.
Palmer was ready for battle, but not for war.
Palmer asked back, "Aren't you nervous?"
"I'm not nervous," Boluogo shook his head, "I'm the only remaining veteran."
War, Bologg's old friend, is completely opposite to Palmer. Bologg is not worried about the coming of war at all. He is only worried that he does not have enough ability to exert his value in the war.
As time progressed little by little, people from both sides began to enter the scene. From a distance, Boluogo saw them, and their figures were easily identifiable.
They did not enter the building immediately, but were intercepted by the people of the sixth group. Boluogo saw that they seemed to be talking about something, and everything was going as planned.
The moment Bologger looked away, he noticed something.
"Do you feel it? Palmer."
"What?"
Apart from being a little nervous, Palmer didn't feel anything unusual at all. He didn't know what Bologna was talking about.
Bologg sighed. Although both of them were debtors, the depth of their connection with the devil was different. Palmer was just an ordinary debtor to the Scarlet Matron, while Bologg was the chosen astronaut.
Or, for this reason, the two have completely different perceptions of the devil.
The cold winter breeze was mixed with the devil's breath, and Bologger smelled the disgusting smell.
"I can feel the aura of the devil," Boluogo's voice echoed in the heart network, "These madmen have still joined in. The specific situation has not yet been discovered. I am investigating."
The news of Bologg spread quickly, and Palmer's expression became solemn. He took Storm Feather out of his pocket without concealment and followed Bologg forward.
"No abnormality was found in area one."
"No abnormality was found in the second area."
"..."
Reports echoed in the heart network. After Bologg issued the warning, the field staff guarding other locations checked the surroundings, but found nothing.
At present, the industrial zone is still under the absolute control of the Bureau of Order. The main force of the King's Secret Sword is also located outside the industrial zone, and only a small number of negotiators have entered the industrial zone.
Following his intuition, Bologo walked quickly towards the closed building, imagining one possibility after another.
Devils cannot interfere with reality, they can only send driven mortals to act.
Devil? This is impossible. The devil's aura of decay cannot be hidden from anyone, and he will only be executed on the spot. So are there other debtors acting here?
Bologo can confirm the purity of the Bureau of Order, so the unknown debtor should come from the King's Secret Sword.
No, that's not right.
In order to show sincerity and avoid irritating the Order Bureau, the King's Secret Sword negotiating team arriving at this moment are all ordinary people, with only a small number of Sublime Sublime Followers. The list of this group of people was also checked a few days ago, in order to order
Given the capabilities of the bureau, it is impossible not to discover the existence of the debtor.
So is there someone who has been bewitched by the devil, and although he has not handed over his soul, is he accomplishing some dark purpose on behalf of the devil?
All kinds of thoughts whizzed through Boluogo's mind. He was like a bomb disposal expert at the moment. There was a deadly bomb hidden in this huge industrial area, and it could detonate at any time.
A sharp pain invaded Boluogo's mind, and even Aimu was affected by the intense pain. The golden halo in Boluogo's eyes flashed rapidly.
The sensation in the umbilical cord reappeared and was stronger than ever before.
Something is going to happen.
With Boluogo thinking this, he raised his head as if out of control and looked at the pale sky above his head.
On the top of the gray building, a vague figure appeared at some point. He was high up, looking down at everyone.
"What a trick of fate."
Gray looked at the Bureau of Order and the King's Secret Sword, who were about to hold negotiations, and then thought about what he was going to do next, and he felt a sense of great irony.
Sometimes Gray feels that he no longer knows this world, it has become strange and crazy. Gray has no way to accept such a world, nor can he convince himself. He is escaping, sinking his own will, and living like a zombie.
"Damn it, how did he show up here!"
Others also noticed Gray's presence, and roars echoed in the Heart Network.
The Bureau of Order completely sealed off this area. Even if the red dog wanted to break into it, it would be difficult to hide its traces, but Gray reached the top of the building silently.
Gray looked blankly at the field staff below, and raised the scarlet sword blade in his hand. Sharp thorns extended from the hilt and pierced Gray's palm.
There was no blood dripping, and the blood-shifting sword was like a living creature, devouring Gray's blood wantonly, and even got into his flesh.
Even though he was suffering from heartbreaking pain, Gray still looked indifferent. Corpses don't feel pain.
Relying on this secret sword that can tear apart winding paths, Gray silently reached the depths of the industrial area. Now Gray wants to bring more people here.
It sounds a bit fanciful, after all, the blood-shifting sword cannot achieve this level at all, but it is different now, Gray is the one who has received the gift.
The power of evil and madness grows in Gray's body. Along with the ether and blood, they are injected into the Blood Shift Sword, ordering it to break through its limitations and achieve the unattainable power.
Break through the shackles and transcend the limitations.
Gift·Threshold Limit.
Gray swung his sword forward in the air. Under the influence of the gift, the blood-shifting sword briefly broke through the original power constraints, doubled its power, and tore a passable winding path out of thin air.
Like splashing paint on a scroll, the intertwined scarlet traces froze in mid-air, and its edges were as ferocious as jagged edges. Then the scarlet traces turned into winding wounds, which broke instantly, and a strange coagulation of blood could be heard.
"Deal done."
Gray whispered as he stepped into the scarlet scar and disappeared.
Loud roars rang out from within the Scarlet Scar. With the industrial area’s defense power, it would take at least the strength of an army to tear a hole here.
The Shadow King needed such power, so the Tyrant brought him legions.
The Legion of the Silent Ones fell silently onto the battlefield.