As the Silent Ones withdrew into the closed building, like an intermission, the battle ushered in a brief lull. Instead of breathing a sigh of relief, everyone became more alert and efficient.
Some people checked the corpses, looked for survivors, and tried to interrogate something from their mouths, but this move was quickly stopped by Yas.
"Don't try, they won't get anything out of their mouths."
Yas came to a dying Silent Man and stomped on his head without mercy.
In Yas's long career, he had fought against the Silent Ones several times, and he knew very well what a strange group of existence they were.
The Silent People all have the same face and body. During the research of the Order Bureau, they once suspected that all the Silent People were split from the same person. What is even more bizarre is that according to the records, the Silent People's
Its existence can be traced back to the Dawn War.
There are many unsolved mysteries in this world, and the Silent Ones are one of them. Few people know the full story of this mysterious mercenary, even the Bureau of Order.
But what is known is that the Silent Legion seems to have no self-will. All their actions are for commissions. It is not their original wish to attack the Bureau of Order. It is just that some people have paid a high price.
An equal transaction, nothing more.
Yas held the blazing white ether sword in his hand. The light-forged blade twisted slightly with the fluctuation of energy. Yas took off his mask and scanned the battlefield with tired eyes.
"Who hired the Army of the Speechless?"
Doubts flashed through his mind, and Yas thought of the identity of the employer almost at the same time the question arose.
King's Shield Guard.
Apart from them, Yas couldn't think of anyone else who would dare to do this. The current situation was only in their interests. What surprised Yas next was that the King's Shield Guard actually had the means to contact the Legion of the Silent Ones.
You must know that the Legion of the Silent Ones has no self-will and no distinction between justice and evil. They are a pure mercenary army. Enemies can hire them, and the same is true for the Bureau of Order.
During the most difficult period of the Secret War, the Bureau of Order once had the idea of hiring the Legion of the Silent... at least before the King's Secret Sword hired them. However, when they put it into action, the Bureau of Order discovered that they did not have any
A means of contacting the Legion of the Speechless.
No one knows how to hire the Legion of the Unspeakable.
Jeffrey ordered, "Remove the virtual realm."
After a brief moment of calm, a slightly panicked voice came back.
"There is an abnormality in the virtual domain, and we can't control it!"
The voice continued, "We have lost control of the virtual domain, and now it is completely blocked!"
Before he finished speaking, many textures appeared on the surface of the closed building. They formed a series of flooded illusory walls, completely wrapping the closed building.
Someone tried to attack the light curtain, and the two ethers collided violently. After high-intensity fluctuations burst out, the ether dispersed, and the light curtain remained calm.
Jeffrey's eyes were gloomy. The control of the Void Realm was taken away, which made him unexpected. Only an extremely powerful alchemist could do this. But thinking that the enemy was the mysterious Silent One, he felt that such a thing would happen.
A piece of cake.
"The high wall that defends the enemy has in turn become the enemy's fortress."
Jeffrey stepped over the corpses and came to Yas's side. He looked up at the towering gray building. The blockade of the virtual realm was strengthening the building, and the bricks and stones were as tough as steel.
"How long will it take to lift the virtual realm?"
"I don't know," Yas shook his head. "The people present are all field staff responsible for combat operations. This kind of thing must be left to the people who sublimate the furnace core. They know how to disarm this thing."
Jeffrey asked, "When will they be in place?"
"Ten minutes." came the response from the Heart Network.
The excellent field staff contacted the Sublimation Furnace Core after the Silent Ones withdrew into the building, and they are rushing here at full speed.
No one expected that such a big mess would occur in just the first negotiation.
"What is Gold doing?"
Jeffrey asked in a low voice. Among the team leaders present, the most powerful one was Gold, but he had no intention of taking action from beginning to end.
"I'm watching the red dog," Gold's voice echoed in the ears of the two of them, "You all know what a cunning guy he is, maybe this is a play he acted?"
"Trying us to start a war with the King's Shield Guard? It's not impossible."
When Jeffrey recalled things related to Red Dog, he felt depressed and angry. Red Dog was a troublesome guy. During the Secret War, he brought a lot of trouble to the Bureau of Order.
After so many years, the hatred continued by the Secret War still burns in the hearts of these people, and Red Dog is undoubtedly the one they are most eager to burn.
"Are you ready to attack?"
Kemp walked over, and behind him was the assembled sixth group.
"It's in vain."
Jeffrey shook his head and rejected Kemp's proposal. When the virtual realm was enveloped, they thought of a fortress. Even if they could overcome the defense, it would take a long time and consume a lot of money. It would be better to wait for the arrival of the sublimation furnace core.
Most importantly, such actions have little value.
The shocking thing about the Silent People is that they never care about their own life or death. When they arrive here, they are no different from the dead.
Whether to attack by force is just a matter of deciding when they will die.
Jeffrey confirmed again, "Are there any high-value targets in the closed building?"
"No, our negotiation team hasn't gone in yet, and the same goes for the King's Secret Sword. It's just a decorated venue, there's nothing there."
A voice answered, he was a member of the logistics department.
The Logistics Department did not appear on the frontal battlefield, but hid in an underground bunker somewhere. It was they who established and maintained such a huge network of hubs.
"Wait a moment!"
His voice sounded again, but this time it became extremely anxious.
Jeffrey's heart sank, "What's wrong?"
"I don't know what's going on, but according to the report, there is a high-value target in the virtual domain."
"what?"
"I don't know. The report just says the value is very high."
He looked at the permission mark on the report. Although it didn't specify what it was, he could tell its importance from the permission mark.
"Yes...it was marked by the deputy director."
The person with the highest authority next to the director, the identity of the other party is obvious, only deputy director Nesanil.
"Deputy Director? Is he involved in this matter?"
For the first time, Jeffrey's voice was out of control. The deputy director was elusive and rarely participated in the various decisions of the Bureau of Order. Even the Field Department, which he was directly responsible for, was in a state of self-operation most of the time.
It is even said that many young field staff have never seen Nathaniel.
But now that Nethanil's name suddenly appeared in this operation, it is difficult to imagine what kind of inside story was involved in this negotiation.
After making eye contact with Yas, Jeffrey shouted loudly, "Find a way to conquer the virtual realm!"
No matter what is inside, it is definitely not something simple that deserves Nesanir's label.
The rest of the people immediately moved and began to bombard the light curtain. The sixth group was the one who contributed the most. The other field staff had various secret powers, but they were unable to distort the light curtain and wanted to conquer the virtual realm.
, what is needed is pure ether.
This is a pure confrontation between ether and ether. As the sixth group of origin schools, they are the best battering rams.
But this is not enough, we must race against time.
"Don't we have any prior arrangements in a closed building?"
Jeffrey shouted, with the rigor of the field department, such a thing should not have happened.
Others did not dare to look at Jeffrey. At this moment, his eyes exuded a terrifying aura. A few seconds later, a familiar voice sounded.
"Leave it to me, I can deal with them."
A voice resounded in the heart network. Jeffrey heard the voice and his anxiety became much calmer.
The blood flowed back into the body, and the wound healed. Boluogo picked up the dark bite and stood up from the gradually thinning pool of blood.