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Chapter 92 The Battle of Breaking the Game VI

 The city hall is burning.

The eldest sister frowned and looked at the half-collapsed building. The firelight reflected on her face, making her look extremely ugly.

She turned around and saw that almost all of her subordinates were injured. The gunnery commander was hit by a flying stone and is still unconscious. Twenty hands had a long gash, and his face was as white as a sheet of paper after losing too much blood.

It was a big loss this time.

But what made her even more angry were the dragon worshipers who were vaguely surrounding them, wearing black robes with the emblem of a broken-horned dragon head on their robes.

"These ungrateful bastards, how dare they surround us!?"

The eldest sister gritted her teeth and said to Twenty.

Twenty shook his head and talked about being grateful to the cultists. How funny is this? He sighed and said, "Let's wait until the president comes. You can't count on these cultists. We and they are just using each other."

"If it weren't for us, these bastards wouldn't even be able to enter the illusion! How could they choose such useless guys and only know how to attack their own people?"

The eldest sister complained very dissatisfiedly

Twenty didn't answer, but silently looked at the Dragon Worshipers in the distance, their expressions were very calm, and the look in their eyes seemed to be thinking about something.

After a while, everyone saw a group of people walking out of the forest.

As soon as the eldest sister saw the leader, she couldn't help but relax. She clenched her fists and cursed these Dragon Worshipers secretly, and then walked over there unconsciously.



Bane, son of the raven, glanced coldly at the few approaching selectors in front of him, with a trace of disdain flashing in his silver right eye.

He said coldly: "You are late."

He is a one-eyed dragon with a blind left eye. It looks like there is only a piece of white left, but it is actually an inorganic glass ball.

The one he looked at contemptuously with his remaining intact eye was none other than the current president of the Dragon Fire Guild.

The other party is a young man who is a little too young.

After listening to Ben's words, the latter looked down at his pocket watch, then picked it up and shook it in front of the other party, shaking his head: "You are mistaken, there is still a quarter of an hour."

Ben looked at the young man, grinned, and showed a ferocious smile: "You may not understand, generally speaking, no one dares to arrive later than me. Anyone who arrives later than me is considered late."

"Then someone dares to do it now," the president of the Dragon Fire Guild raised his head and glanced at him: "Bane, Son of the Raven, I heard that you lost your eyeball in a duel, and you still have one.

If you are young and live well, you shouldn’t want to become a blind man, right?”

Ben's eyes turned cold, he pulled out a blunderbuss and pointed it at the young man's forehead, pulled the hammer open with a click, and said angrily: "You dare to provoke me?"

The young man seemed to carelessly move his hand and swiped the muzzle of the gun aside: "If you have the guts, just shoot. If you don't, just get away. Don't make people feel like you are a slut."

Like a lost dog, it makes people laugh."

Ben was so angry that his face turned red and his veins bulged. He wanted to pull the trigger several times, but something came to his mind and he endured it. He gasped and took back the gun. "Spare your life."

The young man looked at him with a teasing look and sneered.

This sneer made Ben almost go crazy, but before he stormed off, a man in a robe came out from behind him, patted his shoulder with his hand and said, "Okay, Ben."

This gentle pat made Ben tremble and calm down, and he stood motionless on the spot with his face pale, as silent as a chill.

When the young man saw this man, he became a little more serious and asked: "Your Excellency, are you the 'messenger'?"

The man nodded, looked at the latter and asked: "Mr. Xu, have you found the 'key'?"

The young man shook his head: "Hu Di has stayed in this illusion longer than anyone else. Our people can't catch up with him at all. I just didn't expect that he didn't tell the truth to everyone."

The man gave him a faint look.

He suddenly asked out of mind: "Is that 'thing' still useful?"

"What?" The eldest sister who had just walked over was stunned and looked at her boyfriend curiously.

The young man was slightly startled, and his expression changed imperceptibly. He hesitated for a while, and then slowly nodded: "It's just like what you said, it is indeed effective."

"As long as it works." The man replied: "Now you should know whether what we said is true or false. This mission is extremely important to the organization, and the 'key' is the top priority in the plan and cannot be missed.

.”

"Mr. Messenger." The young man was silent for a moment and replied: "I think I probably know what to do. Although we have temporarily lost Hu Di's whereabouts, I can probably guess where he will go in the end."

The man looked at him silently.

The young man thought for a moment, then walked over and whispered to the man.

But the latter listened without comment and only replied: "I believe in you again, but this time there is no price. Hu Di is the person you elected, do you understand what I mean?"

The young man nodded, looked back at his girlfriend, and said to her: "You and Twenty stay here."

The eldest sister was stunned for a moment and looked at him in disbelief: "You...are you leaving me here as a hostage?"

"You are the chosen one," the young man said coldly: "So what if you are a hostage? Will you really die?"

The eldest sister was so angry that she bit her lip, looked away and said, "Very good, whatever you want."

The young man turned around and said to Twenty on the side: "Twenty, take care of her. I'll be back soon."

Twenty glanced at the other party silently and asked: "I'm better at tracking, how about I go with you?"

The young man shook his head and was about to say something.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the forest, and the scream swept across the forest, causing the entire forest to flutter and shake.

The needles of the pines and cypresses fell to the ground.

Everyone turned back in that direction.

"That is the incarnation of the Dragon's Golden Eyes."

The man narrowed his eyes slightly and was the first to rush in that direction.

The young man was stunned for a moment and then followed. Then the Dragon Worshipers and other members of the Dragon Fire Guild also followed their leader and president.

The eldest sister was still angry at first, but when she saw this scene, she could only grit her teeth and chase after her.



At the top of the tree, about twenty feet above the ground, a pale golden light flashed slightly, and a clockwork fairy swayed, almost falling to the bottom under the impact of the scream.

Fang Plover was startled.

He quickly rushed forward to catch the clockwork fairy before it fell into the bushes. He looked back with a cold sweat.

The screams should have come from the forest in the direction of the city hall. He didn't expect that the incarnation of the Dragon's Golden Eyes was still there.

This was mainly because during Traveler's Rest, the impressive tracking ability of the incarnation of Dragon Horn left a deep psychological shadow on him. The other party seemed to be able to accurately sense the crown on his body anywhere.

Imprint that thing that the other party calls Cang Zhihui.

Then lock him firmly and find him immediately no matter where he is.

But here, the incarnation of Dragon Golden Dragon didn't target him as the first target, which made him feel a little at a loss for a while.

Because Fang Yu feels that guys like this who are particularly unlucky are usually the protagonists in various movies.

It seems that he is not the protagonist

Fang Yu didn't know whether he was happy or worried for a moment.

He took back the clockwork fairy, and Hongye asked from the side: "How is it?"

"What's the point?" Fang Pultru hadn't recovered yet and asked, "You ask about Dragon's Golden Eyes?"

Hongye rolled his eyes: "Are you stupid? I was asking you about the situation outside. Didn't I hear that female lizard screamed so loudly? Do I still need to ask you?"

"Aren't you curious what happened?"

"What's so curious about this? I wish it would be as far away from us as possible." Hongye replied angrily.

Fang Plover scratched his head and said honestly, "I thought you were eager to seek revenge on it."

Hongye's face turned red. "I was so angry that I lost my mind. How could I seek revenge on it? Is there any point other than sending one more head? That's not revenge, it's self-humiliation."

She suddenly looked at Fang Plover suspiciously: "You asked that on purpose because you wanted to make me laugh?"

"Ah?" Fang Plover was startled: "No, no, I just mentioned it casually."

"I'm sorry you don't dare either."

"I said, can you two stop flirting here, and can you tell the poor Papalar people what is going on outside?" Parker jumped up and down under the bushes, but couldn't see anything.

Not to the situation outside.

Hongye was so angry that he kicked the guy far away: "A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth."

Fang Lu saw Parker patting his butt and getting up as if nothing was wrong. He guessed that this guy was used to being bullied by Tianlan. He turned around and looked at Sylvester again, only to see that the noble girl was also waiting for his answer, so

Letting go of the clockwork fairy in my hand once again

The outside of the bushes is actually the outskirts of Haggerston Cemetery, and the looming lights of Fogshield Manor can be seen in the distance.

There is a small hazel grove between Cemetery Road and Misty Shield Manor, with a wide carriage road crossing it.

Presumably thirty years ago, the nobles of Dolifen rode in black carriages and wore black funeral attires to attend the funerals of their relatives and celebrities.

Further into the woods, there is the shadow of a tall building, like a two-headed giant, standing above the canopy of trees. It is Hostings Cathedral.

In fact, Hagerstown Cemetery was originally part of the church. Before the clergy left, they had been taking care of the cemetery part-time.

After all, in this fantasy world, if the dead cannot find rest, they will turn into real wraiths.

Just like now.

Fang Plover saw some dots of firelight in that direction through the clockwork fairy, and there were quite a few of them. If nothing else, those people should be followers of the Dragon Worship Cult.

However, there was thick mist lingering in the woods, and the Dragon Worshipers seemed to be always wandering around the periphery, not approaching the cathedral.

Only then did Fang Plover take back the clockwork fairy. "There are people outside, quite a lot of them."

"Then what should we do?" Hongye asked: "We can kill them while they are not paying attention?"

"The average level of the followers of the Dragon Worship Cult is higher than that of the Dragon Fire Guild. Are you sure we can get in?" Fang Plover asked curiously.

Hongye immediately closed his mouth.

She just mentioned it casually. In the past few days, she had fought against the Dragon Worship Cult and the Dragon Fire Guild countless times. Of course, she knew the strength of the other party.

Fang Yu thought for a while and then said: "But there is no chance. First of all, it is night, which is conducive to offense rather than defense. Secondly, the fog in the forest is a bit strange. I think this may be related to the scene mission of this place, but

This is also more beneficial to us.”

When he said this, he paused, picked up a branch from the ground, and drew a sketch of Hostings Church, which is actually a crooked rectangle: "I think we can split up, work in groups of two, and

Parker, who is better at sneaking, and Miss Siesta, who is the most powerful in combat, enter the church with the Zealot's Mark of Sacrifice and the Stalwart's Mark of Martyrdom respectively. The others are responsible for bluffing and coordinating, so the chance is greater than breaking out alone.

Much more."

He looked up at the others and asked, "What do you think?"

Before Hongye had time to express his position, the Papalar man on the side quickly raised his short, fat little hand and said eagerly: "I think it's okay!"

Fang Plover gave this guy a strange look, thinking that this guy had the wrong string. He originally thought it would take a lot of effort to convince him.

Sylvide shook her head: "I can only partially agree with this plan. Just imagine, Mr. Captain, what's the difference between working in pairs and acting individually? If it is discovered by the Dragon Worshipers, the result will not change.

"

"Act separately?"

The noble girl nodded: "Everyone acts separately, the goals are more scattered, and the water is muddier, isn't it?"

Fang Yu felt that it made sense. He was about to speak, but Sylvester interrupted him and continued: "In addition, one of the two marks is best carried by the captain."

"Me?" Fang Yu was stunned. He didn't understand why Sylvide chose him. He was the weakest one among these people. Although he 'exploded' the equipment by killing Fox, he got a Walker Type III Flexible

Construction, but this thing still needs to be debugged and at the very least, it needs to be replaced with a non-attribute core crystal.

Sylvide should know this, right?

He couldn't help but look at the other party in confusion.

But the noble lady replied: "Because no one here knows the core of this task better than you. This is the simplest logic. For others, they know it but don't know why. What will happen if there is an emergency?

"

Hongye subconsciously wanted to retort. In her opinion, this guy was stupid and had no fighting ability. She didn't feel comfortable handing such an important thing to him.

But after listening to Sylvide's words, he couldn't help but nodded: "What Miss Sylvide said makes sense, Ed, I think you should adopt it."

Fang Yu looked at the other party dumbfounded.

My heart said to Hongye, how come you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, have betrayed the revolution? Although what Sylvide said is indeed very reasonable, according to the habits of noble ladies,

Fang Yu always felt that the reason why the other party asked him to get this thing might not be that simple.

He hasn't forgotten how the other party deceived him in El Paxin.




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