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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Eight

"Captain, we found the launch location by looking for the flight path of that strange aircraft." Several scouts who went for reconnaissance reported back. "But except for a few shelves made of felled trees, there was nothing there.

No other findings”

"Why, we have completely surrounded this area, how can this damn heretic escape?" The leader of the team punched the tree trunk, blasting the poor tree into two pieces. "On the opposite side.

What about him? Did they not pay close attention and let him go?"

"Only guys like you, who have the God of Light every day, will let the heretics escape. It is impossible for anyone to pass through the place we are encircling and suppressing!" A man in a black cloak walked over.

"The number of you who came here is less than one-tenth of us. It would be easy for heretics to slip out from you!" The cavalry captain with the Temple of Light pattern on his armor snorted coldly.

"Absolutely impossible. We have covered the entire encirclement with a curse. Even if we force our way through, the alarm above will be triggered." The man in the black cloak said in a cold voice.

"Damn it, why did you let him run away!?" The cavalry captain yelled unwillingly as he watched the encirclement shrink continuously, and finally when the people in the two temples were almost face to face.

"Perhaps, have we fallen into a misunderstanding set by the heretics?" The man in the black cloak said with some doubts. "Judging from the downed aircraft, there is no living creature piloting it. This means that this aircraft is driven by some kind of technology that we don't know about."

, flying automatically!”

"Judging from the remnants at the launch location, although the things that were preset at the site were self-destructed, we can still barely judge that this kind of aircraft can be arranged in advance and wait for the heretics to escape before launching."

The man in black robe covered his eyes with his hood and said in a low voice. "In this case, no matter how fast we respond, we still won't be able to catch those heretics."

"Do you think we don't know what you're talking about? Stop showing off your reasoning, we need a plan of action!" He waved his hand and commanded, tensely watching the men from the Dark Temple return to the opposite side, the light temple cavalry captain said in a bad tone.

"It is impossible for a technology that has never been seen before to appear suddenly. There will definitely be a few clues leaked before. Arrange spies to investigate the new technologies that have recently appeared on this continent. You will always find something."

"Besides, they can pass back and forth freely through the interceptions we have arranged layer by layer, and they will not be discovered by us with such a large aircraft, which shows that these heretics definitely have space magic equipment in their hands. Please ask the superiors to give you artifacts to collect space magic.

Fluctuation is also a solution.”

"Making a large aircraft like this will require a lot of parts. No matter how secretive the workshop is, there will always be parts leaking out. If you exclude all the workshops on the entire continent, you might find something.

"

"Now, do you know what to do?" the leader of the Dark Temple team looked at the Cavalry Captain of the Light Temple opposite as if he were an idiot and said.

"Hmph, as expected of the Dark Temple, which is good at conspiracy and conspiracy, it really has its own tricks!" The cavalry captain of the Light Temple snorted coldly. "Division of labor and cooperation?"

"Is that natural?"

...

"Interesting, those idiots under you have been working hard for more than a month without getting any results, and they still want to ask for an artifact?" The middle-aged man in white robe put down the information in his hand and looked at the sky.

"What if you give a magical weapon to those who are capable and resourceful?" After touching the crystal ball in his hand and handing it to the maid with black wings on his back to take away, the man in black with an evil smile on his face

He said indifferently. "What's more, the artifacts in the temple that humans need to explore the fluctuations of space magic are very interesting. Is Daphne not dead yet?"

"How is it possible? Daphne's godhood has been shattered by us long ago. Although she finally escaped using space magic, she will never survive until now." The middle-aged man in white said with certainty as he looked at the sky.

"Then how should you explain the content of the information in your hand? The content above is not something that can be compiled by people on this continent." The man in black smiled disdainfully.

"They are just a group of stupid people who have been brainwashed by heretical ideas. Just wipe them out." The middle-aged man in white said with a majestic expression as if these people were dead. "In contrast, I am more worried about the Yuan Dynasty.

God's successor has appeared."

"Didn't Yuanshen Shen be killed by us three years ago?" The man in black shook his head. "One of the fragments of the godhead is in your hands, are you still worried about this?"

"When Yuan** Shen self-destructed his godhead, we all evacuated because of injuries. In the more than two years since the godhead fragment was split into my hands, the fire godhead fragment was perfectly copied. I don't know what happened.

One portion." The middle-aged man in white said with some confusion. "Through the induction of this fragment, you can clearly sense that the godhead on the opposite side has begun to merge."

"Isn't the godhead a product of twisted rules, with an absolutely unique surname? Why was it copied?" Upon hearing the news, the smile on the man in black slowly disappeared, and he said in a solemn tone.

"This is also what I am most confused about." After shaking his head, Bai Yi, a middle-aged man, said, "So I suggest that dealing with the successor of the Yuanshen Shen should be put first."

"Oh, can you still go to the mainland after being injured by the Yuanshen's self-destruction?" The man in black snorted coldly.

"You are also seriously injured, how can you go?" The uncle in white said in a cold voice.

"Didn't you have another angel over there recently? Ask her to go down and take a look!" The man in black stood up and said. "Isn't it possible for a successor who has not fully integrated the godhead and has no power of faith to do it?

Lose?"

"You don't need to take care of our affairs!" The middle-aged man in white waved his hand, and the information on the table turned into ashes and disappeared in the wind.

...

"I have obtained the artifact given by my superiors, now I am waiting for the heretic to appear!"

The man in black knelt down and took the artifact from the black-winged woman. He looked at the crystal ball in his hand and smiled evilly.

...

Illusion?

Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling?

Hiding in a remote area, I was taking out parts from the dimensional space and assembling the drone, when I suddenly felt a shock in my heart.

Huh, what I'm doing now is seeking death, so what if it's not good? Could it be worse?

We can only take one step at a time!

After finishing the command of the drone in front of him, he stuffed a stack of materials copied from the simple copier he made into it and put it away, and then started to set the parameters.

The information printed in it is actually nothing, just some political knowledge that can be learned in middle school, such as Marxism, human rights are higher than sovereignty, science defeats superstition, Capital...

..

Basically, these things have no effect on the technological development of this world, but they can greatly disrupt the belief extraction that these so-called gods have woven for thousands of years.

I don’t believe that a guy whose spirit has been armed by capitalism and whose outlook has been corrupted by capitalism can still have the heart to believe in God!

After setting the flight parameters, I quickly left backwards.

A moment later, the delayed ignition device ignited the rocket engine of the unmanned aircraft, and it flew between the forests and towards the west.

The configured drone will continuously drop leaflets during flight.

I know that just throwing flyers will have very little effect.

But after years of continuously distributing leaflets, someone will always start to study the messy things on the leaflets, and my goal has been achieved.

If there is even a trace of doubt about God, how much will the power of faith provided by this person decrease?

call out!

boom!

A white light magic flew in the distance, and then slightly adjusted the angle. The laser-like light magic directly cut the drone in half.

As the fuel in the rocket engine ignited, the drone turned into a fireball and crashed into the forest.

Damn it, I was discovered!

Listening to the footsteps in the forest, I sped up and fled south.

...

"The person has been found, and the rest is up to you." Looking at the figure of the girl emerging from the crystal ball in his hand, the leader of the Dark Temple said to the captain of the Light Temple on the side.

"Aren't you going to the Dark Temple?" The cavalry captain of the Light Temple ordered his men while looking at the man in black robe next to him with an evil look.

"We have few people, not to mention we found people. If you don't go, you will probably be labeled as incompetent by the superiors." The man in black robe carefully put away the crystal ball and said calmly.

"Hmph, let's go!" Seeing that his men had formed an encirclement formation, the Cavalry Captain of the Temple of Light mounted his horse and prepared to set off.

"Reckless." The man in black robe shook his head and left with his men.)

ps: Alas, my black section chief was targeted. It took less than three minutes from the time he ran away screaming in agony to the time he died. It looked like the legendary "three-step fall", used by dog ​​dealers to steal dogs. Look at it.

Xiao Hei was struggling on the ground in pain. He was so weak. I could make h2n2 antibodies, but I couldn't save a dog. I was really helpless. We should eat less dog meat in the future. When a dog poisoned like this is brought to the table, who knows the poison is still there?

Is there any residue left?


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