After the werewolf Fritz finished speaking, a group of people in the cave immediately responded loudly. The crowd's voices were filled with anger, and everyone looked extremely excited, as if they all had a deep grudge against those masked lunatics.
Fritz's words were loud, resonant, and very emotionally stimulating. Although McKennie felt like he had a lot of questions to ask, he didn't dare to interrupt casually when he saw so many people echoing loudly.
He carefully looked around and was surprised to find one or two familiar faces in the cave. He saw the small leader of a certain Wendelani crime family. That family had been wiped out by the Green Arrow last week. He thought that
Everyone has gone to jail, but I didn't expect that one person was missing here.
There was also a thug he had seen before. He seemed to be the bodyguard of a certain big shot, and he was a well-known figure on Wendelani Road. The big shot's power had also collapsed a few days ago, and everyone who should have gone in had gone in.
, I thought that this thug would have died with his master, but I didn’t expect to see him here.
There is also a killer, who is also a veteran who has been operating in Wendelani for many years. Makkeni has had business dealings with him once or twice, so he can't be said to be very familiar with him, but he still knows him.
It seems like there are really dissatisfied people here.
In the midst of the commotion, another voice sounded.
"You said there is something important, so it better be true."
McKenney was startled, and it took him a while to realize that the sound came from above. Many people followed the sound and raised their heads like him, and immediately saw a figure hovering in the air at some point.
It was a man wearing a large robe, which hung down to his ankles like a skirt. Half of his body was tightly wrapped in the robe. From the wide armholes, a pair of white hands like a woman with slender fingers were revealed.
Exquisite.
But what stood in stark contrast to the delicate skin and fingers was what he was wearing on his wrist.
A pair of bracelet-like things, the material of which is dark and unknown. However, the ring is also irregular in appearance, with a rugged shape, extending weirdly upwards from the wrist to the forearm, and looks somewhat like various strange stones.
The pieces are stacked up one after another, and the whole thing looks inexplicably like the face of an unknown creature, which is weird and abnormal.
Some kind of strange and invisible energy was inspired from the pair of bracelets, causing the man to hang in the air, towering over everyone, like an angel.
McKennie was shocked when he saw this scene, and immediately thought that this was a person with the same powers as some superheroes?
"saint."
The werewolf Fritz looked up at this man and spoke in a calm tone.
"I heard that as long as you prove your ability and loyalty to God, you can be blessed to join the headquarters and even be selected as a member of the saints."
The man known as the saint was still hanging in the air and replied in an even colder tone: "Only if you can prove yourself."
It turns out that this organization has been established all over the world, and has developed secretly in many cities on the Earth Planet. They hid underground, avoiding the eyes and ears of the authorities and superheroes, and established a huge dark network structure.
The branches in each region are independent of each other. Members in each region only know the existence of the unified organization, but they have no idea where and who is in the other branches. However, they will get help from the headquarters, avoid those superheroes, and continue to
Secretly win over people who have thoughts of resistance to develop their power.
In this way, even if a branch is discovered and destroyed, they will not be able to reveal the inside information about the organization.
As for the organization headquarters, those who are lucky enough to be selected to receive "blessings" will step into the extraordinary and become permanent members of the headquarters. The more outstanding ones will be selected as "saints", with gods who can directly interact with them.
The power of communication is also the strongest person in the organization.
"The situation is tense now, I don't think I need to explain it in particular." The saint floated in the air and said stiffly, "A total war is coming, and God is actively preparing for the 'advent'.
Saints have a whole world to look after and countless things to do. So you better have a good reason for asking me to make this trip, otherwise..."
"Of course, there is absolutely no more important reason than this." Werewolf Fritz said confidently, "In fact, this is the only thing the organization cares about and the only thing it needs."
He clapped his hands, seeming to give orders through movement.
Soon, the crowd behind them separated like a tide, and a man came out carrying a box. He placed the metal box across a table and stepped aside.
Werewolf Fritz stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pressed the button under the handle of the box. There was a click of the hidden button being unlocked, and a dial was revealed underneath, which turned out to be a combination lock.
He entered the password, and after the verification was passed, the lock clicked open. He opened the metal box and turned it upside down to show it to the saint.
The saint was in mid-air, his eyes widened after just one glance, and his breathing was almost choked.
The small box-like object with a strange structure is lying quietly in the box. Isn't it the "Advent Core" that everyone in their organization has been dreaming about?
The saint, who looked aloof throughout the whole process, then descended from the air and landed at the table. He carefully picked up the small box from the box, let it lie in the palm of his hand, and closed his eyes lightly, as if he was feeling something.
.The others stood aside and waited patiently for him without disturbing him.
"This unique infection wavelength, energy characteristic... is it."
The saint opened his eyes and showed an expression of uncontrollable joy.
"Advent to the Core!"
Only then did he put away his contemptuous attitude and seriously turned his head to look at the killer beside him.
"How did you get it?"
"Strength, plus a little strategy." Werewolf Fritz's voice was still cold, "I think this should be enough to prove ability?"
"Yes, it is indeed enough. This is what the organization needs most at present...I will explain your merits to God, all of you." The saint said.
"I have a better idea. Why don't I go with you?" Fritz said.
The saint's smile faded and he looked at him stiffly for a moment.
"No one but a saint can ever talk to God," he said.
"No one has ever brought back the 'Advent Core'."
The legendary killer of the past was tit for tat and refused to give in.
"How else do I know that you won't take the credit for yourself?"
The saint's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Are you questioning a saint?"
"I don't dare. I'm just trying to win a chance to prove myself." Fritz said, "I think I have just proven my strength, and what I want now is an opportunity to prove my loyalty."
Many people around were echoing loudly. The Wendelani branch only entered a period of rapid development after the Archer duo started their activities. Many of the members present joined the group after being forced into desperation.
But Fritz is not. He is one of the first members to join, and he is one of the most famous killers. He has a leadership temperament and is already quite popular in Vendelani's branch.
The saint looked around and made a mental calculation that this time was indeed a special situation. Coming to the core was crucial. Even the saints around God, no one had made such a major contribution. In addition, it seemed that the leader was in this branch.
It is indeed very prestigious. If he can get the attention of the great god, it will probably be good for the development of the lower-level members.
"Well, you've certainly earned yourself this opportunity, Fritz."
The saint made up his mind and said in a deep voice.
"Then feel honored and terrified, you are about to see the greatest being in the world.
If you are really worthy and have been given the qualifications of a saint by God, then of course we have nothing to say. But if the Lord is not happy to see you...
...Let's just say that you will regret your stubbornness."
"Don't worry, I won't worry about it then." Fritz said nonchalantly, "Just lead the way, we'll see."
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