Not long after they walked out, they heard the roar of a motorcycle team coming from behind.
The barber turned around and saw that he was an acquaintance.
"Rhythm!"
He shouted loudly.
Rhythm is really easy to recognize...his prosthetic transformation can be said to be at the level of "explosive transformation".
Not only are there two speakers installed on his shoulders, but the filter-like mask also has a modified amplifier. You can see him from the front of the motorcade from a distance.
Hearing the familiar voice, Rhythm immediately raised his head and squinted his eyes to look over.
Knowing that Rhythm's eyesight was not very good, the barber raised his right index finger, and a dark red flame rose up from it, illuminating his face.
"godfather!"
Rhythm recognized his face, and suddenly became excited and quickly decelerated to a stop.
Hearing his voice, more than a dozen people in the entire convoy stopped immediately.
"Really the Godfather!"
Xisang's little head poked out from the back seat of a motorcycle and let out a cry of joy.
The barber looked closely and realized that the convoy was full of strangled people.
"Why? Are there so many people here?"
The barber walked forward quickly and asked seriously: "Is there something wrong with the strangulation?"
"Ah, that's not..."
Ludong shook his head quickly and explained: "Brother originally went to find the malt wine by himself, as if to discuss something.
"Then he asked me to go back and gather some people, so I ran back and called an emergency meeting... You see, I just came back."
"Pull people?"
The barber asked with some doubts, looking at Xisang.
He remembered that the little magpie who was rescued by the Paradise Birdhouse probably had no fighting ability.
"Well, the eldest brother usually says they are combatants, but he didn't say that this time. He just said he was looking for some 'brothers who are willing to move'. So I gave priority to bringing the ones with high motivation."
Rhythm still had a lot on his mind: "I think it might be some kind of work. At this point, there was an urgent call... I guess it might be some kind of fortification.
"Did you see that shooting star in the sky just now? That was an angel's attack."
"It just so happens that I'm also looking for malt wine."
The barber glanced at Morgan and the two mercenaries behind him: "Can you lend us two motorcycles?"
"You use mine."
The rhythm is very crisp, just get off your motorcycle.
He glanced at Morgan, who was following the barber, and added: "You and this lady can use one... I'll find someone to share a car with."
"Those two... Biggie? Are you called a lone wolf or a wild wolf? Can you squeeze in with our people?"
"no problem."
Bigger immediately nodded in response.
The lone wolf complained: "Why can't you just remember my name..."
Morgan looked at the barber, and their eyes met.
Then she understood something immediately.
If the barber is similar enough to Bluebird...he probably can't drive either.
"I'll do it."
She chuckled, got on the motorcycle, and got used to the operation: "It was me before."
"……Thanks for your hard work."
The barber sat silently in the back seat, awkwardly holding Morgan's waist gently.
Morgan generously stretched out his hands, grabbed the barber's arms around his waist, and pulled them to his waist.
"Hold tight, there's nothing blocking the back of this old-fashioned electric motorcycle... I'm afraid I'll throw you off."
Looking at this scene, Rhythm wanted to speak but stopped.
But he still kept his mouth shut.
"Rest in peace, quickly lead the way for Godfather!"
Rhythm huddled behind An Qi and shouted loudly.
He is such a carefree man, and he almost never uses honorifics in his speech... He only uses "big brother" when calling Strangler, and even the leaders of other organizations call him by his first name.
Although the barber felt that this man was a little rude to him at first and wondered if he was hostile. But later he learned that he was rude to everyone, so it didn't matter.
"Um."
A tall, taciturn man quietly started his motorcycle.
This person is also born without codes, but has not yet become a mage.
Strangled valued him very much and originally trained him as the second-in-command of the organization... But even if the second-in-command of the godfather was parachuted in, An-xi didn't have much reaction.
They soon arrived at the station of eternal tribulation.
Different from the temporary residence built by the Veil of Ignorance out of an abandoned factory, the Eternal Calamity Reincarnation lives directly in the running factory. However, their residence is covered by magic, and from the outside it is impossible to know that there is anyone inside.
Before the convoy arrived, Hangzhou was already standing at the door, welcoming them.
When he saw Morgan, he paused, and the lion frowned slightly.
But after seeing the barber in Morgan's back seat clearly, his brows relaxed.
"Why are you here?"
He came over personally and helped the barber down.
The strangulated lion's face was very serious: "It's dangerous here...it will turn into hell soon."
"That's why I'm coming."
The godfather smiled: "The devil deserves to live in hell."
As he spoke, he looked up at the golden smoke clouds in the sky that had not completely dispersed: "What is that?"
"Holy water missile."
Hangzhou slowly opened his mouth and explained briefly: "A brainwashing weapon."
"...brainwashing weapon?"
The godfather quickly responded: "Does it mean that just breathing the smoke will make people good?"
"almost."
Strangler's face was full of disgust: "That thing is like the 'happiness pill' in uptown.
"As long as you inhale it, it will make people calm and peaceful. But hell, we don't need to detect any happiness. Using this thing on us will only interfere with spiritual energy and 'that thing'..."
"Although the malt liquor tried its best to intercept it...but the gravity in the lower city is reversed. As time goes by, some of it will still float down."
...if the barber guessed correctly.
Those things should actually be "supplies" for angels.
Used to strengthen specific types of Holy Orders
But just like his "Aura of Despair", most of the powers in this world require different types of emotional stimulation... and the interference of another powerful emotion will itself block the conditions for the activation of the original extraordinary power.
"You come with me first."
Strangler patted the barber's shoulder and motioned for him to follow: "Come in and talk."
In public, the secrets about "spells" cannot be revealed, so many things cannot be said.
He is not the kind of person who likes to tell riddles, so he might as well take the barber away.
"You should follow...Miss Xisang."
the barber whispered to Morgan.
After Morgan nodded, he turned back to Bigger and said: "You stay here for a while, I will mention your matter to Malt Liquor later."
"...Actually, if you still have something serious to do, you can do other things first."
Bigger hesitated.
He didn't want to, didn't want to...and didn't dare to waste the time of the two leader-level figures because of his "little personal matters".
I saw the Eternal Calamity Reincarnation and the White Lion Group getting nervous, and it felt like it was a major event related to angels.
Although he had said that he wanted to change the mercenaries before, at this time, he became a little hesitant again.
The barber knows very well that how to deal with this kind of person is all he needs to do is give him a strong push at this time.
"Peace of mind."
The barber nodded, glanced at the husky who was looking around excitedly, paused and added: "You are optimistic about the lone wolf."
"Yes, Lord Godfather."
Bigger pricked up his ears and replied respectfully.
Under the guidance of Strangler, they quickly entered a small cubicle.
A soundproof barrier should be installed here. Once you enter here, the roar of the machines outside will disappear instantly.
Only then did the barber see clearly... There were only three people in this room, including himself.
He raised his eyebrows, becoming somewhat interested.
Strangulation and ale…
If he remembered correctly, the relationship between the two people could not be considered familiar or friendly.
Considering that this meeting place is the base of eternal reincarnation.
This should be the result of Malt Liquor's invitation to strangulate...
But after talking about strangulation, not only did he not leave, but he asked Rhythm to go back and move some people over... He even didn't even summon any combatants.
What happened that made Maltwine ignore the other mages and summon them alone to strangle them?
And most importantly...
The godfather sat next to Strangler, on the seat opposite the ale, with his legs crossed.
"Ale," he spoke slowly and bluntly, "are you deliberately not informing me of this matter because you want to deceive me?"
When they are in the dream world, they can communicate with each other.
Even without a chip, communication is still possible.
But he didn't know that he was going to come here for a meeting today...
"How could that happen?"
Malt Liquor showed a harmless smile: "Don't you still serve as the aide to the strangulation, Godfather.
"I didn't ask you to come because I think... this is the only thing where you don't necessarily have the right to speak compared to strangulation. You shouldn't be allowed to interfere with his thoughts."
"She just asked me a question."
Without waiting for Malt Liquor to sow discord further, Strangler spoke directly: "If her purpose is to expand the lower city... then what is the maximum price that must be paid for me to turn a blind eye to the extent of her unjust deeds."