Before Rianlong could understand the meaning of this sentence, Elode's attack arrived. He called out the former's name and still used the seemingly ineffective flying blade attack.
This time it was a broken piece of glass. When it flew halfway, Elold took action himself and threw two flying knives, one to the left and one to the right.
The two throwing knives thrown last had bright handles, and one blue and one green appeared in the air.
He didn't use the messenger's ability, but just threw it out.
The first piece of glass shot out using the messenger ability has already rushed in front of Li Anlong's face. The scabbard relic on his body flickered again. If you look carefully, you can see that when the glass piece touches the shadow, there seems to be something.
It's stuck on top.
Rianlong received the attack on his face, tilted his head back and then raised it, without any injuries, and fired two bullets at Elold.
At this time, the flying knife for the second attack arrived. It drew an arc in mid-air and aimed at Li Anlong's waist.
The shadow of the scabbard continued to appear and was about to come into contact with it, but suddenly, Elold's third flying knife hit the handle of the second flying knife, changing its speed and angle.
The shadow flickered past, and at the moment it disappeared, the flying knife with a green handle broke through Li Anlong's defense and pierced directly into his heart!
Lianlong groaned, fell backwards, and spurted blood from his mouth.
It is strange to say that the injury this time has not been recovered. The blade actually shot into Li Anlong's chest, which was fatal.
"Do you know where you lost? Newcomer." Elold walked over and picked up the blue flying knife. "The ability of that scabbard is not to change cause and effect, nor to heal the damage you suffered.
But at the moment when the shadow flashes, identify the object hitting you and erase the damage caused by it."
Li Anlong lay motionless on the ground, his face pale, and it looked like his life was slowly passing away.
Elold stood above him, looking into his eyes indifferently.
"There is a slight gap in the activation power of the scabbard. It is like a bad-sector light, which will flash at an extremely fast frequency. I attacked you with a certain pattern before, just to calculate the gap between its activation.
The conclusion is - the time is very short, even faster than the blink of an eye."
"Therefore, my last attack was to throw out three weapons one after another, just to seize that momentary gap and break through your defense..."
Li Anlong listened to him expressionlessly, and then said weakly: "How can we calculate... This is impossible..."
Elold played with the weapon in his hand and sneered: "It can't be done with a human brain, but a 'genius' can do it, and it just so happens that I can borrow the ability of a 'genius'. This is what happened after I was promoted to Playboy.
The biggest reliance.”
After hearing this, Li Anlong sighed with relief, and then became motionless.
Elold knew that he was dead, and finally said: "The flying knife that killed you was the prop used by the lark to perform in the club."
After saying that, he pulled out the green throwing knife from Li Anlong's chest, put it away and walked towards the exit of the stable to check on Missy who was immobilized.
Missy seemed to be petrified, motionless, her eyes were still open, but she couldn't speak.
Elode checked the golden bowl on his back. The ancient writing on it was troublesome because he didn't recognize it and didn't dare to touch it easily. He was afraid that if he touched the bowl, he himself would be immobilized.
At this time, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and Victor, who was rushing in, finally arrived here.
He looked at the dead Police Inspector on the ground with a very ugly look on his face.
Everyone died from flying blades, obviously the work of Elrod.
He dismounted, squatted down and checked each one, and finally found that no one was alive.
So he stood up and looked at the person at the entrance of the stable. Elold also stood up, and their eyes met.
Their eyes met, and Victor realized at this moment that Li Anlong was not among the dead outside.
"Where's Rianlong?" The first thing he asked was Elode.
Elold didn't answer him immediately, but asked instead: "I thought you were dead, Victor Damon."
Victor knew that he was talking about a sneak attack, but fortunately he had the habit of wearing a two-piece suit in advance, so his death would not be unclear.
"If you want to kill me, you have to work harder..." Victor mocked.
Elold shrugged: "You will get what you want."
From the first meeting, the two men were hostile to each other, but until Elold was exposed, Victor never thought that they would come to the point of life and death.
I think back then, Elold helped Victor a lot in the matter of capturing Sullivan.
To say that he was a traitor to the Anti-Suppression Department, Victor would not have expected it at the time and did not want to care.
Although the system of the Ministry of Defense and Suppression has huge loopholes, most people are just hiding their thoughts and will not really stand against the federal government and the Pursuit Bureau.
But now, facing Elold who stood in front of the stage, Victor was able to understand many of the questions he had in the past.
"Were you the one who leaked the information about that train flight?" Victor began to confirm one by one.
Elold raised his eyebrows and replied with a cold face: "That's right."
On the train bound for the east, only the messenger could reveal the whereabouts of the Anti-Suppression Department to the enemy at any time.
"In the case of the serial deaths of Progressive Party members, you were the one who dealt with the traces and deliberately covered up the truth, because you were responsible for organizing the investigation at the time and could enter and leave the crime scene at will." Victor continued to question.
The corners of Elode's mouth raised and he smiled rarely.
Afterwards, Victor told all the previous reasoning and guesses.
Elold remained silent, making no excuses or admissions, but that was no longer important. Victor knew that even if he didn't do it, he still had something to do with it.
"Why? What do you want?"
Victor was very curious about Elrod's motives.
Unlike facing Rianlong, Elold seemed more willing to reveal more information to Victor.
Just listen to him say: "I want to find the secret hidden by the Anti-Suppression Department."
"Didn't you already succeed?" Victor mentioned the other party stealing information from the inner database.
Elold shook his head, indicating that he had not succeeded.
"No, what I'm looking for is hidden very deep, and I can't even touch it at my level."
"What is it?"
"The truth of the world is the legacy of an enlightened person who truly touched the 'mystery'. His name is Shivers. We often mention his name and try to find traces of his sermons."
The name seemed familiar, and Victor couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while, but Elold mentioned "us". Victor caught this and hurriedly asked about the organization behind him.
Elold narrowed his eyes and gave an answer that shocked him - everything has cracks!
"Are you from the Threshold Wound Society?" Victor's expression suddenly changed.
Elold acquiesced, and Victor gritted his teeth and continued to question: "So your purpose is just to find that manuscript?"
"No... that's my goal, not the primary goal of the Wound Association." Elold seemed to feel that he would have the upper hand in the face of Victor, and he became a little conceited. "The first step of their plan is actually to recruit someone.
die."
"Who?" Victor frowned slightly, "If you want to kill someone, do you need to go through such a big detour?"
Elold pinched his throat, coughed twice, and said seriously: "The current President."
