Hearing Raphael's words, Thales couldn't help but be slightly startled.
In the black hole, the black prophet's sneer came again.
Miranda was slightly shocked, clenched her fists, and looked at Raphael with a somewhat complicated look.
damn it.
This self-righteous guy.
She looked at Raphael, who was completely different from three years ago, and felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart.
Cohen sneered unhappily: "It's a good idea...it's a pity that you are so smart."
"If it weren't for the contributions of those 'smarty' people in the dark," Raphael glanced at him and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "You wouldn't even have a chance to stand here, Master Karabiyan."
Cohen looked at Raphael and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You know," the security officer shrugged and said to Raphael full of resentment, "I suddenly remembered our family motto, 'The strong die by the sword, the wise die by conspiracy.'"
"Oh?" Raphael chuckled with unknown meaning, his eyes were cold: "Then you must have died by the sword, Your Majesty the Strong One?"
Cohen let out a breath of dissatisfaction: "That's it..."
"You two," Miranda interrupted them, and the swordswoman raised her eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly: "That's enough, this is in front of His Highness."
Cohen and Raphael snorted disdainfully at the same time.
Thales and Little Slippery exchanged helpless looks.
The young man from the secret department turned his head, took a deep breath, and continued the topic: "As for the second accident."
"It's Rumba."
Thales' eyebrows moved: "What's wrong with Lumba?"
"His manpower is very efficient. From Comas to the underground gang's connections, and even the Shadow Shield, his actions are smooth and orderly." Raphael replied solemnly.
From the other end of the black hole, there was the sound of slightly accelerated breathing.
"In order to prevent Nunn and the darkroom from detecting Lumba's actions in advance, we have made countless plans and thrown out a lot of baits," Raphael lowered his head and said to the people on the other side of the black hole: "But thanks to Lumba's extraordinary
With ordinary efficiency and ability, I didn’t put much effort into the secret science.”
"But it wasn't until last night that I discovered that Rumba had done many things that were not originally planned." Raphael said coldly.
Thales pursed his lips: "For example?"
"For example, the army," Raphael said lightly: "In the original plan, Lombard didn't need so many troops at all, but he still transported them in."
Thales frowned: It's true.
In the turbid air, the cold snort of the Black Prophet could be heard.
"Another example of you," Raphael looked at his two contemporaries, ignoring Miranda who was deep in thought and Cohen who was confused: "You are pursuing the Sword of Disaster and following the clues of the magic gun assassination in the Lombard Army.
, and chased him all the way to Longxiao City."
Wyatt narrowed his eyes and looked at his single-edged sword, remembering Cohen and Miranda's suspicions about No Return.
strangeness.
The power of termination taught by Mr. Chatiel...
Why...
"These accidents," at this moment, the hoarse voice of the Black Prophet suddenly sounded faintly: "What do you think?"
Raphael raised his head slightly and closed his eyes: "I feel something is wrong."
"Something's wrong?"
Cohen sighed: "Even I can see that you have been fooled by Rumba."
But Raphael just continued to close his eyes and meditate, ignoring Cohen.
"There is another question," Thales couldn't help but said: "Have you figured it out? What exactly does Lumba want to do?"
Neither Raphael nor the Black Prophet responded.
A few seconds later, Black Prophet suddenly spoke:
"Then have you figured it out?"
Raphael's eyebrows twitched: "Is it the Shadow Shield's fault?"
Everyone was startled again.
Especially Thales.
He thought again of the conversation between Lombard and the man named "Diezi".
Thales did not speak - he knew that maybe the two people from the secret department would answer his questions.
But Black Prophet just smiled coldly.
"The accident of disaster is not the reason for Nuen's death," Morat said coldly: "The accident of Lumba is not about whether he is powerful or not, but about how he did it."
Listening to the Black Prophet's voice, Thales suddenly felt shuddering.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that there seemed to be a strange emotion in Black Prophet's words.
Raphael suddenly opened his eyes and said with confusion: "Could it be that..."
The Black Prophet's next words made everyone frown and be puzzled.
"There is a subspecies of cuckoos in the Western Continent, which generally live in the East China Sea Territory and the South Coast Territory of the Stars." Black Prophet continued to speak in his hoarse and scary voice: "The way they lay eggs is very special. They always lay eggs.
The eggs are laid in other bird's nests, and their offspring are raised by relying on the other bird's resources, care and feeding."
"Therefore, this kind of cuckoo bird that uses other people's nests to raise its own offspring is also called a 'deceptive angel'." Morat said coldly.
Thales' eyes turned: What do you mean?
While everyone else was confused and confused, Raphael was the only one who remained silent for a long time, his brows twitching.
After a few seconds, Raphael's expression returned to his usual relaxed and indifferent expression.
"I figured it out," Raphael said calmly: "I just don't know when..."
"That's not important," Black Prophet interrupted him rudely: "What's important is, are you ready?"
Raphael took a deep breath, and under the strange eyes of others, he nodded slightly:
"Yes."
"Very good," the Black Prophet who only heard his voice sneered: "Your test has only really begun now."
Raphael stood up and slowly clenched his right fist.
The next second, under everyone's widened eyes, the strange black hole on Raphael's right arm began to shrink, and the terrifying sharp teeth around the big "mouth" gradually moved closer to the center.
"Good luck, Your Highness," in the squirming black hole, Morat could only be heard sighing slightly: "What a pity, Dragon Blood."
Thales was stunned for a moment, and then realized that their contact with the Black Prophet was about to be cut off.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the skin on Raphael's hands slowly healed.
The black hole just disappeared.
Raphael's arm is intact and smooth as before.
Except for that dazzling torture mark.
Morat Hansen's voice no longer rings.
"Damn it," Miranda looked at his arm and gritted her teeth: "What on earth is this?"
"It's a small secret trick," Raphael shook his head: "It doesn't matter... What matters now is our next step."
Unwilling to do so, Miranda was about to continue asking, but was stopped by Cohen, who shook his head.
"Next step," Thales withdrew his gaze from Raphael's monster arm, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Aren't we going to break out?"
Raphael shook his head.
"I always thought that the sudden madness of the disaster attracted most of the power, resulting in the defense of Longxiao City being empty, so King Nuen was assassinated without any power to fight back," the young man from the secret department pulled down the button on his right hand.
Blocking the mark with his sleeve, he said calmly: "I have always thought that the efficient actions of Lomba's subordinates were due to his well-organized and well-prepared actions."
"I was wrong."
Thales showed a questioning expression.
Raphael didn't leave him wondering for long.
"The defense around King Nun is so empty, not only because of the fear of disaster, but also because someone asked him to do this - such as sending out all the White Blade Guards, such as the Clearance Patrol," Raphael showed a smile, like
It solved the mystery that had troubled them for many years: "And the reason why Lomba's operations can be so smooth, and even the army can be transported into the city quietly, is definitely not because of the efficient operation of the Black Sand Territory."
For a moment, Thales frowned.
He sensed that something wasn't right in the atmosphere: something was wrong with everyone else.
Miranda's eyes flashed, as if she realized something, she slowly turned in one direction.
Cohen watched Miranda's movements, took a deep breath, and slowly put the sword on his waist.
Huaiya seemed to feel something. He raised his head suddenly and held the sword at his waist with an ugly expression.
Rolf also frowned and looked at the thick door at the end of the cell.
Everyone looked towards the door.
In other words, what's outside that door.
Thales' face turned pale.
The next moment, he and Little Slippery were both being protected by Wyatt and Rolf.
Raphael continued to speak, but in a solemn tone: "For today, you can't imagine how many resources and connections we have invested, Your Highness."
"When you set foot on the border of Exeter, 'Dragon's Blood' has become the inevitable trend and there is no turning back." The young man from the secret department drew out his sword, turned around, faced the thick door, and took a deep breath:
"Only one Rumba, even with their gangsters, can't reverse the ending we set."
Raphael's eyes became extremely sharp: "But Lumba and the others did it."
"They completely destroyed the secret department's plan and reversed the outcome in one fell swoop."
Thales's heart moved: "You mean..."
"They reversed the situation in the most disadvantaged situation, knocked down Nunn instantly, and put the situation in Lombard's hands, Your Highness," Raphael turned around and looked at the thick door of the cell calmly.
: "They are like that kind of 'deceitful angel', using the nest of the Kingdom's secret department and the plans we have carefully prepared for many years to hatch the results they want."
Everyone entered the highest alert and looked at the thick door that separated the inside and outside of the cell.
"This is a game in the dark, but we made the wrong opponent." Raphael narrowed his eyes, a pair of eyes reflecting red light in the darkness. "The person sitting on the other end of the chessboard is neither Rumba nor his."
A crony, let alone a Shadow Shield."
Thales' mind moved and he thought about many things.
For example...why did King Nun think that the Sword of Disaster was involved in Morar's death?
"This style, this method, as far as I know," Raphael nodded, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp:
"Only belongs to one person."
"A person we always thought would only stand on King Nunn's side."
No one spoke.
Thales gently held the jc dagger and began to hold his breath.
Behind him, the little slipper asked tremblingly: "What happened again?"
Thales shook his head.
Click.
The thick door was opened.
Everyone in the cell became nervous instantly!
A figure slowly walked into the dark cell.
Light on your feet.
"Sorry to disturb you," the visitor said with a gentle voice, polite and kind:
"It's just that you haven't broken through yet... so I had no choice but to come up and take a look."
The moment he saw the person clearly, Thales' eyes froze.
His heartbeat started to speed up.
She was a kind and kind old woman wearing a red robe.
Nice smile.
"Since that old man can let you be responsible for the disaster of blood alone, he must be absolutely sure," the kind voice continued: "So, this kid from the secret department, I want to ask you..."
Under Thales' complicated eyes, the person in charge of Exeter's "dark room", Ms. Cassan, known as the Scarlet Witch, slowly raised her head.
The old woman showed a wrinkled smile to Raphael with a solemn face, and said the next sentence in a friendly tone: