There was an explosion, and the steel gate of the Platinum Tower burst open. The man in the iron mask held his head in his hands to protect his vitals and charged. However, the expected ambush explosion did not appear. The entire first floor was quiet and dim, and the tall bookshelf dimmed the dim light of the wall lamp.
It casts a long shadow, which looks like a guard and a tombstone.
The sound of gunfire outside stopped for a while, and the attackers quickly rushed into the Platinum Tower to rest. When they were about to approach the door, the gunmen guarding the main entrance had already dispersed, and the attackers had no intention of pursuing them - the mission target was
In front of their eyes, they can distinguish the importance.
Snapped!
When the steel door closed heavily, the chief manager casually pulled out a book from the bookshelf, lit a lighter and took a look: ""Illustrated Book of Ancient Dragon Species"? It is a rare treasure, but there are probably only a handful of dragon beasts recorded on it.
, after a few decades, maybe everyone will not believe that there was an ancient dragon species before...it will be useless to keep it."
He lit the book and stuffed it into the bookshelf. The weather was dry during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the bookshelf quickly caught fire. The raging fire consumed the entire bookshelf and illuminated the dim first-floor hall.
"Are there any casualties?" the chief steward asked.
"Two died." Someone in the brotherhood said: "One is your man, and the other is our 'Greedy'. He couldn't avoid it, he was hit by a bullet in the head, and he fainted to the ground."
There were Wei Weiwei and Yan Tong operators outside, and they fainted with a gun in their head. The outcome was basically doomed.
Le Yu looked around and found that the cursed hunter who had his hamstrings cut off by Cicada Chenchen and severely injured his tailbone was also dragged in. He was surrounded by other cursed hunters and seemed to be undergoing emergency treatment. After a while, the hunter holding the cane also recovered.
Fighting ability.
Although he had expected it, Le Yu couldn't help but be secretly frightened.
Only two died!
He laid the groundwork, pretended to be a ghost, and set up dragnets one after another. He even had a group of vicious agents like Yan Tong as the executors. He spent a lot of effort to lay out the "Road to Hell", but actually only killed them.
Two people!
The combat power is not lost, but there is still strength left!
So scary!
These people must not be left behind!
"Then only one person dies." The chief manager said easily.
The others were startled. They saw with their own eyes the man in iron mask named 'No. 2' having his head cut off by the teacher from the Royal Academy. Doesn't that count? Or is it that they don't treat people as human beings when they save the country and provide relief, so it doesn't count.
Someone died?
Snapped!
Suddenly a corpse was thrown out, it was the headless corpse of No. 2. Everyone didn't look carefully just now, but now their expressions changed - there was no blood where the neck was broken!
Another man in iron mask carried his head over, like a piece of furniture with a mortise-and-tenon structure. He pressed No. 2's head against the broken part of his neck, making a sound like gears biting.
Although it was unbelievable, seeing them in such a state, everyone else held their breath, didn't dare to blink, and stared at No. 2's body!
"No. 2 is the most powerful, we can't do it without him." The chief manager sighed and took out a box from his arms. There was a square piece of ice in the box, and inside the ice was a golden ruby that shone with golden light, like golden blood!
He put the ice cube close to the burning bookshelf. The ice quickly melted to reveal the golden ruby inside. Then he stuffed the golden ruby into No. 2's mouth. The next second, blood-red lines appeared all over No. 2's body, and the broken neck suddenly appeared.
The blood gushed out!
Click, click, click!
Number 2 stood up while twisting his neck. His neck made a numbing sound, and he immediately stood behind the chief manager as if nothing was wrong!
Everyone was dumbfounded? There were doubts, surprises, greed, and even more fear!
"Very good, let's move on." The chief manager patted No. 2 on the shoulder with satisfaction. He seemed to have noticed the expressions of others only now, and his ugly face showed surprise: "What's wrong? Don't look at me, Blood Essence Stone.
I only have one piece, and if anyone dies, they will really die."
"Blood Essence Stone?" A three-gun disciple frowned slightly: "Is it a supreme divine weapon? A phantom divine weapon? Or a divine weapon?"
"Actually, it's not even considered a weapon under the command of God." The chief manager said with a smile: "It can only be regarded as a man-made treasure of heaven and earth. Well, it's normal that you don't know. This is the unique resource of the president and has never been circulated.
go out."
"Don't be so surprised. Believe in knowledge. It is impossible to resurrect the dead in this world, but it is not impossible for people who have just died to come back to life. Didn't the Chief Medical Officer also have many cases of 'living dead'?
The Blood Essence Stone is equivalent to a medical officer who has reached the pinnacle of perfection and is fully capable of rescuing people. It can quickly restore consciousness to people whose brains have not been damaged."
"If the National Salvation Council is willing to sell this item, no matter how much the asking price is, the Storm Army will definitely pay for it!" the Brotherhood said immediately.
"Although merchants would even dare to sell it to their own parents as long as the asking price is right, the blood essence stone is of no use to outsiders. Only those of us who have been 'cultivated' by the president can absorb the energy of the blood essence stone... Moreover,
Now is not the right time to discuss business." The chief steward looked around the hall and said with a smile.
Having said this, the others didn't ask any more questions, but there was a strange light shining in their eyes.
Even if there are many prerequisites, this is a prop that can bring people back to life. Who can not be tempted? Even if it is really not sold, it is enough to save the country and relieve the disaster by having such a group of guards with extraordinary strength and resurrection.
The forces behind them are re-examining the energy of this partnership.
Le Yu thought deeper: If the reality goes as they wish, Cha Huan dies and Qin Le Yin loses his hand, then the next fight for the sword will no longer be fair, and it will directly enter the krypton gold competition and offline Mortal Kombat.
.At this time, the National Salvation and Disaster Relief Society suddenly showed off its muscles, including guards with extraordinary combat power, as well as props that can resurrect the dead... After this battle, the National Salvation and Disaster Relief Society directly became a chess player on the table, participating in the battle of supreme power.
In the competition!
More importantly, the weakened morale has been boosted again!
After witnessing the 'miracle', the remaining attackers are more confident about what's next, and they have already entered the Platinum Tower. In this closed environment, it is impossible for those rotten fish and shrimps to compete with them!
"Although I thought it was impossible before, I didn't expect it to be so magical..." The chief manager stared at the wall of the Platinum Tower and sighed: "We can only implement the second plan."
"What's the first plan?" someone asked.
"The first plan is to use gunpowder to blow up the Platinum Tower directly on the first floor, and then search slowly after the Platinum Tower collapses."
Everyone's eyes lit up - what a great idea! Because the Platinum Tower is too majestic and is a symbol of the Imperial Court, these thugs who are accustomed to murder and arson did not think of destroying the Platinum Tower as an option, but in fact they all broke into the Platinum Tower.
After all, do you still need to care about the morality of the world?
The Grand Superintendent said: "But the walls of the Platinum Tower are not only made of hard stone, but the past principals seem to have tampered with them. They used the power of the spiritual sea to connect every piece of the Platinum Tower and every floor.
It is a whole - even if we pile all the gunpowder together and explode, the power of the explosion will be dispersed throughout the Platinum Tower, and not even a hole can be blown out!"
"Is there such a mysterious thing?" The people from the Brotherhood questioned: "If this technology is used in city defense, wouldn't it be a fortress that will last forever? But -"
"To talk about toxicity without talking about dosage is to be a hooligan." The chief manager said calmly: "After many years of imperial courtyard, the principals of the past generations are basically martial pillars, so they can only build such a platinum tower. If you connect the walls of the entire city, you
How many warriors do you think are needed to move the bricks? If you don't believe it, you can try to see if you can leave a hole in the wall."
The cursed hunter named "Bone" immediately took out his meat saw and slashed hard on the ground. In the end, he could only draw sparks. The teeth of the meat saw were curled up, and he couldn't even make a mark.
Now everyone had to believe it even if they didn’t believe it. They all looked at the chief manager with admiration. Some people asked doubtfully: “You didn’t even test it just now. You can see it with the naked eye?”
"I have tested it before," the chief manager said, "but I thought it was the sunlight during the day that enhanced the defense of the Platinum Tower. Now that I entered the Platinum Tower late at night, I finally confirmed that it was not sunlight defense, but the overall defense."
"Wait, so they can actually keep us out as long as they block the front door?" Someone suddenly said in surprise: "But the front door opened just now..."
"There is no front door, but there are windows. Moreover, the front door is often closed and cannot be connected to the whole. It can definitely be blown open with explosives." The chief manager said: "However, they just gave up using the front door to delay time, which means...
…”
The chief steward looked ahead at the spiral staircase attached to the tower wall: "There are many good things waiting for us ahead."
One of the grass-cutting messengers gritted his teeth and said: "They will regret it!"
"You will regret it."
Suddenly, a hollow voice echoed in the hall, and everyone was stunned, including Le Yu.
"Who is it!?" The curse hunter yelled, jumping onto the bookshelf and observing the entire hall: "Do you think you can hide it!?"
"I'm not hiding."
The chief manager frowned slightly and suddenly said: "No. 1, count the number of people again!"
"Two Grass-cutting Messengers, four Cursed Hunters, two Three-Gun Disciples, one Hidden Sword Assassin, five Brotherhood members, and six Guardsmen, a total of twenty people." Number One answered.
The chief steward nodded and suddenly asked: "How many people were there in total when we set off?"
"Twenty-three people."
When No. 1 answered indifferently, everyone was stunned.
They also remembered that when they set out from the courtyard, there were twenty-three people in total.
But just now on the road, a black-clad three-gun disciple, two grass-cutting messengers, and a brotherhood warrior died, a total of four people.
Theoretically, there should be only nineteen people left!
Why are there twenty!?
"Each force, check your internal members and name them!" the chief manager said loudly: "Count them again!"
"The messenger of cutting grass, breaking the flow, breaking the fire!"
"Curse the hunter, biting the bones, mutilating the legs, chilling the heart, unheard of!"
"Three Spear Disciples, Wang Xin, Fu Junyuan."
"Brotherhood, Weishui, Nujia..."
Everyone honestly reported their names, including Le Yu, who also reported the nickname "Yin Yin Yin", but the number of people was still twenty!
There is still one more!
Many people looked frightened and even fell to the ground!
Who among those who can participate in this operation is not a human spirit? As early as when they set out, they secretly remembered the number of other forces, and they were very sure that there were twenty-three people when they set out!
Even if someone did join the team halfway, they would definitely find that there were more people from other forces. But now thinking back to when they set off, they included the dead, but found that there were twenty-four people in total!
On one side are the memories that I have confirmed, only twenty-three people;
On one side is the unmistakable reality, there really are twenty-four people!
Is the memory wrong, or is the reality wrong?
"I heard."
The general manager suddenly said: "Hundreds of years ago, the northern grass barbarians exhausted their thousands of years of accumulation and launched the largest southward invasion in winter, known as the 'White Disaster' in history. They were so powerful that they almost penetrated the entire Yanyun.
Until he arrived at Yanjing Kinki, Emperor Mu Zong, who was in power at that time, decisively activated the holy sword Huiyao, and cut down three thousand miles with one sword, and the northern barbarians were everywhere. However, he died a year later because of too much wear and tear on his life."
Everyone is very familiar with this period of history. After all, this is the closest modern record of the use of the Holy Sword Glory, but I don’t know why the chief manager suddenly said this.
"At that time, Cao Man was able to dig through Youyun, not because Cao Man was so strong, but because the fortress defense line in Youyun District failed to defend itself and collapsed. As soon as Cao Man came, he opened the door to meet the enemy and almost surrendered."
"Impossible!" the grass-cutting messenger shouted subconsciously: "There is no way the Youyun people can collude with the grass barbarians!"
The chief manager ignored him and continued: "Even after Mu Zong died, the imperial court still investigated Youyun thoroughly for five years and killed many people. As a result, the Youyun family was completely wiped out. All the officials were replaced one after another, but still
No clues can be found. I don’t know why, but the imperial court stopped investigating, and the records about the ‘White Disaster’ were destroyed and diluted. Now no one knows about this shameful history of Youyun facing the enemy.”
"However, those imperial envoys who investigated the Youyun Incident hid the secret in their handbooks and passed it down. Because this secret was so weird that they were not willing to let the secrets disappear even if they risked beheading them.
In history!”
"They discovered that someone indeed opened the city gate to welcome Cao Man, and even assassinated his fellow Shangguan and betrayed Hui Yao!"
"Those betrayers, although many of the survivors know them, can't name them, don't know his past, or even tell them their official positions, origins, relatives, friends, or deeds!"
"The final investigation results of the imperial envoys revealed that the betrayers were actually Cao Man! But Cao Man used a certain secret method to make everyone who saw the betrayer subconsciously regard him as a companion and would not suspect the betrayal at all.
The authenticity of the author!"
Everyone felt chills in their hearts when they heard this, and cursed the hunter and said: "There is such a weird art in the world? Why didn't you kill all the grass barbarians? If the grass barbarians come back -"
"After I read the secrets in the handbook, I had such worries." The chief manager said, "But when I think about it carefully, the imperial envoys have already been tricked."
"Why do they know that this is Cao Barbarian's secret technique and not someone being bribed?"
"Why are they so sure that the traitors are Cao Man and not Youyun people?"
"Why do they dare to submit such an incredible report? Aren't they afraid of the emperor's blame?"
"The truth is that the reason why the imperial envoys investigated this truth is because of the guidance of their 'companions'." The chief manager looked at everyone and said calmly: "If I guess correctly, the grass barbarian tribe who masters such secret techniques
, has been completely exterminated, so the court stopped investigating."
"Right, sword bearer."
There was silence in the hall until that empty voice sounded again:
"Three jackdaws."
"The greatest, most powerful, and wisest wise man in the history of the barbarians. His name has as many as twenty-six syllables, which translates to Three Jackdaws."
"The spiritual warfare methods he developed are completely new and unparalleled to this day."
"His name is, 'fellow countrymen'."
"The tribe became extinct five hundred and sixty-three years ago, and all records were destroyed."
Many people's hearts feel like they are falling into an abyss, and they are more scared than meeting a ghost.
Because ghosts may not be able to kill them.
But the sword holder... Even though they had overestimated the sword holder, they unexpectedly underestimated it.
The sword holder didn't even make a move, he just mingled among them openly, but they couldn't notice it, just because he used a fighting method that no one had heard of - 'compatriots'!
How to fight this?
The enemy is standing in front of you, and you regard the enemy as your companion. How can you fight?
"It's a pity that such an invincible strategy is only used for hiding." The chief manager said with a smile.
"There are only invincibles, and there is no invincible method. Wu Zhu's spiritual cultivation is as solid as a rock and is not invaded by external demons. The 'compatriots' secret method is also ineffective against them, and may even arouse vigilance. Unfortunately, you don't have Wu Zhu here... at least
, not now."
What do you mean, does the sword holder think that someone can suddenly develop an advanced martial pillar?
"Then, why don't you take action?" The chief manager said: "With your ability, if you want to kill us, why should you be so secretive? Why don't you just take action?"
Everyone held their breath.
Le Yu was even more ready to shout, "I am an undercover agent."
"...You have not violated my rules, and I have no reason to take action."
"Then why did you show up?" The chief manager showed no fear.
"Because I already know who the person behind your scenes is, and I hope you can retreat... I don't want to be his enemy."
What!?
The swordsman who wields the Holy Sword Glory actually has a little fear of the president of the National Salvation Relief Association?
And judging from the tone, the sword holder probably knows the president behind the scenes. Even if the president behind the scenes comes to visit, the sword holder still chooses to give in!
The Grand Steward did not give in at all: "But it is a pity that the president told me to reach the highest level of the Platinum Tower, seize Qin Leyin, and search for the Holy Sword Hui Yao."
"Then let's play a game. Between you and Qin Leyin."
"If you can complete the task, I will send you alive and give you the corpses as well."
"If you fail, no one else will get out alive."
"Then, the game begins."
Without giving any chance to discuss, the sword holder directly announced the start.
"A game..." The chief manager didn't seem too surprised, "Everyone has heard that, let's go. As long as we can complete the mission, there is no need to think about retreating."
"But will the sword holder keep his promise?" asked the dead man of the Brotherhood: "I'm afraid he just wants to tease us, and in the end he will stop it -"
"He will." The chief steward said: "Sword hunting, fighting for position, and academy games all mean that he can only find fun in these games. Moreover, even if he doesn't comply, what can we do?"
"I have never seen such a strong person who restrains himself with rules..." The Three Spear Disciple muttered.
"Because strong people are all human beings, and people will do anything for their own benefit."
The chief steward glanced at them: "But if the president is right, this sword holder..."
