Chapter 349: Artistic Processing
"It's strange, Uncle Moaning hasn't been here for so long?"
Beside the garbage heap in the border city of Astant, Anigir clutched the bronze canon and looked around, clearly impatient.
"Something should have happened, after all, Astante has come, and the country is no longer safe." Qingyi's eyebrows furrowed, then quickly stretched out, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll ask Uncle Oskol to prepare a way to escape for us." But I haven't asked you yet, how did you get your hands on Uncle Perles' relics? β
"Ah, that's ......, actually"
Annie Gil didn't dare to hide it, and immediately told the whole process one by one, and then looked at Qingyi with a pitiful appearance. He learned this trick from the Soul Fire Demon, as long as he was pitiful, Sister Suo'er would not be angry. Although Dad didn't get angry, his expression wasn't good-looking, more like he was thinking about something.
Then, Qingyi smiled, "'The Dusk Prayer has returned to my arms, and I need a new Chosen One. Child, will you take the canon and become my incarnation on the earth?......' Anigil, are you sure that is what the Soul God said to you? It seems that his vision is not bad, and I think you are quite suitable, and it would be better if you went through some more training. Now it seems that teaching you management knowledge is really the right move. β
"Can I really do it?"
"Of course! I'm sure you can. Don't be afraid, I'm right behind you. Qingyi patted Anigill on the shoulder and smiled widely.
Watching with trust, Anigill was a little fluttering. He was just about to say something thankful when his father suddenly pointed to a place: "Wow, look, there are zombies flying in the sky!" β
"Where, where? I've been wanting to watch it for a long time! β
Annikil hurried to see that a scream could be heard from far away from that direction. It was a man's voice, no one had ever heard it, and a man could let out such a heart-rending scream, like a scream that can only be made by someone forcibly pulling out the testicles and eyeballs and then swapping places.
Qingyi put away his joke thoughts, sniffed carefully, and looked solemn: "The dark element and the smell of death." β
"Did someone pick us up?"
"Not really." Qingyi's eyes emit blue light from the inside out, like two sapphires. "A lot of grey souls. It's the people of the Dark Church, and they've got me. β
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Bigbowo border.
The sentinels were on guard and their eyes were glazed out, but right under their noses, a man wrapped in a black cloth casually spun back and forth, and even took out a team. The team was also well-trained, small in number, but each of them was proficient in stealth and stealth, and infiltrated Bigbower like water in the sand. This kind of tactics can only be done on the mainland, by the Assassins' Guild or the Bigbower Intelligence Department.
Coming to a secluded place, a person who looked like a person in charge stepped forward and said to the black cloth man: "Minister, the target is already under our control, but ......"
"But it was the other party who threw himself into the net, not what you caught." The Minister of Intelligence said unfinished words for the other party without emotion.
The person in charge was stunned and said, "Maybe she's cornered?" β
"Since you've done this, don't make excuses." The minister's grim gaze swept over the other party a few times, and the other party was terrified. "According to the intelligence, there should be more than twenty high-level combat professionals gathered around her, but you only caught her, this is not a net of self-defeat. Bring her here. β
The subject was brought up, a blood elf woman wearing a blood-red pleated skirt. Her eyes were blindfolded, her mouth was stuffed with strips of cloth, her hands were tied behind her waist, and her upper body was tied with ropes, making her look delicate and weak. Her chin is pointed, her face is flawless, and even her eyes are blindfolded. I don't know if she was tied up uncomfortably, there was a slight sweat on her face, and her breathing was scratching in people's hearts. Because of her arrival, the night suddenly became sweltering.
The Minister of Intelligence gave a look, and a subordinate stepped forward to undo the blindfold and gag for the woman. In addition to a few lipstick marks on the gag cloth, there was also a sparkling saliva. The woman groaned (the eyes of several people present trembled), and laughed very enchantingly: "Is this the way to treat a lady?" Or is that what the Ministry of Intelligence meant by 'inviting people to tea'? β
"Put away your set, Clavisore. State your purpose. β
Even if she hit a wall, the blood elf beauty was not discouraged, and threw a wink at the head of the intelligence department: "I, I want to see your majesty~"
The Minister of Intelligence looked at her coldly: "Go on." β
"When I saw him, I asked him, 'I wonder if your country is willing to develop biochemical weapons with us,' and then showed him an interesting experiment." Clavisol's smile became more and more unpredictable, as if it contained a thousand meanings. "Ah yes, if you say, 'The test site is in Astendt,' he must be willing to meet me, right?"
The Minister of Intelligence was silent for a long time, then turned around and said, "Untie her." Arrange for me the fastest carrier pigeon. β
A subordinate immediately opened the small iron cage he carried with him and pulled out one of the carrier pigeons. This pigeon's eyes glow, which is very strange. Trained pigeons to fly at night, these monster-blooded pigeons have almost the same night vision as owls, and are fully capable of flying at night.
When Clavisol saw the pigeon, she asked, "Wouldn't it be more convenient to take them directly?" She still smiled, as if the sky was not afraid of the earth.
"Don't be stupid." The minister writes on a slip of paper. The surrounding light was faint, and he still carried his pen like flying, and he insisted on writing small characters one by one.
"Oh, with your strength, are you still worried about me making small moves? You're really worried~"
The Minister of Intelligence slapped Clavisol with his backhand, sending her white face into a red tide. Claviso fell backwards and propped herself on the ground with one hand, the position of lying on her side was quite tempting, and the slightest trace of blood at the corners of her mouth made people feel more conquered. There was no one to help her, she was still smiling, and hatred gathered in her eyes.
"Enough is enough, I have the authority to kill. Help her up and keep an eye on her. β
With that, the minister took the pigeon and began to tie the note. The pigeon trembled in his hands, as if he were about to be frightened at any moment.
One of the members silently stepped forward, picked up Clavisoll, and then stood behind her like a statue. The member sighed in his heart: Miss Clavisol should indeed stop in moderation, and if she says too much in front of the old fox, she can only be stupid. The contemptible person should have explained a few more words beforehand, but he was really negligent......
His Majesty came out in June Sunshine with the intention of looking for a cloud walk, but Marshal Skaul and Chief Brian discussed it, and used His Majesty as bait to design a killing game, and its target was Astant. Fight against "Si Le Bing", rescue Princess Suo'er who has become a hostage, and entangle with the great god...... These are only superficial, but what really matters is the empty cars that were destroyed as soon as they entered the territory of Astant. If His Majesty knew that he was designed by two subordinates, I wonder if he would be furious? However, that is none of the business of the Central Intelligence Agency, after all, the Central Intelligence Agency will also take this combat plan as the supreme guidance for the time being.
But for this plan, the contemptible people have also done a little artistic processing, I hope the two adults will not notice. Bigbower wants to stay out of it? Let's try the dilemma.
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"Aha, this city is so interesting!"
Looking at the smoke rising from a certain block, Simon, a little demon crouched on the top of the bell tower, laughed out loud. He stretched out his right hand and took a handful, sniffed it, and was even more happy: "The wind smells of chaos!" The old ghost Satan is above, why can't all human cities be like this? β
Although Simon left the country to find Suo'er at the request of the "City of Waiting", he did not do his job properly (no one expected the demon to work in peace), and he wandered all the way to the city where the incident was frequent, personally inciting the lustful humans to increase the crime rate, but he left the mission out of the hellfire. As far as he could see, none of the cities he passed through could compare to the one he was in, because the chaos was so highβthat there were people killing people in the streets, setting fires, and clashing with the city guards. This is already a disregard for the law! This is already madness!
Everywhere there is a fire and a person dies, Simon's interest rises a point, and his way of amusing himself is contrary to that of normal humans. And the dozen or so demons behind him were also overjoyed, and a few of them were so excited that they all stood up.
Suddenly, Simon flew up: "That's Your Majesty June Sunshine, he's waving at us!" Strange, how did he find out about us? β
All the demons flapped their wings in unison and flew to the side of the Bone Tyrant. The Tyrant of the White Bones took his adopted son by the hand, and his first words were: "Is there anyone outside the city to answer it?" β
"Answer? Absolutely! Simon immediately rammed nonsense. Of course, he didn't know if there was a helper out there, but lying was as ingrained in him as it was in nature. Just say something that makes others happy and makes you feel better, so why not?
I don't know if I can see through the lie, Qingyi said bluntly: "To create chaos for me, I want to go out of the city." β
"No problem! Wrap it up on me! Simon grinned at the corners of his mouth (revealing a mouthful of sharp white teeth) and patted his chest as if he were a man he could trust.
The matter was urgent, and both sides did not say much, so they went their separate ways. The demon appeared in the crowd, frightened everywhere, while Qingyi tightly pulled Anigir into the crowd and ran towards the city gate. In order to pretend to be more human, he has to gasp for air, which is really a test of his acting skills.
There was a sudden uproar in the direction he was running. He listened carefully, and he heard, "Saved!" The Knights of Iron Hoof have come to our rescue! β