Bigbower, Royal Palace.

"According to Clavisol, there will be a catastrophe in Astend, with effects comparable to that of mold."

After reading the message from the Minister of Intelligence, King Bigbower laughed, and then scolded: "A bunch of bedbugs, don't I know your mind?!" ”

He tore the note to shreds and sneered at the royal steward, who was guarding him and urging him to go to bed quickly, "They are clearly going to take Astantt to warn us all!" They are really crazy, and they dare to talk to me about how to jointly develop chemical weapons? Is this kind of thing negotiable? If I agree, they will have a handle in their hands; If I don't agree, I won't have access to this biochemical weapon technology, and I won't even have a response to what happens at that time! Hell, I don't know if the skeletons have any contact with other countries in private, and what other people think, I can't guess at all! ”

The more the king spoke, the louder it became, and at last he grabbed his hair, and the young burst into a loud cry.

In the face of the madman-like behavior, the royal steward had long been surprised, and said lightly: "It's time for you to go to bed, please don't let me say it again." ”

"But!" The king shouted again. He stared out the window fiercely, his eyes really didn't look like what a pampered royal child could have, but he had a fight with those anti-bone boys who had turned against their families since they were children: "But I don't need to guess!" You think that you can develop biological and chemical weapons, but you think that you are the first in the mainland, and you are proud, right? I don't need to cooperate with you to develop my own bioweapons! Just be elated for a while, and then something more terrible awaits you than a trade war! A second-class citizen will always be a second-class citizen, and don't expect to turn over until the end comes! ”

"It's time for you to go to bed."

The king gasped heavily, and walked out of the room in extreme displeasure, shouting in the corridor like a child: "Disgusting rulers, disgusting races, disgusting nations!" I now think they're more annoying than adventurers......" The royal steward followed as he did, like a mother cat.

And the most important thing - "the imminent fall of Astant", was deliberately left behind by the supreme ruler of Bigbowo.

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The message from the Bigbowo Palace reached the Minister of Intelligence as quickly as possible. He glanced at the note (like snow blowing through his eyelids) and looked at Clavisore: "Your Majesty is unwilling to receive you. It should be said that he didn't even 'know' that you had made an application for an audience. ”

"Really? That's a pity. Clavisoll smiled, her face turning white, her fists shaking slightly.

"However, he also said that he can't kill you." The look in the head of the intelligence department this time really expressed "what a pity". "I can let you go now, but remember that we have never worked with you to develop chemical and biological weapons, not now, and not in the future. Keep your mouth in check. ”

"I'll take care of it."

The Minister of Intelligence waved his hand: "Prepare the carriage and send her to the nearest Dusk Imperial Embassy." ”

Resoluteness had always been the work of the Intelligence Department, and two minutes later Clavisol left in a carriage. At this time, the Minister of Intelligence received several more pieces of information one after another, which were read aloud in public: "The Knights of the Iron Hoof have entered Astant." The nearby army deliberately allowed it to go, supposedly at the behest of the 'evil eye'. The Dark Church enters Astantt with the help of the 'Gamers'. ”

"The actions of the 'evil eye' are tantamount to betraying the country, and he will lose the trust of the king. He dared to pay such a price, and he had a great plan. "Immediately there was a subordinate way.

"The June sun has appeared." Another subordinate Dao.

The Intelligence Department collects information from various sources, and the job of the backbone is to sort out the context between the messages and reproduce the original appearance of the incident as much as possible. The more sources and the more diverse the types of intelligence, the clearer the original picture of the incident that the spy can obtain. It was because of his near-perfect knowledge of everything on the continent that Oskol, the leader of the profession, was dubbed "omniscient".

Another human: "The June sun should still be in the territory of Astant." Did he find the unknown adventurer? Or was the adventurer a fictitious person from the start, just to confuse us? ”

"If sending countless extinction ravens, fabricating fake lists, and exposing many hidden stakes are just to confuse, then Oskol is really willing to pay for it. I think there was that adventurer. ”

Everyone agreed with this statement, and then concluded: "Oskol did not know how to obtain the information of the adventurer, but the intelligence department did not know anything in this regard." ”

The minister remained silent all the time, and then laughed so much that everyone was horrified. His gaze stayed on his subordinates one by one, and he said slowly, "Why was Oskol able to find the adventurer without going through the stake, and we didn't know about it at all?" The answer is so simple......"

Oskol is in our intelligence department. When we are fooled by fake lists, he can use our intelligence channels instead of shadowy stakes to search for someone without suspicion. The person he's looking for isn't on the fake list, but it's only because of the fake list that he can show up. And now, it's too late to track down the man, and maybe all the clues have been wiped out.

But what does it matter! It would be invaluable to know Oskol's information.

The minister shook his head and regained his composure. He wanted to laugh, but he could only laugh in his heart: Oskol, Oskol! You've finally revealed your flaws! Let me end the long-standing struggle!

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The chaos in the city is becoming more chaotic under Qingyi's intentional guidance.

The Dark Church did not want to clash with the Knights of Iron Hoof, so they simply avoided them, so Qingyi scattered the thirty newborn people to attract the attention of the Knights of Judgment. The Knights of Judgment are all veterans of heresy, and as soon as they kill the necromantic creatures, they immediately find the necromancer hiding nearby, and rush to redeem them by the way. The necromancers can't be beaten and not fight back, so they can only be forced to fight.

"If you want to catch me easily, where is there such a good thing!" Qingyi, who was moving towards the city gate, muttered to himself and gave the last chess piece out of his palm. Due to the "Funeral Potion", his [Soul Force Field] was disturbed, but because [Soul Vortex] allows him to share the force field with other undead creatures, he can still deploy remotely. "Simon!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The little devil hurriedly flew to Qingyi's side, that smile was really ugly and funny, there were three points of narrowness, three points of hypocrisy, three points of perfunctory, and the remaining point was probably not much better.

"You help me hold the guy in the back."

Simon looked back and exaggeratedly shouted, "Oh my mother! ”

Behind them, the masked man was flying in the sky, not slow, but approaching. Behind him, a pair of huge skeleton wings with a wingspan of more than ten meters were as flat as a blade, and there was a tattered flesh film between the bones, and with each fanning, the pedestrians on the road staggered. After spreading his wings, his shoulders became much more normal, and it seemed that the stiff and wide shoulders were the illusion caused by the folding and closing of the wings.

"It's the first time I've ever seen myself fuse with the wings of a bone dragon. Let's not talk about where he came from, but it is admirable to say that he dared to receive the spiritual imprint of the dragon clan. Qingyi made a brief evaluation, and then cheered up his allies: "Come on, Simon!" ”

Simon rolled his eyes: "Do you want me to confront him head-on?" As you saw just now, he is obviously a mage, but his strength is greater than that of a demon! When he uses his magic, won't we all die? ”

I don't know if the demons are all crow's mouths, but less than a second after he finished speaking, the masked man let out a long, loud moan, which is not produced by a human chest, but some electronic synthesized sound that immediately reminds people of "Jurassic Park".

Qingyi's face changed greatly: "You systematically, you actually have mastered the dragon language!" Spread out and find cover nearby! ”

Frankie swooped against the wall and forced his way into the second-floor window of the house at an obtuse angle, while Simon flew straight into the sky like an arrow from a string. In the next instant, a circle of dense black runes spread outward from the masked man's body, and one circle after another, flashing with a deep black light, it turned out to be the [Death Ripple] strengthened by the dragon language. The actual power of this magic is already equivalent to that of dragon necromantic creatures such as ghost dragons or bone dragons, that is, the death rate is so high that it is basically impossible for humans to be exempt, so all the people on the street die at once. Not only that, but the ripples pierced through the buildings, into the streets and basements, and no one survived.

The most chaotic of the city fell silent in an instant, and only the wind and fire continued to bustle.

Scanning the no-man's land with his eyes on the world, the masked man adjusted his direction slightly and continued to pursue the June sun, as if ignoring Simon, the little demon who was still in the sky. He flew less than ten meters, turned around like lightning, and two ghost staff were in front of him, holding a golden thread—an unreal and holy golden thread from the ground.

Holding the gold thread in his hand, like a kite in his hand, Johnny grinned and smiled fiercely at the masked man:

"Heretic, you're too confident, aren't you?"

Law, "Crush".

The already stagnant golden thread trembled, and the ghost staff shattered, and the golden thread continued to move forward without hindrance. For the first time, the masked man's eyes showed panic, and he dodged as best he could, so that instead of piercing his heart, the golden thread pierced through the right side of his chest, and then floated some distance. The blood-red ice slag escaped from the mask, and it was a little beautiful.

The Knight of Divine Punishment pulled the golden thread again, and unleashed the famous skill that gathered all of his combat skills, [Rotten Snow].

The golden thread that pierced the masked man was recovered, and the white-gold light filled the space where the masked man was. Suddenly, the white-gold color was red, black, and a variety of other colors, like a muddy snow. When the thread was turned back into the hammer in Jonny's hand, the masked man, Ed Goodson, was gone, and only the unholy snowflakes fluttered and blew the saint's hair.

In the distance, Anigil, who was peering out the window, was speechless. Jonny is very strong, everyone knows this, but it's too outrageous, right, killing the head of operations of the Dark Church with one blow? The difference in strength is so large that the Dark Church can't contain the Knights of the Iron Hoof, so wouldn't Dad be in danger? He couldn't help but look at his father, only to see that his father was still calm, thinking that maybe his father had been prepared, so he was a little relieved.

Qingyi watched this battle rationally, and all the thinking cells were running rapidly.

[Escape probability reduced to 5.] ]

[Defeat probability reduced to 0.01.01.] ]

[Dead chess.] ]

[Rudy is sensed.] ]

"Hey, Rudy?" In the familiar tone of the call, Qingyi asked the necromancer who had just entered the city in wavelength. Because the soul wavelength is as personally identifiable as the fingerprint, Qingyi is 100% sure that the person who came is Rudy. "How many people did you bring?"

"Five Confused Soul Shadows. What's the situation going on over there? "The situation is urgent, and Rudy is not polite.

[Escape chance rises to 10%.] ]

[Victory Chance rises to 0.1.1.] ]

"It's hard to say, but we need to get out of this place."

"Okay, do everything you can to clear the way." Rudy cut off the wavelength, presumably starting to kill people, both emptying the escape route and creating cannon fodder, killing two birds with one stone.

Qingyi patted Frankie: "Now, hurry up and run!" ”