From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 582 Recapture
Ever since the "director" Clark Ashton Smith was assassinated by the three art directors decades ago, the "black and white door" in February has changed hands.

It is still occupied by the superiors in the art camp, who take turns sending their apostles to guard it and not allow any mysterious person to ascend through this door.

Gillan is an exception.

Over the years, he was the only one who passed through this door.

But this is also a special example that cannot be replicated. After all, not everyone has the strength to be "invincible in the world", and there is an irreconcilable hatred with the Federation.

Now that Jilan has gained powerful strength, he came up with the idea of ​​taking back the February Ascension Gate for the "director".

Although he himself does not need this door, it has extraordinary significance and value...

First of all, it is a symbol of "director". Mr. Clark's back-up plan has helped Gillan a lot along the way, and it is reasonable for him to express his gratitude.

Helping the "director" take back the "Black and White Door" is just the beginning, announcing the beginning of the counterattack...

Secondly, this can be regarded as fulfilling his promise to the February Apostles and making his position clear through actions.

Finally, there is one more point, that is, the federal superiors have repeatedly carried out assassinations and conspiracies, which have led to the injury of "Ms. Snow" Xiadia and the disorder of the law of "Our Lady of Sorrow" Tolina, who was forced to take the blame.

Jilan is determined to repay the injustice suffered by his mother-in-law and wife.

'There is no time to lose, let's do it tonight.'

Jilan looked at the bright sky outside the window and thought.

Before taking action, he went to the Sifang Palace in advance to inform President Caesar.

Caesar was surprised to learn that he was planning to kill the Art Apostle who was guarding the February Gate, but Caesar did not dissuade him, but only told Gillan to be careful.

"The Bu'ao war has now reached the final stage of attrition. The superiors on both sides are facing each other and neither dares to act rashly."

Caesar sat on a rattan lounge chair in the open-air courtyard and spoke to Gillan in a deep voice.

"Although your move is risky, it is still a unique strategy that can attract and distract the other party's attention... Of course, success would be the best, but if it is impossible, protecting yourself is the first priority."

"I know." Gilan nodded.

"I believe in your ability, Gilan."

Caesar smiled.

"But you just killed 'Windmill Cat', 'Cup Doctor' and 'Triangle Lord', so they must be on guard. Moreover, your original body can be 'degraded' back to the mortal world to avoid their sight..."

"Compared to other apostles, you are the most uncertain and threatening enemy in the eyes of the Federation's superiors. Therefore, they are very likely to deploy corresponding measures against you."

"Yes." Gilan said. "Lord Caesar, I will make preparations before I act."

"I feel relieved now."

Caesar said.

"You did a great job with the Three Old Gods Cults... To be honest, I didn't expect you to be so clean and efficient in eradicating them all."

"With my current strength, it's easy to hunt them down."

Gillan shook his head and said softly.

Caesar was startled, then couldn't help but smile.

Although this may sound a bit arrogant, it is true.

"Without the interference of these followers of the old gods, the battle of Bu'ao will depend entirely on the consumption of national strength of both sides, but it may not be possible to determine the winner in a short time."

Caesar said again.

"So during this period of time, the more you do, the better it may be for the empire."

"I understand." Gillan said.

Now the two countries are at war, like two tired giants wrestling their last hurrah, waiting for one side to collapse.

And Gillan is like a dagger hidden in the sleeve, capable of inflicting heavy damage to the opponent at any time.

The Federation obviously knew of his existence, so they had to devote their energy to guard against him...

In short, Gilan's existence is a heavyweight that is enough to affect the balance of the scales of war.

After saying goodbye to Caesar, Gilan returned from the Sifang Palace and immediately "upgraded" to the divine land.

He sought help from three parties in an effort to ensure safety.

The first one is the "Undefeated" Tessell, who belongs to the "Gladiator" camp of March.

The first king of the Stuttgart Empire was a good friend of Gilan, so he agreed to help at his request.

It's not about letting them join the battle, but about plundering the enemy.

Gilan still chooses to attack alone, but once the Federation provides timely support, Tessell will come out to intercept.

The second is "Bishu" Sasha, who belongs to the "Twin Kites" camp of May Sichen.

Sasha naturally would not refuse Gilan's request.

The third is the February Apostles.

Through the medium of the keepsake, Gillan found the residence of "chief photographer" Clos Melanie, a white building called "White Wedding Hall".

As far as he knew, the holiday represented by Ms. Cross was Valentine's Day on February 2th.

Before the "Director" passed away, the weddings of the superiors were held here, and Kloss personally took photos of the newlyweds as souvenirs.

Through Close, Gillan also met the "Director" Mr. David Norman.

This is a slightly plump middle-aged man who wears a black suit and always carries a bent cane.

Although it was the first time the two met, David showed great respect for Gillan... This respect was not only because of the "director"'s instructions, but also because of Gillan's own strength.

The amazing achievements of the Red Sage repeatedly showed that he was an extraordinary strong man. Facing a strong man, David naturally respected him.

But Jilan did not see the other two February Apostles, "Assistant Script Supervisor" Ms. Hera and "Special Actor" Mr. A.

According to David, the two of them are still in the real film... Even though Gillan has now learned the truth and the real film has lost its meaning of existence, the two can never come back.

This is their mission.

But Cross added that if necessary, he also had a way to get Hera and A to help in the battle.

Although Jilan was surprised, he did not ask any further questions and just expressed his gratitude.

"You're welcome, Master Gilan."

Inside the white building, three people sat around a sofa.

David had his cane tucked under his arm and a smile on his face.

"We are grateful that you are willing to take back the 'Black and White Door' for Mr. Clark... After all, in a sense, that is also our home."

"After the master was killed, we were displaced and hiding, avoiding the pursuit of the art camp... Now, we can fight back with you, which can be regarded as making up for the regret of the master."

"You don't need to take any risks."

Gillan said again.

"I will complete this operation alone. You just need to be on guard in secret... If any apostles come to support us, help me intercept them and delay them."

Hearing this, Cross and David looked at each other.

They all heard unparalleled confidence in Gilan's tone, which dispelled their worries.

"In that case, then I will listen to Lord Gilan."

David nodded.

"We are always available if needed."

"Okay." Gillan smiled.

"Sir Gilan, when do we act?"

Ms. Cross, with her blonde hair in a ponytail, looked up and asked.

Gillan said succinctly:

"tonight."

...

...

Toyalan, the hometown of God.

On a wilderness covered with black crystals, at the far end, stood a black stone archway, emitting white light all the time.

From a distance, it looks like a halo of light like a lunar eclipse.

Under the door, a man and a woman were dancing hand in hand. Even though the environment was quiet and there was no music accompaniment, the two of them stepped on the beat and danced perfectly.

The lady wore a black lace dress, a pleated silk scarf and a veil covering her face. The man wore a white suit and a top hat.

These two people are none other than the June Apostles "Black Swan" Siegel Møller and "White Hat" Pantsi Malins.

The two people in black and white clothes danced a waltz under the night sky, which was very appropriate for the scene.

"'Red Sage' has become a serious threat to us. His strength is improving too fast..."

Mrs. Siegel took Pantesi's hand, spun around on the spot, and spoke calmly.

"He just became an apostle, and he killed three apostles in a row, 'Windmill Cat', 'Cup Doctor' and 'Triangle Lord'. Even the most skilled 'Saber Captain' under the 'General', or the 'Hooded King' on the 'Crippled King' side, could not do such a record."

"That's why Madam sent you and me to guard the Black and White Gate at the same time, isn't it?"

A magnetic voice came from under the brim of Pantsi's hat.

"And it's not just us...we have some friends watching from the dark, just to catch that guy."

"This person was extremely arrogant and self-reliant, but he eventually became a big shot."

Mrs. Siegel looked solemn.

"It's a pity that we didn't kill it before it showed its potential, and now it has caused so much trouble."

“Who could have expected that such an inconspicuous guy could reach such a height in just two or three years?”

Pantesi shook his head.

"But there's no need to worry. Although the 'Virgin Mary' status has been lifted, overall, we still have the upper hand... It will be difficult for the Empire to turn the tables."

"Don't take it lightly, Pantsey."

Mrs. Siegel put her arm around the man's waist, raised her head to reveal her fair and slender neck, and said calmly.

"This war that has lasted for hundreds of years is about to come to an end. Whether the future of the world can be determined depends on which side collapses first."

"It's a pity that Madam and the others failed in a rare incident. I never expected that Hong Liu, the Si Chen with the weakest foundation, could resist the joint assassination... The other party seemed to have anticipated it. Not only did the Cripple King attack personally, but even Madam Xue ambushed them despite her injury."

"It must be because of what happened to Ms. Snow that she has become more alert."

Pantsi took a step forward and supported the lady's waist with his knees. The two of them, one above and one below, looked at each other and talked.

"After all, once this happens for the first time, it will be difficult to succeed again. However..."

As the two were talking, they suddenly fell silent.

Pantesi silently pulled the lady up, stood side by side with her, and looked in a certain direction at the same time.

They all had expressionless faces and cold eyes.

In the distance in the wilderness covered with black crystals, a figure was walking slowly towards them.

The man was wearing a black suit, a top hat, and holding a white cane in his hand.

His steps are steady and his movements are elegant.

Under the brim of the hat, there was a pair of calm purple eyes, quietly watching Siegel and Pantsi.

"Gilan Iros, the 'Red Sage'?"

Mrs. Siegel spoke solemnly.

The man next to him suddenly chuckled and said:
"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it... You dare to show up in the Divine Land now, aren't you afraid of being besieged?"

Gilan ignored Pantsi's questions and walked closer.

He looked at the two of them and said:
"The Black Dancer and the White Dancer are very suitable for this 'Black and White Gate'... Madam Ya asked you two apostles to guard the Gate of Ascension at the same time. Is she on guard against me?"

"..."

Siegel and Pantesi did not answer.

Apparently, Gillan guessed right.

"Heh." He chuckled and gently slammed his cane on the ground. "You two can't stop me. Tonight, I'm going to take this Ascension Gate!"

Pantesi raised his hand, pinched the brim of his hat with his index finger and thumb, and was about to say something.

His expression suddenly changed.

Even Mrs. Siegel beside her couldn't help but shrink her pupils.

boom--

The "Red Sage" not far away suddenly exuded a terrifying aura, and the mysterious magnetic field radiated directly distorted the surrounding vision, forming a spherical blurred area.

Under this overwhelming momentum, the two apostles, Siegel and Pantesi, instinctively retreated, as if an invisible gale was sweeping past them.

Although they are both 9th-level apostles, the strength displayed by the "Red Sage" is far more than that.

"How strong is he..."

Mrs. Siegel narrowed her eyes and muttered something.

Pantesi curled his lips and said in a deep voice:
"No matter how strong he is, he is only an apostle. The two of us working together are enough to hold him back... The reinforcements will arrive soon, and then he will surely fall here."

"Yes." Mrs. Siegel replied simply.

They knew very well that although on the surface it seemed that two people stayed behind to guard the "Gate of Black and White", in fact, there were several apostles in their camp who were looking towards this place.

The moment the "Red Sage" appears, his companions will already be aware of the situation and will rush to the scene as soon as possible.

All the two of them need to do is to hold back the "Red Sage".

If the other party really dares to come alone, that would be exactly what we want!

"You two, let's play a game that will determine who is better and who is worse."

Jilan nodded and said calmly.

He slowly raised the "Philosopher's Staff", and the red crystal on the handle suddenly burst into bright light.

hum! !

In an instant, the scarlet light enveloped the surroundings.

At the same time, Mrs. Siegel and Pantsi both heard a thunder above their heads.

Rumble!
They all looked up at the same time and saw a spiral of lightning cloud appearing out of nowhere in the sky.

At some point, gray fog filled the air, forming a circular wall of fog that isolated the inside and outside.

As apostles, the two of them had a high level of spiritual awareness and sent out a warning - they were forcibly dragged into a certain space and could not leave the range of the gray fog!
"Is this the power that hunted down the 'Cup Healer'? To forcibly trap the target?"

Siegel said in a deep voice.

Pantesi's eyes turned cold, and his figure flashed, appearing at the edge of the fog wall.

He raised his hand and slapped the wall of fog.

Boom! !
Amid the deafening roar, ripples appeared on the wall of fog, but it remained motionless.

"I really can't get out?!"

There was a gloom in Pantsi's eyes.

At this moment, a colorful halo appeared behind Jilan's head, floating in the air like a god.

He held a staff in his right hand, with his left hand open and clenched, looking down at the two people below with cold eyes.

"Don't waste your energy. You can't leave here before the game is over. The rules of the game are simple. Kill me or be killed by me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jilan pressed his clenched hands downwards.

An invisible "strong wind" blasted out in the form of a columnar spiral!

Pantesi's pupils shrank sharply.

He felt unprecedented tremendous pressure, and the oppressive feeling of death hit him head-on!

"Must stay away!"

(End of this chapter)