Life Dungeon Game

The young detective opened his mouth, "Me too!"

He Ao took a deep breath, glanced at everyone, and nodded slightly. "Now, the fate of this city is in our hands."

Then he looked at Lena and said in a low voice, "According to the intelligence I got from the Eternal Secret Church, there is still a group of people from the Eternal Old Church hiding in the Storm Zone, and they are near the Temporary Main Church in the Storm Zone. There should be some of the Old Church's secrets among them."

"I see,"

Lena's eyes brightened slightly as she understood He'ao's meaning. "I will have intelligence agents contact these old cult members. They can help us tie down some of the Eternal Cult's forces."

"Ah."

He Ao gazed at the map in front of him and nodded slightly.

We still need some people and some setup.

He looked up and glanced at the '0.5 exchange stars' in his field of vision.

The system has more degrees of freedom.

Before this, he had tried to exchange half a star for half the time, but he failed.

But this time it succeeded, I wonder if it was because of the previous 'upgrade'.

This is not a new feature, but it greatly increases the 'tolerance' for He's use of character cards.

However, the smallest unit of exchange currently seems to be 'half a star', and anything less won't do.

The boy turned his head and looked out the window at the dark clouds that filled the sky.

The curtain that covered the city was as heavy as these dark clouds.

A blizzard is coming.

-

Sunset West Mountain.

Thick clouds obscured the entire sky, and the setting sun was nowhere to be seen.

The light on the road grew dimmer and dimmer, with only a few broken streetlights struggling to illuminate the scene, casting a dim, yellowish glow.

The howling cold wind swept through the streets, making the already sparse pedestrians even fewer.

Several figures with bandages carefully moved through the street, slowly approaching a somewhat dilapidated-looking 'building'.

"is it here?"

The burly man in the lead turned to look at his companions behind him.

"It's here,"

A burly man with a short knife said in a low voice, "The information the bar owner gave us is about this place. The temporary church of those heretics is here. Their new bishop was injured by our superiors and his injuries haven't healed yet."

Why are the members of the Security Federation suddenly showing us goodwill?

A burly man in the corner whispered, "Could there be some kind of conspiracy?"

"The owner of the Dead Tree Bar has not cooperated with those heretics to this day, and is already wanted by them."

The burly man with the short sword whispered, "This guy probably hates these heretics, but he's incapable of doing it himself, so he wants to use us to get rid of them, hehe."

He chuckled twice. "The leader seems to be in the city now. If we can take care of this injured bishop, we'll definitely get the leader's praise, and we'll surely be promoted."

"The bishops who are heretics are not weak,"

The burly man in the corner said in a low voice, "Even an injured bishop is not necessarily someone we can defeat."

"Are you afraid?"

短刀壮汉

He sneered.

"I call this calmness."

"It's the burly man in the corner," he said coldly.

"Stop arguing,"

The burly man who was in the lead snorted coldly, and then asked, "Did that proprietress give us time to make a move?"

"Yes,"

The burly man with the short knife nodded. "He said he'd make his move at 7 p.m. sharp."

"It seems they must have other arrangements as well,"

The burly leader nodded slightly, glanced at the building in the darkness ahead, and said, "Send a message to all the brothers to get ready."

"correct,"

The burly man with the short knife suddenly remembered something and quickly said, "That proprietress also said..."

"Boss, my bracelet can't connect to the internet."

Just then, the burly man in the corner suddenly spoke.

"Um?!"

The burly man in the lead was taken aback. He looked down at his bracelet and found that it had lost its network connection.

"The proprietress also said that tonight, those heretics might use their influence to implement internet censorship..."

The burly man with the short sword slowly finished speaking.

-

"Internet censorship?"

Lena, dressed in a black bodysuit, glanced at her bracelet, then turned to the slender boy beside her, who was draped in a long robe. "Your judgment was correct."

Then she looked up at the rumbling machines around her and asked, "What are we doing in the Norvis district?"

"This way."

The boy didn't answer her, but instead raised his hand and pointed into the depths of the street.

"it is good!"

Lena nodded and followed the boy's steps.

-

Akar Airport

The howling wind whipped up the mercenaries' collars as a man in an officer's uniform stood on a high platform, gazing into the depths of the night.

A faint glow appeared in the distance, and a tremendous roar of flight grew louder as it approached.

The man in the officer's uniform raised his hand and glanced at the time on his wristband.

"You're right on time."

His gaze swept over the staff in the corner of the airport, then he looked up again, watching the approaching light in the distance.

A whistling, cool wind carried a few glistening snowflakes, which landed on everyone's clothes and hats.

A blizzard is coming.

Chapter 830 This is the Eternal Divine Kingdom (Long Chapter, Seeking Monthly Tickets for National Day)

The howling night wind blew the girl's long golden hair as she gazed at the people wearing exoskeletons in front of her in the quiet, desolate square.

These people ranged in age from youngest to oldest, with the youngest looking to be under twenty, while the oldest's face was already etched with the marks of time.

Veri gazed calmly at her 'comrades' before her.

Their clothes were not neat, and the way they held their weapons was not uniform.

But each of them is a warrior forged in blood and fire, and the last pillar of the Twilight Order.

The surrounding air was so quiet, so quiet that you could almost hear a rapid heartbeat.

Veri wasn't their commander, and she didn't even have much interaction with these frontline soldiers. She needed a speech, a speech that could bring her closer to these soldiers.

She had thought that she would be nervous and at a loss at this moment, but when the moment actually arrived, she felt an unprecedented tranquility.

Looking at the people before her, she suddenly understood how her father felt standing on the podium. She took a deep breath, gripped the decorative dagger at her waist, recalled the speech the young man had revised for her, and slowly began to speak.

"All of you standing here now have lost your families and your happy lives because of Eternal Tantric Buddhism. We all remember the most tragic moments in our memories, and the scenes that have echoed in our dreams countless times."

"Compared to the Eternal Esoteric School, we are merely humble ants; we are weak and powerless, seemingly unable to shake them in the slightest."

"In all the years that the Twilight Order has existed, despite our best efforts, the Eternal Secret Order has continued to grow stronger."

"Now, they have even taken control of the city, like a huge curtain covering everything we can see, like holding a swarm of ants, tightly gripping us in their hands."

Upon hearing her words, a slight commotion arose in the crowd.

But Vera didn't let the commotion turn into doubt; she raised her voice slightly and continued.

"But even an ant can bite a person and cause a welt, and even the weakest rabbit can leave claw marks on a hunter."

"Now, the Eternal Cult has its hand firmly planted; they have sealed the city gates, controlled the internet, and their tentacles have spread throughout the entire city."

"Now, death is right before our eyes."

Even a caged hunting dog can howl angrily, and a fox caught in a trap can shriek sharply.

"Some people in this world die, and they die quietly."

"Some people die, yet their brilliance can be seen throughout the entire starry sky."

"Now, this is our only chance, our only chance to change all of this. Our actions may have no effect whatsoever; we may die in the flames of the first wave of battle."

"But the whole city can see that we were here. If there really is an afterlife, then our families can see everything we did."

"If we succeed, there will be no more people in this city joining us with new hatred."

"Even if we fail, our flame will burn forever."

"I can tell you all clearly, death..."

"Death is closer to us."

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