Ark, they don't revolve around you

A person's social circle is so small, he only needs to firmly control the top few people, and he can naturally control the entire Longmen. Just like most official positions are unnecessary for the emperor. He only needs to accept the prime ministers under the Zhongshumen and the ministers of the six ministries. Those officials praise the real dragon all day long. The emperor is also the owner of Dayan in name, but the means he implements rely on the people below.

"Well done." Zhuang Ning murmured softly at last and turned off the channel. There was no need for any more instructions. Longmen should not act like a whimpering child.

As long as the initial chaos is over, both the Guards and the gangs will be able to do their best. Zhuang Ning watches the struggle of the soldiers on the screen like a father.

"Shining." He called the girl's name. After finishing all this, he finally talked to the girl. "Thank you for your hard work."

There were many strange and evil beasts piled up around the Shining, some of which were furniture, some were calligraphy and paintings, but they could not get close to Zhuang Ning.

The magic of the Shining was too violent for life. Unless one's life was as thick as that of the Scavenger King, who had endured thousands of years of decay, how could one withstand the sword of judgment? Moreover, the lives of these monsters were as thin as paper.

Shining exhaled, and seeing that he was at ease, she mustered up her courage. She had betrayed someone before, and no matter how justified the reason was, it was still an ironclad fact. Shining had thought about coming to Rhodes Island in the past six months, but she could never see the Doctor.

This time, she felt she had to speak out.

But Zhuang Ning spoke even faster: "Shinling, go support somewhere else, my people are coming."

"Ok?"

"My operators are here, there's no need for you to waste your abilities on me." He ordered them to leave without hesitation, but still with a smile.

Shining felt distressed. It turned out that the alienation and suspicion were not lies. This man was doubting her. He just accepted her because he was weak and needed a helper. But when someone took over, he was absolutely unwilling to let a woman get close to him.

Even though Zhuang Ning was still dominating the world not long ago, commanding both the black and white worlds with his own will, this man still looked around with a vigilant look, like a wild beast hiding in the dark, fearing other ferocious beasts.

Footsteps came from completely different places, and Shining opened his lips almost pleadingly: "I'm sorry."

"There's no need to say sorry. If you hadn't killed me, Liz would have died... No, actually you didn't kill me. How could a normal person survive with a pierced heart? You used magic to keep me alive when I was dying, so Kal'tsit was able to save me from the devil."

Although this is consolation, it is also true. Moral dilemma is one of the most fucked up things in this world because it only works for people with conscience. Good people are most likely to be used as a tool, but if you don't make a choice, the result will be worse.

Zhuang Ning also thought about it while lying on the hospital bed. One is his best friend who has been through thick and thin with him and the symbol of the most abuse, and the other is a body bag that has only been with him for more than half a year. What should he choose? Is it necessary? If it were Zhuang Ning himself, he would definitely choose the former, right?

But betrayal still hurts. When the sword pierced his chest, split his ribs and cut into his beating heart, it was like a basin of extremely cold water running through him from head to toe. The whole world was frozen. He was not a saint, and his pressure had reached its limit. He thought he should be able to welcome a warm embrace, but the reality left a mark on his face that can never be erased.

Yes, you have reasons, so be it, but you still let me down. In fact, he was often betrayed in Terra. As long as it involves power and life and death, trust is the most unreliable thing in the world. The meritorious officials trusted by the emperor may rebel at some point. What's the point of that except killing them?

Betrayal can never be healed, but Shining is still useful to him. This pardoner girl is actually a great contributor to Rhodes Island. It was she who hacked her own brother to death and destroyed the Pardoner family with a glorious history. She should have stayed in Rhodes Island, but she still ran away.

This time Zhuang Ning couldn't let her go. The Pardoner was such a rare existence, such a good trump card. Compared with him, what was his little grudge?

"It's okay, but you have a bigger mission." Zhuang Ning smiled.

But the more this happened, the paler Shining's face became. Her magic and life... were too closely connected with the soul. Emotions were what sustained her life. Unraveling the mystery and digging out emotions from the torrent of life was the specialty of the Absolver.

There was a demon king with white horns in history who could weave the desires of every warrior. Shining certainly couldn't do that, but she saw it and felt the suspicion. She dropped her outstretched hand, nodded quietly, and turned around.

After a brief reunion, they indeed separated again, but Shining was in a trance and thought that they had never met again.

At the last moment, before the others arrived, Shining turned her eyes back, tears falling, and she shouted, "I'm sorry!"

There was no response. The black man put himself in the darkness. He didn't mind apologizing. There was no one in this world worthy of his trust.

Chapter 72 My sister is under your care

The three girls were the ones who handed over the Shining. Zhuang Ning was not too surprised when he saw them. The distress signal he sent out specified that it was for elite operators and above. Even the weakest of the elite operators, Huang, could fight against a hundred alone and free fall from a height of several hundred meters if they had a disagreement.

It would be great if Huang and Rosemary were here, but they also had to go on missions and could only rely on foreigners. Zhuang Ning smiled. In the simulated world, as long as he gave an order, the Witch King's tower would move for him, but now he really had to start from scratch.

Longmen is very important, but Longmen means nothing - this is not a contradiction. Longmen is a city with extremely important economic value and geographical significance, but Longmen is too small after all. What it needs is a more vast land, such as Ursus or Yan, and at the very least it has to be Syracuse.

Not to mention what kind of evil and crazy plan this man was brewing in his heart, just looking at the three people who came to kill was shocking. The lone wolf of Syracuse waved his two swords and shook off the blood on the swords. She changed into a dress tonight, so her temperament changed from a slacking employee of Penguin Logistics to a bloodthirsty wolf. Even an adult could wield those two huge swords, but Texas held them easily in her hands.

This girl usually behaves too low-key and silent, but she is a born Syracusan. People from twelve families are besieging her. She is walking in the flames, with fallen corpses all around her, but the girl doesn't even look at them. Who could be a better warrior than her?

And there is Mostima. Angels always have an inexplicable holiness in the darkness, even if they are covered in blood.

In fact, if you don’t know them, you will always think that Mostima and Texas are very similar. You will never know what these two people are thinking. The difference is that Texas degenerated from a wolf into a dog. After all, wolves should run freely in the wilderness, while dogs will stay at home and depend on their owners.

But Mostima is still a bird, flapping its wings, and will not stop flapping even if it is injured. This girl should be so free, and her calmness has the strength of a relieved person.

No matter what, the girl tonight was also very beautiful. The only flaw was that she was holding a crazy gun in her hand. Mostima was the only person Zhuang Ning asked to come, just to deliver this heavy gun.

This was once a token that Mostima gave to the doctor. After the girl left, Zhuang Ning put it in the storage room, where it rested with so many memories.

The last person to come... Zhuang Ning raised her eyebrows slightly, she was indeed a little surprised. She should not have been there. Chief Chen is the current lord of Longmen, he should be dressed like Wei Yanwu. That bastard Wei Yanwu must have been an amazing swordsman when he was young, but now that he has become the governor of Longmen, how many days will it take for him to take action personally?

The son of a rich man cannot sit down in the hall.

But Chen Huijie still came, and the girl didn't keep her composure. Zhuang Ning admitted that he was a little disappointed with the girl. Although he had ignored her, he still hoped that she could behave in a way that was consistent with her status.

Everyone in the world is a gear. Some gears are insignificant and can be replaced if they get stuck. But some gears are broken and it is very difficult to replace them. Chen Huijie is the latter. Zhuang Ning thought that this girl should sit in the hall, facing the camera and microphone to speak to all the citizens of Longmen to calm their hearts.

Tonight she wore a uniform, a white shirt with a short-sleeved shirt on the outside, and two swords hanging from her waist, one was a standard sword, and the other was the real deadly sword Chi Xiao. She dressed herself like a superintendent of the Guards Bureau, as if she had returned to two years ago.

Perhaps he should have reprimanded the girl, but he didn't say it, and the matter was done. A smile appeared on Zhuang Ning's calm face.

Then, he suddenly leaned forward, rolled over, raised the pistol in his hand, and fired three bullets at the darkness behind him. The protective equipment on his body emitted a dim fluorescence, proving that he had indeed encountered some kind of attack just now.

"Dodged... They said that Doctor, you don't have a strong body, but your tactical thinking and brain are your greatest reliance." A faint voice sounded, and the fluorescent light from the skylight illuminated the man's appearance. He was so handsome that he didn't look like an ordinary person. He seemed like an immortal who walked out of an ancient scroll.

He seemed to have been standing there from the beginning, blending into the space. Several bullets were suspended in the air, and with a wave of the man's fingertips, they naturally fell to the ground.

"Scout." Zhuang Ning said coldly, "Didn't you notice this person?"

"Not at all. Sorry, Doctor." Scout, who was holding the gun, had dry lips. Yan was really a hell of a country. Could the people here follow the Basic Law? The man avoided the Originium perception surrounding Zhuang Ning, which proved that he was not even using Originium skills to hide his breath!

"These are fragments of the year, there's no need to panic." Zhuang Ning sighed.

Even if Sui is not the strongest beast, he is almost at the peak. How can the fragments separated from it be easily passed? What's more, the person standing in front of him is him... the second fragment of Sui beast, Ling, Nian, Xi's second brother.

Chen Huijie, Texas and Mostima were shocked and quickly protected Zhuang Ning behind them, but they were a little slow as Zhuang Ning had already swiftly dodged to the cover.

He narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "We have never met before, and you want to kill me?"

"It's not like we've never met before. My sisters are all connected to you." The man laughed. "Besides, you're here to kill me anyway. You asked your people to pay attention to the abnormality, but you found out that I'm the culprit. If you get rid of me, the weapon will naturally return to its original state without a master."

He took out the wine cup, the gorgeous cup glowed in the night. This thing had caused troubles in the Great Yan territory several times, but it never occurred to him that it would eventually return to the man.

Zhuang Ning smiled slightly and said, "We have no grudges against each other, so we should talk it out..."

"You want to delay time? You do have a backup plan." The man said what he was thinking, and then smiled again, "But if you want to talk, I don't mind. I just saw Ling recently. She was in a long sleep and was depressed. I guess your words must have hurt her. I don't have a good relationship with my other sisters, but Ling is the only one who is willing to play chess with me. Even if it's just for this little bit of brother-sister love, I have to ask you for clarification."

Zhuang Ning's throat became dry. Not to mention that his thoughts were seen through, Ling was not within his scope of concern. What suffocated him was the wine cup in the man's hand. The wine cup gave the people around him a sense of commonality.

At this moment, there was a hint of ancient and mysterious breath in the wine cup, as if a pair of tyrannical eyes opened, wreaking havoc on the pain and anger of being betrayed for thousands of years.

Age phase.

This man actually wanted to call up the age in Longmen!

Chapter 73: Well done, Doctor

"Ling, I haven't seen her for a long time. Maybe she is just tired of me and doesn't want to meet me. Maybe she feels that she has met a filthy person in her long life, so she is bored."

Even though he knew the man's intention, Zhuang Ning had to pretend to be nice to him. He guessed correctly that he was stalling for time. The incident was an emergency, which did not mean that Zhuang Ning had no solution, but he needed to think about it.

The immortal man saw through this, but didn't mind. Perhaps he was also curious about how Zhuang Ning would deal with him, so he smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's the other way around. She has lived too long and always thinks she is free and easy. But a free and easy person doesn't need the help of others, but you did it. You made her fall in love. You are the demon that disturbs her mind."

"Inner demon?" Zhuang Ning was stunned for a moment, but he reacted to this word.

Inner demon? How could it be possible? That was Ling. There is probably no joke funnier than this in the world.

Zhuang Ning laughed loudly, but his smile revealed murderous intent. He whispered coldly, "How could I do that, sir? I am just a mortal. You can turn your hand to make clouds and your hand to make rain. Why are you still afraid of a mere mortal like me?"

"Mortal? But there are no mortals like you--" The man's words suddenly stopped, and his eyes became dull, like a lifelike sculpture.

Time froze for him. During the short moment of conversation, Zhuang Ning had already given instructions to several girls using special secret codes. Mostima was the first to raise her staff. An inexplicable wind blew up, blowing away her long dark blue hair that was as twig-like as branches.

The sealed power was released by her will, and the ancient giant beast's soul emerged from Mastema's staff, coldly fiddling with the reflection of time!

This is the Lock of Desolate Time, the Key of Prologue! Although Mastema seems fragile, she is very strong. On the day when she was betrayed by her teammates, the powerful beast gave power, time and knowledge to the fallen Sakota!

Nothing is more cruel than time. Even a 40-year-old man cannot resist the flow of time in his mind. He should not take mere mortals lightly.

Zhuang Ning took the gun from Mostima without any nonsense. He disassembled the parts one by one in his hands. He was not too familiar with the structure of the gun. Mostima felt a pain in his heart and suddenly thought that perhaps in the countless days and months in the past, this person who longed for home would walk into the room full of old things to commemorate those who had left.

What Mostima left behind was this gun. Before he despaired, Zhuang Ning might have disassembled it time and time again and maintained it carefully. It was during the maintenance process that he grasped every detail of this guardian gun, but what kind of mentality did he have when he debugged the gun in his hand?

Mostima bit her lip and brushed away her unnecessary thoughts. This was a battlefield after all, and she had no time for sentimentality.

Two slender shadows passed by Zhuang Ning, and cold instructions rang in Mostima's ears:

"Mastema, remove the spell."

Almost instinctively, the girl followed the instructions. The enemy's time began to flow, and before he could react, two sharp swords pierced the man's chest!

His expression became ferocious, the two swords belonged to that Rupert, an abominable wolf. The man looked back and glared at him, Texas flew backwards and hit the heavy cupboard!

In this short interval, Zhuang Ning had assembled and modified Mostima's gun. He raised the gun and aimed it at the man. He was not a Lateran angel, so he should not be able to use the Lateran guardian gun because it was actually a staff, and each etched bullet was an exquisite small spell-casting unit. The most annoying thing about the Lateran people was that their bullets were sometimes extremely idealistic, and one bullet could even hit the midsummer.

But this man went against this principle. The guard gun was converted into a furious weapon in just a few seconds. His hands holding the weapon were still so white. A few minutes ago, he was a king sitting in the rear. Most kings did not have to face the enemy, but only had to stay behind the scenes and make plans. They sat in the deep palace with expressionless faces, listening to the servile reports of their prince's people.

But at this moment, Zhuang Ning was like an overlord. An overlord should go into battle and kill the enemies, and use the enemies' heads to build a pagoda, which would serve as a stairway to heaven!

The bony hand pulled the trigger. Zhuang Ning pulled the trigger and asked Mostima to lift the spell. After all, it was too much effort for the soul of a mere giant beast to imprison a year-old. What's more, it was not necessary!

Bullets rained down like rain, easily piercing through the man's frail body. Zhuang Ning did not use etched bullets, but rather large-caliber projectiles made of pure source stone mixed with special metal. This was an ancient technology, and when the bullets entered the body, they would be like small bombs!

The man was stunned for a moment, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand and touched the body, which was already riddled with holes.

But the man sneered. His essence was far beyond that of ordinary beings. So what if his body was pierced?

Zhuang Ning was also very calm. He kept shooting, standing in the most standard posture, relying on his weak body to dissipate the heavy recoil. His hands were already numb, and it was conceivable that the magazine would be emptied soon, and the man would then have room to fight back.

The man is waiting too.

After a few seconds, the sound stopped and thick smoke billowed. The man raised his head with a sneer. No matter what this man did, it was useless. The Year Beast in the wine cup had already taken shape and was about to... about to?

The man was horrified when he saw the sharp sword light whistling towards him. It was not an ordinary sword, but the dragon-slaying sword, Chi Xiao. The sword was full of murderous aura and was the natural enemy of the age that had not yet taken shape in the wine cup!

Chen Huijie made her move. Her sword intent was so cold, the Cloud-Splitting Sword was immediately erected. She poured all she had learned in her life into this one strike!

The man's expression finally changed, and he raised his hand to exert his power. How could a mere immature real dragon stop his plan?

The next second, the power of time flowed through him again. Mostima watched him coldly. She seemed to be the most qualified assistant!

A black shadow approached the man again. Texas swung her sword like a dance with the ruthlessness and decisiveness of a lone wolf. This girl would never let down her guard when dealing with the enemy!

The rain of swords is pouring down!

Thousands of swords exploded in the man's body, piercing through his last hope of counterattack. Even if it was just a fragment, the injury would still bleed!

This is really a perfect combination. Men would not take these three girls seriously if they were alone, but when they are together and obey the doctor's command, each of them is like a monster!

As time passed, the man laughed and muttered, "Mad man."

He was indeed a madman, and Zhuang Ning didn't even intend to give him room to exercise his authority.

The Cloud-Splitting Sword has already fallen, and Chi Xiao shattered the year phase that was about to take shape. The giant beast roared with eternal resentment, but was powerless.

Suddenly, the space fell silent, the wine cup fell to the ground, and the man's body was half rotten, his internal organs and blood were flowing endlessly. In the darkness, his eyes surged with a strange dark red color, and he clapped softly: "Well done, Doctor."

Chapter 74 I Must Kill You

"Well done, Doctor." The man's wounds were healing quickly. He gently picked up the wine cup and stroked it gently. Chen Huijie's Cloud-Splitting Sword was strong enough to split rocks, but it couldn't leave even a trace on the wine cup.

This was not something that a mortal could make. The smelting technology that Sui Beast mastered was difficult even for Dayan today to master. Perhaps at the last moment before being killed, Sui Beast could have launched a final counterattack against the humans who were conquering him, but that stupid guy chose to make such a useless wine cup and fill it with the last wisp of his soul.

Zhuang Ning gasped, letting the cold air enter his lungs and cooling his burning blood. He began to blame himself for being so weak. He was so weak. Was the mere act of pulling the trigger enough to make him breathless?

He and the enemy waited in tacit understanding. Zhuang Ning stopped his girl from taking advantage of the situation to pursue and capture the dragon. Even if he was killed, it would be useless. The soul of the giant beast would not be destroyed by the disappearance of the body of a mere agent.

"Now we can have a good talk." The age phase was eliminated, and soon the weapon would lose its activity and return to the form of an object. However, Zhuang Ning did not care about this outcome. He looked straight at his second brother and said, "Tell me, why did you attack Longmen?"

"Can't you guess it? No, you definitely know it. My sister always mentions you to me and says how great you are."

"Has anyone ever told you that I don't like the Riddler?" Zhuang Ning sneered. He fumbled for the magazine and reloaded his weapon. The enemy seemed to have admitted defeat, but he was still a Tyrannosaurus Rex after all!

"It's not a riddle. You can guess it. I saw your eyes. You and I are very similar. You and I are the same person."

"This is the Riddler. You are a lunatic. You have been hiding yourself for the past thousand years, even your real name. You don't even want to tell your name to anyone except the person who gave you the name." Zhuang Ning coldly revealed the man's true identity.

But the man was not surprised at all. Instead, he smiled gently: "If you and I are not the same person, how can you see through me?" He shook his head, stroking the wine cup, his eyes so gentle, "You won. That little girl is really powerful. The Cloud Rift Sword, although not as elegant as your ancestor, is barely passable. The weapon will disappear soon. I failed."

The man downplayed it, as if it was not important to him. On the contrary, there was a strange color in his eyes. Zhuang Ning's hair stood on end. He knew that it was the purest... murderous intent!

"But you still have to die, Doctor." The man whispered coldly, as if the entire Longmen was not as important as killing Zhuang Ning.

Zhuang Ning raised his gun and asked inappropriately: "If you kill me, won't your sister be sad?"

"I said, except for Ling, my sisters and I have never had a good relationship. Their weaknesses and behaviors disappoint me. Only my kind brother will take care of them out of his brother's duty, right?"