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Act Two: Blooming like a majestic flower Chapter 171: The approaching truth

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    There was a sharp, piercing sound, like a paper knife cutting through cardboard mercilessly.

    The block in front of everyone was at least six meters high and three meters wide, with countless runes for defense and demonization circuits. Even the stainless steel door with some special materials mixed in it was easily blocked by the Martial Saint with a stabbing sound.  Soros was cut into three pieces.

    The ten centimeter-thick steel plate was like a piece of paper being cut with a paper knife, appearing dismembered in the eyes of the three people present.  Clear traces appeared on the extremely smooth edge, which fell to the ground along the cut edges, making a roaring sound in the corridor, a buzzing sound that could make one's bones feel sore.  Countless fly ash splashed up.

    Logically speaking, invasion activities cannot be carried out with such a high-profile armed raid, because since it is a secret infiltration, it represents an extreme gap in the strength of the enemy and ourselves.  But unfortunately, they are not ordinary people bound by common sense.

    One is the great sage of the Secret Magic Association, one is the pinnacle of adventure fighting, and the other is an undefeated legend.

    What else can stop them?  There is nothing in this world that can stop these people.  And now there is no need to worry about anyone stopping them.  Because the researchers and armed personnel in this institute who could stop them have been turned into inconspicuous ashes by the red-haired young man who took the lead.

    For example, the countless fly ash that was splashed when the iron door fell to the ground would never have appeared in such a confidential place.  No one would have imagined that just a few minutes ago, these dustmen were two loyal and flesh-and-blood iron gate guards.

    ¡°Oh my godit¡¯s such a generous act, and you don¡¯t care whether there are innocent people inside?¡±

    After crossing the ruins of the gate that turned into a pile of scrap iron, the old mage looked back at the dust slowly flying in the space and shook his head with unbearable face. He opened the door to Gao Gen who was leading the way towards the depths of the laboratory.  He stopped talking and said in a somewhat nagging tone, "These people may be innocent poor people who came here to apply for jobs. Is it okay to kill them without asking any questions?"

    "To me, there is no so-called injustice or forgiveness in everything here. Their position is doomed to their death." After listening to the old mage's words, Gao Gen, who was leading the way, paused slightly and raised the corners of his mouth.  A sarcastic smile.

    "And to be pitiful, I was still the father of a child and the husband of a woman. But when I was fighting bloody battles on the front line, I was stabbed from behind." Compared to men of the same age, I was very thin.  The figure walked forward again in the corridor.  The soles of leather boots hit the stone floor, making a dull sound that made people feel lonely.

    "But why doesn't anyone pity me? When they come here, they have the identity of my enemies. So facing the enemies who killed my wife and children, it is natural for me to kill them all, right? What do you mean by pity?  It¡¯s nonsense in my eyes. No one pities me, so I won¡¯t pity my enemies. The issue of stance is bigger than life.¡±

    You may be tired of the intricate terrain, or tired of the old man¡¯s preaching.  The red-haired warrior held a cigarette in his mouth, letting out a hint of smoke, and spoke impatiently.  He extended his palm towards a wall.

    Like pushing the air, those palms that are too slender for a man pushed forward gently.  There was only a thumping sound, as if something was deflated. The wall blocking everyone was like a fake made of gravel. In the blink of an eye, it lost its own frame and collapsed into a cloud of dust.  After the wall disintegrated, the crumbling remains fell forward and backward in accordance with the call of gravity, forming a rather miserable ash pile on the ground.

    It looked like an aggregation of the remains of countless people who had been unknowingly burned clean by his flames.  Looking at the wreckage collapsed there, the two people behind the red-haired young man felt an inexplicable sadness.

    But the red warrior didn¡¯t feel anything was wrong. Instead, he stepped over the wreckage and walked deeper into the building with a normal expression.

    "Little Ren That's what I said, but don't you think it's too extreme?" Looking at the figure who gradually walked towards the inside of the building and used flames and spiritual energy to burn out a passage, the old mage felt a little embarrassed.  said.

    "Of course I know you are unhappy right now, and I can understand your mood. But killing everyone here directly doesn't fit in with our purpose, right? After all, we are not here to kill people, just to find information-" "  Do you think there is any difference between these two behaviors? Looking for information and killing people are both deaths, so it is better to let them die happily."

    ¡°It is better to die in the hands of the enemy than in the hands of one of your own.¡±?.  "

    Before the old mage could finish speaking, Gao Gen, who was leading the way, rudely interrupted the old mage's speech.  A hand pulled out a strange line of fire from the void, and waved it fiercely at the iron wall in front of it that was carved with countless runes for defense.

    There was no unexpected scene of a big collision between heaven and earth. The rune wall obediently made way for the slender line of fire that was like a knife edge.  As if even the surrounding time had been suspended, the magic patterns floating in the air gradually stagnated, trembled, and finally broke into heartbreaking rainbow-like arcs, covering what they should have defended to the death.  , the entrance to the passage, which was dark and disgusting as if black smoke was rising, was revealed.

    "The position determines the value of life. In my eyes, anyone who is related to the death of my wife and children must die."

    This is something that even the doorman, Old Jack, doesn¡¯t know.

    Although there is no record of the entrance to this passage, Gao Gen, who discovered the abnormality in the defense system from the psychic scan, instinctively came to this passage that was like the gate of hell.

    Looking at the dark passage, Gao Gen's snake-like vertical pupils slightly expanded to both sides due to excitement, which looked even more terrifying.  This man can realize that he seems to have arrived at a place not far from the truth, and that something he wants is inside this passage.  All the secrets he wanted were inside.

    "Why did my wife and children die? Is the inside story the same as what these two people said? You only need to go in to find out."

    The truth seems to be right in front of you.

    "I will not let any of the murderers of my wife and children go unpunished, even if I support them. They all need to die."

    Gao Gen exhaled a long stream of black smoke, threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground and crushed it with his feet.  There was a rare nervous look on that delicate face, and he stepped into the passage with trembling steps.

    PS: Second update~
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