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Volume One Chapter 385 Attacks Again

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    Chapter 385 Attack again

    In the space invisible to everyone, countless fine spiritual filaments connect each mecha. In each mecha, there is a heroic soul from another world stationed silently. If viewed from the air, the entire Liuli Plain will look like  It's like a tightly woven net, but you don't know who is the prey.

    The talks didn¡¯t go smoothly, but they didn¡¯t go as far as turning heads.  For some reason, Balerion always felt that the young man in front of him was a little absent-minded, as if he was quietly waiting for something.  His long years have given him extensive knowledge, and also taught him how to restrain his violent temper.  He was not dissatisfied over such a trivial matter.  He was just curious about what else distracted the general when facing the two dragon kings.

    The content of the conversation gradually shifted from ancient secrets to the current situation. The formation of the Invisible Alliance has been put on the agenda. A leader of the Dragon Clan, a leader of the Free Army, and the huge Akashic Secret Society.  Long, the combination of the three is enough to represent one-third of the future alliance's strength.  Fu Cailei left early. He was not interested in these things. He was more willing to spend his time on those strange fire crystal armors.  Bo Jiangang also left with the old dean. The Free Army is the Free Army, and Charno is Charno. The two complement each other but operate independently. It is inappropriate for him to stay here as the representative of Charno.  As the only two non-mental mutants left, only the dark mechas were left in the large and empty room.  Vhagar was not interested in the next topic and walked away alone, wandering in the courtyard alone.  Only then did he realize that there was no guard in the entire building, only a small number of attendants.  Although these attendants were also wearing military uniforms, they did not carry weapons.  Vaghal couldn't help but feel suspicious in his heart. It seemed against common sense that there was no security guard at the official residence of a major general.  But he always felt as if there was a pair of eyes observing him secretly. No matter where he went, those dark eyes were always inseparable.  This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn't find the reason.  He looked around, mentally searching around, but there was nothing in the empty courtyard except for those empty mechas with unknown purposes.

    The mental fluctuations detected by Vhagar using his mental power were not hidden from the three people in the room. Balerion frowned slightly, knowing that Vhagar probably also felt that he was being watched.  As soon as he entered the Liuli Plain, this feeling lingered in his heart and couldn't go away.  At first, he thought it was some kind of surveillance system like electronic eyes.  There is a similar device on the Superpower Star. In this increasingly technological society, no one can truly survive without technology, not even mental mutants who advocate spiritual mysticism.  It must be admitted that technology plays an irreplaceable role in improving the quality of life.  However, Balerion soon realized that things were not that simple.  No kind of electronic surveillance can achieve surveillance without blind spots. He quietly changed his position and even secretly used a few small hiding techniques to eliminate the weird feeling in his heart.

    At this time, Yi Lexiang's eyebrows twitched slightly inadvertently, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a faint smile appeared on his face.  Finally it¡¯s here!  Yi Lexiang's concealed expression did not escape Balerion's careful and keen observation, and he realized that what the young man had been waiting for had arrived.  Andhe thought to himself, it seemed that the person who came was not a friend¡ª¡ª

    Algernon led his team through the shadows, and the mechas standing on the flat wasteland became their best concealment.  There was excitement in his heart about leaving 'hell', and there was also boiling anger.  Rodrik's failure brought shame to the entire "Divine Punishment". The first mission of Divine Punishment in many years ended in failure. This was something that the arrogant Algernon could not accept under any circumstances.  More importantly, there is still a drop of the "blood of divine punishment" stored in the temple that has not dried up, which means that one of the divine punishments may have fallen into the hands of the enemy.  But no matter how hard the monks tried, they could not determine the location of the captured God Punishment.  Defect?  Or captured?  It was a serious question, but nevertheless, Algernon knew in his heart that this man had to die.  He brought his God's Punishment Team, who were nicknamed "The Purges" in "Hell".  However, Algernon preferred that they take the name "Bloody Knights" for themselves.  Whether it is "Purge" or "Bloody Knight" is just a title. In Algernon's view, it doesn't really matter. There is only one thing that is most important: they are one of the most outstanding teams in God's Punishment, and their existence is to cleanse.  God's punishment for those who failed to complete their mission but survived.  Of course, another job is to complete tasks that other teams have not completed.  He has carefully studied all the information on the target, and to be honest, he still doesn't understand why Rodrik missed.  Maybe it's because Rodrik is old, or maybe it's because his little granddaughter who hasn't yet graduated is too immature, because there is really nothing surprising about the target person.  Of course, it must be admitted that this young man named Yi Lexiang is a military genius with??There is a thick pile of case files on the glorious victories achieved under his command, but these seem to have nothing to do with divine punishment. They are assassins, not soldiers, and they will not confront the opponent head-on.  For some unknown reason, Algernon did not receive relevant information about the destruction of the Knights of the Temple of Gesar Planet.  Perhaps the temple's top brass didn't want too many people to know about the shame that brought shame to the entire Divine Alliance.  However, Algernon had his own way. He got some information about the general from others, and the information said that the general might be a psychic.  Algernon thought this might be one of the reasons for Rodrik's failure.  If you don't know the details of your opponent, then failure is not far away from you.  For divine punishment, there is no failure, only death.

    The setting sun is gradually setting, and on this flat glazed plain, the elongating shadows under the sunset will only expose their figures more easily.  Fortunately, there are many towering mecha sculptures here. With the help of the oblique shadows of their huge bodies, one after another figures shuttle back and forth, constantly moving forward in the interlacing of light and darkness.  Inexplicably, something was wrong in Algernon's heart. It was too quiet here. The villa was clearly visible, but he couldn't see a guard. It seemed that this was not a residence of important officials, but an abandoned building.  Ancient ruins palace.  He crouched in the shadow of the mecha, motionless, and gave no signal to move forward.  His subordinates looked at him in confusion.

    Algernon in the shadow was silent and thinking to himself.  He felt that the villa shrouded in dusk was becoming more and more strange and silent. What an assassin needed most was not powerful assassination skills but the decisiveness to assess the situation. There was only one chance at any time, and failure meant death.  Algernon reluctantly suppressed the impetuous mood in his heart. There must be something he had missed or didn't know.  Yi Lexiang is the savior of Charno and a hero in the eyes of the people. There is no reason why the official residence where he lives should not have any guards.  Moreover, they had seen with their own eyes the floating convoy transporting the Long clan members driving into the villa. Even in terms of security, it was impossible for the Charno people not to arrange guards.  Is this a trap?  Algernon couldn't help but prepare for the worst. He kept making various complicated gestures to signal his team members to be more vigilant.

    On the distant horizon, most of the setting sun has sunk, and the light shining on the earth is getting darker and darker.  Algernon silently counted the time, waiting for the moment when the light disappeared.  Regardless of advancing or retreating, assassins only belong to darkness.  He didn't know what his enemies were waiting for.  The fall of darkness will only benefit assassins like them who wander in the darkness. They can do much more under night than they can under daylight, such as escaping and sneaking.  Could it be that I am neurotic?  He couldn't help but secretly speculate.  It was his idea to sneak into the villa at dusk. He thought it was easier for the enemy to relax their vigilance at this moment.  However, the silent villa was right in front of him, but he hesitated and did not dare to enter it.  The villa became increasingly larger in the dusk, with its mouth wide open, as if mocking his uneasiness, and like the mouth of a demon waiting to devour them.  He felt shame, a shame he had never felt before.  He constantly reminded himself not to lose his mind. Calmness is an assassin's best friend, while impulsiveness is the last way into the abyss of death.

    Before the last ray of sunlight sank into the earth, Algernon raised his hand and opened his clenched fist.  This means giving up action.  The moment he opened his fist, he let out a breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.  The nameless pressure made him nervous. It was not until this moment that he realized that his clenched fists were full of sweat.  He even found it a bit funny. He was no young assassin. The long and hard training in "hell" had long forged his nerves as tough as steel wires.  He was a little puzzled by his inexplicable nervousness.  Maybe it's been too long since I've been on a mission.  He told himself this.

    Night finally fell on the earth, and a dim red light lit up on the cold and silent Liuli Plain.  At a glance, it is continuous, just like eyes.  With the dim light, Algernon, who was about to retreat, suddenly caught a look of horror on the faces of his nearby subordinates, and his heart skipped a beat.  What happened?  His subordinates looked at him with horrified eyes, as if they had seen something incredible.  Algernon glanced around vigilantly, as calm as ever.  He looked at the subordinate in confusion again. The subordinate's eyes were staring blankly at the height behind him, and his whole person seemed to be stiff.  Feeling something, Algernon suddenly raised his head, a pair of red blood-colored eyes looking down at him, and he felt a bone-chilling coldness pass directly from the soles of his feet to his forehead.  He finally understood where the inexplicable feeling of discomfort came from, it was those jet black mechas.  He twisted his head sluggishly, and could even hear the rattling of his stiff neck bones. Looking around, the entire plain was filled with flickering dark red lights. Those were the eyes of the mechas. Are those mechas alive?
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