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Act 4 "Flying Swords of Dragon Gate" Chapter 9 Disaster Is Coming

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    > Compared with the new members of the Zhongzhou Dream Team, the old players such as Dou Xiaoming, Zhao Rui, Wang Wenle, Zhou Zixuan, and Feng Liang are much calmer.  **() They already have the qualifications of a veteran and have more confidence in the Central Continent Dream Team and their own equipment and strength.

    When the last ghost turned into white smoke, its body turned into ashes, and its soul was attached to Liu Dali's Fangtian painted halberd, most of the team members cheered.

    Maybe it¡¯s a great feeling to kill enemies, but when the number of enemies reaches a certain level, it will make people feel powerless. The longer the time, the stronger this feeling becomes.

    If it weren¡¯t for the blessing of Liu Dali¡¯s small universe and the assistance of a large number of small armed robots, the Central Continent Dream Team would definitely lose its members in this battle.

    If a team member dies in battle, some players are in poor condition, or have not been trained enough, problems may occur, and this line of defense may collapse.

    As long as one line of defense collapses, a complete collapse is likely to occur.

    Of course, with five captains on guard, the situation is different.  Just like "Star Battle" and "Ice Throne", one hero can often turn the situation around and is the key to victory or defeat.

    Alec took over the command from the two captains and asked them to stay in their positions while he began to summarize the battle.

    When they encounter this situation again, how can they reduce losses and how to effectively delay the enemy's progress instead of aiming at killing the number of enemies.

    Other civilian androids continue to be on alert and monitor the neighborhood.

    The three captains Long Aotian, Xia Yuhe and Qin Feng did not enter the basement of Maplewood Building. They were sitting outside.  To prevent accidents.

    Forty-eight team members were on guard with guns to replenish the small armed robots that died in battle.

    Small reconnaissance aircraft No. 1, with Maplewood Building as the center, patrols the surrounding area and monitors the city below.

    ¡° Dozens of spider-shaped maintenance robots climbed out of the command vehicle.  They began to clean up the battlefield, collect the remains of small armed robots, repair damaged small armed robots, and replenish ammunition for them.

    Yang Ming can mass-produce small armed robots, but his storage equipment is limited, the number he can carry is limited, and his ammunition is also limited.

    There are no factories and materials.  *1*1* Even if Yang Ming brought technical personnel, he would not be able to make them into shape and put them into battle in a short period of time.

    All in all, this short battle is just the first part of the entire mission.  Neither the civilian auxiliary androids nor the combat androids nor the team members relaxed their vigilance because of this.

    In the basement of Fenglin Building, Liu Dali, Yang Ming and Zhang Qihua met.

    Zhang Qihua used white magic to wake up the unconscious couple Yi Banshi, the bald mage and Superintendent Ashin.  The moment they opened their eyes, everyone received a notification that the first task was completed.

    The bald master gave a one-palm salute to everyone and said, "Amitabha, I would like to thank all the donors for their life-saving grace."

    "Wife. We survived."

    "husband"

    Yi Banshi and his wife hugged each other, crying for the rest of their lives.  At the same time, I mourned the death of two female colleagues.

    Superintendent Ashin asked: "I wonder what you call me?"

    Liu Dali showed his ID and said: "We are members of the Hong Kong Special Security Department. I hope you will keep everything that happened tonight confidential."

    Superintendent Ashin carefully looked at the ID Liu Dali showed, then saluted Liu Dali and said loudly: "Yes, sir!"

    "Beautiful, beautiful." Liu Dali ordered: "Take the police officers up to rest."

    "Everyone, please." Wu Meili and Wu Meihui stood on both sides and made a gesture of invitation.

    When Yi Banshi and Superintendent Ashin saw these two beauties, their faces burst into smiles. Yi Banshi¡¯s wife grabbed the fat on his buttocks and reminded her husband not to look around.

    The three of them followed the two sisters Wu Meili and Wu Meihui out of the basement of Fenglin Building amid a small fight.

    After Superintendent Ashin and Yi Banshi and his wife left, Liu Dali took the red orb from Zhao Ling'er and asked, "Master, do you know what this is?"

    Yang Ming and Zhang Qihua only knew that this was a very powerful treasure, a core magic weapon that controlled the nine-headed cat spirit and arranged the evil array of nine-life cats.

    In terms of power, this red orb has exceeded ordinary C-level weapons. It is not known whether it is a blessing or a curse for the Central Continent Dream Team to obtain such a treasure under such circumstances.

    The bald mage is a first-class ghost hunter. He is powerful in this area and has a broad vision. He took the orb and looked at it carefully. He said in surprise, "Oh! Amitabha, this is not a treasure in the world. It comes from the world."Hell, the world is in trouble now.  "

    "Here we come." Liu Dali, Yang Ming and Long Aotian knew as soon as they saw the bald mage's appearance that he and this orb were closely related to the second mission.

    Yang Ming asked: "Master, what happened?"

    The bald mage turned around and looked at the gate of hell that was sealed by him. When he saw it, the four words "Amitabha" on the seal flashed red several times, then spontaneously ignited and fell off, and a chill came to his face.

    "This gate of hell has been tampered with, ohthe number of days, the number of days" The bald-headed mage looked at the red orb in his palm and explained: "This treasure is called the Blood Soul Pearl. It comes from the Blood Pool Hell of the underworld. It has incredible power.  I don¡¯t know why it lives in the human world. If it hadn¡¯t been for it, even if those ghosts arranged the evil formation ¡®Nine-Life Cat¡¯, they wouldn¡¯t be a match for Lao Na and others after they invited the gods to take their bodies.¡±

    "Wealth and silk touch people's hearts, and treasures are even more exciting. Even gods ah" The bald mage sighed. He turned to look at Liu Dali and his party, and said, "Donor, it's a disaster for you to get this blood bead."  It's not a blessing. I know that people in your government will not give up such treasures, otherwise you would not commit the act of killing gods."

    The bald mage was eloquent and kept talking: "At this point, we can only go against fate. If we fail, the world will be destroyed in 1999."

    Yang Ming asked: "Ten years later? So long?"

    "As the saying goes, one day in the sky and one year on the earth." The bald-headed mage pointed to the ceiling and said: "To us, it is ten years, but to the higher ups, it is only ten days. You are members of the government, so you should know that something has to be done.  For some complicated procedures, even if a few gods know about it, if they want to do something, they have to report it to their leaders and get approval before they can act."

    "This back and forth, I estimate, will take at least ten days. If the leaders of several factions above are interested in this treasure, and they hold several more meetings to discuss how to distribute the benefits, it will be difficult to say, and it will take another ten days.  It took half a month to get the results in 2012. It¡¯s really normal.¡±

    "This world not only has heaven, but also has time differences. Is it an affiliated world or something else? We are in big trouble." Zhang Qihua asked: "What is the situation in the underworld?"

    "The time between the underworld and the human world is synchronized to facilitate their business." The bald-headed mage explained, "If the gods in the sky do not intervene and interfere with the human world. I estimate that in three days at most, a certain ghost king in the underworld, oh, that is, the owner of the Blood Pearl  Or a powerful ghost who stole it will use it as an excuse to launch an attack on the world and bring a catastrophe to this world."

    Liu Dali and others had to admit that the bald mage was not in the wrong profession. He kept talking for a long time and showed no sign of stopping.

    "I am also involved in this matter. If I wait until the people above come forward, I will go to see the Buddha in advance." The bald master looked at Liu Dali, "This leader, for the safety of our lives and the harmony of all Hong Kong,  In order for all mankind to continue to reproduce, we must find a way to solve this matter before heaven takes action, at least to get rid of the connection between the Blood Soul Pearl and us."

    Zhang Qihua wanted to ask a question, but he didn't expect that he had just opened his mouth and took a sip, without even having time to move his tongue. The bald mage continued: "I have already made several plans for the reference of all donors."

    Liu Dali saw that the bald mage looked at him and the others with stern eyes and had no intention of continuing. He said, "This is not the place for detailed discussions. Master, come with me."

    "Amitabha." The bald-headed master recited the Buddha's name, "Since the leader has invited me, I will not be respectful. I will seal the gate of hell for three days, and then go up with the leader to talk about it."

    The bald mage took off his cassock, moved the mustache on his lips a few times, recited a few incantations, and threw the cassock forward.

    This red cassock spun twice in the air, flew to the big iron gate, and covered the gate.

    I saw the red light and golden light of the cassock flashing alternately several times, and the cold chill disappeared.

    With the eyesight of Liu Dali and others, it is easy to see that there is a layer of yellow cloth stuck inside the cassock, with the four characters "Amitabha" written in red on it.

    "Donor please."

    The bald mage made an invitation gesture, but Liu Dali was not polite to him. He led the way out of the basement, left Fenglin Building, and got into the command vehicle.  ()¡ª¡ª

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