Chapter 1691

Roland personally led the elite of the three hundred ash temple to the thunderstorm mountains by three flying eagles. After seeing the scene, even experienced investigators vomited directly on the spot.

"Burn and bury all the corpses, take the living ones back and put them in secret prison directly. The interrogation will be handed over to the intelligence department and reported directly to me. The rest of the people have no authority to know." Roland said with a calm face, taking his eyes away from the evil altar.

"Yes

Everyone agreed, and the professionalism was reflected immediately. A big pit was dug quickly, and all the bodies were thrown into the pit. The fire magician lost several fireballs and turned them into fly ash immediately. Then they were buried in sand and soon recovered to the ground.

"Come on, go back." Roland personally confirmed that there was no omission, led the team to leave, no one asked half a word.

Recently, the grey temple has taken over some strange events and arrested a group of strange people. However, it generally doesn't need to take action after it is dispatched. It just needs to end up, just like a team of professional land washing personnel.

However, the confidentiality level of these incidents is the highest among the members of the grey temple. Even members of the grey temple are forbidden to discuss them. Once any information is leaked, it's not as simple as disciplinary punishment.

"Lord, this is the confession of those guys who were captured during the day." Burton walked into Roland's office, closed the door, put a stack of confessions sealed with kraft paper on the table, looked at Roland hesitated for a while, and said, "what they said..."

"Part of it is true." Roland picked up the kraft paper bag, opened it and looked at the confessions.

Bolton's face changed slightly. Roland didn't say much, but it contained a lot of information.

The guys who were captured in the daytime today were all talking about some evil god. They prayed that one day the evil god would return to the world and turn Nolan into a land of disaster. They would become the servants of the evil god and gain great strength and eternal life.

One or two of these people may be regarded as coincidental mental disorders, but when such people gather in a pile, and they believe in their own beliefs, and even are willing to die in order to release evil spirits, things will become a little terrible.

If such an evil god really exists, it will be a great threat to Nolan, or a disaster once it appears.

Burton is not a timid person. As the head of the grey Temple intelligence service, he knows what it means for Roland to pay so much attention to a matter and even list it as the highest secret sequence.

"Go and interrogate all the guys you brought back in the evening, not only their behavior and purpose, but also their dreams. The really useful information may be in their dreams." Roland singled out a confession and pushed it to Bolton.

Burton picked up the confession. The main content of the confession was an absurd dream. A huge nameless object was trapped under the ground by countless chains. Under the ground, there was a cave several kilometers high, and there were countless dark passages. The voice was calling him

He doesn't know the value of this paper full of absurd dreams, but he has made clear Roland's intention. The evil spirit behind these crazy guys' dreams is the purpose of their investigation.

"Go ahead, we still have a lot of work, but not much time." Roland continued to look down at the confessions in a flat tone.

"Yes." Burton turned and walked out of the office. He didn't know how to explain to his nervous subordinates who were tormented by those guys, but the next interrogation might be more grinding.

……

The shaking wine glass, the intoxicating wine and the intoxicating beauty failed to pour MEG down after all.

Put Elena in her arms on the bed and take off her coat. McGonagall went back to his room with a smile, locked the door, closed his eyes and opened the mutton soup experience pack.

"This fool! I'm so angry In the next room, Elena opened her eyes and clenched her fist in anger.

Mutton soup almost all over the country, but also because of different geographical characteristics.

The recipe of mutton soup provided by the system to MEG is said to be a masterpiece of all the experts.

McGonagall actually likes mutton soup, but this seemingly simple mutton soup also tests the skill of the chef. Mutton has a strong smell. If it's not handled properly, the soup tastes like mutton, which makes people stay away.

"The owner of the mutton hall I make complaints about... Is not cursing the chef, too?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that things had suddenly become a little bad.

He's not a mean person. Maybe he's more demanding than most people, and he can't stand the attitude of those so-called online stores and old stores, but they can't make good dishes with heart. He always thinks that people can't just say beautiful things. Since they speak, it's better to say something truthful.

Of course, that may not sound so nice.

Anyway, he doesn't care whether other people feel good, just like he can't control the mouth of those blowers, so he's not allowed to tell the truth?

"Host, please don't comfort yourself. The completion of the dishes has been decided. Please enter the kitchen god test field as soon as possible!" The system sounds.

"What... System? Can I apologize here? I think I've talked a little too much before. Why don't you open a live broadcast and I'll apologize to those chefs who have been hurt by me?" Meg said with a smile.

"The chefs said they couldn't forgive you." The system replied.

"Ha ha." McGonagall rolled his eyes, without any unexpected result, quietly raised his middle finger, and said with some disdain, "isn't it a perfect mutton soup? You guys who don't want to make progress and can't even keep the things left by your ancestors, let's see what is real mutton soup! "

Then McGonagall kicked open the door of the kitchen god auditorium.

It's also very happy there.

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"This array..." novad stood at the altar, looking at the array with his brow locked, and at the same time, he wanted to eliminate the whispers that were constantly ringing in his ears.

"Can it be solved?" Krasu asked nervously.

"It's very difficult. I don't know much about the ancient array. There are very few materials in the world. Few relics have been seriously damaged. I'm afraid no one in the world has seen a complete ancient array, let alone studied it." Novartis shook his head with a heavy look.

"If you can't do it, I'm afraid other people can't do it." Krasu sighed.

"There is no absolute solution. Maybe some people have studied the ancient array. We can gather some array masters to study this seal array to see if we can find a breakthrough." Novartis shook his head, took out a photo stone and photographed a corner of the seal array.

……

"System, where's my sheep?! What about a big sheep? "

The next morning, MEG opened the fridge and yelled, glaring.