Chapter 923

For ordinary people, the high-altitude fireball is an ugly fireworks, but for those who really know what it is, it changes color at the next moment; Among them, there was the female cavalry commander guarding near the daslik Grand Theater. The female cavalry commander simply left half of her hands, and with the rest of her ordinary hands, surrounded a three-story building with a chimney at the mark in the vertical direction of the explosion.

At the next moment, the female cavalry commander saw ted with a dignified face. At Ted's request, the remaining Rangers guarded around. Only the female cavalry commander entered the small building alone - for half an hour, these Rangers saw their captain come out of the small building, and several medical rescue teams entered the small building during this period; And looking at their captain's face as heavy as water, all the Rangers knew what had happened.

However, no one dared to ask. Even the female rangers who had been shouting the elder sister of the female cavalry just looked at each other with a worried look; After all, this is in the execution of the mission, and the distinction between public and private is exactly what the female cavalry commander has always asked all her rangers to do.

"Lord Hessel!"

The female cavalry commander who had just walked out of the building suddenly bowed to an old man who was coming in a hurry. In the voice of her captain, the surrounding cavalry found that the tower master of the moon night appeared beside them; The old man raised his hand to stop them from saluting and asked the female cavalry commander directly——

"How is he?"

The master of the moon night tower spoke very fast, and the Rangers found anxiety on the face of the respectable old man for the first time.

"Most of them are external injuries. The most serious one is the right arm, although..." the female cavalry commander suddenly thought of something. Her voice suddenly became lower, avoided the name to be blurted out, and became others: "he is very strong, but such a direct explosion still makes his right hand don't want to use any strength in the next few weeks!"

"He won't have any sequelae with me. At most, he just needs to take knives and forks with his left hand!" after hearing the words of the female cavalry commander, the tower master of the moon night showed a relieved smile on his face, and the old man gently patted the female cavalry commander on the shoulder to comfort each other.

"You go on duty first! Don't worry, I'll take the rest!"

"Thank you for your help, Lord Hessel!"

After bowing to the old man again, the female cavalry commander left the small building with her Rangers and returned to the door of the daslik Grand Theater; However, whether it was the Rangers under the female cavalry commander or the demon hunters mixed in the crowd to participate in the celebration, people could see that the female cavalry commander was in a trance; Even some ordinary tourists can feel the worry of the female guard.

"Unexpectedly, Elsie has such a side. She can be called a professional actor!" Ted stood behind the window on the third floor of the small building and watched the female cavalry commander appear downstairs. He met the tower owner of the moon night until he left. He couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: "of course, women are born actors!"

"I'm not sure if Elsie is a natural actor, but what I can be sure of is that if your plan fails this time, you will be laughed at! After all, this is the first time in nearly 50 years that the moon level meets the sun level, and the latter will be injured!"

"Lord Hessel!"

With the voice of the tower owner of the moon night, the figure of the old man appeared on the stairs - different from the current room layout, this small building maintained the architectural style of hundreds of years ago. The three floors are not divided into several rooms, but a large whole room; In this room, directly opposite the stairs from the second floor to the third floor is a circular tea table. Three chairs are placed around the tea table. On the tea table, a lotus leaf lamp and a kettle are placed orderly.

After the tea table, there is a group of books, but there are few books on it, only basic pictorials and magazines; Next to the bookshelf is a double bed where ye Qi is lying, surrounded by many bandages and medicine bottles. Before entering, there is a smell of medical alcohol.

"Lie down, now that you have decided to pretend to be injured, you should be thorough!"

Walking to the moon night tower beside the bed, the tower master fiercely sent out a faint white light. Although it was bright, it was never dazzling, and it also had a faint warmth; The white light lasted about five minutes before it dispersed.

"With my 'treatment', these bandages don't need to be tied, but do you remember what you should do if you have a right arm injury?"

"Of course!"

Yeqi smiled and nodded.

"Come on, tell me what happened in detail!"

The old man looked at Ted standing aside, waved and said - the tower master of the moon night knows about what happened today because of Ted's report, but the detailed process is not clear; In particular, he didn't know anything about "Yeqi was injured" which suddenly appeared later; Therefore, after receiving Ted's ambiguous news, the old man hurried from the moon night tower to the urban area of shack.

"Yes, Lord Hessel! Here's the thing..."

Ted immediately went to the master of the moon night tower and told the old man the whole story in great detail - in the process of telling, even if he knew that the other party's behavior had been stopped, but when he heard that there were nearly 30 bombs, the old man's face couldn't help changing; However, he didn't interrupt Ted's story. The old man didn't shake his head and sigh until Ted finished speaking.

"The completely distorted soul doesn't belong to human beings for a long time! It's similar to those crazy grievances tortured by emptiness, and all that's left in the soul is hatred and tyranny!" in the sigh of the tower master of the moon night, with heartfelt sadness - this is not crocodile tears, but really from the bottom of my heart; As an old man who had been persecuted by the inquisition, he naturally hated the place where he had painful memories; However, this hatred coexists with an instinctive trace of pity; Just like now.

However, as the tower owner of the moon night, the old man naturally knows what he should do; After his face was silent, he ordered Ted: "Immediately launch a search for any items with gunpowder traces or bomb related items; and manipulate the law. In the future, when entering shack, these things will be regarded as contraband; contact the top government personnel in shack to let them start issuing laws. Those carrying contraband will not only be detained, but also bear corresponding legal responsibilities!"

"Also, please Mordred speed up the interrogation of those guys. I need a clear interrogation record after dawn!"

"Yes, Lord Hessel!"

When Ted bowed down, he quickly disappeared on the stairs - as the protector of the moon night tower and the assistant of the tower owner, it was Hessel who issued the order, and it was Ted who conveyed and executed the order.

Looking at Ted leaving, after his back disappeared on the stairs, the tower master of the moon night took a deep breath, turned and looked at Ye Qi and said, "Ye, thank you this time! If that guy succeeds, shack will suffer immeasurable losses!"

"As a demon hunter, this is what I should do!" Yeqi shrugged immediately in the face of the old man's thanks. "Not to mention that the director of the referee himself came for me; otherwise, how could he use such extreme means?"

"It seems that my old opponent really cares about whether you enter riyao or not! He even doesn't hesitate to use such extreme means to detect... There is always such a guy in the inquisition; the general attack method of 'martyrs' has completely lost respect for life!" After pondering for a moment, the tower master of the moon night looked straight at Ye Qi and asked, "you have seen such an attack, so how sure are you about the next action?"

"Lord Hessel, you don't want to ask me how sure I am, but you want me to stay in shack?" asked Yeqi, the master of the moon night tower, with a smile: "For shack, I am very willing to provide for the aged here; but now is not the time. There are too many things I need to complete; and after these things are completed, I want you to promise that I will stay in shack!"

"As for the plan this time? After we let the news out, we don't care about our business; we just need to see how the 'back hand' decides!" Ye Qi pretended to be helpless.

"Iyetta won't let you down!"

Seeing ye Qi pretending to be helpless, the tower owner of the moon night couldn't help smiling.

"Then let's wait and see!"

Yeqi also smiled and nodded.

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Even at night, the holy forest area and sacred mountain still release light; under the cover of this light, the deep underground place is dark - not only dark, but also very quiet. Except for the occasional shaking of torture tools and the sound, there is no sound here, and anyone staying here will feel depressed and suffocated 。

However, these people will never include iyetta. Sitting on the only chair in the inquisition, the director of the inquisition dressed in linen robes patrolled his kingdom like a king. Under this sharp vision, the priest with a knife who came to report was afraid to go out. He knelt down on one knee and waited quietly in front of him An adult's question——

"The dragon of shack is hurt?"

After a long time, when the priest with a knife was almost sweating, the director of the referee said - although it was a question, the tone was very flat; even those who were most familiar with the director of the referee could not guess what the other party was thinking at the moment.

"Yes, my Lord!"

After hearing the question of the adult in front of him, the priest with a knife who had been waiting all the time said all the news that had already been printed in his mind: "Wenderby used himself as a bomb and more than 100 civilians around him as a threat. When the bomb was suddenly detonated, it was stopped by the Shakur dragon; although those ordinary civilians were out of the scope of the explosion, the Shakur dragon was affected by the explosion, especially the right arm; according to the previous news, the master of the moon night tower has shot to treat the Shakur dragon!"

"Now, Lord chinica asks, do you take the opportunity to make the next plan?"

Da, Da, Da

When he heard the report from his subordinates, iyetta did not answer immediately, but meditated slightly. The hand on the back of the chair knocked gently - this is the habitual action of the director of the inquisition when thinking; Looking at the adult who made such a move, the priest with a knife still kneeling on one knee clearly understood how important the shack dragon rising in the young generation was in the adult's heart.

"Follow the original plan! Tell chinica that if something is wrong, you can choose to retreat!"

While waiting, the priest with a knife got a positive answer.

"Yes, my Lord!"

"Also, add wendebi as the identity of the chief priest and enter the temple of the Holy Spirit!"

The director of the inquisition added.

"Your kindness will be my glory!"

In the face of such a supplement, the priest with a knife immediately gave a noble response, and then slowly withdrew from the small hall, and gently closed the door of the small hall without making any sound. Although he knew that such a task needed a quick and response, he should pay attention to the details when leaving the small hall, But still remembered by the priest with a knife; After all, those who can't remember these will no longer exist; The priest with a knife may be so unreserved and unfeeling to others, but he absolutely doesn't want to face this dilemma himself.

When the door was completely closed, the inquisitor did not leave the only chair in the room. He still sat in it, and even the angle of his sight did not change; Only the tapping sound of the just stopped index finger and the handle of the chair appeared again——

Da, Da, Da

Compared with the previous percussion sound, this time is undoubtedly more powerful, and the rhythm is more and more rapid; It's like the drumming of a drum, dense like a storm; Then, stunned.

The director of the inquisition, who stood up from his chair, walked slowly towards the door. Outside, there was a long corridor full of torture instruments; The only thing that can be used as a light source here is the small magic crystals on the ceiling - these magic crystals are almost one tenth of the normal size, and they are installed every ten yards; Therefore, darkness is still the theme of the whole corridor and has not been added to anything else. At most, there is a different kind of haziness and trance in it.

The figure of the head of the inquisition is looming in this hazy, walking in one direction. Every time he passes a fork in the road, he almost doesn't need to identify, he has his own choice, and the original hazy light, after making choices again and again, there is only more and more darkness left; When the director of the inquisition chose a fork in the road for the seventh time, the whole corridor had no light source, the darkness completely shrouded the whole corridor, and it was filled with a thicker smell of blood and corpse than anywhere before.

"Lord iyeta!"

When the director of the referee came to the end of the dark corridor, a door with red shimmer appeared in front of him; In the darkness around, the two guards came out and saluted the head of the Inquisition in front of them respectfully - but the stiff action and pale face made this respectful salute completely devoid of the smell of due respect, leaving only strange; It's like a resurrected corpse making a pilgrimage.

"Is Moran back?"

Without looking at the two guards, the director of the inquisition stared straight at the door in front of him - the door intertwined with black and red, without any patterns, but the red shimmer was more attractive than any pattern. The shimmer of the landscape was like a pool of blood splashing on the wall and falling down along the gravity; Although viscous, it did not solidify.

"Warden, you haven't come back!"

The dull, hoarse voice echoed in front of the gate; The director of the inquisition unconsciously frowned. Then, he took a step forward to open the door in front of him; However, the two guards who had always been extremely respectful stood in front of the warden at this time.

"No one is allowed to enter or leave the holy prison without the order of the warden!"

"Not even me?!"

The tone of the inquisition director was still plain, but his eyes became sharper and sharper, almost piercing people; However, even under the gaze of such eyes, the two guards still had no change - their faces were pale, their bodies were stiff, and their voices were still rigid.

"Anyone, including you!"

Buzz!

With this answer, two burning pillars suddenly appeared behind the two guards. They were directly tied up like a living chain. Then, at the next moment, the flames burst into the sky, turning the two guards into two huge human torches.

However, under the burning of such flames, they have become the guards of two huge human torches, but they don't give any screams until they turn into a pool of fly ash after a few breaths - then the red glimmer on the gate suddenly lights up, and the next moment, the two guards who have turned into fly ash appear in front of the gate again.

"Lord iyeta, please come back!"

The voices of the two guards were still stiff.

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