Apocalypse Magician

The situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly, and Li Xingkong also ushered in his first mission after joining the special operations group. The format of issuing missions here was somewhat similar to that of the original killer organization, so Li Xingkong directly accepted the one with the most generous rewards without thinking.

"Are you so short of money?" Feng Moxing tilted his head and looked at Li Xingkong, slightly surprised, "It is very dangerous to receive the task without looking at the content."

"I'm confident that I can definitely complete it!" Li Xingkong was full of confidence, thinking that these tasks were all given to new members to carry out independently, so it shouldn't be difficult.

Feng Moxing did not try to dissuade him any more, but shook his head with a wry smile, while Li Xingkong turned and left to carry out the mission. There was nothing commendable about this mission. It was just to eradicate a remote outpost in the Empire of the Rising Sun. Li Xingkong successfully completed it that night. The only deviation was that the intelligence said that there was only one intermediate soldier guarding the outpost, but in fact it was one. A senior warrior.

However, Li Xingkong's martial arts and magic perfectly matched each other, and he had the experience to compete with swordsman-level warriors. Naturally, he was a high-level warrior, but he was more or less stained and looked a little embarrassed.

"What are these intelligence agencies doing?" Li Xingkong returned to the camp full of resentment, but he could only complain, "You really don't have to pay for killing people!"

"Who made you so greedy for money?" Feng Moxing smiled, and then thought about it carefully, maybe Li Xingkong really needed money urgently.

After warning Li Xingkong to act according to his ability in the future, Feng Moxing left the special operations group, walked through the camp, came to the intelligence department, and kicked open the door: "Which of you released the mission intelligence today? The senior soldier said it was Intermediate warrior, this is deliberate murder!"

Feng Moxing got the first impression and was directly labeled as a deliberate murder. All the intelligence officers knew at a glance that the person coming was evil. In addition, Feng Moxing had a good reputation. No one could stop him when he started to attack. Everyone had to retreat one after another. At the same time, I prayed in my heart that the unlucky guy who offended this evil star would not be me.

"Um..." The person in charge of Li Xingkong's mission intelligence knew that he couldn't escape, so he had to cautiously respond, "Isn't this an unwritten rule? You should know it."

"What are the unwritten rules?" Since the purpose was to cause trouble, Feng Moxing naturally had to maintain a menacing look, "The rules are all written in black and white, how can there be any unwritten rules?"

"The young people who can join the special operations team are all the best among their peers, and they are inevitably arrogant. Therefore, according to convention, the first task of new members must more or less dampen their spirit." Although he knew that Feng Moxing must be pretending to be confused, the poor intelligence officer still had to explain patiently, because the guy in front of him protected his shortcomings but was a ruthless character that anyone dared to beat, "When they face failure, we will send another People are there to support you, and it’s like this every time we recruit new people.”

"Really? Why didn't I know?" Feng Moxing spread his hands to express his ignorance and continued to accuse harshly, "Besides, did you send someone to respond?"

"Yes, but when the people we sent arrived, the mission had already been completed." The poor unlucky guy continued to explain, but suddenly realized that Feng Moxing was clearly here to cause trouble, "This matter, What do you want?"

"Let me tell you..." Feng Moxing smiled slightly, knowing that the matter was done, he raised his eyebrows, "I have to pay compensation!"

"This..." The intelligence officer was speechless for a moment. It was too funny to blackmail people in this way. "I can't make the decision. I have to ask my superiors for instructions."

"Who is your boss? I'll make a friend some other time." Feng Moxing gently patted the intelligence officer's shoulder, with a kind face that clearly revealed a bit of evil, "I heard that using force to make friends is more popular recently, you Do you want to go and see it together?"

The intelligence officer shivered instinctively. If he was really allowed to make friends with his boss through force, he would probably disappear the next day. Sure enough, for evil stars like Feng Moxing, problems that money can solve are not problems. The intelligence personnel had to hurriedly agree to Feng Moxing's unreasonable request. Anyway, they treated it as the medical expenses for battlefield injuries, and they did not have to pay out of their own pockets. .

Feng Moxing weighed the compensation for medical expenses and was very satisfied. He returned to the special operations team and threw the money bag to Li Xingkong: "This is your medical expenses."

"Huh?" At this moment, Li Xingkong was healing himself with water magic and had basically recovered. He was confused by the money bag that flew out of nowhere.

Are you testing me to see if I can resist in actual combat? What a joke. If this small skin injury can affect combat effectiveness, wouldn't it make me look weak?

"I'm fine, I'm almost fine." Li Xingkong, who thought he had understood, quickly showed off that he was strong.

"Let's take a look." Feng Moxing casually looked at the almost invisible wound on Li Xingkong's arm, sighed and shook his head, "Sure enough, the injury is very serious, and his head is no longer functioning properly."

"Uh..." This time it was Li Xingkong who was speechless for a moment...

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At the same time, the Holy Mountain on the outskirts of the highest city.

The church headquarters, which countless people yearn for, is located on the mountainside of the Holy Mountain. Since the fall of the Fantasy Emperor, the continent has returned to fragmentation, and the Church of the Holy Mountain has been above all royal powers.

There are only two people in a certain conference room at the moment. One of them is the most powerful master in the Fantasy Continent, the only god-level magician in the continent, and the current Pope Mo Nantian; the other is the first guardian knight of the Holy Mountain Church, the holy warrior Mo Qianjun.

"Father, the conflict that broke out on the border between the Empire of the Rising Sun and the Empire of the Setting Sun may be fueled by someone behind it." As an absolute high-level official in the church, Mo Qianjun has already noticed this.

"Well, we have to pay close attention to the overall situation of Fantasy Continent recently. This is probably the beginning of the troubled times predicted in "Fantasy World? God's Oracle"." Mo Nantian nodded slightly, his face was very solemn, as if he was the number one in the continent. Even a master can do things beyond his power.

"Fantasy World" is the official history passed down from generation to generation on the Fantasy Continent. It records thousands of years of deeds and brings together the wisdom of countless people. Among them, "God's Oracle" is written by great prophets who have understood the magic of time in the past. It was calculated and written, and everything came true.

The last person on the Fantasy Continent who had such attainments in time magic and could make prophecies was the Fantasy Emperor a hundred years ago. In the early years, the Fantasy Emperor deduced the existence of the Doomsday Catastrophe. In order to avoid public panic, he only wrote it down in the complete version of the "Fantasy World Record" that only those with core power could master, and did not announce it to the outside world.

It's a pity that the Fantasy Emperor saw the disaster but couldn't solve it.

Therefore, the doomsday catastrophe became the last prophecy in "The Record of the Fantasy World? The Oracle of God".

The troubled times are the prelude to the predicted doomsday disaster.

"Border conflicts between the Empire of the Setting Sun and the Empire of the Rising Sun often occur, but this time, it seems that some strange people took advantage of the chaos to sneak in, as if they were looking for something?" Mo Qianjun suddenly remembered the situation reported by the local church a few days ago, "It is said that that In the sky of the small border town, there seemed to be a faint pattern of a six-pointed star. Some people speculated that it was the star mark left by the Fantasy Emperor. It suddenly appeared at that moment. Could it be that they were looking for..."

"Star Trace? It's such nonsense. Maybe someone just used the six-pointed star array." Mo Nantian shook his head. It was obvious that his understanding of Star Trace was far beyond the ordinary people in the outside world. "Star Trace is actually a kind of inheritance. It can only be found in the Fantasy Emperor." Only those with direct bloodline can awaken."

"It seems that I have been worrying too much. When the palace underwent a sudden change, the lineage of the Fantasy Emperor was cut off long ago." This was the first time Mo Qianjun heard about the secrets of the Star Trace. "Those outside who want to find the Star Trace can use this to reach the sky in one step." All these people are really just wishful thinking."

After that, Mo Qianjun left the conference room, while Mo Nantian looked out the window silently.

From this angle, you can have a panoramic view of the scenery from the main entrance of the church to the main church. If you look further, you can even touch the endless prosperity of the high city below the mountain.

However, the doomsday disaster is not far away, and I wonder if this continent can survive this huge disaster that the Imperial City has nothing to do about...

"When the trajectory of time passes through the end of the Fifth Ancient Era, the entire continent will usher in a doomsday catastrophe. The sea will flow across the sea, the sky will collapse, and the earth will collapse. No living thing will be spared..."

------------------"Fantasy World? God's Oracle"