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While Weston was in the meditation room, fiddling with the bad boy enhancement, Mike was sitting in a lively tavern, listening to the drunken talk of the old man and a bard in front of him.

"Onandi, when will you change your habit of lying?"

The old man, whose face was red from drinking, slapped the troubadour sitting next to him on the shoulder and laughed and cursed.

"You've been back here for several days, and you told us you wouldn't be back until a month!

What, if you run back early, will you meet that lover? "

The man dressed as a bard and carrying a grouse on his back was none other than the elite expert of the Blood War School, the high-level professional Psionic Specter Onandi.

At the Rising Star Banquet a few days ago, Mai Ke had just expressed to He Laimeng, the first deputy minister of the Department of Discipline, on behalf of the Blood War School that the psychic ghost thorn Onandi was rushing back as soon as possible and would definitely be in place within a month.

Unexpectedly, less than five days later, this guy had already appeared in the Adamantine Gear Wizard Tower area.

"Elder Haig, the mission won't start until two months anyway. I don't want to give myself a holiday to rest!

As a result, I was dragged out by Elder Haig after I had only been free for a few days! "

With a helpless look on his face, Onandi, the psychic ghost thorn, picked up the wine bottle and filled a glass of wine for Haig, the elder of the old man's Blood War School.

"You little brat, an old guy like me can smell you in the city. How long do you think you can hide it from those black dogs?"

Elder Haig chuckled and said: "That young deputy minister He Laimeng has been having a headache during this period of time coordinating the formation of the God-killing team. Knowing that you came back early, how could I let you relax in the city.

If you have anything else to do, hurry up. I'll try to cover it up for you, but it won't last a few days. "

"Thank you, Elder Haig. You always know that you care about us."

Mike looked at Onandi, who was serving drinks to Elder Haig and trying to please him. He couldn't combine him with the image of the high-level psychic sniper and ruthless killer from a few years ago.

Over the years of traveling, Onandi has changed so much.

"Maike, long time no see. I heard that you have become an agent now!"

While Onandi and Elder Haig were drinking, they turned to greet Mike.

"Long time no see, Captain Onandi."

Mike had fought in the Blood War School team led by Onandi before, so he called Onandi the captain.

"Here, have a drink!"

After Onandi took Mike to drink a glass of wine, he patted Mike on the shoulder and said.

"It doesn't matter if you quit, you can live a peaceful life for a few days, unlike me, who is ordered around and drank every day, and is as tired as a dog!"

No one paid attention to Onandi's misfortune. He was a high-level professional, a combat wizard who was only one step away from a legendary professional, and ordinary people could not control him.

However, Elder Haig said sarcastically without giving Mai Ke a good look.

"Although Mike has retired, Ansheng is not used to it. He just led a team to capture a dark wizard in the wilderness two days ago, and today he came to question me again. Is this old guy afraid of death?"

Faced with Elder Haig's sarcasm, Mike bowed his head and drank to apologize honestly.

But Onandi laughed and asked Elder Haig about the inside story.

It turned out that this morning, after Weston left the hospital, Mike went to find Elder Haig, who represented the Blood War School and the Refining Group to jointly establish a genetic laboratory, and questioned Elder Hege for using the resources of the Blood War School in violation of regulations to conduct gene lock research. I want to extend my life.

Then, Mike was scolded bloody by Elder Haig.

After a day of teaching, Mike was dragged by Elder Haig to come to this tavern to block the psychic thorns of Onandi, a high-level combat wizard.

"You guys don't give us old guys any peace of mind, and you mess around every day."

"Haha, Elder Haig, don't be angry!"

Onandi shamelessly poured wine for Elder Haig and said with an apologetic smile.

"Maike is not at a high level. It is normal for him not to know about the tower master's genetic body project. When encountering this kind of situation, he dares to come to confront you because he has a sense of responsibility. You don't remember the faults of villains. Don't I just care about him."

Mike also hurriedly followed Onandi and toasted Elder Haig's wine again, apologizing again and again.

Although Mike had reached the level of a high-level combat wizard before he was injured and retired, he soon died from injuries during the mission. He did not know many secrets that only high-level combat wizards knew, which led to today's joke.

Of course, the genetic laboratory underground in Luming Building could not have been set up by a refining group of external forces secretly hiding from the Golden Gear Wizard Tower.

The establishment of this genetic laboratory is one of the many witchcraft studies done by the Adamantine Gear Stigmata Wizard to break through the True Spirit Wizard and for the evolution of his True Spirit Holy Body.

Elder Haig of the Blood War School came forward on behalf of the Adamantine Gear Wizard Tower, cooperated with the Refining Group, established a genetic laboratory, and conducted research on gene locks. All of this was to serve the Adamantine Gear Stigma Wizard's breakthrough to the True Spirit Wizard.

This is why after Luming Building encountered the evil dragon incident, the genetic laboratory on the ground floor of Luming Building allowed the Refining Group to send people to handle it themselves.

Since the Refining Group is serving the Adamantine Gear Wizard Tower, the Adamantine Gear Wizard Tower naturally has to protect the interests of the Refining Group.

We cannot allow idlers to set foot in the genetic laboratory and allow the witchcraft technology of the Refining Group to be stolen by outsiders.

While the three members of the Blood War School were getting drunk, Mike's witchcraft communicator rang.

After seeing the contact person in the communicator, Mike gave the others an apologetic look and connected the communication.

Opposite the communication is Lan Hua from the Discipline Department.

He told Mike exactly what happened tonight when Weston was attacked by the cultists of the Dragon of Destruction.

Listening to what happened tonight, Mike's brows furrowed.

"Lan Hua, isn't the Dragon of Destruction sect always under your surveillance? When did that guy collude with the cult members of the sect? Why was there no advance warning at all?"

Lan Hua, who was opposite the communicator, looked at Mike with an ugly expression and replied.

"Mr. Mike, originally the matter was kept confidential and I shouldn't have disclosed it to you. But the matter is so big that I think it will be reported tomorrow, so it doesn't matter if I tell you in advance.

The cultists who attacked Weston to death tonight are all those we bribed.

And just now I contacted the team that monitors the Dragon of Destruction cult, and they have discovered that a large number of Dragon of Destruction cultists have been killed.

It is now obvious that someone is starting a bloody purge within the Dragon of Destruction sect. The Dragon of Destruction Sect must have been in contact with that guy to have such a change. "

While Mike and Lan Hua were talking, Onandi and Elder Haig were also listening.

Onandi asked Elder Haig in a low voice about the background of the matter. Elder Heig told Onandi one by one the story of the evil dragon sacrifice incident and the situation that triggered the incident with Weston.

After Mike hung up the communication, he still frowned.

Within the Dragon of Destruction sect, it doesn't matter how many people die.

But they colluded with each other, and I was afraid that Weston would be targeted by these cultists in the future.

"Elder Haig, what is the origin of this guy, and why can he cause divisions and infighting within the Dragon of Destruction sect?"

Mike raised his head and asked Elder Haig opposite.

After the guy attacked Weston in the fighting arena last time, Mike happened to be on his way out of the city, preparing to deal with the matter of Leo being killed by the dark wizard.

After finishing the matter in the wilderness and returning to the city, Mike also collected information about this mysterious figure codenamed that guy.

But they knew that that guy was a wanted criminal who was circulating within the wizarding civilization. He often carried out sacrificial activities to the Evil God of Destruction within different wizarding towers.

There is no further detailed information.

Originally, Mike thought that after the last evil dragon incident, the guy had escaped from the Adamantine Gear Wizard Tower and gone to other areas.

But he didn't expect that the cultists of the Dragon of Destruction sect native to the Adamantine Gear Wizard Tower would actually attack Weston.

And there are bloody internal purges going on.

From this point of view, this guy is definitely not a simple fanatic cultist who is wanted!

Elder Haig took out a pipe from his arms. After filling it with shredded tobacco, he rubbed it with his fingers, and his witchcraft power condensed a small flame. After lighting the pipe, he took a deep breath.

After blowing out a stream of smoke, Elder Haig spoke.

"The information about that guy was only reported recently. This guy is actually the founder of the cult Dragon of Destruction.

At the beginning of the new era, this mysterious man codenamed That Guy began to operate in the territories of various wizard towers, spreading cult beliefs about a world-destroying evil dragon called the Dragon of Destruction.

He held bloody sacrifices again and again, using death and life to please his evil god, the Dragon of Destruction.

Gradually, many people were bewitched by him and became followers of the evil god of the Dragon of Destruction.

But the strange thing is that that guy continues to spread the belief in the Dragon of Destruction, but does not contact and manage these developed cultists.

Just keep performing blood sacrifices to the evil gods in various places, and then leave there and go to other places to repeat it again.

This resulted in the Dragon of Destruction cultists in various places being unorganized and fighting independently.

Later, the regional sect organizations developed by these cultists defined that guy into different identities based on their different interests.

Some sects regard him as an apostle, a favored one of the Dragon of Destruction. Some sects are hostile to him, regard him as a heretic, and stigmatize him in various ways. "

Elder Haig took another puff on his pipe and continued.