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Chapter 870 869. Assembly day·Determination to repent

The gathering time given by Lord Paying was seven days, which obviously gave all the Godslayers involved in this operation enough time to prepare.

Well, high emotional intelligence is called "making preparations", while low emotional intelligence is called "taking care of the aftermath".

After all, the entire team of God-killers will definitely not exceed 500 people, including the foreign "help (pao) hands (ash)" from Transia. Even if there are a large number of golden ones at the head, but with such a small number of people Fighting into the Moss Valley, the land of the gnoll gods, and fighting against an evil god who is about to awaken, it is certain that most of the five hundred people will not be able to return to their hometown alive.

It is appropriate to spend more time with your family or take the time to write a suicide note and bury treasures, etc.

Of course, the reason why seven days is so long is to take care of some people who have come from afar to do some business on the way.

For example, right now, in the night illuminated by the eerie purple arc of Transia, in a wasteland at the junction of the Undermar Hills and East Prussia, a team of Godkillers from the Kingdom of Plantagenet is camping here.

This team was personally appointed by King Louis. It was small but very elite.

The two palace sword masters and a purification female sage supported by the royal family are all gold-level. There are also thirty silver-level plantage cavalry as the main body. In addition, there is also a person from the ring in this team. The psychic master of the tower.

That was a halfling, the new tower master of the Control Tower, a subordinate of the Ring Tower, which had just been purged.

She also has another identity. She is the only daughter of the late Professor Bach, a master figure in the field of half-body ergonomics. She is also the younger sister of Old Feilun, Bai Yueguang when he was young.

These two identities give little Ms. Bach an aura that is more dazzling than her peers.

In the past many years, she has had a prominent position in the Tower of Rings. However, because she is not in the human camp, she has not been able to hold a position of real power in the Tower of Rings. Now the identity of the owner of this control tower is still controlled by the "immortal" Xin. Granted by His Excellency.

After all, in this god-killing operation, Ms. Bach represents the little face left in the Tower of Rings, so she must be taken seriously.

There are more than twenty spellcasters wearing Ring Tower uniforms beside Little Bach. Judging from the psychic fluctuations on their bodies, the worst of these guys are psychic masters. One of them even has a psychic fluctuation of Dominant level.

But these guys seemed to have had their souls sucked away. They were like manipulated zombies and obeyed all the orders of Bach.

This is obviously a very evil control method, but considering that these guys were members of Twilight before, such a punishment can only be evaluated as just right and even a little merciful to them.

At this time, little Ms. Bach was standing on the edge of the camp talking to a short man wearing a hood.

That guy dressed himself up in a very mysterious way, as if he was shy to see people, only showing one pair of eyes, but from the iconic scars on the eyes, you can tell that this is the guy from Old Flywheel, but he is not here to be with the old man. Bai Yueguang talks about love.

He came here to report the news.

"Listen to me, Amiya, Governor Murphy will be here soon. Although he agreed to meet with you, he is seriously hostile to all members of the Ring Tower. He believes that your organization no longer exists. It's necessary.

He does not allow you to step into his territory. This time I came to see you only because you responded to Lord Paying's call to kill the gods.

I don't know what you want to talk to him about, but restrain yourself and don't anger him. "

Old Flywheel reminded in a low voice:

"Based on what I saw and heard in Transia, I can evaluate Governor Murphy as a very good ruler! His performance in the Black Disaster is remarkable, and he has a transcendent status in the eyes of Lord Paying. That guy There are some hidden identities that I can’t say more about, but he is definitely not an ordinary vampire lord.

You must be careful. "

"Senior Feilun, being so cautious is not like the you I remember."

Little Bach, who stood with a cute mechanical parrot doll on her shoulders, let out the clear giggles unique to halfling girls. She had two cute buns on her head and was holding a mechanical staff that was taller than herself. Curious, he asked the old flywheel:

"So what changed you? Where is the rebellious engineer who dared to confront the Steam Lords and vowed to spread the secrets of the psychic orbs to all parts of the world?

I heard that you got together with Mrs. Taylor after leaving Port Chardeau. That femme fatale is not a good person. In addition to running the black market, she also has a killer group trained by the Thieves Guild. "

"Well, things have changed and people have changed. You are no longer the same person you were then, and I am no longer the same person I was then. We have all been changed by time. Just like in my memory, even a wise man like my mentor also changed in his later years. It’s like being immersed in some weird issues.”

The old flywheel looked like "it's too painful to look back on the past" and sighed and said:

"After I fell out with you, I also reflected that when I was young, I was indeed too stubborn, and I deserved to suffer some setbacks, but what about you? I haven't heard from you for many years. You and Minx Something seems to have happened?

Can you elaborate? "

"There's nothing I can't say."

The halfling "Mother-in-Law" Bach, who looks like a young girl but is actually only three years younger than Old Feilun, turns to look at the Astral Creation hanging above the sky in the distance.

She reached out and flicked the squawking mechanical parrot on her shoulder, and said softly in a calm tone:

"Minx has always been guilty of what happened to you. He thinks it was his sudden intervention in our relationship that made you change your mind. He has been alienating me since you escaped from Port Chardeau. As for me, I Not that shameless person.

Because of me, your once very good brothers turned against each other, and the steam lords tried to monopolize the knowledge left by my father. It was quite boring for me to stay in Port Chardeau, so I left my hometown and traveled to the mainland. I was invited by the Ring Tower and settled there.

I thought that I would spend my life in such a way that was not in line with the halfling tradition, but in the second half of my life, I encountered the bad thing of dusk intrusion.

After my good friend Lena was killed by them, I realized that there was something wrong in the Tower of Rings. Lord Sim secretly contacted me, and we formed a secret society to jointly protect the secret of the 'Grand Dean' until Not long ago, Lord Paying and the Greene Army stormed White Cliff, allowing us to seize the opportunity.

Many people have been fooled by Dusk, Senior Fei Lun.

After this incident, I decided to devote the rest of my life to things that are more important than personal grudges. Participating in the God-killing War is only the first step. After that, I will also fight Dusk to the end. .

But it's not because my morals are so high, it's just because I still have some personal reasons that I can't say out loud now.

Can I ask you a favor? Senior. "

"Oh, just tell me, I will do whatever I can do."

When Old Feilun heard the truth that his former junior sister and his junior brother could not get together, there was no secret joy in his heart, only bitterness.

All the things in the past were caused by him, and he knew this very well. Just as Minx felt guilty for him, he had not dared to return to Port Chardeau for so many years because he was also afraid of seeing his junior brother. At this age, he has already let go of many things in the past.

Although on the surface he was still scolding Minx for being shameless, in reality he just hoped that his junior brothers and sisters could live well.

"I hope you can go back to Port Chardeau."

Little Bach said seriously:

"The situation over there is really bad. We all know that the city can't resist the jackals who are like tigers and wolves. I went to kill the evil god in the hope of giving our fellow tribesmen some opportunities, but you and I both know that Chris's stubborn temper.

He has been the dean of Chardeau Artisan University for so many years and has long regarded the students there as his own children.

He would not abandon his academy and escape alone.

I’m not asking you to persuade him to escape. Minx is a pure researcher who is obsessed with engineering. He is far less flexible than the two of us in dealing with these external changes. I hope that at this most critical moment, you can Returning to him will be like the two of you working together to solve those problems.

With your help, Minx and Dad's hard work will be more likely to survive this disaster. "

"I would love to, Amiya, but I really can't leave now."

Old Feilun said with a complex expression:

"I am following up on a project, a project that if there is a slight mistake, there is a high probability that the entire Dark Mountain will explode instantly. I think an excellent psionicist like you has already guessed what I am talking about."

"Is it related to subspace?"

Little Bach asked with a slightly changed expression, and Old Flywheel nodded.

As a psychic master who had just experienced the "Twilight Rebellion", she was very aware of the destructive power of subspace power in doing bad things. When she heard the old flywheel's distress, she immediately nodded and said:

"Then continue to complete your work, Minx, I will find another way."

"That doesn't have to be the case. Old Flywheel's project will end in twenty-five days at the latest. He can go to Port Chardeau immediately after completing that. The siege of the Jackals there will not end in a short time, and Grand Duke Wolfsbane of our Midnight Familia has personally led an army to rush there for reinforcements."

A gentle voice sounded in the quiet night, making the old flywheel turn his head nervously, and then saw a pair of huge blood wings closing in the shadows, and Murphy wearing a swordsman's robe appeared in front of the two of them with his hands behind his back.

He came for an appointment.

"Sir Fei Lun, don't you have to learn those complicated theories and practical operations from Ms. Monica today? Only little Sharon is left there. I don't think she can really keep up with the amazingly fast coursework, right? "

Murphy asked expressionlessly, and the old flywheel said with a guilty conscience:

"The lady gave us half a day off today. She wanted to do some maintenance for herself and plan the transformation process to be started next. I'm not skipping school. Murphy, I'm just afraid that the meeting between Bach and you will not be pleasant. That’s all.”

"I have always been very polite to women. Even if I disagree with some of Ms. Bach's remarks, I will not show it to her face, let alone quarrel with her rudely. You can definitely rest assured about this."

Murphy waved his hand and said:

"You should go back. You know how important the work over there is. You don't need me to emphasize it again."

"I'll leave immediately."

Old Flywheel turned around and spoke a few more words to his Bai Yueguang, and then drove away on a magic carpet. After he left, Murphy said softly:

"Actually, I just concealed something. Little Ms. Bach, Mrs. Taylor has offered a high price for your head. The famous 'Black Widow' in Port Chardeau does not want her lover to have sex with other women outside. Four.

You see, I'm short of money recently, so I plan to accept this reward."

"Hahaha, you are so funny, Lord Murphy."

Little Bach was amused.

But the next second she saw Murphy raise his left hand, and a ball of pale light burst out from his hand, turning into a halo and sweeping across the area where the two were.

This was some kind of detection method, which made the mechanical parrot on her shoulder squawk in horror, and also made Bach realize that Murphy might not be joking just now.

"What was that just now?"

The tower owner of the Control Tower alertly grabbed her mechanical staff. She looked at Murphy. The vampire lord frowned and felt the information brought back by the Omega program when he scanned the surroundings. He stared at Little Bach and said:

"There is no subspace pollution on your body, but there is another thing on you. To be precise, there is something very scary lingering in your mind. Is that thing protecting you from being polluted by the cultists in the White Cliffs? ?

Lord Paying told me that I could trust the Pure Ones faction formed by Lord ‘Undead’ Sim.

I thought he was old and confused at the time, but now it seems that your secret society is indeed quite capable, and it actually relies on this strange 'symbiosis' to protect itself from being corrupted by the subspace. "

"You are also very knowledgeable, Mr. Murphy. You have discovered this thing even though it was hidden so deep."

Little Bach said in a wary tone:

"It seems that the 'Grand Dean''s prediction for you is not an exaggeration. You are indeed a key figure that can directly affect the fate of the continent, but it is not for me to explain to you the secrets of the symbionts in our brains.

The reason why I must shamelessly meet you is to deliver an invitation to you on behalf of Sir Sim.

After the Crisis in Transia and the Black Disaster, the Pure Ones faction invites you to go to the White Cliffs. To be precise, it is the 'Great Dean' who invites you to go to the White Cliffs, where something belonging to you is waiting. You go and get it. "

"Oh? Something that belongs to me?"

Murphy blinked and asked:

"How come I didn't know I had something left there? Do you know what it is?"

Little Bach shook his head and said with some annoyance:

"The operating logic of the Great Dean is beyond our understanding. We can only ask some questions and get accurate answers and act according to the prophecies it gives. But even Lord Sim, who repaired it personally, has a hard time interpreting it perfectly. Every prophecy.

It says there is, and maybe it really is.

According to the prophecy interpretation given by the Grand Dean, it should be related to something called the ‘Eye of the World Governor’.”

"Well, I understand. I will go to the appointment at the appropriate time."

After hearing the word "Eye of the World", Murphy understood clearly. When he first got the Vientiane Device, this thing reminded him that in order to unlock the full potential of the Vientiane Device, he had to find the Eye of the World, and then use it to unlock the full potential of the Vientiane Device. Take it apart and take out the core inside.

Of course, it is not ruled out that this is a carefully planned trap to invite Alpha into the urn, but the risks involved must be controlled by Murphy himself.

"Okay, the message has been delivered, it's time for us to leave."

Little Bach moved her shoulders on the spot, and she said goodbye to Murphy with a sweet smile of a halfling girl. It seemed that she really had no intention of chatting more with Murphy.

This decisive gesture made Murphy a little curious. He said:

"I thought you were going to defend the Ring Tower."

"Why should we defend ourselves? It is true that we did something wrong. It was our lax control that caused the dusk to be polluted and caused a series of extremely bad accidents. Naturally, these wrong things have already been done and will not be solved by a firm effort to bring things right. It allows us to escape the accountability we should bear.

In this situation, one good deed done by us personally for the civilized camp is worth ten thousand empty words of excuse and apology. "

Little Bach turned around, waved his hand coolly and said:

"None of the pure ones are eloquent, so please, let us use actual actions to prove our apology and kill the evil god, so that I can be qualified to request to enter the special hall as a guest. Take a walk around Lancia.

Oh, right.

Regarding Lena, thank you for your help.

I once thought I had lost Lina, but she is one of the few true friends in my life. "

"Actually, before I met you, I thought you were a bad woman who provoked two brothers to fight for your favor and was secretly proud of you."

Murphy said behind her:

"I want to apologize for my bad thoughts. You are indeed a very personable psionicist."

"But why do you think I was not such a superficial and stupid girl back then?"

Little Bach covered his mouth and laughed a few times and said:

"People change, right?

Change is the truth of this world. Rocks will weather over time. Even the stupidest people will become wiser after experiencing the vicissitudes of life. On the other hand, those smart guys will also become paranoid and stupid as time goes by.

I once hurt two people who were very important to me.

My whole life I have to bear the spiritual condemnation of those stupid green years, and the most stupid thing is that we have missed the best moment of reconciliation, just like three lines that will no longer intersect and go their separate ways.

But fortunately, life does not stop just because of one mistake. There is still a lot we can do.

Alas, this old lady like me is too talkative again.

Sorry, Mr. Murphy, I am just telling you about the mistakes I have made. If you can learn a lesson from them, then our meeting tonight will not be wasted."

She turned around to see Murphy's expression, but found that the vampire who was there just now had disappeared without a trace.

Ah, what a nasty fellow!

He actually didn't even want to listen carefully to the old man's precious life mottos!

Little Granny Bach complained in her heart that the young vampires of this generation of the Blood Eagle Clan were really rude, but Governor Murphy was indeed as handsome as the rumors.

"Hmph, let's go, everyone."

Little Bach waved his hand, and the more than twenty psychic masters beside the camp stood up like zombies in the hands of an exorcist.

She looked in the direction of the dark mountains and said:

"It's time to go to the place of our destiny. Let us use practical actions to apologize to those who have been hurt."