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The negotiation went surprisingly smoothly.

The basketful of words Wen Luan had prepared were useless, and the third Elder Mao'er directly invited him to the headquarters of the Dark Council.

——Is it normal to break into the enemy so quickly? Could it be a trap?

Wen Luan was still thinking about this issue, and Se Er was agitating beside him, "It's not the enemy, the Dark Council should be an allied army now, try to understand as much as possible, so that it will be easy to use on the battlefield or betray after the battle."

"..."

The processor of this mecha must have input too much dark science,

Wen Luan pondered carefully. In theory, tapirs are invincible in dreams, and Shier has the eyes of reality and the ability to jump in space. Not to mention the headquarters of the Dark Council, even the Deep Blue Star Military Weapons Research Institute, he can enter and exit at will.

"Thanks for the invitation, let's lead the way!" Wen Luan is still waiting to get more information, and will show it to Cyrus next time.

"Your Excellency will be the first guest invited by the Dark Parliament in the past 2000 years!" The boy with cat ears smiled and bowed, "Please follow me."

The ten-meter-tall silver-armored giant clenched his fists, and then shrunk down at a speed visible to the naked eye. The excess metal pieces turned into a silver Pegasus. Xier was holding a knight gun, and his eyes were staring straight back into a black cat. The three elders stretched out their claws to tear apart the huge shadow.

This is also Wen Luan's perspective, and there is another screen, which is the field of view of Pegasus.

"Space channel." Seir said concisely.

"Can you guess?" Wen Luan flicked his fingers slightly, and the silver armored knight outside immediately lowered his arms, and Pegasus raised its hooves defiantly and remained motionless.

"Yes, the energy that makes up the channel is unknown, and the interior of the space channel is very stable. The conclusion is that this is a short-distance fixed-point teleportation." Shier replied, "The predicted exit location is in the dungeon."

Wen Luan smiled amusedly: "The headquarters of the Restoration Party spy organization is a casino, so I don't know where the Dark Council is hiding."

Said, the silver Pegasus patted its wings lightly, the sharp metal feathers almost scratched Prince Maike.

The shadow of the black cat has always covered this place, and no one in the restaurant noticed the strangeness here. After the silver armor knight followed the black cat into the shadow crack and disappeared, the frozen Prince Maike finally let out a long breath.

He rummaged in his pockets and found only an empty perfume bottle, no handkerchief.

"The rest of my life..." Mai Ke simply wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his crumpled cuffs, and he ran out quickly.He wants to return to the entertainment venue under the family's jurisdiction, find a delicious prey, soak in the hot spring, and finally climb into the coffin to sleep well, and no one will open the coffin lid if anyone comes to him!

Wen Luan didn't care at all about his captives escaping.

He looked at this wonderful space channel through Seier's eyes. The impact and fluctuations were isolated by the wings of Pegasus, and Wen Luan didn't even need to control the mech to move forward - Seier could do all these things by himself.

When the shadows dissipated, Pegasus stepped on the platform of a tall building with its four hooves.

"There is a mental shock wave that exceeds the detection alarm!" Sier reminded, but it was not nervous at all, because Wen Luan, who had a spiritual connection with the mecha, was still lying comfortably on the chair, and his body only swayed slightly.

"Master, I'm really happy that you are my master." Shier said excitedly, "According to the data of normal human beings, they will become idiots in less than a second after being attacked by this kind of mental wave."

"I'm not human." Wen Luan reminded with a black line.

"Oh, the strength of the mecha is not only based on performance, but also better than the master!" Shier said seriously, "The master's ability to break open the dream is very suitable for me to jump in the space of the deep blue star, and the strength of the spiritual field can also reduce my difficulty in fighting and fighting. The protection of the cockpit control room during the space jump. In terms of design, the materials there are the best, and they cannot be easily misappropriated. Now, I can save it to prepare weapon parts!"

——The last sentence is the point!

Wen Luan wondered, his mecha was actually happy about this kind of thing?

Feeling Wen Luan's disapproval of the idea in the spiritual connection, Xier immediately retorted: "No, no, master, you don't understand! I must use the most precise calculations to seek victory. When encountering mechas that also know precise calculations, we The fight becomes rigid and meaningless... The mecha needs a master to make quick decisions for it! War is a delicate matter, a small mistake, a small decision will affect many, decision-making is what you need to do as the master, and For a qualified Raymond Guyton mecha, all you need to do is to improve and optimize yourself as much as possible!"

Every piece of qualified high-quality metal must be regarded as a precious wealth—"Maximize the resources, use them in place, and regulate them properly...My master, we will have a happy cooperation."

Seir said firmly, "In the name of a knight, I will be loyal, humble, rigorous, and dedicated, only for my master."

"..."

Wen Luan was speechless for a long time.

He was a little dazed, Ser was a mech addicted to adventure novels, but just now he felt for a moment that Don Quixote syndrome wasn't that bad.

It may be a mistake to use common sense to measure the Raymond Gayton Mecha.

Wen Luan seriously introspected, he has always used the "normal" standard to look at Xier, this normal definition can be the common sense of the Beluga galaxy mecha, and it is also the view of an intelligent robot.

"Sier, I want to apologize to you for my prejudice."

"Huh?" The silver armored knight twisted his neck in confusion.

"You won't make any comments on your hobbies anymore, just like an ordinary person, no matter how absurd his behavior is, as long as he doesn't interfere with other people's lives, no one has the right to say anything about his hobbies." Wen Luan took the initiative to control Xier's eyes moved to the black cat licking its paw, "Continue to live in the way you like, Xier."

"Master, I have no life and cannot live." Shier corrected seriously.

"You're thinking. Thinking objects have life. You don't use breathing and heartbeats to make decisions." Wen Luan answered directly. He didn't study philosophy, but tapirs and succubi don't even have bodies, so they belong to the same category. this kind.

"Master, your wisdom has surpassed Dantalin!"

Wen Luan, who had known from Seir for a long time that Dan Tallinn was the book, twitched her lips, and decided to withdraw her belief that Raymond Gayton's mecha was unreliable, but at the same time retain her contempt for the mad scientist of the Deep Blue Star Research Institute.

"Think about the wise question, let's scan the place under the horse's hoof first!"

"That's not a horse's hoof, that's my hoof."

"..."

Wen Luan was glad that the conversation between him and Xier couldn't get out.

A tall knight sitting on a silver flying horse obviously fits the aesthetics of dark creatures. Even if he remained silent for a few minutes, the black cat did not rush.

"I scanned it when I left the passage. This is a very ordinary building roof, and below it is the bustling street with floats and parades."

Seir drove the Pegasus forward slowly for a few steps, and what appeared in the field of vision was the solid metal layer on the top of the dungeon, preventing earthquakes and major geological damage.

A network of flying saucer pipes, criss-crossing like subway lines.

The high-rise buildings are gorgeous and retro, and the windows and walls are covered with decorative patterns and statues. There are many such high-rise buildings. The one they are standing on is not even the tallest, but it seems to be in the central area from its position.

"The headquarters of the Dark Council?" Wen Luan's voice came through Seir, "Is it really an interesting joke? An empty platform?"

The black cat yawned while pressing its paws, flicked its tail, and said with a smile, "Please take a closer look."

——No matter how you look at it, it is overlooking the high-rise buildings in the bustling city, the sound of music and laughter, followed by the noisy crowd surging under the high-rise buildings.There is no dark night in the Deep Blue Star Dungeon, there are lights everywhere, bright and not dazzling.With the help of Shier's keen eyesight, Wen Luan could even see the pearl ornaments on the hair of the woman playing music on the balcony on the third floor of the opposite building.

Exquisite boats full of tourists travel leisurely under the rivers and bridges in the city.

Even though he was standing on the top of a tall building more than 50 meters away, Wen Luan could still feel the lively noise.

"Se'er, the eye of truth." Wen Luan said calmly.

More than half of the prosperity of Deep Blue Star is fake. He is not surprised at all that the world in front of him has changed suddenly: the cold and towering steel city is full of thick fog.Only the UFO traffic network was lit, like glowing spider webs.

"What a perfect nightmare city." The black cat jumped onto the railing on the edge of the platform, shaking its beard and said, "For human beings, reality is the worst nightmare."

Through the thick fog, Wen Luan saw humans walking like sleepwalking in the lowest neighborhood.

There are no floats, no brilliant lights and petals, many people don't even have cloaks and masks on them, but they can't recognize people close to them, they laugh happily and excitedly, holding things that don't exist, and it sounds like they may not exist When walking through the curving and rough abandoned track, it is like wandering on an ancient stone bridge.

Without the illusion of prosperity, Wen Luan could easily see the problem.

The direction of each street, the position of each tall building, and the outline of the river tunnel in the illusion—they are not neat and symmetrical, but they clearly seem to be forming something.

"The frame of the main building complex is a five-pointed star, and there are other strange symbols, like letters from the ancient earth period." Analysis by Syer.

"It's an upside-down pentagram." Wen Luan whispered, the orphans raised by the church in Meteorite Town, no matter how perfunctory they are, can read a few words from the Bible and know some religious symbols.

The inverted pentagram is a symbol of Satan and the devil.

"It's really great! The whole dungeon!" Wen Luan thought of the completely wrong-scale sightseeing map sold in the Deep Blue Star Dungeon, and thought of the fact that the Deep Blue Star government didn't publish the city plan at all to prevent espionage——Damn it , This is not a normal city, the whole looks very much like the blood magic circle that summons demons in American movies.

It is too in line with the aesthetics of the dark race, and maybe it is also in the interests of dark creatures!

If Ellen's gaze had been following her, she might have seen these things now...

Wen Luan was inexplicably angry, as a succubus.

"As expected, you have been lurking on this planet for 2000 years...Let me think about it, it is impossible for the dream to cover the entire planet from the very beginning. You spent a lot of energy." Wen Luan said sarcastically, "Designing all the buildings in the city, Tampering with the history of Deep Blue Star, slowly tossing and tossing for 2000 years, and finally turning the entire city into your lair?"

There is no headquarters of the so-called dark council, and the dark race has already included the entire city under their control. If the succubus does not wake up, they will be the most powerful people on the dark blue star.

"Your Excellency, we have spent 2000 years, and this achievement is not worthy of your fuss." The black cat squatted on the railing and said, "We are just acting as the master planner of urban construction for the development of Deep Blue Star!"

"..."

The black cat rushed to the door of the rooftop and made a gesture of invitation, which was very funny.

"Of course, the Dark Council still needs a fixed place to meet, which is the building where we are standing." The black cat rolled its beautiful green eyes and said cunningly, "I promise this will be a pleasant visit!"

Wen Luan took a deep breath, his anger dissipated slowly, he himself thought it was funny, this is about the succubus, why is he angry!Maybe the Nightmare found out.

The height of the door is limited, and the knight in silver armor can only leave the horseback.

The black cat went straight through the door, but Shier was stopped by the solid copper door.

"The material is good and the purity is very high! Master?"

"Take it if you see it!" Wen Luan said nonchalantly, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with "negotiating with other people's house" and tearing down the door of other people's house.

Shier kicked it up, and the whole door was immediately twisted and deformed, and pieces "grow" onto the feet and calves of the silver armored knight.

"Bang." The doorknob fell to the ground.

This proves that it is not metal, Wen Luan unconsciously glanced at it.

"Eh?" Wen Luan suddenly sat up straight.

"Owner?"

"Give me that doorknob!" Wen Luan said eagerly.

Shier didn't even bend his waist, and a wing-like metal strip extended directly from his feet, rolled the doorknob back, and then moved the metal and parts of the feet away layer by layer. Not long after, the doorknobs were "relayed" to Wenzhou in turn. In front of Luan.

After gesturing to Xier to remove the helmet covering his eyes and his entire head, Wen Luan looked at the doorknob in front of him in surprise.

The color is like brass, but it has just been proved that it is not metal.

More than half of it is inside the door all year round, only a semicircular arc that can be opened by fingers is exposed. It has to be said that the gap of this arc as a door handle is a bit small.

Now when the entire doorknob falls out, it's obvious that it's actually a key.

An exquisite and beautiful key that looks like a brass key, with intricate letters and patterns on it, inlaid with several fine gemstones.

Wen Luan couldn't help but wanted to stretch out his hand, but fortunately the sensor belt and chair wrapped around his body stopped him, otherwise Wen Luan's broken joints would have made him fall face down to the ground.

"Strange material." Xier grabbed the doorknob with a mechanical arm and brought it to Wen Luan.

"There is no dangerous energy reaction, master, do you want it?" Shier was serving in place, seeing Wen Luan's unblinking eyes, and thoughtfully shoved this beautiful key into Wen Luan's hand.

Trembling fingers touched this strange-looking doorknob.

——It was the same as the key he picked up that day, except that the one in front of him was brand new, and the other one seemed to have gone through countless years and turned into a dilapidated antique. It was full of rust, the inlaid gems were gone, and even the pattern was blurred.

Wen Luan finally realized that the key might be unusual.

As soon as this idea came up, I heard Xier scream.

The door handle in the shape of a brass key emits a terrifying black light, and every gemstone on it lights up, and the flowing light flickers along the symbol pattern, and reflects a clear blood-colored pentagram.

"Master, let go of this doorknob!" Seier shouted hastily, "The temperature is increasing, it has already exceeded [-] degrees, and it is still doubling. Your body will be injured."

The mechanical arm desperately tried to snatch this weird doorknob from Wen Luan's hands.

Wen Luan didn't show any expression of pain, in fact he only felt a slight tingling pain.

"I'm fine. Sil, you relax."

Xier scanned and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal about Wen Luan, and then let go of the manipulator.

The last tingling sensation of discomfort also disappeared with the withdrawal of the mechanical arm, and the key kept blinking brightly, and remained silent, as if it had a light-emitting function in the first place.

Wen Luan twitched the corners of his eyes: What is this, tearing down the gate of the Dark Council, and giving an extra night light?

"Phew." The helmet, which covered the line of sight and fully connected with the spirit, was slowly buttoned up again. Just as Wen Luan was about to order Xier to enter the door and follow the black cat, he heard a scream from inside.

The sound is far away, as if separated by several floors.

With a click, the black cat reappeared at the door, its eyes wide open, looking at the empty door frame, and scratching at something on the ground desperately.

"You, you took it... No, no, did you see the doorknob just now? This door?" the black cat screamed.

Before Wen Luan could answer, a puff of black smoke rose from the stairs, and then the black cat was picked up by a pale and skinny hand, which happened to be pulling the fur on the back of its neck.

The necromancer wrapped in a black robe, the Great Elder of the Dark Council raised the cat in front of his eyes, and said coldly, "Aibel, you stupid cat, what have you done?"

The black cat kicked its legs in vain, and continued to scream: "I didn't do anything! I just invited the eastern demons to visit the Dark Parliament. You said that the negotiations are casual!"

"I didn't ask you to 'casually' allow guests to open the door!"

"Cough!" Wen Luan could only interrupt a person and a cat who were staring at each other, and asked the silver armored knight to raise his hand, "If the door is closed for the visit, I regret to tear down the door."

"Oh my God, this door is magical, as long as it is a creature with a soul... it can enter!" The black cat got stuck, apparently forgetting that the mecha can't get in, let alone Wen Luan inside the mecha.

The black cat turned to the Great Elder and shouted: "I have never considered the fact that the Eastern Demon is wearing a mecha!"

"..."

Wen Luan could only interrupt the murderous eye confrontation between the two elders with a dry cough again, he clenched his fingers, it seems that this key is important, yes, a good start!Maybe you can exchange useful information and gain the upper hand in the negotiation.

"I'm very sorry, the door is already on my mech's leg." Wen Luan asked Xier to raise his leg to show the black cat and the necromancer, "As for the doorknob—"

The black cat grinds its paws restlessly.

The necromancer laughed sinisterly; "Yes, you touched the doorknob, and the inside of the Dark Council has a special sense of it. Let me correct you, it is not a doorknob, it is actually an important symbol of the Dark Council, it is The tradition of the Dark Council cannot be lost, cannot be mistaken..."

Wen Luan nodded in satisfaction, and was about to start to rip off. Unexpectedly, the necromancer pushed the black cat's head down, and at the same time bowed himself, saluted the silver armor knight and said with a sarcasm: "If someone can hold it, but Unharmed, the Dark Council will begin to celebrate—”

"Celebrate what?" Wen Luan felt bad.

"The new president of the Dark Parliament is born!" The necromancer laughed strangely.

"Snapped!"

Wen Luan shook his hand, and the key fell beside the chair.