Chapter 756: Bureau 4
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Boom!!!
On top of a snowy mountain peak sowhere in Iceland, chunks of snow exploded like bombs and scattered snow everywhere. Looking from afar, an entire right chunk of the snow peak had been blown away, looking similar to a sugarcane that was bitten off.
The top half of the mountain crashed down and fell onto a plateau below, causing the ground to tremble.
The sky was clear without a single cloud but the sunlight did not provide much warmth. The sunlight shone on the exploded part of the mountain peak. There was a dark cave there.
There was a hint of green smoke coming out of the cave. That green smoke swirled around at the entrance of the cave and before it quickly dispersed as though it was a living thing.
Cough cough cough...
A slight coughing sound ca from the cave. It seed to belong to an old man’s voice.
A mont later, an old figure with a white beard slowly walked out of the cave. He was leaning on a thick white cane and dressed in shabby clothes made from hides and skins. It seed to be a patchwork of many different kinds of animal hides. There was a necklace made from shrunken human skulls hanging on his chest, giving off a primitive impression.
“Finally got out...” the old man groused. His face was lined with wrinkles like the bark of a tree. His hair and beard were a ss like the mane of a lion, totally unkempt.
He put his free hand by his mouth and blew.
Piiii!!!
A sharp whistle sound traveled through the cold wind.
After so ti, a black dot was flying in the sky in the distance.
The black dot gradually ca closer until its appearance was revealed. It was a big black hawk that had a wingspan of over four ters without a tinge of other colors. In the eyes of the black hawk was the strange old man at the bottom. It gave off a loud screech and flew down towards the old man.
A shadow flashed by and the old man was sitting on the back of the black hawk before it had even completely flown down. Then, one man and one hawk flew away from the place.
A few days later, the Lightless Alliance that was growing in numbers sent out a ssage. One of their three leaders, AG, had finally co out in spring and successfully made a breakthrough to a new realm. Originally, AG was an Upper Level but after the breakthrough, he could only be a Death Apostle.
The Lightless Alliance, which only had two Death Apostle class experts in the ranked one Holy Fist Palace, now had another one. The Alliance had now beco more powerful, to an extent that it was comparable to the Blood Breeds and Witches.
Especially the Witches which had now beco the weakest among them. AG, who represented the wizards, had had a breakthrough. Did it an that the wizards who disappeared from history had returned once more? No one was clear.
However, the one point that everyone understood was that Lightless Alliance had beco more powerful. Supernatural powers combined with the powers of ordinary people. More and more humans, under the leadership of Holy Fist Palace, were constantly training in fist techniques. Every second and every mont that passed by ant the expansion of Holy Fist Palace and Lightless Alliance.
In this situation, the Blood Breeds had no choice but to make a move.
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Deep in the Blood Alliance Headquarters
In the crimson underground, a number of huge spheres similar to glass balls floated in mid-air while moving around.
All the Death Apostle Blood Breeds except for Ashen were gathered here, occupying each of the glass spheres.
Wellington, Scarlet Moon, the female death apostle, the mysterious blonde man, and the last one was the Lion Mother. The Lion Mother’s real body seed to be elsewhere, but she had projected through the sphere what appeared to be a virtual image standing in the sphere.
The five of them opened their eyes and looked at each other in the sphere.
“The hidden piece is in. The next step should follow the plan,” Lion Mother was the first one to speak. “The world has beco more and more chaotic. If it is not put back on the right track, I’m afraid there will be unpredictable severe consequences.” While she was speaking, she still had a gentle and compassionate look on her face.
“Based on my recent observation, I felt that the original plan should be slightly altered,” soone gave a different opinion. It was the only female Death Apostle. She slightly frowned and stared at Lion Mother.
“I feel that, with Garen’s personality, even if we used his parents and relatives to threaten him, the most we can achieve is to perish together with him. Besides letting him cast aside any worries, there are no other uses.”
“Why do you say that? We can use his family to exchange for the benefits we need,” Wellington said. He was now developing new family descendants so his consumption was very large. Until now, his face was still greenish, evidence of his large blood consumption.
“Though there is that kind of scenario, according to my analysis on Garen’s past, this person was, on the surface, protective of his family but deep down he was an absolutely indifferent and rational person. I expect that threatening him using his family will not yield a good enough result worth sacrificing our hidden piece which we took so much care to insert,” the female Death Apostle retorted.
“Indeed, with Garen’s personality, he will likely go straight down to fighting us to the death. Even if we kill his family, it will only fuel the fire in his heart for vengeance. In the end, it will be a war that consus both sides with nothing to gain except damage. In comparison, the Holy Fist Palace has a huge number of humans to back them up and their speed in restoring their power and forces far outstrip us. This not worth it,” Wellington also shook his head slightly and said.
“Say, Scarlet Moon, isn’t there soone on your side that has a very good relationship with Garen’s family? Is there a chance?” he looked at Scarlet Moon and said.
“I will not use such a despicable move,” Scarlet Moon said. He looked at him indifferently and closed his eyes, refusing to say anymore.
“Stodgy!” Wellington curse at him.
“I also agree with this view. Garen’s personality is not the kind that succumbs to threats easily. The most we can get out of this is a war to the bitter end. It will only remove his last worries,” the mysterious blonde man nodded in agreent, “My suggestion is that the hidden piece refrains from taking any action for now, so as not to expose themselves. They will be able to display the largest effect at the critical ti.”
“I agree,” Wellington nodded and said.
“This is fine too,” Lion Mother nodded and agreed to this thod.
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Swish swish swish....
In the bushes that stood as tall as a man, several figures flashed by. They were all dressed in black and almost blended into the darkness of the night, like ferocious nighthawks.
At the front, there was a scarlet figure running with all its might. The speed of the scarlet figure was not slow, but the distance with its pursuers at the back was getting shorter and shorter.
When the distance was less than three hundred ters away, the scarlet figure ca to a sudden halt and turned around. The moonlight revealed a cold and handso man’s face. It was the person who had killed Dahm and successfully escaped, Hochman.
“Found out so soon?” Hochman murmured at the few shadows behind him expressionlessly.
After killing Dahm, he put on a mask and escaped since he was sure to beco a wanted man in the Lightless Alliance. With the large network that Holy Fist Palace had and the mysterious ans of the Dark Colors Witches. Even if he had a breakthrough, he was tracked down without realization.
“Hochman! Die!!”
Several shadows flashed around him at that mont, just like petals of a black flower, and withdrew four sharp knives that were stabbed towards his waist from all directions.
“Nighthawk?” Hochman narrowed both his eyes and recognized the secret technique they used. It was Nighthawk’s improved version of Shooting Shadow Secret Technique. This secret technique of the Holy Fist Palace was the most involved in their outside work as it was specialized in high speed for assassination purpose. In order to achieve victory, they would use any thods available to them. These people who dared to co out to pursue him was obviously fierce and not scared of death.
The blade was absolutely untouchable because it was hundred percent coated in poison. One touch would spell his death.
“Die!”
Flicking both his hands, Hochman sent out one transparent wind punch after another in all directions and caused the blade to bend.
Peng!
He kicked the belly of one of the dark shadows and made him shoot out like a cannonball. How many forces did Holy Fist Palace send out to kill him? He intended to leave one alive for interrogation purposes.
Just then, he looked at the eyes of the four n wearing masks. There was no desire for survival reflected in the remaining three people.
“This is bad!”
Just as this thought appeared in his mind, he heard three bursting sounds accompanied by extrely hot waves.
Boom!!!!
Around Hochman, red and white flas burst out from the three figures. These fiery fla tongues surrounded Hochman.
The flas had a diater that was more than six ters and their colors were strange. Looking from afar, they were divided into three layers of colors. The inside was white gold, the middle was pure white and the outermost was pale red in color.
The huge shock turned into ripples and spread out. Looking from far away, the figure of Hochman and the three people could not be seen as they were completely wrapped in flas.
The surrounding grassland quickly turned yellow and withered before turning charred and then into ashes with sparkles on them. They were blown away by the shockwaves and so glued themselves to the surrounding grass, quickly starting another fire.
The fla lasted a few seconds before it slowly disappeared, leaving a huge pit behind. It was more than ten ters large and there was smoke inside.
Peng!
A dark shadow suddenly dashed out of the deep pit and flew into the distance, leaving behind afterimages.
Hochman felt his body boiling and his clothes were almost completely burned. There were large patches of burns on his body. The original handso face had beco unrecognizable and more than half of his hair had burned away.
This was the combined power of the modern science and secret techniques. Three death soldiers with special explosives blew up themselves together. The power it brought was such that even a Death Apostle class like Hochman would receive grievous injurious in a mont of carelessness. After all, he did not have the kind of terrifying physique like Garen.
Even then, the charred skin on Hochman was rapidly healing with a speed that was visible to the naked eyes.
“Such ruthlessness!” Hochman endured the pain and sped away. Even if he was a Death Apostle class, the Holy Fist Palace was not an ordinary force. There was still a real Death Apostle, Tu Lan, there. Not only that, apart from their life force that was close to immortal, the actual gap in strength between the upper level and them was not that large. He was not a secret technique expert that was specialized in speed, hence if he was surrounded with a range of technology to delay and interfere with him, not even he could escape.
“Surrender quietly, Hochman!” a voice ca from far away. It seed to be one of the top Nighthawk mbers. He could not rember clearly but it was not important right now. What was important was the shrill sound on top of his head.
Swish!!
A dark shadow suddenly flew over his head and Hochman felt a sudden threat from the sky. Looking up quickly, two torpedo-like white missiles flew at him with a shrill sound.
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