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447: Chapter 237 Eyes in the Shadows: The Hope of Dark Night_2 447: Chapter 237 Eyes in the Shadows: The Hope of Dark Night_2 Taipo made his way back to his room, drawing odd looks from the staff along the way.

Erging from Taipo’s shadow, Li Ming’s eyes flickered; he didn’t opt to kill Des upon the eting.

On one hand, he considered the reactions of Connet and the others; having just arrived, if Des died, they would inevitably suspect them.

In that situation, Brother would create an uproar, causing quite a stir.

On the other hand, he realized that Des might still serve another purpose.

“However, lurking in the shadows makes it easy to be perceived,” murmured Li Ming, frowning slightly.

At the mont when his intention to kill beca apparent, Des, a B-Level life form, got a hint of it, not to ntion A-Level life forms.

“How can I enhance this concealnt…”

After this experint, he found that [Shadow Sting] was quite powerful, but he needed to reduce the chance of being detected by the target.

After thinking for a long while, he suddenly startled and muttered, “So that’s how you use the Concealing Blessing.”

…

As Li Ming and his group arrived at the Torch Organization,

at the Starship Ruins, now reduced to wreckage, the main treasures had been divided up by Li Ming’s group, leaving the remnants to be scavenged clean by the local scavengers.

The huge, broken starship was now truly just an empty shell; even the internal ecological life support devices had been dismantled and taken away.

On the thick, decaying frawork, Dark Night, carrying a long black case on his back, surveyed his surroundings.

Partial tal scraps floated by, and several life forms in bulky combat suits lay around.

He was entirely in an interstellar environnt but did nothing in terms of protection.

“Too late again,” he sighed, opening his smart terminal to enter the Black Hole Network.

The interface seed completely different from regular ones; many of the icons had gold patterns on the edges.

There was an unread ssage in the backend, revealing the intelligence he purchased—

“According to insider information from Yitelan Civilization, it has been confird that chanical Azure Dragon and three other A-Level life forms have headed to the Torch Organization.”

In this text, several terms were highlighted in bright blue, like “Yitelan Civilization,” “chanical Azure Dragon”…

“Torch Organization?” Dark Night’s expression turned puzzled, “Why does this na seem to clash with ?”

He clicked on “Torch Organization,” which opened a new paynt-required page.

Dark Night, evidently used to this, paid two million Star Coins, and a large amount of text refreshed on the screen.

“…an active local resistance organization in the Northern Crown Star Ring—Silver Star Cluster, established in…

“…mostly comprised of mbers who joined due to persecution by the advanced Yitelan Civilization…”

“…once also supported by a mysterious organization…”

Reading through this, Dark Night’s face grew darker.

Not being familiar with the place, he could not contact this organization.

He proceeded to click on each bright blue text, opening various paynt pages, spending tens of millions of Star Coins, and finally saw a familiar na.

“…324 years ago, the Torch Organization suffered an unprecedented severe blow, with high-level betrayal and all three A-Level life forms were killed; Saint Revolution Organization extended a helping hand that barely allowed their survival…”

“Saint Revolution…” he mumbled, then opened his contacts to search, finally finding soone to try to initiate communication.

After a prolonged ringing, it got through, the voice raspy, mixed with surprise: “Dark Night?

I heard you pulled off a big move in the Star Abyss Empire.

Not busy fleeing, but you have ti to contact ?”

“Wendell, do you rember the Torch Organization?” Dark Night asked directly.

“Torch Organization?” Wendell hesitated at first.

“An active local resistance organization in the Silver Group.” Dark Night reminded.

“Recalling now, Silver Star Cluster, near the Northern Crown Star Ring of Star Abyss Empire.” Wendell realized, “Indeed, there was a local resistance organization, and a fascinating civilization—they actually mastered communication technology with Dinsional Creatures, then got wiped out.”

“But those who survived seed to have all joined that Torch Organization, causing quite so trouble.”

“Do you have their leader’s contact information?” Dark Night inquired.

“What are you planning?

Did they provoke you?” Wendell asked back.

“So matters.” Dark Night did not elaborate.

“Ha…” Wendell laughed: “I heard that the Star Abyss Empire has activated a high-dinsional blockade device in the Northern Crown Star Ring and is continuously tightening it.

You’re trapped inside, aren’t you?”

Dark Night frowned, not speaking.

“Duke Guya, tsk…

you really have guts,” Wendell admired, then changed his tone: “How about this, you tell who hired you to assassinate Duke Guya.”

“I’ll give you the contact information of the leader of the Torch Organization.”

“Get lost!” Dark Night’s brow furrowed tighter, and Wendell sighed, “If that’s the case, then there’s nothing I can do.”

“Don’t forget, you still owe a life.”

Wendell hesitated briefly, helplessly said: “Oh well, you tell why you want to contact the Torch Organization, and I’ll give you the leader’s contact information.”

Dark Night hesitated for a mont, but still said: “Phantom Hunter is damaged, I need soone to repair it.”

“Oh?” Wendell was taken aback: “Your gun is damaged?

No wonder you can’t escape.”

“But are you sure such a small place would have soone who can repair your gun?”

Dark Night frowned and said: “There’s a chanic called Azure Dragon, it seems possible.”

“Azure Dragon?

A chanic might not work…

huh?” Wendell spoke halfway and stopped, seemingly checking information.

“This Azure Dragon, isn’t from the Silver Star Cluster?

Not even from Northern Crown Star Ring… Interesting, but he doesn’t seem to be a Casting Star chanic either.”

“Just repair, maybe a Casting Star chanic isn’t necessary.” Dark Night shook his head, impatiently said: “I’ve already told you the reason, now it’s your turn.”

Wendell sent a digital business card, and simultaneously said: “It seems, you really are at a dead end, putting hope on a path where success is almost invisible.”

“If it doesn’t succeed, the famously known Dark Night might just fall…”

“Rest assured, if I escape, I’ll find you first.” Dark Night said expressionlessly.

Wendell’s laughter abruptly stopped, helplessly saying:

“Just reminding you, we only gave them a bit of help hundreds of years ago.

Such resistance organizations have their own ideas and are steadfast.”

“They seem to be busy with so major plan recently, they might not want to contact you.”

“Even you asking won’t work?” Dark Night frowned.

Wendell shook his head and scoffed: “What am I considered, if I cannot offer any help nor pose a threat to them, why would they listen to ?”

Dark Night ended the communication directly, touching the black case on his back, looking up at the Silverless Starry Sky, seemingly worried.

Wendell was right, without this gun, he could not break through the high-dinsional blockade, only waiting to be trapped like a turtle in a jar.

Moreover, due to his sudden move so ti ago, it seems to have alerted the Star Shining Empire to his presence in the Land of Stars, and the blockade ranged condensed to a few nearby Star Clusters.

“Faint hope…”

…

Torch Organization headquarters, Li Ming was contemplating his nurous Controlled Objects endowed with Concealing Blessing, but Jesaya suddenly ca to visit.

“Lord Jesaya,” Li Ming greeted, with no ill impression of Jesaya.

His main combat profession, chanical Iron Cavalry, was still obtained from the other party.

After entering the room, Jesaya extended his hand, the palm opened revealing a small device, a disruption field imdiately enveloped them both.

Li Ming had already checked, there was no monitoring equipnt in this room.

The Torch Organization also knew this was superfluous, better to leave a good impression.

“Lord Monroe, has it been repaired?” Jesaya went straight to the point, suppressing his excitent.

“Hmm?” Li Ming was surprised, his eyes flickering slightly: “What Monroe?”

Jesaya suppressed his excitent and explained: “Rest assured, I am a faithful follower of Lord Monroe, I know Monroe has been hiding in the Land of Stars.”

“When I saw the silver chanical body assisting you in combat, I was sure, that was Lord Monroe.”