One day in the early summer of the 717th year of the Dark Calendar, a letter crow flew to the headquarters of the Dark Cross in Odrenza, the main city of the South, bringing a message from afar.

After the recipient read the message, his eyes were a little solemn, and then the message was reported layer by layer.

The final message was on the desk of Travis, the manager of the Dark Cross Headquarters.

"Squad 7 is almost completely wiped out!Only Captain Hank is seriously injured?What kind of mission is this?" Travis asked as he stroked his half-bald head and asked the deacon standing beside him. He was a little surprised, this was the first time this year that such casualties had been suffered.

"The mission was personally sent down by Master Sestin's butler, and it was picked up by the seventh team after hanging in the hall, but the content of the mission ...... Somewhat vague and ominous. The deacon replied as he handed Travis a paper raft related to the task.

"This is a description of the mission process sent by Hank, the leader of the seventh team. The deacon added, handing a bloodstained letter to Travis.

Travis didn't see anything in a hurry, and picked up Hank's letter with some irritability, and after reading it, his brow furrowed deeply.

"I have to get out right away. Travis pulled the coat from the back of his chair with one hand and said a word to the deacon.

Walking to the door, Lavis suddenly turned back.

"Squad 7...... Let's remove the list first. Oh, I mean, give the bereavement card down and let the team move up and replace it first. By the way, if Hank comes back, let him come to me. Travis finally arranged.

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, Travis's mood was a little gloomy.

Although this task was hung out directly after himself, as the main manager of the Dark Cross, he did not grasp the first-hand task situation, and he couldn't run away if he really wanted to investigate a dereliction of duty.

You can't really blame yourself for this, after all, most tasks tend to come to a standstill every winter due to the climate. Although the beginning of the next year is busy, it is busy with the sorting and exchange of some written documents.

Everyone has long been accustomed to this kind of process, and who knew that such a tragic task would suddenly explode in the first half of this year. Of course, it's not really tragic, dead people die every year, and more people die.

The reason why Travis really had to pay attention to this inexplicable task was because this task was directly sent by his immediate boss, the three elders of the Dark Council, Sestin.

So now Travis is on his way to visit the Sesteen Mansion.

After coming to the door to ask for a meeting, it was the old housekeeper in the mansion who received him, which made Travis secretly relieved. If you really want him to go to Boss Sistin to state the mission, he doesn't know as much as the mission information, what is the statement?

"I'll tell Travis that the members of the Dark Cross need to take a good look at it, what kind of bullshit is written?" Old Sestin read the mission statement sent by the old butler, and then slapped the page on the table with an annoyed expression.

The old butler stepped forward respectfully, took the mission information in his hand and browsed it silently.

After the old butler finished reading, Sestin spoke sarcastically.

"Look, take a good look. Ranks, appearances, fighting styles, nothing. What is the enemy? tall or short, a skeleton or a ghost, two heads or three asses, even if it's a fog and shit, it's not indescribable, right?"

"Is the captain of this seventh squad a pig? will there be a symbiosis of evil, and the ancient evil, the god is especially the ancient evil? Wouldn't it be better for him to make up an evil god in the world?" Old Sexine laughed angrily, blowing his beard to the ground.

"Five people died, and the captains of the second and third orders were seriously injured, which at least shows that your old friend Ivano's vision is accurate, and this point is indeed worth paying attention to. The old butler laughed and comforted his master.

Old Sexine laughed and cursed a few words, and fell into thought.

It's actually normal for a dead person to be a dead person, but since you have to serve this bowl of rice and encounter it, there's nothing to say.

In the face of unknown dangers, the unequal forces of the crusade often lead to such results. Old Sexteen was furious that the members of the Seventh Squad had died in vain, because their sacrifice had not brought back any useful information.

If you don't know anything about the enemy, the subsequent deployment will naturally not be directly important, and the mission process and time will be extended, which is likely to derive more variables.

"Forget it, transfer the mission to the B level, since the squad can't work, then send the squadron. This time, their eyes will shine, and even if they want to die, they will give me a meaningful death. Old Sexin concluded.

"It is said that the seventh team left a magic mark on the target for tracking at that time, but the mark is naturally friendly, and it may be necessary to choose one of the juniors of each family to lead the team. ”

"Currently eligible...... There are only two families, the Ernest family and the Emilton family. The old butler thought for a moment and added.

Nature affinity is a bit out of the way in the magic category, and only by picking a person with a natural affinity to lead the team can the magic imprint on the target's body continue to work. Otherwise, just looking for someone will cost Dark Cross a lot of energy, and it may not be possible to find it.

"Those two are not ......" Old Sistin stopped talking, and fell into thought.

"They have been fighting for the last seat of the twenty-four, but I have heard that they seem to have been interested in marriage again. The old butler added.

"Fight, fight, don't do business all day. ”

"Let the little girl of the Amilton family go, very polite person, I remember she has just passed the rite of passage and is waiting for the trial of the magic tower? ”

"I don't like that sinister boy of the Ernest family, the little python born to the old python. ”

The old butler nodded and respectfully withdrew.

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Lorna Emilton suddenly receives an invitation from Dark Cross to assist in the mission.

It wasn't mandatory, but after a long day of deliberation, she finally agreed to the invitation, though she wasn't sure if her choice would help her family's current predicament.

As the only daughter of the family, it's time to stand up and do something for the family.

The Emilton family in my previous memory was not like this, it has always been in the top few seats of the twenty-four, and it has also been in the market.

Later, as the only brother died in the secret realm, and the mother also died of a serious illness one after another, the whole family seemed to have suffered an invisible heavy blow. In just a few years, he has fallen to the point where he can't even keep the last seat in the parliament, and only his elderly father is struggling to support him.

Marriage, Lorna will never agree.

It's not because the young master of the Ernest family is ruthless, and even if he is a little more debaucherous is not the point, Lorna knows very well that once this marriage is made, the surname of the Emilton family will disappear soon.

Everything will become someone else's, including your own.

This time, I just took advantage of this mission to go out temporarily to catch my breath and escape the suffocating atmosphere of the main city.

On the day of her departure, Lorna went to visit Sister Anne Baez of the Adel family and wanted to say something from her heart, but unfortunately she heard that she had not returned from her training in the secret realm. Lorna can only be disappointed and embark on a journey into the unknown alone.

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While Thor was being chased by Anne Baez in the secret realm, Hank, the leader of the Dark Cross Squad 7, was silently waiting at a farmer's house, and he didn't know what he was waiting for.

Since taking on the inexplicable mission of the Dark Cross Hall, Hank feels that his life, which has not changed in years, has changed a little.

Undoubtedly, the mission failed.

It's terrible, that kind of overwhelming and irresistible evil force, Hank doesn't know what it is, and he can't face it at all.

After knocking down the boy named Thor, when the boy stood up in a different position, Hank saw the biggest fear of his life. He turned his head decisively and abandoned his teammates, knowing full well that any moment of hesitation could lead to his death.

He proved right, and when he turned back in the middle of the run, he could clearly see the ghostly evil figure bite off his companion's neck and pull out Lillian's head with one hand.

That kind of power, let alone fighting back, the team members are not as dead as ants.

Hank crawled and jumped into a stinking puddle in the wilderness, covered himself in mud, endured hunger and mosquito bites, and hid in the puddle for three days before daring to go ashore.

Then, Hank returns to Grey Curtain Town, only to find that the teenager has gone about his life again as if nothing had happened.

Where is that terrible ghost? Evil Symbiosis, or is it a kind of transformation in times of crisis? Hank felt like he couldn't figure it out. So, he clutched all the information he could gather about Saul Drake in his hands.

As for the letter that was sent back to the headquarters not long ago, the reason why he was vague was that he really couldn't explain it, and second, he knew very well that how many people were killed by the evil power in Thor's body, maybe the three elders might be able to fight together.

So Hank prepares to cover the secret himself, and he suddenly becomes an observer in the dark, silently observing Thor's life.

For example, now, the farmer he is in is located in the ancient capital of Karot, close to the farmer where Thor opened the door to the secret realm.

When it comes to purpose, Hank doesn't know what his purpose is.

There's nothing to talk about avenging the team, and they don't have much friendship with each other. If he can fight, he may still do his duty as a captain, and if he can't, then take care of everyone.

At the end of the day, he's only been the captain of Team 7 for three years, not ten years as the team thinks. He wasn't even called Hank, but Charken, Charken West.

Hank is his twin brother, and they look like each other eighty percent alike.

One day he found his brother and his wife playing a collision game in the bedroom, in fact, the three of them used to play together when they were children, but now it is not a child after all.

So he killed his brother, slaughtered his wife, and began to live as a member of the Dark Cross under the name of Hank.

This is the opportunity to start a new life.

Life is a thing that can be started again anywhere and at any time, even if it's on the way to track someone.