In the evening, Eichenwald.

It used to be a quiet and peaceful town, located in the middle of the forest, with only a narrow bluestone road leading to the outside world. Later, the flames of war spread to the town, and the townspeople fled, and when the war ended, they never returned, leaving only this deserted and uninhabited town.

Standing on the street of the town, close your eyes and listen, you will hear the fresh life of the birds, and you can have the fragrance of birds and flowers when you look around the curtain.

In the center of the town is a magnificent church, in front of which two statues of gods several meters high seem to tell of the glory of the past.

A black Volkswagen van stopped in front of the church along the bluestone path, the door of the back seat slowly opened, and an old man in a black robe got out of the car and walked into the church.

A young man who looked like a butler quickly ran out of the church, nodding to the old man.

"I'm not late, am I?" the old man asked.

"It's been a long time since you've been here, and everyone thought you weren't going to be here today, so the meeting has begun. The young man stretched out his hand and motioned for the old man to come in.

This church is home to the headquarters of Hidden Fog Europa.

At a depth of 100 meters underground, there is a huge conference room, and a round table is placed in the center of the conference room, and around the round table sit a very old face, and the crystal lamp above the head lights up with a dim light, shining on their faces, like a piece of old bacon. Each of them wore a black robe with a dark gold eagle badge on their chest.

The ministers could only stand and attend, their expressions serious and their faces sinking like water. The respective assistants standing behind them held their heads high, their excitement overflowing, and their eyes looking at the round table were almost fanatical with admiration and yearning.

The Presbyterian Church of the Hidden Mist, the most mysterious existence of the Hidden Mist, can be called the living history of the continent of Europa, and the family they represent has ruled the continent alternately for thousands of years, dating back to the Holy Roman Empire in the first year of the Common Era.

Ulbury opened his eyes to the only empty seat at the round table, which had been empty for eighteen years, and this time seemed to be no exception.

"Guys, let's get started. ”

"Last night, there was news from the technical department, they intercepted an encrypted email from the "Night" organization, and the contents of the email have been deciphered, I believe you have read it before you came," Ulbury said slowly, "What do you think about this?"

"Is the message accurate?" someone knocked on the table, and it was Albrecht who spoke. He hunched his waist slightly, holding a civilized stick in both hands, exuding the aura of a tyrant who looks down on the world.

The head of the technology department, Kesma, took a step forward, "Although the other party used broilers set up in many countries to hide the real sending address, we still traced the source of the email and confirmed that the email was sent from Jingzhao. ”

Kersma paused slightly, took the laptop handed by his assistant, and swiped lightly on the touchpad, and a comparison picture was projected on the projection screen, "We compared the email from the Kola Peninsula fourteen years ago and confirmed that it was sent in a similar way, so we speculate that the two emails came from the same person or organization." ”

An oppressive atmosphere spread through the conference room, and the events on the Kola Peninsula fourteen years ago were the scars that Hidden Fog was most reluctant to reveal, and this incident gave Hidden Fog a taste of failure for the first time in thousands of years since its founding.

At that time, Kersma was the first head of the technical department, and during a routine analysis of data streams, they accidentally obtained an email saying that the Kola ultra-deep well could be a burial place, and listed several strong pieces of evidence, and after investigation, Kersma confirmed the authenticity of the evidence, so he reported the matter to the Presbyterian Church.

The Council of Elders was shocked by this, because the Korra ultra-deep well itself was planned by the Council of Elders, and it was indeed a burial ground for gods, a place where the Hidden Mist had guarded for generations. With the continuous progress of society, the elders at that time were worried that one day humans would discover it, so they decided to secretly transfer the burial place of the gods thirty-seven years ago, which should have been unaware, but the appearance of this email means that someone has leaked the secret of the deep well of Kola.

After investigation, it was confirmed that the source of the email was on the Kola Peninsula, and no one in the entire Murmansk region knew the true purpose of the Kola ultra-deep well, and some people suspected that the project leader of the Kola deep well, Dimir Asagov, leaked the information, but there was no evidence.

In order to prevent the secret of the burial place from being made public, the Council of Elders decided to speed up the transfer of the burial ground, and sent an elite team led by Stuart, and arranged for the dark department to respond to the nearby case to ensure that the transfer work was foolproof.

But they didn't expect that less than a day after Stuart and others entered the Kola ultra-deep drilling well, there was an explosion in the Kola ultra-deep drilling well, and the elite team was killed and injured.

Leohard stood up, looked at Ulbury for a few seconds, and then slowly spoke, "This morning, the dark department received news that the hidden fog Song Tianlin and Su Ru, as well as Long Yuan's Lu Ye, disappeared at the location marked by Minister Ksma. ”

Leohard's voice fell, and the room fell silent.

It's the same as it was 14 years ago!

"I suggest contacting Long Yuan immediately and sending the Shadows to investigate. Albrecht suggested, "We cannot repeat the mistakes we made fourteen years ago." ”

The door to the conference room was gently pushed open, and all eyes were focused on the old man standing in the doorway.

The members of the Council of Elders stood up one after another, and there was a faint hint of surprise in the eyes of Grand Elder Ulbury, the man who hadn't appeared at the headquarters for eighteen years had finally arrived.

"Sorry, I'm late. The old man bowed slightly and apologized, then sat down slowly on the only empty seat at the round table.

"Reverend, I thought you old thing would never set foot in here in your life!" Ulbury scolded.

"It's a rare opportunity to see an old friend, how could I miss it?" the pastor smiled at the rest of the Presbyterian Church.

"I see you're not here just to see old friends," Albrecht snorted coldly, "You're the only one of us who is most familiar with Long Yuan, and it's impossible for you not to know what happened in Jingzhao." ”

"Of course, my old bones will rust if I don't move anymore, and this time I will personally go to Jingzhao to preside. ”

"Looks like you've confirmed that this is the burial place of the gods. "But that's the realm of Longyuan, and it's hard for us to interfere with it." ”

"I'm only going with Stuart and Preston this time, not with the shadows. The priest glanced at Leohard, who was eager to try, and said.

"I'm against it!" said Isaiah Stuart, Frederick Stuart's grandfather, "you alone cannot guarantee Frederick's safety, and I will not allow my grandson to go to that place again." ”

"Then you are probably miscalculated," said the priest with a smile, "and Frederick is probably almost in Jingzhao by now." ”

Song Yuan sat up abruptly and gasped for air, a trace of cold sweat running down his sideburns.

He had just had a nightmare in which he dreamed that he was standing on a high platform, surrounded by devastation, the earth cracked and the sky dark. Their parents were tied to iron posts, bound by iron chains, and countless dark blue insects devoured their bodies, and their bodies twitched incessantly. Song Yuan went crazy and wanted to rush to save his parents, but no matter how he ran, he was getting farther and farther away from his parents.

Inas walked in with a stack of materials, she looked at Song Yuan, her eyes were full of helplessness, "I've only been out for less than ten minutes, and you can fall asleep?"

"I'm actually studying!" Song Yuan defended.

"But you have indentations on your face, eh......" Inas pointed to Song Yuan's face to expose him.

"This is a very popular learning method in our country," Song Yuan said, "This method is very practical, you just need to put the book you want to study on the table, and then stick your head on the book, so that the high-density knowledge in the book will be instilled in my head, so that I can achieve the purpose of learning knowledge." ”

Inas slammed the materials in her hand in front of Song Yuan and then sat on the sofa and closed her eyes, "Whatever you want, anyway, you have to take the exam in two days, I want to see how your study method works!"

Song Yuan looked at the books and materials stacked like a mountain in front of him, and a sense of powerlessness arose.

Since he got out of bed, he has been staying in the small courtyard and being forced to make up for the knowledge related to the alien, and Stuart specially made a Chinese translation for him in order to take care of him, and he knows every word in the book, but when they are connected, it doesn't look like a human word.

"I've seen Chen Mo go out early and return late these days, how is her ability mastered?" Song Yuan put down the book and asked.

Song Yuan never saw Chen Mo again after the assessment, but learned from Inas's mouth that after Chen Mo woke up, the ability in her body gradually decreased and became controllable, so Stuart took her to the primeval forest behind the ancient castle of Geofyin.

"You can't protect yourself, and you still have time to take care of others?" Inas opened her eyes and rolled her eyes, "She's still a little unstable. ”

Stuart pushed the door and walked in, his face heavy, "Song Yuan, you and Inas are ready to leave in an hour." ”

"What's wrong?" Song Yuan stood up.

"Perform the task. Stuart turned and walked away.

In the back garden of the castle of Gio Fein, Preston stood on the terrace and put down the scissors in his hand to wipe his sweat, it was about to be winter, and a few days ago he began to prepare to build a warm facility for the plants in the castle of Gerofin, so that he could still enjoy the spring color in the harsh winter. Preston decided that when it was finished, he would be sure to pop up a bottle of champagne and take in his masterpiece.

However, before this idea could be put into practice, it was interrupted by the roar of the sky, Preston raised his head, a small transport plane in the sky landed vertically in the attitude of dominating the world, the huge propeller spun rapidly, the wind howled, Preston hurriedly waved his hand to signal the pilot not to land, but it seemed that the other party did not pay attention.

The transport plane landed in the middle of the garden, and the pilot jumped out of the cabin and gave Preston a thumbs up, which probably meant "Brother, you are guiding you to a professional landing place!"

Looking at the precious plants in front of him that seemed to be staggering after a raging storm, Preston rushed forward, he only had one thought now, and that was to slaughter this goddamn bastard!