A huge roar came from the direction of the airport, and the whole island seemed to tremble. In the night, a fire rose into the sky, and a huge mushroom cloud was like a demon god descending from the world, indifferently mocking the armed men who were staring in the direction of the airport in stunned eyes.

"Damn, the airport oil depot has been blown up, what the hell is this idiot Lordaeron doing!" a roar of rage rang out deep underground in a room full of screens, and a handsome white man with blond hair and a shawl slammed his fists into the countertop in front of him, and two deep grooves fell into the metal countertop.

The man's angry roar had not stopped, and the rapid sound of gunfire came from the direction of the armory, and the young man watched as a blurred figure on the screen rampaged among the countless armed men, and in less than a minute, he rushed to the gate of the armory.

"Catch him alive, don't let him run away!" the handsome white man saw from the surveillance screen on the screen that hundreds of armed men were approaching the armory at a rapid speed. Reaching for the microphone not far away, he screamed hysterically.

But then, something happened that stunned him. The alloy gate, which he thought was foolproof, sank deeply after the figure slammed down with a punch. Seeing the man raise his fist again without the slightest pause, the blonde white man felt as if his breathing had stopped.

The blonde white man couldn't see if the alloy door was blasted open after the man's second punch. Because the screens on the wall were all plunged into darkness after a few brief flickering. Their surveillance system has been breached.

"Activate the emergency communications equipment, quick!" the blonde white man could not hear the loud noise that followed from the position of the armory, but he looked at the ripples in the water cup on the table not far away, and he already had an ominous omen in his heart.

"Report sir, the emergency communication channel cannot be activated, all our communication equipment has been paralyzed!" A young white man in a camouflage uniform had just finished saying this when he was blasted out with a punch from an angry blonde white man.

The tower at the top of the mountain doesn't look big, but after fighting all the way in, I realized that it is thousands of square meters inside. Countless square glasses inlaid with silver-white metal divide the place like a labyrinth, and the dazzling light reflects in the countless palm-sized glass blocks, and the eyes are confused by fireworks.

Heavy metal gates are everywhere, and there is no difference in the style of these gates. In the middle of each door, there is a dazzling red God of War organization emblem. The circular emblem is surrounded by a sketch of the twelve constellations, and in the center is an irregular quadrilateral of four sharp swords. If you don't have someone to guide you, you can't tell where to go. Even if the right portal is found, if the eyeprint verification device on the metal door misses the verification, countless laser weapons will instantly cut the person to pieces.

The entrance was a hall of several hundred square meters, and after entering and destroying the laser rays as fast as possible, countless well-armed men swarmed in. Ye Qinghan and Du Yuen walked along, not very fast.

Ye Qinghan's fingertips flashed, and his fingers were like swords, and the invisible energy flew in the lobby of hundreds of square meters in front of him. Mountains of severed limbs and severed arms piled up, and red blood pooled into rivers that flowed in the direction of the tower's gates.

Du Yuen's sword flew like rain, and the figures around him kept flying out, and the howls of fear resounded through the hall. His face was indifferent, and the long sword in his hand was waved extremely casually, like driving away annoying mosquitoes in the summer, and he was relaxed and freehand.

The sudden sound of gunfire has not stopped since the two of them entered the tower, and the clanging sound of bullet casings landing on the ground is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, crisp and pleasant. But the man with the gun was like seeing the devil, and he howled out in despair.

Ye Qinghan and Du Yuen's figures were shrouded in a layer of green light, and countless bullets seemed to fall into a deep quagmire in front of them, falling weakly. It seems to be responding to the sound of the bullet casing landing, and the sound of the warhead landing on the metal ground is a little dull.

Du Yuen's cold face showed a hint of surprise, as he rarely showed an expression, only when his emotions were strong enough to a certain extent, he would show such an expression. When Ye Qinghan gave the jade pendants to the people of the academy when he came to the boat, he was still a little unimpressed, where could he have imagined that this seemingly ordinary pendant would have such magical power.

He didn't know that the pendant refined by Ye Qinghan, who had not yet stepped into the foundation building period, allowed Ma Wenyao and Jian Jiuping to block the three attacks of the innate master Xu Hu. And the pendant refined after the cultivation is improved, there is naturally no problem in resisting these bullets.

He didn't even know that Xu Hu and Yan Zishan, who had detonated the oil depot and armory at the airport. With this pendant, blocking the aftermath of the explosion, he rushed around the island with a pale face and started the next move.

A continuous roar came from the direction of the port, and Du Yuen, who was slightly frustrated, finally had a slight smile on his face, and the people of the academy succeeded. According to the plan they had set, they seized several warships docked at the port, and the sound of the ship's guns was a sign of success.

"In another minute, the people below will come up!" Ye Qinghan chuckled, and approached a metal gate that didn't look any different, and the gunshots in the lobby were already silent. The fierce Victorious Armed Forces looked at the two men as if they had seen a devil, and their backs were pressed against the wall, and they were separated from the two by the greatest distance, not even daring to look at them directly.

Clear footsteps sounded from behind him, Ye Qinghan saw that the eyes of those armed men began to brighten up, chuckled, and said without even looking back: "Aries warlord Ian Oates, you came later than I thought!"

The tall white man in a blue denim suit is none other than Ian Oates, one of the twelve Aries warriors of the God of War. Ye Qinghan spoke Chinese, and the other words were incomprehensible, but the names with similar pronunciations were understood.

"Tell me who that filthy rat is hiding among us, I can make you go to hell!" Ian, who had long been suspicious of his identity, was even more sure that there was a mole in the God of War organization, and said coldly in English.

But Ye Qinghan didn't mean to talk nonsense with him, he turned around between Ian's words, and arrived in front of Ian in the blink of an eye. The already raised palm made a buzzing tremor, and the head and face slapped against Ian's handsome face. Degree of literature