Comrade Victor Vladino, who was almost seduced, finally survived with a little willpower and fear of female ghosts, but the Pope's cockroach eyes still deeply pierced his young heart.

"You are so good! I suggest that you go to the ascetic and let your master practice you well, and make sure that you see the succubus shouting and killing with a straight face. ”

"You dare to say this here? There is a kind of you who go to the face of the master and say, the master will hit you in the face, and the Pope's crown will be raised for you!"

The quarrel between the two men regardless of the occasion was staged again, but the two people present who belonged to Esherley Paradise did not have a sense of surprise, but had a sense of déjà vu.

Kel'thugad, in particular, actually revealed a sense of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Alas, this kind of scene is really familiar, I think I and Illidan were also fighting like a hot kiln back then, you see, now it's not the same as a family that doesn't distinguish each other?"

"You mean you want us to experience the scene when you skipped school because you were afraid of ghosts, and you ended up blowing up most of the toilets and septic tanks in Areileland?" This is a document signed by all of our Necromantic Monarchs, and will reward the Sanctioner for studying with Master Ronco for a month. ”

"Ahem, isn't that young and frivolous, always trying to make a big news, now it's different, you see how stable I have become after I got married, although skipping class or skipping class, but I am not the first in the class that has nothing to do with ghosts? ”

Elise looked at Kel'thugad a little helplessly: "Still stable? Look at this matter? You have been stable for a few years, but my current feeling is that you have been stable all these years, purely for this outbreak!"

The parents of the two families caught the lesson of the bear child, and for a while, the crowd was full of voices, chickens and dogs jumping, so it was not lively.

But after all, there were corpses that had been studied in front of them, and soon several people's attention was turned back to them.

"I've discussed it with the Necromantic Monarchs of Elselland, and tomorrow I'll have a banquet for everyone at Mithril level and above, especially the Natural Forest, and I'll personally bring people to invite them, make sure they all come. The Pope stroked his beard and continued, "And all you two have to do is let me in." ”

"What are you doing in there? And you're letting the two masters play and sneak in?"

"Let the two of you carry out the infiltration mission, of course, because the two of you, as the pillars of the two major forces in the future, need to shoulder greater responsibilities early. And more importantly, the combat power of the two of you is enough. If you can't even handle the most Meteorite Rank 7 druids, then you might as well go home and wait to pick up the baby. Elise's pale throne floating in mid-air descended to the ground, allowing Victor to peek closer at her two slender legs, "Now that research has begun on the Quick-Finished Product, there must be a steady number of adults in existence, and your task is to bring back as many living adults as possible and everything they have in their labs and labs about this experiment." ”

Victor and Kel'thugad looked at each other, how could they not have thought of it, why did they stop the living? What are you doing with all these bells and whistles for such a major event? Shouldn't it be the right way to directly overwhelm the border and surround the Forest of Nature?

"At this time, it is better for the Pope to lead the upper echelons of the Holy See to directly ask the Cult of Nature to hand over these basically certain disciples, right?" Kel'thugad asked the Pope.

"It's a pity, after all, the disciples are still a minority in the Cult of Deity, and we can't directly confront the Cult with such things, these corpses are not enough to testify against them. Moreover, most of the disciples in the Holy See also have some members, so this will be a surprise. When the time comes, whether they destroy the evidence and bite back, or break the jar and secretly release those adults to wreak havoc and kill, it is unacceptable to us. The Pope's face was a little helpless, he originally held the New Generation Games in advance just to take the opportunity to pit a wave of Victor, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen, "Don't forget, although the convening of the New Generation Games has brought together the geniuses and high-end combat power of the major forces, compared with the ordinary people who enter the subspace to watch and tour, there is really not enough manpower." ”

Needless to say, this matter is very high-stakes and involves a very deep level, and it simply fails to protect the common people, and then the Pope will have to write a review and then apologize in many ways.

Therefore, the focus now is not only to hold the real hammer in hand, but also to lay out in advance to prevent the enemy from counterattacking.

Not to mention the nobles of the Northern Kingdom who were originally the turtles in the urn, these guys who had been infiltrated by the disciples have now become an uncertain factor.

"No, I'll have to go to Bianca and ask her to find something to do for those idiot nobles lately, so that they don't focus on this. ”

With that, the Pope left on his own.

Victor sighed, this is a trouble, his strange luck has reached its peak in recent times, judging from the degree of this matter alone, he is now properly treated as the protagonist.

Wherever something happens, wherever you die, no matter what the big or small thing is, it must be his business in the end.

"Meow a mi, is it really a Grim Reaper elementary school student in another world?"

......

The time came to the evening of the next day, and the atrium at this moment became crowded again, but from young people to all kinds of middle-aged people and old men and old ladies, and compared to those young geniuses, the strength of these old powerhouses can be described as terrifying.

The Pope was talking to Elise and the powerful men from all sides, and finally had a little free time to drink a sip of sweet wine to moisten his throat.

Politics is much more troublesome than war, and after his short observation, he can be sure that all the druids above Mithril level that he can sense are all at the feast.

And at this moment, in the forest of nature, the cold steel brick that Victor buried earlier has made a great contribution, if there is no such means of positioning, the two of them are afraid that they will not be lost in the forest of nature in the dark night.

What? Above the canopy to confirm the direction?

At night, rush into the air, emit a dazzling holy light to illuminate the darkness, and then discern the way.

Is that still sneaking in?

Kel'thugad and Victor sneakily shrouded in a cloud of pure necromancy, the cat was on the edge of the pit, stealthily looking down.

The piles of corpses and scavenging vines that were like hills some time ago have disappeared at this moment, and there is no trace of their existence.

Two meteorite-level druids guarded an entrance that was blocked by a pile of corpses with serious faces.

This group of druids who fell to the disciples did not use any superb magic technology to seal this entrance, probably because they felt that there was a sense of "there are no silver three hundred taels here", and there were indeed few people who would doubt that the disciples could make such a terrible news under the noses of the major forces, so they hung here with a swagger, at most a few people guarded it.

"So is it because other people are too stupid, or do they all become big-hearted once they join the disciples?"

"Probably because of the big hearts, I've never seen such loose guards, and it seems that the darkness under the light gives them too much confidence, and they don't think anyone will doubt them at all. ”

Kel'thugad looked at Victor, whose tone was obviously disdainful, and hesitated, but still asked.

"Old Wei, can you tell me what you mean by this dress?"

"You don't understand this, right, isn't it appropriate to play the technical work of infiltrating, and not have a whole set of corresponding outfits? The closer you are to the stalker and assassin, the more stable your mood will be when you sneak in, which greatly increases the success rate, okay?"

Why did Kel'thugad ask that?

Probably any normal person would have questioned Victor's outfit at this moment.

He was dressed in a white trench coat with a shiny silver waistband around his waist, a one-sided half-sided cloak hanging from his left shoulder, fastened to his body with a leather shoulder pad and a long buckle, and a not-so-large hood attached to his clothes, which could cover his eyebrows when worn.

With a pair of soft boots on his feet, he walked on the road almost silently.

The most outrageous thing is that Ya brought two hidden swords integrated with the gauntlet on both hands.

"It's impossible for any normal stalker or assassin to dress like this! It's like running up to someone's face and saying, 'I'm conspicuous, please give me two knives!'"

"What are you talking about, this is the classic costume of an assassin, have you heard of the equality of all beings under the Hidden Blade?

"What kind of assassin outfit are you, a Holy Light Mage, your soul is faint!"

"Hmph, you don't understand a man's romance at all, the leap of faith is the yearning of everyone who follows the Assassin's Creed!" Victor snorted coldly, and said another sentence that Kel'thugad didn't understand, "But don't jump into the water, the second lady Ezio dissolves in water." ”

The nervous Victor succeeded in getting Kel'thugad to give up complaining, after all, this kind of cross-dimensional complaining is still a bit difficult.

"Assign it, solve it one by one, no problem, right? Don't tell me that the heart of the Holy Light can't even deal with a meteorite-level professional. ”

"Big brother, look at me, I'm a little brother of the fourth order of gold, are you embarrassed to tell me such crazy words for one person?" Victor rolled his eyes, "It's all mine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Victor rolled over and jumped down.

Kel'thugad slowed down his reaction to this turn by half a beat, and by the time he tried to stop Victor, it was too late.

"Bastard, aren't you imitating an assassin! Your assassin jumped directly in someone's face and hit him!"

Although Victor couldn't hear this complaint, he moved his wrist as he walked towards the two druids who had become vigilant, and the words in his mouth seemed to be an answer to this complaint.

"Infiltrate, as long as I kill all the people who find me, isn't that a successful infiltration?"