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"Sullivan, or Hannas as Griffin speaks, clearly means that the metal scepter will serve as a bargaining chip in his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Dark World Alliance? Ridiculous a rat organization" Lin Fei sat in the cabin, a sneer on his face.

On the side is a white cloud drifting slowly. The characteristic hum of the aircraft is so subtle that it is barely audible.

This time he was flying on a small plane, and there were only about 50 people in the entire cabin.

Lin Fei was sitting by the window, and next to him was a young girl in a red slim shirt. The girl is not very good-looking, but she has a small dimple on each cheek, and she looks like she is laughing without smiling, giving people a very sweet feeling.

Lin Fei sat in his position, looking out the window with a sideways face. She peeked at Lin Fei from time to time. A hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

It was quiet in the plane, except for the sound of the engine, everyone was calm, some were asleep, some were reading magazines, and some were chatting quietly.

The crew pushed the trolley past.

"What drink do you need, sir?" The maintenance lady asked softly.

"A cup of green tea, thank you." Lin Fei turned his head.

"I want a cup of green tea too." The girl next to her also spoke.

The flight attendant brought a cup of green tea to the two of them.

Lin Fei glanced at the cup, which was the kind of instant green tea brewed with tea bags. It's cheap, but the color looks very pleasant, and it's a faint emerald green. The white paper cup contains emerald green tea, which is also quite eye-catching.

After waiting for the crew to leave, the girl in the red shirt on the side took the opportunity to speak.

"You drink green tea too, huh?" She grasped the common ground decisively.

Lin Fei glanced at her. "It's fine."

"You're going to school in Kyoto, right? Is it time for school in Kyoto? The girl smiled, and the dimples on her cheeks were obvious.

"Yes. You too? Lin Fei said casually.

"Well, I'm at Kyoto Business and Industry Sihua College." The girl showed a slightly embarrassed expression. "Maybe you haven't heard of it. It's a three-book college. ”

"Oh." Lin Fei answered.

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After half a ring, the smile on the girl's face stiffened a little.

"By the way, which school are you?"

"Yandu University." Lin Fei said casually.

The girl's face was visibly stunned. "That's one of the best universities in Kyoto, so I didn't think you'd be a top student."

However, Lin Fei still looked careless.

The girl was a little angry. She felt that Lin Fei was a top student in Yandu who thought she was a top student in Yandu, and looked down on her, an ordinary three-booked person. Suo also stopped talking.

Originally, she took the initiative to speak only when she saw that Lin Fei was very beautiful, but now after saying a few words, she realized that the appearance only represents a business card, and the inner essence still has to be contacted to know.

She retracted the smile on her face and sat quietly in her place, not speaking again.

Lin Fei didn't care at all. He and the girl next to him are people from two worlds at all, and he is not in the mood or time to waste with her.

There's one last bit of time.

Lin Fei glanced at the watch on his wrist.

"Forty-five minutes to go."

The Roman Forum is full of ruined stone columns, mostly collapsed stone buildings, lonely columns, and green grass on the ground to reflect the desolation of the place.

The off-white rough surface is full of signs of weathering.

The sun shines down, tearing jagged reflections across the square.

Some visitors weave along a path through the ruined buildings of the square. The extra modern colors of these tourists, such as blue clothes and white hats, make the place even more desolate.

In a group of tourists, a tall blonde man wears a white tourist hat and a pair of Prada sunglasses over his eyes. The upper body is a white T-shirt that highlights the muscular lines of the strong upper body. As if there is no roaring lion, it gives people a sense of danger that may explode at any time.

The man stood on the edge of the trail with his hands on his chest, looking around, occasionally looking at the watch on his wrist.

There was a cacophony of noise all around.

The two men slowly approached him.

A young black woman with at least three earrings on her ears.

One is a bald man with a white bandage on his arm and an upper body.

"I've been waiting. Let's go. The black woman whispered. Her accent is very authentic local Italian.

The other two nodded.

The man took the lead, got up and walked into a shadow in the ruined square. The other two followed.

After half a ring, only the blonde man with sunglasses walked out again, he looked left and right, and quickly walked against the flow of people to the outside of the Roman Forum.

Inside an unknown church in an unknown area of Russia.

Countless dense candles burned, like countless dense golden eyes, densely covering the entire interior of the church.

The church was empty, with only five people standing in the middle. On either side are a large number of empty seats. These seats were covered in a thick layer of dust, and it was evident that no one had sat in them for a long, long time.

All five of them were dressed in black robes and hoods, and it was impossible to see whether the people inside were male or female.

The countless candles around lit up the entire church into near daylight.

"Follow the instructions of the Patriarch, and this time you will definitely take control."

"Yes, that's what we're gathering for." A black-robed voice said in a deep voice. These people are in Russia, but they speak standard German.

"So, let's get started. This is the beginning of our washing away of shame"

Vatican, a dazzling beam of light suddenly rushed into the sky.

Boom!!

The beam exploded directly, turning into fireworks and scattering countless white points of light, which slowly fell like raindrops, and quickly dimmed.

When countless people in the Vatican saw the fireworks, they temporarily stopped what they were doing, turned to face and whispered prayers. Everyone closed their eyes reverently.

On the square below the fireworks.

A tall man in golden armor and a white cloak with delicate patterns was quietly looking up at the sky.

"They're gone?" A voice came from behind him.

"Yes." The armored man nodded slightly. "Alyssa's Gate is also something important to us, even though we already have one. But no one knows exactly where this new gate is connected. It could be the wilderness, it could be an unknown area, or it could be the hinterland of the major powers."

"They took the only remaining artifact here, so you don't have to worry about losing it?" The voice continued.

"If you lose it, just get it back." The man in golden armor said lightly. Slowly lowering his head, he turned to leave the square, his white silk cloak slowly rising as he left.

In the empty and dark underground cavern of the golden base, five figures stood on each of the five tall stone pillars.

on one of the stone pillars.

Lin Fei stretched out his right hand, and a small door in his palm was constantly levitating and rotating.

"The Legacy of Alyssa's Gate in my hand can choose ten people to enter the battle together. But actually, according to the information collected. After entering, the power of the sigil will be divided into several parts and attached to the person who enters. Everyone has an equal share on them. So more people aren't necessarily a good thing. In the end, the battle for control is dominated by the faction with the most imprints. Therefore, the person who enters must be absolutely strong, otherwise it will be tantamount to increasing the odds of others in vain. ”

"We all know this, if it weren't for the fact that my own people couldn't seize the breath of my own camp, I would like to go in first and let my own people transfer the breath to our strongest person." The snake girl laughed.

"A victory for the camp is a victory for us, that's clear. If the breath of the mark is full, it should be one-tenth of a person's body. The total number of participants should theoretically be fifty. That's fifty servings. If there are less than 10 people, how should the breath be distributed? Griffin asked.

"It's also an equal division, but there will be more on each person." Lin Fei replied. Ever since the sigil and the energy nucleus in his body slowly fused, he also knew a lot about the information contained in it. In the whole imprint, in addition to some ancient atmosphere, there is more about the rules of the battle.

"In this way, if the number of people is smaller, the more imprint aura they carry, and it is obviously cost-effective to kill such a person." Luo Jia spoke up.

"That's true. This is somewhat disadvantageous to us, both the Holy See and the Heretics are far superior in strength. It is not difficult to find ten cardinal-level powerhouses who are willing to enter. The Night King said in a deep voice.

"So what? Do you think the average A-class Adept makes sense to us? The snake girl said disdainfully, "We dream eaters are inherently superior to the supernatural. This is the essential difference of life. ”

"Then it was decided that the five of us would enter together. The battle is only one day, and it doesn't delay other things. Griffin said lightly.

"Then so be it, anyway, the rest of the people will be sent to death if they go in." The Night King nodded in agreement.

Lin Fei also nodded slowly.

"I'm going to project directly to where you are, my subordinates have already arrived at your location, right?"

The other four all nodded slowly.

"So, let's get started." Lin Fei's eyes slowly glowed with a hint of golden fluorescence.

Laugh at!!

The five figures disappeared in an instant at the same time.

Alyssa's Gate - Marks the dark skies of the battlefield, oppressive and dreary. It was as if a huge gray cloth was hanging over it.

It is as if in a modern city that has been devastated by war, full of ruins, high-rise buildings are crooked, and some of them fall directly to the ground. The steel bars between the cement stabbed out abruptly, like tree branches in the woods.

The ground was littered with charred black stuff that mixed together and didn't know what it had condensed into. Occasionally, black smoke was constantly billowing from some corners.

A battered airliner lay on the ground between the buildings, some gray-black vines wrapped tightly around it. It was as if a large hand from the ground was holding on to it to prevent it from flying away.

The surface of the white airliner is full of scratches and grooves. Seems to have experienced a violent impact.

On the side of the airliner, on some broken rocks and cement slag. Five figures slowly emerged.

(To be continued)