On the second floor of the Dawn Activity Center building, in the spacious and tidy living room, the atmosphere is slightly dull and depressing.

Five Templars, more than twenty Fourth-Order powerhouses, and some veteran powerhouses sat around a long brown table, and there were about 40 people in total.

Wren lifted the ice wine on the table, took a sip, and after looking around, he found that everyone was not in a good mood.

Inexplicably fought, many people were still wearing colors, their clothes were torn or stained with blood, and they looked quite embarrassed, but they had little to gain.

Not to mention Chris, who was the best in the game, except for the old goat and Wren teamed up to kill the werewolf Brewster, only the singer Eddie and Viscount Hope successfully killed a demon-descended marquis.

In the same level, the Demon Spawn is difficult to kill, and the werewolf has rough skin and thick flesh, and its explosive power is amazing; The Bloods have wings and can fly quickly, and they are also proficient in the art of blood escape; The demon is a half-spirit and escapes at an incredible speed......

Therefore, most people returned empty-handed, which also made Wren impressed with Jenny's father, who was able to complete a single kill under unfavorable terrain conditions, and Viscount Hope's strength can be seen.

"Pall, what the hell are you hiding?" Cardinal Anthony stared at Parr on the throne and asked loudly.

The expression on Parr's cold and stiff face was still scarce, with an attitude of saying whatever you like.

Without saying a word, he looked at the urn-shaped glass lanterns on the ceiling, and after only saying a word to tell him to wait for a while, he kept this posture all the time.

This attitude of complete disregard made the cardinal half angry, the church had lost a fourth-order [Golden Rose Knight] this time!

'This damned heretic should all be purified!' ’

Anthony scolded in his heart, but after all, this is not the Saint Joan Empire, but a country that does not fear the goddess very much, and people don't bird him, and he has no way to deal with the other party.

"Tsk, it's really nice to see the gods eating deflated." The old goat smiled and muttered quietly.

He is not the only one who doesn't think it's a big deal, many people are sitting and watching the bigwigs tear up, and not saying anything represents a position in itself.

Wren slowly tasted the taste of the ice wine in the cup, looked at Cardinal Anthony who was glaring at Parr, and whispered to the old goat beside him:

"It's true that the Demon Descendants are everyone's common enemy, but to say that humans are monolithic is a complete joke.

There are as many people and forces as there will be as many interests and struggles, contradictions are inevitable, and where the ass sits determines what the head thinks. ”

The feud between Faroran and St. Joanne dates back to the time of William the Conqueror, during which various conflicts and frictions continued, and few of the Farorans present liked the Church of Light.

When a paladin dies in the church, there are more people who gloat than those who sympathize with the church, and the old goat almost whistles.

"Boy, don't look old-fashioned, can I still not understand? Which side you choose to stand on is far more important than right or wrong.

People who don't understand this can only say that they are still too young, and if Anthony burps today, someone will open champagne to celebrate. The old goat put his hand on Wren's shoulder and said in the tone of a passerby.

Wren was dumbfounded, this is really possible, he has been in contact with some official Farolan people, and he knows their style of acting, in short, he is very strong, especially those of the older generation.

Administrator Jones of Bushen City decisively led people to kill Gordon, who was about to hold a promotion ceremony; Inspector Omar, trying to put an end to the hidden demon in Orange Town.

Carlos, the "gun ghost" of the Firebird Bar, teamed up with him to intercept Frank and Curlo; and the "Dark Knight" Pal in front of him now, all of them have that kind of military-style iron-blooded style.

Da Da Da ~~

The silence in the living room was broken by the sound of hurried footsteps, and a Punisher from Game 7 pushed open the door and handed a piece of report paper to Parr.

After a quick glance, Parr finally spoke, "The enemy chose to kill Earl Wilton for some of the historical artifacts in his storage ring, and the Demon Descent intends to ......"

He told everyone present about the Demon Clan's attempt to find some ancient Force weapons, special objects, or related documents to study the weaknesses of the human supernatural profession and rune system.

At this moment, everyone's faces, including Wren, became a little ugly, and the deliberately targeted actions of the demon camp made everyone feel threatened.

The cardinal reached out to take the report from Parr's hand and learned that Duke Aaron was planning to steal the fragment of Singel's holy sword, possibly using it to study the initial rune of the Holy Force.

Anthony suddenly changed color and stood up with a pout: "I'm sorry everyone, I missed you, I took a step in advance." ”

Without continuing to accuse Parr, he hurried out of the hall, the paladin's death was nothing compared to something that might shake the foundations of the entire church.

Parr watched him go, technically he didn't target the cardinal today, ignoring the paladin's death because something was so much more important than that.

He said in a deep voice: "In the recent period, all museums or similar places in the kingdom will have to carry out certain rectifications.

Also, those items of your family or personal that are valuable to the study of the Demon Descendants must be stored well, and Earl Wilton will die because of it.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have to remind you that the situation of war in the Sixth Age is far more severe than you think, and no one is immune to this wave. ”

The expressions of the crowd were solemn, and some people were thoughtful, and some people had unrealistic illusions that the all-out war had not been fought in the Fifth Age, but now everything has been punctured.

"Guys, I'm sorry to have taken a step beforehand." Ranger Luo Qing got up, bowed slightly to everyone, and walked away.

As for the study of the various materials of the transcendental professions, the natural school is the most preserved, and some of the places where they are stored are now clearly unsafe.

Soon, the Templar-level Warrior of the Steam Alliance and Chris of the Demon Hunter Association also retired first.

Glancing at the gloomy faces of the people, Parr said in an indifferent tone: "There is still some confidential information that will be shared with you soon, and I hope that in a few years, you will still be alive to sit here." ”

Ordinary words, but it is difficult to hide the sense of depression and awe-inspiring murder that is about to come.

The meeting ended quickly, and many people left the venue with a heavy heart, digesting today's news in their minds.

Of course, not everyone is worried, and there are people who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, such as Wren and the old goat.

"Master Wren, I'm afraid the Demon Descendant is going to be serious this time, are you scared?

Anyway, my old man is a little scared, tsk, I'm thinking about whether to find a cave to hide. The old goat looked very scared and said with a very exaggerated expression.

Wren looked at his palm, and his tone was very calm: "Life and death are downplayed, and if you don't accept it, you will do it." Master Nicholas, have you heard the story of two mercenaries? ”

"I want to hear about it." The old goat replied with interest.

At night, the two walked side by side to the hotel where they were staying.

Wren clenched his fists and smiled: "The story is simple, because there is a reward for killing enemy soldiers, and two young men choose to become mercenaries.

After a fierce and chaotic battle, they accidentally break into the enemy's barracks and may be exposed at any moment.

A young man cried and said, "We're finished."

Another young man smiled and said, "We're rich." ”