In the office, Li Mu and the Great Elder sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere in the room was very solemn. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Great Elder sat upright in his chair, his two wrinkled palms massaging his temples to digest the information he had just read with his mental power.

"It seems that the Foreign Intelligence Service has not chosen to negotiate with us."

The CIA agent underestimated the Brotherhood of Freedom's grip on the base, and although he revised the memories of the patrolling soldiers, the soldiers were required to hand in a patrol report after each patrol, recording what happened during the patrol. When the captain checked the patrol report handed in by the soldiers, he realized that something was wrong. The reports of the patrolling soldiers were partially anomalous and unrealistic. During questioning, it was discovered that the soldier's memory was confused.

The captain who found that something was wrong immediately reported the situation to Li Mu.

The Great Elder relied on his spiritual power to find the modified memories of these soldiers.

"It seems that the Foreign Intelligence Service does not regard us as an equal negotiator, they think that our strength is still too weak."

Li Mu played with the pen in his hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This person who has modified the memory of the patrol team is not weak, and he should have the strength of the third energy level. But no matter how arrogant the Foreign Intelligence Service is, it will not send a few third-level professionals to try to overthrow the Freedom Brotherhood. There must be a second-level powerhouse lurking in the midst of Larkin Bed. If we can take him, then the Foreign Intelligence Service will have to sit down at the negotiating table with us. ”

The Brotherhood of Liberty is already small even compared to the Foreign Intelligence Service, let alone the American, which is not inferior in the confrontation between the East and the West. They need to bring Ameriken to the negotiating table as soon as possible, rather than trying to fight such a behemoth with their own domestic advantage.

The Great Elder nodded, now that they had the advantage in intelligence, the agents of the Foreign Intelligence Agency thought they were very hidden, but in fact they had been exposed in front of them. With mental arithmetic or unintentional, it is not difficult to kill or even capture alive a second-level powerhouse.

There was a sudden knock on the door to the room.

"Come in."

A prisoner of war was escorted in by soldiers.

"Great Elder, this captive has been clamoring to see you, saying that there is urgent information to report. We said that we would convey it on our behalf, but he refused to say it, saying that he had to say it to you. ”

After the soldier finished reporting the situation, he warned the prisoner of war with his eyes, told him to be honest, saluted the Great Elder and Li Mu, turned to leave, and locked the door.

"Don't be nervous, just sit down and talk."

Li Mu pulled a chair for the prisoner of war to sit down, poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

"What information do you want to report to us?"

The Grand Elder looked at the prisoner of war, an Ameriken man with long red hair and freckles on his face, who looked to be less than eighteen years old.

"Recently, I have been having a dream in which a man with a white glow all over his body said to me that in seven days, the angel of the Lord will come down and deliver me from the demonic cage."

He was afraid that the Great Elder and Li Mu would think that his dream was fooling them, so he hurriedly continued to speak in the stumbling Zhuxia language.

"I asked my companions in the other groups again, and found that most of the Amerikens had that dream, but almost none of the Zhuxia people had this dream, except for a few soldiers of the Yin Corpse Gang. We were all a little scared, so we wanted to report it to the Great Elders. ”

Li Mu hugged his arms.

"I believe there are quite a few people waiting for this so-called messenger to rescue them."

The prisoner's body stiffened.

"That's just a small minority, most of them are side branches of the nobility, and we conscripted commoners prefer to stay here. As long as you work hard here, you can fill your stomach, you won't be beaten, you can be free after working for a while, and you don't have to be cannon fodder for those nobles. ”

The western part of Ameriken is inhabited by the powerful Sioux people, who worship Lakota, the son of the evil god Mars. Coming and going like the wind above the steppes, often plundering the towns of Ameriken. They would also brutally cut off the noses and nakedness of captives as trophies and sacrifices. It's a nightmare for the civilians of Ameriken.

The nobles lived in the safe east, sending tax collectors to their lands to collect taxes from the commoners. The safety of the civilians in the territory is only a matter of organizing some civilians to form a militia and distributing some old and inferior weapons. They were more interested in the fertile colonies than in the barren West.

And these tax collectors, as long as they pay a certain amount of taxes to the nobles, can put all the excess collection into their own pockets. As a result, almost all of the tax collectors are expropriating and raising a group of bloody and brutal, well-armed thugs who will scrape the last copper plate in the pockets of civilians.

"You can go back, remember not to leak the conversation here, and we'll take care of the rest."

Li Mu said to the prisoner of war.

The prisoner of war drank the water in the cup, bowed to Li Mu and left the room.

"People all over the world live too hard, as long as we live a little easier here, people's hearts will turn towards us."

The Grand Elder stood by the window, watching as the prisoner of war was watched back to the construction site by the soldiers.

"Only the Ameriken and a handful of Grim Gang soldiers have fulfilled that dream, and they all presumably believe in Dumaguete. It seems that the strong man was able to borrow some of the power of the evil god. This kind of existence is the most troublesome, his vital points may be different from ordinary people, and he will have some strange abilities. ”

The sacrifice of the evil god is because the spiritual force wave is highly at the same frequency as the evil god, and the body often has some of the characteristics of the evil god, although it is far from the Holy Son, but the organs in the body will also be highly alienated, which is different from ordinary people.

In a sense, they have evolved into the family of evil gods, and they are very difficult to kill.

Li Mu's spirit was lifted, the evil god sacrifice was connected to the evil god spirit, and the state of the sacrifice could also reflect part of the state of the holy demon. Perhaps this priest can be used to test the current state of Dumaguete.

Dumaguedi was able to restrain his inner madness and confusion, and unlike Yama, he did not kill chickens and eggs and ask his followers to perform bloody sacrifices to gain power. As a result, the number of followers far outnumbered Yama, and in the beginning, he was the weakest of all the holy demons, but now he is not necessarily.

His tentacles have even infiltrated the ruling apparatus of Ameriken, and in the end of the world, he can be said to be a greater threat to humanity than any other holy demon. (To be continued.) )