"What is a ball of lightning?"

Elder's tone was unusually fluctuating.

Even he, after hearing the report from his attendants, felt a little incredible.

The 500 people are all professionally trained, and the quality of special forces is better than that of special forces, as well as the world's top equipment.

And just last night, these 500 people were wiped out by a "lightning", like chopping melons and vegetables.

The elders had a hard time accepting it.

It wasn't the loss of men that he couldn't accept, as he knew from Sloane that some of the Assassins had been turned against the Templars, and he knew that the outcome of the operation was doomed to failure.

But it's just going to be used to find out.

But now, the five hundred people, originally intended to use it to probe the bottom, but they didn't even dig out a little bottom, and they were solved by a cloud of "lightning"?

"What's that lightning?" The Elder looked ugly and asked Sloane, who had been brought here by his men, "From the Assassin Brotherhood?" ”

"Of course not, if I had, I wouldn't be here."

"Moreover, you are not unaware of the supernatural powers that the Assassin Brotherhood possesses, which cannot be explained by science."

Sloane looked at the Elder, "The Loom of Destiny, the Arc Shot, the Repair Fluid, and Carlos' unique stunt, Super Long-Range Sniping...... The rest, it's gone. ”

It seems that Sloane is quite self-aware of the extent to which the Assassins are attacking physics.

"And, really, about this lightning bolt...... You don't really have no guesses, do you? Sloan asked again.

“…… Heh," the elder looked at Sloane for a while, waved his hand, and motioned for his men to fetch a quaint bronze box and place it in front of the two of them, "The most likely thing I can think of......

As he spoke, the elder opened the box and took out two pieces of parchment.

"This is it."

The paintings on the parchment were a little faded and blurry, but they were faintly visible

On the parchment, a hooded Assassin wields a longsword and confronts a man in heavy armor with a ball-like object!

"It's ......," Sloane was momentarily stunned.

He also had some ancient books there, but he had never seen it.

"This is the Assassins, this is the Templars," the Elder said, reaching into the compartment under the chest and opening it, "and what they have in their hands—"

"One, I guess, is the source of that lightning, and the other is what I have in my hands."

"Apple of Eden."

A metal ball, slightly larger than the palm of his hand, was taken out by the elder and placed in his hand.

"But, I can't use it," the elder said, looking at the Apple of Eden in his hand, "I always thought it was just an antique, but now...... Perhaps, there are other uses for this thing? ”

"Who knows?" Sloane narrowed his eyes slightly, pretending to be indifferent, "Possibly. ”

"Hehe......" the elder smiled again, "Sloan Kenway, do you know that you can't say that?" ”

"I don't understand what you mean." Sloan was stunned for a moment and said calmly.

"Tell me how I'm going to use this thing." The elder turned the golden apple in his hand and did not lift his head.

"......," Sloan was silent for a moment, "I don't know exactly what you're talking about. ”

"I know what you're thinking, your power has collapsed, and I haven't suffered the damage yet, so you're going to let me suffer that too?" The elder asked the attendant to bring a tray.

On the tray, there is a pile of loose metal parts.

"I'm well aware of the threat posed by the Knights Templar, especially after that strange flash of lightning."

The elder picked up the two parts and began to assemble them.

"Five hundred, killed, I don't care, what I care about is the other party's lightheartedness, and the forces hidden behind the other party that are not exposed."

"I don't believe that they really only have the few people Hawkeye investigated to make up the Templar Order."

Again, several parts are put together.

"What's more, it's not that I don't know what the high table is in the hearts of those people now, as long as someone takes the lead, and I can't suppress it at the first time, if the other party is smarter, it's normal for our forces to switch to each other, just like New York City's [Hawkeye] and [Mole]......"

"I'm not unsure, but since the other party has the power described in the ancient legends, if I don't have it, isn't it a little bad?"

The final parts are assembled.

The elder picked up the assembled metal utensil, put it on his right hand, and when he stretched out his palm, Sloane realized that the elder's ring finger was mutilated.

Buckled, the sound of the machine spring flicked, and a sharp blade pierced out!

Hidden Blade!

"Times are different, but as a Master Assassin, you are entitled to die under the Hidden Blade, Sloane Kenway," the Elder stood up and walked over to Sloane, "I asked one last time. ”

"Do you know how to use the Apple of Eden?"

……

"Are you ready?" Zhou Yi asked.

"A little nervous......," Ari shrugged, "I'm the president of a multinational pharmaceutical company, but I've never experienced anything like speaking in front of a public in all fifty states of the United States, and I guess it's going to be the whole world in the next second." ”

"Your eloquence is very good," Zhou Yi said, "don't worry, just follow the real experience." ”

Ari: "......"

Regarding the real experience, can we not say it so reasonably!

A different set of rhetoric means something else entirely, okay?

But......

Ari thought about it, anyway, he seemed to have said it in that way several times before, so it was not unacceptable to continue to say it this time.

That is, compared to what only two or three people heard before...... This time, there are too many people who will hear it.

At this time, the two were in a live broadcast room, and some government personnel were debugging the machine.

Later, this news broadcast will occupy all TV stations in the United States!

……

Street near Continental New York.

"I heard that I ...... last night"

"Yes, I didn't expect the Continental Hotel to be separated from the high table......"

"Who knew that the high table would one day be planted with ......"

"It's cool......"

"Shhh

"What's the panic, now this is the territory of the Continental Hotel, and it's not a high table."

Pedestrians on the road hurried by, and the conversations between them were almost always like this.

On the ground they stepped on, it seemed that some dark red blood stains could still be seen.

It's just that they are not afraid, on the contrary, they are still a little excited to walk on such ground.

Because, this is the blood of the men of the high table!

The Continental Hotel in New York reversed, and the high table sent a clearance officer, but it failed!

And it was a fiasco!

People who are happy about this, except for some pure schadenfreude, the rest are some of the euphoria that have been released from pent-up emotions for a long time.

Resentment, anger, unwillingness...... In other words.