In the wind, in the middle of the night, hundreds of kilometers away, there is also an army forged of black steel.

They were chasing a flame.

A fire in the wind.

The fire, scattered, ethereal, like the sun above the dome, or like the karmic flames of purgatory under the thick earth, it is solid, it is also real, and it, if it were in the classical age, the generations of sages and sages, even Hercules would never dare to face it with his bare hands.

Its name has always been monotonous.

"Watch your 11 o'clock direction!" The night is like heavy ink, and the stars fall like it, even if it is stirred hard, it is only a few ripples, and in an instant, dozens of brilliant flowers of the black earth bloom in the wilderness at the same time, but how can the center of the underworld overshadow the brilliant flower on the other side of the gloss?

"Flanks! Flank! She's on the flanks! "The wind passes, the fire stops, if there is a magic eagle overlooking above, it is undoubtedly able to see the barren land that it has always regarded as a playground running one after another weak and slender creatures, between the flapping wings, the magic eagle disdainful, it is not an Alpine golden eagle, it is born, it is above all living beings, dare to go hand in hand, but it is also these weak prey, a giant bird of steel.

"I shot her! I shot! Suddenly exploded a few shouts that seemed to burst out from the soul, midsummer is coming, the magic eagle has returned to hibernation, soaring in the sky, but it is some funny and absurd winged falcons, thinking that as soon as the wingspan is opened, it can proudly trace the bloodline back to the Fengshen pterosaur? It's ridiculous, the king takes a nap, and the courtier takes a picture of the crown.

"Impossible! She's on her feet! She's coming! Shoot, shoot, shoot! "People only remember the Spitfire, the group of young Cambridge Oxford graduates in the British air battle, riding the imperial eagle against the tide of gray and black iron crosses, never before so few people have made such a great contribution in such a big game, the leader raised his arms, no Iron Curtain and no Iron Curtain. But people only remember the breathfire, only Prenderlist, but never storms, typhoons, hurricanes. Fire is what human beings love the most.

The wind is boundless, but the fire is boundary.

"What about people! What about people! I can't see her anymore! ”

"Pull close! Don't leave gaps! Stand! Stand! ”

The wind sweeps through the wilderness, the shadows of the day sweep by, people will think that the demon eagle is diving, what about midnight? Is it another Leviathan from a distant planet that is blocking the sun? The wind extinguishes the fire, but even a three-year-old child understands that the wind is the servant of fire.

The fire burns.

"Did anyone see her?"

"Report!"

"Damn it! Report! ”

"Hattings? Report? Who saw him? ”

Silent.

"Ah~" a lost roar, then a few gun flames, the sound of "click" deceived by the wind, the miserable howl stopped abruptly, in the night vision device, this dark green wilderness was obscure and thrilling, the palm became more and more wet hot sweat and cold sweat came out together, seeping out of the fingerless gloves, dyed on the trigger, gripped, and after the sights, they finally found that their hands were trembling.

"She's only one person! We also have a squad! How many bullets can she take! Someone roared loudly, but this seemingly encouraging sentence was even more faintly inward. All reloads! Armor-piercing bullets! ”

The soldier leaning on the inner ring forcibly suppressed his fear, and his hand touched the drum of the exoskeleton bracket on the side of the leg, and the rifle rotated once, and the heavy barrel was jammed, and the heavy bullet as thick as a finger brought a small sense of comfort. We can do it, we can win, the soldiers secretly encouraged.

"Maybe she escaped?" The wilderness suddenly fell silent, and the choking smell of gunpowder showed that this dead land could not tolerate a single person or thing to watch, and bullet casings were covered with bullet shells.

"There! She didn't move! ”

"She's hurt!" The soldiers walked quietly behind the small hill with tactical catwalks, and the flickering fire was visible in the powerful cold-blooded life detector.

"Throw the killer!" They often wrestle with mutant creatures, and they know that it is always the most stupid to take human lives to fill in, and equipment is always the most stupid, and when the grenade explodes, a few pale yellow smoke rises, and the pungent smell of oil is filtered by the soldiers' face armor, and Rao is so, and he also breathes a breath, which will be more terrifying to Hydra than Hercules' boulder.

"Anything but

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I can catch it alive! "The blazing fire gradually dimmed, and the people passed by. There seem to be fireflies dancing all over the sky, gorgeous and blooming countless flames.

Gradually like a prairie fire.

"Steady...... Steady. The soldier's lips were hot and bitter with his lips, his steel boots against the loose earth, and at last he saw the fire.

"She ......" The vanguard suddenly raised his head, and what he saw in front of him was really a cloud of embers!

"She's in the back! Yes! ”

"Help! Uh...... "It was like a she-wolf tearing off the neck of a chicken cub with one paw, and for the first time, everyone who turned back saw the fire clearly, the blazing flame on the other side, brilliant red, scorching red.

The red that seeped into my heart.

Screaming repeatedly, and the soldiers hiding behind the mound finally cowered next to the embers, as if a rose had also been born there.

The same bright red was forever burned in his pupils.

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At this moment, Hydra headquarters.

The statue of the Son and the Holy Spirit is enshrined in the Hydra Auditorium, a domed Gothic chapel that houses Hydra's rise from an unknown small organization to a trembling behemoth throughout the eastern part of the Old Union, the Star of the North, for which the Northern Industrial Regions of the New Jersey Empire and Washington Liberty League must willingly join forces.

But what is it in Hydra's heart?

"How dare you! How dare you be so arrogant and rude! The candles in the auditorium were faint, the darkness was thick and deep, and bursts of angry and high-pitched shouts and curses were piling up.

"We must not start a war lightly! If only the Pureblood bunch of madmen wanted war! Then let them go to war! We are the purest blood of Hydra, and we deserve to respond to the situation with reason! The old hoarse voice came from a cloaked man with drooping hair and a face drowning in gray, and as he raised his arms, many of them immediately seconded it.

"Then sit back and watch Adolfina wantonly provoke the Black Wall ruling family? Let the sacred covenant made between His Majesty King Gao and Speaker Franz become a ball of waste paper and thrown into the dustbin of history? The rebuttal was suddenly purple-eyebrowed, it was actually Menendez the Marginal, who played a great role in the Winter War's raid on the Imperial Marcy Hill base, it was he who successfully stole the ACS module, and made Steel City suddenly gain the upper hand, and the name of Jose Menéndez overshadowed Adolfina Morfin for a while, which was one of the things he relied on to dare to be the first.

"Remember! The reason why Weili became Weili is precisely because of the promise! Anyone who violates the covenant will be met with the most violent counterattack! Menendez retorted, and the Hydra clapped the long tabletop.

“Aye!” (Seconded)

“sound wisely!” (Wise!) ）

The candles in the auditorium were lit suddenly, and the lights and candles were lit under the glow, and then looked at the auditorium, but there were less than half of the seats, and there was no one of the nine high chairs, which symbolized that the emperor was away from the throne and his authority was lowered.

The Union still held the right seat in the auditorium, but the Big Three, Duforun the Puppeteer, Dietrich the Raider, and Menendez the Marginal, were only the Marginal Ones, and the Hungry Ones who had just filled the seats were nowhere to be seen.

"Even if this is the case, it is up to His Highness to decide the matter! Is the pure-blooded Hydra an outsider? Could it be that they are part of the Empire's filthy Divine Heart? Menendez! What are your intentions? On the other side of the heated debate, it was not one of the nine heads, but the leader of the royalist faction who had always been firm and neutral and supported the authority of His Royal Highness, second only to the "gray sage" Span, who had been promoted to the four powers.

Span stood up on crutches slowly, his fingers covered with age spots, and the disgusting smell of old man's decay made no one around him approach, but Span's early followers of His Majesty Castrodon were better than a few of the nine who were either dead or alive, and if he hadn't felt that he was too weak to do anything, the position of researcher would be different.

"I haven't seen Your Highness for five days! On the contrary, several of you jointly signed the Edict of Return, so should you explain it? Span's halberd rebuked angrily, and in an instant, his beard was all open, like an old lion roaring in the twilight.

As soon as these words came out, the Hydra who had cheered for Menendez in the left seat looked at the Union camp in unison, their eyes full of doubt, sharpness, vigilance, and even gloom. His Majesty's first trip was in this church where he publicly conferred the title of regent Melissa

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His Royal Highness Rathm oversees the authority of Hydra, and when the king is not on the throne, His Highness oversees it, and for decades, this has been the law of Hydra. How could such an important war adjudication meeting not be judged by the regent?

Even the other nine are also few here, the whereabouts of the shapeshifter Adolfina Morfin are unknown, it is rumored that he brazenly attacked and killed a number of private armies of the Solomon family, and even the city defense army and Heinrich mercenaries who attacked together also suffered heavy casualties, and the latter is forgotten, the former is a black-walled clan with a veto vote in the Thirteen Councils, although Hydra is not afraid, but it is not easy to provoke. Steinhoff had already left for the Western Desert, and the researcher, caretaker, puppeteer, and others were the only caretaker, Vivian von Heringtle, standing on the side of the church to observe silently. However, two nine heads, how many resolutions made by this meeting itself will not take effect under the condition of less than five nine heads!

Not to mention that the king is not on the throne!

"Your Highness has a lot of affairs, and he shoulders the great responsibility of my generation, so how can I have a reason to wait for a secret visit?" Menendez said lightly.

The marginal's eyes suddenly turned purple, and he stared at Span, and said in a cold voice: "It's you!" Rotten wood! Over the years, it was you who avoided the war again and again! Ten years ago! The Empire went to war against the Freedom League, and Hydra did not fight, making it difficult to contain the power of the Empire today! Seven years ago, the Ugin War in the Montenegro Free Zone was fought again, and as a result, the Rust Demon Gang was about to sit big! Five years ago, the Harrisburg Crusaders suppressed the Blood Demon Knights, and you still didn't fight! ”

"Even if you win the blood tax war now, you still don't fight!"

Menendez's voice was like a bell, and the sound shook Span's long beard, and the sneering and contemptuous eyes of others almost drowned him out, and the wrinkling lips just wanted to refute, but the marginals did not stop.

"The pond is rotten beetles, the birds speak of the eagle's ambitions, and they are tied up in this place, old and not dead, just dead!" Menendez was armed with a gun and a stick, and his words were extremely vicious and vicious.

"If Your Highness were here today and listened to Ru Xinxin's barking, how could you not feel remorse?" At first hearing this, Span's face turned a little blood-red, and he forcibly suppressed his anger, and suddenly roared, this power should really be the twilight of a male lion, and his claws are still not dull.

"The erector has no plan! What Hydra has done today depends on the prudence and meticulousness of His Royal Highness, how can you be able to do your best with your elite roommates with a sharp word? ”

"If Your Highness is here, he will definitely veto! The party is fighting against differences to this point! If you want to sanction the shapeshifters, sanction the purple bloods, and go to war against the pure-blooded Hydra colleagues, you must first step over the corpse of the old man! Spann said generously, his crutches on the ground, staring at Menendez for a minute, his thin fingers bent, and his beard strangely upward, no one can forget, Spann is still the "gray sage".

"Poof~" But a trace of dizziness, purple instantly occupied Span's pupils. "Ho ho~" The gray sage watched incredulously as a dagger was inserted into his heart, and who else could pierce it?

Menendez clenched his fist suddenly, and with a loud roar, the door of the church was pushed open, and a group of red-armored warriors with scarlet tassels flying stepped in, instantly surrounding the left side of the long table, and it was the Scarlet Guards who had disappeared for a long time.

"Phew!" Menendez stretched out his hand to overthrow the gray sage who was still standing upright, stepped on it, and even took a sip, and his leather boots stepped on the head of the old man who had sacrificed everything for Hydra, and his voice returned to flattening, and asked: "Before leaving, Your Highness has allowed me to act as a judge and concurrently serve as the captain of the Scarlet Guard, and I declare that from now on, within three days, all pure-blood tendencies on the list must personally prove to me that their faith is no different, otherwise, they will be expelled and hanged." ”

Menendez pulled out a long piece of paper from his pocket, which seemed to have been written well before the meeting, and read it aloud.

"Former Shapeshifter: Adolfina Morfin, Former Crimson Guard: Seth Zero, Purple Blood Rebel: Simon Hayes, ......"

A long string, including a quarter of the members of Hydra, Menendez handed down the list, hugged his arms, and looked at Vivien, the caretaker who had never said a word, and bowed slightly, but instead of calling the position of the nine heads according to the custom, he called him by his last name: "Miss Helen Tokeley, do you have any questions?" ”

Vivien was still lazy and couldn't keep her spirits, even though she was surrounded by scarlet guards with guns and swords, she stroked the quietly blackened panther short ear and said calmly, "No." ”

"Very good." Menendez picked up the dagger, the blade of the knife in his hand, the handle of the knife was handed over, and he still bowed slightly: "This is the evidence of my guilt, please put it away, and when Your Majesty returns, it will be my fair verdict." ”

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