Oriyadh, located in the south of the Arctic Country, near the east coast of the beautiful city, the three major rivers of the Arctic country flow here, also known as the "Daughter of the Great River". The whole city can be seen with large and small tributaries, and when viewed from the air, it looks like the blood vessels of the city. There is a city's only waterway passenger transport in the country, and a "taxi boat" that is equivalent to a taxi. Its speed can't be compared to the car, but it is more prepared for tourists. Ride a flat boat, avoid the bustle and impatience of the city, and enjoy the beautiful scenery in the rippling water, so comfortable.

At the Oriyad airport outside the city, a new wave of guests arrived on a plane that had just landed, and they walked out of the hall with large bags and small bags. Among them was a middle-aged man, dressed in a neat white shirt, holding a taken off coat in his left hand and a suitcase in his right hand. He walked into the parking lot, and instead of looking for a taxi, he waited with a group of people for the bus. Ten minutes later, the bus arrived, and he was at the back of the line and got on the bus unhurriedly.

After about 40 minutes, the bus crossed a bridge and stopped at the perimeter of a ring road. This is the first stop of the bus after entering the city, and it is still far from the city center. The middle-aged man got out of the car and walked towards an office building. There were few pedestrians on the street, and he quickened his pace.

Passing by an alley, he turned and walked in. At the mouth of the alley sat a beggar in rags, and the middle-aged man stood up for a moment, took out a hundred karma bills from his coat pocket, and handed them to the beggar. The beggar was flattered and hurriedly stretched out his dirty hands and held the banknotes. The middle-aged man smiled at him and continued on his way.

After a while, he stood in front of a law firm, pushed the door in, and walked to the service desk. A girl who was playing with her mobile phone sat in the back, and when she saw him, she immediately put down her phone and stood up.

"Everyone is waiting for you in room 202 on the second floor, sir."

"Good."

The middle-aged man handed the girl the clothes and the suitcase on the table at the front desk, and went up to the second floor. In room 202, there are three people, two men and one woman. Twenty minutes ago, they had gathered here, and now, the person they were waiting for appeared.

"I'm not late, am I? This house is a little stuffy. ”

The middle-aged man who entered the house closed the door, and the air conditioner was blowing in the house, but he had just basked in the sun. Sitting on the couch, the young woman stood up with the remote control of the air conditioner in her hand.

"Need to get colder, Mr. Ferson?"

"No need."

The middle-aged man replied as he sat on the sofa where the woman had just sat and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt.

"I'll take my time and report the progress. White cat, you come first. ”

*****

The 50-year-old Banderu Ferson Selotta has only really reached the peak of his career in recent years, at least according to himself. In the past, he was just an inconspicuous staff officer of the World Government Army, obscure and tolerant at every turn, but after being poached into the executioners, everything changed.

People found that his obscurity was an appearance, but in fact, he was quietly changing the situation in a place where he couldn't see it. His forbearance everywhere is also acting, because he understands what the result is, and any unrelated factor can be discarded in the middle, even if it is self-esteem.

Each of the executors has a code name, a general agent and a soldier, using a combination of letters and numbers. And those senior members have code names that match some of their own characteristics. The code name of the Serofta was "The Turtle", which was given to him by the previous leader of the executioner. He was also happy with the codename.

"They haven't made any new moves yet."

After getting the name of Selotta, the white cat standing next to him said helplessly. Thralofta looked at her.

"The Arctic Nation can't be so slow to react, right? Or is there something we haven't taken care of? ”

"That can't be, Mr. Ferson. They have at least three intelligence systems under our surveillance, and another system has been infiltrated by us, and if there is a big move, it is impossible not to leak information. ”

"Are you sure?"

Under Thralofta's questioning, the white cat looked a little embarrassed. She is the youngest in the house, just 20 years old, and she is particularly sensitive to every question from her superiors. Even if she did it well, she was a little bit of a loss of confidence when asked like this.

She fiddled with each other's hands, her gaze away from Thralofta, landing on her slender fingers and pale pink nails.

"I, I think so."

Looking at her nervous appearance, Selovta smiled slightly, he didn't mean to blame his subordinates, he was just used to asking like that.

"Don't worry so much, as long as you and your people follow the process and stay vigilant, there's no problem."

"Thank you, Mr. Ferson!"

"Then next, demon."

Serofta looked at the man by the window, who was not much bigger than the white cat, the demon, who was sitting in a chair and was lazily lying on the back of the chair, grinning at the white cat, still amused by her reaction.

"It's normal on my side, it's all the same as planned. It is estimated that in three days, the goods will arrive. ”

"Didn't you encounter any obstacles along the way?"

"Not at all, I'm careful after all."

"Wonderful, wonderful." Throvta said his mantra and nodded slightly.

"But is it necessary? Wouldn't it be faster for me to go straight to it? ”

"No, that's not going to work," said Serovta, waving her hand, "I've arranged this way to draw out all those who might stand in our way, and then decide on a countermeasure." ”

"Listen to what you mean, besides the Black Force and the Savior, there will be other people involved?"

"Don't you know? Dimmit has been in the Arctic Kingdom for half a month, and he is the most dangerous opponent. ”

Hearing this, the evil ghost did not worry at all, but smiled hippie and looked very expectant.

"I really want to know how dangerous he is."

"Don't worry, maybe we'll meet soon." Throvta said he last looked at the tall man standing behind the white cat, who had remained motionless in a straddle position since Thralofta entered the house.

"Fang, how's your side?"

"No anomalies, as planned."

After Fangfang said this, there was no follow-up, and the room was quiet for a while, only the air conditioner was still blowing the wind. Knowing that this was Fang's habit of speaking, Serofta coughed and summarized the reports of the three men.

"Everyone, now I can raise my head at the headquarters. Last time in Vidi, we lost Headley as a helper, and the headquarters has always complained about me and our whole group. So I hope that everyone will work hard this time to restore the trust of the headquarters. Let's all go to work. ”

The three of them agreed to Serofta's words, and Thralofta stood up satisfied, and gave a few final instructions.

"From now on, you will each go back to your respective bases, and I will go back to the laboratory to command the overall situation, and after you have completed the task in hand, you will come to the laboratory. White Cat, this office can be withdrawn. ”

"Understood, Mr. Ferson."

"Also, next time, don't find someone to be a beggar in such a non-prosperous place, it's a bit fake. It's a good idea to arrange a sentry, but also be aware of your surroundings. ”

"Yes, yes, Mr. Ferson."

*****

On this trip to Xaviertown, Dimmit gained two things. The first is the Soul Finder, although without the fragments of Istis, it is not certain if the Soul Finder will work properly. But looking at Dio's confident expression, you can't be wrong. Collecting and researching is his hobby, and a person will not lie about his interests.

Second, there is the news about Martoun's box. Before leaving, Dior gave Dimiter two things for free in the name of "as a reward for finding the spirit finder". One is a dozen books, packed in cardboard boxes, and the other is intelligence. These two things made Dimiit return to Akiyama City as quickly as possible, and went straight to the city hall, Rolov's office. The two met and chatted for a few words, and they knew that the other party and themselves had the same goal.

"You say you need a helper? And it's tonight? ”

After listening to Dimmit's words, Rolov asked uncertainly, he didn't believe that there was anything that Dimmit couldn't do on his own.

"Yesterday I freed part of the curse, which will more or less break the seal, and it will take some time to repair. Until then, if I don't control the energy output, I risk the seal being completely invalidated. ”

"To put it bluntly, it means that you need to rest and can't do your best?"

"That's what it means."

Rolov couldn't help laughing: "Is that kid worthy of your seriousness?" ”

"It's worth it, it's worth it, he's so funny, I haven't enjoyed it in a long time." Dimmit also replied with a smile.

"Then I hope you can do it lightly."

"For me, not killing people is already releasing water."

After a few gossip, the two looked at each other and smiled. After laughing, Rolov said: "Leo is recuperating in the hospital, and I am afraid that this time I will not be able to help." I think you can only ask Akya to accompany you on a trip. ”

"He's got a leg injury too, right?"

"Akya said it doesn't matter, then it doesn't matter. And it doesn't sound that difficult. ”

Thinking of who Akya once was, Dimiit acquiesced to Rolov's suggestion.

"Whatever you want, then another thing......"

With that, there was a knock on the door outside the office, and Rolov called him in. As soon as the door opened, Andora entered, who had arrived alone after receiving a call from Rolov.

"Lord Rolov. Ah, Dimmit, you're there too. ”

"We're talking about you, Andora," Rolov said, "and we have important tasks for you." ”

Andora was a little confused, looking for the matter of Martoun's box, what hand could she intervene?

"I'd like to ask you to translate something and find out what I want."

Dimmit explained, opening the cardboard box that Dior had given him. Andora saw that there were more than a dozen books neatly piled inside, and from the paper on the cover, it was clear that they were not something that could be bought in the market, some years old, but they were still clean, almost undamaged, and must have been well kept.

"What kind of book is this?"

"My tipster lent me the collection, and he said it was something useful to us."

"What's that?"

"The way to open Martoun's box."

"How to open that box?"

"You've heard from Mr. Mayor, right? The Maltoun's Box is a powerful power source capable of powering large fortresses, with extraordinary power. Such a dangerous thing, you think it's OK to just find a box and stuff it in? The box is locked, and it's a special kind of lock. ”

"Specifically, what kind of special law?"

"That's going to ask them." Dimmit pointed to the books again, "Soon after the end of the War of the Century, scientists went around collecting notes and books related to the box, and put them together as they were, so it was very troublesome. ”

Dimmit picked up a copy and opened it and handed it to Andora. Andora frowned at the sight, the words and grammar on it were not exactly the same as any language he had ever learned, obviously, it was a code language.

"Where did you get this?"

"Don't ask. All you need to know is that these books are unique and precious materials that you won't find a second one on the market. Whether you can open the box or not is up to you. If you can't open it, even if you find it, it's pointless. ”

Dimmit's tone was serious, and Andora knew what the box meant to him, and the pressure on her heart increased dramatically.

"So, why are you looking for me? If you can get a book like this, your intelligence agent must be powerful. Even if he can't understand it himself, it's okay to introduce one or two historians, right? ”

"Yes, no problem, but I can't trust those people. These materials determine whether we can open the box before other organizations, and it is important to find someone who can be trusted. Based on your performance yesterday and Leo's face, I think you can do it and you can trust it. ”

Andora didn't understand why Leo's name was here, and he looked at Rolov, hoping that Rolof would say something. Korolov just nodded his head in acceptance. Seeing that she couldn't push it off, Andora had no choice but to agree.

"Alright then, I'll do my best."

"It's not the best effort, it's the fastest time." Dimmit corrected.

"As soon as possible, as soon as possible."

"This matter must be kept secret from outsiders, Andora," Rolov added, "and you may ask the school for leave if necessary." In addition, I will find a team of police officers to protect you, so don't worry. ”

Andora felt more and more that this work was significant. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and for a moment his eyes were empty and his face was full of stupidity. Dimmit dangled the book in front of his eyes and tapped his head again before he came to his senses.

"Sorry, I got distracted."

"Be sober, if you get a word wrong, it could be a disaster."

"Don't stress me anymore."

"I'm just telling you to take it seriously. Alright, I'm going to talk to Akya about the evening, so let's go first. ”

Without even saying hello, Dimmit finished talking to himself and walked out of the office. Andora glanced at his back and muttered with a wry smile.

"Don't say help me move it, it's so heavy."

"I'll call someone to help you move." Rolov closed the cardboard box and said to Andora, "Where are you going to move?" ”

"Since it's such an important thing, let's go to my 'research institute'."

"I guess that's it, let Christie send you."

"Thank you."

"Are you alright?"

Rolov suddenly changed his words, catching Andora off guard.

"What's the matter?"

"Did you remember Trickoff?"

A sentence that hit Andora's heart, and he put away his smile.

At first, Andora didn't quite understand why her teacher wanted to participate in EXP research. After listening to Dimmit's words, he realized that he was doing the same thing as his teacher, perhaps, following in his footsteps.

"I'm a little ...... right now I understood the feeling of the teacher at that time. ”

"Trikoff's death is also related to me. It is my responsibility not to notice his changes in time and protect him. So don't worry, I'm not going to let Trickoff's story happen again. ”

Rolov's assurances reassured Andora a lot. Actually, without this sentence, he was also prepared.

"Thanks, Lord Rolov, I have to go to work."

*****

More than 300 kilometers west of Akiyama City, Kuvatoan is a small and medium-sized city, remote and not very developed, and various domestic high-speed railways and suspension railway lines pass by, and the airport has no connection with it. However, the benefit of this is that there are fewer people and cars in the city, and there is no hustle and bustle of the metropolis, which makes it also attractive to some people to travel or settle here.

Dimmit and Akeya's goal is here.

When they drove into town, it was almost 8 p.m. After entering the city, they drove along the main road for a while, turned a few corners, and arrived at the destination of their trip, a three-star hotel. Dimiit parked his car in front of the park gate opposite the hotel, right in front of the main entrance of the hotel.

According to Dior, around half past eight, two groups of people will come here to trade something and discuss something. Their identities are not clear, and Dimmit is not interested, anyway, they are small intelligence agents or small underworld organizations that can't be on the table in this city.

What interests Dimmitt is their trading goods. Dior said it could be something to do with Martoun, but it wasn't clear what it was. This informant belonged to one of the groups, and may have been dissatisfied, so he contacted the Rose Agency.

This means that other people can also know about the day through the Rose Mechanism, so it must be done as soon as possible before there is an accident.

Dimiit stared at the main entrance of the hotel, a place that was relatively remote, and would not pass a person or a car for a long time. He can come and go as a guest, and then find a place in the hall to squat, and when someone comes, he will follow and grab something. However, the other party will definitely leave people in the corridors and corridors, so they can only kill them. And his attack is wide open, and he uses it in a narrow place, which may ruin what he wants to rob.

"Is there any way to do it?"

After voicing his concerns, Dimiit asked Akeya for advice. Akya had been looking at the roof of the hotel, and when Dimiit asked him, he pointed to a window on the fourth floor.

"That's the room for trading, right?"

"Hmm."

"Can you use your superpowers to take me to the roof?"

"Can it be, and then what?"

"I borrowed something from the mayor for rappelling, and I can enter through the window. The hotel room is not big, there won't be many people in the room, as long as they show something, I can grab it. ”

"And then use the rappelling rope to escape?"

"yes, if they chase them out of the window, you won't be watching the show on the sidelines, will you?"

"Oh, of course not. That's it. ”

"Understood. There is no communicator, wait for everyone to be ready, and notify with your mobile phone. ”

"Got it."

The two then got out of the car. Akeya was armed, with a bundle of rope around her arm and a draping belt around her waist. Dimiit summoned his strength and swept the wind at and around Akeya, who gradually floated into the air. As soon as Dimmit shook his hand, Akya flew off the roof of the hotel, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to crash. Dimmit quickly retracted his strength and landed Akeya smoothly.

Arkya, who had landed, prepared in an orderly manner. The edge of the roof is raised, just enough to be hooked. Akya found his position, set up a rappelling point, and waited for news from Dimith.

About half an hour later, Dimmit contacted him.

"The second group went in, and the first group went about 5 minutes forward."

"Did they check the room?"

"Yes, there is a bald head who sticks his head out of the window and looks at it for a long time, it should be fine, let's do it."

"Understood."

Akeya quickly tied the rope to her belt, tumbled down from the roof, grabbed the rope and lowered, and in a few moments it was down to the top of the window of the room on the fourth floor.

He could hear the conversation inside, and as he was talking about paying for the inspection, he must have already revealed something. Without hesitation, Akeya untied the rope from his belt, kicked the wall with both feet, swung his body, aimed at the window, and kicked out.

There was a "bang", and Akeya crashed into the house, six or seven people in front of him, dumbfounded, two boxes on the coffee table, one open, with money inside, and the other unopened. The crowd was about to draw their guns, but Akeya struck first, and the bullets fired from the pistols one by one, and these people fell one after another.

Outside, Dimmit, who saw Akya break into the house, stretched and yawned. If he succeeded, he thought, even if the people in the corridor wanted to come into the house to help, it would only be a gourd baby to save his grandfather, and Akya could easily handle it, and he could escape without even covering himself.

As he was thinking so, he was caught off guard when a chill hit his mind. It's an EXP reaction, and it's fast. Dimmit looked up as soon as he noticed it, and saw a figure rushing out of the shadow in the distance, heading straight for the outer wall of the hotel. Dimmit's heart was cold when he looked at the man's running route—he was clearly heading for the room on the fourth floor.

There was another "bang", and Akeya, who had just killed the reinforcements in the corridor, suddenly heard a voice behind him, and this time it was his turn to be dumbfounded. The visitor was dressed in black and trousers, with the handle of a sharp weapon exposed at the back of his waist, and a mask that was half black on the left and half white on the right. When they saw each other, they were stunned for a moment, and at the same time they looked at the unopened box.

"Don't you think about it!"

Akeya's pistol struck first, and the black-clothed man dodged as soon as he was crooked, drew the dagger from his waist with his hand, and approached Akya with his feet. Akya also dodged the opponent's dagger sideways, jumped on the coffee table with a leap, grabbed the box bone, and came to the window. He turned around and tried to suppress the man in black with a bullet and fled, but the other party saw through his intentions and had already chased after him. The dagger was swung before the gun could be fired, and Akeya had to give up shooting and use the gun to block the dagger.

Unable to shake off the enemy, Akya wanted to throw the box out, but the idea was seen through again. The man in black grabbed the handle of the box with his other hand, and Akeya couldn't break free, and was dragged by the man in black and fell forward. His hand holding the gun was struck by the knee of the man in black, and the gun came out of his hand. The chest was pushed up by the shoulders of the man in black again, and as soon as the other party exerted his strength, he threw himself on the coffee table, and the coffee table was instantly smashed into a flower.

Akeya suffered two leg injuries, and his hand was also weak. Seeing that the man in black took the box and ran to the window, Akeya pulled out his dagger and threw it over. The dagger stabbed the man in black in the back, but it was bounced away with a "dang" sound, as if it had hit an iron plate. The man in black took the opportunity to jump out of the window, grabbed the rope left by Akeya and slid down, landing smoothly.

As soon as he landed on the ground, a glowing ball came without notice, and the man in black rolled and dodged over. The exploding ball of light stirs up debris and hits the mask. He touched it, looked up, and Dimmit was standing in front of him.

With the hair, the blindfold, and the ball of light, the man in black understood the identity of the opponent in front of him and took a step back.

"You took my things, do you still want to go?"

Dimmit said, a hand released a strong light, aimed at the man in black, and several rays of light shot out one after another. The man in black continued to dodge sideways, and when Dimmit's attack passed, he suddenly turned around and separated seven or eight illusions from his body, all of them holding daggers and carrying boxes, and surrounded him.

Looking at these visions, Dimmit couldn't help but sneer. The opponent is the Gallebou, and they are not very clever. If the Gallebo people want to be directly with themselves, they will exert great efforts on the illusions, releasing as much energy as possible, so that the EXP strength of each illusion and the body is almost the same, so as to interfere with their own judgment. But now, with the power of the omen, Dimmit recognizes his true identity at a glance.

"Don't even hide it, underestimate me?"

An army of illusions is coming head-on. Dimmit didn't dodge or dodge, and with a wave of his right hand, the biting cold qi gathered in his hand and turned into an ice blade. Ignoring the illusions, he rushed straight towards the man in black. Illusions flew past him one after another, and he didn't look back, staring at his body, raising his ice blade, and stabbing straight out.

The man in black raised the dagger horizontally to block, and the moment the ice blade touched the dagger, Dimmit increased his energy, and the cold qi emitted by the ice blade quickly materialized, making the ice blade puff up in a circle, and the front end of the dagger was firmly frozen, and the man in black had to let go and take a few steps back.

"You're finished!"

With a declaration of victory, Dimmit rushed forward again to deliver the final blow to his opponent. Suddenly, he felt like he was being held from behind and couldn't move. Taken aback, Dimmit turned around and was surprised to find that it was a purple-black shadow in the shape of a human who was hugging him, and this shadow came out of his own shadow.

Dimmit struggled for a moment, but did not break away, and the man in black had already run away in a puff of smoke. When he entered the shadows, his whole body flashed with purple-black light, and then disappeared without a trace. Dimmit ran energy all over his body, and with a loud shout, the EXP of light burst out in all directions, and the shadow disappeared with it. And the EXP reaction of the man in black has long since disappeared.

Looking in the direction of the man in black's escape, Dimmit was annoyed.

"That guy, I really didn't expect ......"

Sirens sounded from far and near, moving closer to this side, and the hotel was in chaos, and a group of guests ran out in a panic, and Dimiit saw that Akya was also mixed in.

The two looked at each other, and Dimiit glanced in the direction of the car, telling Akya to go back to the car first. He found the rope that Akya had used, held it in his hand, and set it on fire, and the fire burned down the rope to the roof of the house. After doing this, he ran back into the car, started the car without saying a word, and accelerated away. After driving on the highway, Dimmit stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the car ran wildly.

Akya pressed her right leg, the wound was numb, and the pain was not as severe as it was just now. He looked at Dimmit again, slowly frowning.

"You missed?"

"I'm ashamed."

"I thought you could do it easily."

"That's what I thought, but this time the opponent was unexpected."

"What do you mean?"

Dimmit sighed, let go of his foot on the accelerator, and lowered one hand from the steering wheel and pressed his forehead. Akya had never seen him so depressed.

"He's a perfectly half-blooded superman."