After another three days, the arrest operation was nearing its end. The siege network was repeatedly reduced, and the situation continued to develop according to Chi Huan's prediction. Ragnarok's armed firearms and high-magic personnel have been secretly transferred by the Floats, and they have found almost nothing along the encirclement site. Chi Huan had expected this. After taking over the strongholds, these strongholds, which Ragnarok had worked so hard to run, quickly became the pockets of the Shadows and the local departments, and they were not wasted at all.

The city of Qishui is not very famous among the eight islands, and all its landmarks are just a few newly built commercial buildings. But there is a very high mountain outside the city, the mountain is covered with clouds and mist all the year round, inhabited by many wild migratory birds, and when it does not rain, it is a warbler and magpie, making it a holy place for fantasy film and television works. Over the years, the mountain has been divided into several areas, each of which is covered with different plants for filming different scenes.

Chi Huan used the identity of the dark department to charter a pavilion with the highest and best view on the mountain. The eight-storey pavilion was built on a hill and was cleverly designed. Walking through the twists and turns of the wood and stone plank road from the mountain stream clear spring pool, you can meet this hidden pavilion among the lush grass and trees. The plaque of the pavilion reads "Wind Pavilion", built-in 9981 wind chimes of various colors, hangs by the windows of each floor, the wind rings the bell, so not melodious.

It was getting late, and Chi Huan walked up to the seventh floor of the pavilion. This is the only floor where there are no wind chimes hanging on it. Because it is close to the top of the mountain, the eight floors above are a circular platform made of bluestone, so half of the seventh floor is not covered by a wooden roof. In the open space, the wind hunts, and the wind chimes are noisy.

There was no one in the pavilion except Chi Huan, and there was only a red-scaled black-winged snake that was about to break through with him. Red Scale carries a small bag on her back, which contains her dinner tonight. She had a high-definition camera in her head, and this afternoon she had learned how to use it without hands or feet, thanks to her superb learning skills. Well, this is her second task after taking refuge in the great god, and she must definitely make the great god handsome, handsome, beautiful, and beautiful, and she must not live up to the costume that the great god specially dressed up today!

Tonight is the day of the encirclement and containment of Qishui. Before that, it was not that the Floating Nightmare had not resisted, but they were all like Chi Huan's prophets, and all their plans were strangled in infancy. Floating Nightmare wanted to take the empty road, so he simply transferred an additional air fleet to patrol the sky above Qishui; Floating Nightmare wanted to use the public opinion of Yunlu to create panic among the crowd, so Chi Huan asked Nana Ronaka, the princess of the National Goddess Empire, to release his new album, and the eyes of the people were focused on her, so that Floating Nightmare had nothing to do.

Therefore, if he doesn't have to play his hole cards, then he will have to confess to Qishui tonight.

As for why Chi Huan didn't sit in the base of operations, but wore a gorgeous costume here, and after dressing up carefully, he crossed his knees in front of an unfinished chess game and read his lines, the reason was actually a random sentence from the emperor. This casual sentence is naturally impossible to verify, because after hearing this sentence, the head of the propaganda department of the empire immediately had the idea of asking Chi Huan to shoot an official propaganda video of the empire. In the end, because the reason of "making the empire more popular in this operation" is too appropriate and reasonable, even if Chi Huan refuses in his heart, he still can't accept it.

But this order came in a hurry, and because no one in the operation base today had time to spare their hands to help Chi Huan shoot, so after the people from Junzi Laughing Film and Television Company (Chi Huan has recruited a group of ordinary people in the past few weeks) helped Chi Huan put on makeup, the task of filming was handed over to Chi Scale. In fact, although Red Scale only came into contact with the camera today, the sixth-order cultivation is not fake, the flame special effects are real and do not cost money, the extreme fire of the Red Scale Snake is bright and eye-catching, and Chi Huan's precise control is assisted, it is difficult to do it well. Moreover, the red scales can fly, and shooting long shots is also a matter of hand.

"God, we've finished filming along the stairs, when will we start filming next?" asked Red Scale impatiently.

"When there is thunder. "Ji Huan has never learned to act, but fortunately, the promotional video requires him to wear a mask, otherwise he may be more nervous and talk less now.

With that, a flash of lightning flashed in the sky. Red Scales suddenly turned her pupils upside down, and she bowed upright and lowered her head, spitting out snake letters from her mouth, and a little flame flew over it, scorching the air and twisting it. Chi Huan saw that she had already felt the vision of heaven and earth, so he reminded: "When the thunder is bigger, let's end the shooting as soon as possible." He expected that after the thunder was over, it would definitely rain, otherwise the Floats would not be able to take advantage of the chaos to escape.

Red Scale felt very uneasy, swam around Chi Huan twice, tensed up, and put on a posture of preparation, but finally couldn't let go of his guard and fear. The thunder in the sky sounded one after another, as if it came from a very high altitude in the sky, and it seemed faint. Looking up, directly above Qishui, there were dots of purple flashing between the white thunder that divided the sky, and it actually looked enchanting in a dark cloud.

This is not a naturally formed thunderbolt, but a man-made vision of heaven and earth!

"Okay, that's pretty much it. Do you remember the main points of the shooting?" Chi Huan's voice was still calm, unmoved by Lei Guang. Red Scales shrank back, but still couldn't help but ask, "Great God, this kind of power ...... It is...... Ninth Order?"

Because it is a cloud beast that senses the heavens and the earth, it understands the horror of this power more clearly than some magicians. Although Red Scale is already wise, he still can't suppress this instinctive fear of the strong.

"This is the Ninth Order. That's why I want you to take a look. Chi Huan put away the script and reached out to weigh the black and white chess pieces. "I've seen the Ninth Order, and I've fought against the Ninth Order—I'm talking about the Cloud Beast of the Ninth Order. They were not born at the ninth order, and each of them had gone through hundreds of thousands of years of experience before finally becoming a party overlord. And I think you have that talent. Maybe in a few hundred years, you will be the ninth order. ”

"So, let's take a good look at what the Ninth Order is like. ”

...... Sure enough, a great god is a great god. Chi Scale's mood gradually calmed down, and he assisted Chi Huan to complete the shooting with these thunder lights. She seemed to understand something because of this sentence, but it seemed that because of this, there was a permanent doubt in her later life, which was unsolved until death.

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After a thunderous show, a torrential rain fell on Qishui that lasted for three hours, and the city fell into chaos as promised. Before the rainstorm, lightning smashes large lightning rods in the city, and the power of thunder sweeps through the city's power supply system, causing thousands of electrical explosions in the city. At the same time, due to the damage to the power supply system, most of Qishui's communication system was also paralyzed. The personnel of the local troops were all in chaos, and only the operational base began to run around the city according to Chi Huan's instructions, allowing the local troops to help the ordinary people.

A vigorous arrest operation, but on the last day, it turned into a farce of complete failure.

The next day, the Empire's official Yunlu account issued a "ban on entry" on Island 8 on this matter, and all Yunchuan ports are not allowed to enter foreign tourists. In addition, hundreds of ordinary people died as a result of lightning strikes in Qishui, and the empire did not say anything about it, which aroused the dissatisfaction of some people.

The Nightmare, who is closely following this matter, wants to add fuel to the fire and push the discontent of the people to a new high, and it is better to let the people go out into the streets spontaneously. But after thinking about it for a long time, I gave up because of a sense of insecurity.

Even if the person who arranged this arrest and had been secretly playing games with him didn't care about this, he wouldn't even convince those peace ambassadors from the official Propaganda Department of the Empire to ignore the people. It could only be that he had prepared a backup move and waited for him to jump into the pit.

The Nightmare doesn't dare to act rashly now. The hole card has been exposed, and he successfully escaped to the nearest city on the transportation line from the No. 1 Cloud Boat Port, Yiliu. But the organization has been operating on Island 8 for so many years, even if he wants to escape, he must properly arrange for the organization's things to be safely evacuated. If it weren't for the fact that these things really couldn't be obtained by the shadows, he would have had many ways to leave.

It's just that...... Why? Why didn't the Shadows care about Ragnarok's cargo being taken away this time, and instead bit him? Flutter had thought about this for too long, but he was stuck in a deadlock in his thinking, and in the current situation, this question was the key.

“...... Uncle, uncle!" Hua Xiangrong stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him: "What are you thinking, you don't have to eat." ”

Since they came to Yiliu, my uncle has been in a haunted spirit, and now he can't even eat well, if he has been like this before, it would be strange to be fat.

What his mother told him was a bit difficult.

"I don't understand a thing, if a man is not for profit and fame, then why does he fight?" said the Nightmare tactfully, his confusion. Now that he's stuck in a mental impasse, let's listen to what others think.

"Oh, then if I don't fight for profit and fame, I probably want to win. Hua Xiangrong replied with his own thoughts, and when he saw Fu Xiao's eyes suddenly widen with a shocked expression, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Uncle, have you figured it out?"

...... I see, I see. The answer to this question is so simple that it makes the Nightmare want to laugh. But knowing this most correct inference, he couldn't laugh. If that man's purpose was really that, it would be terrible - it was clear that he had been doing every step of the way on Island Eight with that in mind from the beginning. Damn, if he had noticed this earlier, he probably wouldn't have been so passive.

But since the matter has been brought to the point of no return by the other party, it is necessary to reduce the loss as much as possible. Flares stuffed two random bites before throwing the spoon and heading straight to his new office. He was going to go through the documents he had accumulated over the past few days again, and maybe things might have turned around.