Chapter Ninety-One: A New Spirit

Time passed slowly, and half a month had passed since the last incident of the Seven Killings.

In the past half month, Apocalypse City has continued to be tense and busy, as in the past. The bloody incident before seems to have been forgotten by everyone. Even the families of the deceased at that time were smiling and living a nourishing life.

It was like a stone sinking into the sea. It still exists, but there is no chance of it coming to the surface.

The departure under the moon did not attract much attention. Even Yue Lan didn't know the truth. Everyone thought that Yuexia followed Yuehua to practice.

Hall of the Lost Stars, 84 floors underground.

Boom!

In a pitch-black space, the torture blade stared at the blood-red eyes and ran quickly, dodging.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

In the darkness, countless whirling axes ejected from the surrounding walls, slashing at the torture blades at terrifying speeds.

While dodging quickly, the torture blade suddenly used force with both hands, and actually grabbed the two axes that flew past by the side in his hands, and stood in place with both axes in his hands.

In the face of the flying axe, the torture blade's hands swung violently.

Click・Click・

The steel was cut off, and the cacophony kept coming out of the darkness.

After two minutes, the whole room fell silent. Then, the dark room was lit up with blinding incandescent lights.

In the small room, Torture stood quietly with his axe in both hands.

Not far from him, there were three bloody corpses.

Maya put her hands behind her back, walked in slowly, looked at it, and said, "Sure enough, it's three flower shelves." ”

Those three young men were recommended by Thross a few days ago, and they boasted about it during the interview. As a result, in the first level of this dark axe, he was hacked to death with an axe.

Following Maya in was the young man who had been watching the Torture Blade all these days.

Throwing the axe away, Tortureblade looked up and asked, "Are there any other tests?" ”

Maya shook her head and said, "No need." The rest of the tests are pediatric for you, and it's a waste of time. ”

Tortureblade flicked his shoulders slightly, and followed Maya out of the room.

"Our Temple of the Lost Stars is a secret organization hidden in the Temple of the Apocalypse. The civilians of this group are unaware of its existence. And the nobles who know its existence are all afraid of us. Because we can say that it is the highest adjudication organization in the entire Apocalypse Alliance. We have the terrifying right to wipe out several families at any time. ”

Walking in the cold and gloomy corridor, Maya said lightly.

"That's why there are very few people who can take on such a great power. ”

Maya sighed and said, "Yes. When the number of people in the entire Mystery Star Hall was the largest, there were only more than a hundred formal personnel. The remaining thousands of people are responsible for the collation of materials and internal work. ”

"And now?"

"Ninety-seven. The last time you tracked down the Ulcer King, you lost twenty-four Stalkers in a row. Twelve fifths, four sixths, five sevenths, and three eighths. ”

Speaking of this, Maya's face was extremely ugly, and her face was painful.

After all, those stalkers can be said to be brought out by her.

"What is the rank of the stalker based on?"

"Ability, realm, and merit are three aspects. For example, Sey, she is a dragon, although her ability is very strong. But he has just been in the temple for more than a year, and he has little credit. So there are only three levels. ”

Tortureblade nodded and asked, "Is there any difference between the different levels?" ”

"Permissions, resources are different. For example, the first-level stalker is just a miscellaneous person and has no rights. Depending on the merit level, he can have his own room, his own resources that can be deployed, and form a team to support him. He even has the right to kill the high-ranking officials and nobles of the alliance regardless of the reason. ”

Hearing this, Torture Blade said lightly, "This kind of right is indeed easy to get lost. ”

As they spoke, they walked down the stairs into the lounge on the eighty-second floor.

In the huge hall of thousands of square meters, there are only a dozen people drinking tea and chatting.

Maya patted Tortureblade on the shoulder and said, "Now that the entire alliance is worried about internal and external troubles, we need more people to watch over the movements of the entire alliance." So Torture Blade, I have high expectations for you. ”

This encouragement and trust did not bring any psychological fluctuations to the torture blade.

"I'll give it my all. After all, it's so much fun to hunt down this kind of thing. Torture Blade muttered.

Maya was not surprised by such a blade. There aren't many normal people in the Lost Star Temple. Because normal people simply cannot withstand the pressure and temptation of strong power.

"Your performance these days has given me full recognition of your abilities. Now, then, you need to demonstrate value beyond the container of knowledge. ”

Torture Blade nodded faintly and asked, "What do you need me to do?" ”

"Three hundred kilometers southeast of Apocalypse City, there is a supplementary town at the southern end of the Anvil Mountains. It's been a month since I was out of touch. The spies from the Broken Military Division came back and said that there was a mutation catastrophe there. Your target investigates the situation there, and if you can, bring back the corpse of the mutant catastrophe. ”

Torture Blade nodded when he heard this, and his head kept thinking, and then a name named Mo Hanzhen appeared in his mind.

"Okay, give me ten days." Torture Blade said.

Maya looked at him and asked, "Do you need any help?" ”

"Give me back my darts."

"No problem."

"I need some supplies."

"Write down the requirements and give them to the craftsman."

"Can I go to see Deng Heng?"

Asked this, Maya groaned for a moment, and then said, "Yes, but don't cause unnecessary trouble." ”

Tortureblade nodded, and left in silence.

After the torture blade left, a dozen people chatting in the hall gradually came over and asked, "Hall Master, is he okay?" ”

Maya smiled faintly and said, "Wait." ”

Torture Blade walked out of the Lost Star Hall with ease. After that, he changed into an extremely ordinary casual suit and wore a cap on his head and went to Frankie's villa.

When she was in the villa, the moment Frannie saw the torture blade, she was immediately surprised and said, "You actually came out?" I heard Uncle Deng Heng say that you were fine, but I didn't expect you to come out so quickly. ”

Torture Blade said calmly, "The forces of the Seven Killing Division, I can't help. ”

Hearing this, Frannie hurriedly waved her hand and laughed, "Hahaha! Don't say that. You've helped me a lot. Killed Sam and beat Sparky into a vegetative state. And because of this incident, the power that the Baruka family had operated for many years in the Seven Killing Division was uprooted by the light of the moon god. Hahaha, it's a real delight. ”

Torture Blade didn't expect Farney to be so happy, raised his hand and scratched his bare head, nodded and asked, "How is the cooperation with the Ring God?" ”

"Very good, the young dragon bought it very well in Apocalypse City. The profit growth rate in this half month exceeded 50%. Frannie said proudly, as if she felt that her decision was extraordinarily wise.

Torture Blade thought about the so-called "warning" in Minglong's mouth for a moment. Then he looked up at Farney and said, "You'd better not have too much to do with them, and don't raise baby dragons, let alone store dragon eggs in your own warehouse." ”

Frannie was stunned for a moment, and was about to retort but was shocked by the serious and sharp eyes of the torture blade.

"His eyes are much sharper than before."

"Why do you say that?" Frannie asked.

Tortureblade picked up a chocolate chip and said, "I think those young dragons are bad. ”

"Just feelings?" Frannie asked in confirmation.

Tortureblade tilted his head and asked, "Isn't that enough?" ”

Farney stared into Tortureblade's eyes. In these dark eyes, she saw a kind of confidence that was natural and powerful.

After a moment of silence, Frannie said, "I'll take notice." ”

"Well, the new spirit book is already good, right?" Torture Blade asked.

"It was done a few days ago. The entire Spiritual Treasure has been completely redone, including the quality, exactly according to your requirements. This time it cost close to 100 million alliance coins. Frankie walked out of the living room with the torture blade and into her study.

"One hundred million..." The terrifying knowledge of the terror made him already know what the number meant.

Walking into the study, Torture Blade suddenly said, "I will repay you." ”

Hearing Tortureblade's words, Frannie smiled. These were the words that Tortureblade had said when he first saw her.

"Well, I'm going to think about it this time, and I'm going to make a perfect request." Frankie said, opening the safe through her iris and pulling out something silver like the hilt of a sword.

The silver hilt is about twenty centimeters long, and it is tattooed with faint gold lines......

Tortureblade took the hilt of the sword, and then activated its psionic power.

Swish!

A flash of silver light flashed.

Then a silver-gray armor appeared on the torture blade's body.

The armor consisted of goggles, shoulder armor, cuirass, weapon discs, gauntlets, belts, leg armor, boots.

The whole armor is delicate and compact. The dragon-scale-like structure of the armor makes it look unusually strong.

Behind the blade, there is a metal disc. The plate is not big. At this time, on the sign, there are three weapons crossed.

Serrated machetes, short spears, halberds.

"I remember there were no halberds." Frannie looked at the halberd with some surprise.

Torture Blade said lightly, "Maybe you're mistaken. ”

As he spoke, his heart moved slightly, and two pairs of half-meter-long wrist knives popped out of the arm armor.

The knife is a crystal silver color and has a very sharp blade. The back of the knife still has a hideous barbed blood groove that matches the character of the torture blade.

Reaching for the heavy metal belt, he found that there was compressed space for six reserve items.

He closed his eyes and savored the new Spiritual Treasure, then suddenly opened his eyes and said, "It's perfect." ”

Frannie looked at the torture blade of a suit of armor and said proudly, "The prototype of this Lingjian is the Golden Lingjian after all. They removed the ability of Jin Lingjian's attribute bonus, the ability to protect from weakness, and the redundant replenishment slot. Aggregate these resources and combine them into the storage space you require, as well as two additional weapon systems. Because the attributes are too distorted and extreme, the quality does not reach the Golden Spirit Jian. ”

Torture Blade raised his hand and twitched it on his back, and the long-lost serrated machete appeared in Tortureblade's hand.

Then the light flashed on his hand, and the serrated shields, lassoes, revolvers, sniper rifles, and axes placed in the storage space appeared one by one.

"Lingjian's original ability was to have an extra pair of arms. The resources of these arms have been integrated into the leg armor and boots according to your requirements. ”

Torture Blade looked down, and his heart moved, and a large number of hideous spikes suddenly popped out of the silver leg armor. At the same time, a thirty-centimeter-long dagger popped out of the front of the boot.

Even the bottom of the boot has a large number of spikes.

Armed to the teeth, so to speak.