[Chapter Word Count: 2021 Latest Updated: 2014-10-3101:00:00.0]

This is far away in Europe, in the capital of a vast cold country, in the hall of a huge red palace, around a huge round table, a group of middle-aged and elderly people in strict dress sit. They all had one thing in common, their faces were unpleasant, which filled the whole hall with a gloomy atmosphere. The cold country naturally only refers to the one-sided meaning, the cold country.

"Who can sue me, what's going on? What's going on? This is an old man in a crisp black suit, with short white hair and a solemn expression. But everyone here knows he's angry at the moment. Especially when he just spoke, he asked the same question twice, how strict is this?

"According to the intelligence agency, this is a vicious act by a top organization, and we are ready to fight back." It was another stern old man in a crisp suit with soft gray hair.

The reason why the gray-haired old man only answered "prepare" instead of words that represented the beginning of action, was because it was indeed difficult for him to find the whereabouts of the enemy, and this was a very difficult event, and it was really the first time he had encountered it.

"I feel that I am afraid that more than one top-level organization has made a move, or that the top-level organization that has made a move has the support of other forces." This time it was a middle-aged man who was approaching old age, and unlike many of the old men present, his suit was brown.

"Don't talk about so much uselessness, Pekov, what I need to know now is how many enemy prisoners have been captured." The solemn-looking old man ignored the speculation of the middle-aged man Pekov and asked the point.

"I'm sorry, there isn't one, the enemy is really too cunning. And they are all a group of strong supernatural beings, which are not something that soldiers can compete with. Pekov shook his head apologetically, his face bitter.

"Didn't you even catch anyone from the Investigation Bureau?" The old man with a solemn expression then asked gloomily, although this matter was very suspenseful, but he was not angry indiscriminately. If you really have the ability to do it, it's impossible not to do it.

"No, how the enemy retreated is still a mystery to us. As soon as the battle ended, they disappeared as if they had disappeared from the world. Pekov bluntly stated: "And what makes us even more incredulous is that the number of enemies is simply unimaginable." According to intelligence, no more than a hundred people. ”

"Do you have a way to find the enemy's whereabouts?" The old man with a solemn expression swept over the faces of everyone present, as if he didn't just want to ask through the words, but wanted to use his eyes to ask again.

Everyone present shook their heads, indicating that there was no way. After all, this big incident is so weird, they really can't think of any way at this stage.

"After you go back, you slowly send me the best way you have thought of for the time being, and I will read them one by one. Now, adjournment! The old man with a solemn expression looked even more solemn at this moment. No matter who encounters such a thing, it will definitely not have a good face.

"What the hell is going on, it's just for resources......" The gray-haired old man muttered to himself.

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"What the hell is going on here?" Flying Star looked at it for a long time and exclaimed. If anyone else finds out, I'm afraid this will leave the world with one more unsolved mystery.

The picture that Flying Prism saw at this time was really weird, and through the two lenses of Hua Zhongyue, his vision was even clearer.

He saw a lot of reflective dust particles slowly fluttering under the sunlight. As we all know, when shining at a certain angle, ordinary people can only see the dust particles floating in the air with their naked eyes. Unless it's very dense, but the situation here is that the dust is very light and scattered.

However, with the help of Hua Zhongyue, Flying Prism will naturally see it as long as he improves the clarity of his vision. But the sight of these dust particles wasn't something that surprised Prism, but ......

Flying Star found that most of these dust particles were gathering in a certain direction, as if there was some extremely fine attraction in that place, absorbing these dust particles to the past.

You know, in most cases, dust particles are floating freely in the air, how can almost all of them accumulate somewhere? What's going on?

Prism really didn't understand, he looked in the direction where the dust particles swam, he wondered what was holding the dust, these tiny objects.

In fact, it is not only the dust particles that are adsorbed in the past, but also many microorganisms that are as small as the dust particles. However, whether it was dust particles or microorganisms, they were all fragmented a few centimeters away from the body of the flying star. As if encountering extremely hot objects, they evaporate completely.

Following the direction in which the dust particles traveled, Flying Prism finally saw where the attraction was coming from the tiny particles. But this shocked Prism even more. There's actually ...... Nothing, this ...... Maybe it can't be described as weird anymore, but weird, really weird, what the hell is going on? He couldn't help but ask in his heart again.

Prism saw very clearly that there was really nothing there. If anything, it would be an invisible piece of air, about a meter above the ground.

The surrounding dust particles all swirled around the place where there was "nothing", becoming a whirlpool. And the center of the whirlpool is the place where there is "nothing". The dust particles circled the place, forming a vortex about five or six meters in diameter. However, these are things that are not visible to ordinary people, unless they come with special equipment. But who comes to the park with special equipment? Most of the people who come here do it for relaxation.

"What the hell is going on there?" Prism was puzzled.

"There seems to be some kind of power left in that place, but the attraction is so small that it can only absorb the dust around it." Hua Zhongyue guessed.

"Could it be that there's something transparent there, exuding this kind of appeal?" Seeing such a strange scene, Flying Prism couldn't help but say his guess.

"No, I don't feel anything there." Hua Zhongyue said and made an attempt by the way. A stone around it was directly "picked up" by an unknown force and smashed towards the center of the whirlpool composed of dust.