"Nice to see you again."

When the tycoon Kerr saw Luo Tong, he took the initiative to come over and shake Luo Tong's hand, then turned his head to look at the conference room and said, "Okay, our allies from Huaxia have arrived, and the meeting should be ready to start while making an introduction." ”

Mr. Rotong sat fourth to the right of the long conference table, which seemed to be directly below the dressing room, surrounded by heavy steel plates and concrete-filled biscuits.

Before entering this room, he felt at least seven psionic scans of his body.

To his left was the Tycoon Kerr, and to his right was a priest from the Benedictine Church, also from Germany. The priest, with his special hat and black coat, looked unsmiling, and felt a little uncomfortable with the sudden addition of a foreigner to his side.

Opposite Rotong was an unusually young-looking Englishman with a tall hooked nose that might be able to hook his clothes if he took off his jumper. Compared to the others in the room, the young man named Yeager looked more detached. Half-length bangs obscured his eyes, his hair was tied up in a long row behind him, and there was a heavy oil paint on his right cheek, which seemed to depict a man chasing a wheel.

If you add an electric guitar to this outfit, it's a standard rock bandmate. However, compared to this appearance, this young man's background is not low, he is a representative of the Scottish "Monk in the Woods" school. The prototype of the druids in many European fantasy novels is this group of monks in the forest.

Seeing Luo Tong looking at himself, the young man smiled kindly, and then turned his head to look at the old man sitting at the main seat of the conference table.

The old man was from the Vatican, directly across from him, at the other end of the conference table. An old man from Mecca, who was said to have wrapped a white cloth around his head, quietly looked at the scriptures in front of him, as if the meeting had nothing to do with him.

The old man with a goatee was not masked, and had a standard Arab appearance, which was only superficial and impossible to guess. His real background is actually the famous old man in the mountains.

This was the gathering of various denominations from all over Europe, which, according to Henkel, was called the Secret Council.

Heretics, foreigners, sit together and talk about not peace in the world, but the biggest threat to the world, the demons.

"We've heard about your situation, Heinkel, would you like to ask our friends to talk about the situation in Huaxia?"

The old man from the Vatican said serenely. He also had a scripture in front of his hand, and he pressed it with his hand at all times, as if every word was being caressed by his hand.

Doing so doesn't make his words any more sacred, but it risks exacerbating some kind of invisible conflict. At least Luo Tong could feel that although the old man in the mountain on the other side of the conference table was just looking at the scriptures in front of him, every time he raised his gaze, there was a sense of impact that made people feel extremely sharp.

While fighting demons, humans are still in conflict with each other. This made Luo Tong feel helpless. I also gradually understood why in the last days. More than half of the world's few remaining amusement parks are in China. At least Huaxia does not have such conflicts, and it is better to coordinate.

Gently knocking on the unpainted pine table, in the blink of an eye, a wooden thorn bounced on the table in front of Luo Tong, and then the wooden thorn softened in the eyes of everyone. Eventually turned into a sapling. This is the power of the second soul ball, if according to the choice of the previous life, focusing on biological stimulation, Luo Tong has the ability to make this sapling eventually grow to the height of an arm. And now, due to the focus on the extreme strengthening of the body. This sapling can only be a sapling in the end.

However, this action made the eyes of the entire secret council focus on Luo Tong's body, and the young forest monk sitting opposite Luo Tong obviously focused his gaze even more.

"The situation in Huaxia is not optimistic, and the demons are constantly infiltrating all aspects."

Luo Tong replied simply: "There is a channel for the transmission of interests in this, which can make it extremely easy for foreign demons and infiltrators to enter China. But I think in a month's time, that should be a big difference. Of course, it might be more beneficial for both of us to build an archive where we can quickly access each other's information on these demons. ”

The old man in the mountain on the other side leaned over, making his chair creak slightly, then he looked at Luo Tong and said, "I'm interested in the one you said, infiltrator, can you say more about it." ”

This mountain old man, who was the purest in every sense of the word, actually spoke an unusually fluent German language, which really surprised Luo Tong. However, it is not surprising that the times are changing too quickly, and it is not surprising that the fund factions in various denominations prefer to follow the tide.

Luo Tong gave a detailed introduction to the situation of the infiltrators, and no matter how wary he was about this group that really caused the end of mankind thirty years later, he could not be too vigilant.

After listening to Luo Tong's introduction, the old man in the mountain hesitated for a moment and said, "But you have no evidence. ”

The old man in the mountain needs proof, and that sounds a little funny. However, Luo Tong could also guess that the more this happened, the more it proved that the old man had believed Luo Tong's description and was ready to take action for it. And such an action is bound to be a thunderous and lightning action, which will affect the lives of too many people, including ordinary people.

Therefore, even this old man needs to be more cautious in his judgment and decision.

Luo Tong grunted and tossed the core in his hand down the conference table, one of the cores from Tuyan's infiltrators. That lord-level demon core had been destroyed by Yan Cheng with psionic energy, but there were still a few infiltrator cores that had been saved. Tycoon Kerr, Tong Shan, and Luo Tong eventually took one each.

There was silence in the room, making the gurgling and rolling of the core even more pronounced. It wasn't until the demon core reached the old man in the mountain that the voice suddenly stopped.

"This is the nearest Core, and Mr. Henkel has one too."

The old man in the mountain raised the demon core, glanced at the fluorescence above his head, nodded slightly, put the demon core aside, and said, "We must do our best to kill the demons, expel them, and make them not a disaster to the world." (To be continued!)

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