The lake of plasma under the gap in the wall quickly cooled down and condensed into a lump of metal.

Marco stared solemnly at the melted and dried steel walls, sweating from the heat.

He glanced inside and saw two people lying on their stomachs in the square, a muscular man covered in blood.

The other body was mostly gone, except for the head and half of the shoulders and an arm, and it was still burning.

Suddenly, he saw the 'dead man's head' and moved.

"What, isn't this dead?" said Mark.

The 'dead man's head' was none other than Musea, who struggled to open his eyes, moved his remaining arm, and pressed his headset.

This is the emergency communication channel, and his emergency contact is none other than his best friend in the past ten years, another Nirvana, Luo Yan.

"Musea, what's wrong with you?" a lazy voice came from the other end of the headset.

"Phoenix Group...... There are ghosts...... Assign new instructors......" Muse said, with difficulty.

He didn't even have a lung left, and he was using up the last breath in his throat that he couldn't swallow.

"Huh?" Luo Yan heard Miusa's difficult voice and immediately knew that the situation was not good.

"How did you get hurt so badly?"

Musea said hoarsely, "Hidden factions...... Wand ......"

Luo Yan hurriedly asked, "Who killed you!"

With the last of his strength, Musea hissed hoarsely, "Horse-may!"

Luo Yan wrote down the name, and he wanted to ask for more information, but Musa couldn't make a sound.

He quickly analyzed the situation, I am afraid that the internal ambition faction has made a move, and Musea said that there are internal ghosts in the Phoenix group, which means that this faction has been deeply involved.

Captured the wand and killed Musea!

"Do you still have my glasses with you, enter the information you know, but give it to someone you trust, and let him find a way to give it to me!" Luo Yan said quickly.

The glasses were made by his own hands and given to Musea.

It can be fixed to the face, with 300 electrodes pierced into the brain and connected to the cortex.

Through his consciousness, Muse can send a message record inside.

Now Musea is speechless and will soon die, but the brain is still active and can leave a lot of last words in the glasses.

"This man is not dead, what is he calling me for?" Marco watched as the stubborn Musea on the ground called his name, and hurriedly ran over.

At first glance, it was Miusa!

Muse didn't know Mark, but Mark knew him.

The dying Musea horrifies Marco: what the hell is going on!

He also heard what Musea said, what there are inner ghosts, hidden factions, wands and so on.

Combined with the traces of the scene, it seems that someone killed from the inside out, and it should be a rebellion.

If there is a rebellion, I am afraid that the whole base will be in rebellion? Otherwise, Musea would not have been so tragic!

Mark was moved that Musea actually knew him, and he was still using his last strength to tell himself what had happened.

"Hold on, Musesa, I'll give you the medicine, oh my God, you're so badly hurt. "Marco wanted to treat his injuries, but he didn't know what to do.

Musesa's injuries are already certain to die, and it is a miracle that he can still survive for a moment now, and he is not brain dead!

"Smack!" Muse, with the last of his strength, took off his glasses and thrust them heavily into Mark's hand.

"It's ......," Marco had tears in his eyes.

I saw that the muscles on Musea's face trembled, and he seemed to want to say something with his mouth open, but he was out of breath!

His mouth and eyes are crooked, but his eyes are full of meaning!

Marco immediately saw that this was a deathbed entrustment!

When he saw the thin electrode wires extending from his glasses, he knew that there might be an important message hidden in them!

"Do you want to hand it over to your superiors?" asked Marco.

Musa shook his head tremblingly, and his right hand was pinching Mark!

Mark was shocked, and understood what Miusa meant, I don't know who I am, I can't just give this thing to others, even if it's a superior, I'm afraid it's not safe!

The hidden factions in Musea's mouth seem to be intricate.

"To whom?" you say, "I'll do it!" Marco asked.

But Musea was really angry at all, rolling his eyes and opening his mouth wide and fiercely, but he couldn't make a sound.

Seeing his last painful appearance, Marco felt a great sense of responsibility.

"To whom...... Who the hell are these glasses given to!" Marco said anxiously, clutching his glasses.

Musea was strong on the ground, and in his own blood, he wrote a word: 'Law'.

He wanted to write one more word, but his face quickly turned gray, his eyes lost their look, and he finally died.

"What does this symbol mean?" Marco didn't know Chinese characters, and thought it was a special symbol.

At the same time, Luo Yan on the other end of his headset said angrily: "Headset! Earphone! Guy on the other end, did you hear it?"

Luo Yan heard that someone on the other end had taken the glasses entrusted by Miusa, which meant that it was the last person Miusa trusted before he died.

However, it seems that Musea does not have the strength to tell the other party who to give the glasses.

If you are confused, give your glasses directly to others in the organization, and I am afraid that you will be manipulated!

According to Musea's last reminder, Luo Yan knew that there were now internal ghosts within the organization, and a certain faction was deeply hidden, and not everyone could be trusted.

Musea's glasses must be obtained by himself!

"Hey, people over there, pick up the headset!" Luo Yan roared.

But Marco couldn't hear Luo Yan's words, and he thought that the words that Musea said on his deathbed were meant to him, and he didn't even notice that the headset was connected.

When he saw that Miusa was dead, he stood up, and his mind was in confusion.

was attacked and kidnapped, escaped from the base but there was a big mess, the strongest Musea died, and entrusted himself with special glasses before he died.

Coupled with Miusa's dying words, Marco didn't know who to trust, how many people rebelled, who were the enemies, and to whom were the glasses?

Marco was in turmoil, feeling a great responsibility, but also very confused.

Looking at the blood-colored symbol 'Luo' on the ground, Marco remembered it deeply, although he didn't know what it meant, but forcibly remembered the appearance, and slowly cracked it in the future!

"Huh?" Marco was about to enter the passageway and continue to check the situation in the base.

Unexpectedly, on the square, the strong man lying at the door of the passage suddenly got up.

"Ahh Marco was immediately alert, holding the dagger in his hand and closing his glasses with the other.

After all, Marco was transferred from other places, and everyone knew the base on the east coast of a top powerhouse like Musesa, but Beelzebub didn't know him.

I saw Beelzebub's face covered with blood, his skull sunken, his eyes scarlet and bloody, and he swayed like a monster to his feet, exuding a crazy momentum.

"It's amazing! Can you still fight with such a wound?" is this man friend or foe?" Marco thought to himself.

Beelzebub's vision was impaired, and he stared at the person in front of him, and his appearance was not real.

And in Marco's eyes, Beelzebub was extremely vicious, and his eyes were scarlet and staring at him, which was very dangerous!

"Hey, long live the Illuminati!...... are you?" Marco asked tentatively.

Beelzebub stared at him and snorted like a madman: "Dragon!"

The voice was ghostly, hoarse and permeating, full of great persistence.

Marco's brow furrowed, and he took a step back in shock at the movement.

Dragon? Looks like his name.

Could this monster who talks to himself and whispers his name hoarsely be one of the murderers of Musea?

As he was thinking, Beelzebub finally saw one thing, the necklace.

On Marco's waist hung the necklace of the Eye of Horus, and when he took a step back, he shook it to make a familiar sound.

This is a ritual vessel, worn during major ceremonies or gatherings, and is rarely brought by people in normal times. But Mi Xiu has his own personal habits and likes to wear this necklace on weekdays.

But even if you wear it, you wear it around your neck. In Beelzebub's mind, only one person would hang it around his waist.

That's the dragon that killed Mixiu and took his necklace as a trophy before!

Beelzebub, who had just woken up from a coma, immediately remembered the hatred of his good brother Michau being killed!

"Everyone...... They all have to die!" Beelzebub roared angrily, and suddenly slew at Marco.

Seeing that he suddenly burst into flames, Mark drew his sword and waved it, and said in his heart, "Sure enough, this guy is a rebel!"

Kill when you see yourself, and 'everyone has to die'? Is this to kill all the people in the base?

"Poof!"

Obviously, Mark overestimated himself, and the knife was swung out, and Beelzebub directly blocked it with the palm of his flesh.

The blade was dripping with blood, and Beelzebub struck with great force, blasting Marco into the passage and smashing him to the ground.

Marco felt his back about to leave, and when he saw Beelzebub pounce like a monster, he immediately burst into his mouth with a loud noise.

"Bang!"

A projectile flew out of Marco's mouth, instantly splattering Beelzebub headshot!

Beelzebub is already at the end of the crossbow, and his vision is damaged, and Marco's move is unguardable, bullying people who don't belong to his own moves, killing one accurately!

He had been prepared for a long time, and at this moment it was just the right moment to kill with one blow!

"Whew! this guy is so strong, but fortunately he has been seriously injured...... "Marco was covered in blood and pushed away Beelzebub's corpse, which had fallen on top of him.

"No!" a roar rang out from the depths of the passage.

Marco hurriedly turned around, only to see a guy with a bandage on his face, a shield, and a sharp blade in his mouth standing ten meters away.

At this moment, his eyes are about to split, and the killing intent is awe-inspiring!

He was none other than Mishew, and as soon as he came over, he saw Mark kill Beelzebub!

There was a buzz in an instant, and the brain went blank.

He and Beelzebub lived and died, and he was the best brother, and he was killed in front of him at this moment!

"Damn! I'm a step too late!" Mi Xiu was mad.

Immediately ignore it and kill Marco.

Marco stepped back, his throat clicking.

"Bang!" The shield and the short knife struck, and the strength of the two was similar.

Mi Xiu bit the Leaf Crusher, his body turned like a spinning top, and the knife flashed!

Marco didn't show weakness either, leaned back to dodge, and kicked the ball in the air.

"Doo-ang!" Mixiu quickly grabbed his shield to block it, and the two of them shook each other apart!

Ma saw that Mixiu also killed him when he saw him, and coupled with this madness and anger, he knew that he was in the same group as the strong man who had just been shot in the head.

And a bandage to cover one's face is not a good thing at first glance! Hiding one's head and tail, the loyal men of the Illuminati never do this.

"Hey, isn't the base full of rebels, and there are no more people of their own?" said Marco in his heart.

Mixiu, on the other hand, hated in his heart, and was shocked when he caught a glimpse of the remnants of Musea lying on the ground in the distance.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you!"

Ma Ke did not change his name, sat without changing his surname, and said coldly: "Marco!"

Mixiu was shocked, it turned out that this person was Marco!

Earlier, Musea emphasized that this man was the mastermind, and he was still confused and did not know who it was.

Now it seems that he is indeed the leader of the rebels! The strength is not weak, and he killed Beelzebub in seconds with a supersonic mouth cannon.

But Marco is here, what about the dragon?

Michaux caught a glimpse of the necklace around Marco's waist and recognized it as his own. Although the necklaces are generally similar, each person's necklace is a little different, and his necklace has its own unique blade scratches.

This puzzled Michaeu: the dragon took away my necklace, why is it at his waist at this moment?

"Marco? Hmph, you're Marco...... What about the dragon!" Mi Xiu asked.

"Dragon?" Marco sneered, "Are you an idiot!

Hearing this, Mi Xiu was shocked, and his heart suddenly brightened!

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