In fact, when the wingline first appeared, Townsend didn't know what it was. But he is not afraid, what is the 50-meter-long black line afraid of? Even if it is electrified, it is not too late to be anxious when it is time to wrap around his body.

Now, can you just fail to fly a kite?

A line is pulled out in mid-air, and this side is silent, and you dare to call yourself a human being?

Townsend lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of enemies. Because he has suffered from the magic barrier of "looking at you unpleasantly" since he was a child, he is destined to not be able to practice "it's my,... Miraculous, so there are more and more enemies.

Of all kinds of enemies, some of them really have wires around him. Justifying and explaining, nothing can stop the increase in the number of enemies, and he is too lazy to bother to make that effort.

Townsend is not the type to wait for the enemy to come to the door, he is very proactive. Take the initiative to level the enemy, take the initiative to develop corresponding response tactics, make a table and hang it, and read it three times a day until you can memorize it.

At the bottom of the registration form is a cross, stamped on top of the phrase "unremembered scum". The scum, even if it's a swarm of scum, Townsend really can't remember. Because the scum has no character, no morality, no face and no slip: the outside of the brain is made of paper, and the inside is made of cement, you want her body to make her face, you want her face to show her figure, it's really not interesting at all.

From the dregs heap upwards, the true level of the enemy appeared, and the levels were clear: "oh" level (casually step on it), "um" level (step on it hard), "ah" level (step on it with heart), "wow" level (step on it and win), "lean" level (turn your head and run).

The highest-level enemy is the "Bah" level (can't run away)!

"Not in doubt. Pfister asked Townsend, puzzled, "But this level... Why does it look weird?"

"It's weird at your age. Townsend asked rhetorically, "But what did you play with when you were six years old?

"Six-year-old!" Pfister thought for a moment before he realized what Townsend meant: "How can a six-year-old little hacker have an enemy?

"You really have no enemies at the age of six?" Townsend sighed, "There is no childhood child."

Child, what a pitiful!"

Six-year-old children also have enemies, such as children in the same class, children in the same school, children in the same house, as well as various teachers, and their own old men, everyone may have a scuffle because of the eraser, because of the 38th line, because of forgetting to write homework!

It may also be that the number of small pieces of paper at home is wrong again, and he was beaten by his old man somewhere!

Withdrawing from the child for a small piece of paper, this kind of old man is too tasteless? It's not military intelligence, it's just a small piece of paper, can you get some change back at most if you can exchange some snacks at the grocery store?

The old man of his own family who blasted Townsend was actually just a wow-level enemy, the old man's personal guard was a high-level enemy, and the seemingly kind confidential secretary, hehe, this person had fallen from friendly troops to enemy camp and then all the way to the bah level in ten years!

Later, he became a member of the government and built the government, and when he heard the name of Townsend coldly, he still cried without tears and Tangsen used him to practice his hands......

Pfister was still in a hurry because he knew very little about his mortal enemy, but Townsend didn't think so.

"Just know what's coming. He laughed and said, "Do you want to know how hard the enemy will step on you, how likely you will be in that way, and how far your nosebleed will fly..............." "I'm not so strange as that." Pfister was relieved, and then asked, "Why is the highest enemy called Phew?"

Because it is the ultimate enemy、, Townsend suddenly became serious: "For the ultimate enemy, we have to use the ultimate tactics!"

"According to you, this kind of mortal enemy of mankind who can't win, can't run, and loses no matter what..."First was full of anticipation, and carefully verified: "The ultimate tactic we have prepared is............... ，？”

"Our ultimate tactic is simple and easy to use. Townsend said one word very calmly: "Phew!" "Phew?" Pfister subconsciously said: "I know, this is the code name, so what is the specific action?"

"This," Townsend replied very seriously, "you think too much." ”

"What do you mean by thinking too much?"

"That's right. Phew is not a code name, phew, it's all action!" Townsend is still serious: "If you can't win, how can you run away, you don't want to wait for death, you just turn your head and spit saliva,

Squirt thick phlegm!"

"Let Ya know that there is not only the body but also the spirit in the world: let Ya understand that you have only despised Ya from beginning to end: Let Ya be sad, you are a complete human being until you die, and you have never betrayed your dignity!" "Unwillingly, unwilling to admit defeat, unwilling to accept fate, then you will stand up Tingxiong raised his head and slammed it!" "Tactical Core: Seize the Day!+ Passion Tactical Points: Meet and Open!" "Pfister finally knew Townsend's hole cards, and he had seen Townsend's shamelessness again.

Strangely, after hearing Townsend's answer, Pfister had no anger or disappointment in his heart except for this. Of course, he could not rejoice and echo loudly.

Townsend's words were not a lie, but if anyone believed him, thinking that he had waited all his way to spit on his sworn enemy, and then would calmly die, Pfister would think that this man was a sworn enemy pretending, and then take another.

He said this only because he had a bad breath in his heart.

In a mortal situation, what can people rely on to survive? What they still have at this time is just this breath in their hearts. So, whatever comes out of it, you can't make them feel scared. If you can kill the enemy a little bit, you can block the enemy's way a little bit, that's good, it's good!

The important thing is not why you stand here, but how long you can stand? At this time and here, it is the regret of mankind, and you have to do your best for mankind, and you have to do your best to mix a little impurity into this regret, no matter what, whether you win or lose, it is your own choice.

Pfister was already standing here, and Pfister, who had taken up the responsibility, was very happy.

Next to him, Townsend's god was very calm, with a mocking sneer on the corner of his mouth, and foul language was endless. But Pfister felt that this person was very serious and serious, very reliable, very majestic and majestic.

The two are side by side, cold noodles, and pillar swords. Don't move, look straight ahead.

"Fork, do you dare to climb faster?"

"Fork fork circle fork fork crawl so slowly, you grew up eating?"

Townsend roared a dozen more words, and there was a faint roar in the inky plane.

The black face is like the surface of the water where someone has thrown stones, and a hollow ring slowly rises from the center, which spreads with the faint roar and gradually expands, but there are a little ripples.

Did you actually hear Townsend's voice? Although it was slow, it should be some kind of reaction, right?

Pfister actually smiled in his heart, Townsend was making some money this time, Townsend didn't know what he had just done: the weak human race finally filled a historical gap, called "Humiliating Totemic Mortal Enemy".

Pfister suddenly remembered something, and he patted himself in annoyance, and took out a flat holster and handed it to Townsend.

Townsend took it and found a mask inside. Puzzled, he turned his head to find that Pfister had put it on, unconsciously. So Townsend understood that this mask was for himself.

The unknown metal fits the face shape very well, not only the eyebrows, nose and other places have bulges, but the other curvatures are even more perfect. But its style is too simple: the eyes are poked out of the long grooves, and the inside of the two grooves is shifted downwards and intersects at the base of the nose, looking like a "V" that is about to be leveled.

Other than that, there are no holes in the entire mask.

After wearing the mask, Townsend did not feel depressed, and he no longer had to suffer from the stench of wind and sand.

The bottom of the mask is black and gray, solemn and serious. Several stripes of bright red dripping hang down from the upper edge of the mask, wide and narrow, and they run through the lower edge at a small angle, which is extremely unrestrained.

After wearing it, the original wide bright red lines on the mask are hidden, leaving only the thinnest one, which is very vivid when it flows, and can even reflect red light at Townsend's feet. The black and gray background of the mask is not affected.

"A strong contrast, in line with your temperament. When Townsend heard Pfist's clear voice, it seemed to come through the mask: "This is the mask of the brave man of Silver Wave City, he missed a hundred years, and today he finally sees the light of day!" Contrast is Townsend's style, but Pfist knows that he doesn't like Ingmar's collision, but prefers the mask's style of "cooperating as the key and holding the body as the goal". Because Townsend firmly believes that each has its own persistence, each has its own compromise, and complements each other is the true meaning of maintaining the group.

"Shame and shame" Through the mask, Townsend sensed this guy's regret and reluctance: "What name?"

"Its name is Heartlessness and Incompetence. Pfister said, "May it wake up and guide you." "Are you talking about that? Is the mask asleep now?" "Yes, it's a mask now." ”

"I'm excited to get a mask for a long time, am I not at a loss?" "I rummaged through the cabinet to find this thing, and it cost a lot of money" Pfister said, "Do you pay it out of pocket or do you owe it?"

"Take it, take it, take it..." Townsend sneered, and took out his pockets but only got two copper plates, he didn't bring any money, but he brazenly said "take it" a dozen times in a row.

In the end, he only gave Pfister a copper plate! He actually asked: "Are you satisfied? Do you want to crush you!"

Pfister was about to speak, standing firmly, but was knocked backwards by the sudden acceleration of the air current!

Townsend's body was hit at the same time, and it also tilted backwards!

Even Master Ingmar, who was "wandering around" outside the village and actually laying out a large ability, almost fell over: the Witnesses who were too excited, rushed too hard, and accidentally fell into Ingmar's blockade ability, all of them, straight away, and lying down!

The strange sound shook the earth, and the clouds covered the sky!

Under the dead tree, 1 Little Turney understands the key to maintaining her ability.

After all, her talent for drawing spirits is tied to the ability. So the picture that spread to the Firmament Council, the Radiant Church, and the Psychic Master Guild finally stabilized.

The big people in the three places were pleasantly surprised to find that not only could they see a clear picture, but also the intermittent sound came from time to time, which was completely realized by Xiao Luoli herself, and Master Ingmar was in some kind of consideration and did not turn on this function.

The big man in the three places already knew that Master Ingmar had gone up, and he got the aperture to ask about the situation, but the little girl over there didn't know what to ask, and the big one was very skilled.

The big forces and big people are actually not so frustrated, they haven't encountered a situation for a long time, plus the real talker leads the reinforcements, so the headquarters of the three major forces are a bit chaotic, and any cat and dog can drill into a confidential place to watch the live broadcast.

Fortunately, something led to this turbulence: they saw "Neijin" again, and they seemed to have been standing in the most conspicuous position.

To the shameful, the inner jiān will embarrass them: for many people who do not have a strong sense of existence, it is their chance to show their loyalty: under normal circumstances, the inner jiān is a terrible creature, but who told you not to fight back now?

...... Master Ingmar should go up! Master, you must get rid of these two scum......

"Something has never happened before!" "Has humanity fallen to this point?!"

"Institutional problems! It must be institutional problems, we must intensify our efforts to fight corruption and degeneracy!" "At the headquarters of the Firmament Council, there are several cubicles next to the light curtain of the dome, which should be regarded as the quietest place in this place, because there is a silent contest going on here: more than a dozen candidates for the preparation of the messenger are all focused on the picture of the dome here, and they are writing hard, they have to write down the clues on the scene, and at the same time deduce and analyze and even evolve......

People with this kind of ability are generally over thirty years old, but the one sitting in the corner is very young, he is Auston from the Church of Radiance, Christopher, who has suffered a lot of white eyes in the Firmament Council, and most of the time his performance is mediocre, but he has never been thrown away. On the contrary, most of the candidates who are more eye-catching than him have been defeated one after another.

The once-in-a-lifetime real-time transmission of the scene, but he did not take a pen to record, but was full of interest,

It's right to watch intently, just watch, and do nothing else.

With this attitude, he should have been beaten by the group, but the people around him did not dare to beat him. Because in the hearts of dozens of explicit or implicit review mentors, Auston and Christopher are already very high in the comprehensive ranking, this person is better than steady and subtle, strong in firm and composed, and more importantly, he is difficult to be deceived.

The three major forces really need messengers, qualified messengers, can avoid today's incident here and now, while the nameless village is isolated, seeing that a tragedy is about to happen, but the outside is arguing over trivial matters.

"Priest, why don't you record?" said a shriveled old man as he sat down beside Auston.

"Yes. Alston didn't roll his eyes: "Remembering." ”

"This is very important, maybe you find any clues that will add points, credit, do you know?" No, you don't. Auston whispered: "It won't be useful or useless, and it will end before the help arrives." ”

"Isn't it okay to be so arbitrary?" said the old man.

"Nine landforms, seven plants, eight clothing, two building foundations. This is the west coast, near Silvertao City. Auston shook his head and said, "Who else can get there in time but Yintao City?"

"It's not a dry look, it's a serious look. Auston shook his head: "Maybe things have changed." "That change?"

"The sworn enemy is an accident, these two people are an accident, the West Coast is an accident, and the cause and effect come together, not necessarily an accident. Alston whispered, "They have the courage to stand up now, but when the time comes, will we have the courage to uncover the scars?"

"People who uncover scars don't need courage. The shriveled old man leaned closer: "It's Lou who can deceive people." "What a coincidence, I never lie. Alston finally turned his gaze, and his face was humble and calm.

"I believe it. The shriveled old man smiled and nodded, his forehead wrinkled and one front tooth missing.

Auston was taken away, and the others were about to ask, when a rapid wave of exclamations rang out from outside, completely distracting them. On the dome screen, on the pitch-black plane of the teleportation array, a little gap finally broke open.

A thick black haze flowed out of the gap and broke down into two different concentrations of smoke in the air, one rushing straight up to the clouds, and the other pulling away horizontally, as if to obscure the sky.

Townsend and Pfister clasped their swords together, not moving.

The wind from the pitch-black plane accelerated, and the sand flew away: countless black sand and gravel flowed against the ground until they covered the surface of the feet.

"I, I, I... I~" The rough beast roar bass came, and each syllable was overlapped by twenty or thirty identical echoes, which made people listen to it very uncomfortable, as if the heart was about to shake out of the chest: "One of the ~ of the "

Countless shrill cries echoed, seeping out of the pitch-black plane, surging and rushing!

"Whoosh!" two red marks appeared on the pitch-black plane, tall and pointed. In an instant, it passed by Townsend and Pfister!, and then the second "whoosh!" passed by, leaving a hot feeling: and then the third "whoosh!" swept past the third, and the hot feeling turned hot!

The things that rushed out were too fast to see the true face.

But luckily, they weren't abilities that hurt Xing, they just swirled around the black face, stirring up huge airflow sand. It wasn't until the speed slowly slowed down that Townsend and Pfister recognized a stone object nearly sixty meters tall and twenty meters wide.

After the two identified it, they scolded together: "The taste of the sworn enemy is really peculiar!"

These things, the six extremely perverted high-back chairs, are all made of black sè stone, the surface is very reflective, and several burning linear flames extend from the backrests and armrests, gathering into a large fireball where the butt is usually placed.

The red, hot, hot sensation comes from the statue at the top of the chair: or rather, an unusually ugly, statue-like creature that doesn't know what it is. They all opened their mouths wide and lowered their bodies, spitting fiery red magma downward.

The creatures on each chair are different, different in size and type, and the magma that vomits out is also different, but Townsend feels that any kind of magma is finished.

The back of the chair plunged into the sky like a sharp sword, and the magma was the blood on the blade!