This is a classic ghost story.

In the elevator, there was one more person.

Or is there one more ghost?

When the man at the elevator realized it, he stopped at the door, snapped a button, and looked back at everyone sharply.

His gaze swept over the five faces, and he had no way to find the extra guy in the first place.

But don't look for it.

The button he pressed just now will sound the alarm at the first time, and at the same time block the entire elevator and evacuate the headquarters

This is the highest level of alert for the attack on the headquarters.

They have a complete set of processes in place to deal with unexpected situations.

The only thing that needs to be figured out now is - who is that extra guy?

The others noticed his anomaly and asked,

"What's wrong, Guide?"

The guide said vigilantly,

"There is a situation."

"Yes."

A man in the corner spoke,

"Someone has invaded the headquarters."

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the person who spoke.

His face was a little pale, he had a faint smell of perfume on his body, and a silver chain around his neck, which was out of place for others no matter how he looked at it.

The problem is that none of the people present found anything abnormal, until this moment!

"Introduce yourself."

He smiled lightly and said calmly,

"I'm from Paradise Lost, I'm part of the Waste Squad and I'm on a mission to raid the rebel headquarters and take away a piece of waste. Oh, by the way, my name is Sabbath. ”

As he spoke, the people in the elevator fell one after another.

They are all mighty beings, but in the face of the Sabbath, there is no chance to resist, just a look of the face and they are destroyed!

This is the power of rest.

Sabbath bends down and picks up a box.

The box contained a bald head, from the principal.

On the Sabbath, he put his bald head in the palm of his hand, stained it with a little blood, and sent it to the tip of his nose, where he could smell a faint sweetness.

"This guy doesn't have diabetes"

Sabbath shook his head, probably knowing what was going on.

He threw the head down and walked forward.

The prohibition at the elevator door can't stop the Sabbath.

After stepping out of the elevator, the people around him ignored him and were unaware of the existence of the Sabbath.

He awakened in the darkness and bore the name of rest.

As long as he is willing, he can minimize his presence at any time, even if he stands in front of people, the other party will automatically ignore him.

It was a terrifying power, nothing to the Sabbath.

He's seen stronger ones.

Before, in the elevator, the guide was ready to sound the alarm.

He thought he had succeeded, but he didn't.

Sabbath did not go directly to one or two, but followed the map and came to the outside of the monitoring center.

A qualified headquarters should not have such a place.

It's a pity that after the No. 1 came, out of personal habit, the monitoring system was put together.

Sabbath knew there would be such a place because he knew the style of One.

This is number one.

Recklessly walking into the surveillance center, Sabbath stood in front of a machine and removed a chain from his neck.

At one end of the chain, a small pendant is tied, which looks like a coffin.

This is the coffin he can't leave.

The coffin that was poured with cement by No. 1 was just an impostor.

Without anyone checking the Sabbath, he easily left the coffin and stood in a safe place, watching as the coffin was sealed with hundreds of tons of cement.

Then, he successfully infiltrated the most central place.

In front of the monitoring screen, a technician sits.

Sabbath asked,

"If this place is destroyed, will the rebel headquarters be paralyzed?"

The technician was stunned for a moment, not intending to answer the question.

However, a sticky note was attached to him.

[Sincerity for sincerity].

Except for Angela, this skill is powerful in anyone's hands.

The technician replied truthfully, "Yes." ”

Soon, his expression changed from surprise to horror and finally to peace.

The entire transformation took less than three seconds.

He rested in peace.

Before resting, the technician's last thought,

"There is an enemy invasion, don't panic, this is the highest level of defense, no one can break through."

Sabbath held the coffin in his hand, and a wave of darkness enveloped his right fist.

Without any reason, he threw a punch at the machine in front of him.

The coffin in the palm of his hand went away in an instant!

Countless darkness poured out, eroding everything it could touch, and as the various lines spread, everything fell to rest!

At the moment when the Sabbath coffin went berserk, the entire rebel headquarters monitored, firepower, and intelligent networks. It's all out of order!

The Resistance, like Paradise Lost, are unable to cultivate true artificial intelligence.

Any being that has the potential to become intelligent beings will be contained by Brave New World.

Therefore, in the face of the sudden attack on the Sabbath, the headquarters of the Resistance was paralyzed in an instant!

When the actors leave the stage, the lights go out, just like a scene on the stage falls.

You sing and I'll take the stage.

In the darkness, I don't know how many souls are restless.

The next scene is slowly kicking off

The eighteenth floor of the rebel headquarters, the endless corridor.

Zizi –

After a brief sound of electricity, all the street lights went out!

Sisyphus, who stood at the top of the streetlamp, was also plunged into darkness.

He realized for the first time that this was an enemy attack!

But where is the enemy?!

They clearly killed everyone in the waste squad and successfully defused this crisis, why are there still enemy attacks?!

A sense of foreboding loomed over Sisyphus, and things seemed to be going in the worst direction.

Zone D24.

Rows of Ludon's corpses were placed on both sides of the road, and nothing unusual was visible.

Among them were four bodies, slightly mutilated.

They are props made by magicians, some are clay sculptures, some are paper figures, and some are sugar figures

In the darkness, the four corpses moved.

"Whew-"

A man sits up from the clay sculpture and breathes in the fresh air.

Saturday was frightened and asked in a low voice,

"Did the plan work?"

The magician also got up from the paper figure, looked around at the darkness around him, and nodded slightly,

"Looks like Sabbath has infiltrated the monitoring center without incident."

The garden grew up with some difficulty, so Saturday got up and went to help him.

After rescuing the director, they noticed that the explorer, who was sealed in the sugar man, was about to suffocate to death

The three of them hurriedly rescued the explorer, took out the equipment, and directly oxygenated his brain.

If the rest of the body is broken, it can be repaired.

Save the brain first.

After a brief moment of unconsciousness, the explorer slowly opened his eyes.

He said indignantly,

"Why am I hiding in the Sugar Man?!"

The magician shrugged his shoulders and was also helpless,

"If you are all paper figures, it is easy to find out."

The explorer escaped death, and the director was not in a very good state, and his heart was obviously a little uncomfortable.

Now that he has no crutches, he can only use an iron rod instead to support his body.

The headmaster shook his head and spoke hoarsely,

"Using these props to cover up is very risky in itself, and if the commander of the other side is a little more cautious, we are likely to be exposed."

When a magician makes a dummy, he can clearly use the same method to make five corpses.

According to Luden's thinking, this is the most efficient option.

The magician's extra move means that there must be a demon when things go wrong.

"Anyway, the plan is half the battle."

Saturday regained his composure and said slowly,

"This operation was very successful, and the most important thing was that we used the ability of the Forsaken first, so that we could hide all the real plans, and even when we executed the plans, we would not reveal our true strategic intentions, because we didn't know what we were going to do."

The note for the Forsaken is also available on Saturdays, so it is not difficult to make.

"The Forsaken's abilities can only be auxiliary."

The headmaster shook his head and looked at the magician, with a slight exclamation in his tone,

"I didn't expect your magic to be so magical."

"The director praises it."

The magician bowed slightly and explained,

"Fake death is a classic magic."

They infiltrated the rebels, and they used fake death.

Ludon likes to let people fake their deaths a few times, and also make people die a few more times.

It's just that this time the plan is more complex and bold.

The first time they faked their deaths, they managed to infiltrate the rebel headquarters and came to the Endless Corridor.

At the same time, encounters with the grave keeper, Sisyphus and other enemies.

In the hands of the enemy, the sticky notes and magic props they carry with them can make them come out of their shells at the moment of death.

Ludon's DNA is all the same, and identification is useless to them.

After the escape, the crowd appeared in the props made by the magician before, these props are natural disguises, and no one will notice this corner.

Moreover, in order to avoid being suffocated, the director and others deliberately opened an opening for ventilation when they acted before.

Paper figures and clay sculptures are all good to say.

The explorer was assigned to the Sugar Man, and the sugar melted and blocked his airways, nearly suffocating him.

It's a bold plan that can be hidden.

Not only does it need unbridled ideas, but it also needs terrifying execution, and the four of them have to 'die' again at the critical moment.

Not everyone has this awareness.

Fortunately, they were Ludon, and they did.

The second suspended animation of the four successfully created an opportunity for Sabbath to infiltrate and destroy the Rebels' headquarters.

The time and place are favorable, and they are no longer on the side of the rebels.

Judging by the feedback from previous encounters, it seems that the rebels have changed to a stupid leader.

This guy is as stupid as number one.

In this way, the people are gone.

The two sides are back on the same starting line again.

The four members of the Waste Squad regrouped, and there were still a number of capable people at the rebel headquarters.

In the end, it is still unknown who will kill the deer.

"Don't bother."

The elder gasped for breath and said weakly,

"After the Sabbath destroys all the surveillance and firepower, it will also fall into a state of rest, and we must break through as soon as possible."

Before we go, there's one last thing.

The principal looked around and said, "Report on the status of each other." ”

Saturday spread your hands,

"My notebook has been taken away, and there is no way to make sticky notes at the moment, so I need paper and pen before I can go back to war."

As he spoke, he looked at the magician, expecting him to conjure up pen and paper.

The magician didn't do magic, but honestly took a pen and paper out of his pocket and handed them to Saturday.

He explains,

"My abilities have been sealed by a guy called the Spellbreaker, and I must find him and solve this matter before I can do magic again."

Although he succeeded in breaking the golden cicada's shell, the ability of the lawbreaker was still in effect.

The magician didn't say he was going to kill the other person, but wanted to solve the problem.

The reason is simple, he is afraid that after killing the spellbreaker, the spellbreaker's ability will take effect permanently.

This means that his magic will be sealed forever!

Like the magician, the head of the garden was also hit hard, and the pain in his heart affected his next actions, and the old man was obviously much weaker than before.

Although the magician said this, everyone did not take it seriously.

His abilities are so strange that who knows what else he can pull out.

This guy, the water is very deep.

All eyes were on the explorer.

The explorer sighed,

"Have you seen an anime called Beast House, I feel like I'm similar to Joe in it"

He pointed to his weak legs, apparently unable to stand up from the prolonged suffocation.

These legs were not his, they were connected by the magician with magic, and now they are incapacitated, which is also reasonable.

The explorer proposed,

"Why don't you leave me here, my abilities won't be of much use anyway."

The director shook his head, insisting on bringing the explorer with him, even if the other party was a drag oil bottle.

As for the reason, it's simple.

The Prophet said that the fellow was among the people.

Anyone could be that guy, so explorers can't leave the group.

"Okay."

The explorer quickly regained his spirits, and the corners of his mouth hooked,

"Luckily, I was well prepared and brought a folding wheelchair with me when I set off."

As he spoke, he pulled out a wheelchair from his backpack, sat on it, and spun around in a restorative circle.

Seeing this wheelchair, the director and Saturday glanced at each other and understood each other's eyes.

This is no ordinary wheelchair.

This is the master's wheelchair.

Why is the master's wheelchair in the hands of the explorer

What did he want to say when he took out this wheelchair?

The explorer didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and beckoned to everyone,

"Without further ado, let's go!"

The director nodded slightly,

"Okay."

In the dark, the four of them set off again.

The first opponent they will have to deal with is Sisyphus, the master of the Endless Corridor.

The four of them joined forces again, and their combat power rose more than a notch, and Sisyphus was not their opponent at all.

It was an unfair battle that was doomed from the start.

Soon, there was a muffled sound in the darkness.

Sisyphus falls to the ground, everything about him is taken from him, and the four break through and set out on the road to save the waste again.

Not long after they were gone,

In the fifth dummy, a person sat up.

The dummy was made of clay, but there was no open hole in the front, and no air poured in.

There was no way to fake death a second time on the Sabbath, so the director and the others only opened the four dummies that needed to be used.

Even so, the man was not suffocated.

Standing up, he swayed to his body, trying to find his way in the darkness.

Soon, he found a direction, first a few steps back, and then staggered forward.

Eventually, the figure disappeared into the darkness

(End of chapter)