Originally, there was room for relaxation, and the two sides were not very happy to do it as soon as they met.

But!

The phrase 'they killed the prophet' drove everyone to the edge of the cliff, and there was no way back.

The rebels, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, must take down the waste squad first.

The waste squad was speechless, and No. 1 directly deducted a shit basin, not giving a chance to explain at all!

In the eyes of the rebels, the waste squad was originally here to kill the prophet, and now the prophet is dead, you are not the murderer, who believes it?

This is the real murderer who has been certified by No. 1!

The yellow mud falls off the crotch of his pants, and it's not but is.

In an instant, the two sides exchanged hands.

The Captain is at the front to block attacks as much as possible, while Saturday and the Magician protect their wings, and the explorer turns his wheelchair around to prevent a sneak attack.

Angela crouched beside the corpse, busy with something.

For a time, the two sides fought back and forth, comparable to the scene of the Avengers civil war.

No. 1 stood by the door with a glass of honey water, thinking beautifully,

"The prophet is dead, I am the head of the rebels, the master is dead, I am the number one brother of Paradise Lost, then I still have a fart, in the future, those who love to go to Paradise Lost will go to Paradise Lost, and those who love to stay in the rebels will stay in the rebels."

One even had his new code name in mind.

"Let's call Master Prophet!"

Sounds like it's double the force.

Well, it's number one.

He was so comfortable, and the director and others who were in a bitter battle didn't have such a good treatment.

Saturday had just pushed back an enemy and shouted in a low voice,

"I can't hold it up like this!"

After all, this is the headquarters of the rebels, and the other side is outnumbered.

As time drags on, the rebels will have constant support from afar, and the Sabbath rest is not a panacea, and the rebels will recover sooner or later.

Since infiltrating the headquarters, the Waste Squad has been taking a detour, avoiding fighting the main resistance as much as possible, and trying to maximize the effect of the surprise attack by fighting more and less locally.

But now, all the advantages they have have have been wiped out.

On the frontal battlefield, although the waste team has not yet been defeated, the situation is not optimistic, and the balance of victory is tilting in favor of the rebels.

The explorer dodged a bullet from the back of his head, reminding,

"Something has to be done!"

Their attitude is clear.

Or, surrender.

Or, the director of the garden will come up with a way to turn the tables, so that everyone can successfully complete the task and turn the tables against the wind.

Otherwise, they all have to die!

"Don't worry."

The director of the garden casually blocked a cannonball, much more calmly than the others, and his voice was much calmer.

As long as there are members of Paradise Lost, the director is invincible.

It is precisely because of this that others gave the hope of thinking about a turnaround to the principal.

They were so busy fighting that they didn't dare to distract for a moment.

Use the invincible dean to figure it out!

"Bang-"

The director of the garden held an iron rod and struck it on the ground, and the sound of a wooden mallet was made.

This voice is somewhat familiar to No. 1.

Every time there is a meeting, the principal does this.

The director said in a deep voice,

"Silence!"

In an instant, all voices were stripped away.

Not only that, but most of the people have also slowed down, and everyone seems to be stuck in the mire, whether it is the rebels or the waste squad.

The director had a solemn temperament out of thin air, and said in a deep voice,

"The meeting begins, sit."

In the field, everyone except the director sat down uncontrollably at the same time.

The principal's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

He had mastered this ability for a long time, and had used it more than once before.

However, such a wide range of use is still for so many capable people.

It's too much of a burden for the principal.

All abilities have a price.

The first ability of the director of the garden made him have to stick to Paradise Lost, and completely bind to Paradise Lost, anyone can surrender, but the director cannot surrender.

The second ability [repetition], the price is very simple, the principal's ability to learn new knowledge and new skills is far weaker than other Luden.

It's just that for the principal, there is not much difference between having and not having this ability, and the cost can almost be ignored.

As for this third ability, the Principal named it [Meeting].

Once a meeting starts, it has to go through all the processes, and this is true for everyone affected by the meeting.

That's what happened before.

Of course, the cost of this ability is also terrifying.

The price is. The person who presides over the meeting must work overtime to write the minutes of the meeting without compensation!

Working overtime is a trivial matter, and writing meeting minutes is not a difficult task

Free

It's better to kill him!

The principal concentrated and spoke again,

"The first item on the agenda of the meeting, the death of the prophet."

The rebels had anger on their faces, and it was clear that the death of the Prophet was still affecting them.

"A Ludon dressed in prophetic garments died here, and I know you all think he was a prophet. In fact, after today, the Prophet will not show up, and for the rebels, the Prophet will indeed be a de facto death for some time to come. ”

The principal was talking, and immediately someone raised his hand to speak.

Everyone is Luden, and everyone's brains are very good except for One.

In such a short period of time, they have figured out the role of the principal's ability, and they also know how to cooperate with the principal.

Let's have a meeting!

Who wouldn't?

After receiving permission from the principal, the man asked,

"How can you be sure?"

To this question, the principal confidently replied,

"Because the same thing has already happened once in Paradise Lost."

The master died inexplicably.

After his death, the master never appeared again, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive.

They don't even know if the corpse is a master or not!

Even the scar on the master's neck could not be used as a sign to identify the corpse, because the master had his head cut off and died

What Paradise Lost has, the Resistance will have.

More than 95% of the people present are smart people, so they can naturally figure this out.

If the Prophet chose to fake his death, who was the body?

What are the living prophets going to do?

Another man lifted up his hand to speak,

"I can identify the Prophet, he has a scar on his chest, and his heart has been wounded!"

The headmaster seemed to have anticipated this, and stepped out of his way so that everyone could see the corpse.

"Look closely, this wound is from the chest, as for the heart. The deceased's heart was hit with a huge force and almost turned into a pulp, but his body had no effect, what does this mean, do you need me to explain it to you? ”

The person who spoke was stunned for a moment, and after making sure that what the director said was true, he said to himself,

"Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway."

He is also Luden, and he will not let go of the opportunity to play rotten stalks.

Just as he spoke, a strange smile appeared on the faces of the people in Paradise Lost.

Having a meeting in Paradise Lost and playing bad stalks, but you have to pay a fine.

Apparently, the rebels did not know this.

"The second issue, I want to make a deal."

The headmaster leaned forward and supported more of his body on the iron rod to keep himself from falling as much as possible.

Controlling so many people in a meeting and being able to raise two topics is already his limit.

Explain the death of the prophet in advance and resolve the contradictions that have intensified because of No. 1.

This point, so far, has been done well.

But

If the people of the waste team want to get out of danger, they need to work harder.

Even if the Prophet is not dead, the rebels and Paradise Lost are still in a state of hostility, and the rebels will come up directly when they see the waste squad, which is nothing more than not too desperate.

The advantage that the rebels now occupy allows them to win even if they don't play with their lives.

"The content of the deal is simple."

The director pointed to Angela next to the corpse and introduced,

"She can make the corpse speak, who this corpse is, what happened before it died, what the Prophet wanted to do. The answers to these secrets are all in this corpse.

I want to take this secret in exchange for the rest of us to leave the rebel headquarters alive. ”

In the rebels, there was immediately a desire to refute it.

However, for a while, they couldn't find a reason to refute it.

First, the rebels have always followed in the footsteps of the Prophet, and now that the Prophet is dead, the dragons are leaderless, and no one can make a clear decision and make an idea.

Second, the secret of the corpse really made them very excited.

The rebels were not absolutely loyal to the Prophet either.

No one wants to be a pawn, especially Luden.

They can work together for the same goal for the time being, but that's about it.

What's more, looking at the operation of the prophet, he is preparing to sell the rebels.

If the people of the waste squad are forcibly left behind, the rebels will definitely have casualties, and it is impossible to say who the casualties are.

And the secret of the corpse is everyone's concern.

After today, whether the rebels and Paradise Lost will fight or not are two different things.

After a brief exchange, there was a consensus within the rebels, who agreed to the deal, but with a lot of strings attached.

These qualifications are only to ensure that the interests of both parties are safeguarded.

After all, the director proposed a relatively vague transaction, and there are many details that need to be optimized.

Everyone is Luden, the brain circuits are close to the same, and the negotiation is very efficient.

The moment the director proposed the transaction, he knew that the other party would most likely agree.

Cause?

The Resistance has a huge advantage on frontal battles.

The strength of an individual cannot turn the tide of the battle.

Even if the waste team leaves, the next attack of the rebels will be when Paradise Lost ends.

This is the confidence that strength brings to them.

The deal is done, and the meeting is about to end.

In the last moment, the director said quickly,

"One, your mission has been accomplished, this operation was a success, at least you have five points, no, seven points of credit! The main purpose of our visit this time is to take you back, Paradise Lost also has a temperature, and we will not give up on every comrade-in-arms! ”

All:???

Everyone in the rebels looked at No. 1 in unison, and the content in their eyes was self-evident - you traitor!

You're a traitor!

No. 1 was in a hurry, jumping to his feet,

"I haven't mutined yet!"

However, No. 1 knew very well that as soon as the principal's words came out, whether he was undercover or not, he had to be undercover.

The rebels need someone to take the blame.

The prophet is dead, and the dead need to be sublimated, and they cannot be blamed.

Therefore, I can only suffer one and suffer No. 1, and infamy No. 1 to carry it.

Besides, this operation was originally commanded by No. 1, and the resistance army fell to this point, and No. 1 contributed a lot!

The identity of the 'undercover agent' is exposed, and Number One has no choice but to return to Paradise Lost.

No. 1 casually threw away the honey water, opened his arms, and walked up enthusiastically,

"Principal! I want to kill you! ”

Looking at the number one who walked quickly towards him, the principal's face was as calm as ever, and he did not show any unusual emotions.

Seven steps, five steps, three steps

When Number One stood three steps in front of the principal, the principal moved.

The old man's body burst out with amazing power at this moment, and with his left hand, he pulled out a sharp blade from the iron rod, slashed an afterimage in the air, and slashed No. 1's throat with his backhand!

This sudden change made the vast majority of people present fail to react!

Even if someone could react, they didn't intend to stop the principal.

"You!"

Number One's eyes were full of disbelief, he thought that the principal had come to save him!

Who would have thought that the director would give himself a fatal blow at the last moment?!

Unexpected. You've rebelled too

Number One clutched his throat and was about to say this line.

It turned out that I was fine at all!

"Huh?"

Number One touched his neck, frightened,

"Principal, this joke is not fun!"

Scared the number one to death.

He thought the director was going to kill him!

The director looked at the long knife in his hand, and then at No. 1's neck, and was a little suspicious of life for a while.

Even he couldn't figure out what was going on.

I should have killed No. 1.

Is this the ability of the One Awakening?

Not quite like that.

Because, this guy didn't realize what was going on.

Number One only saw an afterimage, and then felt a chill on his neck, but his neck was fine.

It's okay, it's not gone!

He's fine.

The caretaker is dead.

In the corner, the caretaker covered his neck with his hands, and there was an extremely deep wound on his neck out of thin air, and blood kept gushing out of the wound, and he couldn't stop it.

He wanted to call for help, but he couldn't.

He tried to reach out and pull the person in front of him, but the short distance became out of reach.

He was ignored by the people around him like air, and the blood that rushed out was dripping all around, and he couldn't even breathe.

In despair and helplessness, the caretaker's eyes gradually collapsed, and life slipped out of him.

Until death, the caretaker could not figure it out.

How could he die at the hands of the patriarch No. 1?

And the culprit No. 1, at this time, the head of the garden can hook his shoulders and back, like the best buddy,

"I said, Xiaoyuan, what did you just do?"

The director said coldly,

"See if you have a scar on your neck."

"Earlier, I'll show you myself."

The No. 1 chief breathed a sigh of relief, and was completely sure that the director didn't want to kill himself, so he held the director's hand a little tighter.

"I see! You can only kill the master with this knife, and it will be okay to use it to cut everyone else, just like I did just now, right? ”

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

The two walked side by side, chatting as they walked.

Number One said with a smug face,

"Chief, you see that the prophet is dead now. The heroes of this world are only you and me"

(End of chapter)