Two Rank 8 Professionals fell.

Two bloody rains fell one after the other.

Pressed a pause button for the entire Galactic Civilization Center.

……

Galactic Council.

The highest authority of the galactic civilization, in the large conference room.

Sitting on the main podium, Deputy Speaker Kuwan is presiding over a meeting on the main topics of the meeting:

Expand the scope of warfare against the Mother River civilization.

Because, the Galaxy Council has received a report from the frontline command of the Mother River Civilization and knows that the two sides have incarnated gods to participate in the war.

This made this civilization war reach a climax in an instant and enter a white-hot stage.

Compared with the sluggishness of the Galaxy Civilization, the Mother River Civilization seems to have done a rather profound war mobilization, and a large number of masters immediately descended on the battlefield, which brought extremely huge pressure to the front-line command of the Galaxy Civilization.

Presently.

The galaxy civilization is actually in a posture of shrinking defense.

Thousands of planets of life have been destroyed in this war.

Other words.

In this war, the galaxy civilization is currently at a disadvantage.

After receiving this news, the Galaxy Council reacted quickly and immediately summoned the high-level of civilization. In response to this war, extensive arrangements were made.

The galaxy civilization, a huge war machine, has finally begun to run rapidly.

From now on, the orientation of the entire civilization will be completely aimed at this war.

This affects the fate of countless people.

This includes not only the transcendent who are high above, but also the ordinary humans of the indigenous planet.

And for this huge war mobilization, a considerable number of members of the Galaxy Council voted in favor.

The battle of civilization is the trend of the times and the will of the gods, and no one can stop it, otherwise, it will turn into powder.

This is a world of great contention, and only by deeply participating in it can we grasp the pulse of the times and plunder more benefits.

So.

Under a variety of factors, a bill to accelerate the war between the two civilizations was passed.

Even, some people are starting to be a little impatient.

Boom~

Boom~

At this time, suddenly a heavy rain fell.

This heavy rain was quite special, so that the many members of the Galaxy Council who were sitting in the large conference room were discussing fiercely, could clearly hear the sound of rain dripping.

At the same time, an indescribable sadness blew through the walls with a special rhythm and spread in everyone's hearts.

That's to a certain extent. The will of some people was distorted, and some lower-level councillors had red eyes and a cloud of tears, as if they had thought of something sad.

And those eighth-level existences, their expressions became subtle, they had already guessed something, and they knew that there were eighth-level professionals who had fallen.

And, there's more than one.

But.

These people are not talking about it here, but their eyes have become inquisitive and complex, as if they are thinking about something.

In fact, within the spiritual world, countless fluctuations, centered on the Galaxy Council building, frantically spread outward, exploring towards the source of the blood rain, wanting to know more details.

The eighth-level professional is an extremely important existence for the galaxy civilization, with a wide range of influence, and once it falls, it will inevitably be a storm.

They desperately want to know, who are these two who have fallen? Who is the person who made the shot?

……

……

Inside a sprawling green estate.

Eiya stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the blood-red rain fall, watching this meadow grow savagely under the nourishment of the huge spiritual power.

In a short period of time, it has become strange and has the possibility of mutation.

He withdrew his gaze and said to himself:

"A new era is really coming.

"Whenever this happens, the power of fate is unbalanced and affects everyone, including mortals and ...... God. “

He turned around and walked down the hall up the stairs to the second floor, where he beckoned to the butler and ordered him to clear the mess of grass as soon as the rain stopped.

……

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Galaxy Transcendent Academy.

Walking in the blood-red rain, holding a black umbrella, Zhenluo stopped next to a small lake and quietly watched the rain fall.

Suddenly.

He stretched out his palm, and when he came to the edge of the black umbrella, a drop of rain fell into his palm.

In an instant, his eyes became deep, deep.

The entire surface of the lake has become an endless starry sky, which is dotted with countless bright lights.

Followed by.

Zhenluo gently shook his palm, and the rain flew down to the surface of the lake, sending out a strong suction, gathering a certain group of light.

He lowered his gaze and observed carefully, but he could only see a rather vague figure in this light, and could not gain insight into the true identity of this person.

He was silent for two seconds, and then the surface of the lake suddenly shattered and returned to normal, and then he said to himself:

“……… I can't get specific information about this person.

"Well, another strong man who is well-versed in the path of fate."

After sensing the fall of the two eighth-level professionals, he was very interested in the person who made the move, and immediately used his own methods to find out the identity of this person.

But. In the end, it failed.

For this situation, Zhen Luo was not frustrated, in a short period of time, he could kill two transcendents of the same level of eighth-level professions in a row, and he must have quite strong strength.

He had no way of knowing Wei Fang's identity, which was reasonable.

And.

According to his conjecture, Wei Fang should have premeditated this matter, and for this reason, it is estimated that he has made all kinds of preparations, and has already made arrangements to prevent exploration?

Thinking so, he turned around and held the black umbrella. Leave slowly.

……

……

Star of Life.

A lady in a pure white dress, bent over rather reverently, praying with great earnestness, cried out aloud:

"Great Lord of Eternity.

"You are the source of life.

"You are the only one in all things.

"You are eternal, you are destiny, you are everything!!"

Whoa!

Whoa!

At this time, the rain was overwhelmingly sprinkled.

Bai Li sensed all this, frowned, and said to herself:

"Oh?

"There are actually two eighth-level professionals who have fallen in a row, the galaxy is an extraordinary civilization, and nothing like this has happened for hundreds of years, it seems that the opening of this civilization war has indeed made the power of fate boil.

"Some of them have gained favor, while others have lost the favor of fate."

She spread her arms, and within a vast area centered on the Star of Life, a rain of blood gathered by her and poured onto the huge statue next to her.

Her expression became more and more fanatical, more and more reverent:

"Life is a cycle, a cycle.

"It flows from the source, and it will return to the source.

"Great Lord of Eternity, all this. Is it also your arrangement? Do you want to take back the life of all things and become the true one in this world? ”

……

……

Periphery of the Center of the Galactic Civilization.

That kind of huge meteorite belt.

Headquarters of the Dreaded Hands.

A fierce auction is being held, in order to maximize the benefits of this assassination against Wei Fang, Zalan used his own channels to invite many seventh-level peak professionals.

Objective?

Naturally, after the assassination was successful, the eighth-level fate belonging to the Wei side would be auctioned.

This has an indescribable temptation for many seventh-level peak professionals in the arena.

After all, if you want to become an eighth-level professional, one of the three conditions is indispensable, and among them, the most difficult one is to kill an eighth-level existence and plunder the corresponding fate.

If it weren't for the huge resources or enough luck, it would not have been possible.

So.

Now there is a ready-made eighth-level fate, in front of these people, these seventh-level peak professionals, they are all quite excited, almost crazy, can use resources to exchange for this eighth-level fate, even if they give everything, they don't care.

Therefore, this auction is extremely hot and hot, and everyone is bound to win this eighth-level fate.

Listening to the noise below, Zaran smiled with satisfaction.

This assassination, as long as it can be successful.

Not only can you get a reward from the Dream Cult, but you can also get a reward in this auction. Get more resources. At the same time, it can also avenge the original nobleman who died tragically.

Finally, the reputation of the Hand of Fear can be revived again.

It can be described as killing four birds with one stone.

Thinking so, his eyes showed anticipation.

Already fantasizing about the scene of Shuder's return to the DreadHand headquarters.

It's just that.

At this time, the smile on his face suddenly faded, as if he was aware of it, his eyes looked through the heavy buildings, and he looked outside, only to see the blood-colored rain falling from the sky, containing this quite abundant spiritual power?

Not only that, but there is also a sad emotion, which is transmitted to everyone, and even makes the atmosphere of the auction here a lot lighter.

Zaran immediately understood what was going on.

Blood rain tragedy, there are eighth-level professionals who have fallen.

Moreover, based on the two shocks before and after, he was able to judge that there should be two eighth-level professionals who fell at the same time.

His eyes showed a color of interest.

"This is a very interesting thing, the galaxy is an extraordinary civilization, and this kind of thing has not happened for a long time."

Moreover, he also made a guess about this, it should be that this guy Shude has already succeeded and killed the newly promoted eighth-level professional.

But.

There is also a question here, if Shude succeeds, why would he die on two eighth-level existences, which is not in line with the Hand of Fear plan.

Think so.

He was ready to get out of here. Do further investigation, and focus on contacting Shude and asking him about his current situation and the corresponding details.

But.

Before Zaran could make a move, in front of him, a shadow swelled, and a thin young figure was revealed.

His face was solemn, even a little frightened.

He looked at Zaran and stretched out his palm, on which there was a black shadow, faintly, revealing the aura of Shude.

He said in a trembling voice:

"Lord Zaran, it's not good.

"The shadow card that my teacher left here has been shattered, and according to his previous account, this is an extremely ominous phenomenon, which means that he is likely to have fallen."

This young man, one of Shude's most valued students, holds a shadow card that carries the breath of Shude's soul.

But.

Just today, the young man suddenly discovered that the Shadow Card was shattered, and then there was rain falling from the sky, and the combination of these two situations suddenly made him have a very frightening guess in his heart.

His teacher, Grade 8 Profession Shude, one of the pillars of the Hand of Fear, is likely to fall.

Thereupon.

He hurriedly found Zaran and reported the matter immediately.

When Zaran heard this, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he made a gesture of false grip, and the shattered shadow card immediately appeared in his hand.

He lowered his gaze and looked at it seriously for three seconds?

The Shadow Plate immediately began to reassemble and become intact, but this state only lasted for a few seconds before it shattered again and did not really recover.

Seeing this, Zaran's gaze gradually became solemn, he had already approved the young man's statement, Shude had indeed fallen, and the source of the bloody rain tragedy just now actually came from his friend, his partner, the pillar of the Hand of Fear.

It's just that.

Before he could grieve for a few seconds, Zaran thought of another question, you know, just now it was two consecutive falls.

Now, he has been able to determine that one is his partner Shude, so the identity of the other seems to be certain.

After all.

This time, in order to be foolproof, the Hand of Fear sent two eighth-level existences.

Thinking so, Zaran raised his palm and brought it to his lips, and an illusory horn appeared, and he puffed out his mouth and blew hard, causing a storm in the spiritual world, causing ripples in circles and circles.

With the hand of fear at its center, this wave immediately spreads out into the distance, as if receiving some kind of signal.

But.

He waited here for five minutes, and there was still no response.

At this time, Zaran's face was already gloomy as water, but he was not reconciled, and blew the horn in his hand again, and after five minutes, the place was still quiet.

And the horn in his hand became completely transparent.

Now, Zaran was extremely sure that the two eighth-level professionals who had just fallen were actually members of the Hand of Fear, that is to say, the two eighth-level existences who assassinated Wei Fang not only did not succeed, but they all died.

It's weird.

He took a deep breath and said to the young man next to him:

"You stay here and notify these people down there and tell them that the bid is canceled."

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to the farce below, and stepped out, about to pass through the spiritual world, to reach the source of the blood rain tragedy, and wanted to observe the details nearby.

But.

As soon as Zaran entered the spirit world, he felt an unusually powerful wave falling from the highest sky of the spirit world, and they crisscrossed and crisscrossed to outline a huge face.

It was Wei Fang.

He looked condescendingly at the person in charge of the Hand of Fear, his eyes were indifferent, and his voice did not rise or fall in the slightest and asked:

"I, I think I'm a peace-loving person."

"I never like to fight and kill, and I don't have any conflict of interest with the Hand of Fear."

"Your Excellency, do you want to explain it to me?"

He paused, then continued:

"I'm sorry, but you're not in the right position, I'll have to help you straighten it out."

As soon as his words fell, there were one attack after another, one curse after another, sweeping in from all directions.

Suddenly.

Before Zaran could even react, he was stripped of one authority after another, losing most of his power.

Plop!

He involuntarily knelt down.

Wei Fang nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Okay, you explain it to me now."

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Good night everyone, duck, so sleepy!