Chapter 689: The Banner of the Chief Adult

At the same time, the gray-haired elder stared at the blood-like sky, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Behind him, a hurried footstep was heard.

Immediately after that, someone shouted: "Chief! You have to get out! ”

"The person who came is one of the Three Pillars of the Old Dominator, the black goat representing the [Darkness], Shabu Nicholas!"

"The money doesn't come to the demon suppressor, and the envoy is still delaying the other party, but his heart is broken, and he can't hold it back for too long!"

The chief said lightly: "Go?" ”

"Have you ever seen a chief who left his people behind and was the first to flee?"

The bloodied guard said in despair: "Commander! It doesn't matter if you lose Kyoto! As long as you're alive, there's hope for Middle-earth! ”

The chief shook his head: "No, you don't understand. If I'm gone, the spirit of Middle-earth will be gone. ”

He strode over to his large desk, then opened the drawer and pulled out a red battle flag.

The color of this battle flag was not bright, and it was even a little dark red, a bit like the blood that remained on it after it was dyed red.

He stroked the flag gently, and then with a wave of his hand, the flag spread out like a waterfall, and the golden stars on it bloomed like bright stars.

The chief turned his head and said, "Help me find a combat uniform, and then gather all the soldiers in the Governor's Mansion who can still fight, and go to the battlefield with me!" ”

The guards, covered in blood, instantly became excited.

You must know that after the advent of the end of the Dharma era, the strength of everyone's soul has increased.

Even some of the pride of the heavens directly reached the B level of soul overnight!

There has always been a rumor in the Governor's Mansion that the Governor has actually been affected by the end of the Dharma era, and his soul has skyrocketed.

He is also the seventh generation of the chief of Middle-earth, adhering to the national fortune.

Once you become an exorcist, you must be one of the top masters in Middle-earth.

But this statement is just speculation, and no one knows whether the chief is an exorcist or not, and how strong he is.

Now the chief has to wear combat uniforms and go to the front line in person, not to mention anything else, the morale boost alone is huge!

Even the chief is not afraid of death, so what else is there to be afraid of?

The guard saluted, then trotted away.

After he left, the chief elder gently stroked the slightly worn banner and whispered, "Six seniors, you haven't been on the battlefield for a long time, right?" ”

"But this time the enemy is a little different, and I don't know if you can withstand it."

On the flag, dark red spots of light flickered faintly, as if in response to the words of the seventh generation chief.

……

It's the same time.

In the Kyoto First Academy of Sciences, Zhang Shijie was already standing at the top of the experimental building.

He didn't make a rash move, but his deep gaze had already looked far away, and he had seen it for a long time.

He saw the demon suppressors go one after another, but they all died at the hands of the old gods.

He saw the fire burning all around, and he didn't know how many people were forced out and killed by the old gods.

He saw a bloody hole in the heart of the money that didn't come from, but he was still fighting.

Then Zhang Shijie closed his eyes.

A little bit close, a little bit close!

Suddenly, a figure jumped up, and then naturally sat next to Zhang Shishi.

The person who came was wearing a white academician uniform, and it was obvious that he was a senior academician of the First Academy of Sciences of Middle-earth.

He whispered, "We can't do it yet." ”

Zhang Shijie said: "How long will you have to wait? ”

The white-robed academician smiled bitterly: "That weapon is still being debugged, and because it is an experimental product, we can't guarantee its safety." ”

Zhang Shijie pointed to the blood-colored sky and said word by word: "Now all those who can fight in Kyoto have come forward." ”

"Every minute, every second, someone is dying! The money doesn't come to suppress the demon envoy and even die, but he is still fighting with this dead body! ”

"Academician Chen, do you want me to continue to wait?"

Academician Chen said categorically: "Even if they all die, you have to wait!" ”

"The strength of the black goat's soul has exploded! In the whole of Kyoto, no one is his opponent! Even if that weapon succeeds in hitting him, it won't kill him! ”

"Without this weapon, you will be sent to death if you go up!"

Zhang Shijie was silent.

After a while he said, "I'll wait another ten minutes!" In ten minutes, I'll find a way to kill the black goat! ”

"You'd better speed up!"

Ten minutes......

Zhang Shijie can only wait for ten minutes.

He is self-aware, the black goat is the top powerhouse who has gone to the extreme, even if he is now in the realm, he is also the peak of the god level, and it can be said that he is standing at the top of the pyramid.

He is only an S-rank, and he is not sure at all whether he can kill the black goat.

But he had to do it.

Because in the whole of Kyoto, he is the only S-class powerhouse

……

Also at this time, in the first prison of the Demon Suppression Tower, three thousand demon suppression instructors had been assembled.

But they didn't set off, they waited.

They are waiting for Yang Zhen Prison.

He is also the warden of the Demon Tower.

At this time, Yang Zhen Prison was standing at the position of the sixth-layer Demon Town Tower, staring at the three prisons in front of him with blazing eyes.

There are only three prisons in the sixth layer, and three A-level peak powerhouses are imprisoned.

The prison on the far left seemed to be empty, but the occasional flash of electric arc on the iron bars of the prison could reflect a shadow that seemed to be nothing.

In the middle cell, a little boy who was only seven or eight years old was imprisoned.

The little boy was undressed, naked, skinny, and looked very well-behaved and cute.

Only when he opened his mouth would he be surprised to find that his mouth was full of fangs.

The prison on the far right is even more interesting.

It was a black snake more than three meters long.

An S-class snake.

Yang Zhenjiao looked at the three prisons in front of him, and said expressionlessly: "My meaning has been clearly expressed, one life for another!" ”

"As long as you can kill an S-class old god, I will release you unconditionally on behalf of Middle-earth!"

"All you need to do is engrave your name with your soul on the pledge!"

The black snake that was more than three meters long suddenly spoke: "S-class? ”

"Are you Chinese cabbage when you are S-grade? Say kill or kill? ”

"We're just the peak of A-grade, even if we want to kill, we can't do it!"

Yang Zhenjiao said coldly: "The difficulty is indeed very high, but if you want to think about it, you are sentenced to life imprisonment, if there is no accident, it is basically impossible to come up with it in this life." ”

"That's all I have to say, join or refuse, you can make your own choice."

The little boy grinned, his fangs full of fangs that made him look terrified.

He said, "We only kill false gods!" If you want to kill an S-class true god, unless you go to the seventh layer! ”

At the mention of the seventh layer, everyone couldn't help but feel very creepy.

Even the seemingly empty prison shows a slim figure looming.

The prisoner in that prison turned out to be a girl!