The C.I.A. succeeded in delineating the scope of the eye through a sham operation, and Bahrain was placed under quarantine review. Without the interference of the eyes, the Xingchen Sea Intelligence System immediately started working at high speed.

Soon Nikita, who was acting alone, sent back the news through Jack that Jonathan's position had been successfully locked. With Sula's clue, the CIA only made a slight trick, deliberately revealing a trace of the CIA's investigation of him, and frightened the teenager into fleeing the academy in a hurry to find his uncle for refuge.

Nikita followed him all the way to a small town in the Fisher region. The Edgar government is also desperate to break up the rebels as soon as possible, so it has unreservedly cooperated with the Golden Council's capture of Jonathan.

So, Nikita contacted the secret gendarmes of the Edgar government through the CIA and found a room opposite the house where Sulla was temporarily staying.

A day later, 300 knights from the Knights of Truth arrived in the town and began to set up control around the town. The Flying Carpet Force of Aerial Witchcraft Strikes is also assembled in a valley outside the town, ready to go.

Nikita, who had been watching Sura, finally waited for a man to sneak into Sura's room the next day, and the two quickly left the room.

Nikita, who was lying on the window and staring at the opposite side, immediately picked up the witchcraft communication crystal and connected the channel: "Target leave the room, target leave the room!"

Soon the voice from the other end of the witchcraft crystal came: "Roger!"

CIA agents stationed around the town began to shift their bearings quietly. Then a Nighthawk-shaped reconnaissance sorcery flying carpet was dispatched and followed far away in the sky, and the unmanned reconnaissance flying carpet's own concealed sorcery perfectly concealed its figure.

Through the footage transmitted back by the unmanned flying carpet, the supreme commander of the operation in the military intelligence command room of the embassy began to give orders. Bands of Knights of Truth mounted their horses and went out of the city from different directions. Like a giant pocket board, follow the departed people to each other's camps.

The ten flying carpets in the valley are all ready, and the wizard apprentice who pilots the flying carpet is doing the final checks. The rest of the wizard apprentices each inspect the weapons mounted on the take-off blankets.

Yvonne and the others sat in the military intelligence command room, staring intently at the picture transmitted back by the unmanned reconnaissance flying carpet. Finally, a camp was found in a hidden col.

The unmanned reconnaissance flying carpet immediately adjusted the angle of view, and under the detection of high-precision video witchcraft, the picture of the camp began to zoom in.

"It's confirmed, this is it!" the commander immediately determined that it was the camp in the Bahrain confession according to the layout of the camp.

The telecommunications crystal showed Nikita's face: "Wait! we have to make sure Jonathan is in the camp." "Obviously, the witchcraft images here are connected to Nikita and the others.

"Yes, this time we're going to be sure! Wait!" Yvonne said too.

In the picture, the figures of Sula and the others appeared, already approaching the entrance of the camp. The soldiers guarding the entrance also seemed to notice that they were making some kind of code.

"The Knights assemble, ready to charge," the commander continued to give the order, paying attention to the footage.

Soon, the knights scattered everywhere were armed with riding spears and blunt weapons such as war hammers hanging from their waists, and they were gathering towards the designated location one after another.

Finally, a long-awaited figure appeared in the picture, Jonathan.

"Attack!" Forty-three-year-old Yvonne finally felt a pang of relief the moment she saw Jonathan appear, and this time there were no more accidents. The crow's feet at the corners of his eyes also seemed to stretch slightly, and he involuntarily waved his hand and gave the order to attack.

"The Witchcraft Flying Carpet departs, and the air strike begins!" the commander nodded and gave the order to attack.

Sula rode with her uncle's men all the way through the wasteland. Neither of them spoke along the way. Young Sula had always aspired to become a doctor, but it all seemed to have left him with his girlfriend, the girl who dreamed of holding hands and entering the palace of marriage.

Under the scorching sun, Sulla's forehead was sweating, and the salty bodily fluids stimulated his eyes, causing him to feel a tingling pain, and his mind was dizzy, only the sound of horses' hooves still clattered.

A camp gradually came into view, and a man with a dozen men running towards him on a war horse. It seemed to be his uncle, a group of people with the scorching sun on their backs looked dark in the dazzling sunlight, and their eyes were a little unable to open and see really.

"Sula?" his uncle shouted from afar.

The boy finally had a smile on his face and waved it.

"Jonathan, I miss you!" Sula finally smiled as she stopped in front of Jonathan on her horse.

"I miss you too, look at you, you're getting stronger!" Jonathan reached out and patted his chest, rubbing his head: "Let's go!"

Sura looked around shyly and grinned, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

The group turned their horses' heads, and the rebel officer, who had been in charge of liaison and response outside, suddenly spoke: "Why don't you transfer? You don't reply to the message I sent?" It seemed that this question had been trapped in his mind for many days, and he had not had the opportunity to ask in person until now.

"Why?" Jonathan looked back at him differently, the scar on his face twitching slightly, as if he had guessed that something bad was going to happen. Sula's sudden arrival puzzled him.

"It's been so big that we should move right away. I thought the camp was already empty."

"What's the matter?"

"You don't know?" Sula also asked in surprise, "The extremist religious organization has publicly executed nineteen Knights of Truth!

Jonathan's brows immediately furrowed: "We have been besieged by Waleed's men for three days. They didn't evacuate until not so long ago!"

"So you don't know?" confirmed the person in charge of external liaison in shock.

Everyone who came out of the camp shook their heads together: "After you left with fear, we completely lost contact with the outside world!"

"The Golden Council should have come to us for an explanation, that's why they were besieged" Jonathan's black and white eyes narrowed, muttered to himself, and suddenly turned his head to stare at Sula: "Why are you here?"

"I, I didn't say anything. I found out that the CIA was looking for news about me, and I was scared, so I ran!" Sula was tingling with Jonathan's scalp and quickly cleared up her relationship.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, the crowd had no time to delve into Sulla's question, and it was too late for him to betray or not: "Let's evacuate immediately!" a knight said urgently.

"I'm afraid it's too late!" Jonathan's eyes flickered, and as soon as he finished speaking, there was a buzzing sound in the sky.

Following the sound, ten sorcery flying carpets were already flying at a rapid speed.

"Hidden!" Jonathan grabbed his horse's belly and ran towards a concave cliff.

"Cough!" a weapon-grade sorcery fireball blasted down from the sky like a comet, unable to hide its brilliance even under the dazzling sun.

Rumble!

The gates of the camp were torn apart on the spot.

Immediately after that, the roaring sound of the war horse galloping came, and it quickly approached.

Everyone in the military command room had been paying attention to Jonathan's every move, and immediately three witchcraft flying carpets surrounded Jonathan from three directions.

"Dismount, lay down your weapons, and put your head in your hands!" On the flying carpet that shimmered with the brilliance of witchcraft, the wizard apprentice shouted to the ground through amplified sorcery.

Jonathan laughed at himself, stopped struggling uselessly, jumped off his horse, and knelt on the ground with his head in his hands.

Under the hum of the sorcery flying carpet, three hundred knights of truth rode their horses and roared towards the gap in the camp, and as they passed Jonathan, ten knights were sent into custody. The sorcery flying carpet in the sky clears them of the large buildings that stand in their way.

Three hundred Knights of Truth drove in and quickly dispersed, which was supposed to be a surprise attack. The leader, Jonathan, has been arrested again, and the original defensive facilities such as the arrow tower have been useless under witchcraft. The entire camp immediately fell into a rout, unable to organize any effective defense.

"Well done!" In the military intelligence command room, everyone cheered heartily when they saw that Jonathan was finally tied up and escorted to a witchcraft flying carpet.

was led by the terrorists by the nose, and this time he finally had a decent harvest, and it can be regarded as a temporary explanation to the Golden Council.

"Jonathan arrested!" The news quickly spread in the embassy, and Nina, who was also temporarily quarantined, suddenly sighed slightly when she heard the news. Turning around and disappearing into the crowd, he walked silently all the way to his room in Bahrain.

Gently pushing open the door, Nina looked at Balin a little shyly: "Uh, there's something I want you to help with, is it convenient for you now?"

"What's wrong?" Putting down the pen he was calculating, Balin asked with a strange look up. This shy girl took the initiative to talk to herself for the first time.

"Oh, that, come and see it for me!" Nina seemed a little confused.

Balin inexplicably stood up and walked towards the door, and was about to say something, when suddenly the wizard's heart lost contact with him, and a sudden sense of powerlessness swept through his body. Bahrain looked back at Nina in shock.

The girl, who had always behaved timidly, suddenly smiled coldly: "Shut up and do what I say honestly." Jonathan will not confess to you, but if I am arrested, I can't say!"

"You're the eyes?!" Balin looked at the girl in shock, never dreaming it would be her.

It all started when she was forced and raped by a vulture...... Don't?

"Don't guess, it's more complicated than you think! Let's go, we need a flying carpet of witchcraft!"

At the same time, news came back from the scene that Jonathan asked to redraft a pardon agreement for the speaker for him and his nephew Sulla, in exchange for the true identity of the eyes he would confess.

As soon as the embassy got the news, martial law immediately began, and everyone stayed where they were and waited for the order!

At the same time that this order was given, the abducted Bahrain had already followed Nina on a flying carpet of witchcraft.

"Nina Ragnar! Eyes are Nina Ragnar's daughter!" Yvonne listened to Jonathan's confession in disbelief, she didn't expect it to be the shy girl.

"Arrest Nina Ragnar now!"

The two Bahraini men who stepped on the flying carpet were just about to take off, and the Knights of Truth, who were guarding the place, had already received orders. As soon as he turned around to make a move, the crossbow arrow had already pierced his throat, and Nina completely lost her disguise. Expressionlessly, he raised his hand and crossbow in vigilance.

"Let's go!" held a dagger in the other hand, the tip of which was pressed against Balin's neck.