Zakang complained that they didn't care about the attack on Star Castle in the assassin world, and used them as cannon fodder, which is actually wrong.

While the Stars do this kind of on a regular basis, at least this time it's different.

Team K was sent by the Hunters, and Wesker was directly under the leadership of the Warlocks, and two of the three mentors of the Star Society became interested in this world.

Coupled with the fact that a bunch of B-class personnel were trapped in it, the sudden loss of contact made the situation rise to a very complicated level.

The castle of the stars has become a mess.

The department responsible for monitoring many vassal worlds is as noisy as a frying pan, and they have also encountered world disconnection, but they have never been as treacherous as this one.

The World Gate of the 11 B-Rank squads was cut off from the Star Fortress at the same time, and after an emergency overhaul, it was confirmed that it was not their own problem, and the problem must have arisen on the side of the Isu Assassin World.

This was clearly a trap for them, and unfortunately the truth was discovered seven months late.

Higher up in the Star Castle, the three great gurus gathered here.

Both the hunter and the warlock were silent, apparently distracted by the situation and unwilling to talk, but the swordsman beside them looked elated, even grabbing a bag of potato chips and pushing his mask up to reveal his lipstick-smeared mouth, clattering the snack from an unknown world.

Looks like it's none of your business.

This is normal.

Because this guy did come to see the fun.

To be more precise, as soon as she knew that the Warlock and Hunter had stepped into the pit, she immediately ran to watch and laugh wildly.

She herself does not even hide this at all.

Last time, it was her people who messed up in the world of Team K and made her disgraced, and she was mercilessly ridiculed and blackmailed by two bastard colleagues, but she didn't expect this life to come so quickly.

Now it's the swordsman's turn to eat the big melon in front of him.

"Can't you go out and eat before you come in?"

The hunter was so distracted by the rattling sound that she scolded the swordsman in a vicious voice:

"No snacks are allowed in the office area of Castle of the Stars! Look at the debris you've got all over here, is your mouth open?"

"Who says you can't eat here? The rules you just set?"

The swordsman was unimpressed.

She changed into a more comfortable position in her seat, and lay down admiring the hunter's impotent rage, and as she threw the potato chips into her mouth, she said in a long voice:

"Oops, some people are so disdainful that they take their temper out on innocents, but it's okay, I understand your mood right now.

Just like I felt last time.

It feels bad to step on shit for no reason, right?

Come on, eat potato chips and suppress the shock, what a big deal, isn't it just a bunch of idiots trapped in a B-class world? I have a little confidence in my cannon fodder.

They're not as weak as you think."

"Shut up!"

This time it was the Warlock who spoke.

The grim spellcaster sat in his dark wooden chair and said in a gloomy tone:

"A B-class world finding a way to cut off one or two world gates is still within the normal range, but this time the projection of the 11 world gates was cut off at the same time, and the energy disturbance required to do so is quite terrifying. ….

If you don't understand, then I'll take care of your poor thinking skills in a simpler way.

This is an energy level that shouldn't be in a B-class world at all!

We were scammed.

From the time we discovered that world until now, they have been pretending to be weak and luring enemies in."

The hunter walked around the office with her arms crossed, and she summed it up briefly in a man's voice:

"Clever hunters often appear as prey. The most important thing now is not to find the cause, the two of you, we have to break the blockade immediately and get our people out of it

Pick it up.

If they make such a big fight, it means danger.

The later we act, the more threats our people have."

"I wondered."

The swordsman said in a strange voice:

"Isn't it just a bunch of B-class personnel? Is it worth the two of you so much? Last time, 27 B-class personnel died inexplicably, and I didn't see you two so nervous.

He was even in the mood to blackmail me at the time.

Come, relax, nothing will happen."

The Warlock and the Hunter immediately completely ignored the swordsman who had come to look for trouble today, and both of them turned their heads to look out of the office at the same time, and they could both feel the core of the Coordinating World Gate projection not far away vibrating abnormally.

Although it has not yet affected all projections, this tremor is already a sign of an ongoing escalation.

"They're trying to crack the mystery of the world's gates."

The warlock whispered:

"The perception of the World Gate itself has been triggered, and if this continues, the projection of the 11 World Gates will be completely shattered, and our last connection with that world will dissipate in the stars.

We're going to have to speed it up."

"You mean that we will lead a 'forced crossing' without passing through the world's gate,"

The hunter hesitated for a moment and said:

"This reminds me of the early mode of action of the Stellar Society, when the World Gate had not yet been forged, wouldn't it be too risky to play this kind of 'World Airborne' when the other party was obviously already prepared?"

"We don't have a choice."

The warlock stood up neatly and said:

"Get ready, this time the three of us go together! Gather your guards and the Council of Twelve, and don't look for ordinary members for this.

They can't handle it."

With that, the warlock got up and took a step back, disappearing into the office in the flip of the dark cloak behind him.

The hunter also wanted to leave, but was stopped by the swordsman getting up.

She glanced at the latter's fingers, which were covered with potato chip crumbs, on her wrist, and immediately said in a cold tone:

"You want to fight? You know I don't like people touching me!"

"Oh, don't be so angry."

The swordsman immediately let go, but she approached the hunter and whispered:

"The nasty guy is finally gone, I just wanted to ask you what the hell is going on this time? The two of you are not people who panic when something happens, because it's not often that you panic like this at the same time.

There's definitely something wrong with that.

You tell me that I'll do my best to help you when we're over, or I'll be fishing. Both your and the Warlock's world-traveling abilities are adventurous.

You know, this kind of frontal assault has to be done by me." ….

"You..."

Seeing that this guy was threatening, the hunter was a little speechless for a while.

She was silent for a moment, and then whispered to the swordsman:

"How much do you know about the Assassin world that is going on right now?"

"Not much, that is, as the organization has propagated, a very rich world, rich in all kinds of excellent weapons and armor, as well as mysterious ancient knowledge, there may be some mystic powers, but the outward performance is not outstanding Balabala."

The swordsman crossed his waist and said:

"My subordinates have gone on expeditions to find good things, but I don't think there will be such a 'natural treasure trove' in the dark stars, you see, although I am not as cunning and clever as you two, I have always been wary of the treasures that come to my door.

That's my principle.

And this vigilance allowed my people to avoid this trouble perfectly."

"Staying away from doubts also makes you miss out on some important information."

The hunter shook his head and said:

"There is something wrong with that world, and there is a supercivilization within it, an ancient civilization that can be rated as a super-A-level force.

And that

Civilization predicted the shock catastrophe tens of thousands of years ago, and presumably prepared for it.

The Warlock's side had apparently noticed the clues, so he sent his A-class personnel to investigate, and I had my men tracking the matter.

But this time, less than 12 hours after people from both sides entered, there was a problem of being cut off.

What do you think is the reason for this?"

"Bad luck?"

The swordsman tilted his head and said:

"Or did they really find some clues?"

"I feel it now."

Mr. Hunter did not answer directly, but said in a suspicious tone:

"A collective lockdown of this magnitude shouldn't be directed against the pioneers we sent, it's likely coming at us, I mean one of the three of us."

"Impossible!"

The swordsman immediately shook his head and said:

"How can they be so bold? Even if there were super civilizations, now their power has long since slipped, and unless they have a superman or a Thor born there, they can't help us.

We don't need the World Gate to cross the world, and even if we can't beat it, can't we run?"

"Alas, you really make me envious of this brain occasionally."

The hunter said quietly:

"In your eyes, all problems will eventually come down to the confrontation of forces, and such simple thinking allows you to avoid any conspiracy, to be honest, I really envy it.

Never mind.

Prepare yourself, we'll be over in a moment."

"You call me stupid and beat around the bush, but I don't know as much as you."

The swordsman snorted, stretched his body again, and said:

"Oops, such a simple and crude transgression makes me feel like I'm back in my youth, when we just got together and didn't break so many rules.

How we should do our work and do things is a temporary decision, and it is up to our temperament.

At that time, you were not so venomous, the warlock was not so gloomy at that time, and the three of us were still so simple at that time, I really thought that everyone was looking for a way out for the future of the infinite stars.

Every day is so fulfilling. ….

What is it like now?

It's the same as a fucking zombie..."

"Do you miss the past?"

The hunter suddenly asked:

"You know, we can actually go back in time..."

"Impossible!"

The swordsman, who was still smiling just now, suddenly said in a cold tone:

"After seeing so much blood, having done so much murder with your own hands, and seeing innocent worlds reduced to ruins and sacrificed as bargaining chips because of your and my actions, who can pretend that none of this exists?

Even so, I can't do it without heart and lungs.

As for you...

I don't know what you're planning, and I don't care, but I'm going to advise you, hunter, not to mess around with those bad guys who have eight hundred hearts and eyes in the blink of an eye.

They'll sacrifice you if necessary, just as you used the D-class as cannon fodder.

Believe me.

They will not hesitate to make up their minds when it is time to do so. You've been to my world, you know what's going on there, and I know your story."

The swordsman snorted and said:

"Essentially, you and I are the same kind of people, we are good at action but not good at planning, your brain is indeed better than mine, but it is far from being compared to conspirators.

Beware of being used as a gun by them.

Come on.

That's all I have to say, whether I like to hear it or not."

After saying that, the guy picked up his snack bag and turned around with a chirp, tore open a black space-time rift, and jumped in, leaving the hunter alone in the office silent.

The relationship between the three mentors of the Stars Society, the Hunter, the Warlock, and the Swordsman, is very delicate, and for the hunter who has already decided to be a "little bongxian", the warlock is a yin

Shen can't get around the opponent.

And the swordsman...

This guy looks stupid, but he can't see through it.

The hunter didn't know if she would be an enemy after all, but the only thing that was certain was that there must be a force behind the swordsman, otherwise she wouldn't be able to sit in this position at all.

For now, they are neutral.

After two hours of mobilization, the Triumvirate of the Stars reunited, this time with the personal guards of each of the Triumvirate and members of the Council of Twelve.

With the exception of Wesker, who was already trapped in the Assassin world, the other eleven were all present.

"I'll be a pioneer!"

The swordsman holding a devil's helmet excitedly announced:

"When I tear open the rift, you'll jump in. The target world has launched a shameless head-suck on us! This is equivalent to a direct declaration of war, and you don't have to leave you alone."

"The Cleaners have gotten the signal."

The warlock also said in a gloomy tone:

"Once we've stripped off the high-energy space-time disturbance, the warband will enter to complete the next cleanup, an unplanned invasion.

But it shouldn't be difficult for you."

"Let's go!"

The hunter with the sword at his waist finally concluded:

"Everyone, protect yourselves."

After saying that, the swordsman bravely buckled his helmet on his head and waved his hand.

A black two-handed blade surged in the firelight of his palm.

The pungent smell of sulfur poured from the fire burning around her, and in the tearing of the invisible space with her reach, it opened a path to the world of the Assassins in a very rough way. ….

The three great mentors all possessed the ability to directly cross the realms without going through the gates of the world, which was the capital of their lives, but such a brutal frontal intervention could only be done by a swordsman.

Just like her code name, it's simple, brutal and efficient.

"I see them!"

The swordsman said with a full sense of war:

"These guys are preparing for a war, they're confident, they're awesome! My blade is too much to bear!"

"Huh"

The black space-time vortex was torn apart, and the swordsman rushed in first.

The three members of her faction in the Council of Twelve followed, but before they could get close to the swordsman's vortex, an unstoppable force surged out of the swordsman's torn rift, like a sharp sword sweeping across the upper echelons of the Star Castle.

In an instant, the dome of the top third of the castle was cut.

The rift torn by the swordsman quickly closed as a man turned on his back, and the warlock looked up to see the projection core of the Gate of the World higher begin to click.

"Not good!"

He exclaimed:

"World coordinates are failing! There's a device over there that can interfere with the rules of space-time! There's another trap in the trap! Pull her out!"

"It's too late!"

The hunter's entire robe was filled with the hunting sound of the energy impact, and she shouted as she opened the silver light door following the traces left by the swordsman:

"Warlock, give me a sign! Hurry."

"Hum"

The dark red magic flashed on the hunter's body, and the next second she herself disappeared into the silver light curtain, and then all the vibrations and conflicts stopped in an instant, and the projection core of the World Gate above everyone's heads also shattered in a scream.

"This TM is a B-class world?"

A guy in a crimson tightsuit in the crowd covered his face and crotch and let out a high-pitched, nervous scream like he had been kicked, and he yelled:

"How do you look at this movement, it's super A-class, right? Hey, what do you do intelligence work!"

"No, Wade, shut up!"

Shazam "Thunder", one of the twelve councilors who has studied magic, has a serious face and examines the remaining energy here, and he whispers

：

"They're the ones who activated some of the devices! Obviously, they themselves couldn't control the device well, otherwise the impact just now would have been strong enough to destroy the half-dimensional foundation of the Star Fortress.

It should be some kind of 'ancient ruin' or 'ancient artifact' that exists in that world, most likely disposable, as often happens after civilization has degenerated."

"Now is not the time to discuss this."

The warlock said in a cold tone:

"The World Gate projection core has collapsed, I need to go and see its body, you maintain order here first, and don't talk too much about what is happening here.

Don't worry.

They're alive, I can feel it."

---

"! This time I'm down."

On a snow-capped cliff in the Assassin world, a swordsman who had just been hit by a strange energy would fall into the snow in embarrassment.

The armor on her body was shattered, and her beautiful figure was almost completely shredded, and she vomited blood as she said to the hunters who came to her aid:

"You shouldn't have come! You bastard's crow's mouth is right, it's a trap for the three of us, and we stupidly jumped in.

It feels like getting punched head-on by Superman..."

"Say less."

The hunter will be angry, too.

She tried to pick up the swordsman, but in the next moment, in the snow in front of the two of them, a figure in a black suit and a golden cloak emerged from the blizzard.

The latter still had the crystal high heels worn by office clerks on her feet, a black braid hanging low on her chest under the hood, and a golden snake bracelet looming over her flicking left wrist.

"Maraka!"

She stopped in front of the two of them, glanced at them, and said in a foul voice:

"The juniors of these years are rough and unreliable, why are there two of them? Alas, I don't know if my old arms and legs can withstand it..."

P:

Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, I wish you all a happy new year! Tomorrow will be 15+3, and the Lantern Festival will be added, I wish you all a happy New Year.

Handsome dog Frank