"What the Dark Pavilion has done has never been a merit."

"They all say that I am in the dark pavilion, everyone is a ghost, but whoever says a ghost is cold-blooded."

"Dark Pavilion, from today onwards, prepare for war!"

"Start..."

"Shadow Project!"

As the words "Shadow Project" were spoken, the stiff faces of everyone present changed slightly.

This is already the limit of what they can do.

All eyes were on the old man on the left.

"The shadow project lasted 60 years..."

"In all the projects of the entire Dark Pavilion, the importance is the existence of the top three."

"And the project is not yet fully mature."

"I think..."

"It's not the best time."

"It should be started at a more important moment!"

A middle-aged man shook his head slightly, obviously not agreeing with the old man's words.

"There is no better time in the world."

"The opportunity is in your own hands."

"The pavilion master said that the dark pavilion will one day withdraw from the stage of the human race."

"And now, the countdown to the curtain call has begun."

"The Terrans need the Spirit."

"But it's a bad thing that the ghost has been around for a long time."

"Let the Dark Pavilion be in front of the curtain call..."

"Stand in the light for once."

"This is what the Pavilion Master has explained."

The old man's voice was still cold, even a little gloomy, but when he spoke, his voice trembled slightly.

Perhaps, he also wanted to make richer expressions.

But the cold noodles of his life have made him unable to do it.

"We are a group of ghosts roaming the world."

"But..."

"Only for the demons."

"Humans, demons, ghosts..."

"Since ancient times, ghosts... It is also juxtaposed with humans and demons. ”

"How can you be absent from this history book."

Listening to the old man's hoarse voice, everyone fell silent.

Perhaps this is the longest thing the old man has said in the last ten years.

No one continued to refute.

They just got up slowly in this dim conference room, took off the huge hat on the black sweatshirt, and revealed their pale faces.

"The Dark Pavilion..."

"Prepare for war..."

Looking at these cold faces, the old man tried to squeeze out a smile.

It's just that this smile looks so gloomy to outsiders.

"You've been in the night for too long..."

"It's been so long that I've forgotten what the sun looks like."

"This time..."

"Dark Pavilion, see the light."

The old man bowed deeply to the crowd.

Everyone returned the salute.

is obviously a bloody scene, but at this time it seems ghostly...

……

Demon Removal Pavilion!

"Eliminate the demon pavilion, remove the demon!"

"Let the reservists rush to the front every day, and there is no shame in losing people!"

"Grandma's!"

"Prepare for war for Lao Tzu!"

"Sun Lao's war book is all down, if you don't make a big victory, your face will be lost!"

"One counts as one, but anyone who has passed the four senses will be organized for Lao Tzu."

"Our Demon Exterminator Pavilion has also been established... There are..."

"It's been many, many years!"

"We don't lack people."

"Oh, yes, I remember that the previous pavilion master said, what do we have in the Demon Removal Pavilion... What's the plan, you wait..."

The whole strong man stood on the conference table, foaming at the mouth.

As if thinking of something, he jumped off the table and hurried out of the conference room.

Everyone looked at each other.

It was about half an hour before he came back with a ruddy face.

"Hahahaha!"

"I'll just say, I'm not mistaken!"

"Mission Impossible: The Ultimate Demon Plan!"

"That's a cool name!"

"Get ready, this time Lao Tzu wants everyone to know that the men in our Demon Pavilion are also not bad, and they are not afraid of death!"

"Compared to the reserves, how are we different?"

"Even the brains, we are better than them!"

"It's done!"

"Demon Removal Pavilion, prepare for war!"

The strong man danced excitedly!

The following crowd was excited: "Grandma's! ”

The frenzy of this atmosphere is not at all like the leadership team of a department, but more like a group of reckless people!

is obviously such a bloody scene, but it was interpreted by them...

It's like a bandit worshipping the dock.

It's just about drinking a bowl of wine and smashing the bowl again.

But at least, after this moment, the Demon Exterminating Pavilion of the entire human race moved at this moment.

One by one, the members gathered, and the momentum was huge, and they rushed towards the deep mountains on the side of the Demon Pass.

Of course, before leaving, the Hikari group appeared again out of place, interrupting their excitement and launching a round of investigation.

But this did not extinguish the fire in their hearts, but only strengthened their fighting spirit.

……

Ink Academy.

The rest of his life once again sorted out his package, putting one item after another into it, carrying it behind his back.

Eventually, he silently delivered a large amount of energy into the egg, then pushed open the door and left.

There was no nostalgia, not even a second glance at the door.

"At first, I thought... I was able to stand behind him and gallop through the Demon Domain together, but then I found out... Four senses are far from enough. ”

On the rooftop, Zhao Zicheng looked at the back of the rest of his life with a complicated expression.

Sun Wen was sitting on the edge of the rooftop, a little lazy: "I've already looked down on it, ten senses... I can't. ”

"Everyone has their own way, his way is in the demon realm, our road is in the human race."

"But sooner or later, these two paths will merge."

"That is... Demon Suppression Pass. ”

"It's better to be presumptuous... Move forward. ”

Mu Yu said coldly.

Atai just stood in the distance, scratching his head blankly.

"Hehe..."

"Yes."

"I also have to work hard to get into the five sleeps as soon as possible."

"There's a long way to go."

"Bloody and bloody, I can never be missing as an important member!"

Zhao Zicheng took a deep breath, got up sharply, and looked into the distance.

He deliberately wore a retro white dress today.

In the breeze, the white clothes fluttered.

"Heh..."

"Pretending to be a criminal."

Lin Xiaoxiao sneered and mocked untimely, and shouted in the direction of Yu Sheng's departure: "Boss Yu, come on!" ”

"You don't want their special fetishes to know about you!"

As her voice fell, the eyes of curiosity and gossip instantly fell on Lin Xiaoxiao's body.

This gaze made Lin Xiaoxiao subconsciously shudder.

Yu Sheng stood at the school gate, turned around, and looked at a few figures on the rooftop.

"Together..."

"Come on."

"We... See you at the Demon Suppression. ”

Yu Sheng muttered to himself, and finally took his schoolbag and strode away.

In the shadows of the playground, time looks at the back of the rest of his life, a little silent...

"A one-year gap..."

"It's time to work hard."

Time turned around, and the somewhat thin back slowly disappeared into the campus.

(Help move, jet lag disorder, the current mental state is ridiculously poor, don't pretend to be forced, can't roll up, in order to maintain your face, four more for a while... ）

(There are too many updates, I can't think of the plot...) Waiting for the knife man... Well... When the climax of the plot is reached, I will add more appropriate changes. ）