The largest city in the United Kingdom, Prien.

A group of men dressed in black and hooded with bulging backpacks rushed into the headquarters of a bank on the side of the street.

"Get down!Get down!Get down!Get down!!!"Bang bang!

The gunshot instantly detonated the nerves of everyone around, and the screams rang out immediately, but they were immediately suppressed, and several security guards surrounded them from both sides, and the pistols in their hands were about to be raised, and they were immediately knocked to the ground by two gunshots.

The scene drew a subtle scream again.

There were also people in the bank who were withdrawing money to handle business, and there was also a salesperson at the counter, who quickly and calmly pressed the alarm through the thick bulletproof glass.

Woo~~~

A piercing alarm sounded suddenly, and the entire bank roller shutter door was quickly lowered automatically.

"Get rid of him. The man in the black hood did not panic in the slightest, and whispered to his companion.

One of his companions smiled, took something from his waist, and threw it at the door.

The black thing suddenly spun at high speed, and emitted a faint red light, which directly caused the roller shutter door to stop pulling down, but instead retracted upward.

The Black Hood Leader walked over to the counter and came face to face with the teller inside.

Boom!

His hand smashed the glass in an instant, and the bulletproof glass more than ten centimeters thick directly grabbed the head of the teller inside.

With a snap, the skull exploded into a cloud of blood under his hand.

"Ahhh

Not even bulletproof glass could stop the man.

A clear smile can be seen on the leader's face with a mask.

"Come on, come on, hey, hey, Cachudis, what are you going to do?"

The black mask of more than ten meters behind him quickly began to install something inside the bank in an orderly manner.

More than ten minutes later. The group rushed out of the bank and into a cul-de-sac on the side of the street, as if they had disappeared. It never appeared again.

Bang!!!

With a deafening explosion, the headquarters of Prion's largest British bank of 10 billion yuan was turned into a sea of fire, and the entire bank building began to break off from the first floor, and fell down with a bang.

The bank building, which is tens of meters high, is like a dying giant, falling with a huge shadow, and pressing hard against the block below.

Rumble!

Broken glass walls splattered everywhere, and cement collided with each other. The vehicle was squashed so hard that someone didn't have time to run out and was buried directly under the building. Some people were also scratched a little, crawling away with blood, people around them shouted loudly, and some took out their mobile phones to call the emergency police. Someone hid behind a solid wall. More people are running in frenzy.

"At noon on July 21, 2411, at the intersection of the Prion Lotus neighborhood in the largest city in the United Kingdom, a huge terrorist bombing attack occurred. The headquarters building of the British Bank of 10 billion was blasted and collapsed, which has killed dozens of people and injured hundreds of people, and the specific incident is under investigation. The tactics are sophisticated, very similar to the mastermind of the previous Gatling shooting and others"

The news anchor on TV is reporting on the latest developments in the case.

In a hotel in a dusk luxury room.

One is naked. A blonde man with a black dragon tattoo on his arm was quietly watching the news, his blonde hair was shawl, a white bath towel was draped, his legs were resting on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and the whole person was handsome and lazy.

"Looks like they're doing a good job. "A woman's voice came from the bathroom not far away, soft and magnetic.

"It seems to be. The blonde man nodded. "It's almost time for the other side to make a move. ”

"How did you arrange that?"

"Isn't it already predetermined?" the blonde man's expression froze slightly. "Even if he is my uncle and chooses a position, he will have to pay for it. ”

There was a burst of laughter in the bathroom, and the woman seemed satisfied.

"It's just a little prologue. The man whispered.

The struggle between the secret party and the Ming party has only just begun.

Forest of Tranquility

In a mysterious place where the Ming Party has never been discovered.

This is the most cutting-edge high-tech base underground, with black walls, black floors, black ceilings, and hard stones everywhere smooth stone, some of which are carved with bright red silk threads, monotonous and repetitive.

In a conference room in the center of the base, on a tall black-backed chair, a man and woman in a suit and leather shoes are sitting, they are talking about something in a low voice, some frowning, some are staring at the principal, and some are holding the phone and nodding slightly.

Sitting at the front of the middle of the long table was a white-haired man in a black striped suit, like an artist, with long white hair tied into a ponytail, his hands crossed and his fingers crossed, placed on the table in front of him, with a solemn and indifferent expression.

There was a lot of muffled discussion in the conference room, but he didn't seem to hear it.

"A lot has happened lately, there has been an abnormal fluctuation of secret party members in the Americas, and there are frequent contacts among witches, and I am already taking a certain amount of precautions. A bespectacled Sven woman on the right spoke.

"The disappearance cases in Asia have not yet been clarified, and there is a trend of increasing year by year, and we are short of manpower, so we hope that the headquarters can send a special commissioner to support. A middle-aged man with yellow skin said in a low voice.

"I'll send a written application later. The white-haired man nodded, "The measures on the American side should not be too aggressive, try to be as gentle as possible, and the main premise is to protect the general population from being disturbed. ”

"Understood. ”

"NASA needs additional funding here, and we've got the latest and biggest breakthrough!" shouted a big white man as he hammered the table.

"What year have you not made great progress?" a voice mocked.

"This year is special!" the fat man argued. As long as there are enough funds, we will be able to implement the planetary environmental transformation plan immediately! Then the second earth is just around the corner!"

"How many years have you been saying this, ten, twenty, or a hundred?" said the cold woman sitting directly across from him.

"You!!" the fat man was furious.

"This aspect of space exploration. It is true that there is a lot of funding needed, and it is not convenient for us to interfere too much in this, so you can consult with the representatives of various governments. The white-haired man shook his head and smiled.

"Did they make the bombing in Britain?" the white-haired man looked at a taciturn black-haired man at the back of the table.

"Yes. I was a subordinate of one of the secret Samoros, and this time it was my dereliction of duty. The brunette man bowed his head and apologized.

The white-haired man's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and for a while, the sound of the tapping seemed to have some kind of magic, which immediately calmed down the entire conference room.

"I'll take care of that. The black-haired man whispered, "There's also Lord Red Moon over there, can I ask him for support if necessary?"

"Yes, if he wants to. The white-haired man nodded. "This matter has to be brought down as soon as possible. so as not to cause greater panic. ”

"Understood. ”

"This year's EFA selection target is too high, I'm afraid there will be some difficulties on our side," the new one began to speak, in order of seating.

"Selection assessment. This year's indicators are precisely calculated, and if they don't meet the standard, they don't want to, and it just so happens that the number of evolutionaries of our new humans needs to be strictly checked. The white-haired man raised his hand to signal the next one.

"The discovery of paranormal phenomena in some archipelago countries in the Atlantic Ocean needs to be investigated, with the potential to trigger volcanic eruptions. Even a tsunami. ”

"Didn't this last dispatch go?"

"It's a pity. The Ombudsman's whereabouts are unknown. ”

"Let Badans go, he is just idle and bored. You go and tell him what I mean. ”

One application after another, proposals and inquiries were put forward.

The bombing of the secret party is only a small part of it.

But no one noticed that the black-haired man who was in charge of the secret party bombing case before suddenly flashed a trace of red in his lowered eyes at this time.

The secret party really doesn't have a 'big' move, just a little bit of cleaning up the small bugs in the British area.

As for Lord Red Moon, as the strongest combat force under the leader of the Ming Party, Red Moon is the second Dead Apostle. But you need to be treated

How about the other two Dead Apostles teaming up?'

The corners of the black-haired man's mouth turned up slightly.

'There were four Dead Apostles, and that number has remained unchanged throughout the ages. There are two people in the Ming Party. There is one person in the secret party, and another person is mysterious and secretive, it is difficult to find his whereabouts, and he belongs to the neutral camp. ’

Sitting on the return plane, Garon quietly flipped through the yellow scroll book presented by AG in his hand.

Sitting in the ordinary cabin, next to him is a bald old man, who is taking off his glasses and carefully wiping them with a glasses cloth, a small couple in front of him is laughing lowly, and the two young girls behind him seem to be taking an international flight for the first time, chatting very freshly.

In such an ordinary and calm environment, Garon felt as if the scroll in his hand was like a script in a fantasy movie, without any sense of reality.

He seems to be an ordinary American college student, holding an imaginative story movie script and novel, and is reading carefully, as if the world in it has nothing to do with him.

Garon glanced sideways at the old man next to him, and the guy smiled kindly at him. Lowered his head, put on his glasses, pulled out the newspaper on the plane and looked at himself.

Coming back to his senses, he continued to read the updated content of the scroll.

Every once in a while, this scroll AG will replace it with a new part of the content.

My allies have told me that the most mysterious Dead Apostle may be coming out, which will upset the balance between the Ming and the Esoteric. ’

But the Ming Party has the First Dead Apostle, the Pale Castin, who is known as the most powerful Dead Apostle, and the Second Dead Apostle, Red Moon, and the advantage will not be broken at once. ’

Galleon turned the next page. Pulling out a gel pen from his coat pocket, he slowly began to write on the page.

'What is your ally?'

There was no answer over there, and AG may not have opened the page right now.

Garon doesn't care either, and continues reading for new content below.

Remembering or realizing that you are dreaming in a dream is the first step you have to take. AG seems to be starting to teach them the first point of the force system.

The biggest trouble for many people is that they don't realize that they are dreaming in their dreams, and they will be unsuspecting to reveal their biggest secrets by the environment. For example, there are too many scams such as a quiet and uninhabited environment around the surface, such as a seemingly safe and closed room. ’

And the key for you now is that the Apostle who marked you is watching you at all times, and you must first be aware of that attention. He will be present in your dreams, and once you enter the dream, the other person will be aware of it. So you have to take advantage of the time when he is involved in the Bloodline Civil War, find the lead he left behind, and destroy it, so that you can get rid of his surveillance. ’

Garon put down the book and fell into thought.

The blood clan of this world is completely different from the blood clan of the previous life, the blood clan here is obviously a master of manipulating consciousness, they are wandering between reality and dreams, their lifespan is extremely long and there is almost no end in sight, they are extremely strange and powerful existences.

This amount of strength may bring her unexpected gains. (To be continued......)