Under the rain curtain and the towering dome, an ancient building like a sanctuary, the bright flames on the tower, after folding through four narrow holes in the wall, formed a "ten" orange beacon horizontal sky.

On the top floor of the sanctuary, the floor of the command hall was strewn with countless parts, large and small.

It was almost over, and everyone listened to the quiet sound of rain outside the wall window, and there was no more movement of wings flapping.

Diana felt sad, but she couldn't express anything, because it was just as much a puppet as the objects on the ground before the parts were scattered.

Although the puppets have hearts, they are all made of wood.

It can only pick up the parts from the ground and put them back together.

The sound of squeaking and squeaking sounded from its hands, but the puppet could not fly, because it did not have the feathers of the birds, and the original feathers had long since been destroyed by the rain during this journey. Diana simply threw it to the ground and let it run around the command hall.

Looking at the hundreds of puppet parts on the ground, Dai Yana's flexible chin opened up inflexibly at this time. I guess it was troublesome, so it reassembled some parts into a small puppet, and the puppet was quickly formed, with a nose and eyes, but it could be seen as a person.

The parts of these puppets have a strong smell of blood on them, which are the souls that have been brought back to their homeland, and Dai Yana seems to feel the "life" around her

"Success, success!"

It spun around excitedly, then blew into the puppeteer's nostrils, and the puppeteer babbled to "live". It was only as soon as the puppet jumped to the ground that its body fell limply. It screamed like a baby's cry and a wicked witch's smirk.

Dai Yana patted her head, as if remembering something, she plucked a few hairs from the back of her head and used them as meridians to connect the limbs and body of the little puppeteer, and then she stood up steadily, babbling and babbling.

"Since your name is Babble, then you should be called Eva from now on!" said Diana excitedly, giving it a name.

"Babbling Eva!"

"Very well, Eva!" said Diana, pointing to the parts scattered on the ground, "then you can put them back together! ”

"Wow... Eva!"

The little puppeteer seemed to protest, but Diana didn't see it, pulling a drawing from his arm out of nowhere and throwing it to it, and leaving without looking back.

There was no place for the flames of the command hall to shroud, and a man of about forty watched in silence.

He had dry brown hair, a broad forehead with a few mature folds, and a faint scar on his calm face that he couldn't see. This scar did not affect his appearance, but added to the charm of the man.

He is the supreme commander of the operation, and if this matter is compared to a game of chess, then he is the one of the players on one side.

There was no one on the other side of the board, but there was always a hand sticking out.

The game was not over yet, and he made a dangerous move, as he traded heavy casualties for a brief victory, and even so, he still did not get rid of his passive position. It's only a matter of time before he loses, and maybe his opponent is appreciating his struggles at the moment.

He gave all the orders at once, and the executors who waited for the orders to dissipate behind him. In such a critical moment, he broke everyone apart. Everything that should have been arranged has been arranged, and everything that is invisible, visible, what is happening and what is about to happen has been prevented.

He was already very tired, this was like a dead game, and he didn't know why this body was still breathing?

The whirring snoring came from under the table, this man was even sleepier than him?

It's good to be young, you don't have to think too much, you don't have to think too deeply, so you can always see the beauty of the world.

He smiled suddenly, and whenever he saw this group of young people, his mood would be much happier.

There was a thud, something fell to the ground, and then the snoring stopped.

Is his sense of smell really that acute?

Fishy breath suddenly poured from outside the two stone pillars, and the hunting knife was stained with the blood of the same kind. No matter what kind of organism it is, it will be particularly sensitive to the blood of its own kind.

"Long time no see, old friend Varga. ”

The trench coat fell, and from the shadow of the stone platform jumped a thin old man with two hunting knives at his waist.

He looked pitifully at Hoigre Varga in his wheelchair and sneered.

"Look at your appearance!" he looked around, "Everyone's gone, I don't think you're smart." ”

The thin old man suddenly pulled out his hunting knife and walked towards Hoygray. "Don't be afraid, I'm just here to tell you that I didn't kill those little cubs. ”

Hoygray saw his knife, the blade was very bright, it was brand new, and he had not killed anyone yet. But Hoygray knew that he could kill without a knife.

"Come on. He beckoned, and another man stepped out from behind him. Angular, a young man, dressed in black.

"Let me introduce you, this is my new apprentice, and I taught him to kill everyone! ”

"This is your uncle. He introduced the boy in black like this. Then he laughed happily, laughing at a decrepit person who was in the past and is now depressed, happy.

"I know you won't put yourself in danger! However, I also want to see and understand, those people outside are really not enough to see, the sword has no eyes, let's take it as a junior competition, it's not worth mentioning. ”

With a gesture of his hand, several cold rays of light shot out of his sleeve and shot straight into Hoygray's throat.

Naturally, it was impossible for those hidden weapons to hit Hoygray, and the hunting knife cut through an arc and swept the hidden weapons down.

Suddenly there was a man standing in front of Hoygray, he had beautiful long blond hair, but he didn't seem to care much about it, so he casually put it on. And in the back of his head, there was a string of angry pigtails!

A faded black shirt was also casually worn, and the cool breeze of the rainy night blew in, just lifting the corners of his chest, and in the dimness, his bulging pectoral muscles were faintly visible.

What a beautiful ugly man.

Lazy pressed the hilt of the knife, propped it up on the ground crookedly, and he yawned, as if he were awake. The flickering ice-blue pupils seemed to be able to speak, frowning at the two uninvited guests, as if to say, "Which fool is still looking for trouble so late?"

"Could this be the boy of the Pu family? Speaking of which, I also know the patriarch of the Pu family......"

His tentative move just now was not simple, and he also had a high conclusion in his heart at this moment.

"That old man with missing front teeth, what are you doing there, if you want to fight, teach your apprentice to come over, so that he can come out of the blue. Qi Shan pointed at the silent black-clothed boy with the tip of his knife and said provocatively.

"What is the blue?" the thin old man frowned, could it be that this kid wanted to admit defeat.

"When I break his two front teeth, it won't be blue. Qi Shan grinned at his neat white teeth.

"Good boy, it's rampant enough" The thin old man touched the handle of the knife, and couldn't guess whether this kid intended to provoke him, but he must not do anything here, so he held back his anger and said: "It's a pity that I want to kill you, you are not worthy." ”

"That black boy!" Qi Shan hooked his hand at the man wrapped in black. "Why don't you cry if you lose. ”

The boy in black was repeatedly provoked, how could he bear it, and the iron sword slashed fiercely with anger.

Qi Shan smiled, he knew that although the old man was telling the truth, he didn't dare to make a move here. Because the seniors who sit in the four corners of the academy are his real hole cards. He wielded his hunting knife casually, without any skill, only pure brute force.

The huge force of the shock ejected the opponent hard, and the man staggered back when he hit the ground, falling to the ground in embarrassment.

"This bit of ability? Sure enough, he is a famous teacher and apprentice, he has no front teeth, and he can really blow it when he opens and closes his mouth!"

Qi Shan put his hands around his chest, put the hunting knife into the sheath, clamped the scabbard under his arm, and attached it diagonally to his shoulder.

This is his rare big brother style, it sounds like he took advantage, but when he thinks about it, he actually scolds Hoygray.

"Boy, it's okay to be crazy, but don't be crazy about me, you know, those who are crazy than me are dead!"

The thin old man twisted his fingers, his body jerked forward, to refer to the sword, and used the move of the boy in black just now again, his speed was very fast, and he deliberately paused in front of him, so that Qi Shan could react.

Qi Shan saw a flicker in front of him, and saw two withered fingers poking straight in. The hunting knife was halfway out of its sheath, and with a ding, the sharp blade was firmly clamped by the two withered fingers, and there was no way to advance or retreat.

Qi Shan hurriedly threw a punch with his left hand, but was grabbed by a dry hand like tree bark.

Bite~

Debris blew across his face like the wind, cutting off a few hairs.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the thin old man in front of him disappeared. He looked at the half-cut knife in his hand in shock, and then looked at the fingers of the thin old man in the distance, and hid behind Hoygray as if he had fled, "School, principal, is there such a trick as you? Why didn't you inform me first of this old man's power?" ”

Although it is not easy to guess the senior-level characters, and he does not dare to do it in the academy, if he knows, he will definitely have to be restrained. What is this called? Won't you be chased and cut down when you leave the school gate in the future?

"Yes. Hoy Gray said lightly. "You didn't ask me!"

"I..."

"See?" the thin old man patted his apprentice on the shoulder, "When you kill him, your strength can be one step closer!"

"Yes, Master!" said the boy in black, "please give me another three months!"

"Very well! I'll give you three months, and after three months you'll kill another person!"

The two walked out as they spoke, and finally disappeared from the shadows.