Chapter 582 The Weavers (3K Chapter)
At this time, the sewers were deep and dark, and Shao Yan from the Weaving General Administration was gradually joining other weavers.
Originally due to the curfew, they had to disperse, but now under the guidance of "Liu Sheng", Shao Yan established an internal communication channel for the weavers.
Just like "Liu Sheng" sent a message to Shao Yan, Shao Yan used Skynet to send a message to every weaver in Skynet.
【Please look for the sewer entrance nearby and get down immediately. 】
Moreover, in the message, each weaver was even thoughtfully marked with directions to their location and the entrance to the sewer.
Everyone was amazed by such vast magical powers.
At the same time, I can't help but wonder who the master behind Shao Yan is.
......
When all the weavers try their best to avoid Jinwuwei entering the sewer from the ground, the next problem comes.
How to merge?
Fortunately, there is Skynet guidance provided by "Liu Sheng".
All the weavers can see that in the internal communication group on Lingxun, a complete sewer map appears, with each light spot on it, which is the respective location of these weavers.
Shao Yan sent a message: [Follow the directions in the picture and meet me. 】
The largest light spot appeared on the map, flashing continuously.
And all weavers can see their own light spots spreading out a route leading to this light spot. Obviously this is a guide.
The weavers gradually met deep in the sewer, and the originally scattered light spots slowly gathered together.
Shao Yan watched the light spots on the spiritual message move closer to the center point from all directions, and a warm current could not help but rise in her heart.
Finally, the last team member appeared, Zhao Hehe, who was wearing a dark blue robe. He was breathing slightly and his face was full of filth.
“I’m coming.”
"Welcome back to the team."
Shao Yan nodded and looked around.
At this moment, in the dark and damp sewer, the gloomy darkness extends in the tunnels with countless forks, and the muddy ground is under your feet, exuding the smell of mold and sewage.
But every weaver’s eyes shone with determination, without any wavering or retreat.
"Do we need to notify the people in the patrol department?" Zhao Hehe asked.
Shao Yan shook his head and said with a cold expression: "Nowadays, we can't trust too many people. There are many tricksters in the Exploration and Patrol Department, and I am afraid that some people have secretly communicated with the Northern Territory."
She paused and continued: "Now, only we weavers, who have been personally selected and trained by Master Zhang, can trust each other."
This sentence echoed in the dark pipe, knocking on everyone's heart. Heart.
Song Ying, a female team member on the side, took out the spirit bead lamp and shone it around, with a vigilant light in her eyes, and said, "I heard sister Shao Yan say this, but what do you know?"
"Could it be that the forces in the north have penetrated so deeply? In addition to those in Furong Pavilion, are there... more?" Gu Zhihe asked, wiping the dirt on his face, revealing a sad face.
Shao Yan nodded, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
"That's why I couldn't elaborate in the message just now. Thank you all for trusting me and being willing to accompany me at this moment."
The male team member named Fu Zixuan shrugged and said with a smile: " What’s this?”
“Tonight anyway. The situation is very strange. "One of the male team members said, "We are all trapped outside the warehouse, and we can't retreat. In this case, following the swallow is also a direction."
"Yes, it is better than doing it. It’s better to be in a hurry than a headless fly.”
"Besides, I believe Yanzi is not the kind of person who talks nonsense." Another male team member, Ling Yun, said.
"Thank you all." Shao Yan said solemnly with a serious face.
"I'm afraid we are already a step too late... All the weirdos in Dali Temple have been released."
After saying this, Shao Yan closed his eyes slightly to hide the emotion in them.
I remember that "Liu Sheng" once said -
[Wrong, wrong, the penetration is far beyond calculation...]
I don’t know what it means, but Shao Yan still comforted me: [Since you are a human being, you can’t say that your plan is exhaustive, so you don’t have to blame yourself. 】
But "Liu Sheng" did not respond.
At this time, because of Shao Yan’s words, everyone’s expressions suddenly changed.
The darkness in the sewer suddenly became heavy, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed to have solidified a lot.
This is of course, after all, everyone feels dark when they think of how many weird people there are in Dali Temple, and how many of them have super abilities and are extremely harmful.
What’s even more terrifying is that Shao Yan continued:
“And all those weird people fled into the sewers.”
After hearing what Shao Yan said, Everyone's breath suddenly stagnated, and they felt that there seemed to be something hidden in the darkness around them, as if cold eyes were peering at them, and a sense of uneasiness crawled into their hearts with a tingling touch.
“Where are they?” Song Yunying clenched the sword in her hand and asked in a low voice through gritted teeth.
Shao Yan said: "I just saw them gathering in one place and didn't know what to do. Fortunately, under the guidance, we didn't encounter them." After saying that, Shao Yan took out the spiritual message and projected a dynamic map come out.
Everyone gathered around in the light, and saw that their white light spots were gathering together on the map, and deeper inside, a large black group seemed to be unable to be dissolved. of ink, but these ink dots began to scatter, as if seeping on the paper.
“According to the strange energy distribution map, the black represents the location of these strange people, and there may be unknown strange things.” Shao Yan explained.
"So what are we going to do? Kill them?" Fu Zixuan asked, the strange spiritual weapon in his hand was already shining with light, and his fighting spirit was aroused, "We must not let these bastards enter Chang'an!"
"But there are only thirty of us, how can we defeat thousands of weirdos?" Song Ying raised an objection.
“I don’t know if it’s something to be thankful for, but they don’t seem to plan to attack Chang’an with thousands of people.” Shao Yan pointed to this discrete model, “They plan to distribute them in different cities and then look for opportunities. Attack at the same time."
"Then what are we going to do?" Gu Zhihe looked at Shao Yan in confusion.
Shao Yan nodded slowly, with a look of determination in his eyes, and said: "We cannot face the enemy head-on, but we can try to disrupt their actions and prevent these monsters from reaching various cities smoothly."< br>
Ling Yun said in a deep voice: "In other words, we want to confine these weird people in the sewers and try to prevent them from posing a threat to the people of Chang'an?"
"Exactly."
Shao Yan replied, looking across everyone's face.
“Now we need to divide into groups and set up defenses at the forks of the sewers where these weird people are about to pass. Relying on Skynet’s guidance, we can take action one step ahead of them and lay down the restrictions that we are best at isolating weird people. Even if we can’t To eliminate them, we must also hold them back and delay their actions."
Fu Zixuan smiled, rubbed the spiritual weapon in his hand, and said: "Okay, although there are not many people, as long as we set up first. These guys may not be able to benefit from ambush."
"But everyone must understand that this operation is very dangerous," Shao Yan's voice was low but firm, "But for the sake of the people of Chang'an, in order to stop this. Weird invasion, we must do this.”
Everyone was shocked and nodded in agreement.
"However, as long as you bring the spiritual message, Skynet will try its best to ensure your escape route." Shao Yan tried his best to smile as easily as possible, "Besides, we will have reinforcements soon."
"Understood!"
"Also, if you encounter a critical situation, you can shout 'Qixuanshan', it may have miraculous effects."
This sentence is inexplicable. But everyone could only reluctantly accept it.
It's just that the darkness is gradually spreading. I don't know if it's the anxiety and fear in my heart, or if it's true.
At this moment.
A male team member asked in a low voice: "Wait, then...these black gases represent something strange? Right?"
"Yes, yes." Shao Yan nodded.
"So...is this group the same?" The male team member's voice was trembling, and he pointed his finger at the locations of all their light spots on the map.
Everyone's hearts sank when they heard this, and they saw that there was a little black dot next to their light spots. They didn't know when.
“This black shadow is very dim and mixed with the background. No wonder it is ignored.” Fu Zixuan slowly raised the spirit bead lamp in his hand and prepared to shine it there.
But team member Zhao Hehe held his hand down and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, the attributes are not clear yet."
Fu Zixuan understood that although most monsters are afraid of light, there are exceptions. But the fear of the unknown always makes people want to see what happens.
At this time, Shao Yan suddenly made a voice: "The analysis results are out. They are indeed photophiliacs. Turn off all the lights!"
It's too late, but it's soon.
A black shadow struck like lightning and instantly swallowed up the light in Fu Zixuan's hand.
The light went out and the shadow receded.
The male team member panicked when he found that the Lingzhu lamp in his hand could no longer light up.
Fu Zixuan panicked. The Lingzhu lamp in his hand completely lost its light and could no longer be lit.
Almost at the same time, the other team members' Lingzhu lamps were also attacked one after another, and all the lights were swallowed up by darkness in an instant.
Darkness shrouded the room, and the light from the light curtain faintly illuminated everyone's pale faces.
And in the light screen, the black dots displayed were gathering more and more, as dense as a colony of ants, approaching them.
After thinking about it, Shao Yan simply put away the light curtain.
An irreversible darkness was like a tide, drowning everyone.
Thirty weavers moved closer to each other, forming a formation, with their backs facing each other, raising their weapons, silently waiting in the darkness for the upcoming unknown attack.
Suddenly, Shao Yan's eyes moved slightly, as if he had received some kind of instruction, and he said softly: "Qian position, Ling Yun, Zhao Hehe, take action!"
This is their patrol. The formation coordination technique learned by Si Zhong has been practiced countless times in daily life, and now he is very familiar with it.
Ling Yun and Zhao Hehe were summoned and took action immediately without hesitation.
The talisman in Ling Yun's hand exploded, and fire suddenly appeared.
Zhao Hehe's sword light then pierced out, and the light streaked through the night sky like a meteor.
A shrill scream sounded in the darkness, and warm blood splashed onto several team members in the dry position, causing heart palpitations, but no one was shaken.
After this blow, the surrounding darkness surged as if it was angered.
Countless strange energies swept in, sweeping like a violent wind, as if they were going to tear these weavers into pieces and turn them into pieces all over the sky!