Chapter 261 31: Intersection
“Today, we gather here with sadness.”
“I know that many people here have not even had time to mourn their loved ones. Done, my son, Ace, also died that night. Faced with the sudden danger, he immediately chose to push me away, but because he couldn't avoid it, his head was penetrated by the terrible spike. "
"My mind was buzzing at the time. When I came back to my senses, I realized that I was holding one of the child's eyes in my hand, which was still bloody."
"Stop being right. Abdul is delusional, compatriots! Otherwise, my son, his daughter, and her husband are an example to all of you.”
"He is no longer our hero. After all, he is now superior and extraordinary, enjoying countless fame and wealth, collaborating with those politicians and plutocrats, so how can he be on our side."
"Our future can only be fought for by ourselves. The authorities must hand over Abdul, let him accept our trial, and let him pay with blood."
"Otherwise, we will fight until death!" "
"Now, those who support my approach, please stand here. It doesn't matter if you don't support it. We can get together and part ways easily, because this is a struggle that may cost our lives. It is no longer the same as before. Just like playing house, a large number of immigrants gathered in a dilapidated basketball court in a remote area of the suburbs.
People looked at each other with different expressions.
"But, haven't many people said that Abdul was trying to prevent other extraordinary talents from taking action?" Someone asked hesitantly.
"What about the evidence? Can it be proved by just a few videos that are so blurry that you can't see the faces and their mouths? Everyone, many of you were at the scene at the time, so what did you see? What did the suspicious person do?"
The leader asked.
People talked in low voices and their voices were noisy, but no one could refute him.
"So do you believe your own eyes, or do you believe the official side of the story? Do they lie enough? Think about the life you live, and then think about the dirty work you do! How much do you get? Salary! Do you want your children to live a life without hope like yours?"
The crowd started to get restless, and there were constant shouts, even if some people thought their lives were okay. The person suddenly seemed to be in dire straits, making him suffocated and distressed, and couldn't help but want to escape.
“Blood debt must be paid with blood!”
“We don’t want to live like this anymore!”
The leader’s mouth raised an obscure smile, and his eyes flashed with a red light , and quickly disappeared.
He stretched out his hand and pressed it slowly. The scene quickly became quiet, and people looked at the leader with longing eyes, as if they were looking at a savior.
They forgot that once upon a time, they looked at Olivier and Abdul in front of the TV or the scene with the same eyes.
Compared to before, their lives have actually improved.
It’s just that the improvement is not obvious, the gap is still there, and the quality is still the same. This is not a problem that can be solved simply in a few years.
“Very good, you have finally woken up. The first thing we have to do is to put our loved ones in the coffin. We will carry the coffin and let them be with us to witness our victory! ”
Delver Palace.
Olivier looked at the latest information and smiled bitterly.
"Coffin demonstration? Who came up with it?"
"It's the leader of those protesters, named Ahmed." The secretary blurted out these information skillfully.
Olivier nodded: "Does he have any contact with other supernatural beings?"
"It has never been found. Mr. Abdul also specially investigated him some time ago. He is just an ordinary person with no traces of extraordinary contact. Of course, we cannot be sure now." The secretary said rigorously.
Sighing, in fact, he didn't particularly care about demonstrations or anything like that, even if he brought a coffin, similar things happened in history, where the bodies of the victims were brought to protest against official inaction.
The most difficult thing now is that they demand the handing over of Abdul. This is impossible, but the opposition is expected to make a fuss from here.
After all, people now believe that not only immigrants but also many locals died at the hands of Abdul. If the opposition expresses support, it will be able to gain support from both groups at once. It is an unprecedented win-win opportunity for them.
Furthermore, Abdul’s character is also destined to prevent him from making a move to “make a big fuss in heaven.” In the end, the less he expresses his intention, the more unscrupulous they will become.
"What has Abdul done these days?"
"Every day is very regular. He appears under surveillance as much as possible, cooks, plays games, and then has a chat with his mother in the evening. Phone number."
"Yes, pick up his mother to live with Abdul tomorrow."
"I understand," the secretary nodded.
Olivier rubbed his brows, he never understood, if there was no extraordinary support behind him, how could those ordinary people dare to ask for a extraordinary person to be judged by them? !
Even if everyone is equal, we still have to abide by the rules of reality.
This can only prove that there must be something among them that I have not investigated. The gathering of souls and the remnants of the demon lord must be lurking in it, trying to use the ignorance of these ordinary people to attack them.
At this time, near the house where Abdul's mother was, Hiss was sitting on the roof a few hundred meters away, with his head lowered. He didn't know how long he had been sitting here.
He held a knife in his hand and carved the wooden block in his hand, gradually taking on a distinct human shape.
Heath picked up the finished wood carving and blew away the dust, patted the sawdust, put it into his pocket along with the knife, stood up on the edge of the roof, and said to himself without looking back. : "Since you're here, why not come out and meet me, kid."
A few seconds passed in the hustle and bustle of the city, and the hound walked out of the shadows with a smile on his face: "Senior Heathcliff, I have long admired your great name."
"You should have heard of your evil reputation for a long time." Heath Speak directly to the other person's innermost thoughts without any care.
"Our teachers have talked about you and feel that you may not be willing to help Augustus. Maybe one day, we can wait for you to return to the paradise node." The hound pretended to be relaxed and said, In fact, every inch of his muscles was tense, and the sweat on his forehead flowed uncontrollably.
Heathcliff is a terrifying guy who specializes in destructive techniques. His strength is second only to the unfathomable Augustus. In the entire paradise node, it is estimated that only Mr. Li can suppress him with a high probability. Heath nodded slightly, and there seemed to be some unclear nostalgia in his eyes: "If you are so naive, it should be 'Miss Sausage' who said it. I don't know where she is now in her dream of curing all terminal diseases in the world. .”
"Teacher Sausage's medical skills are already very powerful. Maybe you can ask in person?" Hound did not answer directly.
After all, Mr. Sausage has indeed been stuck in curing cancer for a long time. Obviously this is just an ability incidental to other extraordinary things, but for divine grace, it seems quite difficult to use it on ordinary people. For hardship.
"Save people. Just avoid it." Heath slowly turned around and looked at the hound calmly, "I am not such a noble person. In comparison, I am better at killing people."
Sure enough, we still have to fight. The hound sighed: "Mr. Li said that my talent for magic is a bit like yours."
"Oh, that's just right. Let me take a look. What have you learned at the Shen'en Tower? It's a good idea to try out the quality of your teachers." Heath seemed to be a little interested, and pulled out the purple knife, inserting it into the cement of the roof as easily as tofu. On the stone.
The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and dull thunder rumbled.
The hound let out a breath and pulled out a simple-looking long knife from the shadows on the side.
"That's Hasamu for you, right?" Heath glanced at his right hand, "Then let me see what progress he has made over the years."
Electrical Flintstone , the purple lightning stirred the sky thunder, and there was a roar of thunder. The purple sword, with the lightning, struck directly on the blade of the hound's block.
The hound snorted and barely blocked the opponent's move. A trace of red spread from the black knife in his hand.
Heath didn't pause at all, leaving an afterimage on the spot. In the next blink of an eye, he appeared on the other side of him, and the purple knife was swung out.
The hound's reaction ability is indeed good, and he blocked it neatly again, with another hint of red spreading on the blade.
Clang, Clang, Clang!
After several times of losing sight of the altercation, Heath took the initiative to distance himself, returned to the original place, and looked at the long knife that had turned dark red in the hound's hand: "Mr. Li said you look like mine? I remember that at Heaven Node, he was already specializing in offensive techniques. His memory is not so bad."
"Sorry, senior, this is indeed what Mr. Li said." The hunting dog wiped his sweat and raised his head. Showing a smile, "He said, I am an advanced version of you!"
On the left side of the hound, a vague green wind dragon slowly took shape, and on the right side, an orange fire dragon slowly revealed its ferocious appearance.
On the blade, a special dragon-shaped pattern appeared, and turned into a dark red shadow, roaring towards Heath in front of him.
"Try this trick taught me by Teacher Bailong!"
Heath's expression became serious.
Feng——
Thunderous! The roof exploded like fireworks, and three flying dragons with different attributes suddenly attacked, accompanied by the thrust of the hound.
Boom!
It was as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering, directly shattering the building under their feet. Purple and red lightning intertwined and roared! Immediately afterwards, a powerful shock wave swept away the dark clouds that had just gathered. Two bright moons reappeared, and the lightning gradually subsided.
"Ho ho. Senior, how are you?" Holding the long knife tightly, the hound asked.
"Not bad." Heath's swelling right arm trembled slightly. Unexpectedly, he glanced at the hound a few more times, and then waved hard. The hound dodged and landed on the roof of another building.
The two stood facing each other, ignoring the commotion below.
As for the people in that building, they had been evacuated by the hounds in advance. After all, they were in the Lawful Good camp and would not be so careless about human life. However, according to the philosophy of the hounds, they would not be too constrained by this. That would be even more irresponsible.
Heath took a few glances at the ruins of the building, and this time he looked at the hound with more appreciation.
He will not deliberately save the lives of these people, but if the other party does so, he will not be stingy with his appreciation.
"If it weren't for the different camps, I would also like to teach at the Shen'en Tower for a while to see how many talented young people like you there are." Heath said leisurely.
"Mr. Li said you are welcome at any time." The hound remained alert and was willing to use words to delay his recovery.
Heath raised the purple knife: "If you are only at this level, I'm afraid I will have to bear the pain and kill you."
"Senior, you can try." The hound loses no one. He stood up and straightened his back.
After a moment of silence, Heath did not take any further action. He turned around, put away the knife, and flew away, leaving only one sentence.
“You can’t protect the people I want to kill.”
The hound watched him leave, and after a while, he slowly stood against the wall, a little uneasy: "Damn it, this battery makes me numb! Is the phone fully charged? Cowboy? Cowboy, you didn't come out just now, I I thought you had been scared away!”
The cowboy appeared from the side, ignoring his nonsense, holding a statue in his hand.
"Eh? Is this the thing he has been carving there? Is it his wife?" Seeing that the cowboy ignored her, the hound stopped talking nonsense and began to care about what she had just taken the opportunity to get. .
"Yes, and it can resonate." The cowboy resonated for a while, and could only see the figure of a woman, following Heath, and the two of them were sweet together, ".This clue, It’s of little use.”
“Isn’t there any information about the remnants of the Demon Lord or Augustus?” The hound grinned, unable to accept that he had spent so much effort to get such a dispensable thing.
"No, but since it can resonate, it means that it is not something unimportant to Heath. It just depends on how we use it." The cowboy carefully looked at the features of the female statue, and then carefully put it away.
"He appeared so close to Abdul's mother but never made a move. He just looked at him. He was clearly reminding us or threatening Abdul." The hound sat on the ground and cherished Wiping the ancient long knife on the ground.
This knife was indeed given to him by Hasamu. Among so many Shen'en Tower students, he was the only one to get it. It can be seen that his talent in destructive techniques is indeed good.
"At least we can be sure that Hiss is indeed here, and he is here. I suspect Augustus is also here." The cowboy pondered, "Why did Hiss join the Soul Gathering in the first place? Mr. Li guessed The two have reached a cooperation. Perhaps, everything that happened in Gaul recently is fulfilling the promise of cooperation. "How many years has it been? How can Heath wait for the content of their cooperation to be completed long ago?" Well, what is happening in Gaul now may be just the layout of the next conspiracy, just like the Mocheng Rebellion. "Hound also has his own judgment.
The cowboy did not retort: "Let's go, inform Olivier and move Abdul's mother now."
(End of this chapter)