To be honest, before the plan had even started, President Dylan had already sensed that something was very wrong and suspicious in the air. Given Huaxiu nation's tight customs defenses, how could he have passed through them so easily?
There was most likely a trap here!
And so, about a day before the operation began …
President Dylan had received a lead on the remains.
But according to this lead, although the entrances to the remains were both in Songhai city, the coordinates were completely different.
"There are actually two remains?" President Dylan stared at the intelligence in his hands and was lost in deep thought.
Sure enough, things weren't as simple as he had thought.
One of the two remains had to be a smokescreen.
Next to President Dylan, a young girl with a machete on her back and a white mask on her face in a gothic dress spoke in a shrill voice. "Should we change the plan?"
This girl was none other than Numinous Mother's rumored third disciple: Ghost Head Blade. No one, including President Dylan, had thought that Ghost Head Blade's true identity would actually be a girl before they met her.
President Dylan cupped his chin in his hand and pondered for a bit. "There's no other way. Right now, we can only split into two groups. You and I will lead a team of ten million people to Peiyuan district's square, and the rest of us will split into another group. "
"How do we get in?" Ghost Head Blade asked.
"You and I can disguise ourselves as medical personnel accompanying us. In order to avoid giving the game away, I'll send someone to temporarily take over my identity as Han Di tomorrow," President Dylan said.
This was a plan within a plan; it sounded very safe and gave people a strong sense of security.
"Ghost Head Blade, remember, your mission is to capture that man called Wang Ming. You must capture him alive."
The girl crossed her arms and said in an extremely cold voice, "I can only do my best not to kill him."
After all, this opponent was just an ordinary person who didn't know any cultivation techniques.
Hence, Ghost Head Blade didn't care at all.
In her eyes, he was nothing more than an ant.
…
…
At around ten o 'clock in the morning before the remains activity began, all the antibody vaccines had been administered.
Everyone sat down in the square and waited for the entrance to the remains to open.
In the square formation, Wang Ling stared at Head of State 001, who stood motionless next to Wang Ming.
He didn't know if it had been an illusion, but it seemed that Number 001's eyelids had twitched just now … To be honest, this was Wang Ling's first time seeing this kind of humanoid magic treasure. Although Wang Ming had introduced this new black technology to him before, Wang Ling still felt that it was a little too realistic.
Even the twitching of an eyelid could be restored to the extreme … It could only be said that as expected of something developed by Wang Ming.
Although it could be said that the overall development of the humanoid magic treasure was the blood and sweat of everyone at Huaxiu's Cultivation Academy of Science, it was Wang Ming who had designed the basic plan for the magic treasure.
The most valuable thing about any magic treasure was its original design blueprint, just like the original blueprint for the Gate Between Worlds which had fallen into Daoist Guang's hands. Although Daoist Guang had used it to wipe his butt back then, he hadn't been willing to throw it away at all. After washing it clean, it was a brand new drawing …
In fact, after Daoist Guang had cleaned up Daoist Guang's mess, the original blueprint of the Gate Between Worlds had probably risen in value.
After all, this drawing had once been stained with True Immortal shit!
Just as Wang Ling's imagination was running wild like this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
He suddenly looked up.
He sensed a tremor in the air. Although it was extremely subtle, Wang Ling could still feel it.
Was the entrance to the remains finally going to open?
Wang Ling looked up at the sky and noticed that it had suddenly turned dark.
After all, this Devil Valley was Beast King's Remains. Given the style of the king of holy beasts, it was completely reasonable for a natural phenomenon to occur when the entrance to the remains opened.
And he didn't know if it was an illusion …
For some reason, Wang Ling felt that the air was suddenly filled with the aroma of a spicy hot pot.
…
…
Elsewhere, in Songhai city's Xiling Road Border Village Park, the park had been completely closed for the last few days.
Because Huaxiu Alliance had already set up the entrance to the fake remains here, all the nearby roads had been sealed off like the real remains. There were only specialist teams, medical teams and guards waiting respectfully at the entrance.
The Master of Immortal Mansion Cheng Yu, Evil Sword God and the Old Devil, who had returned his body to Jiang Liuyue, were sitting in an armed van that had been driven directly from Songhai First Prison to Border Village Park.
The fake body had been created by Huaxiu nation's Academy of Science, and the Old Devil had just replaced it a while ago. Furthermore, the original body had been returned intact to the Master of Shadow Stream Jiang Liuyue. The effect of this fake body definitely wasn't as good as the body of an Almighty, but given the current situation, this was already the limit …
Of course, the fake body limited the Old Devil's experience to a certain extent, but as an all-powerful Great Devil Emperor back then, there was no doubt about his combat experience.
In the van, the Old Devil rubbed his flat chest. To be honest … he still wasn't quite used to these two lumps of flesh …
The Old Devil felt a little emotional in his heart, and so did the other people in the van.
Sometimes, it was only when you lost something that you truly understood the importance of freedom.
Master of Immortal Mansion Cheng Yu gazed at the scenery outside the window. After being locked up for so long, he realized that even the little spirit sparrows on the street had a unique beauty.
"Are, are we really going to go?" Evil Sword God sat upright with a nervous expression on his face. "We're going to kill people. Isn't that a bad idea … shifu said that this isn't right …"
The young man with the long black hair who had been silent on the side was blank at this scene. "Has he always been like this?"
The young man's expression was very cold, and he was wrapped up in a black flexible armor so that nothing could get through. The most recognizable things about him were two thick boxing gloves with black flame patterns on them.
This person was none other than General Bai, the head of Huaxiu nation's Ten Generals and also known as Explosion Saint.
The Old Devil spread his hands helplessly. "Evil Sword God's mental state has been like this ever since he left his sword."
General Bai frowned. He had thought that Evil Sword God was faking it, but now it seemed that there was indeed something wrong with his mental state. If this was the case … when it came to a real battle, it was very likely that he would become a burden.
General Bai was quick-witted as he searched the Internet for a photo of Evil Sword God when he had been arrested — a teenager with eye shadow who looked a little like a punk.
He then held up his phone and compared it with the current Evil Sword God.
For some reason, General Bai felt that Evil Sword God seemed to be missing something …
A few seconds later, General Bai finally realized what was wrong, and immediately reached out to touch Evil Sword God's eyes.
He used cold fire to roast a pair of eye shadow for Evil Sword God!
Then, General Bai took out a mirror. "Chen Nanxuan, look at yourself!"
The moment he saw the mirror, Evil Sword God instantly stood up. "I … why am I so handsome?!"
"Why am I so handsome …"
"Why am I so handsome …"
"So handsome …"
"Handsome …"
"Ah …"
The Old Devil and Master of Immortal Mansion Cheng Yu: "…"
General Bai: "Does this count as coming back?"
The Old Devil: "I think so, but I might not have recovered from my illness …"
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