If the elf had just said "you're welcome", or if the Truth Society hadn't fired the Star Destroyer Cannons, this matter would have stopped at the "Candra King who came out of the legends and recreated the legend of the God Slayer" step.
Then it could have been explained by saying "you don't need to thank me for helping you take care of the God Level Dream Beast".
But in reality, there were traces of the collision of aether in the mess and the destroyed Star Destroyer Cannons were still warm.
Candra had waved his hand in the direction of the Truth Society with a smile and said "you're welcome" in this situation.
Other than taunting the Truth Society, he had no other thoughts.
But the most important thing was that the legendary Candra King wasn't this "frivolous" in everyone's mind, so they couldn't help making some guesses.
— Was this movement summoned by the person behind the scenes? Was it the signal of the person behind the scenes?
This made people think of a very terrifying thing.
The person who was most likely behind the scenes hadn't even made a move yet, but the heroic spirits he summoned had already beaten the Truth Society to a pulp.
Although it seemed like a one time summon, who knew how much power the person behind the scenes had used to summon it. After all, from just now to now, there was only one strong aether fluctuation nearby.
Does this mean that, to the person behind the scenes, this is insignificant …? com
Andrew clenched his fist on the table, feeling an uncontrollable tremble from the pulling of his contracted muscles.
This trembling reminded him that whether he was willing to admit it or not, a large part of his anger came from the fear in his heart.
When the fear reached its peak, it turned into anger.
Realizing this, his expression became even more twisted and dark, until the cold prompt in his ears woke him up from a dream.
"Because you have violated the relevant regulations, your authority has been frozen and you are in a waiting state. Please do not move around and wait in place … …"
Andrew's eyes opened wide as he suddenly turned around.
The door to the conference room was pushed open and a group of Panic Grade scholars in black armour pointed their guns at him. The managers of the other departments came in and the vice president of the Truth Society came out.
"Andrew."
Damon pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and said, "I think you know how big of a mistake you've made this time, and how much damage the Truth Society has suffered."
Andrew looked at the young, newly promoted expert of the same level, took a deep breath, and revealed a smile that was no different from before. He said, "I indeed made a mistake in my decision, but the basis and process of my judgment were all correct. The only mistake I admit is my judgment of the enemy's strength, and this mistake should be blamed on …"
He would never admit that his eagerness for quick success and the mental imbalance accumulated from the repeated setbacks of the bookstore issue during this period of time were the root cause of his decision-making mistake.
Otherwise, according to his past habits, he would definitely be more cautious and meticulous.
Damon shrugged his shoulders and said, "You don't have to tell me these things. What you should be thinking about now is how to solve the follow-up problems of this matter. For example, the three Planetary Destroyer Cannons and some other things that need to be explained … From what I know, you seem to have been tracking down that I-grade bookstore and are very hostile towards it."
"So what?"
Andrew frowned and had an ominous premonition. "The ones who summoned the dream beast this time were the remnants of the White Wolf Gang, right? What does it have to do with the bookstore?"
Damon looked at him and said, "It seems like you still don't know — the Miyirt Tower just contacted us and confirmed that the one who summoned the kandra was the owner of the bookstore."
Andrew's expression changed abruptly, as if he was struck by lightning. His face was filled with disbelief.
Damon continued, "Therefore, we have reason to suspect that you targeted the bookstore out of your own selfishness. Also, because of you, the owner of the bookstore, who was rated as friendly, took the initiative to attack, ultimately causing the Truth Society to suffer heavy losses."
Andrew said angrily, "Nonsense! I … "
He was halfway through his explanation when Damon interrupted him. "I've said it before, these words are useless to me."
Andrew glared at Damon with burning anger, but when he saw the teasing gaze behind Damon's glasses, he suddenly understood —
He wasn't the only one who was jealous of this young expert of the same level as him. Damon also wanted to pull him down.
If you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext.
Furthermore, he had really gotten himself into trouble this time.
Andrew's face turned ashen, and he suddenly felt powerless. However, at this moment, a new message was suddenly recorded on everyone's communication devices.
"Machinery Transmigration has been attacked …"
Andrew's gaze changed, and he stopped in his tracks. In a split second, he said slowly, "I remember that when the level one alert is stacked, the person with the number A pending review status must retain his original position and continue to work under surveillance to ensure that all organizations can operate normally … Right? Vice President Damon. "
—
"This Boss Lin doesn't seem to have a good temper …"
After Winston gave the order to clean up the battlefield, he looked at the ruins in front of him and said to the communication device.
"If a barking evil dog suddenly barged into your place and caused trouble everywhere, trampling on the lawn, your temper would be bad too."
Yue Sefu's voice came from behind him.
Winston turned his head and saw that familiar old face. He curled his lips and said, "So, the god-level dream beast is an evil dog, and we are good dogs?"
Yue Sefu walked over and patted him on the shoulder. He revealed a hearty smile and said, "Hey, buddy, you think too much. You're just fleas."
"…"
Winston took a deep breath and resisted the urge to punch this old buddy in the face. He sighed and said, "No matter what, this matter has finally come to an end."
Yue Sefu looked at the clouds in the sky that were slowly dispersing and said, "But this matter is far from over."
Their intelligence department had been tracking down the source of this Magic Mirror Egg, but they had never found anything.
The person or organization that released the monster into Nuo Jin was the real invisible enemy that was difficult to deal with.
Winston looked at the face of the former Glorious Grand Knight next to him. The eyes on that determined and weathered face flashed with a sharp light.
He suddenly felt that he seemed to see the invincible Holy Flame again.
—
Because of the huge water flow caused by the death of the God of Rain, the flooded houses were like flowing rivers.
Many building debris and garbage floated in the water, flowing rapidly along the entrance of the sewer. From time to time, they were blocked by the buildings next to them.
"Splash …"
A horribly swollen and twisted corpse was swept up by the water flow, revealing a face that still retained a crazed and worshipful expression.
The old man in the old black suit put away his umbrella and squatted down. Behind the pitch-black iron mask, a cold light flashed in his snake eyes. He reached out and lifted He Lisi's corpse. "My guidance for so long was not in vain. What a perfect material."
The Scarlet Sect and the White Wolf?
From the moment they resurrected his disciple to assassinate him, in Wang Erde's heart, he had already prepared for their deaths.
Boss Lin said it well. One should be steady, accurate, and ruthless in doing things. He could not give them any chance to rise from the ashes.
After giving He Lisi the method of using life as fuel and the map of Nuo Jin's sewer, he watched them kill each other to the point of madness. In the end, they walked towards self-destruction without realizing it, and provided him with a lot of material.
Wang Erde knew that he did not let down the expectations of the bookstore owner.
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