The unbroken night rain seemed to have no intention of stopping. Instead, it seemed to be intensifying. Standing at the edge of the top floors of the tall buildings, one could see the fine curtains of rain and smoke, as well as the hazy lights of the city. They covered every visible area except for the top floors themselves.
The top floors of the three buildings that supported Frost River Reality were still wet, but there was no rain falling from above. There was an invisible barrier that separated the top floors of the three tall buildings from the autumn rainy night of Xia City.
This scene only lasted for about 20 minutes. At this time, there were more than 10 people bustling about on each floor. Some were moving equipment, and some were drawing diagrams on the ground. They shuttled back and forth, and it was full of the feeling of haste.
An Weng did not care what the people behind him were doing. He just stood quietly at the edge of the tall building. His skinny and short body was wrapped in a ceremonial robe that did not fit his body. He stood at the top of a tall building that was nearly a thousand meters tall. He let the wind blow and he looked as if he could be blown off at any time.
In reality, he stood very steadily. The shadow of his hood covered his face, but a faint light still seeped through his turbid pupils. The light reflected off the triangular flat roof of the building below, and the red and blue lights of police cars dotted all four sides. It was a dazzling sight.
Under the chaotic lights, the tide of people endlessly surged out from many emergency passageways and spread out in all directions. They followed the foolish swarming effect and gathered at the outer perimeter. They were like a colony of ants separated by water. They swarmed endlessly.
On every floor of the three tall buildings, there were large numbers of people sticking to the glass walls of the buildings. They were using all sorts of recording devices and were in spectator mode. They magnified the emotions of panic, fear, and excitement. They turned into turbid clouds that were hard to see and blended into the autumn rainy night.
An Weng's drooping eyelids nearly covered both of his eyes, but in reality, he was watching the roiling miasma with great interest. He savored the various subtleties within. Let alone a few minutes, he would not get tired even if he watched for an entire night. What's more, there was an even more interesting scene within the turbid clouds and miasma.
"... Perhaps some First Oblatum is sizing us up through this person." The conversation within Frost River Reality was clearly transmitted back to him.
An Weng laughed involuntarily. It was just as the other side said. He borrowed the snake nest and used his mental clairvoyance to sweep over the faces of everyone around him. One was the woman in the trench coat who had pointed out the snake nest, and the other was the young man who had been blessed by Childe's Escape of Truth.
"They're all extraordinary people." His mouth moved slightly as he evaluated.
The lady in the trench coat had good eyesight and knowledge, and the depth of her abilities was hard to fathom. The psychic waves projected by the Snake Nest were actually unfathomable. She was at least a B-rank combatant.
As for that young man …
Before he could finish his thought, the scene displayed by the Snake Nest's psychic wave scan suddenly became blurry and distorted. Then, it completely collapsed. It was obvious that the "snake nest" he had just built had been destroyed.
An Weng was slightly startled. Following which, his shriveled lips slightly parted, revealing a gap that was like a black hole. It could be considered a smile. "Interfering with the operation of the Words of Krait, not yielding an inch. Your soul power is impressive, and your spirit is full of vigor. Very good, very good. "
Just as An Weng was looking at the scenery and judging the people, there was a black-robed man standing on the landing pad in the middle of the two roofs that were a few hundred meters away from the building he was on.
These two were also wearing the attire of First Oblatums, but they did not dare to leave their positions to view the scenery like An Weng. Instead, they were very solemnly arranging the people around them. Whether it was drawing on the spot or transporting equipment, they were all carefully arranged and compared. They could not afford to make the slightest mistake.
However, as the arrangements gradually became more and more appropriate, the two First Oblatums found it increasingly difficult to calm down. As experienced First Oblatums of the Order, they were both well-versed in the relevant knowledge and knew Childe inside out. Of course, they could determine the odds of success in the upcoming conflict.
The two of them communicated through the air for a moment. Finally, they could not help but ask An Weng for instructions in unison. They walked on the mental plane that his subordinates could not perceive. The one in charge of communication was First Oblatum Zheng Xiao, whose position was just below An Weng's.
"An Weng, setting up the formation this way is fast, but it's ultimately a stop-gap measure. It's too hasty, and it's hard to see full effect! According to our current estimates, the chances of us three First Oblatums killing Childe, even with the coordination of the formation diagram, do not exceed 30%. This is too risky. Should we reconsider … "
An Weng did not immediately respond. He extended his two hands. His muscles and bones were exposed, and they were speckled with spots. They were filled with the smell of age and decay. They were even trembling slightly. His thumb and index finger, which could no longer be extended, separated and pressed against each other. They formed a triangle, attempting to encompass all of Frost River Reality.
"Why kill Childe?"
"Huh?"
"Why kill Childe?"
An Weng asked again, "Haven't you had any doubts from the start of the operation until now? Or could it be that Childe has ruined so many of your plans in Xia City over the years that you view him as an enemy? Is it only right and proper for you to take any action against him? "
The two First Oblatums were somewhat dumbfounded. You were the one who proposed to kill Childe, right? Now you're blaming us for not questioning, not speaking, and for seeking personal gain?
Fortunately, Zheng Xiao had worked together with An Weng for many years. He knew An Weng's temperament, so he went along with An Weng's tone and said, "An Weng, we actually have our concerns. After all, Childe is an important figure on that side. He is the backbone of the most promising Extraordinary. If things go wrong, the secular side and the truth side will completely shed all pretense of cordiality. This is something we do not wish to see … "
"The two ends of the scale should maintain their distance. They should not interfere with each other and point fingers at each other."
An Weng adjusted the angle of his finger bit by bit, but he directly determined Childe's nature. "Therefore, Childe is not of the truth side. He is just an extremist, a paranoid, and an executioner. There should not be a place for him in the Order. "
Zheng Xiao's heartstrings trembled. "So you want to eliminate him?"
This way, according to An Weng, dealing with Childe was not just a request from their side. Instead, it had to be done in a more complex and callous context.
"But if this is the case, we should have a better opportunity. We should have a more leisurely plan …"
An Weng responded calmly, "In terms of probability, any plan against a powerful person like Childe has no more than a fifty percent chance of success. Other than meticulous planning, there is more of luck involved. Today's luck is good. The terrain, information, energy, and even an excuse are all in place. Why not give it a try? "
"Give it a try?" Zheng Xiao smiled bitterly. "I'm afraid we can't bear the consequences if we don't succeed."
If they did not kill the tiger, there would be endless trouble in the future. If they really angered Childe, it would lead to crazy revenge. The secular First Oblatums would probably have to sleep with their eyes open. Just the thought of it made them go crazy.
"What consequences can there be?" An Weng coughed twice and turned around. He slowly walked toward the area where the array had been set up. "The Gate of Truth is about to open. Even if that paranoid person is alive, can he be distracted?"
(Stuck. Only one chapter today. Sorry.)
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