Boom!!!
On top of a snowy peak somewhere in Iceland. Large pieces of stone and snow powder exploded, flying everywhere like bombs. Looking from afar, there was a huge hole in the right side of the snowy peak, like a sugarcane that was bitten off.
The upper half of the peak slid down and landed on the plateau at the bottom, causing the ground to shake.
The sky was clear and there were no white clouds, but the sunlight was still not very warm. The sunlight shone on the root of the snowy peak, and there was a dark cave there.
Faint wisps of green smoke came out of the cave, and the green smoke circled around the entrance of the cave, then quickly dissipated, as if it was a living thing.
Cough cough cough …
A light cough came from the entrance of the cave, and it seemed to be the voice of an old man.
After a while, an old man with white hair and beard slowly walked out of the cave, holding a thick white cane, and wearing a tattered animal skin shirt, which seemed to be made of many different kinds of animal skins. There was also a small necklace of human skulls hanging in front of his chest, giving off a primitive and ancient feeling.
"Finally out …" The old man's face was full of wrinkles like old tree bark, and his hair and beard were loose on his body like a lion's, completely unkempt.
He put his empty hand into his mouth, and then blew hard.
Shh!!!
A sharp whistle suddenly sounded, and drifted far away with the cold wind.
After some time, a small black dot faintly flew over from the distant sky.
As the black dot got closer, it gradually revealed its full appearance, and it was a big black eagle without a trace of impurities, with a wingspan of more than four meters. The black eagle's eyes reflected the strange old man at the entrance of the cave, and then with a clear whistle, it suddenly dove down and flew towards the old man.
The black shadow flashed, and for some reason, the old man sat on the back of the black eagle that had not completely flown down, and then the man and the eagle quickly flew towards where they came from.
A few days later, the Lightless Alliance, which was getting more and more powerful, spread the news that AG, one of the three leaders, had finally come out in the spring. Furthermore, he had successfully broken through to a whole new level. Originally, AG was already at the Upper Level. If he broke through again, it was obvious that the only possibility was to reach the Death Apostle level.
Originally, the Lightless Alliance only had two Death Apostles in the Holy Fist Palace, which was ranked number one. Now that they had one more Death Apostle, the entire alliance's reputation grew. They had completely formed a tyrannical force that could compete with the Blood Breeds and Witches.
The witches, in particular, had now become the weakest link. No one knew if the breakthrough of AG, which represented the male witches, represented the return of the male witches who had disappeared from the stage of history.
However, the only thing that everyone agreed on was that the Lightless Alliance's power was growing stronger. The power of the supernatural combined with the power of more and more ordinary humans. Under the leadership of the Holy Fist Palace, more and more humans continued to train their fist techniques. Every moment, every second, the Holy Fist Palace and the Lightless Alliance's power grew stronger.
Under such circumstances, the Blood Race had no choice but to make a move.
*****
Deep in the Blood Union Headquarters
In the underground cavern of the blood-red space, several huge balls floated in the air like glass balls, swaying slightly.
Other than Ashen, all the Blood Breeds' Death Apostles were gathered here. Each of them occupied a glass ball.
Wellington, Scarlet Moon, the female Death Apostle, the mysterious blonde man, and the last one was Lion Mother. Lion Mother's real body did not seem to be here. Instead, she was projecting her own image through the ball. It seemed like a virtual image was standing in the ball.
The five of them opened their eyes in the ball one by one and exchanged glances with each other.
"The spies have already infiltrated. Next, we should act according to the plan. "Lion Mother was the first to speak. "The world is becoming more and more chaotic. If we don't correct it, I'm afraid there will be unimaginable consequences." As she spoke, her face was still filled with gentleness and pity.
"Through my recent observations, I feel that the original plan should be slightly changed." Someone voiced out a different opinion. It was the only female Death Apostle. She frowned slightly and stared at Lion Mother.
"I think, with Garon's personality, even if we capture his parents and threaten him, I'm afraid it will only be a life and death struggle. Other than letting him not have any worries, there's no other meaning."
"Why do you say that? We can use his family as a bargaining chip to exchange for the benefits we need. " Wellington was currently redeveloping his family's descendants and had used up a lot of energy. Until now, his face was still green. It was obvious that he had used up too much of his blood essence.
"That's what you say, but according to my analysis of Garon's personality, this person looks like he's protecting his family on the surface, but deep down, he's an absolutely cold and rational person. Using his family to threaten him won't have much effect. It's not worth sacrificing this spy that we've spent so much effort on," the female Death Apostle retorted.
"Indeed, with Garon's personality, it's very likely that he'll fight to the death. Even if we kill his family, I'm afraid it will only make him more determined to take revenge. When the time comes, both sides will exhaust each other and lose more than they gain. In comparison, the Holy Fist Palace has the support of a large number of humans. The speed of their recovery is much faster than ours. This kind of exhaustion is not worth it. "Wellington shook his head slightly.
"Speaking of which, Scarlet Moon, isn't there someone in your blood who has a good relationship with Garon's family? Is there a chance? "He looked at Scarlet Moon.
"I won't use such a despicable method." Scarlet Moon looked at him indifferently and closed his eyes without saying anything else.
"Inflexible!" Wellington scolded softly.
"I agree with this point of view. Garon's personality is not the kind of person who would be threatened. The biggest possibility is that he'll fight to the death, which will eliminate his last worry." The mysterious blonde man nodded and said, "My suggestion is that the spy should not make any moves for the time being to avoid exposing himself. At the most crucial moment, he'll be of the greatest use."
"I agree." Wellington nodded.
"That's good too." Lion Mother nodded and agreed with this method.
*****
Whoosh whoosh whoosh …
In the bushes that were as tall as a person, shadows flashed past quickly. They were all dressed in black and seemed to have blended into the night like ferocious nighthawks.
In front of the shadows, a blood-colored shadow was running quickly. The blood-colored shadow was not slow and was getting closer and closer to the pursuers behind it.
When the distance was less than three hundred meters, the blood-colored shadow suddenly stopped and turned around. Under the moonlight, a cold and handsome man's face was revealed. It was Hochman who had successfully escaped after killing Dahm.
"They found me so quickly?" Hochman murmured as he looked at the shadows behind him expressionlessly.
After killing Dahm, he still wore the mask and defected. He must have become a wanted criminal of the Lightless Alliance. With the huge network of the Holy Fist Palace and the various strange methods of the Dark Colors witches, even if he had broken through, his whereabouts would still be unknowingly tracked.
"Hochman! Die!! "
Several black shadows dashed over and instantly circled around him like black flowers. Then, four snow-white saber lights shot out with a 'chi chi chi chi' sound. They pierced his waist from all directions.
"Nighthawks?" Hochman squinted his eyes and recognized the Secret Technique used by the opponents. It was the Shooting Shadow Secret Technique that Nighthawks had modified. This Secret Technique was the one that involved the most external objects in the Holy Fist Palace. It was used for high speed and assassination. In order to achieve victory, they would do anything. These people who dared to come out and chase after him were obviously fugitives and fierce people. The blade was definitely not to be touched. It was 100% poisonous and would kill upon contact.
"You're asking for death!"
With a stroke of his hands, Hochman immediately threw out transparent fist winds around him and caused the four rays of light to deviate.
Boom!!
He kicked one of the shadows in the abdomen and sent him flying like a cannonball. This time, how many people did the Holy Fist Palace send to kill him? He planned to leave one alive to interrogate.
However, at this moment, he glanced at the eyes of the four people who were wearing masks. The remaining three people did not have any desire to live.
"Not good!"
Just as this thought appeared in his mind, he heard three extremely hot and terrifying breaths explode.
Boom!!!
The three people surrounding Hochman suddenly exploded into a red and white fireball. The blazing fire snake suddenly engulfed Hochman.
The fireball was more than six meters in diameter and had a strange color. From afar, it was divided into three layers of colors. The innermost layer was white gold, the middle layer was pure white, and the outermost layer was light red. It was as if three rings of light were combined.
The huge vibration turned into solid ripples and spread out. From afar, Hochman and the three people's figures could not be seen at all. They were all completely engulfed by the huge fireball.
The surrounding grass quickly turned yellow, dried up, and charred black. Then, it turned into ashes. Sparks lit up on top of it and were blown away by the vibration. Some of them stuck to the surrounding grass and quickly ignited a big fire.
The fireball lasted for a few seconds before slowly disappearing. What was left was a huge deep hole with a diameter of more than ten meters. There was still smoke coming out from it.
Boom!
A black figure suddenly rushed out from the deep hole. He flew into the darkness far away with a trace of afterimages.
Hochman's body was boiling hot. His clothes were almost completely burned. Large areas of his body were burned. His originally handsome face was unrecognizable and half of his hair was burned off.
This was the power of modern science combined with Secret Techniques. The three Death Apostles self-destructed together with powerful special explosives. Even a Death Apostle like Hochman could not help but be injured in a moment of carelessness. After all, he did not have a terrifying physical quality like Garon.
But even so, the burnt skin on Hochman's body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What a ruthless method!" Hochman endured the pain and sped up to escape. Even if he was a Death Apostle, the Holy Fist Palace was not an ordinary force. There was also a real Blood Breed Death Apostle Tu Lan. Moreover, other than the Death Apostle Level's strong survivability that was close to immortality, the actual difference in strength was not too big. If he was surrounded, and he was not a speed-type Secret Technique expert, with all kinds of high-tech methods to delay and interfere, even he would not be able to avoid defeat.
"Surrender, Hochman!" A voice came from afar. It seemed to be one of the Nighthawks' higher-ups. He could not remember clearly, but this was not important now. The important thing was that a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from above his head.
Whoosh!!
A black figure instantly flew over his head. Hochman suddenly felt a strong threat coming from above. He quickly looked up and saw two torpedo-like white missiles flying towards him with a sharp whistling sound.
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