The language of this country was very difficult to pronounce, and the pronunciation sounded strange.
But it didn't matter. Irin had an interpreter.
The two of them walked to the sentry post at the entrance.
As expected.
The appearance of the two Easterners was like a bowl of water being poured into hot oil.
A group of guards nervously raised their guns and surrounded Irin and Gu Tianqing.
In the distance.
Seeing Yi Lin and Gu Tianqing rashly barging into Red Hair City's territory and being surrounded, Griffin's pretty face changed. She cursed in her heart and was about to pull open the zipper of her black bag, preparing to make a move.
"Don't worry."
Cyberras looked in the distance and stopped Griffin's movement.
"Don't touch me!"
Griffin's reaction was like she was being molested by a lesbian. She slapped Cyberras' hand away.
"Don't worry. Let's take a look first."
Cyberras didn't seem to be surprised by Griffin's overreaction. He just calmly repeated what he just said.
In front of the entrance of Munich.
Irin and Gu Tianqing were surrounded.
But the strange thing was.
The two Easterners were surrounded by a group of tall and muscular men. One of them was humming a tune with a sinister smile while the other was playing with tarot cards. Their relaxed posture gave the surrounding guards the illusion that they were being surrounded by two Easterners.
"Who are you!"
A guard stepped forward and asked.
Irin's kind gaze swept across the faces of the murderous guards.
A moment later, Yi Lin smiled and said something that made the entire city of Munich feel as if a magnitude 10 earthquake had occurred.
"Tell Joe D. Solomon that the Apocalypse is here."
“！！！”
…
The streets of Munich were full of twists and turns. It was completely different from the layout of a modern city.
It was as if this place deliberately maintained the taste of history.
The Gothic buildings exuded the sour smell of history.
When Irin introduced herself, the guards were instantly stunned.
The name "Tian Qi" was even more resounding than Yi Lin had imagined.
The massacre that Irin caused by the English Channel shocked the entire server.
The submachine guns in the hands of all the guards were trembling slightly.
"Be careful, don't misfire."
Irin reminded him kindly.
Because …
Once it went off, who knew how many people would die?
The guards did not dare to speak.
It was as if even breathing had become a kind of pain. They breathed carefully, afraid that they would alarm this legendary figure.
Just as Yi Lin had expected, in the few days that he was sailing, the forums of the Tower of War server were in chaos.
There is no such thing as an impermeable wall among apostles.
Unless Irin could kill everyone in an instant, his appearance in the Tower of War server would definitely become a hot topic in the Tower of War server.
This was the so-called "throwing a stone to test the waters".
Under the "escort" of the guards, Irin and Gu Tianqing arrived in front of a special eye-catching building.
It was an ancient building.
The paint on the tall and majestic brownish-black walls had peeled off, revealing the white dust inside. From afar, it looked like it was covered in a layer of white frost. The straight lines and the sharp spikes at the top of the building made the building seem solemn and inviolable.
At the most eye-catching position at the top of the building was an ancient clock tower — it seemed like these countries liked to use clock towers as symbols to raise their status.
"How nostalgic."
Irin squinted his eyes and sized up the ancient clock tower. He vaguely remembered that in another dimension, Irin was in a peaceful Gotham City. It was also on a clock tower that unforgettable legends happened.
This was the most ancient building in Red Hair City, and it was second to none. In the past, it was said that this place was used as the city hall. But now, it seemed to have become Joe D. Solomon's personal office.
Irin and Gu Tianqing passed through the maze-like corridors.
Ten minutes later.
"Sorry, the boss said that only the guild leader of the Apocalypse Guild has the right to enter."
A trembling guard stopped Gu Tianqing and said to Irin.
Gu Tianqing shrugged and smiled at Irin. "Look, I don't have enough prestige."
"You mean that I have to flip out in public to save the face of the Apocalypse Guild?" Irin shook his head. "I'm not that bored."
"That's a pity."
Gu Tianqing stayed outside the door.
Irin went in alone.
Inside was a spacious and luxurious living room.
The five-meter-high ceiling was covered with intricate and exquisite reliefs and whorls.
Luxurious chandeliers were like falling stars, pouring down in torrents.
Around the conference hall, red wooden doors were tightly shut. This conference hall seemed to be the center of the entire ancient building. Behind each door, one could lead to a different place in the building.
Irin only had time to take a quick look at the surroundings.
Because …
After a few seconds, Irin's attention was attracted by the tall figure in the center of the living room.
The attraction he was referring to was not how graceful, sexy, or eye-catching her back was. Instead, it was because even Yi Lin couldn't explain it clearly in her haste. Behind that figure, with just a glance, his presence surpassed the luxurious decorations in the surroundings and became the focus of attention in the entire hall.
"Fire."
Suddenly, a word flashed in Irin's mind.
The man in front of him was the complete opposite of Irin.
If Irin was used to keeping a low profile and being a shadow even when he did not activate [Shadow Pursuit], then the man in front of him was like a ball of fire, a ball of raging fire. Even if he stood there, without saying a word or doing anything, he could make people involuntarily cast their gaze over.
"What an excellent seedling to be a tank."
Irin thought to himself.
After a short observation, Irin gave a fair evaluation.
The man with his back facing Irin was wearing a tight black vest. His strong muscles were like boulders and looked like they were full of unshakable weight like a rhinoceros. The most conspicuous thing was the messy curly hair that draped over his shoulders. The color of the hair was red. This red was not the usual dark red, brownish red, or menstrual red, but a red that seemed to emit a glow, making it difficult for people to look away.
— Red Hair.
"Pop ~"
"Red Hair." Joe D. Solomon's back was facing Irin. He flicked out a solid wooden cork with one hand and poured a bottle of strong liquor into his mouth like drinking water.
"Gulp ~ Gulp ~ Gulp ~"
Irin's pupils shrank slightly.
The cork that was ejected was deeply embedded in the wall in front of Joe D. Solomon, leaving a clear small hole.
Irin noticed that there was a wall in front of him. The wall was full of holes of different sizes. So this was the reason for these holes.
He thought … Cough, cough.
The strong smell of alcohol quickly evaporated and diffused in the conference room.
"You know what?" Red Hair smiled and turned his head. He held the bottle of liquor in his hand and leaned against his side. At the mouth of the bottle, the liquor dripped to the ground. Red Hair grinned and looked at Irin. He said, "Invader from the East, respected Apocalypse Guild Master, before you came, I was very curious about what kind of person the man standing at the top of the world would be."
Irin noticed that Joe D. Solomon used a very harsh word in his opening remarks — invader.
"And then?"
"And then, I was very disappointed." Red Hair shook his head and restrained his smile. "I didn't expect that the man standing at the top of the world would be different from what I imagined. He looks … slightly petite."
"…"
Irin suddenly had the urge to take out his gun and shoot Red Hair in the head.
People and their bodies could not be lumped together!
After a moment of silence.
Irin smiled slightly and said, "I'm also very disappointed."
Red Hair heard this and widened his eyes, but his expression seemed to be interested. He asked, "Oh? What do you mean? "
"I also didn't expect that the seventh guild in the world, Red Hair Guild Master, would use such a clumsy performance to give me a so-called show of strength."
Bang!
"Hahaha —" Red Hair raised his head and laughed. He smashed the empty bottle with one hand and smashed it against the wall. "Interesting. Now, I have a whole new level of respect for you. Please sit!"
"There's no need to sit." Irin smiled and said, "I like to stand."
"Then," Red Hair looked into Irin's eyes and said directly, "Guest from the East, did you come to my city this time to declare war or to form an alliance?"
Joe D. Solomon's question was very sharp.
He had no intention of arguing with Irin at all.
He directly asked the purpose of Irin, the Guild Master of the world's number one guild, to come to this city.
Alliance?
Or declaration of war?
Ever since Irin joined the guild, Joe D. Solomon had always wanted to take the initiative in the conversation in his hands.
Every word seemed to be conveying a message to Irin:
No matter how strong you are, no matter how high your ranking is, this is the Tower of War server. This is my city, my territory. I make the decisions.
While Irin was silent,
Red Hair's eyes were bloodshot as if they were dyed with a layer of blood, probably because he had drunk an entire bottle of strong liquor. With a slightly hoarse voice, he asked the same question again aggressively, "Alliance? Or declaration of war? "
When he said the word "declaration of war," Red Hair's mouth curved into a cruel smile.
"I see."
About thirty seconds later.
Irin understood.
He sighed softly and chuckled, "Let me confirm one more thing."
After saying that, Irin shook his wrist, and a high-definition uncensored photo spun in the air and flew toward Red Hair.
Joe D. Solomon's nostrils were filled with the smell of alcohol as he took the photo.
It was a beautiful photo of the magician who stole treasures, Circia Von Ainzberen.
"Are you looking for her?"
Red Hair's bloodshot eyes stopped on the photo for a moment before he raised his head and asked.
"Seems like you know her."
Irin smiled.
Red Hair sneered, "No."
"Heh," Irin sneered and calmly raised two fingers, "First, when you see a photo of someone you don't know, your first reaction should be to ask 'Who is she?' This is the reaction of a normal person."
Red Hair's face changed slightly.
"Secondly, I found it strange before. The photo seemed to be too clear. It was as if the person who took the photo knew that she would appear at a specific place and at a specific time. He even set up a camera in advance, lit a cigarette, and adjusted the aperture and focal length. Hmm, isn't that a bit too much? "
Red Hair's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard that.
"I understand." From Red Hair's reaction, Irin had already come to a conclusion, "It seems that although you know her, you don't know that she deliberately left this photo. Heh, have you ever thought that she purposely lured us to your city? "
"F * ck!"
The veins on the redhead's body bulged as he cursed.
As he cursed, he subconsciously looked at one of the doors.
Irin smiled and said, "This is the second thing I want to confirm. When humans are extremely angry, they will unconsciously make the most innocent reaction. This is what humans are like. "
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Doors were kicked open one by one.
Countless soldiers rushed in.
The unforeseen event happened very quickly.
From the moment Irin stepped into the meeting room to the moment he talked to Red Hair, the whole process took less than three minutes.
But in these short three minutes … the discussion fell apart.
Throwing a stone to test the waters, that was the way to ask questions.
"Over there!"
Everything happened in a very short period of time. Irin flipped his hand and the prepared black pearls scattered on the ground.
…
[Advanced Smoke Bomb]
[Grade] Rare
[Effect] Once it is hit by an external force, a "fog of war" that cannot be dispersed by normal means will appear around the smoke bomb. The range of the fog of war depends on the terrain. Duration: 3 minutes.
[Description] Do you think this is a normal smoke bomb?
…
"Damn it!"
Red Hair let out a deafening roar. The thick "fog of war" instantly filled the space in front of him.
Irin had earned a lot of Honor Points before, and now he was very rich. 8000 Honor Points could only be exchanged for one [Advanced Smoke Bomb] … Irin exchanged for a whole basket of them.
He threw them all out, and the thick smoke covered everything.
A fierce fist wind came from the depths of the thick smoke. The floor under his feet shook violently. It seemed to be caused by Red Hair stepping on the ground. But Irin had expected this and dodged in advance. He also dragged an unlucky guy from the soldiers who charged in and left him where he was just now.
Poof!
In the fog of war, the sound of flesh exploding could be heard. The thick smell of blood instantly covered the original smell of alcohol and filled Irin's nose.
Irin sensed the movement in the fog and frowned subconsciously.
The shield he used just now exploded on the spot.
But it was clear that Red Hair's fist hit the soldier and the explosion happened almost a second later.
Irin didn't think about it and didn't stop. He raised his hand and extended his five fingers toward the fog of war.
"Grip of Annihilation!"
Boom!!!
The ancient building with a long history … exploded.
At the same time, Red Hair's angry, suppressed, and numb moan could be heard from the fog.
…
Outside the city hall.
On the roof of a building.
Cyberras looked into the distance with his artificial magic eye.
Griffin, on the other hand, had a sniper rifle covered in markings in the leather bag that she had never shown. She had assembled the sniper rifle in advance and was now setting it up by the eaves. Through the magic lens with variable magnification, she observed Irin's every move after he entered the city hall.
Boom.
Irin didn't go in for long.
Black smoke gushed out of every carved window in the city hall.
After a while.
The ancient building with a long history in Munich that had stood for centuries despite being battered by wind and rain … collapsed!
The two sisters looked at each other with blank expressions.
They both cursed in their hearts at the same time.
Why did it explode again?
It had only been a few minutes!!!
It was too fast!
Didn't they say they were going to ask?
Why was it so intense?
Why did they start fighting?
What kind of person was this!!!
Was it really okay for the Clock Tower to recruit this kind of person who blindly blew things up and give him a "color rank"?
Wait, why did they subconsciously think "again"?
"She ran out!"
Just as Cyberras and Griffin were dumbfounded by the collapse of the ancient building, Irin's clear voice came from the crystal that Irin had given them not long ago.
Cyberras and Griffin's expressions changed slightly.
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