Chapter 34 The Leader

Naturally, Wen Yu didn't know what happened to Wan Ping and Guan Tao. At this time, Wen Yu was walking down the mountain with Xing He and his single eye.

It didn't take long for Wen Yu to leave this devastated battlefield.

When we came down from the foot of the mountain, Xiaoxue was waiting for Wenyu.

Seeing Wen Yu approaching, Xiaoxue looked Wen Yu's body up and down, and found no obvious scars, so she spoke.

"solved?"

Wen Yu nodded.

"Then, are they all dead?"

"The leader ran away, and the rest were all dead."

Xiaoxue was silent for a while, then nodded to Wenyu.

"Thank you for helping them avenge."

Wen Yu looked at Xiaoxue's sad expression, remained silent, and just took the lead to walk towards the city.

"correct."

Wen Yu, who was leading the way, suddenly turned around and said to Xiaoxue.

"The organization that killed them is called Demon Worship, and this organization may have great power, at least their scientific research strength is quite strong! I think your military needs to pay attention to this organization!"

The meaning of Wen Yu's words is that he wants to use the power of the military to get a good look into the details of worshiping the Devil's Cult.

After all, when it comes to the ability to collect intelligence, Wen Yu can't keep up with the military in flattery.

Xiaoxue naturally understood the meaning of Wen Yu's words, and nodded cautiously.

 …

Somewhere in Huaxia, in a slightly dark room.

There was only one desk lamp with an orange light on in the room, illuminating a small area in the middle of the room.

An old man in casual clothes sat in front of a huge desk, carefully playing with two round walnuts in his hands.

Careful, serious, and focused as if stroking a lover! As the hand spins the walnut faster and faster,

The old man's expression became more and more serious.

"Crack!"

It may be that the old man used too much force, and the Wenwan walnut in his hand made a crisp sound, and two clear cracks appeared immediately.

The old man sighed and shook his head, put the cracked walnut in his hand on the desk, and said in a slightly deep voice.

"This, is my last pair of walnuts?"

In the shadows at the side, a voice suddenly came out.

"Yes, my lord."

The old man nodded, leaning on his head with his right hand, and at the same time grabbed the cracked walnuts on the table with his left hand, and said while exerting strength in his hand.

"I love playing with walnuts, you know why?"

Before the person hidden in the shadow could say anything, the old man continued slowly but forcefully.

"I like the feeling that walnuts are changing little by little in my hands, and becoming round little by little. You are young, and you may not know much about playing with walnuts."

"The plated walnuts are very different from the unplated walnuts!"

"Whenever I spend a few years to plate a pair of walnuts that look good, I will treasure them, because they are the fruits of my hard work!"

"It represents my dedication, and it is also my reward!"

"It's a pity, it's just so broken! What a pity!"

After the old man finished speaking, he slowly loosened his clenched left fist.

In the fist, the originally cracked walnut has turned into a handful of wood residue!

"Walnuts are really good! Because they will never let you down!"

"But people are different! Especially the humans after the catastrophe began, especially the cannibals I raised!"

"Maybe their power comes too fast! It's too easy! They don't know how to cherish this power at all!"

"Like this time!"

The voice of the old man became louder and louder. After speaking, he gradually lost control of his emotions and roared loudly!

The angry voice echoed back and forth in the whole room, and there were even some undetectable echoes. From this, it can be seen how big this room that has not been observed in its entirety is!

The old man slowly calmed down his excitement, pondered for a while, and then spoke.

"The guy who took the holy beast, have you found out who it is?"

The voice hidden in the dark answered immediately.

"According to the military's internal sources, it should be Sequence Two."

When Wenyu contracted Faceless just now, the means of Worshiping Demon Cult to control Faceless immediately failed, and then the news immediately spread to the leader of Worshiping Demon Cult—that is, the old man.

Hearing the two or three words of Sequence, the old man immediately frowned, tapped the table with his index finger a few times, and after a while, the old man spoke.

"Originally, I was very fond of that man named Wan Ping. His strength is not bad. If he absorbs it, he will be more than enough to be your deputy. But I didn't expect that his enemy is actually Sequence Two."

After the old man finished speaking, he shook his head helplessly.

"Forget it, for a fourth-level professional, the holy beast has already been lost, and if you lose more, it will not be worth the loss! In this case, Du Yu cannot be simply blamed for this incident... .”

"It's a pity that I spent a lot of magic energy to successfully shape the only artificial life body and perfectly replicate this skill!"

"When Du Yu comes back, bring him to see me. I think he is no longer suitable to be the apostle leader. You go to pick a cannibal, and then pick 10 third-level peak occupations from the army. Raise his strength to level four!"

"As soon as Du Yu comes back, I will draw out his skills."

The voice in the darkness sounded again.

"Killing 10 professionals at the peak of the third level at one time, this, I am afraid, is difficult to explain with Yanjing!"

"kindness."

The old man thought for a moment before speaking.

"Then count Du Yu, wait for him to come back, kill him, his corpse, plus 3 professionals at the peak of the third level, should be able to train a fourth-level apostle."

After listening to the old man's words, the person hidden in the dark responded slightly, turned and left the room.

When the room was empty, the old man sighed, and then took out a white handkerchief from the desk drawer.

Gently unbuttoning the jacket, a pure black crystal was exposed from the old man's chest.

Seeing the black crystals shining with black light on his chest, the complexion in the old man's eyes flashed, and then he gently wiped the spotless crystal twice.

After a while, the old man put down the work in his hand, buttoned his clothes again, then walked slowly to the gate, and pressed the light switch in the room.

With the bright light of the incandescent lamp, the panorama of the whole house reappeared in front of the old man.

Nuoda's room is very simple, with only a few sofas and some simple potted plants.

The curtains of several windows were tightly drawn, and even with the lighting of the lights, the interior of the room seemed a little gloomy.

The old man walked slowly to the back of the desk, took off the green coat hanging on the hanger, and put it on his body.

"Boom boom boom..."

There was a crisp knock on the door.

"Please come in."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the door of the room was slowly opened.

A woman in military uniform gave a military salute to the old man, and then spoke.

"General Peng, Yanjing has delivered the supplies, and the quantity has been checked."

The old man nodded slowly.

"Notify the people who came from Yanjing this time, just say, thank you, Commander Lin, for the gathering place of our magic city!"