Under the rain, Leigh frowned as he looked at the vortex hanging upside down in the sky.

"Everyone, work harder! Now if you put in more effort, we will have a better chance of surviving!"

The rain has intensified, and it can now be called heavy rain. The frequency of ground shaking is getting higher and higher. It seems that the "thing" in the sanctuary is gradually unlocking the seal as the rain continues to increase.

Wow----

With a loud noise, another pillar fell down.

"Make waterproof measures and don't let the rain get wet on the oil drum!"

The thugs of the Mark Gang are checking the sanctuary. A little closer to the periphery, the Holy Cross Knights and the Flame Lotus Knights formed a defensive line.

People from the Witch Association and the Botanical Research Institute stood on a high platform built up, full of materials needed to cast spells.

The other organizations are also on standby in different preparation positions.

The delegate practitioners of the Siyuan Society stood on a circular high platform, coldly overlooking the surroundings.

Wrigg glanced back, and the narrow suspended walkway had been quickly widened, enough to accommodate multiple trucks passing at the same time, and the rest of the area was also connected to a spare lane.

Under the influence of the potion ability, the speed of infrastructure deployment was very fast, but because of the rain, he was always a little worried.

"Please check the condition of the passage again! Don't be reluctant to materialize where it should be reinforced!"

"Confirm whether there are any problems with drainage! According to Plan E, treat the site as a flooded area to reinforce!"

"The logistics channel must be set aside separately and must not be occupied! Send someone to contact the logistics to ensure that it is unblocked!"

Li Cao slowly walked to him.

"We have done well enough, haven't we?"

Regg looked around worriedly.

"Next time you should really sit in my seat and try, you won't say such things."

Li Cao smiled, and the rain fell down his hunter hat.

"So you have to do this kind of thing," he patted Reg's shoulder with one hand. "You can find the soldiers who charge into battle, but the general who can control the whole army is hard to find."

Reger understood what he meant.

"Because of this, I have to take everything into consideration. Without a soldier's commander, it's not a fart."

Li Cao was silent for a moment.

"Don't worry, I'm not that easy to die. If the only B-level burps like this, the guild's face won't be bright."

After submitting the investigation mission of the Healing Church, Li Cao was successfully promoted to level B.

Craig squeezed his eyes in the rain.

"I believe in you, I hope you can bring me surprises and surprises like the first time I met."

"Ah, wait and see."

As Wrigg continued to invest in the operations of the various organizations, Li Cao paused in silence, wrapping layer after layer of bandage on his palm.

...

In the logistics camp.

Iloth pressed Christine's shoulder, and there was a louder and louder rain outside the tent.

"It will take Xiao Ting to perform well in a while."

Christine wept and looked at the person in front of her.

"Ilos, are you going to the battlefield too?"

"Of course," Elos gently touched her head. "The power cultivated should be used when necessary, shouldn't it?"

"In that case, I too...I can fight too!"

"So, when the wounded are sent over, we will trouble Xiao Ting for treatment."

"Don't... don't call me by that name, it looks like I'm... useless."

Yiluos patiently wiped away her tears and squatted down to look at her.

"We all have our own battlefields. Let us fight hard in different places."

Holding her close to her arms, Elos stood up and walked out into the rain without looking back.

Christine stretched out her hand, but failed to catch her.

...

In the silent void, flames and blood mist are constantly intertwined, but they cancel each other out.

"Not bad," Mikhavalov always stood in place, "Even if you haven't cultivated a stub, your name of faith can already be used to such an extent."

"Thanks to your blood wheel society." Su Ke steadied his pace and let the flames spread again.

Dozens of incandescent flame spears were fired at the same point from different angles. For the first time, Mikhavalov blocked it with both hands, and his figure was pushed a few meters away from the floor.

"Ha ha... It seems that you have become more and more proficient in mastering this power."

Immediately, he stepped forward, and a series of blood thorns pierced out along the road, turning this place into a garden of blood thorns.

Su Ke also stepped forward, and the nearly white flame forcibly broke a path in the thorns.

The consumption is greater on your own side.

He didn't dare to use the potion ability, Mikhavalov seemed to maintain a tacit understanding with him, otherwise once he used the ability of Sequence 5, he would not be able to bear it.

This is not a gap that can be filled by adding an Alice. Between the two Sequences 7 and 5, there is an almost insurmountable gap.

If you want to use it, you must have a certainty of victory, otherwise once you pierce this paper window, you will be invincible.

There was a short pause on both sides, and Su Ke revealed his true face in the flames for the first time, looking at Mikhavalov from the air.

The other party's posture of "Since I pulled me here, I will play with you", as long as Su Ke does not make a move, he will not make a move.

But even in the Own Void, facing an old monster that was Sequence 5 two thousand years ago, he was still at a disadvantage.

The depth of the foundation is like the difference between clouds and mud.

"You don't seem to resemble the knights of the red moon. The feeling they give me is often very irritable."

Mihavalov smiled calmly.

"I admit that there are many such people in the red moon, but they generally do not represent all of them."

Afterwards, he squeezed his hands in front of him and narrowed his eyes.

"What do you seem to be planning, I also want to see what you can do against me, but should we make a bet?"

Su Ke looked at him coldly.

"Bet on whether I will succeed?"

Mihavalov shook his head repeatedly, "tsk":

"If your method can be acceptable to me, I would be very willing to be trapped by you and not disturb the army you crusade against."

"but--"

"Would you like to bet with me, will the end result be as you wish, or as I wish?"

Su Ke slowly tried the range of the flame.

"Are you trying to say that even if you do nothing, everything will develop according to your vision?"

Mikhavalov smiled, seeming to admit this point of view.

He opened his eyes, and there seemed to be fanaticism in his eyes.

"I don't need to do anything at all. Observing the two thousand years of historical development of your human beings has made me deeply aware of one thing--"

"The wheel of history is often driven by fools."

"Su Ke, you may be very smart, or you may be very different from ordinary people, but it may not be someone like you that determines the development of the world in the end."

"The so-called idiots only need an inadvertent act to destroy all your past efforts."

"It's ironic, isn't it?"

"And the righteous side, there will never be a shortage of such idiots."

Su Ke nodded thoughtfully after listening.

"I rarely agree with this view."

He stared at each other earnestly.

"But I have my rules of the game. Since idiots can't be avoided, just live in The Underworld where idiots are piled up."

"After all," Su Ke smiled, "There are always more good people than bad people."

Mihavalov was startled.

"Haha...hahahaha!"

He suddenly laughed wildly.

"Yes, you really deserve it, Su Ke! As a reward, I will tell you what you are about to face."

Mihavalov looked at him quietly.

"The dependents sleeping under the sanctuary."

"His name is—"

Time seemed to stand still for a few seconds.

"Mescar of Meiyu."

...

Boom.

In the sky, a black lightning flashed across.

The rain was pouring down.

Everyone's eyes are on the sacred territory that is constantly shaking.

Some licked their lips, some squeezed their weapons, and some wiped off the rain from their faces.

There seemed to be only the sound of rainstorm all around.

The last pillar persisted for not long, and sank to the ground on the floor of the sanctuary water.

The next moment, a huge black figure, emerged from the floor of the sanctuary, revealing his veil-like appearance.

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