"Activity mission."
"United as One: Mission requirement, repel the offensive of the Balance Saints 'Saints of Life and Death'."
"Please choose core operators to fight."
Instead of catching him, should we repel him
Bai Yan wondered if this meant that it was almost impossible to capture the "Saint of Life and Death" under the current circumstances
Aaron and the night watchmen were already guarding here. After Bai Yan thought about it, the core operators who went into battle chose the strongest "Night Blade" currently in hand.
Since you don’t know the type of mission, the specific content and process of the mission, then choose to let the strongest core operator do it.
"Help me, Nightblade."
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At this moment, Mu Zhen was in the yard of his home.
In her hand was the "Heart of Death" that had been gifted by Bai Yan. A large amount of black mist appeared on the black blade, which continued to disperse around. The already withered leaves in the courtyard became more dilapidated in an instant.
The power of death turned into black mist and surged out from the blade, roaring ferociously at its master.
In the roar, the breath of death became more intense and bloomed.
The sword that had obviously surrendered would actually resist again... with the intention of killing its master.
Mu Zhen's body began to age and deteriorate rapidly, and his vitality was passing away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The blood of demon hunters is surging.
Mu Zhen's aura seemed to have turned into a powerful warrior shadow, extremely huge and possessing the stability to support the heaven and the earth.
The tiny black mist could only cry and kneel down in surrender.
She opened her eyes, her face sparkling.
The life force that was originally lost has been completely regained by the strong will! Even not only herself, but all the withered and fallen leaves in the yard came back to life again!
This symbolizes her ease with new weapons!
At this moment, Mu Zhen has become a strong man in the true sense, rather than a simple "numerical monster".
In fact, the reason why the core operators of the Tower of Babel are strong is not because of the choices of the Tower of Babel... but because they are all people who have the possibility of saving the world.
All the Tower of Babel can do is turn "possibility" into "result."
[Yeyeren, the decision is yours.]
A familiar voice appeared in my mind again.
Um.
She had long been used to it and understood that her sword was trained just for this moment.
Mu Zhen knelt on one knee very skillfully, with a calm expression and a firm tone: "Savior, please let me defeat evil."
Chapter 181: United as One!
Dawn area.
The dim dusk is gradually turning dark.
In an ordinary family, a young man took out an old, rusty copper mirror from under his bed.
This is a gift from the "God of Luck"!
A few days ago, an old woman suddenly came over and gave him this thing. She also told the boy how to do it and he would be blessed by the God of Luck.
But there are conditions for use. He must complete those rituals tonight and cannot tell anyone about it.
"Otherwise, the blessings of luck will be ineffective."
The young man believed that this was true because the old woman showed him a magical power that made fire and water float into the air, merge and merge.
"We need items that represent the four elements. Well, according to what the old lady said, these seem to be enough, water, stones, empty cups, and matches."
The four things were placed in order, and then the magic circle given by the old woman was drawn with chalk. The young man became more and more excited.
You are the lucky one chosen!
He closed his eyes nervously and smiled... As long as I complete the ritual, I will gain extraordinary power and become a hero like a member of the Tower of Babel!
Everyone in the school will be jealous of him!
"Lord of Balance, Lord of Ruins, Great Master of All Things."
In the dusk, the young man stood in front of the window and whispered to himself.
Words are powerful.
The name that is untouchable to mortals is being praised by insignificant people. The weight of a person is insignificant, and the language itself begins to exert a terrifying power. The ancient magic circle drawn with chalk on the ground gradually begins to emit a gray-white light in the dim small room.
The wind blew through his hair, and the young man continued: "I pray for your strength and hope that you can let friends from far away come. I..."
He suddenly felt a little confused, why was there wind in the room where he closed the doors and windows
Just then, a voice came!
"stop."
The boy was startled, opened his eyes and sat down on the ground.
A handsome man in a formal dress was standing in front of him. He raised his foot and kicked away all the ritual items. The magic circle drawn with chalk on the ground quickly lost its brightness.
What a close call, luckily I caught up.
Aaron looked at the young man calmly and said calmly: "Your behavior will not bring any benefits, it will only summon the real devil, but the cost is your precious life and youth."
The young man stayed on the ground for a long time, and suddenly asked loudly and excitedly, "Are you from the Tower of Babel? You must be!"
He is the hero of the Tower of Babel. I actually saw it with my own eyes, great!
Aaron was silent for a while and said seriously:
"No, I'm a night watchman."
Hearing this answer that was not exciting enough at all, the young man was obviously discouraged and looked depressed.
Although I have heard of the Enemy Bureau and the Night Watch, they are not as handsome as the Tower of Babel! Everyone in the school likes the Tower of Babel. Those people are the heroes who save the world!
The night watchman is just a supporting character in the story!
Seeing the undisguised expression of the other party, Aaron was not in a good mood, but he did not show it to the boy. He just said: "Do you think the Night Watchmen are not heroes? No, everyone in the Night Watchmen is actually the same as Babel. Like the members of the Tower, they are people who will sacrifice themselves for the happiness of innocent people.”
Everyone is definitely a hero.
"oh."
The young man was indifferent and didn't want to understand the night watchmen who were not strong enough or handsome enough and just busy.
Aaron stood silent in the shadows and stopped arguing.
In the hundred years before the Tower of Babel appeared, the night watchmen of the Chenhai Anti-Demon Bureau saved the city countless times and sacrificed countless people...
never mind.
This in itself is the fate of those who guard in the dark night.
Aaron raised his palm and used the recently learned spell "Sleep" to make the young man in front of him go back to bed with a dull look in his eyes.
Aaron then spoke into the team channel through the headset.
"I succeeded here and interrupted the teleportation ceremony. It seems that the Balance Saint wants to come in this way."
A nervous and hesitant voice came from the headphones.
"Yeah, but here... I seem to have failed."
"What!"
Aaron was immediately startled.
Elsewhere in the Dawn District, in what was still a room of an ordinary family, a young man who had turned into a white-haired old man fell to the ground with his eyes closed, unconscious.
Several night watchmen stood aside, looking at the identical magic circle on the ground, and shook their heads, it was still a step too late.
Too much.
There were at least dozens of people in the Dawn District starting the ritual at the same time, and they couldn't stop them all. These were obviously preparations that the Xujin Order had made long ago.
"He must be treated immediately, it is very clear that life and youth have been robbed."
The night watchmen could tell from the layout of the room that the old man in front of them was probably less than thirty years old.
But at this moment, he looked as old as if he was in his sixties.
"It turns out that you have set up a dragnet a long time ago, waiting for me who wants to sneak in. It's really immoral."
The sudden sound put the night watchers on alert.
The voice was very frivolous, and it appeared in a secret corner covered by a blanket, but there was absolutely no room for anyone to hide in that corner, and the capacity was only about the size of a cat or dog.
The watchmen must be alert, and the voice continues to talk to itself.
"Well, do you want to escape now? Just leave now, otherwise it will be very dangerous."
"Just kidding, if it weren't for me, it would indeed be very dangerous... But if it was me, it doesn't matter. Fortunately, the leader and that guy are both working in the heterogeneous alliance, so they can't come for the time being."
"My frontal combat effectiveness is the weakest, but it is very suitable for the current situation."
The night watchmen want to inform others through the team channel that the target to be captured today is here!
However, they suddenly found that their bodies could not move.
When...
Soon even the autonomous consciousness was gradually sealed.
Then from the shadow under the blanket, a small mouse the size of a palm emerged.
It actually showed a weird smile and spoke in human language: "Well, my ability is really suitable for causing trouble in the city. Let me make a mess here and find a suitable opportunity."
"Well, my ability is really suitable for causing trouble in the city. Let me make a little mess here and look for suitable opportunities."
Several night watchmen suddenly said the same thing and smiled.
Then they all started playing with their headphones, collectively shaking their heads and saying, "As a criminal who grew up in the wilderness, I'm not very good at using technological items."
One of the night watchmen opened the team channel and said in a normal tone: "None of you come to this area anymore. That person should have left for a long time. We just need to stay here to continue monitoring."
"Understood, received."
"receive."
"Team 3 received it."
After turning off the headphones, several night watchmen laughed with identical expressions. They all raised their fingers and pressed their heads, shaking their heads.
"Honestly, even the 'Dark Light Left Hand' of the Dark Light Church has fallen here. I really don't want to come, but there is no way... After more than ten years of searching in this city, we finally have something. Once you have achieved results, you must not simply give up.”
"Tower of Babel... I can't afford to offend you. I can't afford to offend you. Please spare me."
Several night watchmen immediately shook their heads. The "Saints of Life and Death" seemed to be very afraid of the mysterious Tower of Babel.
"Based on the current intelligence, the Tower of Babel is likely to possess some kind of ability to predict the future, which is far more powerful than the 'Prophecy' of the Demon Enforcement Bureau."
Because of the help of the power of gods from outside the world, the "Book of Prophecy" in the Chenhai Demon Hunting Bureau has long been unable to function normally.
They all laughed again and said in unison:
"Fortunately, my purpose is just to find that thing... As long as I get it, I can retreat."
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In the slightly cold autumn wind, Bai Yan was sitting on a bench in an uninhabited park, calmly playing the game "Tower of Babel".
Well, let’s try first to see if we can solve the problem using simple game methods.
Bai Yan clicked to start the task, and then, the first thing that caught his eyes was the city streets in the Dawn District. It was already night.
Then, the pixel-style "Nightblade" villain appeared.
"Count your sins."
She said her debut lines as always, and then under Bai Yan's control, "Night Blade" entered the city streets.