"Is it here?"
Above the sandy desert, a dark shadow appeared in it.
It was a clown with a black cloak, no lower body, white gloves on one pair of arms, and a light in his hands.
The clown lowered his head and looked at the hotel standing in the flying sand. A pair of eyes lit up like lamps.
"Search for the outside stronghold mentioned by the hunters, is that this place?"
Talking to himself like this, the clown lifted the lamp in his hand.
"Boom..."
The dark brown flame suddenly burned in the lamp in his hand.
The flame sprinkled fire powder, followed the strong wind, hovered in the sky above the hotel for a circle, and then returned to the lantern.
"Hey..."
The clown uttered his tongue immediately.
"Sure enough, there is no breath of the Fire Mist Warrior, just an insignificant stronghold."
The bases of outside residences are now all over the world, but their importance is naturally different depending on the scale.
The five strongholds that Will Amina mentioned were the central institutions, which existed like headquarters.
In addition to the bases of the hub, there are also so-called branches in the bases of the foreign residences in various countries.
The branches of those branches only provide some simple support, similar to bank ATMs, which can withdraw money, but when complicated services are needed, they have to go to the real stronghold.
If it is in those strongholds, not only are there a large number of staff, but also the fire fighters are responsible for protection and management.
Facing these strongholds, if you want to destroy them, you need to invest a lot of combat power.
However, although this stronghold in the desert is not a branch, because of its remote location, few fire-mist fighters stayed in it.
Therefore, the only one sent to destroy this stronghold was the Apostle of the Red World.
"Even destroying such a stronghold is not worthy of pride."
The clown made a sound like a greasy voice.
"If I can destroy the outside world alone like a "general", then my status in the organization will also rise, right? "
Unfortunately, that is unrealistic.
Even if the Devil of the Red World wants to destroy a stronghold in the outside world alone, it is rare and staggering.
Although there is no such level of Red Devil in the organization, the Red Devil of that level will naturally not take over and destroy a stronghold that even the Fire Mist Warriors have not left behind.
Although the clown in the organization is a well-known itinerant with strong fighting power, he is also a red devil, but he can't reach the level of destroying the outside world alone.
It is precisely because I know this clearly that I feel a little unpleasant about the task being sent here.
If there is a Fire Mist Warrior, it will still get the glory of defeating the opponent, but if there is no Fire Mist Warrior, it is pure torture, which is not worth mentioning.
"It's better to solve it quickly and go back quickly to see if you can receive more advanced tasks."
In that way, he would definitely be able to get the appreciation of the three pillar ministers and improve his status.
When I thought of this, the clown's heart became a little hot.
"Disappear for me, the stupid humans who helped the group of crusaders that killed their compatriots."
Leaving such words, the clown once again raised the lamp in his hand.
"Boom!"
This time, the scorching black-brown flame suddenly burned like a raging fire.
"call!"
The clown immediately blew away the fire in the lantern.
Under the blow of the clown, the dark-brown flames seemed to grow in the wind, rushing out violently while growing continuously, and before long it turned into a huge fire curtain, shrouded in the hotel below.
Both the flying sand and the strong wind were evaporated in the fire.
Under such a curtain of fire, even a hotel would be burned out, right
pity…
"I just came back and gave me such a big welcome ceremony. Your "masquerade" is really hospitable. "
With such a sound, a cold light suddenly burst out in the hotel below.
"choke!"
In the pleasant clear moan, the dagger like a waning moon turned into a tornado. While spinning fiercely, it rolled up layer after layer of wind and waves, soared into the sky, and faced the falling fire curtain fiercely.
"Boom!"
In the sound of the explosion, the fire curtain collided heavily with the tornado.
In an instant, dark brown flames danced wildly, and violent winds raged.
"what… !?"
The clown was taken aback.
The black-brown fire curtain disappeared with the violent wind and waves as if it had been dispelled.
Only the dagger that turned into a cold light broke through the sound barrier, swept up in the air from below, and came to the opposite side of the clown.
"Snapped!"
In the crisp sound, the dagger was caught by a palm.
Only then did the clown find out.
Opposite him, he didn't know when someone appeared.
A person who hovered in mid-air, staring at himself, with a smile on his face.
Looking at the man, the clown opened his eyes wide.
"you you… !"
The clown made a sound of surprise.
"You are… !?"
That person, the clown has seen him.
No, it should be said that people from the entire "masquerade party" have seen it.
Just six months ago, the Xingli Temple, the largest apostle group in modern times, the base camp of the "Masquerade Party," was sunk.
After that, the incident spread all over the world.
The outsiders received the information, and passed it to each outsiders, and then to the various fire-mist fighters.
The "Masquerade Ball" also spread information to members around the world, allowing them to grasp the first-hand news.
At that time, all the members of the "Masquerade Party" had already confirmed the source of all this.
One is the "scorching-eyed killer" fire-mist fighter.
The other one is human.
A human who was able to flee alive in a contest with "Bad Blade" Shaburak, fought fiercely with the three pillars, and carried a zero-time mystery on his body.
It is this human being in front of him.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
The clown suddenly laughed like ecstasy.
"Unexpectedly, I'm so lucky to meet the human beings wanted by the General Staff, the General and even the Great Yu Wu here!"
The culprit responsible for the sinking of the Xingli Temple was the owner of the Zero Hour Mizi that the organization had been looking for, and a person who was strictly wanted by the three pillars.
"As long as I catch you back, I can do a great job!"
The clown laughed loudly.
"Oh, just give me a hand! Human!"
The voice fell off.
"Puff!"
The sharp blade pierced the black cloak, causing the black-brown tongue of fire to spray out like blood.
"what… ?"
The clown's laughter completely turned into a voice of confusion and consternation.
Immediately, the clown whose whole body was severed in two fell from mid-air with a tongue of fire gushing like blood.
Ling Na stood in front of him, watching this scene from a bird's-eye view, curling his lips, and throwing out a word.
"You have too much nonsense."