Mystical Journey

Chapter 392: See end 1

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She didn't know what happened to the specific situation. Are there still so many people outside? Are those nasty black dogs still sniffing on the snow? That Robin from the Heitian Society should have gathered more and more people, right

Avixi's mind was in a half-dream and half-awake state.

She can only wait and leave her fate to God's arrangement. If the people from the Mathematical Institute hadn't found her in front of the enemy, then what awaited her might be a crueler end than death.

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several days later.

Above the snowy peaks of the mountains, a jet-black flying bird constantly shuttles and inspects the scenery below. The flying bird was the same size as a normal sparrow, but strangely had two sickle-like forelimbs, like a pair of sharp pliers.

They shuttled silently in the strong wind, and they were not affected by the huge wind force.

On the edge of an ice cliff in Xuefeng, several figures in black robes were standing.

They gathered together in a circle, with a large black metal vat in the middle, rippling with emerald green potion.

Strangely, the topography of the Xuefeng Mountains appeared on the surface of the potion water, like a green sand table.

The landform above is still changing subtly, which is really incomparable, as if looking down from a high altitude.

"The people from the agency are coming. Swank, haven't you found it yet?" A man in black robe asked in a low voice. He spoke Ennet with a tongue-twisting accent, which gave people a feeling of not being very proficient.

"I've searched the entire mountain range, but I can't find any trace of that little guy. It's really a good concealment technique." Another black-robed man shook his head and replied, "Where are the rest? It seems that many other people have come during this time. Do you want to confuse the line of sight or take advantage of the chaos?"

"It's probably an adventurer who came to try his luck. There are monster clusters everywhere outside. They can break through the defense line and come in, so be careful."

"Yes, let Robin know."

"OK."

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In another area of Xuefeng, on the snow-white slope, there are densely dotted dots everywhere, some are red dots, some are black dots, but most of them are small white dots.

Some of these dots are clever little totems, such as rabbits, foxes, squirrels, and mice.

They run around drilling holes, they are constantly looking for something.

A white flying squirrel was lying on the shoulder of a man in black robe, and he was walking on the snow with one deep foot and one shallow foot. He exhaled a strong white gas from his mouth, and his feet made a crisp sound when they stepped into the snow. Leave a deep footprint.

Suddenly he stopped, glanced around, and vaguely saw the figures of adventurers among the cedar forests in the distance.

"Damn bugs!" He cursed in a low voice. These adventurers are outlaws who survived everywhere, and they were originally wanderers. But after a new wave of adventurers joined, the situation became a little complicated.

This new adventurer power is led by a man named Bloody Hand, who is cunning and treacherous, and has good strength. It seems that he still has excellent hiding ability, avoiding the direct confrontation with their Heitian Society.

But now these people obviously haven't found the little guy. Otherwise they will not follow themselves.

The man in black felt a little more at ease.

Suddenly he stopped slightly, stretched his right hand into his bosom, as if holding something down, closed his eyes, as if he was listening carefully.

Suddenly, he raised his head to look at the sky, and his expression slowly changed.

He backed up step by step.

"Oh. This is troublesome. Xilin, notify everyone and withdraw!"

"What's going on?" A woman's voice came from his arms.

"I think it's someone from the Mathematical Institute." The man in black looked up at the sky in front of him, where three red dots were flying rapidly.

The red dot is getting bigger and clearer.

After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, the man in black gasped.

"Everyone! Withdraw! It's the flames of hell!! If you don't have time, hide immediately!"

The steps of the black-robed man backed up faster and faster. It seemed to draw a clear black line in the snow. The footprints under his feet continued to form a line, and he left quickly towards the rear.

Whizzing! !

In an instant, the three red dots were above the position where the man in black had stood before.

These are three men and women in red robes, two men and one woman. The leader is a middle-aged man with red hair.

There was a murderous intent between his eyebrows, and his eyes scanned the remaining traces below.

"Anyone who dares to touch my mathematics organ! It seems that we haven't walked outside for many years, and some people have forgotten the scars from the beginning."

"Mentor, let's talk about it first after finding the junior." Another red-robed woman whispered.

The middle-aged man nodded and looked at the last young man.

The latter nodded.

"My little ones have confirmed the situation. The forces searched here include adventurers and the Black Sky Club, notably the Bloody Hands, and the Five-member Gluttony Ring of the Black Sky Club. In addition, I have found the Vichy's other schoolmates who were lost. They hid under a snow mound and haven't eaten any cooked food for three days."

Boom!

A group of crimson flames exploded from the middle-aged man's hand.

"These damned, lifeless things!" He seemed to squeeze out the voice through his teeth. "Go and meet those poor little guys."

"Then mentor you."

"Of course I'm going to let these death-seeking guys taste the pain! Sometimes death is much more kind than life," the middle-aged man said with a cold expression.

Groups of flames ignited out of thin air, surrounding the middle-aged man in the middle.

He was about to leave to take revenge on those enemies who dared to offend the majesty of the institution.

Suddenly the man narrowed his eyes and looked directly at the woods on the left.

"Come out!" he growled in a low voice.

In the cedar forest, two mysterious figures covered in black slowly walked out.

The person in front raised his hood, revealing a head of brilliant blond hair hanging over his shoulders, with a handsome face and fair complexion. The most conspicuous thing is the three cinnabar-like marks on the center of his brow.

"Secret agency?"

"The flames of hell?"

The two spoke at the same time.

The face on the opposite side was calm and leisurely, as if he was just going out for a walk after dinner.

"Why do you guys who only hide in the cracks come here? Don't you also want to covet secret treasures?" Hell Flame said coldly. He has no sympathy for secret agencies.

Different from state organs and academic institutions, secret organs are bloody and cruel inside, full of cunning and deceit. Although it is one of the three major institutions. But the tentacles of the secret agencies seem to be all-pervasive, and their intelligence networks seem to be everywhere, which is unpredictable.

Compared with those lovely students in the math institution, Hellfire loathed these shadow hounds with no aristocratic qualities even more. Like wolves that smell carrion, they can be found anywhere.

Not only him, but even the two people around him showed signs of alertness. He stared at the blond man who had just appeared.

"It's the eight-headed Mist Crow Garon. A nobleman of the capital of Kuwaitan. He is very powerful." The young red robe moved his lips slightly, lowering his voice to a level just enough for the flames of hell to hear.

Hell Flame nodded slightly without moving.

"It is impossible to give the secret treasure to you!" He said loudly to the other side. "We have sacrificed so much, and the thing has come to us! This is the result of our math."

Garen's face remained unchanged.

"The task I received was to obtain the secret treasure. As for who owns the item, that's none of my business." He said lightly, as if everything was taken for granted.

The flames of hell blushed, and then suppressed their anger.

"Very well, first settle the external dispute, and then I will come to learn your Excellency's methods."

"That's what I mean too." Garen stepped back slowly, and disappeared into the depths of the pine forest with another person.

After the opponent retreated, the flames of hell became more and more unhappy.

"Teacher, you don't have to worry, at least until all the foreign enemies are dealt with, the secret organization won't turn against us." The young red-robed man whispered, "I just received the news that the Heitian Society has new forces to support us." Yes. In addition to the ring of gluttony, there is also the ring of greed and the ring of anger. And recently we have received some new information, and people from the Dihua Club have also come."

"Dihua Society?" Hell Flames gradually calmed down, "Don't care about them, first go and experience the newly established evil ring of Heitian Society! I want to see who gave them the courage to dare to provoke them!" The majesty of the Mathematics Institute!!"

"Teacher, you won't want to mess around again." Nu Hongpao hurriedly said.

"Don't worry." Hell Flame raised his hand, indicating that there is no need to worry.

He glanced at the direction Garen and the two left, and raised his hand abruptly.

laugh!

A line of fire shot out of his hand, shot directly into the white pine forest and disappeared.

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In the pine forest.

Garen was quietly looking at the group of men in white who were respectfully saluting in front of him. These men in white were all in a state of distress and looked exhausted, but they seemed very excited because of his arrival.

"So, the people in our secret agency have lost a lot in this operation?"

"Yes." The leader of the man in white lowered his head and said in shame. "Master Fog Crow, the people of the Heitian Society wish to search the entire Xuefeng Mountain, and kill anyone who sees our secret agency! We have no way to completely avoid it."

Garen stroked his chin in silence.

"Boss, I must have been dragged down by you."

The wind chime is talking cheaply on one side.

How many people from the Heitian Club did the two kill outside? General level, school level, this kind of guerrilla warfare has killed many plans of the Heitian Society, and it is no wonder that the other party is not popular.

It can be said that most of Garen's reputation is based on the casualties of the Black Sky Society.

Looking at the bleak subordinates of the secret agency in front of him, Garen couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

Suddenly there was a crisp sound from behind. A line of fire passed through the pine forest and flew straight towards Garen.

Peng!

Garen raised his hand to catch the incoming fire wire, and the flame stopped in his hand, revealing the main body, which was a square piece of ruby with a symbolic text similar to an inscription engraved on it.

The sound of the flames of hell came directly from the ruby.

"Eight Fog Crows, you and I will share this snow peak equally. How about solving the matter of the secret treasure internally after clearing the field?" His voice was exceptionally clear.

"Just what I want. I want the east."

"Then I'm heading west."

(end of this chapter)