Whether it is the Red Lebanese Empire or the Red Lebanese Federation, their capital is Florence. This is an ancient capital with a history of more than a thousand years, but it is not old, but full of vitality like an old tree in spring.
Except for some commemorative or special buildings, the city of Florence is renovated every once in a while. Infrastructure, wall decoration, underground water pipes, and flat roads are all maintained by dedicated personnel.
Florence has seven districts in total. The first district is the center of Florence. It is the palace of the royal family of the Red Empire. It covers a large area and is where the royal family lives. The second district is close to the central city. Its core building is the parliament hall. This is the power center of the entire empire, composed of ten senators and dozens of deputies.
Most of these parliamentarians were powerful nobles, including a mixture of new nobles supported by capital and old nobles representing feudalism.
The second district has more concentrated administrative buildings, serving officials in the imperial capital.
The third and fourth districts are mainly commercial streets. The third district is more elegant, with libraries and museums built here, as well as some luxury jewelry stores, clothing stores, etc. The fourth district is a little more popular, with all kinds of shops, and all the happy streets of Florence are here.
Districts 5 and 6 are residential areas, covering the largest area, more than half of the entire Florence city area. District 7 is a number of special institutions, such as barracks, sanatoriums, and the headquarters of the Dark Hunter Organization. In fact, Florence also has a hidden District 8.
That is the huge underground drainage system.
This is where all the filth and evil are hidden, and the dark side of the imperial capital is all here.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was dim, and on the spacious main road, a black carriage set out from in front of the metal pillar of the platform and slowly began to accelerate.
Kaxiu looked through the car window and recalled the information about the Backward Era that he had learned during this period. There are seven districts in Florence. Where is the source of the Holy Spring? The headquarters of the Dark Hunter Organization? Not really. In the palace? In the residential area? In the commercial area? Not even in Florence...
All of these are possible. The location of the Holy Spring is very hidden. In the Dark Hunter Organization, I am afraid that only the head of the organization and the Holy Spring High Priest know it. The reason why Kaxiu tried to explore the location of the Holy Spring is nothing more than the effect of the stigmata. He has never been a law-abiding person, not to mention that after three years, the Dark Hunter Organization was destroyed and the Holy Spring became ownerless.
Rather than being snatched away by that mysterious force, it is better to let Kaxiu take it. His death in the era of recollection was not a real death, so it is not a bad thing to be more ambitious and greedy.
"Guluglu...Guluglu..."
The wheels moved forward steadily and the coachman pulled the reins to control the direction.
The carriage turned a corner and a piece of paper fell secretly.
A few seconds later, a figure walked out of the alley and picked up the note.
It clearly stated an address outside the city of Florence.
Five minutes later, in a hidden building, four figures were quietly waiting. With a creak, the door opened. The middle-aged man closest to the door took the note, glanced at it, and smiled.
"There are indeed some other forces behind this kid. I guess it's those old guys from the Dark Hunter branch..." said the middle-aged man.
The old guys he was talking about were actually the same as Bloodaxe Heb. Old hunters who had to lay down their weapons because of old age or injury. They were all at least Dark Gold-level hunters of the Hunter Association.
Now that they have retired, some of them have become instructors, training qualified new hunters for the Dark Hunter Organization. Some of them have become managers of the various county branches of the Red Li Empire. They do not support the royal family or the parliament, and they are even too lazy to pay attention to the intrigues within the Dark Hunter Organization.
These old hunters are factionless and only support the Black Organ Leader. Their purpose is very pure and there is only one purpose. To kill all the dark creatures in human society and eliminate all the evil and disasters.
Blood Axe Heb is such an old hunter, except that he is more unwilling to admit defeat. Even though his strength has declined and he is old and weak, he still fights on the front line of hunting. He does his best and burns the last rays of his life.
The middle-aged man from the royal faction guessed that these old hunters without factions seemed to be ready to make a move. They planned to actively cultivate a shadow hunter seedling to compete for the power share of the Hunter Association.
Bai Kui was only a Bronze Hunter, and he was no threat to the Shadow Hunter competition this time. But he could wait for the next opportunity. As long as Bai Kui did not join the competition, his qualification would not be consumed.
"These old guys can't hold back anymore..."
The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, and he planned to report his guess to his superiors later. As for now, it was natural to assign tasks to the three specially invited assassins in front of him. These three assassins were not trained by the royal family, but by a killer organization called Shadow Assassin. Every profession has its own expertise, and the assassination work should naturally be done by professionals. In addition, Bai Kui is a hunter of the Dark Hunter Organization after all, so it is not appropriate for the royal family to take action.
If it is discovered, it will be a big trouble.
The middle-aged man took a look at the room. The three people opposite were all Shadow Assassin's gold medal killers. They were all source energy users suitable for assassination, with the strength of white-level hunters to dark-gold-level hunters. It was enough to kill a black-copper hunter.
On the left, there is a tall and thin man wearing a hood, with a cruel expression in his cold eyes, like a lone wolf. He has no middle finger on his left hand, which is to facilitate the ejection of the hidden blade in the sleeve.
The man's nickname was Shadow Wolf, and he had physical energy that allowed him to move silently while maintaining an extremely fast speed, like a shadow following you everywhere.
On the right, there is a woman wrapped in bandages all over her body. She is wearing a half mask, so her face cannot be seen clearly. Only her wrists are covered with densely packed strips of cloth, like two large raised bracelets.
Her nickname is Bonebreaker, and what she likes to do is to smash the target's head with one punch. If conditions permit, she likes to blow someone up with one punch. Bonebreaker loves to hear the sound of bones cracking.
In the middle, the somewhat hunched and skinny man was wearing a black cloak to hide his deformed body. Judging from his appearance, the man was the most wretched and least present among the three. However, Bloody Hand was actually one of the three strongest assassins in the Shadow Thorn Organization. He possessed the energy of spirit.
Once activated, a kind of dark red power will emerge from both hands. As long as it touches human flesh, the dark red will devour and spread.
Little by little, the target is eroded into a pool of blood.
The three assassins, each with their own unique skills, were very powerful. It was really a waste of talent to use them to assassinate a black bronze-level kid. So the middle-aged man called out Shadow Wolf, intending to let him investigate the address that Bai Kui was going to, in order to verify the middle-aged man's idea. The remaining two assassins waited until it was dark and the carriage left the city, and then started to act directly.
"Bang..."
A wooden box the size of a human head was placed on the table.
The middle-aged man took a look at the broken bones and bloody hands and spoke slowly.
"Bring the head back to me intact, and you can do with the other body parts. By the way, the expression before death should be more painful, do you understand?" After he said this, Broken Bones and Bloody Hands looked at each other.
Making people suffer, that's easy. What Broken Bones like to do most is to smash people's limbs with one punch after another, making the opponent feel the bones of the whole body shattered. Bloody Hands is even more cruel, dark red spreads, just like thousands of insects devouring the body. Extremely painful, deep into the bone marrow.
"clear."
The two responded immediately with cruel smiles on their faces.
"Then go ahead. It's five o'clock now. Come back before seven o'clock. Is there any problem?" The middle-aged man glanced at his pocket watch and slowly raised his head.
"Of course not. You have to believe in the strength of the Shadow Thorn Organization, sir..."
As the voice fell, the three figures disappeared in the room.
The city of Florence was very large, and it took Kaxiu half an hour to drive out of the crowded commercial district after the carriage went around in circles. After arriving at the more spacious residential area, the carriage started to move faster.
You can leave Florence around six o'clock.
Five fifty-five, in an abandoned monastery on the outskirts of Florence.
The ground was covered with dead grass, the stone road was full of gravel, the interior of the building was full of cobwebs, the light was dim, and the red sunset barely provided some sunlight.
In the courtyard, at a broken stone table, two black figures were waiting quietly.
One of them was wearing a heavy black robe and a pure white mask that looked like a twisted tree root. Tong Kong was a strange white color, surrounded by darkness.
His right hand was covered with a black glove, holding a huge, sharp sickle.
The other person was wearing heavy armor, which was not snow-white and translucent, but rather had a matte dark color. It had a dangerous and heavy feeling.
The outline of the armor was hideous, and traces of blood could be seen faintly between the gaps.
Beside the armored man, there stood a large cross sword as tall as a person.
"Ghost Man, do you really want to cooperate deeply with that person called Feng Xiang?"
"Do you trust him so much?" the armored man suddenly asked. His voice was quite textured, like the collision of cold weapons, sonorous and powerful.
"..." The ghost was silent for a while: "I owe him a life..."
"In addition, there is great potential for cooperation between me and Feng Xiang. This time I asked you to meet me in the suburbs of Florence, actually I want to recruit you to join us, Iron Knight." The ghost took out two things from his arms and placed them on the desk.
On the left is a metal bottle the size of half a fist. It is made of metal, but the surface feels like wood, and even has mysterious patterns like tree rings. The bottle contains highly concentrated secret soul power.
On the right side is a badge, triangular in shape, with a pattern like the steps of the sun engraved on its surface. As long as the black source is absorbed, the steps will light up one by one, until the top step is full like a pyramid.
"Hunter Badge? Are you going to enter the world of disaster? That is the most dangerous area of all the missions in Black Rain Villa. If you stay there for too long, you will become severely beast-like. It will cost a lot of black source essence to expel the disaster that invades your body once in the Baptismal Church." The Iron Knight frowned slightly. He and the ghost are friends and have known each other since the Sword Level.
If a ghost wants to cooperate with me, I shouldn’t let him suffer any loss.
So the Iron Knight turned to look at the ghost and waited for his answer.
"What you said is part of my cooperation with the wind sign..."
The corners of the ghost's mouth twitched slightly under the mask. It was obvious that he had communicated with Kaxiu again during these ten days: "The wind elephant has a refuge in the disaster world, which can regularly expel the disasters from the souls. In this way, they can rest and hunt for a long time, hunt and rest, and the cycle continues..."
"Oh?" The Iron Knight suddenly became interested. After thinking carefully for a minute or two, he said, "Then what will you pay for the cooperation?"
"Help Feng Xiang exchange for a hunter badge, and serve as a free channel to help him exchange for the power of the secret soul. Then, all the corpses of the dark creatures we hunted in the world of disaster will be absorbed with something called demon seeds. Every time we enter the shelter, we have to submit the demon seeds to him..."
The ghost explained slowly. But in fact, he had something else to say, which was a private deal between the ghost and Kaxiu. One was that in order to repay Kaxiu for saving his life, he promised Kaxiu that he would find a way to get him a seal of the Black Rain Villa. The other was to explore the interior of the Black Rain Villa and look for a palm-sized ancient bone tree in an unknown area.
"If that's all, I'm certainly willing to cooperate..."
After a moment's deliberation, the Iron Knight agreed. Compared to the benefits, the cost of cooperation seemed insignificant.
Although it was a win-win situation, the Iron Knight always felt that he had gained more and had a sense of taking advantage. In fact, Kaxiu didn't care about it. Because he had a killer weapon, which was a secret drug that could allow the reporter to escape from the shackles of the Black Rain Villa. This would definitely have a huge appeal to the Iron Knight and the ghosts, and even all the night monsters. Kaxiu was a newcomer and it was impossible for him to form a powerful force out of thin air. But he could poach people and directly pull over a few top knights from the Black Rain Villa. Each of them had a combat power comparable to that of a fighter.
Kaxiu had no intention of climbing up the ladder step by step within the rules of the Dark Hunter Organization. That would be like a child playing house. He planned to flip the table and establish a powerful mysterious force outside the Dark Hunter Organization. In this way, Kaxiu could quickly achieve his first obsession. If someone wanted to hinder him, he could just ask the ghosts to kill them secretly and frame them as the work of Black Rain Villa. Anyway, it was not surprising that Black Rain Villa, which tended to be an evil force, would do anything.
In addition, this force is also preparing for the destruction of the Dark Hunter Organization three years later. It is very likely that they will face the mysterious force hiding behind it.
Kaxiu already had a plan in mind. Quality is more important than quantity. In this time of rewinding, he would create a supernatural force composed entirely of fighters. This would also be a huge help in the subsequent trip to the Island of Eternal Life.
As the sun sets, the sky becomes extremely dark, and the shadow of the high wall slowly covers it. The ghost man and the Iron Knight sit at the stone table, chatting and reminiscing, waiting for Kaxiu's arrival. Suddenly, the Iron Knight turns his head, looks sharply at the dark corner of the courtyard, and asks, "Did the Wind Elephant send you here?"
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Shadow Wolf, who had just found this place, felt a jolt in his heart. He didn't expect that he would be discovered in less than half a second! Shadow Wolf was about to climb over the wall to escape, but he found that the other black-robed figure beside the stone table had disappeared.
"Clang!" A sharp sickle flashing with cold light was placed on the neck.
"Hey, I'm asking you a question? Boy, why don't you answer..."
A black figure appeared in the darker place behind Shadow Wolf, as silent as a ghost. Its scarlet eyes slowly lit up.