"One, two, three, four...Ten, eleven, twelve."
When the cheetah counted to twelve, especially those warrior-like ferocious eyes overlooking the cheetah, like a sharp sword, the cheetah was suppressed fiercely, and he felt like he was being nailed by countless steel nails. He was firmly nailed, and his shoulders seemed to be pressed heavily as if there were thousands of worlds, causing his legs to tremble because he couldn't bear the pressure, and even tended to bend and kneel down.
"Snapped···············"
Suddenly, a powerful hand dragged a cheetah's underarms fiercely. He immediately felt his whole body full of power, as if he was in an endless ocean, and the buoyancy of the sea would instantly be under pressure. The cheetah, suppressed to the ground, supported it.
The cheetah couldn't help but look back, and saw an old man wearing a white hoodie. His gray beard was like a broom attached to his body. The old man nodded slightly at the cheetah and gestured. greet.
When Cheetah saw this familiar face, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Prophet? You..."
Before the cheetah could finish speaking, the prophet narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his head, motioned not to speak, and then looked up at the twelve giant warriors on top of his head.
I saw these twelve giants with their heads exposed. Under the heat like a sea of fire, their bodies began to slowly appear. The golden armors and swords and axes in their hands were like guarding the gates of hell. The golden light on the samurai body looked extremely sharp and sharp under the burning and shining of the flame. They stood in the sea of fire above their heads, and their eyes, like the concentrated sun, burst out from time to time. Mang, as if he was alive.
Cheetah looked at the twelve giants above his head, and felt the threatening and killing look in the eyes of the twelve giants. For the first time, he felt that he was so small, and for the first time he felt that he was as fragile as an ant. Once I felt that the killings I experienced were so insignificant.
And when the cheetah's eyes clearly scanned the texture of the armor on each of the giants, as well as the shape of the sword and axe in his hand, plus the unique number of twelve, his heart couldn't help but wonder:
"Prophet, this...this should be the first emperor's..."
"That's right!" The prophet interrupted Cheetah's words directly: "I'll do the calculations and plan for nearly a lifetime, but in the end I still failed to beat the way of heaven, Emperor Shi, it seems that I still lost to you!"
"What are you talking about? First Emperor?" Cheetah stared at the prophet in front of him in surprise, his eyes almost fell to the ground, only to hear the prophet say unhurriedly:
"In fact, the first emperor had found the secret of longevity back then, and all this was recorded in the scroll of longevity, but what he did not expect was that Zhao Hao betrayed him and took the blood of the most important medicine Yinkui in the secret of longevity. Yes, but it’s a pity that the scroll of longevity has always been in the hands of the first emperor, so Zhao Hao has become inhuman and ghostly."
When the Prophet talked about this, he ignored the cheetah’s astonishment, and listened to him taking a deep breath: "Hey, our Maya organization has been looking for supernatural powers everywhere for thousands of years. Stopping and chasing down Zhao Hao’s party feathers, on the other hand, is looking for these magical eyes!"
"Mysterious eyes?" When the cheetah heard this, he suddenly remembered that when he worked with Jiang Minghao before, he could understand the enemy's dynamics through layers of obstacles. At the time, he thought it was just Jiang Minghao, who was better than Jiang Minghao as a soldier. For ordinary people's ability to predict danger, it now seems that what Jiang Minghao relied on at the beginning should be his magical eyes.
The cheetah pointed his finger at Jiang Minghao who was floating in the air and said, "Prophet, what do you mean, these magical eyes are on this young man?"
Things have developed here, even if the cheetah is a pawn used by the prophet, he has gradually understood all the ins and outs of it, whether it is his own escape from the dead or the erasure of all his memories, it is related to the event that is about to happen today. , And as a former soldier of the Dragon Sabre Special Forces, his unique stubbornness and tenacity made him very dissatisfied with his identity as a chess piece.
"prophet!"
The cheetah suddenly became composed and asked the prophet who was like an unpredictable master: "So everything today is yours, including my wife's arrest at the time, including my entry into the unowned island, including my suspended animation, this Everything is planned by you?"
Although Cheetah already had the answer in his heart, he still hoped that the prophet could give him a negative answer. After all, the old man in front of him was the one who gave him a second life. If he hadn't opened the space-time wormhole by the prophet at the time , Rescued him before the carpet bombing in the United States. Perhaps at this moment, he has also sunk into the vast ocean along with that uninhabited island.
"Do not!"
When Cheetah heard the Prophet’s negative answer, his heart couldn't help but feel happy, but when he saw the Prophet slowly turning around, firm and fierce eyes, Cheetah knew that he was wrong, so he just listened to the Prophet continuing to say:
"It is the plan of the entire Maya organization! Our mission of existence is to prevent this event from happening today, that is, to prevent the end of the world predicted by the Maya people. As for your sacrifice, even the sacrifice of this child, I believe that it will not only make us, Even the whole world thinks it is worth it!"
As the Prophet said, he couldn't help but point his finger at Jiang Minghao, "It seems that you already know that he is your son. I believe that the trick of deception that deception has used against you has slowly begun to fail. Your memory , It should have recovered most of it."
Cheetah looked at the prophet’s eyes, and suddenly there was a trace of vigilance and disappointment. He knew that the prophet had completely lost his trust in him. He knew that this meant that he would not be able to protect his son and do his last responsibility as a father!
"Pop············································ ······"
It was the sound of applause. This sound was not eager or slow, as if it were praise, but it was full of irony. Both the prophet and the cheetah could not help turning their heads and looking in the direction of the sound. When they saw the familiar With a rickety figure, and a robes in a green shirt, set off against their faces like dry orange skin, they couldn't help but be surprised.
"Zhao Hao!" (Chief)
The Prophet and Cheetah couldn’t help but screamed. Since the Prophet rescued the Cheetah, it has been arranged under Zhao Hao’s organization, so all the actions planned against Jiang Minghao are controlled by Zhao Hao behind the scenes. , What he wanted was Jiang Minghao's eyes, because only these eyes were the most important key for him to open the gate of longevity.
"Zhao Hao, it seems that you have already got the Scroll of Longevity! Otherwise you can't find this place!"
The prophet’s eyes suddenly shot out a sharp glow, like a bloodthirsty bat, as if to swallow up this rickety old man, but no matter how sharp his eyes are, no matter how terrifying his eyes are, in Zhao Hao’s On his body, he looked so weak, like a mud cow entering the sea, without a trace of improvement.
"Squeak..."
It was Zhao Hao’s laugh, like an evil bat, making a terrible and disgusting sound from his throat, but his wrinkled face clearly showed an exaggerated smile, just listening to him proudly Said:
"For thousands of years, I have traveled around the world, desperately organizing my own strength and influence, but no matter where I go, you old guys are like tarsus maggots, where they will be wiped out, I know, I There is no force to confront you head-on, so I can only create as many forces as possible, so much that you can’t eliminate them at all. Only in this way, I will have the opportunity to gather the participating forces again, and you old guys. Make the final battle!"
"Flap!"
Just hearing what Zhao Hao said, he suddenly slapped his hand fiercely. Behind him, a middle-aged man with red hair and blue eyes suddenly walked out. I saw this middle-aged man, his whole body was like being translucent. Shrouded in black mist, he can only vaguely distinguish his facial features, but he can't see his true appearance.
But when the Prophet saw this red-haired, blue-eyed middle-aged man, his pupils shrank in an instant, and the corners of his eyes could not help shaking, as if his heart was enveloped by a terrible sense of fear, and he saw him. He squirmed his lips slightly, and after a while, he uttered a little voice from his throat:
"Roman, Rael!"
The prophet read the names of two people. One is the leader of the Ruishi Nation and the other is one of the seven ministers of the Ruishi Nation’s Ministry of Defense. Obviously, the guy who is shrouded in black mist in front of him is these two people. The fit.
Although through the translucent black mist, the prophet could tell that his appearance was Rael's appearance, but the strong breath that radiated from his body was exactly what he suffered in order to protect the kingdom of Ruishi. The imposing manner of Roman's due.
"cut!"
It was Zhao Hao’s contemptuous spit. He couldn’t help but cast a contemptuous look at the prophet: “Prophet, I really don’t know if you are dim-eyed or you are about to lose your ability, and stare at your two holes. Use you. My heart feels well, who is this guy?"
As Zhao Hao spoke, a hint of sly appeared on his face involuntarily: "You will have a surprise if you answer it correctly, but I don't know if you can withstand this surprise!"