It's about four o'clock in the morning.

10 Downing Street.

General Administration Building.

In the conference room on the top floor.

Philander, the leader of the Oxford Kingdom, sat at the head of the table, smoking a cigar with a gloomy expression.

Sitting on both sides of the conference table were senior officials from Oxford.

Even the current King Edward of the Kingdom of Oxford was present.

Not so long ago.

Ferrander contacted all senior officials for a meeting and informed them of the attack on Buckingham Palace.

After learning about this, everyone was shocked.

Although Buckingham Palace has been attacked many times in the past, the offenders were quickly dealt with.

But tonight, they sent out so many royal knights, and even people from the Dark Judgment Team, but they still haven't dealt with the offenders.

Their faces were gloomy and very angry.

The attack on Buckingham Palace was a slap in their face.

If this matter is not handled well, it will definitely cause an uproar.

Even many of them present had to abdicate.

An old white man wearing a tailored suit and gray-white curly hair sitting next to Ferrander frowned and said, "Mr. Ferrander, why has there been no news yet?"

This old white man is none other than Edward, the current King of Oxford.

When he learned that Buckingham Palace had been attacked, he had the biggest reaction and was the most angry.

After all, Buckingham Palace was where members of the royal family once lived.

It symbolizes the glory of their royal family.

Ferrander said in a deep voice: "Mr. Edward, please don't worry.

We sent nearly 6,000 royal knights, and the Dark Judgment Team also sent four deacons and more than 300 team members.

No matter how strong those nine guys are, they will definitely die tonight."

"That's good."

Edward nodded and said harshly: "In short, we must not let those nine guys leave our country of Oxford alive!"

"Of course!"

Ferrander blew out the smoke and said: "Those nine guys dare to make trouble here, they will never leave alive!"

at this time.

A call came to his cell phone.

Ferrander picked up the phone and looked at it, and found that it was a call from Karim, a captain of the Royal Knights.

He smiled and said: "Everyone, the phone call came, I think the matter has been resolved!"

"Haha, the matter is finally solved. I can finally have a good sleep later!"

"How dare you cause trouble in our country of Oxford, you are simply seeking death!"

"The majesty of our Oxford country cannot be offended. If you dare to make trouble, you will only die!"

The senior executives present also smiled, obviously feeling that the matter had been resolved.

Ferrander quickly answered the phone.

He smiled and said: "Captain Kalim, has the matter been resolved?"

"Mr. Ferrander...all our people are dead!"

A crying voice came over.

"What's the meaning?"

Ferrander frowned and asked.

Karim hissed: "Mr. Ferrander, of the more than 6,000 royal knights we rushed to rescue, there are now less than 1,000 left, and the other royal knights have all been killed!"

The four deacons and more than 300 team members sent by the Dark Judgment Team were also killed!

Countless buildings and statues were destroyed throughout Buckingham Palace!

None of those nine guys died, they all ran away!"

"What?!!"

Ferrander jumped up from his seat, and the cigar in his hand fell to the ground.

He roared angrily: "Are you fucking telling the truth?!"

"Really, it's true!"

Karim wailed: "Even the four masters, the Shadow Hunter, the Duke of Blood Hell, the heavily armed thug and the Flame Dragon God of War, couldn't stop them, but they were killed by them!"

"FUCK! SHIT!"

Ferrander cursed loudly, his face turned red with anger, and his chest heaved.

Karim trembled: "Mr. Ferrander... Those nine guys have run away... What should we do now?"

Ferrander took a few deep breaths, tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and said harshly: "You must clear up the dead and injured quickly, and you must not let the public see it!

Also, immediately find out the information about those nine guys and send their information over!"

"yes!"

Karim responded.

After Ferrander hung up the phone, he banged his hands on the table wildly and cursed all kinds of things.

The senior executives present here were all silent and did not dare to speak out.

Although they didn't know what happened, they could guess that something bad must have happened.

A few minutes later.

Ferrand calmed down and told everyone present what Karim had told him.

After listening to Ferrander's words.

The entire conference room fell into deathly silence.

All the senior officials were stunned and couldn't believe this fact.

It was quiet for a while.

There was a commotion in the conference room.

"How could this happen?! More than 6,000 royal knights, the four deacons of the Dark Judgment Group, and more than 300 members were almost killed?!"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. How could just nine people kill so many people? Are they gods?!"

"The key is that even the four masters of Shadow Hunter, Blood Hell Duke, Heavy Thug and Flame Dragon God of War couldn't kill them. This is really unbelievable!"

The senior executives present shouted loudly, making you furious.

"Quiet the hell!"

Ferrander slapped the table and roared.

Everyone present calmed down and turned to look at Ferrander.

Ferrand said coldly: "Now is not the time to argue. The top priority is to find a way to stop those nine guys and kill them!"

Edward gritted his teeth and said: "I propose to kill those nine guys at all costs!

Whether they are ability users or warriors, send them all out!

Heavy thermal weapons can be used when necessary!

I don’t believe that just nine people can make a huge difference here!”

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

Other high-level officials present echoed their opinions.

Ferrander frowned and said: "This proposal is naturally feasible, but we avoid fighting those nine guys in the city!

Once fighting occurs in urban areas, the destroyed buildings and civilian casualties will be very heavy!

By then, the people will definitely fall into endless panic, and even if we want to cover up this matter, it will be impossible!"

Edward said: "In that case, use satellite positioning to determine their location and deal with them in the suburbs!"

A senior executive who specializes in making suggestions said: "These nine guys will definitely try their best to escape from our country of Oxford now!
To be continued...