"What are you doing stopping here?"

The mercenary sitting in the co-pilot looked at the mercenary driving the car in confusion.

"hey-hey,"

The mercenary driving the car opened the car door, glanced at the small door of the closed cake shop on the roadside, and said with a smile, "Have you seen this cake shop? I bought a cake here yesterday. The boss lady of this house

, so beautiful.”

"You are crazy," the mercenary in the co-pilot looked at him in surprise, "We are on a mission!"

The two mercenaries sitting in the back row also looked at the main driving mercenary blankly.

"Performing a shitty mission,"

The mercenary who was driving the car raised his head and glanced at the distorted purple sky, "We were probably deceived by the regiment leader and that old man. Who cares, let me feel better."

He got out of the car, looked at the closed door, shot and shattered the glass of the store door, smiled and shouted into the door, "Madam boss, we have a guest."

Bang bang bang——

As he spoke, he raised his gun and fired a circle around the store.

"ah!"

The little girl's panicked screams came from the store.

This was followed by confused sobs.

"Oh, the kid is here too."

Hearing this sound, the mercenary smiled even more happily, smashed the remaining glass of the store door with the butt of his gun, and prepared to step inside.

"Son of a bitch!"

A figure suddenly rushed out of the night and punched the mercenary on the head, sending him flying away.

Only then did the mercenary's teammates come back to their senses and look at the flying 'figure'.

This figure had no visible face, and was covered in a layer of silver-black armor.

"Bad old man, good thing!"

The mercenary who was smashed open had blood streaming from his face. He reacted immediately, raised his gun, and prepared to attack the armored figure.

Bang bang bang——

But the next second, he was beaten into a sieve by the gun held up by the figure.

Splashes of blood scattered into the dark night.

"Enemy attack!

!”

The Kejet mercenary sitting in the passenger seat immediately shouted.

The remaining people finally recovered from the shock just now, and at the same time raised their guns and pointed them at the figure,

boom--

The blazing light flashed across the night sky in an instant, penetrating the entire off-road vehicle in an instant, and the violent explosion and blazing flames lit up the entire night.

Two figures, also wearing armor, walked quickly from behind the flames of the explosion.

"Time is running out, we have to act quickly."

The figure on the left put away the laser cannon in his hand, took out a bucket of white liquid from his waist, and said quickly.

"good!"

The earliest figure nodded and took out a bucket of liquid from his waist. The three of them quickly separated.

In a cake shop filled with broken glass, a little girl looked out through the cracks in the wall.

Under the blazing fire of the off-road vehicle, the emblem of the city of stars printed on the armor came into her eyes.

——

city ​​center park

Virunte raised his head and glanced at the sky, "Actually, you know very well that we are the same person. You have a very strong aura of Winding Hills. You can recover so quickly because you have received the 'gift' of Winding Hills."

Well, if you are willing to cooperate, then we can share the proceeds from this ceremony."

"Ha...so, what do you want to gain?"

He Ao laughed suddenly.

"Since you know the locations of the three major altars, you must have also obtained the 'ritual information' from the Winding Hill."

Virunte's always calm face was a little confused by He Ao's smile. He lowered his head, stared at He Ao, and raised his tone for the first time, "I'm afraid you don't know what the nature of Winding Hill is.

?”

He Ao looked at him and said, "It seems that you have collected a lot of occult information. Well, I am all ears."

"certainly,"

Valente once again glanced at the burning ‘Purple Torch Buildings’ and the twisted lines in the sky.

"Your talent sequence should be 'chess player', right? You should also know that A-level is an angel. All the information about the talent sequence you can find will tell you that A-level is the limit that humans can reach, but in

There is actually a higher level above angels."

"God?"

He Ao shook his head, "This winding hill does not feel as powerful as a god."

After hearing what He Ao said, Virunte subconsciously prepared to refute.

He stared at He Ao, seeming a little confused as to why the old man in front of him, who didn't look particularly magical, could talk about gods with such certainty.

Not as powerful as a god?

Have you ever had contact with gods?

Can you still stand here alive after being exposed to the gods?

Although he felt that 'Sito' was bragging, he still sorted out his language and continued,

"Even if he is not a god, he is still a high-ranking being between gods and angels.

"In fact, we are not the first people to come into contact with the Winding Hill. Some classics left by wizards during the Cataclysm era believe that the Winding Hill may be a high-ranking being between gods and angels.

The cemetery left behind.”

He stared at He Ao and said word by word, "The graveyard left by a high-ranking being on the 'chess player' path."

"Well, so what do I get?"

He Ao raised his head and glanced at him, seeming to ask absentmindedly.

"Don't you want to be an angel? Don't you want to have eternal life?"

Virunt looked at him, "Since you have entered the Winding Hill, you should have gained some 'inspiration' on the direction of further promotion, right? Even if you are not an angel, don't you want to be promoted? Your B-level power does not actually come from

You yourself? Don’t you want to become a real B-class?”

His voice paused, and he leaned forward slightly, trembling with a little suppressed excitement, "Don't you want to spy on the power above angels, spy on the real gods, and spy on the eternal and immortal power?"

He Ao looked at the slightly suppressed and crazy old man in front of him. He could feel the trembling of Vironte's soul, and he could feel the trembling that was almost at the same frequency as the twisted lines in the sky.

"Sito, we are the same people. I don't believe you didn't hear the call from the winding hills in your heart,"

Virunte sat up straight. He seemed to have regained his composure, but seemed to have fallen deeper into madness. "We can cooperate and peer into the eternal knowledge together. After the success of this ritual, the passage between the winding hill and the human world will be

will be fully opened,

"We can truly enter the Winding Hills to seize the wealth left by the ancient high-ranking beings. There is at least a set of talent sequences from F level to A level. We can even obtain the Winding Hill

itself, becoming an immortal high-level existence.

"I can share this opportunity with you. We can go in together and whatever we get depends on our own ability. How about that?"

"so,"

He Ao looked at him, "For such an 'opportunity', you created the Pollution Cleanup Department and the Evolutionary Clan, created the pollution monster, killed so many people, and even sacrificed this city?"

"Are you here to seek justice?"

Vironte looked at Ho Ao with a smile.

"no,"

He Ao reached to his back, slowly took out a suitcase from his back, and put it in front of him, "I'm just looking for justice."

"Are these the ashes of your lost child?"

Valente glanced at the suitcase, "That kid named 'Kavi'?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused and said doubtfully, "You 'Kavi', are you really not Nighthawk's clone? Are you really not Nighthawk's father?"

"Yes, it makes sense that 'Sito''s child is a Nighthawk. Both father and son are just and powerful. This is in line with your knowledge,"
To be continued...