he etched locks were removed, Cao Yuan's body lost its support and fell heavily from the air. An Qingyu reached out his hands and firmly caught him and held him out of the dark cell in the position of..."No, after the town monument is activated, no one will exceed the realm of the 'pool'. If we mix with the crowd, as long as we seize the opportunity, we will be able to unexpectedly kill Night and all the instructors and seize the control of this training camp.
as long as we can level this training camp and kill more than 600 recruits, the flow of personnel of the night watchmen in Daxia will be broken, personnel cannot be reasonably deployed, and the strength of the border war pass will be greatly reduced. At that time, the evil gods will fight, and Daxia will certainly be unable to bear it!
the age of the Dark Gods will surely come! " There was a look of excitement in the eyes of the thin recruit.
the other two also got excited.
"by the way, which one Didn't he say that he had already infiltrated the training camp and would cooperate with us " The young recruit seemed to remember something and asked questioningly.
"Lord buildings is one of the three ancient gods in our ancient god church. His whereabouts have always been unpredictable. Is it possible for you and me to guess"
"also, Lord buildings should have infiltrated the enemy and secretly observed our performance."
"there is still a lot of time before the end of the check-up. Let's work steadily. Let's follow this group of recruits first and look for opportunities to act."
"good!"
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training camp.
shooting range.
Garam, wearing a red boy mask, sat bored on the roof of the shooting range, listening to the screams around him and yawning.
"how come no one has found me yet" I want to scare the children, too. "
Caran sighed in dismay.
just then, a small wave of recruits came excitedly from afar, looking like fifty or sixty men, armed with knives and guns.
the moment he saw them, Galan's eyes lit up.
she quickly climbed up from the roof and jumped off excitedly, then seemed to remember something, coughed twice, silently took out blood-colored needles and stitches from her bag, and many lifelike heads.
"script, script... What is the setting of my people again "
Galan stood blankly for a moment with a needle and thread in one hand and a bloody head in the other, slurped, put both down, took out a small notebook from his arms and flipped through it quickly.
"Um. I am a demon who likes to string a human head into a belt and hang it on his waist. Head belt You have to string these props together with a needle and thread. "
Galan immediately put away the notebook, took out the blood needle and thread, pinched the needle in one hand and the red thread in the other, opened his eyes wide, and tried to string the thread into the fine hole of the needle.
however, she wore it several times in a row and ended in failure.
that little thread, it seems to have its own idea, can't get into the pinhole at all.
as the recruits rushed into the shooting range and began to search quickly, Caran's face showed a look of eagerness. she directly took off her Red Boy mask, licked the tip of the red line with the tip of her tongue, and muttered:
"that fat guy is really..." Can't you give it to me after all the props have been made "
finally, Galan pierced the red thread into the needle and successfully strung all the heads into a belt, but here comes the problem again. Her waist is too thin to tie the belt to her waist.
Jialan watched the recruits going to the top, and in his eagerness, he came up with a plan!
she grabbed the training cushion in the top corner and shoved it into the dark blue suit under the cloak, hoping to increase her waistline and fit into the head belt.
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at this time, many bodies searched up quickly in the corridor on the top floor.
"do you think there will be members of the [Night] team here"
"I think so. When I was searching downstairs, I heard something on the rooftop."
"really Everybody get ready for battle! "
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the recruits, armed with knives and guns, with high-spirited fighting spirit, directly kicked open the top door!
in the empty floor at the top of the shooting range, a young girl in a dark blue suit, holding a string of heads in her left hand and a cushion in her right hand, was trying to tuck the cushion into her collar with clenched teeth.
seeing the sudden appearance of the recruits, Galan's movements stopped abruptly.
she froze.
the recruits froze, too.
the air fell into a dead silence.
the recruits swallowed their spittle and glanced to one side unconsciously, just in time to see the red boy mask left by Caran.
"Huh She is. "
Boom--!
Caran crushed the cushion in her hand, and the smell of terror exploded, and her black hair floated automatically. She looked at the recruits shyly and angrily, with a firm look in her eyes.
Sorry for seven nights.
I can't leave recruits on the court to create an atmosphere for you.
Today, none of these recruits can leave here sober!
Garam's figure turned into a remnant, like a ferocious blue beast, crashing into the dazed crowd, his white hands clenched their fists and roared against them!
"not good! Together, everyone. "
before the recruit spoke, Galan hit him on the forehead. He rolled his eyes and fainted cleanly.
other recruits responded one after another and attacked Garam frantically with their guns and knife tips.
however, no matter what kind of attack falls on the girl in blue, it cannot leave the slightest trace.
Galan quickly tossed and moved among the recruits, using her all her strength, punching one by one, and the recruits immediately fell like a tide.
just then, a seemingly unhandsome young man among the recruits suddenly burst into cold eyes, and an extremely cold energy appeared in his palms, seized the opportunity and slammed into the back of Galan!
there was a ferocious sneer at the corners of his mouth.
"the first one."
as one of the oldest three gods in the ancient god church, with the same level of existence as raving, buildings is the most elusive one in the whole ancient god church. Few people know his appearance or his ability. He is like a ghost, hovering in the world all the time, harvesting life invisibly.
although the town village monument suppressed his realm to the "pool" realm, with the super-high-risk sacred ruins, buildings are confident that they can kill anyone in this training camp in a single hit, even members of the [night] team.
the palm, full of cold energy, smashed heavily on the back of Garam, but it was like an egg that hit a stone and broke apart.
the expression of buildings is stiff.
after knocking out a recruit with one punch, Galan slowly turned his head and looked at the fields behind him.
"is there another fish that missed the net" Caran said, grabbing the collar of the buildings, holding his right fist high and hitting it directly on the head of the buildings.
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