Daxia.

Several helicopters buzzed over the East China Sea.

"Is that Shenlong Pass...so spectacular." A new soldier looked through the porthole at the silver city on the sea and opened his mouth in shock.

“Hehe, spectacular, isn’t it?” Next to him, another night watchman in his thirties grinned, “If you have a chance, you can go to Chennan Pass to have a look. It’s even more spectacular there. In addition to the pass, the surrounding ground has been broken into gullies by the battles between gods. I wonder how much blood of gods has been poured on the city walls… The scene at that time was really amazing.”

"You also participated in the decisive battle that year?" another recruit asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's not just me. Almost every senior Night's Watchman you see now participated in it... Every one of them escaped from the gates of hell." He paused and continued, "That kind of tragic scene is something you youngsters can't even imagine."

The recruits on the helicopter nodded and couldn't help but fall into reverie.

"However, these passes are now basically unmanned. Even if there are, they are only used as surveillance outposts."

"Why?"

"Because we won that year!" The middle-aged Night Watchman said proudly, "The once glorious kingdoms of God are now in pieces. Even if some Outer Gods still secretly unite, they can't become a big force.

Now we in Daxia have Commander Lin, four peak god-level powerhouses, and eight human ceilings that are comparable to the gods. Unless that group of foreign gods are looking for death, who dares to provoke us?

The time when humans passively accepted being beaten is over. Now, it is our turn to hunt the gods!"

Hearing these heroic words, the new recruits' blood boiled for a moment, but at this moment, one of them asked in a low voice:

"But I heard that there are gods from the Cthulhu mythology hiding on Earth, right?"

The middle-aged night watchman's expression froze, and he spoke helplessly, "Things of that level are not something that ordinary night watchmen like us should worry about... Even if the sky falls, there will be people to hold it up for us."

The helicopter flew over the sea and soon arrived at the foggy border.

"They should be here soon..."

"Who's coming?" a new soldier asked in confusion, "Aren't we here to visit the Shenlong Pass ruins?"

"What the hell is this?" The middle-aged night watchman was almost laughing out of anger. "We were notified at short notice to hand over the corpse to the Demon Squad. Otherwise, why would we have so many helicopters? We brought you youngsters with us to show you the world."

"Demon Squad?!" Everyone became excited when they heard these four words.

"Is it really them?"

"Who is the [Devil] team?" Some new recruits looked confused.

"You don't know this? Daxia's special team numbered 005, codenamed [Demons], has been established for four years and has made countless achievements. It is now the most popular young team in the Night Watch! I heard that they are also Commander Lin's students."

"If I have the chance to join the Devil Team after graduation, I will wake up laughing in my dreams."

"Don't even think about it. Compared to the Devil Squad, it's still more likely to get into the Phoenix Squad. After all, they often transfer personnel."

Listening to the chatter of the new recruits discussing the [Demon] team, the middle-aged night watchman smiled and couldn't help but sigh, "Time flies... Now, it's actually the [Demon] era?"

"Captain, which was your most powerful special team back then?"

The middle-aged night watchman smiled mysteriously and slowly uttered two words: "[Nightfall]."

"【Nightfall】?"

The recruits looked at each other, bewildered.

"I seem to have heard somewhere... Are they more powerful than the [Devil]?"

"More than more powerful than the [Devil]." The middle-aged night watchman chuckled, "The [Night] back then was a hundred times more powerful than the [Devil] today."

The new recruits were stunned, and seemed a little unconvinced:

“Is it that powerful?”

"Can their achievements be greater than those of the [Devil]?"

"Merit?" The middle-aged night watchman sighed, "Do you know who was the captain of Nightfall back then?"

"who?"

"Commander Lin today."

The recruits couldn't help but open their mouths wide...

"The Nightfall team is so powerful, where are they now?"

Hearing this question, the middle-aged night watchman fell silent.

After a long time, he smiled bitterly and sighed, "Dispersed... all dispersed... that group of people will never be able to reunite again."

The recruits seemed to want to ask something else when a voice responded simultaneously in their communicators.

“They are back.”

Everyone turned their heads and saw seven deep purple figures flying out from the wall of fog. Each of them was holding a corner of a huge net. A huge body of a god as big as a mountain was caught in the net.

"The dark purple cloak... is the Devil Squad!" The recruits' eyes suddenly lit up.

Several helicopters quickly moved forward, fixed the corners of the giant net on the hooks of the aircraft, and took over the corpse for the [Demon] team.

"Finally here...I'm so tired, so exhausted." Su Zhe wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking exhausted.

"These wings are controlled by Lu Baoyou, and he also exerts the strength. Why are you so tired?" Li Zhenzhen couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"I'm so tired. I'm so tired." Su Zhe laughed dryly.

"They will deal with the corpse, we have to hurry back to the capital to report..." Fang Mo glanced at the sky, "Otherwise, we will be overtaken by those knights again."

Everyone's faces changed. Without saying a word, Lu Baoyou pushed the wings behind everyone to the extreme, turning them into seven streams of light that swept across the sky!

Ten minutes later.

Shangjing City, Night Watch Headquarters.

Boom boom boom——!!

There was a rapid and heavy knock on the door.

"……Come in."

Fang Mo was about to push the door open in a hurry when he suddenly stopped.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, tidied up his hair that was messy due to the strong wind, cleared his throat, and then slowly pushed open the door.

"If you knock any harder, my door will fall apart." A faint voice came from behind the desk.

The corners of Fang Mo's mouth twitched slightly and he looked a little embarrassed.

Behind a table piled with documents, a figure slowly stood up. It was a man of about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Although he looked young, he did not look childish at all. Instead, he had a temperament as deep as the sea.

"Commander, I'm in a hurry to come back and report to you..." Fang Mo smiled and looked around, "Has the Knight Squad come back?"

"I'm here ten minutes earlier than you guys, but I'm still vomiting at the dock because of seasickness. I should be here soon." Lin Qiye put the documents in his hand aside and pointed to the chair in front of him, "Sit down."

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