"……commander."

Outside the meeting room, Min Junliang saw Lin Qiye walking out and immediately walked forward.

"Prepare a plane for me, I want to go to Jialin Pass." Lin Qiye said tiredly.

"Commander...you don't seem to be in good condition. Do you want to take a rest first?" Min Junliang couldn't help but ask when he saw the bloodshot in Lin Qiye's eyes.

"No, there's no time."

"...Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

Min Junliang quickly walked to the side and started to make a phone call. Lin Qiye looked at the departing figure of the Monk of Fate, his eyes slightly narrowed.

No matter how much he inquired, Monk Fate was unwilling to reveal how he planned to deal with [Chaos]. However, based on his movements just now, this method was most likely related to the Ancestral God... But it would be a long time before the Ancestral God recovered, and in this war, he would be of no use at all.

However, considering the character of the fatalistic monk, Lin Qiye still chose to trust him. If he was not sure, he would not take the initiative to take on this task.

Now Daxia is truly helpless against Chaos. If Monk Fate can really kill Him, then their chances of winning will greatly increase!

Soon after, a military plane slowly landed on the roof of the Night Watch headquarters.

Lin Qiye wrapped himself tightly in his crimson cloak and got into the cabin. The plane took off quickly and flew straight towards Jialin Pass.

He looked out the window at the empty city gradually receding into the distance, his eyes closed...

"A fierce battle..."

…

"It looks like it's going to be a tough fight."

After listening to Fang Mo's retelling, Su Zhe slowly lay on the ground and yawned lazily.

He looked at the rising sun in the sky and murmured, "I don't know if we can survive until the end of the war."

Bang!

A crisp slap hit his forehead!

In the deserted city, several figures wearing purple cloaks were sitting on the rooftop of the tallest financial building, overlooking the steel jungle below. The breeze fluttered their clothes, and they were silent.

Su Yuan stood beside Su Zhe, withdrew his hand, and glared at him fiercely.

"What depressing words are you talking about? Who would curse themselves to death before the fight even starts?"

"I am just imagining the worst-case scenario in advance..."

Su Zhe covered his head and sat up from the roof. "You also heard what Fang Mo said. There are millions of cubs and so many god-level combat forces. We are rookies who haven't even reached the ceiling of human beings. There is no room for survival at all, right?"

"If you are afraid of death, you don't have to go." Lu Baoyou said softly.

"Who is afraid of death? When a person dies, birds fly up to the sky. I, Su Zhe, am alone in this world. What should I be afraid of?" Su Zhe put his hands behind his back and held his head high, like a proud goose who is ready to die.

Su Yuan's eyelids jumped, and he silently drew the scabbard from his waist and began to chase Su Zhe all over the rooftop.

"Alone, huh?! I'll leave you alone! Alone..."

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, sister. What I mean is that we have two only children here, and we don't have many relatives outside. I haven't found a wife yet, unlike some people... Ouch, be gentle..."

Hearing Su Zhe's words, Li Zhenzhen blinked, quietly looked at Fang Mo beside her, and then silently lowered her head...

"Ahem... Anyway, everyone should be prepared for the war in four days." Fang Mo said seriously, "Although I really want to reassure you that we can definitely survive the war... but I guess you won't believe it... Now that we've put on this cloak, I think everyone is ready to face that day."

Su Zhe and Su Yuan stopped fighting, and everyone turned to look at Fang Mo at the same time, with determination in their eyes.

Fang Mo glanced at everyone, paused for a moment, and then spoke:

"There are still four days until the war begins... During these four days, we can have a good rest..."

Ding-ling-ling——!!

Before Fang Mo finished speaking, her cell phone rang suddenly.

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, then quickly answered the phone. After saying a few words, he hung up with some doubts...

"What's wrong? Is Commander Lin looking for us?" Li Zhenzhen asked.

"No, it's not Commander Lin..." Fang Mo paused.

"It's the monk of fate."

…

Ten minutes later.

All members of the [Demon] team arrived outside the commander-in-chief's office.

"When we were assigned tasks before, didn't they always look for Captain Fang Mo alone? Why do all the members have to be present this time?" Liu Jun asked puzzledly.

"Maybe the mission released this time is more important?"

"Maybe... we'll know when we get in."

When they pushed open the door, a figure wearing a muddy cassock was sitting behind a desk. He looked up at them.

"Are you all here? Come in."

When Lin Qiye was away, the Fateful Monk had been serving as the temporary commander, and the [Demon] Squad had a lot of dealings with him. To some extent, the Fateful Monk was the second commander of the Night Watch headquarters, and he still had some deterrent power.

When everyone walked into the office, they found a row of chairs neatly placed in front of the desks.

"Please sit down." said the monk of fate.

Fang Mo looked a little hesitant... Before, when he came to report to Monk Sufa, he always stood. Only when he came to see Commander Lin did he have a place to sit. Now that Monk Sufa suddenly arranged a seat for each of them, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

But seeing that the other teammates didn't care and just sat down on their chairs, he didn't say anything more and just sat down.

"What's the matter with you looking for us?"

"Yes." The Fateful Monk nodded slightly, "There is a mission that needs to be assigned to your team to complete... But let me make it clear first, this mission is very dangerous."

"The risk factor is very high?" Fang Mo asked doubtfully, "What is the specific mission?"

"I need to set up some things in the Ancestral Temple, and those things need to be escorted over."

"Escort something to the Ancestral Temple?"

Fang Mo thought about it, and the puzzlement in his eyes became even stronger. "If I remember correctly, the location of the Ancestral Temple is at the border of Daxia... The distance is not particularly far, why do you say it is very dangerous? What do you want us to escort?"

"people."

"……who?"

"I'll tell you the details later." Monk Fate avoided the topic and slowly glanced at the members of the Devil Team.

"It has been almost four years since the establishment of the Demon Squad... Your contribution to Daxia is unquestionable. Before carrying out this mission, I would like to ask you if you have any unfulfilled wishes?

If you have any, just let me know. I will definitely help you realize it within my ability.”