Once the light passes through, there is no more movement.

The Royal Guards guarding this level were defeated and retreated to the next higher level.

The warriors who invaded the White Tower looked at each other. They looked into each other's eyes and said one word - that's it?

The Royal Guards were powerful and majestic, and difficult to provoke. This was the inherent impression in the minds of all border warriors.

Compared to the sparsely-stocked combat equipment in the cold and barren lands, the Royal Guard sentinels are always equipped with high-tech weapons collected from polluted areas around the world.

It should have been the most powerful fighting force of the Empire and the last bastion of mankind.

However, I didn't expect that the fighting here was commonplace, and those well-dressed enemies were defeated at the first touch.

With sufficient invading firepower, the Royal Guards guarding the White Tower could not stop a few real tactical charges. They did not even organize any effective defensive fortifications.

"That's only natural. There are only a few people who have ever been to the battlefield."

Du Yuanyuan symbolically waved a few guns into the air and waved her hands. She led her own team to retreat first, turning a deaf ear to the angry roar of the commander in the personal terminal.

Comfortable? Hundreds of years.

Unlimited security, unlimited resource concentration.

The safer it is inside the White Tower, the fewer people are willing to risk their lives by going to the contaminated area.

In the entire Royal Guard, there are only a few hundred people with rich practical experience.

Among them, there are some people like Du Yuanyuan, who have long hated the corruption of the empire and secretly joined the underground organization.

The young soldiers, who were composed of children of noble families, were faced with such a large-scale and organized sudden attack.

How can we not be defeated when facing this group of powerful warriors trained from monsters from the contaminated area?

The White Pagoda gate, which had not experienced wind and rain for hundreds of years, was blown open by angry artillery fire on this day in front of the world.

The pent-up anger from years of injustice and slavery was ignited.

Kyoto was in complete chaos that day.

Countless warriors lurking in Kyoto emerged from shanty towns where civilians lived, from basements of construction factories, and even from the Empire's own royal airships.

They were all wearing black scarves and masks, with murderous intent in their eyes, carrying large weapons in their hands and shoulders, running through the streets and alleys.

A torrent of warriors converged on the white tower standing in the center of the empire.

The sound of fierce artillery fire lasted for a long time and continued.

Even in the slums far away from the White Tower, the terrible sound could be heard.

It seemed like it was going to blow the sky apart and cause the whole world to collapse.

In the dilapidated shed, several young children were shivering in their mother's arms.

"It's terrible, Mom." The youngest child looked up. "Are they bad guys? What are they going to do to the White Tower?"

"It's okay, hide well." The mother reached out and pulled him under the bed.

She whispered quietly in her heart, "Maybe it's not a bad thing."

Two years ago, because she could not pay the heavy housing tax, her husband was beaten to death by those officials.

Last year, my eldest son, who had just reached adulthood, ventured into the contaminated area in order to earn some extra money and never returned.

Can't afford to pay taxes this year?

Who cares what they blow up. If the white tower collapses, that's fine. If all those officials are killed in the explosion, that's even better. The woman cursed in her heart.

Even though she was like everyone else on weekdays, she would kneel on the ground and express her gratitude to the White Tower from time to time.

In fact, she wasn't grateful for the tower at all.

It doesn't matter if we are destroyed. We will starve to death anyway. Let's just die together.

Amid the rumbling of artillery fire, the mother hid under the bed and hugged her children at home.

Of course it would be better if only those officials were killed in the explosion and no one would remember to collect taxes this year.

She prayed silently in her heart.

Inside the White Pagoda, Ji Xuan's steady voice rang through the headphones of all the revolutionary soldiers.

"Be alert, the real battle has just begun. Everyone must remember that the most terrifying thing about the White Tower is not the power of the Royal Guard."

The most terrifying thing about the White Tower is not the power of the Royal Guard.

Ni Ji understood this sentence more clearly than Ji Xuan.

He had been chased by that power all the way, and the monster had only looked down at him once, and it had almost destroyed him, sparking his passion for integration.

It's just that the battle has been going on for a long time. That power has not yet been activated.

Ni Ji installed an explosive under the isolation door of the emergency passage and retreated to a hiding place.

He lowered his head and took another look at the personal terminal on his wrist.

The inquiry message had been sent for a long time, but Lin Yuan's profile picture remained unchanged.

The little pink octopus floated quietly on the screen, its little tentacles curled under its body, its round black eyes staring at him silently.

He didn't know why, but this time he was particularly anxious. Even on the battlefield, his heart would beat fast from time to time.

Lin Yuan did not reply to the message. She did not even send an emoji to let me know that she could not be safe.

Ni Ji leaned against the wall of the hiding place and pressed the detonation button in his hand. A loud bang came from behind him.

The debris blown up by the shock wave blew across his cheeks, and thick dust covered his entire body.

He rushed to the frontline, intending to use his identity to destroy all the important fortifications inside the White Tower that defended against foreign invasion.

After this explosion, the passage from the bottom to the top of the White Tower was completely opened by him.

No one can put down the barrier that weighs more than a thousand gold coins to stop the revolutionary soldiers from charging upward.

The dust in the air dissipated slightly, and the lights on the roof were destroyed by the shock wave of the explosion, so the light here was very dim.

In the dim vision, Ni Ji seemed to see the small pink octopus jumping faintly under the thick dust.

The sentry quickly wiped the screen with his fingers and clicked on the jumping octopus avatar.

A virtual pop-up window appears before your eyes.

Lin Yuan's face appeared on the screen.

I couldn't see the rest of her body, I only knew that her face was extremely pale, with several red blood beads splashing on it.

She didn't explain anything to herself. She just leaned against a gray stone wall and smiled at herself, looking a little weak.

"Hi, how are you doing over there?" Lin Yuan asked in a very relaxed tone.

"I'm fine," Ni Ji said immediately, quickly brushing off the dust on his face and head. "Where are you? I'll come find you."

He stared at Lin Yuan on the screen, trying hard to identify Lin Yuan's location.

The light behind Lin Yuan was dimmer than here, and the roof looked very high, without any iconic patterns.

Ni Ji saw a small piece of broken pink brick wall in the corner of the video.

It's pink and looks like something for babies.

She was in a large open space with a high plain ceiling and pink walls.

Ni Ji suddenly remembered the secret academy hidden in the White Tower, where he had sneaked into once. There was a wall like this there.

Lin Yuan, in that secret place where guides are raised, in that strange altar with a high roof!

On the screen, some dense things rose up near Lin Yuan, twisting and slowly approaching her.

But she didn't seem to have any strength left.

"Hold on, I'll be there soon."

Ni Ji's voice came through the personal terminal.

He sounded extremely calm and reliable, like he was an omnipotent warrior who could travel to his side in a few seconds.

No one can get deep into here in such a short time. Maybe he is too late?

Lin Yuan opened his hands and showed Ni Ji on the other side of the screen the ruby ​​in his palm.

He held the blood-red gem in his hand, moved it in front of the camera and shook it proudly.

She smiled happily and showed off her proud trophy to her boyfriend.

But in the place where the camera cannot reach, there are broken white tentacles all over the ground.

The red blood slowly spread on the ground.

Lin Yuan leaned against the cold stone wall, feeling that he had no strength left and was barely able to maintain his sitting position.

She showed off the red gem with one hand and took out a small square box she carried with her with the other.

The four sides of the box were shining with an incomparable luster, except for an empty depression on the top of the lid, as if a gem was missing there.

The moment Lin Yuan took out the box.

The black fog that was trying to gather around them became thicker, and countless strange voices shouted in the black fog.

There are women screaming, men roaring, and sometimes children crying.

In short, it doesn't sound like the voices of different people.

Noisy, chaotic, wordless screams rose and fell in the darkness.

"What is that!"

"Put it down, it feels terrible!"

"Is it the Box of Truth?"

"So your mother really left something to you?"

"I said, I have always said that she should be killed?!"

"Eat you, asshole. Right now."

"Put it down! Lin Yuan, put it down, ah——! No!"

Lin Yuan ignored those sharp voices and accurately embedded the gem in his hand into the top of the box of truth.

Inserted into the last slot of the Box of Truth.