Chapter 81 Report to Anzu God's Choice!
The next day.
The weather is exceptionally gloomy.
The gloomy dusk like a haze covered the desolate wilderness. It seemed that it was going to rain, and the slightly cold forest mist was tinged with the lifelessness of late autumn.
Faint flashes of lightning flashed through the gaps in the clouds.
The location of the Painful Secret Sect Cadre School is adjacent to Saidian Town on the left, mountains on the right, and a large, continuous forest behind the mountain.
Under the cover of the woods, one eye after another was staring intently at the stronghold at the foot of the mountain.
These uninvited guests were all wrapped in dark black hoods, with pure white holy helmets underneath. They were the paladins in the front row. In the back row of the knights were the saints serving as scouts, with a cold light flashing in their eyes, overlooking the stronghold at the foot of the mountain from a distance.
In the last row are the mages and priests.
This entire team consists of a total of 150 second-level saints.
It's almost half past eleven.
According to the schedule provided by Ansu, the secret followers had to return to the dormitory at 11 o'clock, and then the lights would be turned off. The lights in the base were turned off one by one along with the ringing of the bell.
Rosen frowned slightly. According to the agreement he made with his painful confidant last night, he should come to meet the Paladin at this moment.
There is an alchemical holy-level magic circle set up around the cadre school, making it difficult for them to infiltrate it.
In addition, with the dense magic eye system throughout the school, it is impossible to carry out a surprise attack.
Rosen was not worried that Painful Confidant would violate the covenant. The Soul Contract was the highest level contract. As long as the content of the contract was reasonable and established, no one could violate it.
He studied law, so he naturally understands these things.
Rumble—another flash of lightning streaked across the clouds, and the sky and the earth suddenly became white, illuminating the figures in the distance.
Among the mountains and forests, three figures stood out.
Rosen cheered up, and the distressed confidant finally arrived.
The three men walked towards them slowly, thunder flashed between the clouds, making the faces of the three men appear white and dark. They were all wearing pure black military uniforms, military caps with skull patterns, and their long combat boots stepped on the puddles, splashing ripples.
Walking in the dark night as a heavy rain was approaching, the steps of the three people were as light and graceful as ghosts, which was very stylish.
The steady footsteps step on the silent mountains and forests, and also on the hearts of every saint.
Everyone was on high alert, looking nervous.
Painful heart,
Pain Falcon,
The dog of pain.
This is what we call professionalism. Rosen secretly admired in his heart.
These three are the three famous and renowned heroes of pain.
Boss Ansu, I rehearsed well, didn't I? Arthur, who was on the far left of the three, asked,
This explosive opening was conceived by Liszt. He believed that as a classy mystic, he had to give people a sense of elegance and awesomeness from the very beginning.
To this end, the three of them practiced marching for half a day.
You're a little bit off topic, Ansu hinted to Arthur with her eyes.
Who stepped on my foot? The corners of Liszt's mouth twitched slightly, but in order to maintain his aristocratic elegance, he managed not to scream out.
No matter what the private details were, they were obscured by the heavy rain that night. The appearance of these three people did cause a lot of psychological pressure on the Saints.
"Excuse me, sir." Alice was the first to break the silence. She gently lifted the hem of her skirt and asked, "Can you please remove the defense of the alchemy array?"
"The one I want."
An Su interrupted Alice, frowning and speaking in a low, teasing tone, "Did you bring it to me?"
Alice pursed her lips. She had already hated this border man in her heart. Where could she find him at this moment? This unorganized and undisciplined guy had never contacted the Vatican for more than a month.
It caused such a big mess and hindered the team's plan.
If he still has some dignity left in him, he should take the initiative to come forward and commit suicide to apologize.
"Sir, please rest assured." Rosen said calmly, "We will find him."
"Very good." An Su nodded slightly, and he finally showed a calm smile. Lister and Arthur knew that every time Brother An Su smiled like this, it always made a big noise.
"Please follow me."
He turned around and walked down the mountain. Lightning flashed across the sky and earth again, making the smile on An Su's face clearly visible.
"Move." Order Knight Rosen ordered his men. The Paladins quickly formed a team, protected the priests behind them, and moved forward towards the stronghold.
At this moment, all the lights in the cadre school have been turned off.
The entire campus fell into a long silence.
The surprise attack seemed to be successful. When the Paladins stepped through the magic circle, no defense reaction was triggered, the magic eye was unable to monitor them, and the believers who were responsible for patrolling and guarding had already been transferred away.
They nimbly crossed the fence and stepped onto the soil inside the cadre school.
It was quiet all around.
Rosen's originally tense heart slowly relaxed.
Anzu led them forward, and they first came to several freshman rooms. The sharp blades pierced into the hearts of the first-level secret believers, silently taking their lives in their sleep.
【Killed】
The voice of the Astral Messenger rang in everyone's ears, but this time, the contributors were no longer those three damn border men.
Rosen had a smile on his face.
Finally, I don’t have to be stepped on by others anymore.
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Of course, no matter how perfect the infiltration is, it is impossible to kill all the secret followers in their sleep.
Always to be discovered.
The next step is the tough battle, Rosen thought to himself.
However, they are not worried.
Because they have already entered the stronghold.
The hardest part has been completed.
Death is not scary, because after death you will be reborn.
The scary thing is that we didn’t get any points.
And with their current military strength, they have nothing to fear even if they face the legion commander.
After hunting down nearly twenty first-level secret followers, a follower finally sounded the alarm.
In an instant, the entire stronghold was as bright as day.
The secret believers in several buildings woke up instantly. Having received professional training, they immediately took out daggers from their sleeves and got out of bed together.
They quickly organized themselves into teams and quickly gathered towards the enemy's attack location, like one dark cloud after another.
Rosen looked at the black cloud from afar, and the fighting spirit in his heart had reached its peak.
The fighting spirit of all the saints reached its peak.
This is exactly what he has been looking forward to, a just and great war of order!
"Tonight!" Rosen raised his arms and shouted, and gave an impassioned speech, "We will win, and we will regain the lost order!"
"We will win!"
"We will win!"
At this time, An Su whispered, "It's almost time."
At the same time, three other special teams broke in from three different places.
Although they wore black uniforms, the badges on their caps were different from those of other cultists. They were patterns of the sun, moon, and stars.
Rosen had seen this team last night. It was the personal guard founded by his confidant.
They were like brainwashed, fanatically following the Three Heroes of Pain.
As expected of that adult.
He looked at An Su, but saw that the latter still had a smile on his face, and his eyes were as bright as stars in the dark night.
With such a powerful internal support, why worry about not being able to wipe out the Pain Cult in one fell swoop? But seeing that all the guards stopped, they stood still and saluted the three people in an orderly manner, with a certain fanaticism in their eyes.
The sound is uniform.
Echoing in the silent night sky.
"Report to Anzu's Chosen One!"
"Report to Anzu's Chosen One!"
(End of this chapter)