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Amidst the tension.

Night is coming.

The white moon hangs high in the sky in the dark night.

"The moon is white, not red."

The three of them, Rainbow Tong, sat on the roof looking at the moon in the sky and admiring it. They did not encounter anything like last night.

"People from the Defense Bureau have relaxed their vigilance a little." Jiang Shuyu said, looking in the direction of the Defense Bureau.

Just then, a fire broke out in the distance.

Looking from a distance, that direction was at least several kilometers away from them.

The fire shot into the sky in the dark night, and it was so conspicuous.

Iridescent eyes looked at the fire: "It seems those cultists have started."

At this time, from all directions, cultists emerged from the places where they had been waiting to hide.

They followed the direction that had been planned long ago and began to carry out bloody massacres.

Everyone has been assigned an area they will be responsible for killing.

To bring about disruption and overthrow the city?

No, what they wanted from the beginning was extreme chaos, massive massacres, and the fall of the city.

What they want is a sacrifice in the name of nirvana.

“Let the city achieve nirvana with us!”

The cultists chanted such slogans and rushed out like crazy demons waving all kinds of weapons.

It could be clearly seen that in this crazy night, bloody lines began to spread on the faces of some cultists.

This will give them powers beyond ordinary people and also speed up their killing pace.

The killing begins.

Not far from where Rainbow Tong and the others were, many cultists gathered here.

One of the leaders was wearing a conspicuous white robe, with a bright red blood drop pattern on the back of the robe.

This bright red drop of blood is the logo of the Nirvana Church.

"Our mission is to kill all the people in the Defense Bureau and let those defense personnel go to nirvana!"

"oh!"

"kill!"

"Let them reach nirvana!"

The cultists under him went crazy one by one and fell completely into madness.

…

"coming."

Liu Yueliu, who was observing this direction, said loudly.

The two people around him turned to look over.

On the dark street, a group of people rushed towards the Defense Bureau from a distant street.

Their goals are clear and they can be said to be heading straight for them.

"Are we going to stop him now?" Liu Yueliu asked.

Rainbow Tong and Jiang Shuyu both shook their heads.

"Now is not the time. Let's first see if the people from the Defense Bureau can prevent it."

The three of them were observing closely from the roof.

The crowd gathered by the cultists suddenly divided into three waves and rushed towards them.

Due to the strict eye protection and it being late at night, there were no idle people on the street for them to perform the surgery.

"It's martial law time now. Who told you to run around on the streets? Come back here!"

Seeing the figure rushing towards him in the darkness of the street in the distance, a defense officer standing guard in front of the Defense Bureau immediately drew his gun and shouted.

However, the cultists completely ignored his words and did not stop at all.

It can be said that it came all the way.

"boom!"

A gunshot pierced the night.

The defense personnel fired a shot into the sky and tried to continue to persuade: "I repeat, give it all to me..."

Before he could finish his words, a cultist rushing to the front had already thrown the weapon in his hand.

A slender scimitar spun in the air, and then the blade struck the defender's neck hard.

The guard looked shocked, covered his neck, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

The gun in his hand fell to the ground.

He leaned against the wall weakly and sat on the ground, looking like he was going to die.

Another man standing guard next to him saw this situation and immediately took out his gun and shot.

While shooting, he shouted loudly: "Enemy attack, there are enemies!"

There are quite a few people in the entire Defense Bureau keeping watch at night, not to mention that they have just entered strict security during the day.

This is only the first night, and many people have not fallen asleep yet, and are still busy in the Defense Bureau.

As the first gunshot rang out at the door, many people had already started to get weapons.

When the second gunshot rang out, many people rushed out of the door.

There were also many people leaning out of the windows on the roof.

Looking at the scene outside, they raised their weapons without hesitation and pulled the trigger.

Gunshots pierced the night.

Those cultists fell instantly.

But such a sudden attack still caused many cults to rush in front of them.

They raised their weapons and attacked the guards at the door.

The professionally trained defense personnel were temporarily invincible.

Only some elite personnel with tattooed powers can subdue these cultists.

A steel rod was thrown from the side, and the huge force even made a sound of breaking through the air.

I saw a cultist being whipped out by the steel rod.

The huge impact caused him to knock down a lot of people behind him.

"team leader."

The rescued defense personnel quickly got up and stood behind their captain.

The person he called captain was a man who looked somewhat strong, and the tattoos could be seen exposed from the exposed skin.

At this time, the tattoo somewhere on his body was emitting a faint light. It was obvious that he was also a person with the power of tattoos.

"Weird, monster!"

There was a scream from the side.

Turning around, he saw a man with blood-red lines on his body whose skin was peeling off, as if it had been dissolved, revealing the exposed blood-red muscles underneath.

But if you look at it, you can see that there is a round hole on the top of his head. It is obvious that he should be dead.

But he got up again.

Seeing this situation, even many of these defense personnel felt panic in their hearts.

When had they ever seen such a battle?

Even the captain couldn't help but widen his eyes.

This scene is a bit too scary.

"Retreat, let's retreat while fighting! Retreat to the inside of the bureau."

As the order was given, they fought and retreated until they reached the door. Some people inside the bureau immediately began to close the door and block it with various objects.

The people in the upper window kept shooting downwards.

The fighting here has already attracted the attention of other residents at night.

Especially when some dead bodies got up and turned into monsters with only flesh and blood left.

Many residents who looked in this direction were completely frightened, especially when they saw that the people from the Defense Bureau were suppressed and completely unable to eliminate these people.

Many residents began to leave their houses, and they wanted to leave this place while it was dark.

They were too close to the Defense Bureau, and looking at the Defense Bureau like this, they obviously couldn't defend it.

They wanted to leave, but those monsters wouldn't let them.

If these residents hide in their homes, these cultists will let them live a little longer.

But now that they had run out, they naturally rushed towards the people who came up without hesitation.

They brandished their weapons amidst numerous screams of terror, staining the streets with blood.

More fires rose from a distance, and even some houses around the Defense Bureau had been set alight.

Under this situation, some cultists have begun to cause all kinds of destruction around them uncontrollably.

A wind blade flew by and split a cultist in half as he rushed towards the hotel.

"It's completely chaotic, and the people from the Defense Bureau are completely unable to resist it."

"it's time."

…

On the other side, Ali lives in a more remote area.

Although the firelight in the distant city could be seen in this direction at this time, at least in their street area, it was still quiet at night.

It's just that there is a lot of light on the windows of various houses on the street.

It was obvious that many people had woken up, looking at the fire in the distance and chatting in wonder.

These residents did not know what happened there, they simply thought there was a fire.

Still living leisurely.

In Ali's house.

Zhuang Cai looked at the fire in the distance through the window.

"It should be those cultists taking action."

"Then we just wait here?" Nan Subei also came out and took a look at the fire in the distance and asked.

"This was a premeditated operation. They must have been scattered throughout the city. You can tell by looking at the firelights."

Zhuang Cai said and then pointed to the south of Jiangsu Province: "There are only a few of us. How could you possibly defend against such a big city?"

"This city will not fall so easily, but tonight's chaos is inevitable."

Ali, who woke up at some point, rubbed his head and walked over and said.

He looks much better now than he did during the day.

"Are you awake? How do you feel now?"

Hearing Zhuang Cai's words, Ali nodded: "Sorry, I lost my temper during the day."

After being in a coma for a day, he does seem to have a lot of energy now.

During this period, all kinds of things were weighing on him, making him almost collapse.

Coupled with some of the things he learned yesterday, he was almost desperate. Now that he had some sleep and rested for a while, he felt much better.

"Tell me what you have planned before the chaos spreads." Ali looked at Zhuang Cai and said.

Zhuang Cai still looked at him, thought for a while and asked: "You have collected so much information about the Blood God, have you found any literature?

I'm very curious, how did the ancient empire seal the Blood God?

After all, we have also seen that its body may even be swallowing the moon.

The people of the empire might have been able to eliminate all the cultists and contain such disasters at that time, but how did the evil gods seal it?

Such information will definitely be retained. After all, no one can guarantee whether the blood god will escape. A seal is just a seal. "

After listening to Zhuang Cai's words, Ali looked at him.

The whole person lowered his head and suddenly began to think deeply.

Seeing this situation, Zhuang Cai could only wait silently.

After a long time, he raised his head and waved to Zhuang Cai, gesturing for him to follow him.

Several people followed Ali and walked upstairs.

The upstairs of Ali's house was almost used as a storage warehouse by him, filled with all kinds of things.

In a place filled with so many things, Ali pulled out an object wrapped in cloth from a corner.

The cloth was lifted up, and underneath was a broken stone slab.

There are unknown handwritings engraved on the stone slab.

"These are some of my discoveries, but the problem is that I have checked too many documents, and I have not found the original characters, and I don't know how to decipher them."

As he said that, he turned to look at Zhuang Cai: "Maybe you can understand?"

After all, in his eyes, Zhuang Cai and the others might be descendants of those countries or certain forces from ancient times.

Maybe they can recognize these words?

Nan Subei and Yang Rongrong turned to look at Zhuang Cai.

This is obviously no longer an area where they are good at providing help, and now is the moment of talent.

Zhuang Cai didn't hide anything, he looked directly at the words and read the information recorded on them.

"The blood moon is in the sky, and the blood light will fill the earth..."

Zhuang Cai looked at the record on it and began to translate.

Ali quickly remembered.

There are very few handwritings in the record, and Zhuang Cai completed the complete translation in one fell swoop.

After writing it down, Ali nodded repeatedly: "Sure enough, you really understand."

After finishing reading, Zhuang Cai frowned and said, "This should be a prophecy, just a prophecy for the Blood God.

I can see that it doesn't have any power, it's probably just a record of it.

There is no information on it that can target and seal the Blood God. "

"Really? It's expected. And I have the original version of this fable here, which was translated into the imperial language.

But from what you said, it seems that there are still a lot of typos and imperfect translations. "Ali said.

"And this stone tablet was excavated from the ruins of the empire, from the ancient empire, but the characters are very different from the characters of the empire. The research based on those writing schools are completely two different language families."

Hearing this, Yang Rongrong said from the side: "Is that understandable? Before the Empire sealed the Blood God, there were already older countries or forces that had dealt with the Blood God?

They recorded the existence of the Blood God in this way. "

Ali showed excitement and nodded: "Yes, there is nothing wrong with your guess.

Maybe I couldn't determine this situation before, and only with Zhuang Cai's help can I interpret it. The words above already indicate that the Blood God had already appeared in a time older than the empire.

Even to the extreme, the empire's understanding and research on the Blood God at that time might be the same as ours now, and they were also unearthed from a much older era.

After all, there are too many relics, and just a few dynasties cannot pile them up."

As he spoke, Ali pointed to the stone slab and said: "Although we cannot translate the fonts on this stone slab, our culture has been unearthed from many very, very distressing ruins.

It’s just that these excavated ruins are so old that most of them cannot retain much information.

In addition, these instruments can be classified as priceless, so many people are not keen on them. "

At this point, Ali sighed.

The reason why archaeological excavations are so prosperous in this world is naturally because the progress of this world relies on archaeological discoveries.

The power of tattoos, the pictures and texts were all discovered from the ruins.

But not all ancient ruins have this power. Most of these pictures and texts that can give people special powers were excavated from the ruins of the empire, or the ruins of his contemporaries or his successors.

After verification, these ruins are no more than 1,000 years old.

These powers can rarely be discovered in ruins that are more than 1,000 years old.

So there is one in the archaeological world. An unproven but almost certain answer.

That is, the graphic power of tattoos should have been discovered and used to the extreme by the empire.

It was precisely because of this power that the empire became the largest country that had ever existed on this continent in that era.

Almost the entire continent and even the surrounding islands were included in their territory.

Thinking about it now, perhaps it is precisely because of this that the huge territorial power allows them to deal with the evil god and seal it away.

At this time, Ali looked at Zhuang Cai and couldn't help but said: "I would like to ask you, how many ancient texts can you understand?"

"How much?" Zhuang Cai looked at him and repeated, then smiled: "I have done some research on the fonts of other civilizations. If nothing else, I should know them all."

"...You didn't lie to me?" Ali looked at him in surprise.

There are very few people who master multiple languages ​​and scripts, let alone ancient scripts.

Zhuang Cai nodded: "I still have a lot of experience in this aspect."

Ali glanced at him in disbelief, and then began to rummage around.

Mainly some are too outrageous.

Some sealed pieces of paper were quickly pulled out from various places where they were piled up.

Through the transparent photo frame-like packaging on the outside, the contents inside seem to be very ancient records.

Kind of like a parchment roll or something.

“These are text-bearing objects that are currently undecipherable and excavated from various instruments.

Each font represents a different civilization and a different ancient power.

These texts are among the fonts that currently cannot be translated because the font size is too small. "

The significance of Ali putting this out is self-evident.

Zhuang Cai looked at the words on it.

What should I say, not everyone is useful.

Some records are like poems, and some record the history of a certain period of time, such as natural disasters and some merits of forces.

Some of them seem to be love poems.

These records are very messy, with everything included, and all of them can be said to have no information at all.

However, Zhuang Cai still helped translate it carefully to make sure that he was not lying in this regard.