Chapter 365 Kyushu VS Tantra

"Work, work!"

The room in the Department of Information was as usual, dirty and chaotic was the eternal theme here. Fingel clapped his hands vigorously, just like a general calling his soldiers in World War II. Of course, considering the situation at the scene, you said it was the leader monkey of the tropical rain forest calling him. It’s almost enough for the monkeys under him to participate in the Monkey King Competition.

Apparently they went crazy last night. The paparazzi of the Information Department woke up like zombies at the call of the Monkey King. Their limbs were stiff and their eyes were distracted. Those who didn't know it thought they were the masters of the professor group who came to experience life.

However, there are a few die-hards who disobey orders and dare to blatantly ignore His Majesty the Monkey King's call. No matter how hard Fingel slaps him, they still sleep on their own. At most, they turn over symbolically and then disappear.

Fingel was so angry that he rushed over and punched and kicked him, showing his majesty as the head of the Information Department. Finally, before the time limit, all members of the Information Department sat in front of the computer.

The paparazzi rubbed their sleepy eyes and poured strong coffee into their stomachs cup after cup. The alarm clock rang, and Fingel pressed his fingers until his skin crackled.

"Small door, today we have to work for Kassel's S-class hidden door, so cheer up!"

"oh."

Fingel nodded, yes, military morale is available.

Suddenly someone glanced at the screen. It was a scene from the Kassel martial arts arena. The audience was there, and Lu Mingfei was there, but where was the monk?

He scratched his head.

Wasn't it said that the S-class and the school director were in a life-or-death battle? The school director didn't even come, who would the S-class fight?

He raised his hand in confusion.

"Boss, look at this."

He pointed at the screen.

"Can we take a rest?"

Fingel took one look and said oh.

"That's not what we want to broadcast. Wait, I'll switch the signal."

The paparazzi in the room looked at each other.

What's the situation? If we don't broadcast Lu Mingfei's challenge to the school director today, why should we broadcast it?

With question marks on their foreheads, they quickly saw a new picture on the screen.

It was a series of palaces in the wind and snow.

The focus is on a thin girl.

She walked in the snow that swept across the world.

Not a single snowflake fell on her.

The paparazzi stared blankly at the scene.

The fries in his mouth fell to the ground, and the coke also fell into a puddle.

The room in the press department fell silent.

What's this?

Movie?

The picture quality doesn't look like it either.

But...Yan Ling?

What kind of spirit can do this?

Fingel clapped his hands to attract their attention.

"Work, work."

"go, go, go!"

Meanwhile, the hunter website, home page.

This is the largest mixed-breed forum in the world. Whether they are organized mixed-breeds or wild hunters, they will log in to this website on weekdays, take tasks if they have any, and read the posts if they don't.

Covering the sky, a post caught the attention of the hybrids.

Kassel's S-class fights with the school director to the death.

The bored hybrid in front of the computer whistled and clicked in excitedly.

The live broadcast has not yet started, but the picture is fixed on the high-altitude view of the Kassel campus. This quaint university is the most prestigious training center for dragon slayers in the world.

The comment area is very lively. Most of the hybrids are here for the S-class name. A lot has happened in the world this year, but if you want to choose the one with the greatest influence, it must be Cassel. The S-class dragon slayer, the Emperor of Bronze and Fire died in this man's hands, quickly spreading Lu Mingfei's name throughout the hybrid world.

All the news about this boy can trigger a feverish discussion in an instant, not to mention this post. The new legend is about to fight in front of people, showing his power to hybrids all over the world.

As for the regents of Kassel... the organized mixed-race summary might still care. Wild hunters would not care at all. The regents of a university have nothing to do with these desperadoes who lick blood from their swords.

As time goes by, the atmosphere in the comment area gradually becomes weird. If there are intelligence agents here, they will definitely find some interesting IDs, such as the young heads of the eight Sheqi families, members of the Supreme Council, and the ancient The elders of the mixed-race family, and even some users with mysterious addresses, are the mixed-race people from the ancient land in the Far East. They follow the precepts passed down from long ago and live like ascetics under the leadership of the Yinmen. In life, as members of the Eastern mixed-race world, they maintain a considerable distance from the Western mixed-race world. This is also the will of the Hidden Sect.

All of this is waiting.

And today, the hidden door that they have been waiting for thousands of years to walk around the world finally appears.

In the majestic and deep ancient house, a girl with a single ponytail lowered her legs to the sky, and a white shadow jumped down from the tree, shaking off the white plum blossoms on the ground.

The girl seemed to have eyes on the back of her head. Without looking back, she reached out and grabbed the white cat by the back of its neck.

"Xue Tuan'er, you're naughty again!"

The girl tapped the white cat's wet nose.

"Amei!"

The master is calling her.

"Coming!"

The girl named Amei hugged Xue Tuan'er and ran into the ancient house nimbly. The fallen plum blossoms in winter were paved all the way. Strangely enough, the girl didn't even step on any plum blossoms. Only the light wind made the plum blossoms bloom. It turns around, leaving behind a dark fragrance, but I don't know whether it is the fragrance of women or the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Or maybe the women's fragrance is also called plum blossom fragrance...

The master was tinkering with the computer in annoyance. When he saw her coming, he quickly sat back in the master's chair, picked up the tea and took a sip.

Amei pretended not to see her master trying hard to type on the keyboard with one-finger Zen, and tried very hard not to laugh.

"I heard that Mr. General Zongxing was born. Amei, please show me, what is that..."

He thought about it.

"What forum? What should I do..."

"It's landing, Master."

Amei reminded in a low voice.

"Yes, that's right, just log in."

The master stroked his beard and smiled.

Amei typed on the keyboard and occasionally moved the mouse. The master sat far away and pretended to drink tea. In fact, Amei knew that the master must be squinting and peeking. He was really a stubborn old man who wanted to save face.

"Okay, Master!"

Amei showed the home page of the Night Watch Forum to the master.

The master nodded calmly, glanced at the computer screen, and let out a sigh.

He looked up and down twice more.

"Where is your Excellency, Mr. Zongxing?"

Amei looked at the screen.

"It hasn't started yet, it seems like it won't be until twelve o'clock."

"That's soon."

The master sighed.

"Finally, after waiting for so many years..."

"Amei, you were born in a good year."

"A good year?"

Amei blinked in confusion.

The master didn't answer, and I don't know what he thought of. He suddenly smiled with indescribable kindness.

"Master, I heard that Mr. Zong Zhongxing is still a young man. At your age, Amei..."

The girl resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

"What are you talking about, Master?"

She scolded and changed the subject.

"That's right, I've heard you say that you always walk, always walk, since I was a child. Who are you?"

The master pondered.

"I feel ashamed to say that I don't even know who this general walker is."

Amei was a little surprised. There was a day when her stubborn master could honestly say he didn’t know about it?

"Just remember, Grandmaster left a message."

The master said quietly.

"The one who walks through the world is the one who takes us home."

These words made Amei even more confused.

go home?

But isn’t their home right here?

She grew up here with her master, and occasionally went out. The outside world was also interesting. It looked the same every year, and there were all kinds of fun things. But when the time came, Amei would come back. She knew that this was her home, and she Born and raised here, Amei never imagined that her home would be somewhere else.

Perhaps seeing his apprentice's confusion, the master smiled heartily and comforted her.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

"Amei, the ancestor said it was his hometown."

"Our home is here and nowhere else."

After hearing this, the girl became happy and smiled. She was really good-looking, like the cool wind under the tree at night in early summer. She looked comfortable.

Twelve o'clock is almost here.

The master and apprentice looked at the screen.

"By the way, Amei, you can go out in two days and meet Mr. Zong Xing."

The girl wrinkled her nose and muttered.

"Why should I see him?"

"Nonsense."

The master gave her a lesson.

"After all, we are also a branch of the Hidden Sect. It is the right thing to do when you appear in the world and surrender to your tent to obey your orders."

Old antique, what age are you still obeying orders!

Amei secretly curled her lips, but didn't show it on her face. She said yes, and then quickly thought of an excuse to excuse herself.

"Master, you are talking about the hidden door. What exactly is this hidden door?"

Originally, Amei had given up all hope.

He has asked his master countless times since he was a child, but he has never received a positive answer.

But he never thought that this time the master would speak.

"The hidden door."

Amei was aroused with anticipation and looked at the master with shining eyes.

But he didn't want the master to ponder for a long time, and finally said.

"You will know when you meet Mr. Zong Xing."

Amei always felt that this was the master digging a hole for herself.

How much does the old man want to go see that thing by himself?

She hummed inwardly.

See you when you see me, always walk, right? I hope you won't disappoint me. You praise the master so much. If you become the defeat of me, let's see how you still have the face to walk in the world.

The master smiled and said nothing. He had watched his apprentice grow up, and it was hard to tell what this girl was thinking. There were only a few kids of her generation who could rival her. The little girl was very arrogant.

"The time has come, Master."

"Um."

The discussion forum for the post went quiet.

The mixed-races held their breaths, and both Western and Eastern mixed-races were waiting for the boy.

However, time passed by minute by minute.

The picture is still fixed on the top view of Kassel.

The master looked at the time.

12:04

"Amei, this is..."

The girl was also confused.

Suddenly, a pop-up window popped up, occupying the screen, and a line of large characters was extremely eye-catching.

"Kyushu VS Tantra"

Then the screen changed.

A series of palaces in the wind and snow.

The hybrids can tell at a glance that this is the architectural style of the roof of the world.

But what exactly happened?

Got a virus?

But this is a hunter's website, a hunter's website that none of the major hybrid organizations can win.

Which hacker is so powerful that he actually captured this place!

But the half-breeds quickly rejected the idea.

Not a hacker.

On it they found the hunter website's certification logo.

So, this is a video pushed by the hunter website.

Realizing this did not diminish the shock in the hearts of the mixed races at all.

It's not one or two.

It’s not limited to single-shirt posts either.

This is a video pushed by the hunter website to all hybrids who logged in at the same time.

Extremely overbearing forced push.

The Hunter website is like saying again, no matter what you are doing, no matter what important thing you have, stop it and watch this video first.

So, what is the content that makes the hunter website so crazy?

The hybrids' curiosity was piqued.

At the same time, they also called and sent messages to their friends to inform them of this interesting incident.

There were new hybrids joining, and they were surprised to find that after logging in according to the original method, the destination they entered was not the homepage of the hunter website, but a live video.

This is almost like catching up with the life of the hunter website for promotion.

Are they crazy?

Somehow, the mixed-races suddenly felt a little lucky. Fortunately, the hunter website was not completely crazy even when it went crazy. If they pushed this video to TV stations and websites in the ordinary world at the same time, the mixed-races would not have to think about the Abrahamic bloodline. Done, get ready for the social upheaval caused by the exposure of your mixed race.

The video zoomed in, and the back of a girl in the wind and snow gradually became clearer, and they heard someone talking.

"The teacher said, do it."

"Um."

So the girl walked towards the wind and snow.

she says.

"Kiuzhou, Yuanyuan."

"Come here and worship the mountain."

The wooden sword in her arms lit up with a misty light.

This light is really special. It is neither white, nor red, nor purple, nor does it belong to the seven colors, nor does it enter the five elements.

Just listen to what she said.

"Shijie!"

With her as the center, the wind and snow suddenly stopped.

The hybrids in front of the Hunter website and the Night Watch forum all blinked.

Fingel pressed his temple.

"Is the computer broken?"

Genji Heavy Industries, Office of the Executive Director.

Several people, headed by Yuan Zhisheng, watched the live broadcast projected on the big screen.

Crow scratched his head and tapped on the computer.

"Is this thing stuck?"

Yasha hit him on the head angrily.

"Stop it you idiot!"

Yuan Zhisheng's handsome face frowned slightly.

"cherry."

"Yes, young master."

"Preparing for a flight to the Far East."

It was quiet for about half a minute.

"The airport has been contacted. The runway will be ready in two hours. Do you want to leave now?"

For the eight Sheqi families who are in power in the dark world, if their young master wants to fly, the airport must clear a runway for them. This is a matter of course. None of the four people present are surprised, because this is The authority of the young head of the eight Sheqi families.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the girl on the big screen.

It's not the live broadcast that has a problem.

The signal is also normal.

The wind and snow have stopped.

But the girl is still walking.

She walked straight towards the palace complex.

Wherever it passed, the snow turned into hard ice, as if dead.

The wind is dead and the snow is dead.

She was walking in this dead world.

Ahead is a majestic palace complex, like a giant dragon entrenched here. It is so big that the giant mountains can be regarded as seats, and the lakes are just vessels for drinking water.

The girl walked towards the dragon alone.

Naturally, there will be loneliness and pride for all things in the world.

"Kyushu..."

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly felt that even if he took a plane to the roof of the world immediately and waited for landing, it would be too late.

All is over.

He remembered that in the small town of Nibelungen, the boy who later slayed the dragon also mentioned Kyushu.

Kassel's S-class, his name is Lu Mingfei.

Yuan Zhisheng let go of the spider cutter and the boy cutter with his hands.

He sat upright on his knees.

"No."

He shook his head.

"cherry."

"And Yaksha, crow."

"Watch carefully."

…………

"Kyushu?"

Amei asked puzzledly.

"Didn't you say hidden door?"

The master gave her a meaningful look.

"That one is Kyushu."

"Those who walk in the world..."

"Kyushu."

…………

what sound!

The old monk suddenly looked towards the door.

Shadows in the darkness.

The dancing candlelight reflected a ghostly and twisted face.

Like a bronze statue guarding an ancient tomb, with its ugly face, it threatens all the madmen who dare to disturb the peace here.

The bronze statue moved.

Kneeling on one knee on the ground, there was a sound of steel colliding.

The candlelight cast strange multi-armed shadows on the wall.

A soft female voice called him respectfully.

"Master." The old monk closed his eyes, his face showing neither sadness nor joy.

He said, "Go ahead."

The bronze statue disappeared into the darkness.

The old monk's spotted hands stroked the rattle. The surface of the drum was delicate and smooth, reminiscent of the girl's snow-like skin.

The old monk raised his lips.

He shook the rattle tremblingly.

The small drumstick beats the drum head back and forth.

Then he heard the girl crying sadly in his ears.

She said in a voice that sounded like a clear spring flowing from a snow-capped mountain.

"I feel so much pain."

The old monk smiled kindly.

…………

"Boom!"

The doors slid down to both sides.

Following the difference between internal and external oppression, the howling wind and snow rushed into the palace.

At the door is a girl holding a sword.

She is such a contradictory person.

He is obviously thin and frail, but when he holds the sword in his hand, he is so majestic.

It was as if there was a god standing behind the girl.

Yuanyuan looked inside curiously.

In the dark hall, the three-meter-high everlasting lamp burned silently, vaguely illuminating the statue of Buddha sitting in the center.

The angry look in his eyes made the dark hall even more eerie.

Yuanyuan walked inside.

The main hall is so high, so big, and so empty.

Only the round footsteps echoed alone.

The reverberation has no end.

It's like throwing a stone into a bottomless pool. It keeps falling, occasionally hitting the stone wall, but it never reaches the bottom.

And in deep pools, there are naturally monsters.

Dark golden pupils lit up around Yuanyuan.

They, oh no, it's them.

They stared at the girl greedily. There was a sound of something dragging on the ground, the light of the ever-burning lamp flickered, and it was the tattered monk's robes rubbing against the ground.

Yuanyuan stopped.

She looked in every direction.

Seeing pairs of golden eyes.

An eerie silence enveloped the hall.

It was as quiet as death.

Mixed with the putrid smell of decomposing corpses.

Yuanyuan's childish words.

she says.

"Hello you all."

In an instant, the mountain forest collapsed.

Monsters are like the darkness that erodes the sky when night falls.

They want to extinguish the only light.

"Oh, do you want to fight?"

Then came the dazzling sword light.

It makes people unable to help but close their eyes.

The monsters died before they could wail.

Kassel, thousands of miles away.

Su Qian and Liang Qiqing looked at each other solemnly.

As sword wielders, they could see far more than ordinary people.

Therefore, the shock in my heart is far more than ordinary people.

Su Qian and Liang Qiqing saw the same meaning in each other's eyes.

"Can you take it?"

"no."