At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

You know, even if it is a sealed god who really wants revenge at any cost, it is extremely terrifying.

Zhao Feiyu nodded, showing a smile: "Go and meet the legendary Mr. Palace Master for a while, maybe you will have some different experiences."

Standing up the collar of the high-necked windbreaker, deliberately covering the scar on his face, Zhao Feiyu, oh no, the figure with the severed finger disappeared in place.

The headquarters of Lingdian is relatively close to the battlefield, located in Tianling City in the middle of Pyongyang Prefecture.

However, due to the pressure of the war, Lu Shang, the master of the Spirit Hall, has moved to a bustling city on the edge of the front line.

It's called Weili City.

Legend has it that there once was an ancient sage who sat down here, and his extraordinary spiritual power diffused to form a city.

The trade roads extend in all directions, and it is an endless plain area, so the economy is prosperous, and it is highly valued by the Hall of Spirits.

At this time, this place has also become the wartime commanding mansion of the Spirit Hall.

A rough figure quietly appeared not far away, looked up at the tall and extravagant building, the corners of his mouth were slightly drawn.

It was Zhao Feiyu who had become a severed finger.

He coughed, put on a sinister look and swaggered towards the door.

Seeing this, the guards all tensed their backs, bowed their heads nervously and saluted: "Deputy Commander!"

"Well, be on duty carefully!"

Zhao Feiyu nodded coldly, then stepped directly into the gate.

As soon as he entered the door, a young male officer who seemed to be wearing glasses followed quickly, with a thick stack of paper reports in his hand.

"Deputy Commander, these are the distribution of materials on the front line during this period. The line of hesitation has been stretched, so the material supply chain is relatively weak. The current material loopholes include: arrow clusters, long guns, firearms..."

Zhao Feiyu pretended to be listening patiently, but in fact the blue veins on his forehead were throbbing, making him feel like he was dreaming back to high school.

He had no doubts that if he didn't stop this guy's mouth, he might be hypnotized to sleep.

"You can do these things yourself, I believe in your ability."

With a slight thought, Zhao Feiyu snatched the stack of reports from this guy in time, ending this purgatory on earth.

"This……"

The man was obviously startled by the deputy commander's coquettish operation, and immediately nodded: "Okay!"

"Where is the commander now?" Zhao Feiyu asked seemingly casually.

"In the conference room, the high-level executives of the Xiaoyao Building have just left, and the hall master, no, the commander has not come out." The man with glasses bowed his head and said.

"Okay, go get busy, I have something to report to the Palace Master!" Zhao Feiyu couldn't wait to send this guy away, and after hearing what he said, he felt a pain in his head.

"Yes!"

The man with glasses helped his glasses frame, nodded and left.

After turning a corner, he paused slightly, frowned and glanced at the direction where the "broken finger" disappeared, and said to himself in doubt:

"Why did the deputy commander become so weird that he didn't lose his temper and beat people for no reason?"

After thinking about it, he shook his head, shrugged and said:

"Whatever, this guy has always been a lunatic anyway."

After all, he really turned around and left.

……

Under the spiritual guidance, Zhao Feiyu found the existence of the so-called meeting room very easily.

But to his surprise, this meeting room is not an attic or a palace, but the underground of an altar.

It was a basement.

"Sure enough, he is a cultist, and his behavior is incomprehensible."

The dark and damp darkness quickly engulfed the outside light, Zhao Feiyu frowned slightly, but still reached out and knocked on the door of the conference room.

"who is it?"

A hoarse and deep voice came from the other side of the door, it was extremely clear, but it made people feel no trace of life.

"It's me, severed finger!" Zhao Feiyu replied quietly without changing his face.

"Didn't you say don't bother me if there is nothing important?" The voice inside was already a little angry.

The cold wind blew over from the closed gate, and the high edge of the "broken finger" was blown away, revealing the hideous scarred face.

Zhao Feiyu picked up the hat without comprehension, then patted the dust on the hat, and said:

"Commander forgives sins, and I don't want to disturb your recuperation, but my people found traces of the leader of the Apocalypse League in a town."

He paused for a moment, and added: "You know, back then he defeated the senior officials of the four major sects in full view, so he would be recognized."

The room was obviously quiet for a moment, and then there was only a creaking sound, and a gap was suddenly opened in front of the dark door:

"Come in!"

Zhao Feiyu lowered his head, opened the door and walked in.

There are bookshelves lined up like forests, and there are many books in them, but most of them are shrouded in a secret shadow. Zhao Feiyu didn't waste energy to investigate carefully.

However, it can still be seen that the number of these books is far less than the ones he has read.

On the right side of the bookshelves is a long and narrow dark red table, there are three elevated chairs on the side close to Zhao Feiyu himself, and a deep black chair on the other side.

At this time, the chair was carrying Zhao Feiyu on its back, but a not-so-burly figure could still be seen sitting on it.

It might even look a little flimsy.

"Tell me what you know!"

A hoarse voice came from the other side of the long table, like the whisper of a monster.

"Yes!"

Zhao Feiyu bowed his head slightly, his tone very respectful:

"My subordinates once found Zhao Feiyu in a small town close to the battle line, because he was the only one around, and he was just imaginary. My subordinates were not sure, so they came to ask for my help."

"I wanted to report to you after this mission was over, but that subordinate was brutally killed that night."

He paused for a moment and said, "There are no corpses left."

The room fell silent, and the atmosphere was so tense that Zhao Feiyu almost drew his knife and slashed the guy, but he didn't kill him so much.

Slowly nodded: "It may be that the leader of the Apocalypse League came to kill people, but I didn't expect your subordinates to report the news."

"You did very well!"

"Any news about the leader of the Apocalypse Alliance is very important information, and I must be informed as soon as possible."

"He's a horrible guy!"

scary guy?How can I compare with you cultists... Zhao Feiyu secretly slandered, but there was a look of honor on his face:

"This is what should be done!"

"Well, go back, I know the situation!" Lu Shang whispered.

"Yes……"

Zhao Feiyu shrugged in his heart, suppressed the urge to act immediately, turned and left.