I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 395 Sirthis way
The Waste Squad makes its way up the elevator shaft.

The raid on the Sabbath paralyzed the entire headquarters of the Rebel Army, creating an excellent opportunity for everyone.

The explorer strapped his legs to the wheelchair and climbed up with only his arms pulling, but even so, his physical strength was the best in the field.

The director is getting old, sitting in the office all year round on Saturdays, and the magician has lost his magical magic
Everyone in the waste squad is the bloody version.

However, due to the explorer's own weak strength, the residual blood has less influence on him, and instead narrows the distance between him and others.

Halfway through the climb, Saturday hung himself against the wall and said out of breath,
"Director, why don't we withdraw."

Too tired to live.

Going through life and death just to save a waste, no matter how you think about it, it's not worth it!
The headmaster is also exhausted,
"Rest."

He looked down, and before he could see the situation below, he felt a chill on the top of his head.

The wig fell off.

"Principal, this way!"

In the darkness, the watchman groaned again.

The corpse was wearing the prophet's clothes, and a large amount of blood gushed from the chest. It was too cold to recover.

They also had to admit that No. [-]'s analysis made sense.

This is not good news.

Resurrection from the dead is very common in novels.

After all, putting Bao on No. [-] is not a wise choice no matter how you look at it.

No. [-] announced his conjecture,
"That silly girl has betrayed!"

It's a pity, I can't think about it.

In this world, it seems that it is about to flood.

Of course, they have considered the risk of exposure and have countermeasures.

After the meeting between the two parties, Angela spoke first,
"Master is really dead?"

Otherwise, it would be impossible to keep the black spot on Forgotten's left hand until the end.

On the way, number one said quickly,
"That guy is not in the coffin. He must have come up along the elevator and destroyed the monitoring center. If Sabbath is still alive, that means the director and the others are still alive, we were deceived!"

The rest of the people didn't have the time to mess around with him, so they looked at the leader and asked,
"Why did you stop?"

"Save it up, there aren't many left."

She was undercover in the Resistance Army, directly under the Master, and had no more information channels.

In the darkness, the advancing team is not only the trash team.

All the people present were the top fighters of the rebel army, and they all stood out from hundreds of thousands of people in terms of ability and aptitude.

In the darkness, someone finally couldn't bear it, slapped the number one hard, and corrected,

In the darkness, Number One whispered,
"Everyone listen to my command!"

"It's a prophet!"

Under her support, everyone climbed up to the elevator entrance to make sure everything around them was safe.

No. [-] was not ashamed at all, and continued,

Angela's face sank, and after thinking for a while, she spoke again,
"I'm only responsible for listening to the master's orders. I don't care who the master is."

If No. [-] is willing to think deeply about why Angela behaved like this, he will most likely discover the truth.

He got up, still yelling,

Number One also once complained that Angela behaved like a pig teammate, not like Luden at all, and there was no sign of Luden at all, more like a bastard who pretended to be a fake.

The prophet is unknown, Angela's overseer is ineffective, and the Sabbath is a despicable sneak attack
Number one never sticks.

"Look at you falling so hard, you don't even feel it anymore!"

The principal shook his head, recognizing the other party's identity,

The only thing they have in common is that they are all in their twenties.

Everyone: .
They are too lazy to take care of this living treasure.

No. [-] didn't stop the car, bumped into the opponent's body, slipped, landed on the back of his head, and fell on his back.

Thinking of this, the pace of everyone's journey became a little faster.

You had this kind of cleverness earlier, so why did we come to this point?

"The Prophet is stronger than you and me. After massive calculations and predictions, he will definitely survive!"

This is the perfect opportunity to capture the Prophet!
Meet the Prophet, take control of the situation, take Number One, and get out of Rebel HQ
Conceal the sky and cross the sea, tune the tiger away from the mountain.
The director's grandson's Art of War is not in vain.

Ignoring everyone's reactions, No. [-]'s brain was running crazily, still outputting!
"If the director and others are still alive, so their goal will be"

"Speaking of which, the last time I took so many people to meet one person, I still went to meet the master."

Beside the desk, there are four men and one woman.

"I just counted the number of people, one person is missing, and that silly girl is gone, if I guessed correctly."

The magician caught the wig and returned it to the director.

In the darkness, someone asked abruptly,
"The results of it?"

No matter whose responsibility it is, it's not his number one's responsibility anyway.

Everyone let out a cold snort of disdain, and expressed their support for No. [-] with practical actions.

The opponent's commander is a guy like No. [-], so he shouldn't have reacted so quickly.
Everyone raised their heads and looked up.

"The gardener!"

At this moment, No. [-] seemed to be the smartest person in the room.

Number one is still rambling,
"You guys, don't rush so fast, you are as anxious as going to a funeral, you have to believe in the prophet!"

If the old order is about to collapse, how should a new order be established, and where should everyone go?
The coming crisis oppresses everyone, and before the catastrophe comes, they must stimulate their strongest potential.

I can't think of any link that will go wrong.

Only then did this raid happen.

Pupil No. [-] shrunk slightly, and said in shock,
"it's me!"

When saying the last few words, No. [-] was particularly wronged, revealing a sense of innocence.

This is even more old than the old!
"Don't worry!"

According to the internal agreement of Lost Paradise, the director of the garden is currently the temporary master.

This old man, don't mind!

After hearing that the other party's commander-in-chief was No. [-], everyone in the trash team fell silent.

The director didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly,
"Where's that guy number one?"

The most important thing is that every time No. [-] makes an afterthought, he will clean up the blame.

However, everyone is also aware of one fact—the prophet is in danger!

Everyone frowned, and took out their weapons one after another, ready to activate their abilities at any time.

The moment the headquarters was paralyzed, she hid in the darkness without hesitation, looking for the director and others.

"It's in front!"

In order to meet up with the principal as soon as possible, Angela took the risk of being exposed and left immediately, naturally unable to grasp their movements.

He was still babbling, when the leader at the front suddenly stopped,

At the elevator entrance, a familiar face appeared, giving people a feeling that it was easy to give.

That's why they tolerate so much bullshit from Number One.

The watchman can see that this guy is only an afterthought!

This picture always reminds everyone of a classic old stalk - 'sir, this way'.

The principal put the wig back on and said nothing.

As time goes by, everyone can feel that the reality of the world is getting weaker and weaker, and the sense of illusion is getting stronger.

It sounds outrageous, but considering that it is related to the master, things gradually make sense.

Number one scratched his head embarrassingly, and said in shame,
"The master is dead."

This is a fact.

What kind of elder is this!

If you want to expand it a little bit, all Ludens are twenty-five boys.

The director made a decisive decision and said,
"We're going straight to the Prophet."

At the same time, the light illuminates the dark room, and the scene in the room is unobstructed in front of everyone.

"Die at least once."

Angela should have received instructions from the Prophet to perform other tasks.

The line has been broken for six years.

Angela is a person who lost Paradise, which is unexpected and reasonable.

The head of the garden and others must obtain the secret of the god of death, and must master the ability of resurrection from the dead, so that they can have a shelter when the catastrophe comes.

Since No. [-] wants to see the Prophet, they just need to block people at the end!

No. [-] continued to analyze,

Together, the two kicked the door open.

Number One said indignantly,

Although the principal survived, his condition is not good. If the injury is not treated in time, there is even a risk of sudden death.

No. [-] deserves to be No. [-], playing very stable.

There are too many Ludens, and there are everyone.

A voice resounded above everyone's heads, and people couldn't help being shocked!
Found out? !
This is not good news. They can't go to the village now, and they can't go to the store behind. They are hanging in the middle of the elevator shaft. If they are attacked, they will be very dangerous.

Moreover, there is more than one passage to the Prophet's house.

Angela stood at the elevator entrance, beckoning to the principal,

No. [-] and others are also on their way quickly.

"This is a public injury!"

Moreover, the records about Angela on Saturday are very detailed and can create enough sticky notes.

No. [-], as if he didn't feel anything, didn't notice any abnormalities, and continued on his way.

The man said cautiously,

Angela reports,
"When the power went out, he was holding a celebration meeting, and he would go to meet the Prophet accompanied by the watchman and others"

Angela was a friend rather than an enemy, and there were no surprises for everyone present.

Number one remained calm and said coldly,
"You just say that my analysis is right!"

"It's the Sabbath!"

I just didn't expect it to be exposed so quickly.

But
The guards were outraged,
"In hindsight, you are like a pig in advance!"

Few Ludens would exchange their hearts for their hearts. Even in the face of the immortals, Ludens still retain a part of themselves.

Behind the desk, a dead body sat on a chair.

Right now, they just need to figure out how Angela can help in this rescue plan.

The director leaning on an iron rod, Saturday with a notebook, the magician with his hands in his pockets, the explorer in a wheelchair, and Angela.

During the guarding process, all injuries to No. [-] will be transferred to him, including this slap.

Angela's public ability is [True Hearts for Hearts], but this ability is actually very different from Luden.

Everyone rested for a while and set off again.

It takes so much effort to kill No. [-]?

It was not until today that the waste squad raided the headquarters of the Rebel Army, giving Angela a chance to help.

Looking at the mess everywhere, the dead people on the seats, everyone in the trash team, and the traitor Angela.
The two sides just met each other, and they were shocked by the huge amount of information brought by each other, and they froze in place for a while.

"Do not."

His plan was good, but it was the poor execution of the people below.

"3, 2, 1, start a group!"

As for how the master planted this hidden seed, no one can know.

The fact that the plan can be carried forward to this point does not depend on how good the director's plan is or how strong their abilities are.

Did the magician do it on purpose or by accident?
Hard to say.

The Rebel Army and Paradise Lost each have a mother-in-law Luden, who can be called Crouching Dragon and Phoenix.

It shouldn't be!

Even if the entire headquarters is paralyzed, it will not affect the effectiveness of some mechanical facilities. If you break into it rashly, you will die.

"It's a fallen angel."

whispered the explorer,
"Angel?"

That is Angela.

The fallen angels do not belong to the rebels, and their real identity is the undercover agent of Paradise Lost.

Even the actions of the Forgotten have the shadow of Angela assisting behind the scenes.

The building of the headquarters of the Rebel Army is intricate, like a spider web, and there are many traps.

Some people even made up their minds that after this farce, they must jointly sign a letter to the prophet and ask the prophet to send this guy No. [-] back to Paradise Lost.

She naturally listened to the principal.

Instead, the guard let out a muffled grunt.

Angela immediately led the way, and everyone followed closely behind.

As for whether he came back to life after death, I don't know.

No one can find fault with the director's plan, and it looks absolutely foolproof.

From Angela, the director had already learned that No. [-] concentrated most of the defense forces around himself, and there was a vacuum of defense near the prophet.

Fighting angels, until the moment the heart is stabbed, the magician's magic does not work.

"Okay, this way."

Angela was not sure which way Number One would choose.

As long as the waste team says a word, there are a lot of people in the rebel army who are willing to throw No. [-] out and let the other party kill them casually.

But number one's performance is too stable!

After finishing speaking, he himself felt unlucky, and added,
"I don't mean to curse the prophet, we have to have confidence in the prophet! Besides, even if the prophet is really dead, there is still me! Don't forget, I am the big brother of Paradise Lost, and I can handle a little director. Isn't it easy?
Under my leadership, the Rebel Army will definitely become bigger and stronger, and create greater glories."

Hearing this, an idea emerged in everyone's mind at the same time.

"Thinking about the good, even if things turn out to be the worst, haven't Paradise Lost mastered the core technology of resurrection? It's still too late for you to surrender. After all, I'm the big brother of Paradise Lost, and my words carry a lot of weight over there."

The promised 1V1 battle between real men, how can you lie to others? !
His analysis is very reasonable, and many people have not even thought of this level.

"There is movement inside."

The temple of the rebels is too small to accommodate this elder.

The headmaster nodded slowly,

The caretaker has regretted it a bit, he shouldn't be teaming up with the guy No. [-].

The explorer's lips moved slightly, wanting to explain a few words, they just arrived, the Prophet was dead when they arrived, and they didn't kill the Prophet.
"Do not misunderstand!"

Others are ready for battle.

Because, they know very well, there's one guy in the arena who can screw everything up.

This guy, never disappoints.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, when no one dared to act rashly,
Pointing at the director and others, No. [-] shouted in a super loud voice,
"They killed the prophet!"

(End of this chapter)