Life Copy Game

"The West has dispatched the Knights of K's Order,"

In the dim shadows, a figure pushed open the door, opened the tablet in his hand, and projected the video on the big screen in the office, "This is the video sent by our people."

A blurry image appeared on the big screen, and the screen also showed a bright red hang-up button, which seemed to be a 'recording' of a video call.

In this screen, there was a somewhat dim scene that seemed to be in the basement.

The person holding the camera was obviously not professional, and there was no professional equipment. The whole picture was supported by violent shaking.

But it can be vaguely distinguished that the crowd in the picture was filling the hall.

These people gathered together to form a huge circle, and in this circle, there was a bright red and complex pattern that was only partially exposed.

The people surrounding this pattern lowered their heads, as if they were reciting some kind of mumbling words.

The person holding the mobile phone did not seem to have a high status. He was squeezed behind the crowd and could not see the pattern clearly.

He held the phone and looked around, and seemed to find that the people around him were reciting with their heads down, so he raised the phone and pointed the camera at the pattern surrounded by the center.

As the camera passed over the half-bald head of the man in front, a bright red magic circle that seemed to outline the stars appeared in everyone's vision.

The color of the magic circle was so strange, as if it was painted with complete blood.

The person holding the phone seemed to want to let the person on the other side of the video line see the specific appearance of the magic circle clearly, and he quickly scanned the camera left and right.

"Ah!!!"

At this moment, opposite the camera, a short and fat long-haired man with a metal necklace suddenly raised his hands and shouted.

This shout scared the person holding the phone so much that his hand trembled and he almost couldn't hold the phone steadily.

The entire video screen also fell rapidly, fell into the arms of the shooter, and became pitch black.

"Praise you, great savior."

"You come from the endless outer space..."

The noisy chanting sound came from the dark and shaking picture.

There seemed to be the voice of the photographer.

At this time, the photographer seemed to realize that he was not discovered, and that he had just scared himself.

In the sound of "chanting", the dark picture slowly shook again, as if the lens was being pulled out.

A huge dark "plastic zipper tooth" appeared in the picture and occupied the lower left corner of the entire picture.

As if frightened by the situation just now, this time the photographer did not expose the lens directly, but hid it in his clothes.

This greatly limited the angle of the picture.

Most of the whole picture was blocked by the figure in front, and only the bright red pattern on the ground in front could be seen through the gap between the figures.

"Praise you, great savior."

And in this gap, part of the body of the long-haired short and fat man opposite who seemed to be the ceremony host could be vaguely seen.

At this time, he raised his hands again and shouted loudly.

His voice was trembling with excitement, "You are the savior of the world, the angel of the end of the world, we are willing to crawl at your feet and pray for your forgiveness."

While he was speaking, the crowd on the left seemed to be a little commotion.

The photographer immediately tilted the camera to the left.

Through the gaps between the crowd, it was vaguely seen that several boys and girls who were tied up and looked only fifteen or sixteen years old were brought up.

A strong man with tattooed arms pulled these boys and walked to the center of the red pattern.

"We pray to you devoutly," and at this time, the ceremony organizer still raised his hands high, "offering you a beautiful sacrifice, may you enjoy our praise, may your gift be implemented on the earth..."

While he was speaking, several more men in black robes came up, each of them took out a sharp knife with a bloodletting groove from their sleeves, and approached the boys and girls who were tied up standing in the center of the pattern.

"We pray to you devoutly..."

The people around lowered their heads. I don't know if they didn't want to see the scene below or wanted to show their piety. They lowered their heads and began to chant.

The photographer took the opportunity to squeeze forward a little so that the camera could capture the center of the crowd more clearly.

The boys and girls were obviously scared by the scene in front of them, and there was a little crying in the noisy chanting.

"Puh--"

Of course, there were also some who were not completely scared. A tall and thin boy looked at the black-clad man with a sharp knife and spat directly, "You crazy people."

He struggled violently and tried to escape, but was caught by the flower-armed man behind him.

And the saliva he spat seemed to fall on the cheek of a knife-wielding man in front.

The camera did not capture the expression of the knife-wielding man, but only captured that the knife-wielding man wiped his face and walked towards the boy faster.

"···We offer you a beautiful sacrifice···"

The noisy chanting continued, and the people holding knives were getting closer and closer to the young men.

The person walking in the front had already raised the butcher knife in his hand.

Boom——

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the left side of the crowd, followed by some subtle explosion sound, and it seemed that some kind of smoke bombs were exploded, and the rich smoke covered the entire basement.

The photographer immediately turned the camera to the left.

The infrared light shot from the smoke, accompanied by a fierce roar, "the world tree investigates the case, everyone holds his head with both hands, squatting down, hearing no, everyone! Immediately hold his head and squat down."

With this sound coming out of the smoke, it was wearing camouflage combat clothes, with bulletproof helmets and night vision, grenade and magazine on their chests, tactical belts on the waist, and assault rifle.

The cold muzzle was so convincing that the crowd who heard the roar and some stunned people immediately squatted on the ground after seeing the soldiers walking out of the smoke.

Video photographers also squatted to the ground at this moment.

But in the center of the French formation, a few people seemed to have not heard the words. They stood in the dust and held the sharp knife without fear. Rush towards those guns.

The strong flower arm man rushed in front.

Bang Bang ——

At this moment, a crisp sound sounded in the air.

The figure in front fired without hesitation, and hit a few people who rushed over.

boom--

With a loud noise, the strong flower arm man fell backwards, and the remaining figures were also beaten.

Behind these figures, those teenagers who were tied up and some confused were not harmed.

Obviously, the leader of the leader is excellent.

At this moment, other 'soldiers' stepped forward and began to unlock the tied ropes on those teenagers.

"You of you!"

At this moment, the chief of the long hair ceremony suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and the speed of the outbreak of his body broke out, rushing towards the leader of the gun.

The law array on the ground was bright. At this moment, the people squatting on the ground trembled, and the picture of the video also distorted a certain time.

As if a certain kind of invisible force is invading here, adding to the ritual of the ceremony of the rushing ceremony.

The photographer obviously felt the chill, his hands trembled, but he still tried to aim at the center of the crowd.

"Hahahaha, the stupid evil god believers! This is the gift of the savior! The great savior is about to come to the world, kill all of you, all of you !!!"

The ceremony of the ceremony seemed to get some powerful blessing, and his face had a devout and crazy smile on his face. Under the short body, there seemed to be some twisted flesh.

His speed is faster, and he can't catch his shadow in the camera.

However, the 'leader' standing in the middle of the crowd was not panic. He just stood there, opened his mouth slightly, and the clear and calm voice sounded in this gloomy and dark space.

"The name of K."

The photographer moved slightly at this moment, and seemed to see something incredible.

In the vague picture, the bright and holy glory suddenly torn the void on the head of the crowd, and came to the leader.

The moment everyone did not respond, the phantom in the sky was slightly meal.

The body of the chubby ritual who rushed over was revealed from the blurry picture. His head was separated from his body, and he fell to the left and right sides.

There is no wrong one, one time, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one by one!

The eyes on his skull widened, as if he saw something incredible, and the sticky blood splashed out of his body.

The video shooter immediately tried to avoid.

However, he hid an empty, and the twisted flesh and blood did not fall to the ground in accordance with physical rules, but quickly decayed and dissipated, as if never existed in the world.

At this time, the leader standing in the middle of the middle raised his hand and inserted the bloody dagger in his hand back to the tactical belt around his waist.

No one saw the blade that he pulled out, and this vague shot did not capture any scene.

The surrounding players seem to be accustomed to it, and they quickly moved in the crowd to record the information of each 'participant'.

At this time, one of the team members had come to the leader, picked up a file, and said to the leader quickly,

"The core members checked the verification, and there were eleven people in total. They were all here. The head of the world was a extraordinary criminal wanted. I don't know when he hid in the nearby area.

"Two of the remaining ten people are professional killers, one has been resolved when we assault, and one was killed in the resistance.

"The remaining eight are nearby gang members, with blood debts in their hands, six were killed, and two survival."

After the report was completed, the player compared the team to the team's gesture, a gift, and then turned to continue the count.

At this moment, the leader seemed to be aware of something, and suddenly turned his head and looked at the direction of the camera.

A hand with tactical gloves stretched out of the side, covered the camera, and took away the phone.

One of the whole picture is dark, and the video ended.

Outside the picture, the room under the shadow fell into a short silence.

"The power of the Knights of the Order is stronger than we expected. The power that the 'leader' just briefly burst out has probably reached the D level, and we didn't see them hold the ceremony, but they received the 'Gift'."

A voice in the shadow said.

"Play the video in reverse." Another voice suddenly spoke.

The person who projected the screen immediately lifted up the tablet and played the video in reverse.

"Okay! Right here, a little further forward." As soon as the reverse playback began, the voice shouted to stop.

In the end, the whole picture stopped at the moment when the 'leader' turned his head.

"Zoom in and look at his neck." The voice continued.

The picture then zoomed in and landed on the cheek of the 'leader'.

Through the blurred picture, it can be vaguely seen that there are some lines on the corners of the 'leader's' neck.

"They painted the ritual array directly on their bodies?" A voice in the shadow shouted.

"This 'K's' gift is quite handsome, making people think that he is the savior and the righteous god." Someone said indignantly.

"They are just frauds. Many of our ceremonies as servants of the 'Savior' have been ruined by these Knights of the Order," said another voice in the crowd. "Their methods of obtaining the gift are easier than ours. The World Tree is really corrupt. They actually let the followers of the evil god hinder us from saving the world."

"Don't forget that the real power of the World Tree is now in the hands of that Middle-earth kid named Howe, and that kid is most likely K's lackey." Another voice interrupted.

"The B-level of the World Tree is also stupid. They actually handed over power to a Middle-earth kid and let him do whatever he wants." Someone in the shadows couldn't help but say.

The whole scene was quiet for a while.

"If they use the Knights of the Order to deal with the servants of the Savior worldwide, our actions to save the world will be greatly hindered." A voice said.

"No, Moonlight's Jie An has a brain. He doesn't believe us, nor does he believe that 'K'," the figure next to him continued, "The only places where the Order Knights may appear are the West and the Middle Earth."

"What's the situation in the Middle Earth? The vice president of the institute, 'Wu Ganglie', seems to be one of our saviors?" someone asked.

"That 'He Ao' launched a surprise attack. The specific situation is unclear, but Wu Ganglie and his subordinates seem to have been imprisoned. Now the entire institute is also in power with He Ao," someone in the shadow said coldly, "The B-level in the Middle Earth are all idiots."

"This He Ao is too tricky," another figure continued, "Our plan was suppressed like this, and most of the reason is because of him. He reacted almost at the fastest speed and controlled the entire situation."

"This cunning and terrifying evil god's minion," a sigh came from the crowd, "Is the whole world going to be destroyed in his hands?"

"Where is he now? Can we go and kill him directly?" Someone whispered.

"It is said that he is still in the Northern Capital of the Middle-earth, and his orders are constantly coming from there." Someone answered.

"Kill him? He got a lot of benefits from that evil god. Look at his appearance. He is only eighteen or nineteen years old. Eighteen-year-old B-level," someone in the crowd sneered, "Who among you can reach B-level at the age of eighteen? Not to mention that he has real achievements in his hands."

"Maybe he is just an old monster in disguise." Someone whispered.

"Whether it is an old monster or a young genius, this guy is really suffocating. Doesn't he have any shortcomings?"

"If it doesn't work, let's go all out and ask the savior for enough gifts. As long as the power is strong enough and the cooperation is good, B-level can be killed, and there are still..."

"It's not impossible."

"Okay, who will take the lead?"

The noisy crowd quieted down for a while.

"Don't worry,"

A hoarse and low voice suddenly sounded in the shadows, and with this voice, everyone looked at the center of the room.

"There are more saviors than us. Only the first batch of people have appeared now," the hoarse voice continued, "The power of the three major organizations will soon be stretched to the limit."

"That 'He Ao' may have to make other operations..." someone whispered.

"Don't worry," the hoarse voice sounded again, "He won't stay for too long, he will leave soon."

"Leave?" Someone in the crowd lost his voice, "In this case, will he leave?"

"He will leave, this is the revelation of the 'savior'," the hoarse voice sounded slowly, "All we need to do is wait, wait for him to 'leave', and then the situation will be completely in our hands."

The crowd in the shadows quieted down.

Someone tried to rewind the video to find more details.

The picture returned to the moment when the grace of light descended.

The hazy light illuminated the people in the picture and suppressed the shadows outside the picture.

——

Inside the Velora

He Ao opened the door of the carriage, looked through the carriage, and looked at Ye Ying who was sitting at the dining table.

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