Nightmare Attack

In an instant, some people's clenched fists suddenly relaxed, while others paused and leaned back on the chair, their faces ashen.

Without any further hesitation, the man at the end of the long table announced the result of the decision, "According to the resolution of the Council of Elders, starting at 24:00 today, all corrupted persons in the shelter will be eliminated indiscriminately."

"The order of removal is based on the current level of erosion, from high to low."

"No matter which family they came from or what identity they had before being eroded, they are our enemies from the moment the decision is issued."

"After the purge is complete, the asylum will be permanently closed and the identity and history of anyone purged will be erased."

"They will not appear in family genealogies and various records."

"But we will forever remember their service to us."

The man slowly stood up, raised his left hand, and held his left chest, with a solemn and sacred attitude, "I will be watching in the dark night, hoping that more people will sing the praises of the dawn."

After a while, more and more people stood up, raised their left hands, and pressed the left chest like the men did.

Some were trembling, and some were sobbing softly.

They fully understand that after this decision is issued, how many lives will wither, and these people were once the pride of each family and well-deserved elites.

“I am watching in the dark night, hoping that more people will sing the praises of the dawn.

"boom!"

Just as everyone was remembering the dying hero, the dark door was knocked open, and a figure stumbled back, retreating from the door into the conference room.

Finally, he staggered and fell to the ground.

A moment later, a middle-aged man wearing a lead gray suit walked in from the door. There was a scar on the corner of his mouth. Although he didn't look fierce, he looked quite difficult to deal with.

"Gong Zhe!" When he saw this face, an old man attending the meeting immediately recognized him, and his expression suddenly changed.

Compared to this name, everyone here is still more familiar with his nickname among the Night Watchmen.

Eboner.

A guy who kills people like a dog.

"What are you doing here?" Another old man seemed dissatisfied with Gong Zhe's domineering appearance. This is the Supreme Council of the Night Watch Executive Department, not a place for lunatics to run wild.

The middle-aged man named Gong Zhe was not annoyed. He stretched out his left hand hidden under the cuff, turned it over, put the palm of his fist upward, and then slowly unfolded it.

Everyone stared blankly.

In his palm lay a ring.

"I'm here to attend the parliament. Gong Zhe straightened up slowly. His voice was not loud, but it was just enough for everyone present to hear clearly, "On behalf of the Xia family. "

"Twenty years ago, Xia Yuan gave up his seat in the Presbyterian Council and withdrew from the Night Watch. He is not qualified to participate in the Council of the Night Watch Executive Department." An old man stood up and shouted loudly.

"I am not representing Mr. Xia Yuan, but his heir." Gong Zhe said, "Miss Xia."

"Xia Yuan is not qualified, so what qualifications does a young girl have?" Someone laughed angrily, thinking that Gong Zhe was crazy.

"There were a total of 13 families who founded the Night Watch back then. The Xia family was one of the 13 families. Why was it not qualified?" Gong Zhe asked back: "And the oath made at the beginning was that once you step in, you can never leave and it will be passed down from generation to generation unless The family has completely disappeared, have you forgotten all this? "

Some people looked at each other in confusion at the moment. What Gong Zhe said was true, but if he was allowed to participate in the vote, variables would likely occur.

And this is something they absolutely cannot allow.

After a few vague glances crossed, someone nodded secretly.

A hand began to touch the weapon on his waist.

Gong Zhe retracted the hand holding the ring, then lowered his right arm. With a slight shake, a huge folding knife slipped from the cuff and was firmly held by the former.

A strange smell began to spread in the conference room, and almost at the same time, changes began to appear in several elderly people participating in the meeting.

Veins appeared on his forehead, some arms showed strange anti-joint twists, and there was an old man with a thin body, his upper body bulged as if he was blowing air, and his neck muscles were as strong as a cow's beard.

Without exception, his eyes turned scarlet.

A simple and solemn atmosphere descended, and there was a faint sound of grand bells in my ears.

They are all door owners.

The door is poison, but at the same time, it is also a good medicine against threats, diseases, and even time.

They rely on the power within the door to survive until now, and their physical fitness is much stronger than that of young people.

That is the forbidden power sealed by a curse.

But at the same time.

Can fight against time.

But what I didn't expect was that Gong Zhe was not afraid at all. Instead, he took a big step forward. The breath that hit his face made many people present breathless.

"That's enough." The man at the end of the long table suddenly said.

"You're right." The man let out a long breath. Someone immediately wanted to interrupt him, but he ignored them. "It's his business that Xia Yuan is not qualified to vote, but the Xia family is."

"Our topic today is how to deal with those Night Watchmen who have been eroded. Their erosion has been irreversible. Perhaps for them, killing them is the greatest kindness."

"Everyone here knows the consequences of erosion. We are all the same. God has abandoned us from the moment we received the door."

"We will also be eroded one day, so the decisions we make against them today will also happen to us in the future."

"But there is no way around it. If you want to deal with the devil, you have to become a devil first. If you want to resist the curse, you can only swallow a more terrifying curse."

"I've finished my words." The man looked at Gong Zhe and said calmly: "Now it's your turn to make a decision, Mr. Bone Eviscerator."

"Gong Zhe!" Someone shouted: "You must know that your decision may destroy all our previous efforts!"

"Those eroded guys are no longer our familiar partners. We have no way to deal with them except to try our best to contain them."

"Once a large-scale unrest occurs and they escape into our world, do you know what will happen?"

"You will be the sinner of history!"

"History books will compare you to the most cruel and stupid devil! It was your single thought that led to all this disaster!"

Gong Zhe showed the ring belonging to the Xia family to the night watchman sign on the high wall behind the long table, "The Xia family objects to this proposal."

"Gong Zhe!!" Someone's eyes turned red.

The man at the end of the long table, who was also the host of this meeting, seemed to be relieved and fell down on the high-backed chair.

"The resolution was not passed, and Council Order No. 143 is revoked." The man finally announced, "The shelter maintains the status quo."