Nomenclature of Night

   Chapter 875 Twenty Nine

   "What are you Black Knights of the City of Silver planning, and where did they go?" Marquis Bolton beat the room angrily, but how can an ordinary person smash the door on this airship?

  Hands were bleeding, but there was no damage to the door.

  Old Eleven leaned against the door, holding a glass cup filled with ice cream in one hand, and a small pure gold spoon in the other.

  He said lightly: "Bolton, this is not something you can participate in. If you have time to worry about your housekeeper, you might as well worry about your wife."

  Bolton paused: "Why worry about my wife? She is the fifth princess of the royal family, who dares to touch her?"

Old Eleven sneered: "You really are an idiot, you don't know anything. Now that the Duke of Storm is about to inherit the throne, he will definitely remove all the obstacles before his succession. Among them, the second prince and the fifth princess are his biggest You don’t know about fortune tellers, they like to nip all dangers in the bud, so the second prince and fifth princess must die.”

   "My wife is the king's favorite daughter, how could he allow the Duke of Storms to do this?" Bolton was shocked.

  Old Eleven thought for a while and said: "It seems that you really don't understand the drama family..."

  Marquis Bolton's voice gradually lowered: "Can you save her?"

Old Eleven scratched his head: "Be sober, our Black Knights are not chivalrous knights. It's good that we didn't kill the fifth princess by ourselves...Of course there is no order, and we are too lazy to do such a thing. So now the king must have given the fifth princess’s real name to the Duke of Storms, and it’s quite easy for the demigod adjudicator to use black magic to kill an A-level.”

   "Then what are you doing now?" Bolton asked, "What does this have to do with the butler?"

  Old Eleven smiled and said, "I'm afraid you don't know the identity of your butler, do you?"

   "Huh?" Marquis Bolton was stunned: "What is his identity?"

"He's the Joker of the Eastern Continent, he's the light of the white people in the superconducting world," Old Eleven couldn't laugh or cry: "Do you know what kind of time bomb you have with you? He just pretended to be a housekeeper, just He made Roosevelt's kingdom into a state of chaos, and if he becomes a marquis in the future, the kingdom will not be dismantled by him?"

   "Are you sure?" Bolton asked in shock.

  The first thing he thought of was that he saw the light of a white man for the first time in the superconducting world, and the other party said a lot of good things about "flash"...

   Immediately afterwards, Bolton felt that many things made sense.

  If the light of the white people was by his side, then it would be reasonable for him to get so many meritorious deeds and survive several times.

   With such a master by his side, it might not be easy for him to die.

   "I'm not sure I can say it?" Old Eleven said calmly.

  Bolton was quiet at the door, and the next moment he slammed on the door louder, but he heard Marquis Bolton roar hoarsely: "Are you trying to plot against my idol! What are you doing to me!"

  The old eleven outside the door was taken aback, and almost lost the cup in his hand: "Crazy, you are still chasing stars when you are old!?"

  Bolton roared: "What are you going to do to him?"

  Old Eleven smiled and said: "Don't worry, he won't die, we still have some things to ask him."

   After finishing speaking, Old Eleven walked away with the cup in his hand, and Bolton could only hear the female soldiers playing in the distance.

   After an unknown amount of time, Bolton, who was sitting on the floor, suddenly heard a click.

  He turned his head to look, and suddenly saw "Twenty-Nine" outside the door looking at him coldly.

  Bolton dodged back subconsciously.

  But Erjiu calmly asked: "You will risk your life to save him, right?"

  Bolton looked at the young Asian in front of him: "You want me to save...Joker?"

   Twenty-nine threw Bolton's mobile phone and virtual glasses in a waterproof bag to him.

  Bolton took a look: "Why is there no signal?"

"It's blocked," Twenty-Nine said, "get up and run westward with me. There is a turbulent river 800 meters away. On rainy days, the fish in the water don't eat. If you float along the river for 10 kilometers, you can leave Eleven. This is the only way we can go."

  Because of sweating, Bolton's blond hair stuck to his forehead in strands, looking a little embarrassed.

  He was puzzled: "Aren't you the apprentice of Old Eleven? Why did you save Joker? Why did you save me? This can't be some conspiracy."

Twenty-Nine turned and walked out: "If your phone didn't need iris unlocking, if only the fifth princess could help at this time, I wouldn't have come to rescue you. I knew Joker much earlier than you knew him. Remember, don't look around, even if you see Eleven's figure, don't look at him, he is A-level, he will sense it."

  Twenty-nine sneaked quietly with Bolton. Amidst the laughter of the airship, the two sneaked past the banquet hall.

  He did not rush to open the airship door, but entered the maintenance room of the power cabin, and opened the inspection port at the bottom of the airship.

   After the two jumped out of the airship, they ran westward on the mud.

  Bolton slipped and fell several times, then got back up.

  He has never suffered so much in his life.

  Come to the edge of the river. The originally quiet and well-behaved stream has become muddy and turbulent because of the heavy rain.

  Bolton panicked, he dared not jump.

   This jump is tantamount to handing over the fate to God. If he hits a boulder in the river, he will die without knowing why.

  Bolton asked loudly in the rain: "Must you jump?"

   "I have to jump," Twenty-Nine turned to look at him: "Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't jump, just watch Joker die."

  At this time, the direction of the floating airship suddenly shot a searchlight towards the sky.

  Bolton gritted his teeth to cheer himself up: "I am an eagle on a high mountain, leaping..."

  Twenty-Nine kicked his **** from behind, and then jumped into the muddy river and went downstream.

  …

  …

  In the rain.

  Two mountain bikes were moving forward in the mud, Qingchen and He Jinqiu were completely drenched by the rain, and they continued walking until their motorcycles got stuck in the mud.

   "It's raining too much," Qing Chen shouted.

  He Jinqiu laughed and said, "I don't have time to wait for the rain to stop."

   "Then go!" Qing Chen ran wildly in the rain.

  The top master among the two A-level masters, crossing mountains and ridges is like walking on flat ground.

  Two lonely figures rushed towards the huge military base in the distance.

  The two demigods of the Eastern Continent with outstanding military strength intend to shake the entire nuclear bomb launching base with the power of two people.

  Unknowingly, both of them felt an inexplicable sense of joy in their hearts.

  The rain curtain was also smashed by the two.

  They saw lights in the distance in the mountains, and the entire TOP military base of the empire was heavily guarded. If they walked 500 meters further, there would be drone patrol tracks almost every five meters.

  If you want to break through, you must first break through hundreds of drone blockades.

  Qing Chen asked, "Break in?"

  He Jinqiu smiled: "I don't have time to sneak in quietly, let's break in! Keep your means in the base, and now I will come!"

  The next moment, the two rushed down the mountain at the same time.

  He Jinqiu was wearing a black jacket, and nine sapphire heart swords swam around his body, intertwined into a dense sword net.

  The Sapphire Heart Sword was firmly guarded within 200 meters of the two of them, and whenever they encountered a drone, the sword would pierce it.

   Gradually, more and more drones gathered, and Boss He's Sapphire Heart Sword was killing faster and faster.

   Qingchen turned his head casually while running, but saw a Zhixin sword in the rain, cutting the air into white lines.

  Has the rain stopped?

No.

   Qing Chen looked up, and found that the sapphire heart sword seemed to have pulled out a real 'sword net' around it, and even raindrops would be bounced away by invisible air currents.

   I didn't expect that Hu's Heart Sword could be so terrifying when it was used to the extreme. No wonder Boss He was able to stand alone in the face of the rat tide.

  In Hu's intelligence agency, He Jinqiu has even been designated as the next chairman of the board of directors, and he is considered to be the person most likely to be close to the founder's nonsense.

  It's a pity that such a wonderful and gorgeous character is jealous of talents.

  Someone in the military base has already discovered the intruders. They manipulated the drones to approach crazily, but found that no matter how many drones they sent, it would be of no avail.

   However, the military base did not sound the siren.

   Did not panickedly request support from nearby military bases.

  They seem to have been prepared long ago, waiting for the arrival of the invaders.

  The fortune teller has foreseen the coming future.

  Among the deep underground pits, at the bottom of each equipment lift shaft, the eyes of the charging robot that originally stood glowed with white light.

   Immediately afterwards, the elevators started up one after another, and hundreds of war machines quickly rose to the ground.

   Each of them is equipped with a miniature nuclear-powered mechanical heart, which can fly into the sky, and can also emit pulses remotely. An insulating coating to prevent electromagnetic pulses is unsolvable.

   Such a mechanical army, even if the Qing clan's shadow troops came to forcibly break through, the entire army might be wiped out.

   This is the most important military base in the kingdom, and the armed force it is equipped with is terrifyingly powerful.

  Qing Chen said suddenly: "Slow down, we'll go in in twenty minutes!"

  He Jinqiu looked at him: "Fate master?"

   "How could there be no life master in this kind of place," Qing Chen said calmly, "So, we've been 'seen' long ago when we came here."

   This is also the reason why Qing Chen chose to force his way in. In front of the playmaker, the so-called sneak attack is nothing but self-deception.

   But time is the weapon to defeat the life master.

  As Qing Chen and He Jinqiu approached quickly, there was a black figure who was faster.

  The next moment, Silhouette rushed out of the sword net woven by He Jinqiu first, but saw it come under the high wall outside the military base, and leaped slightly to cross the four-meter grid.

  The metal storm in the base started the aiming program, and the barrage was intertwined more quickly than the rain curtain. For a while, it was hard to tell whether the raindrops or bullets fell on the silhouette.

   Pain flooded Qing Chen's mind for a moment, and everything that Silhouette suffered was instantly fed back to Qing Chen's body.

  The weakness of the silhouette is between the eyebrows. As long as you don’t get hit between the eyebrows, you’ll be fine, so a new bug appears.

  Qing Chen frowned slightly, but gritted his teeth and manipulated the silhouette to break through the bullet screen. It covered its brow with its hand and quickly approached the metal storm, and then it was extremely fierce, and removed the magazine with one hand!

  One, two, three...One Metal Storm was destroyed by Silhouette in the simplest and rude way!

  War robots have taken to the sky, they aimed at the silhouette and kept firing, but the silhouette never died.

  There are dazzling pulse guns in the sky, and shadows covering their foreheads on the ground.

  The commander in the military base looked at the extremely sturdy shadow in the surveillance, and his face became colder.

  He ordered: "Clamp it, come according to plan."

  The next moment, the back of the war robot opened, and large nets made of alloy were shot out.

   There were a few bang bang bang bangs, and the dense metal net swooped down, trapping the shadow firmly in the net.

   Time passed by, and the war robot forcibly held down the shadow, and opened its hand covering its forehead, and shot a shot at the forehead.

   With a bang, the shadow dissipated.

   As written in fate, it is over.

  The commander looked at the young dramatist who was wearing a black robe beside him: "Is there another attack?"

  The fortune teller raised his watch and glanced at the time, then nodded: "Yes, the Joker is coming. My father foresaw that I would get hurt...but we can finally catch each other."

   This chain of fate leaves the enemy nowhere to attack.

  The fortune teller has seen the end of fate.

  …

  There is one more chapter tonight, but it will probably be dawn after finishing writing, everyone wake up and read it

  (end of this chapter)