Song of Time – Dusk Awakening Verse

As the sun sets to the west, the busy trade in the port area is coming to an end, and the flow of people coming and going is slowly dissipating. But in the deep alleys of the old district, it was still quiet, and the half-person figure could not be seen or even heard. The afterglow reflected in the moss-scarred houses, pulling out dim light and shadows, creating a depressive atmosphere.

In the secret base, Virut, who had removed his disguise, sat at the round table, leaning on his hands and meditating quietly. A huge map was spread out on the table, with marks like ghosts written on it. Next to him was the snakeskin that had been changed back to black but was still nervous, while Saiker leaned motionless on the back of the chair in the distance, as if still sulking.

Virut looked at the table with his eyes free and tapped his fingers subconsciously. The second meeting was convened just now, and the action plan has been drawn up. Now he just needs to wait quietly until the time comes. For him, the plan itself is not confusing, but there are still many variables in the current situation. He had hinted earlier that the Jade King must act, and the forces behind it...Virut thought to himself that time is pressing. If he can safely wait until nightfall, he will be more confident of successfully escaping, but I am afraid The other party will not give him this opportunity...

There was no sound in the hall. Snake Skin has been upset since he came back. This deadly atmosphere made him finally unable to bear it. He rubbed his hands and asked hesitantly: "My lord...Your Royal Highness, when? Send someone over, do you want to pick it up?"

Velut was called back to God by this low question. He slowly turned his head and looked at the pretender with a weird expression. It was hard to believe that the other party asked such a stupid question. But he quickly reduced his expression and returned to his indifference, and asked without a trace of hesitation: "Snake skin...do you not think through your head before you speak?"

What do you mean? The pretender was shocked and inexplicable. He remembered everything he had just heard in the palace, and he knew that he had not asked the wrong question. Then he heard Verut's slightly hoarse voice slowly saying: "Do you think he will be on our side? He is not here? A stabbing in the back already gave me a face...What kind of character is the Jade King, with our little strength, can he really ask him to do it?"

"Then... Then why are you..."

"Playing!" Velut snorted and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes slightly to teach the ignorant subordinate, "Now in this capital city, around this assassination storm, there are three powers competing: the prince, the jade king, and There is the unidentified force that is conspiring against us. We are alone, and either party has the ability to completely get us out of the game... Only by instigating them to fight with each other and muddy the water can we have a chance to escape safely."

So that's it... If Snake Skin nodded with a sense of understanding, he asked inexplicably, "Master, what is the source of the power behind it?"

"It should be from the Northern Federation to be able to set up a bureau in the Bingquan Hotel... Besides, I have no clue. However, since I have entered this muddy water, there will definitely be flaws. We just need to try our best to protect it. Power, waiting for the opportunity..."

Virut stopped suddenly when he said that, only to feel a cold wind blowing, with a faint **** air, he immediately turned his head to look at Saiker, and saw the shadow assassin staring at the tunnel entrance of the black hole. , Stretched his hands to the leg, and pulled out the pair of long and short spines.

Already chasing...Virut sighed secretly in his heart, quickly packed the map on the desktop into his pocket, and shouted towards the inside of the stone castle: "Foreman! Get ready!" Before the words fell, he reached out and pulled his hand from his waist. Take out a large left/wheel/gun, stare at the front and hold the gun for alert. The model of the hand/gun cannot be seen. There are many magic patterns engraved on the gun body, and a diamond-shaped magic stone is embedded in the black leather handle. It is obviously a valuable magic weapon.

Saiker pulled down the goggles easily, and stood in front of him apart from anything else, holding double daggers, his muscles tense in a defensive posture. The pretenders didn't even dare to stay here to make trouble, rushing away in a hurry, and fled the hall.

Before long, there were sporadic footsteps at the exit of the tunnel, and a tall figure appeared under the dim lights of the hall. He was wearing a dark green guard uniform, holding a pitch black horizontal knife in his right hand, and his eyes were horrifying. It was Colonel Ye Chi.

The colonel glanced at the hall, completely ignoring the two tense-faced teenagers, and said coldly: "At this time, he is **** and his hair is lightened."

"Dreaming!" Saiker was not afraid of anyone's provocation, he grunted, and quickly threw a few black bullets from his left hand, flashing sideways into the billowing black smoke. He only heard a sharp metal rubbing sound in the smoke, and the shadow assassin was bounced out like a cannonball. He fell to the ground and turned back and got up, only to feel the pain of piercing the bone marrow from his hand, which almost made him hold. Can't hold back the dagger. A few seconds later, the black smoke cleared, and the officer still stood indifferently, bowing his head and closing his eyes, as if he was still waiting for the two to answer.

Virut waved his hand to stop the reckless young man who wanted to come forward, and smiled as if nothing had happened, and said, "Your Excellency Ye Chi comes here uninvited. It's not a guest."

"..."

"You are so sure that you have found the right person? You are wondering, who is the inner ghost in the capital? That is a character with an unusual status..."

abnormal? The officer was taken aback for a moment, and Virut took the opportunity to raise his hand like lightning and fired two red energy bombs on the wall. Although he is a mortal body, he was born in a military family and has practiced shooting since he was a child, and his marksmanship has long been extremely accurate. Two fire bombs accurately hit the explosives that had been hidden, and only heard a violent roar, the entire wall was blown apart, the stone castle hall suddenly shook, and smoke was everywhere.

The dust settled quickly, and the officer walked out of the gunpowder with a cold face. The uniform was still very neat and clean, without any dust. He looked around, the ground was covered with broken stones and bricks, but the two teenagers had long since disappeared. The persuasion to surrender seemed to have failed, but the colonel didn't care. He threw the knife back into the sheath, waited for a moment with his arms folded, and slowly walked out a few white-robed monks from the tunnel behind him.

"Block it." The officer coldly issued an order, and strode forward with the handle of the knife. According to the prince's plan, he needed to fill the entire base and blockade the assassins to have no retreat.

The monks each stretched out their hands to release their supernatural powers, and a yellow light suddenly shone in the hall. Layers of brown mud appeared out of thin air. It was quickly spread and filled along the stone fort wall. In a blink of an eye, the secret base was completely sealed and turned into a rock. ball.

The underground base is facing an unprecedented crisis of destruction. After evacuating the hall with Secor, Velut rushed all the way, igniting the explosives arranged in the secret passage one by one, and as the rhythmic roar sounded, the whole passage turned into rock and soil ruins. At the end of the secret road, the two teenagers met with the foreman and snakeskin who had been waiting here, but they did not open the dark wall. A group of more than ten people continued to turn around the wall and went to a further distance to be sealed. Before the rock bricks.

"Retreat!" The foreman shouted, and the siege gun on his shoulder trembled with a beam of light. The rock wall in front of him burst open instantly, and the dim sunlight shone into the confined space through the crack, and everyone lined up to drill out of the secret passage.

Outside the entrance of the cave is a dilapidated and abandoned low-rise building, which looks no sign of people. Virut looked up at the setting sun in the sky and made a pause gesture. He listened quietly. There was no sound around, as if something had swallowed everything that could cause a noise.

Illusion... He stared at the weird golden light on the top of the building in the distance, and his heart was clear. It seems that the prince around here has been placed under the control of the divine power. If you rush in, you will definitely get lost in it and you will never be able to escape.

"Hidden according to the plan..." Velut sent a soft gesture, and everyone lined up silently, groping forward against the wall.

Everyone turned around an alley, and Virut pulled out many pre-hidden single-sided mirrors with a black background from the corner. He distributed the camouflage mirrors to everyone. Everyone quickly set up the mirrors on the wall according to the set angle, and forcibly created a wall of camouflage mirrors. From the outside, there was no way to see that there was a group of jobs hidden here. people. After making a disguise, he made another silent gesture, and the assassins hid on the side of the alley wall without making any noise.

There was silence in the lost city constructed by illusion. On the roof of a small building on the east side of the Gongsu District, Shun Zheng leisurely leaned on the railing, tasting sake with as far away as possible, and admiring the brilliant afterglow of the setting sun, like a traveler on an outing. The grey-robed monk Ku Rong stood not far away and looked downstairs, still covering his hood in silence, without any sense of existence.

Suddenly, a green-clothed sergeant hurriedly came from downstairs and whispered something in Shun's ear. The prince took a sip of wine after hearing it, and asked nonchalantly: "Are there any movement?"

The sergeant nodded to confirm. Shun raised his hand and tapped on the railing a few times, but he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I want to brake with silence... ridiculous. Go and send more people to watch all the evacuation. Mouth, let the Light Element monks be fully on guard."

The sergeant responded and rushed downstairs to pass the order. The prince looked back at the sky and turned the wine glass to think secretly. The other party's reaction is not stupid. Once the power of the shadows enters the night, they will have a strong explosive power. The other party must wait until the dark hair makes a surprise... It seems that they have to go personally to drive them out. Thinking of this, the prince put down the wine glass and gestured to Jin Yuan: "Let me check it out?"

"...Is there any risk? Since your Royal Highness has evacuated the surrounding residents, it is better to gradually narrow the area and advance slowly..." He looked at the empty illusion coverage area as far away as possible. He and the prince who likes to win by surprise Different, everything is the most important and safe, if it is not necessary, it will never take risks easily.

"I'm afraid that the time is too late. In case it is late into the night, there will be another wave of trouble. We go first to find the teacher, and then gradually investigate."

"Okay." If the teacher was there, there would never be any accidents that could hurt His Royal Highness. He nodded as far as he could and drank the sake before turning around to go downstairs.

"His Royal Highness." The spiritual monk suddenly stopped them, and slowly stepped forward and bowed and said, "The spiritual method below can visit the hidden people, and I would like to do my best for your highness."

"So, Mr. Trouble." Unexpectedly, the power of the soul could be so useful, and the prince couldn't help being more confident.

A group of three quickly walked downstairs and walked silently along the winding alley. In the illusion of the lost city, the real and the false, the folded light covers the old buildings, blurring all traces of life, like a weird doomsday dead city. Under the golden sunset, the high and low brick houses are layered on top of each other, changing their directions with the steps of several people at the same time, it seems that the end will never be seen.

As the controller of the illusion, Shun was naturally not affected in any way. He took the two of them straight through the phantom wall, and while carefully inspecting the surroundings, he walked towards the assassin's stronghold, and soon stood outside the secret wall at the front door of the stone castle. Shun glanced at the wall. Layers of soil had already wrapped it tightly, impervious to any wind. The front door didn't seem to be a problem, the three of them circled the base and quickly found the broken wall.

"Be careful." Seeing the crack as far away as possible, there was an immediate warning, and he drew out the short stick like a lightning and stretched it into a gun. After a slight pause on the ground, the white light wave extended to the wall, but nothing was detected along the way.

The gun guard carefully stepped forward and inspected it carefully. The crack did not look very smooth, and there was a pungent smell of gunpowder smoke, which must have been traces of an explosion not long ago. I don't know where these assassins have gone... He looked around again, but didn't see anything suspicious.

Shun also held the long knife at his waist and concentrated on guard. He waved his hand to cover the vague illusion of illusion. He whispered to the grey-robed monk, "Is there any discovery?" The grey-robed man lowered his head in silence for a moment, but slowly shook his head. .

In the alley not far away, the hidden assassins also heard these conversations, and became slightly nervous. Saiker turned his head and cast a wink at Velut, suggesting that this was a good opportunity to capture the king, but the other party pressed his mouth tightly and pressed his palm to indicate not to move lightly.

The Shadow Assassin leaned back in the corner with a muffled voice, and was a little unhappy, and suddenly heard a hoarse shout, "Who!", so shocked that he almost turned into the shadow and rushed out. Velut grabbed the culprit, frowned and squatted on the ground, holding his breath and wondering.

He heard a deep laughter outside, and a dry voice came from far away: "His Royal Highness Shun can't get a home with this lost city art, hehe...I'm not so easy to be fooled." This voice drifted. Dang, seems to have melted into the illusion, completely unable to find the source.

"It's not ashamed to speak, and those who hide their heads and show their tails are just courageous rats." The prince was silent and mocking, but he turned countless guesses in his heart, unable to think of the identity of this apparently extraordinary comer.

As soon as the voice fell, a tall and thin figure in a black robe slowly appeared upstairs on the opposite side of the broken wall, also with a thick hood and wide sleeves, covering the body without revealing it. He walked slowly to the edge of the floor, looked down at the prince and the others with a smile: "Your Royal Highness wants to see the old man so much, why don't you go with the old man to sit in the humble house for a while?"

This person seems to be waiting here on a special trip. Could it be that this group of assassins have invited support? Shun changed his mind, staring at the man in black as he was about to reply, but Colonel Ye Chi's indifferent tone with Bingzhu came from the side: "I'll accompany you." With this low magnetic voice, the colonel appeared in the crack of the wall. With a sword-like figure, he held the scabbard and looked directly at the black-robed weird man, without the slightest fluctuation on his face.

"Hey..." The old man laughed again, "You bully widows with the crowd, the old man still won't accompany you, and I will give you a present before leaving..."

The strange man in black waved his sleeves, and his body instantly waved like tidal waves, and a very harsh sound wave spread throughout the work area. This destructive magic power smashed the illusion that Shun had spent so much effort to arrange. Shattered.

With both hands as far as possible, he set up a space shield to protect a few people in it. The sound waves continued to wash away like a tsunami, shaking the white shield constantly. The sound wave stopped abruptly, and there was another roar of the collapse of the house. The old buildings in front were all razed to ruins, and the figure in the black robe had long since disappeared.

Slowly retract the shield as far as possible. Although the sonic attack just now seemed extremely powerful, it did not affect him much, as if the opponent's goal was only to destroy the illusion. He was leaning on the magic spear, thinking to himself, the colonel next to him urged him to "take care of your majesty", and he went straight after the strange black-robed man.

The prince was shocked by the sound wave. He frowned and stared at the vast ruins in the distance. Just when he wanted to ask as far away as possible, he heard a crisp sound of glass cracking. He followed the sound, and at the alley not far away, the camouflage mirror wall suddenly shattered after being subjected to the impact of sound waves, revealing a row of masked black assassins.

As far as he could stand in front of Shun, his eyes were fixed on the group of black assassins, and the white light haunted the magic spear. No matter what the purpose of the old man, he accidentally exposed the assassin's location. It is important to catch these guys first. The prince also drew his long sword and waved his hand, and the entire alley became a white ground shrouded in bright light, and the black-clothed assassins had nowhere to hide.

The sudden change of the situation on the court is exactly what Saiker wanted. He stared as far away as he could without blinking, grinning tauntingly showing sharp tiger teeth, his hands quickly leaned into the belt around his waist and took a few black bullets, just about to throw them out. Virut took a glimpse of his little movement, and hurriedly pulled his arm hard. When it was a fight, he should evacuate here and wait for the change to come. He was about to give an order, but he heard a loud shout from the air: "Who dares to hurt my nephew!"

In an instant, the sky was full of black clouds, and a ray of lightning pierced the small alley like a sharp sword. The electric current ignited countless rotten wooden beams in the old building. For a time, flames mixed with rushing electric light, it seemed like a forest. Hell!