Chapter 795 T-Junction of Fate

The wind blows the gunpowder smoke across the turret, blows into the courtyard, and slaps people's faces, causing a burning sensation that is not intense but lingering.

In fact, from Tang Fang's departure to the gathering of black clouds, it took only ten minutes. As early as he saw the flying snake, Bai Hao knew that Big Brother Tang was back. He was not surprised to see his appearance at this time, but he retracted the spear he stabbed out, and jumped to the position of the shield after a few ups and downs.

Henrietta, Elena and the others also saw him coming, their tense facial muscles stretched out, and the boulder hanging in their hearts finally fell to the ground.

The old man glanced at Melor's body behind him, then glanced at the Turamon who was carrying it on his shoulders, his expression changed slightly, and he sighed heavily. When he walked to the shield, he pressed a button on the control panel.

Tang Fang didn't go in, but ordered Tulamon to be handed over to Tang Lin, and then turned his head to look at the sky north of the palace with a more solemn expression.

"Where's Mr. J?" Tang Lin asked casually when he took over Turamon.

He didn't tell everyone what happened in the basement, he just responded indifferently: "Dead."

Tang Lin stopped talking. Bai Hao wanted to ask something, but he swallowed the words again.

Henrietta wondered why he didn’t come in, and asked, “What are you waiting for?”

Anthem Weir is dead, Mr. J is also dead, and Turamon has become a prisoner. He has completed what he wanted to do, and he just left here before Elizabeth and Tailun recovered.

Tang Fang looked at his face and shook his head: "Take them away, I haven't finished my work yet."

Kylenia showed a thoughtful expression.

Elena and Tang Lin looked at him with puzzled faces, not understanding why he stayed here.

Hymn Will has occupied "Cabretto" for more than 20 years. This place can be described as the stronghold of the new faction. The danger of staying here is much higher than that of "Mirror". Or "Angel".

He took out a spar from his pocket: "I must end everything here in the shortest possible time." After he finished speaking, he paused and turned his head to look out of the sky. Said: "I suddenly have a very bad premonition."

He didn't explain too much where the bad feeling came from, but everyone present knew it. He wasn't talking about the United Kingdom of Turanx, but the Covenant.

Thinking about it carefully, the more shocking things he does here, the more silent the Monya Empire and the Sulu Empire will be.

As unending enemies, they should be more active. Such a reaction is really weird.

Henrietta knew what the spar in his hand represented, if he guessed correctly. That should be the teleportation beacon leading to Leo's military port.

The old man didn't speak, just sighed again... this was his seventh sigh today.

After all, Bai Hao still couldn't hold back, and said what was in his heart, pointing to Tang Lin's shoulder who fell into a coma, Tulamon said: "Why didn't you kill him?"

The young man's thinking is different from that of Kyrenia and Elena. Compared with trying to figure out Tang Fang's strategic intentions, he is more willing to focus on things like revenge and revenge.

In order to save Elena's death, Melore must pay with blood. Only by killing Turamon can the hatred and sorrow in everyone's hearts be eased.

Tang Fang withdrew his gaze from looking out of the sky, and turned to Bai Hao's face. Shaking his head: "I promise, he will be on the guillotine."

The young man was startled, but the doubt on his face did not dissipate. On the contrary, it became thicker.

Kyrenia's slender eyebrows raised lightly, and a brilliance flashed in her bright eyes, like the fluorescence on the surface of pearls, but as cold as a sword. She patted Bai Hao's shoulder, leaned over and whispered a few words .

The innocent and passionate young man didn't know why Tang Fang did this, but she knew.

The royal power symbolized by Hymn Will needs a reason to collapse, or in other words, Tang Fang needs a suitable excuse to trigger the political and war storm that swept across the United Kingdom of Turanx.

If only because of the cruel oppression and exploitation of the aristocracy and royal family. not enough. Because there are always some people who are obviously slaves, but think they are the masters of this country. They will desperately maintain the near-perfect bright moon in their minds, and they will not admit that it is just a reflection in the water. They also do not allow others to expose their nihilistic nature, and they will desperately run counter to those who helped them awaken, and even insert sharp daggers into the hearts of well-meaning people in order to maintain the lies that seem to be true for a long time. chest.

Therefore, Tang Fang needed a crime that made people speechless, and tried Psalmwell, Turamon and others.

Yes, he needs to convince those pitiful and hateful people to accept their fate, accept the facts, wake up from the dream woven by lies, and find their own future.

With the things that God's armed forces did in the United Kingdom of Turanx, and the boundless killings caused by the Fire Seed Project, even if Turamon died 10,000 times, it would not be enough to pay for the crimes he committed.

Similarly, Hymn Will's monument of power will also be overturned and smashed to pieces.

So, Turamon will die, but not now.

The law is the plaything of the rich and powerful, but when justice comes, it will turn into the most shining blade under the sun, and cut off the heads of those who once played with it in applause.

Mellor's revenge must be avenged, and those who died must be avenged... Similarly, the law itself has hatred, which needs the blood of the blasphemer to cleanse.

By doing this, Tang Fang was using the long sword of the law to break the backbone of the kingship, and using the torch of justice to guide those who lost their way to find their way home.

Bai Hao looked at her with a very ambiguous look, and really wanted to ask, "Are you the roundworm in Brother Tang's stomach?" But he held back after all, Kylinia has always been a serious and steady person , It's a bit inappropriate to make fun of her.

Henrietta's ravine-covered face showed a sense of loss, looking out of the sky, at the white clouds between the bee swarm and the siege, and said, "Does it have to be done to this extent?"

Tang Fang said: "You said that you hope I can end this reincarnation."

The old man sighed again. This was the eighth time he sighed today. After searching all his memories, he had never sighed so many times like today. He walked back and forth on the red line of fate, and he still didn't know what to choose.

Yes, he is confused.

At such an age, I have gone through countless storms and waves. He should have seen through the vanity of the mortal world, and should have understood the majesty of the power field, but at the last moment. Like many young people who can't find the meaning of life, he became very lost. I don't know what kind of mentality to use to face what is happening or what is about to happen.

At this moment, he suddenly envied Tang Fang, who was able to stick to his original intention, take firm and steady steps, not afraid of all the monsters and ghosts on the road, and not greedy for the beauty and prosperity around him, step by step. Go straight to your destination.

Tang Fang swept across the broken golden lion in the center of the square, and said: "It's not enough for the monument of kingship to collapse. A not grand but conspicuous tombstone must be erected to engrave the fear of the few and the courage of the majority."

Henrietta withdrew her long-distance gaze and landed on the golden lion statue with only the pedestal left. Her short beard swayed slightly...in fact, it was not the swaying of the beard, but the trembling of the skin.

On the "Mirror", in the Ibrahimovic Palace. He had discussed with Gilcott what is fate and what is time.

Al Nasi's era is over, and his era is slowly closing. It was replaced by Anthem Will, but when the fingerwheel of time turned to the present, the era of Anthem Will had just begun, and it was ended by Tang Fang.

Is this the so-called destiny? Or is it that Anthem Will chose the wrong path and was abandoned by the times?

He didn't believe in fate before, but as his face got older and his spine became more bent, he seemed to understand what destiny is.

Whether or not Praise Will and Mr. J formed an alliance, it was destined to be a sunny day in autumn. Will be pierced through the chest and abdomen by the dazzling sword of the king?

Melore is old, but why is he still so willful. Exchange your own life for Elena's safety?

When he, like many people, tried to calculate the "Morning Star Casting". As a result, he was severely slapped in the face.

When he chose to analyze the current situation from another angle, from the standpoint of an outsider, he suddenly found that the young man in front of him was really cute, so he gained a lot of joy and peace,

Now, he is standing at a T-junction, facing what may be the last choice in his life journey.

Isn't this fate?

Anthem Will has his destiny.

Mellor has his destiny.

I... should also have my own destiny.

Standing in the ruins of the king's power, standing under the blue sky propped up by the swarm of bees, and standing at the core of the storm that is about to form, he thought through many things at once.

Now that reincarnation has come to the end, let him end it.

Sometimes, giving up is a respect for one's own life.

With his sleeves fluttering, he stretched out his right hand, handed a white crystal to Tang Fang, and said, "Be careful."

The crystal in Henrietta's palm was the same as the teleportation beacon in Tang Fang's hand.

"When you return safely, I will tell you their stories."

Tang Fang didn't say much, took the crystal in the old man's palm, and said seriously, "Thank you."

Henrietta nodded, and flicked the control panel of the double-cross platform with slightly trembling hands. The shield quickly closed, and a non-glare light erupted from the reactor. The double-cross platform slowly floated up. When it reached a height of 3 meters, , the triangular propeller array below lit up one after another, bursting out with silver brilliance, blowing billowing smoke and dust on the ground, and quickly rushed to the sky.

Through the shield with flowing light patterns, Tang Fang smiled at Elena, raised his right thumb, and made a gesture of "You are awesome".

He didn't get Eileen's smile, the girl's eye circles were even redder, and there were more tears in her clear pupils.

Like frightened fish, the bee swarm surged towards the periphery, revealing a hollow, allowing the double cross platform to pass through, throwing itself into the higher sky, and finally turned into a swaying light and shadow, disappearing without a trace.

Tang Fang withdrew his gaze, his eyes fell on the two crystals in his palm, and he had many questions.

Isn't the quantum teleporter provided by God's Armed Forces to Anthem Will? Why did Henrietta have it too?

When he was in the basement, Mr. J was killed by the mechanical insect before he had time to do it. Naturally, he had no way of knowing that there was not only one quantum teleporter, but several. It is the private property of the Olipold family.

You must know that princes like Lancelot and Harrington Harris all have the remains of Ypsilon, not to mention the royal family of a country.

Thinking of what Henrietta said before he left, he didn't waste too much energy on the two teleportation beacons. He waved his hands slightly, and the swarm of bees gathered above the atrium turned into a black current and quickly spread towards the battlefield outside the palace.

More and more overlords are mixed in the bee colony. Fly all over "Cabreto".

As he said to Henrietta, the monument to the kingship was not enough, he must erect a tombstone. To make the nobles feel afraid, they will be forced to embark on the way out that they have arranged for them.

exploited for years. Commoners who have lost their dignity and cultural beliefs need a way out, and some nobles also need a way out. Today's killing is for future redemption.

"Khanos" used to be a symbol of the king's power, and it is also the most suitable tomb for the king's power.

In the shortest possible time, he will use the method of thunder and thunder to wipe out the political remnants of the new faction headed by Anthem Will.

The quantum teleporter in the basement has been destroyed, and the "stable bubble" naturally no longer exists. Looking back at the palace wall, which slowly faded from its magnificence under the fire and sunlight, and became mottled. He crushed the teleportation beacon connected to Leo's military port.

Flowing light was like a waterfall, stardust was like rain, and the rapidly spinning neon vortex engulfed his body, and finally exploded into a flash of light and dissipated.

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Being able to join the garrison of Hal's Palace is definitely a supreme honor for the young people of the United Kingdom of Turanx, and it can also become the capital for parents to show off and compare with, even more enviable than the superior living conditions .

In fact, those who can join the garrison of Hal Palace are themselves descendants of the middle and upper class in the "Cabretto" society. Although it has a training intensity far exceeding that of other troops, it also has a high level of allowances, generous treatment and pension policies.

None of the above benefits are critical. The key is that being able to serve in the palace garrison is itself a kind of life capital. Whether you choose to retire in the future or stay in the army, you will get more precious job opportunities or promotion channels.

To put it bluntly, how many middle-class and descendants of officials are fighting for such places to join the army.

Of course, the opportunity to join the army is not easy to win, and one's own conditions are also an important hurdle.

The garrison is in a sense the face of the country. If you are born with a shabby face with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, no matter how hard the family background is. Can't be a part of it either.

Robert Downey was born in a medical family, his father and mother were both famous physicians in "Decapeben". He is the second child in the family, and his eldest brother is mature and stable. He graduated from Yale Medical School two years ago and is now practicing at the Presbyterian Hospital.

In "Cabreto", everyone knows the name of the Presbyterian Hospital, which is a medical institution that provides services for nobles and high-ranking officials. It is conceivable how rare it is for Robert's eldest brother to be able to enter the hospital for internship.

Unlike the down-to-earth boss, Robert has no interest in studying since he was a child, and all his energy is spent on various sports, such as basketball and rugby. This kind of life has allowed him to develop strong muscles and a fit body, which is most loved by those little girls.

In the year he graduated from high school, he could have entered a fairly good university to continue his studies by relying on sports. However, because he had an affair with a young counselor in the office, he was caught by the teacher on duty. As a result, he was expelled from the school and lost the opportunity to enter the university.

The boss's future is already secure, and the parents naturally can't let the second son accomplish nothing, so they sent him to the garrison of Hal Palace through the contacts and money accumulated over the years of practicing medicine and became a soldier.

Where is Howl's Palace? The heart of power in this country, the place where Anthem Will ruled, has been the safest and most dazzling place since the founding of the United Kingdom of Turanx until now.

Robert likes life here, and it can also be said that he likes his identity and environment. Bathed in the light of power, his whole person has a feeling of ecstasy.

After all, some people have no chance if they want to pretend to be powerful, and they have no luck if they want to rely on others. It is better to be a watchdog of the royal family than to be a dog that works day and night.

The comrades around him are either descendants of officials or wealthy families with no worries about food and clothing. Life in the military has not sharpened correct values ​​and outlook on life, because the Olipold family itself is soaked in the pond of power, and they are naturally affected by it. A lot of light.

Because of this status, he and his comrades have privileges that ordinary people can't match. They can pursue those beauties with good-looking faces or figures as much as they want, and abandon them cruelly after they have had enough, without worrying about attracting unnecessary people. Trouble --- because no one dares to play wild in Howl's palace.

They can fight with the people over a disagreement, and then put a gun on the opponent's head, make the blind guy kneel on the ground, call them daddy, or grandpa, and even sneak through under the crotch.

Robert had heard that his platoon leader once had a conflict with the owner of a bar in the suburbs of "Dee Carbon". The young and beautiful proprietress, and took photos of the other party's body as a collection.

Such a deep hatred, such a great hatred, when the bar owner knew the identity of the enemy, he wisely chose to swallow his anger, not only pretending that nothing happened, but also healed the injury at his own expense, and reset the property. It is a pity that the young proprietress suffered serious mental injuries. Shocked, she was sent to a mental hospital soon, and it is said that she has not come out yet, and her photo is still hanging on the head of the platoon leader's bed, with many burnt yellow holes on the edges.

This is the prestige of the Hal Palace garrison, and it can also be said to be a privilege. (To be continued.)

ps: Sure enough, the quality is not directly proportional to the output? Is careful writing and careful consideration far less acceptable than fast-paced writing? I can pretend to be x, but I have no brains to slap my face. I'm sorry... I can't write it. Tang Fang is the hero in my heart. Of course, heroes are not cheap. Zhan Zhan Zhan Zha Zha Zha, that is not a human being, but a machine. Finally, I didn’t force you to read those posts that are still domineering, so you don’t need to point out the country. I am not a master of ip, I can only rely on genuine subscriptions to support my family. As a niche article, please take care of it and don’t treat me It is forced to the point of using anti-post chapters. Don't complain, don't blame, it's much more comfortable to say it.