Chapter 1155 The Church of Chaos (Asking for Monthly Votes)

Chapter 1156 The Church of Chaos (please vote for me)

Bright light shines through the dilapidated windows into the wide hall, falling on the neatly arranged old metal chairs.

A man wearing a red robe and silver glasses sat on the first row of benches, with his hands on his chest and his eyes lowered, as if he was praying.

squeak——

The old door was slowly opened, and several figures filed in, led by a figure in a black trench coat.

The red-robed figure sitting in the first row seemed not to hear the movement and sound of the door opening. He still closed his eyes and continued to 'pray'.

The figure in black trench coat walked to the side of the figure in red robe. He glanced at the figure in red robe praying devoutly and opened his mouth slightly.

But in the end, he didn't say anything. He just stood beside the red-robed figure, lowered his head, and seemed to start praying.

The figures who came in behind him were also silent at the moment, not daring to make any sound.

This silence that could be heard as a drop of a needle lasted for an unknown amount of time. It wasn't until a bit of cold wind blew into the hall along the open door that the figure in red robe slowly raised his head and opened his eyes.

At the same time as he raised his head, the figure in the black windbreaker also immediately raised his head.

He waved his hand to signal the people behind him to close the open hall door. Then he turned his gaze to the red-robed figure beside him and bowed slightly.

"Still haven't found the Great Elder?"

The figure in red robe bowed back to the figure in black trench coat and spoke slowly, his voice gentle and hoarse.

"There is definite news from outside that Lockett is dead. The Great Elder's operation should have been successful,"

The figure in black windbreaker said slowly.

"Maybe he's in other trouble."

The red-robed figure whispered, "Have you found the specific place where Lockett died?"

"It is said that Lockett's body was discovered by a scavenger near the Plaza Mayor in the north of the city center,"

The figure in black windbreaker said slowly, "But that area is now blocked by the city police. Our people can't get in. However, the huge statue of the mayor that originally stood in the square is gone.

"We found suspected 'witnesses' around. There seemed to be powerful supernatural beings fighting in the Mayor's Square last night, and someone took photos of the ruins. The entire Mayor's Square and the Mayor's statue should have been destroyed by that battle. ,

"Looking at the movement, we guess that we may have met a powerful B-class transcendent who came to 'protect' the mayor."

"Can you determine who that extraordinary person is?"

The red-robed figure asked in a low voice.

"Based on the information we previously obtained from the consortium and our many years of experience,"

The figure in black windbreaker quickly replied, "Theoretically, there is no powerful B-class extraordinary person who can deal with the Great Elder in Mingte City, so we guess that this extraordinary person may be an 'outsider'."

"FBI?"

The red-robed figure said slowly.

"It's possible, but that person's apparent strength is only C-level."

The figure in black trench coat lowered his head.

"I remember Carlo was supposed to intercept him outside the night before,"

The figure in red robe lowered his head, "Is there any news from Carlo?"

"Elder Carlo has not received any news since the night before yesterday. We sent people to look for him in the wilderness yesterday, but they haven't come back yet. Now all the city gates are blocked. In a short time, we may not be able to find him. News to the wilderness.”

The figure in black windbreaker replied quickly in a low voice.

"Where's the First Law Enforcement?"

The red-robed figure lowered his head and asked slowly.

"The First Law Enforcement Officer had been beside the Minister of the Interior before. After killing the Minister of the Interior, he seemed to have obtained the address of the Food Minister Vico from the consortium and brought some church members to surround and kill Vico."

The figure in black windbreaker whispered, "According to some of the church members who came back alive, a powerful supernatural being wearing a black jacket and riding a motorcycle rescued Vico and killed the first protector. Everything happened very quickly at that time. , they didn't even have time to see the face of the transcendent person clearly, before Vico was rescued by him.

"And the 'church members' who might have seen clearly were all killed by the powerful transcendent because they rushed too far forward. The remaining church members only saw that the figure's weapon seemed to be a red blade."

He paused and continued, "I suspect that the person from the FBI was the one who rescued Vico.

“I was originally going to send people back to the scene to take another look and collect clues, but the safe house is now completely surrounded by people from the city police department.

"People from the city police station and the city defense army are now searching for traces of us throughout the city. Many 'core believers' left photos and names because they were 'protecting' cabinet members. Now these official people are following these images. and information to find us.”

The atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly became a little dull.

Neither of the two elders could be contacted, the first guardian was killed, and core members of the church were wanted and hunted across the city. This was a heavy blow to the entire church.

"God is testing us."

After hearing the words of the figure in black windbreaker, the figure in red robe lowered his head, slowly held his palms, and said softly.

The figure in black windbreaker also closed his palms slightly and said piously, "Thank you to the merciful Lord. All the chaos in the world is His glory."

"Thanks be to the merciful Lord."

Several people behind him also closed their palms.

"What did the consortium say?"

After 'Thanksgiving', the red-robed figure asked again.

"The local executives of the two major consortiums were all blamed by the FBI,"

The figure in black windbreaker said slowly, "They are now directly accepting instructions from Wetland. The people on Wetland's side are unclear about many things here, and now they are trying to find ways to support a local temporary person in charge, but the remaining Among those who came down, no one could convince the crowd.

"Their current situation is not good, and they can hardly organize themselves. I have tried to contact them, but their local organizations cannot even communicate with each other, and the promises they have given are constantly changing. Orders are changed day by day, and no one can make the final decision. people.

“Until new ‘leaders’ emerge and establish authority, it will be difficult for the local organizations of the two major consortiums to effectively help us.”

"Then contact Wetland directly,"

The figure in red robe said slowly, "Ask them to give them money and equipment. We want a lot of money and the most advanced weapons and equipment. They can't provide people and intelligence, but there is no shortage of money and materials. We have done so many things for them. , they should compensate us well.”

"Do you want...?"

The figure in black windbreaker spoke tentatively.

"Thanks to Toroket, we have been operating in Mingte for so many years,"

The figure in red robe said naturally, "Does the city defense army and the city police department want to search and destroy us? They can search and destroy us?"

"Now that the two elders are away, our strength has been severely damaged."

The figure in black windbreaker whispered, "It might be a little difficult to resist the city defense army."

“The more chaos there is in this world, the more pleased the Lord will be and the more gifts He will give,”

The red-robed figure bowed slightly, closed his palms, and whispered, "Right now, the mercenary groups of the two major consortiums are still outside, and they will be happy to see us do something."

“Praise be to the merciful Lord.”

The figure in black windbreaker bowed slightly and said piously.

“Praise be to the merciful Lord.”

The red-robed figure bowed its body and lowered its head piously to the front, as if praying again.

In front of him, at the top of the entire hall, stood a dark stone slab. Red patterns were outlined on the stone slab, slowly coming together to form a blazing flame emblem.

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District 53·Jumei Restaurant

Sia sat on a chair in the corner, staring blankly at the empty seat in front of her.

The figure who had just been chatting with her had left, leaving only a closed book in front of her seat.

Before finally leaving, the other party gave her the book.

"Is that Sauter really trustworthy? Can he really help us?"

The gray-haired young man walked up to Sia. He lowered his head and glanced at "At Jumei Restaurant" on the table, and asked in a low voice.

They actually already knew the news from the moment 'Saote' entered this neighborhood.

And he was the one who was assigned to keep an eye on Sauter.

His mission is to observe Sauter's actions, make sure that the other party has not laid any ambushes or traps, and make safety preparations for Shia's arrival.

"We have no other choice,"

Shia raised her head, glanced at the gray-haired young man, and shook her head slightly, "Even the security forces of the two major consortiums can suppress us with frontal firepower, let alone a real mercenary group equipped with military equipment.

"Once the two major consortiums take control of Mingte City, these mercenary groups will be able to clean up the entire wilderness near Mingte City. By then, most of our brothers and sisters will probably be captured and taken into the 'factory'. Now we want to It’s too late to go to Dawn City, and,”

Her eyes naturally looked towards the door of the restaurant, towards the direction where the figure in the black jacket finally left, "It's hard to leave our homeland. Those who are willing to leave have already left. We have no choice. No matter what, we will die, so why not give it a try?" ”

After hearing Shia's words, the gray-haired young man seemed to recall the current situation and fell silent.

In fact, if they could think of the plan to assassinate the heads of the two major consortiums, they were already desperate.

They know very well that the death of one or two presidents or executives will not affect the overall strategies of the two major consortiums. The Wetland headquarters of the two major consortiums can appoint new leaders at any time.

All they could do was to struggle in vain like little fish exposed to the scorching sun.

Even if they come to unite with the FBI to find this 'Saote', it is actually just part of these useless struggles.

As people who have been fighting against the two major consortiums, they know very well how terrifying the two major consortiums are. It is not something that some scattered wilderness wanderers, a few FBI investigators, or even a few city politicians can contend with.

"Actually, maybe we can really 'defeat' the two major consortiums this time."

Shia's calm voice interrupted the gray-haired young man's thoughts.

He raised his head and looked at Sia blankly.

"This Mr. Sauter,"

Sia paused, "I can feel that he may be more 'reliable' than anyone we have met or asked for help."

From a lonely man trapped in an FBI building to the actual controller of the city.

It only took one night, and it sounded like a fairy tale.

Although there are definitely many factors of luck involved, there is no shortage of opportunities and opportunities in this world. Being able to seize opportunities, maximize the benefits of these opportunities, and even reverse the situation is the embodiment of the ability of 'Mr. Sauter'.

Xia had vaguely heard some rumors about what happened last night, including the news that a rebellion was suspected to have occurred at the gates of the North and South City.

She had no doubt that if she was placed at the center of the vortex last night, she might have died before she even started the operation, and she probably wouldn't know how she died until she died.

There are always some geniuses and evildoers in this world, and these people themselves mean miracles.

Xia retracted her thoughts, looked at the young man who was still a little confused beside her, and asked slowly, "How is the little girl last night?"

The gray-haired young man quickly replied, "She got an injection of antibiotics and her fever has subsided."

"That's good,"

Xia breathed a sigh of relief, she picked up the book on the table, "Let's go, let's go back to get the encrypted communication equipment, and then go to the city defense army command center."