When the chaos broke out, Sherlock was teaching Virena some knowledge about Dabo in the small house in front of the South Station Square.

After all, he was the disciple he chose.

While watching the lively Dabou, it is the obligation and responsibility of a tutor to impart some relevant knowledge.

As a 22-level sword-holder of the Al organization and a senior member standing in the Golden Gate, Sherlock undoubtedly has great power and can access many secret channels of the Al organization.

On the Daboku, the two behemoths, the Golden Oak Church and the Silver Oak Church, are extremely mysterious to the ordinary people in the Medland continent, and they are completely unaware of them, let alone contact them.

Sherlock tells the story, from the origin of the Golden Oak Church and the Silver Oak Church, to the two churches becoming the masters of the faith in the Medland continent, to the joint efforts of the countries in the Medland continent to overthrow the supreme theories of the two major churches.

Until now, the Pope of the Golden Oak Church, the recipe for three meals a day, or the Pope of the Silver Oak Church, she secretly put her white robes under her pink silk underwear and other private parts every day.

Virenya heard it with relish.

These news are indeed not something that ordinary people can touch.

The Al organization was able to collect such secret information, and the potential of this organization was indeed extremely huge.

Especially, listening to the privacy gossip of the two major churches and watching the evil and divine powers that are constantly bursting out in the South Station, it really makes me feel thrilling to stand close to gnawing melons and fruits and watch the tigers fighting.

Virenya held his hands tightly, staring at the collapsed South Station building where fireworks were soaring into the sky, listening to Sherlock's story.

Then, the entire South Station Square exploded.

Below the Imperial Capital South Station, there is a large gas main pipeline. The platform of the South Station, as well as the nearby train maintenance workshop, etc., are equipped with a large number of high-power gas lamps, which are a major customer of the gas factory.

At least three gas plants have been excavated specifically to provide gas consumption for the Imperial Capital South Station.

After the gas plant in the distance exploded, in just a few breaths, the fire roared along the underground pipeline, detonating several huge gas storage tanks underground in the South Station Square.

Just like a volcano erupted, huge granite floor tiles were thrown into the sky, and countless frozen soil flew high. Around the South Station Square, the nobles and citizens who were bored to watch the fun were all over the place, one by one, were beaten to death by gravel mud, and even the unlucky guys standing in the middle of the square were directly blown up by the shock wave.

The floor-to-ceiling window in front of Sherlock Virenya was also shattered in the first wave of explosions, and countless pieces of glass pierced at them like daggers.

Sherlock snorted coldly.

He grabbed the straight-handled umbrella leaning against him.

A silver sword light turned into a circular light mirror with a diameter of more than ten feet in front of him. Countless glass fragments whistled and stabbed, and then turned into shatters in the sword light, falling to the ground one after another.

"What's going on?" Sherlock looked at Virenya with a little confused.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Virenya hid behind Sherlock and asked him at a loss.

"Sorry, Virenya, this inexplicable chaos always instinctively reminds of the Pottosai people." Sherlock shrugged, and a sword light that jumped like lightning in his right hand was "clang" and he stuffed it back into the handle of the umbrella.

"Go and find out what happened... The believers of the Corrosive Spirit, assassination of St. Attila and the sudden explosion, I always feel that something is wrong." Sherlock grabbed his bowler hat and buckled it heavily on his head, then poked his body out of the floor-to-ceiling window and took a few breaths.

"The evil aura... spreads the entire Hedra Fort?" Sherlock's eyes became a little dangerous. A faint cold air on his body began to spread around, and a large area of ​​faint white mist was filled with behind him.

In the cold white mist, the icebergs unique to the northern ice sea can be faintly seen. At the junction of the iceberg and the sea water, a huge shadow was squirming... Then, huge tentacles rushed out of the sea water and grabbed icebergs thousands of feet high and danced around.

The air around Sherlock and the air within a hundred feet near the building began to change as these tentacle phantoms emerged.

The air condensed into nearly solid tentacles that could be seen vaguely by the naked eye. Accompanied by the slight whistle of wind, it began to roll around and roll, knocking all the broken bricks and mud caused by the explosion away.

Amid the loud phoenix chirping, the fighting on the platform of the South Station stopped.

After a short while, a large group of guards officers and soldiers rushed out of the South Station. They jumped onto the war horses, surrounded by a group of generals led by Salian, and rushed towards the direction of the Hydra Palace like lightning.

"Villenia, go find your tribe members and ask what happened... At the same time, warn them that those who restrain their tribe members must not take the opportunity to make trouble... The turmoil that is related to the corrosive spirit, if the Pottus people get involved, they will wait to be wiped out by the cruel and ruthless grandmother."

Sherlock hurriedly reminded Virena, then his body floated up like a phantom, and rushed out of the building with a few flashes and came to a small stable in the backyard.

As the horse chirped, Sherlock rushed out of the stable on a burly, tall and tall horse, opened the back door of the yard and rushed out, and followed Sallyan and others in a distance.

In the air, the evil aura became even stronger.

Sherlock frowned and kept twitching his nose.

He was becoming more and more curious. Who caused such a big mess in Heidra Fort?

It can detonate several gas plants at the same time and blow up the arms warehouses in the suburbs of Fort Hydera... Along the way, you can see artificial chaos spreading.

Thinking of the huge evil power that broke out at the South Station...

This is not an isolated incident, but a large-scale attack on the Derren Empire, specially planned for Fort Heidra and against the Derren Empire.

What made Sherlock curious is here - as his 22-level sword-holding man, he wandered around Hedra Fort for more than half a month, but he did not receive any corresponding information and did not notice anything wrong... This is very inappropriate.

Or, every move and idea of ​​the main messenger behind the scenes was perfectly hidden from the ears of the Al organization.

Or, the core members of the Al organization who have higher authority than him blocked relevant information from him.

"I hope it is the first... One method is amazing, with huge potential, and smart and treacherous messenger behind the scenes. But it is not the second one." Sherlock frowned.

He is working hard to complete his promotion mission.

This is his key task in promoting from a 22-level member to a 23-level member.

There are three chances in total.

He has failed once, this is the second mission.

This is the territory of the Derren Empire. His second mission is related to the treasure of the Knights of the Suffering Order that fell into the hands of the Derren Empire. If the core members of the Al organization in the Derren Empire blocked him the information channels...

This behavior itself is obviously full of malicious intentions.

As a senior member of the Al organization, Sherlock deeply understands the strength of the Al organization.

He didn't want this to happen... If he was really a core member of a high status blocked relevant information from him, then he would not consider continuing to complete the task, but would rather evacuate from the Delun Empire safely.

"I hate this feeling."

Sherlock rode on the back of a horse, separated by a street, and followed Sally and others from a distance.

"The Al organization should have been a neutral, equal, and mutually aided organization."

"His power... should not be used by others."

“But… these years…”

There was a rapid sound of breaking through the air in front of him. Sherlock suddenly raised his head and happened to see Joe as if he was a fat flea, rising into the sky with the terrible breaking wind, drawing a turbulent arc, and jumping out into the distance.

A combat airship fell from the air, and Sherlock clearly saw that Joe almost flew over the pod of the sudden falling combat airship.

"This guy!"

Seeing another terrifying figure jumping behind Qiao, Sherlock patted the horse's head under the seat [Pencil Novel      ], and he was about to use his means to follow Qiao and his group.

On the chaotic street, two men with conservative clothes, wearing black windbreakers, black top hats, holding small black sandalwood canes, and black gem rings on their fingers flashed with deep gleams. Suddenly, they walked out of the fork on the side and blocked Sherlock.

"Sword-holding man." The two men bowed to Sherlock: "Please don't interfere in this incident... This is the warning issued by Your Excellency the King to all members of the Golden Portals around Hedra Fort."

"Is this the king's will?" Sherlock's mouth twitched.

king!

Ayer Organization Level 27 member.

In the name of the king, it represents his strength and wisdom, it represents his possession of great power and resources, and it represents his ability to guide the direction of a certain area and a certain system.

All senior members of the Al organization know that a 27-level king, like the real "king" in the secular world, has the ability to launch a national-level total war.

Sometimes, the "kings" in the secular world are also bound by external conditions such as their own subordinates and monarchs of neighboring countries, and cannot squander their power arbitrarily.

If a level 27 king of the Al organization wants to launch a war, he basically doesn't admit that he can block his decision... Even if it is within the Al organization, the other kings will not do it!

What makes people even more terrifying is that there are so many empires, kingdoms, and so many emperors and kings on the Medland continent... and the number of kings organized by the Al organization is obviously much smaller, more precious and much rarer than these secular emperors.

The will of a king...

A sword-holder must comply.

Sherlock let out a heavy breath. He glanced at the figures rising from the street in front of him and asked softly: "Is it a warning to all members above level 22? Then, I understand..."

"I applied to meet with the King... and according to the fair covenant, he warned me that he must give back to me."

Sherlock pursed his lips and looked at the two men in black with a deep look.

"Tomorrow, twelve o'clock noon...you know the location." The two men in black agreed to Sherlock's request without any hesitation - obviously, they had expected it.
Chapter completed!