"Haha, please don't be excited. I have asked the fortune teller of our academy to divine. The boy is still alive, but there seems to be a kind of power that blocks his existence. I can't know where it is."

When Fatty Cui's expression suddenly eased a lot when he heard that Ji Qianming was still alive. In fact, Duanmu Qingyu should have been able to do it too, but he was too excited just now and forgot about this.

"Who was the attacker?" asked Fatty Cui.

Adolf stroked his long beard and sighed, "I feel ashamed to say that this may require the help of the King of the Underworld."

Fatty Cui raised his eyebrows and said nothing, waiting for Adolf to continue talking.

"About eighty years ago, a capable organization called the Dark Church suddenly appeared. Most of the members were in the third or fourth level, using the Tarot card as their code name. At that time, Britain was chaotic by them. It was an era full of darkness and blood."

"Later, after a long period of struggle, Adam and the British super-powered organization joined forces to destroy the Dark Church. Except for the "Follower" escaped, all the other dozen members died. This organization never appeared again. We all thought it had been completely destroyed."

Fatty Cui frowned: "More than 80 years ago? That 'fool' is now over 100 years old? Can ordinary people live that long?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he had asked a stupid question. Isn’t there an old man over a hundred sitting in front of him?

Adolf smiled, "When we surrounded the Dark Church, all the people who met with the "Follower" died, so we were not very clear about what his ability was, but it seemed to be related to energy and was very strange. It is not ruled out that this ability could make him live long."

"Since that's the case, what is the reason why the Dark Church appears again after so many years? Is it simply causing riots?"

Adolf shook his head, "It's not clear that they have so far just attacked some ancient ruins, as if they were looking for something. Last night, one of our teams went to Brighton to hunt down the Dark Church's members' "Tower", and although they successfully killed each other, we also lost a fourth-level student and a freshman disappeared."

"So what do you mean by what you need my help?" Fatty Cui asked without forgetting Adolf's words just now.

Adolf's face showed bitterness, "In recent days, terrorist attacks caused by the dark church have repeatedly appeared in the UK, causing people to panic. The most important thing is that the targets of each attack are random, sometimes a building in the city center, and sometimes a church in the suburbs... In order to ensure the safety of the people, we have to send a large number of people to all parts of the UK to prevent some important areas from being attacked, so now the London headquarters is seriously insufficient..."

"It sounds like a trap." Fatty Cui pondered for a while and spoke.

This meaningless random attack by the other party seemed to exist specifically to restrain Adam's combat power. By causing constant riots in the UK and forcing Adam to respond, the London headquarters was barely left. This was no longer a conspiracy, but a complete conspiracy.

"Wait, the London headquarters is not in sufficient staff? Do you know what will happen in London?" Fatty Cui keenly captured the key in Adolf's sentence.

"It is worthy of being Gou Chen Mingjun. This keen observation is really extraordinary." Adolf praised Fatty Cui, "To be honest, we have a student with the ability to predict the future. In some cases, we can see the fragments of the future and draw them. To be honest, his recent paintings make us a little worried."

"It has something to do with London?"

"Yes, most of the paintings are based on London. Countless houses were destroyed and corpses were everywhere, and the whole of London was shrouded in flames and fear."

Fatty Cui took a breath. If what Adolf said was true, it would have been an unimaginable catastrophe! What will happen in London in the future?!

"What else is in that painting?"

"A painting clearly painted a snake, an extremely huge giant snake! It wrapped around the London Tower Bridge, twisting the tower bridge into pieces, spitting out the scarlet letter, and the Thames became a sea of ​​fire. There was also a painting with blurry content, with a huge creature like a wolf and a dog eating Big Ben, stirring it into pieces. There was also a painting... The content of the painting was very strange, like an abstract painting, with the pitch-black and red dividing the whole painting into two pieces, as if competing with each other." Adolf showed the contents of several of the paintings to Fatty Cui and said.

Fatty Cui looked at the hell-like pictures in his hand, and his mind was shocked. This was no longer just a crisis in London. This disaster would have a huge impact on the world's perception and would likely trigger a riot around the world!

"Are you crazy? You don't ask for help from the outside world for such a serious matter? Do you know what consequences will be caused if these are true?!" Fatty Cui jumped up from the sofa with an extremely serious face.

"In fact, those paintings were made last night. I have never seen them since I saw them last night." Adolf leaned against the back of the sofa, feeling indescribable fatigue. "And, I was like China asking for help at the first time, but you are in Adam and don't know about this."

Fatty Cui breathed a sigh of relief and sat down slowly. He suddenly thought of something and said, "Since that's the case, is there any need for the exchange between the two hospitals to carry out this time?"

Adolf was silent for a few seconds and nodded: "Because of insufficient manpower, Adam's newborns will also play when this catastrophe comes. The exchange between the two houses is of great benefit to their teamwork, and after bathing in the Fountain of Life, their chances of survival will be much higher... By the way, there is no need for your Gou Chen's newborns to get involved. In any case, this is our Adam's home court, and it will not make Gou Chen's newborns sacrifice their lives for it."

Fatty Cui was stunned, and a hint of admiration rose in his eyes when he looked at Adolf. He was silent for a while and nodded.

As King Gou Chen, he naturally had the ability to participate in this catastrophe, but those freshmen had only been enrolled for less than three months and were still too weak. Although avoiding fighting was a coward, he hoped that they could survive.
Chapter completed!