The plasmonic lake under the wall gap quickly cooled down and condensed into metal bumps.

Marco looked at the melted and dried steel wall solemnly, sweating all over by the heat waves.

He glanced inside and saw two people lying on the square, a strong muscular man, covered in blood.

The other body was mostly gone, only the head, half of the shoulder and an arm, and it was still burning.

Suddenly, he saw the "dead head" and actually moved.

"What, isn't this dead?" Marco was shocked.

The "dead head" was Mousa. He opened his eyes with difficulty, moved one of his remaining arms, and pressed the headset.

This is the emergency communication channel, and his emergency contact is his best friend in the past decade, another Nirvana, Luo Yan.

"Mousa, emergency communication? What's wrong with you?" A lazy voice came from the other end of the headset.

"The Phoenix group... has an insider... transfer the new instructor..." Musa said with difficulty.

He didn't even have his lungs, and he was using all the breath in his throat at the end.

"Huh?" Luo Yan heard Musa's difficult voice and immediately knew that the situation was not good.

"How could you be so seriously injured?"

Mousa said hoarsely: "Hidden faction...the wand..."

Luo Yan hurriedly asked, "Who killed you!"

Mousa used all her last strength and croaked: "Ma—Ko!"

Luo Yan remembered this name and wanted to ask more information, but Miao Sa could no longer make a sound.

He quickly analyzed the situation, and it was probably because the internal ambition faction took action. Mousa said that there was an insider in the Phoenix group, which meant that this faction was already deeply involved.

Snatched the wand and killed Mousa!

"Are my glasses still around? Enter the information you know, but hand it over to someone you trust and let him find a way to me!" Luo Yan said quickly.

He made the glasses by himself and presented them to Mousa.

It can be fixed on the face, with three hundred electrodes piercing into the brain and connecting to the cortex.

Mousa can send information records to it through consciousness.

Now that Mousa can't speak, she will die soon, but her brain still has activity and can leave a lot of last words in her glasses.

"This man is not dead yet, why did he call me?" Marco looked at the tenacious Miao Sa on the ground and called his name, and hurried over.

At first glance, it was Miao Sa!

Mousa did not know Marco, but Marco knew him.

The dying Mousajor Marco was extremely shocked: What happened! Why did Mousa become like this!

He also heard what Mousa said, such as insiders, hidden factions, magic wands, etc.

Combined with the traces on the scene, it seems that someone was fighting out from the inside, which should be a rebellion.

If you rebel, I'm afraid that the entire base will be rebelled? Otherwise, Mousa would not have been so tragic!

Marco was moved. Mousa actually knew him and was using his last strength to tell himself what was going on.

"Hold on! Miaosa! I'll give you medicine. Oh my God, you're too seriously injured." Marco wanted to deal with his injury, but he didn't know how to do it.

Miao Sa's injury is undoubtedly dead. It is a miracle that he can survive for a while without brain death!

"Bang!" Mousa took off her glasses with her last strength and stuffed them heavily into Marco's hand.

"This is..." Marco's eyes were filled with tears.

I saw the muscles on Miao Sa’s face tremble, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he was no longer angry!

His mouth and eyes were crooked, but his eyes were full of deep meaning!

Marco immediately realized that this was a entrusted to death!

Seeing the thin electrode wires extending from the glasses, he knew that there might be important information hidden here! It was the truth that Miao Sa finally entrusted!

"Do you want to hand it over to your superiors?" asked Marco.

Unexpectedly, Musa shook his head tremblingly! He pinched Marco with his right hand!

Marco was shocked and understood what Miao Sa meant. He didn't understand his enemies and could not give this thing to others casually. Even if he was a superior, he might not be safe!

The hidden faction in Miao Sa's mouth seems to be complicated.

"Who are you going to give it to? You said! I will definitely do it!" asked Marco.

But Miao Sa was really angry at all. She rolled her eyes and opened her mouth ferociously, but she couldn't make a sound.

Seeing his last painful appearance, Marco felt a great responsibility.

"Who to whom...who should I hand over this pair of glasses?" Marco said anxiously, holding the glasses.

Mousa was strongly on the ground, writing a word with his own blood: "Luo".

He wanted to write another word, but his face quickly faded, his eyes lost their expression, and he finally died.

"What does this symbol mean?" Marco didn't know Chinese characters and thought it was a special symbol.

At the same time, Luo Yan on the other end of his headset said angrily: "Headset! Headset! Did you hear the guy on that end? Get the headset!"

Luo Yan heard someone on the other end taking the glasses entrusted by Miao Sa, which showed that he was the last person Mu Sa trusted before his death.

However, it seemed that Mousa didn't have the strength to tell the other party who to hand over the glasses to.

If you are confused, you will probably be tampered with the glasses directly to other people in the organization!

According to Miao Sa's last reminder, Luo Yan knew that there were insiders in the organization now, and a faction was hidden deep, and not everyone could trust it.

Miao Sa’s glasses must be obtained by himself!

"Hey! The people over there! Pick up the headset!" Luo Yan roared.

But Marco could not hear Luo Yan's words. He thought that the few words that Miao Sa said at the time of death were said to him, and he did not pay attention to the connection of the headset.

When he saw Musa die, he stood up and his mind was in chaos.

He was attacked and kidnapped and escaped from the base, but there was a big mess. The strongest Mousa died and even entrusted his special glasses to himself before his death.

Coupled with what Miao Sa said before his death, Marco didn't know who to trust. How many people rebel? Who were the enemies? Who were the glasses to?

Marco was very confused, and felt deeply responsible, but he was also confused.

Looking at the blood-colored symbol "Ro" on the ground, Marco remembered it deeply. Although he didn't know what it meant, he forced himself to remember it and slowly cracked it in the future!

"Hmm?" Marco was about to enter the passage and continued to check the situation in the base.

However, in the square, the strong man lying on the entrance of the passage suddenly got up.

"Ah! This guy is not dead either." Marco immediately alerted, held the knife in his hand, and put away his glasses with his other hand.

After all, Marco was transferred from another place. Everyone knows the base on the East Coast of the top powerhouse like Mousa, but Beszebu no longer knows it.

I saw Bethibu's face was covered in blood, his head was sunken, his eyes were scarlet and bloody, and he stood up like a monster, exuding a crazy aura.

"So amazing! Can you still fight if you are injured like this? Is this person an enemy or a friend?" Marco thought to himself.

Beizeb was visually damaged and stared at the person in front of him, but his appearance was not real.

In Marco's eyes, Bethibu was extremely vicious, with a scarlet and staring at him, which was very dangerous!

"Hey! Long live the Light! You are..." Marco asked tentatively.

Bethibu stared at him and snorted like a madman: "Dragon!"

This sound is like a ghost and a demon, hoarse and creepy, full of great persistence.

Marco frowned and was shocked by the movement and took a step back.

Dragon? It seems to be his name.

Could this monster who talks to himself and murmurs his name hoarsely be one of the murderers who killed Musa?

He was thinking, and Bezebu finally saw something clearly, the necklace.

On Marco's waist, he was hung with the Horus' Eye Necklace. When he took a step back, he shaked and made a familiar sound.

This is a ritual instrument, worn at major ceremonies or parties, and is rarely worn by people. However, Misho has his own personal habits and likes to wear this necklace on weekdays.

But even if worn, it is hung around the neck. In Bezebu's perception, only one person will hang it around his waist.

That is the dragon who killed Mishe and seized his necklace as a spoil before!

Beizeb, who had just woken up from a coma, immediately remembered the hatred of his good brother Mithur being killed!

"Everyone... must die!" Bezebu roared and suddenly came to Marco.

Seeing him suddenly rising, Marco drew his sword and waved it, thinking: Sure enough! This guy is a rebel!

Kill yourself when you see yourself, and ‘everyone has to die’? Is this going to kill all the people in the base?

"Puff!"
To be continued...