The moment when the new airship collided with the ground in the Tallinn area, an explosion was inevitable.

Even Xialin District can clearly see the flames soaring into the sky and the broken debris that exploded from the new airship.

Several blocks have been affected, and although they have been evacuated in advance, it is impossible to move out those houses and facilities.

This cold winter snow was finally stolen by the scorching flames.

With the continuous landing of the escape hot air balloons, the sniper operation in the air gradually ended, and the hot air balloons loaded with attackers naturally could not land here. With a signal flare, they immediately scattered to places outside the land area.

"Everyone participates in the rescue to ensure that the people's property is protected to the maximum extent!"

"Verify the list of people who boarded the airship as quickly as possible, and the injured were sent to the hospital, and the deceased and the uninjured were sent to their respective homes!"

"Twelve out the flames in the explosion area at all costs!"

Someone stood on the top of a car, holding a loud speaker in his hand, and loudly directed a rescue team of more than a dozen sheriffs in front of him and thousands of people composed of the Demingham Police Department, Fire Department, Maritime Bureau and other departments.

There is only one candidate who can command these people wisely without most of the government officials in Demingham - Connery Irving.

As the former director, he naturally had to stand up when Director Bechimo Edward was missing. In fact, at the first time when something happened to the new airship, someone in the police station suggested that Connery Irving be asked to take charge of the overall situation immediately.

At a critical moment, as the head of the guardian family of Deminghan, he became the commander of the temporary disaster relief team.

Just like he was once the chief of police, every command hit the nail on the head, as if he had thought about it for a long time.

In fact...that's what I thought about!

The people looked at Connery Irving's majestic and reliable figure, with the background of a burning block with flames. He clenched his fists and raised them high, shouting loudly: "Godyou Deminghan!"

At this moment, the identity of the Guardian of Demingham was completely confirmed.

Yes, how can people who are called in danger and turn the tide when they are collapsed and support the building to fall, how can they not be admired and respected by everyone?

On the roof of a three-story residential building behind Connery Irving, Dalton Valen's eyes fell on the blasting block.

"Don't chase those assassins. Saving people is the most important thing now. Those guys will settle accounts with them if they have the chance..."

There is enough reason. If you really want to chase after it, you can naturally catch up with it when you look at the hot air balloons in the sky, but how could Dalton Valen give them a chance to chase it?

"I have dispersed the team. At present, Mr. Mark Darren has landed safely. Mr. Semyal Garcia is searching."

"Well...well done well, keep it."

Dalton Valen turned around and watched the deputy director of the Special Bureau who had been with him for several years jumped down from the building, and then saw him leaving with the team himself.

The only person who can be relieved to be able to lead a strong man at the peak of awakening level to rescue him is undoubtedly the mayor.

But that's not the point.

The point is that he mobilized the team of the extraordinary adjustment before Dalton Valen issued an order, which was undoubtedly an act of exceeding the rules.

"Hmph, after all, it's a dog raised by the government. The owner is so anxious that he has something to do..."

Dalton did not show mercy to his deputy director at all. His behavior may be explained by the urgent disaster, but some things that have been hidden for so many years can still be reflected in it.

The deputy director dared to mobilize the team of the extraordinary transfer without his own order. Although this was the same as his original plan, what he wanted to do at this time was to pursue the enemy, wouldn’t there be no one around him?

This means that the deputy director does not obey his authority 100%. He has his own ideas and dares to implement it, even if he ignores himself, the director of the strange bureau.

The deputy director can mobilize the team of the extraordinary adjustment without his own order. Although it is only one word different from the one above, the meaning is completely different.

Being able to mobilize means that he has his own team in the intermediary and can rely on them to mobilize the entire intermediary.

Someone can pass him to give orders and the members of the Dissertation Bureau still listen to this person. What is the difference between this person and the Director of the Dissertation Bureau?

So what is the significance of the existence of Dalton Valen, the director of the Bureau of Transmission.

In the eyes of Deminghan's strange disciples, the director of the strange bureau, Dalton Valen, is the legendary strong man, and the controller of Deminghan's most elite strange disciples' team.

However, in the eyes of some people in the government, it is probably very annoying for him to sit in this position as a civilian. Because he is a dominant, he can only hand over the power of this fan to him. In order not to let him become stronger, he constantly planted various strange disciples under his hands to undermine his power.

To put it bluntly, just use him as a signboard. When his dominant strong man appears, he will definitely hand over the position of the director of the strange bureau.

Dalton Valen understood this kind of thing from the moment he took the position of Director of the Bureau of Transfers. This position was not left to him, but it was a general trend at that time and he had to do it. Once the situation stabilized and the government found a replacement, he naturally became an optional person.

Perhaps a title would be arranged, and with his merits, the Viscount should be fine.

For others, this may be something they dream of, but for him, it is a shit-like false title.

Is he just a puppet at his mercy?

As a Mud-Legged person, he wanted to tell these people that since this authority was put into his hands, no one could take it away from him!

After obtaining his first talent, he worked hard to practice, and regarded every battle as a battle of life and death. He traveled around without stopping. He dared to say that as long as there are treasures in the archipelago, he had been to all the islands overseas!

Those people only remembered the glory of his success after becoming the director of the Bureau of Transmission, but did not see how much effort he had spent to gain his current status.

This is not a miserable act. Dalton Valen never makes excuses for his ambitions!

He just likes to hold power in his hands and feels like he is killing other people.

Whoever wants to seize his power is his enemy.

He thought Semyel Garcia was his friend, and this man appreciated him. As the highest noble in Demingham, he never showed even a trace of disdain for his origin in front of him.

He also thought Bechimo Edward was his friend because the police chief was also a civilian and should be able to understand the difficulties of these people. The fact is that they always have a good understanding of their cooperation, and the styles of both parties are also very similar.

For these two people, he stood on the front line of the war against Thunderstorm without hesitation, sacrificed himself to death and killed countless enemies.

Bechimo Edward is very strong, which is recognized.

But who dares to say that Dalton Valen, one of the four kings of Thunderstorm, killed one of the four kings of Liquid Fire, dares to say that he is weak?

However, when he stopped and looked behind him, he found that Bechimo Edward, a man who was a civilian like him, had entered the core circle of the government at some point, and inexplicably became closely related to Semyal Garcia. They always got together, and they had to include the old guy Mark Darren.

They seem to have endless secrets to discuss, but there is never a place for them in this team...

He suddenly became the isolated person.

This feeling is very bad...

Perhaps there is a misunderstanding.

Maybe they are indeed discussing something very important.

But Dalton Valen just couldn't understand, why didn't he bring him?

At the end of the Thunderstorm War, he figured it out that he had never been accepted by them, and those illusions that turned out to be his own...

This feeling of betrayal made him more sad and upset than the worst injury he suffered.

In this case, I will be enemies with you and I will let you know where I am worth.

So he instigated the people in the thunderstorm in advance, allowing them to transfer most of their resources in advance when the final war broke out.

Then he joined the Saints Association as a hidden identity to help them plan this airship bombing.

Aren’t you unwilling to let me participate in the program?

Then I will destroy your plan!

Standing on the railings along the rooftop, Dalton Valen put his hands in his pockets on both sides of the windbreaker, without any intention of going to the scene to help.

He was enjoying this drama that made the dignitaries wail and scream.

A real drama.

**

In the basement somewhere in the Tallinn district, Bechymo Edward, covered in a layer of tan sand, was lying on the bed, with Porsh right next to him, holding the receiver in his hand.

"I know... Lord Darren, your life is the greatest good news. The plan is going well. Bechimo's situation... He still has the power to fight. Now the other party thinks he has the advantage in all aspects. I believe that the next step is to eliminate dissidents. You will inevitably be under great pressure to avoid the edge... Yes, gather strength... It's okay, Semyr was prepared for a long time, he was not so easy to be killed... Just like that, goodbye."

Click ~

Hang up the phone.

Porsh stood up and replaced the drip bottle with a light green medicine liquid beside Bechimo's bed. The ones contained the recovery potion collected by the Garcia family and the Darren family. He had to make sure that Bechimo's body could support him in his last outbreak when he woke up.

After handling Bechimo, Porsh walked to the table on the other side, picked up the mirror more than half a person tall, and slowly formed seals with his hands.

Gray ripples spread on the mirror, and the figures in the mirror kept moving forward, first with hands and then with legs, and finally stood completely in front of Porsh.

“Welcome back.”

Opening his arms, the two hugged each other.

"I've died once now, and there's something that's one step ahead of you three."
Chapter completed!