Underneath the ruins of the Pyramid Temple, the headquarters of the Cleaning Association is located.

In the hall at this time, the Patriarch was wearing a purple robe embroidered with gold threads and inlaid with various gemstones. He wore a pure gold gemstone crown and held a golden scepter in his hand that symbolized the authority of the Patriarch.

The scepter itself is an ancient imperial scepter among the ruins. When the Cleaning Association was building its headquarters, the scepter was unearthed and re-created, eventually forming this scepter inlaid with huge diamonds.

That diamond is called "Clean Heart" and is so dazzling that it symbolizes the purpose of the entire cleaning association.

The throne that the Patriarch sits on is also very elegant. It is made of a large number of transparent crystals as the foundation stone, inlaid with various gemstones, and extends layer by layer until it reaches the back of the chair.

The chair is also covered with the softest fur, showing nobility.

On weekdays, the Patriarch rarely sits on this throne. After all, this meeting hall is only opened on major occasions. When ordinary people come to the headquarters of the Cleaning Association and want to meet the Patriarch, they usually do so in his private study.

Meet in.

But today, the first floor hall of the headquarters base has to be opened.

In the hall, there are still a group of attendants standing at this time. The layout of the entire hall is very similar to the royal court of the ancient European monarch.

Most of these attendants, except for some awakened guards, are civilian staff at the headquarters of the Cleaning Association.

There were also ceremonial officers, starting directly from the Patriarch's throne, one every few meters, all the way to the outside of the hall.

Others among the Twelve Knights, as well as the directors of the tool room, disciplinary team and other departments within the Cleaning Association, are also not included in this list.

The entire hall was burning the top quality Qinan agarwood, filled with the strange aroma of nectar and frankincense.

But underneath this pervasive fragrance, there is a hidden murderous intention.

Many of the attendants present had a hint of uneasiness in their eyes.

A storm is coming.

At this moment, the door of the hall opened, and a man covered in blood stumbled in. With a sad look on his face, he threw himself down under the high platform of the Patriarch's throne and said in a sad tone:

"Your Majesty the Patriarch...all members of the Rangers have...been wiped out!"

Hearing this, everyone present at the headquarters couldn't help but burst into an uproar and looked horrified.

The so-called special forces are actually a personal guard of the Patriarch. They are all elite soldiers from the headquarters, and there are more than a dozen awakened ones among them.

The leader was the chief of the Patriarch's bodyguard named Jefferson.

Jefferson was very loyal to the Patriarch. When he heard that the Collector led his men to come to the headquarters of the Cleaning Association forcefully, even breaking the tradition of flying in a helicopter and driving mountains and building bridges all the way overland, Jefferson was furious on the spot.

He believed that this was a serious provocation by the collector to the Patriarch and a disrespect for the entire Cleaning Association headquarters.

Even collectors must abide by the rules when they come to the headquarters. The real owner of the entire Cleaning Association is now the Patriarch!

Because he was really angry and had absolute confidence in his own strength, Jefferson immediately took hundreds of elite guards and went directly to find the collector, preparing to argue with the other party, angrily scolding the collector, and asking the other party to retreat.

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At least due respect must be restored to the Patriarch.

At the same time, Jefferson was ready to directly test the depth of the collector. After all, although he had been rumored to be very powerful, as a rising star, Jefferson had never faced the collector directly, so he always felt worried.

Very unconvinced.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful the collector is, he is still a vassal of the patriarch. How can he be so arrogant?

The Patriarch did not stop Jefferson's temptation, and he acquiesced.

And he also knew that not only Jefferson, but also many people in the headquarters were dissatisfied with the collectors, either because of past festivals or because they thought the collectors had stolen their limelight.

Whether these people want to test or assassinate, Damu Capital is too lazy to take care of them.

He has obtained a lot of data from Tuhorostan, and understands how strong the collectors are now. Let these people give it a try, even if they give up.

Upon hearing the announcement of the visitor, the hall was filled with horror:

"How is it possible!? We didn't hear any sound of fighting at all! Where is Jefferson's mental puppet? His mental power reaches more than a thousand, how can he be defeated so easily!"

"Hundreds of people, all elites, died like this? I think you are the collector's spy!"

"I have long seen that the Collector is so ambitious that he is plotting against the entire association! Otherwise, why would he spend money to win people's hearts? Now the people in the entire Hong Kingdom capital have regarded him as a modern-day Robin Hood!"

"Is the Collector...is he going to officially declare war!?"

"Quiet." The patriarch, who was sitting on the throne with his eyes closed and meditative, said slowly with his eyelids trembling slightly.

After hearing the words of the Patriarch, everyone fell silent instantly.

Thinking of the Collector's illustrious reputation, everyone present felt uneasy, and many even wanted to run away. It was the Patriarch's calmness and calmness that gave them confidence.

After all, the Patriarch was appointed by successive presidents. After decades of development, the Cleaning Association has an extraordinary foundation. I believe the Patriarch must have many trump cards.

In fact, every trump card is enough for collectors to kill!

Thinking of this, everyone immediately relaxed a lot.

The Patriarch looked at the gate in front of him, as if to see the collector outside the base, and said slowly:

"Whether he is winning people's hearts or cutting down trees to clear roads, he has not done anything detrimental to our Cleaning Association. He is still the head of the Twelve Knights of our Cleaning Association, the chief judge and collector, and the Lord of the Abyss is watching us. So

How unbecoming is it to be in a panic?"

Upon hearing the name of the Lord of the Abyss, everyone became completely quiet and lowered their heads and said:

"yes."

“I will obey the teachings of the Patriarch.”

Then the Patriarch said calmly:

"Recently, I have heard the divine voice of the Lord of the Abyss. Whether they are the Patriarch or the Collector, they are just slaves of the Lord of the Abyss, passing by like a passing cloud."

Everyone was suddenly enlightened and looked surprised at the same time.

No wonder the Patriarch is so calm and composed, it turns out he has found his biggest supporter.

What backer can be more powerful than the Lord of the Abyss!?

Given time, when the Patriarch welcomes the arrival of the Lord of the Abyss, the Cleaning Association and the Collector will all be nothing more than dust.

It's true that they were obsessed with each other.

At this moment, the voice of the etiquette officer sounded from far outside the hall:

"The Chief Judge of the Cleaning Association, the Patriarch of the Oriental Pastoral District, the Head of the Twelve Knights, the Lord Collector, I have an audience————"

The last note was very long, with an aria-like tone, which gave it a unique charm in this magnificent hall.

Immediately afterwards, another etiquette officer continued to deliver the message.

The sound of arias continued to sound, all the way to the throne of the Patriarch.

Everyone in the entire hall seemed much more solemn at this time.

At the same time, groups of ceremonial officers wearing gorgeous white robes filed in from the left and right sides of the hall, forming a ten-meter-long human wall in front of the Patriarch's throne in a neat formation.

Immediately afterwards, two teams of warriors wearing ancient knight armor and holding long swords walked over from both sides with neat steps, trying to meet the wall of ceremonial officers.

Then, there were two teams of soldiers wearing the combat uniforms of the Cleaning Association, holding rifles with bayonets, playing tricks and kicking, forming a new human wall to continue with the human wall of the knights.

From the throne of the Patriarch to the door of the hall, an airtight human wall has been formed, composed of three types of personnel.

Just like from modern times to ancient times, from humans to gods.

The originally empty hall suddenly became solemn and solemn.

At this time, the Patriarch finally said calmly:

"Can."

Immediately, each of the ceremonial officers started in front of the patriarch's throne and sang loudly again:

"Order of the Patriarch, Chief Judge of the Cleaning Association, Patriarch of the Eastern Pastoral District, Head of the Twelve Knights, Lord Collector, enter the palace————"

A sound like an aria spread from in front of the throne to outside the palace door, and the tall metal door finally opened slowly.

Everyone was looking forward to it when they saw an oriental man with a handsome face and a gentle smile, with an orange cat squatting on his shoulders, walking into the hall.

Behind him are the five permanent servants under the famous Collector, Netherworld, Gluttony, Blood Pearl, Corpse Farmer, and Lao Chen.

And the man who looks very gentle, has a pair of brown eyes, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, is the legendary collector!

When they saw the collector, everyone present, including the etiquette officers, all had surprise in their eyes.

According to the long-standing rumors, in their imagination, not only was the collector eight feet tall with a green face and fangs, he was definitely a tall man with a sinister face and a tall build.

I never expected that it would be so unremarkable, and there was even a bit of a boyish look between the eyebrows.

Is this the butcher, the devil, the evil star, the rebel?

Various strange thoughts flashed through everyone's minds, but then the chill in their hearts became even worse.

A person who doesn't look like a devil is actually a real devil. This is the scariest thing.

Moreover, the cat on the collector's shoulder also shows his attitude towards the headquarters very well.

No attitude at all.

In a sacred and solemn place like the headquarters hall, he actually brought a cat in, which was already a great disrespect to the Patriarch!
To be continued...