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Chapter 394 The Golden Cicada Escapes Her Shell(2/3)

"Anyway, the plan is already half successful."

This is the master's wheelchair.

The remaining four people joined forces again, and their combat power increased by more than one level. Sisyphus was no match for them.

As he spoke, he took out a wheelchair from his backpack, sat on it himself, and turned around in a normal circle.

They clearly killed everyone in the waste team and successfully resolved the crisis. Why are there still enemy attacks?!

The restrictions at the elevator door cannot stop the Sabbath.

Sabbath did not go directly to find Yi Er, but followed the map and came to the outside of the monitoring center.

His abilities are so weird, who knows what else he can pull out.

"It seems that Sabbath successfully sneaked into the surveillance center."

"Did the plan succeed?"

He said angrily,

In the fight with the enemy, the sticky notes and magic props they carry with them can make them escape from their shells at the moment of death, making the fake look like the real one.

Sabbath asked,

"If this place is destroyed, will the resistance headquarters be paralyzed?"

The director looked around and said, "Report on each other's status."

After rescuing the director, they noticed that the explorer sealed in the candy man was almost suffocated to death.

The three people quickly rescued the explorer, took out equipment, and supplied oxygen directly to his brain.

Area D24.

Not long after they left,

He threw the head down casually and walked forward.

They infiltrated the rebels and faked their own deaths.

According to Luden's thinking, this is the most efficient choice.

If a magician makes such an unnecessary move, it means there must be a monster when something goes wrong.

The four members of the waste team reunited, and there were still many ability users at the resistance headquarters.

This dummy is made of clay, but there is no opening in the front, and no air can flow in.

"The abilities of the Forgotten can only play a supporting role."

The actors exit the stage and the lights go out, just like the scene on the stage has faded.

This guy's level of stupidity is comparable to that of Number One.

After all, there is no human harmony.

He pointed at his weak legs. Apparently, he had been suffocated for a long time and was unable to stand up again.

The entire transformation took less than three seconds.

The problem is that no one present found anything unusual, until now!

This is number one.

The coffin in his palm went berserk in an instant!

Countless darkness surged out, eroding everything it could touch, and as various lines spread, everything fell into rest!

At the moment when the Sabbath coffin went wild, the surveillance, firepower facilities, and intelligent networks of the entire resistance headquarters all failed!

The Resistance, like Paradise Lost, is unable to develop true artificial intelligence.

But the director shook his head and insisted on taking the explorer with him, even if the explorer was a dragster.

When a magician makes a dummy, he can obviously use the same technique to make five corpses.

His face was a little pale, there was a faint smell of perfume on his body, and there was a silver chain hanging around his neck. He looked out of place with the others no matter how he looked.

The principal gasped for air and said feebly,

He showed a slight smile and said calmly,

"My ability was sealed by a guy named Spellbreaker. I have to find him and solve this problem before I can do magic again."

Sisyphus, standing on top of a street lamp, was also plunged into darkness.

"Introduce yourself."

"This operation was very successful. The most critical point is that we first used the ability of [The Forgotten] to hide our true plan. Even when we execute the plan, we will not reveal our true strategic intentions.

, because we ourselves don’t know what we are going to do.”

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the person who made the sound.

The explorer was assigned a candy man, and the sugar melted and blocked his respiratory tract, almost causing him to suffocate.

"Without further ado, let's go!"

The magician didn't say he wanted to kill the other person, but he wanted to solve the problem.

The director had some difficulty getting up, so he got up on Saturday and went to help him.

Unfortunately, after No. 1 arrived, due to personal habits, the monitoring system was put together.

Sabbath held the coffin in his hand, and a darkness enveloped his right fist.

Now that he has no crutches, he can only use an iron rod to support his body.

This is a bold plan that can hide everything from the enemy.

He rests in peace.

However, a note was stuck to him.

Although the magician said this, no one took it seriously.

"All right."

In front of the monitoring screen, a technician sits.

An ominous premonition enveloped Sisyphus, and things seemed to be developing for the worst.

At the same time, they encountered enemies such as the Tombkeeper and Sisyphus.

"call--"

After feigning death for the first time, they successfully sneaked into the resistance headquarters and came to the endless corridor.

Walking into the monitoring center unscrupulously, Sabbath stood in front of a machine and took off a hanging chain from his neck.

There is a bald head in the box, which comes from the director.

It not only requires unconstrained ideas, but also terrifying execution. At the critical moment, the four of them will all die again.

This was an unfair battle, the outcome was doomed from the beginning.

The technician was stunned for a moment and had no intention of answering the question.

Then, he successfully sneaked into the core place.

The magician bowed slightly and explained,

"Fake death is a classic magic trick."

"Stop dawdling."

Soon, there was a muffled sound in the darkness.

The director shook his head and looked at the magician with a hint of amazement in his tone.

"I didn't expect your magic to be so amazing."

The magician did not perform magic, but honestly took out the paper and pen from his pocket and handed them to Saturday.

The director nodded slightly,

The right time and the right location are no longer on the side of the rebels.

After the brief sound of electricity, all the street lights went out!

He explained,

Rows of Luden's corpses were placed on both sides of the road, and nothing unusual could be seen.

In the dark, the four of them set off again.

They are all capable people, but in front of the Sabbath, they have no chance to resist. They are all destroyed in just one encounter!

This is the power of rest.

"I come from Lost Paradise and am a member of the Waste Team. I am on a mission to raid the resistance headquarters and take away a waste. Oh, by the way, my name is Sabbath."

The two sides are back on the same starting line again.
To be continued...
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