"I don't have time to participate in your boring rocket launch program, and there is still a lot of work waiting for me."

Judah was paralyzed in a magnificent sedan chair, and was placed on a carriage by eight blood-given sedan chairmen. As a religious idol of the Alliance of the Eternals, he must always maintain his majesty.

“I have to leave tonight.”

Mr. Ferkewood sent it here at the intersection of Changfeng Avenue in the Aizongling area and did not plan to continue to follow him.

He didn't intend to explain the war information about Baibei Port District clearly to the leader - including the scouts of the Gate of Miao and Kuaidao, and the recent sudden death of the star official, all of which were concealed and wanted to break his teeth and swallow it into his stomach.

The old man was in a panic. Perhaps in a few days, the anonymous man who learned about Judah's whereabouts would come to his door. If Judah continued to stay in the Tomb of Ayzong, his deep-hole drilling complex would also become a ruin - his ideal would be destroyed and turned into a dream of nothingness in the war.

"That's not the rocket launch program, my leader." Although he was looking forward to the boss getting out quickly, he still replied stubbornly: "That's the deep hole drilling project, I didn't correct you... It's..."

"Who cares?" Although I couldn't see my expression in the Askin mask, I could hear from under the cloak that Judas was impatient: "Aren't they all money-burning things?"

"How good if you put your energy elsewhere? Fyckwood! Your soul power is great, and your spiritual talent can create more valuable careers! But you disappointed me again and again..."

"How many times is this? How many times have you tried?"

"Tell me, starting from the surface, then going underground, selecting the site from District 67, and selecting the 77th."

"How much did you spend me? How many people have you taken away? How many blood sacrifices have you wasted?"

Judas' voice became louder and louder, and in front of the cadres, he wanted to continue to maintain the demeanor of the leader.

"You and your Holy Blood of Greed, as well as the latest version of the Lightning Star genotype, have really helped the alliance a lot, but what's the price?"

"This business only loses money but not earns money - to be honest, I feel like I'm doing charity."

"Feckwood Abby, my dear Lord Feather."

"This time Axue replaced Goria Sebastian's position. I believe you should also understand that my life-protecting feathers are not irreplaceable. Don't think that if you have such a little talent, you can rest assured and do whatever you want."

After this speech of Pua, which was behind the times, Judas felt extremely comfortable. He looked at the old Abby who was hunched down and said yes, and was sure that there was no rebellious intention in the other party. Judas, who was suspicious and worried, finally stuffed his heart back into his stomach, and the anxiety caused by Goria's death gradually dissipated.

"And you keep stressing, talking about that gunsmith..."

Fyckwood immediately responded: "Yes, he's dead long ago, according to your wishes."

"This is right!" Judas was overjoyed: "This is right! This is right! Abby! My dear Abby! This is just like this! How did he die?!"

Fyckwood: "The weak Homo sapiens cannot defeat time. Everything is as you expected. The weak Night Demon was injured by the Storm Eagle and died on the train to the Barrathon. He died next to the ruthless Mingde's couch."

Judas: "That's right!"

Fellwood: "My wise will lead the alliance back to Eureka..."

Judas: "What else?!"

Fellwood: "We will definitely return to the Nine Realms, and the underground order will be reshuffled. The starting point of civilization is determined by the writer of history, and the end point of civilization is determined by you."

Judah had to leave at about four in the morning before the sunrise in Shambalah arrived.

Fyckwood's words made him feel happy and ecstatic - this is what he hoped to hear.

As his caring little cotton jacket, Fayi Frosaline sings to Judas every day, but she feels tired of listening to it too much - after all, after soaking in warm water for a long time, she will not feel warm.

His thoughts need stronger stimulation, and the lonely soul who has crossed the long river of time needs to confirm his time and space coordinates at all times, and must make more changes, such as changing Fyckwood's thoughts.

Even if it is just a few words of flattery and let this old Abby express his humbly in front of the alliance cadres, these are enough.

Now is the critical moment when the alliance is at stake. The linking agent of Eureka Volcano City sent a message that as long as the cause of continuing to operate and maintain the "True God Cult", it will not take long to return to the control of the Wings of Light.

He did not notice Marshal Crozo's strategic intentions at all. The four major ports, including Eureka, and even the capital of Zula, the agricultural region, were disturbed by Protestantism. The decision-making units of these cities gradually began to devote themselves to charity and launder money for personal gain through the church-led funds - this was only the first step, the second and third steps were the reconstruction project of Platform Zero.

The carriage was on the road again, and Judas lay lazily in the chair, still dreaming of a great fortune.

"Hahahaha..."

He couldn't help laughing, and once again thought of the fall of the caves in the Southeast War Zone, and suddenly felt a strong sense of peace of mind.

"Arrogant and ruthless! I laugh at you for your quick success and instant benefits! You dare to come to Shambalah to fight me!"

After Perellini's death, in the past year, all the tips Judah has obtained point to a result.

Guangling's termination of the battle group was about to disarmament on a large scale. He was used to eating the imperial grain of the army. The soldiers who had an iron job wanted to return to their blue-collar positions to participate in post-war reconstruction. The political difficulties brought about by this part of the ideological work are not something that will be solved in a short time.

Judas took it for granted that he would substitute arrogance and virtuousness from his own perspective and think from the standpoint of his opponent.

This is the post-gunsmith era, an era when the underground world is seriously injured and recovers from the first time it needs to hide its strength and maintain a low profile.

In his own administrative capabilities, it is difficult to maintain the normal operation of the sixty-two major regions under the restrictions of the "Crown Convention" - because the United Nations Security Council does not allow the establishment of a country with a ruthless and virtuous virtue. Without a mature political philosophy and a highly cohesive religious subject, then the different regulations and folk customs of these administrative regions will become the beginning of various conflicts.

Losing the platform zero means great power to the local consul. For the Transportation Bureau, the management cost to be paid is also super doubled. The originally stable, once the cruel order built by ogres is broken, if it wants to restore balance, it will not become a wild era of civil strife and civil war - Ao and Mingde may have tried his best.

This time, a large number of war groups that were terminated in Guangling appeared in various parts of the southeast. Information obtained by Judah showed that at least more than 13,000 armed forces had created many armed conflicts in various parts of the southeastern states.

In fact, Ke Shuai currently has only more than 2,400 people, including two-thirds of the logistics supply line personnel. Only 1,200 mixed-frame brigade soldiers mainly participated in this attack.

This extremely error-free data made Judas increasingly confident in his judgment.

He believed that arrogance and morality must have lost his reason. The members of the think tank fell into a methodological misunderstanding and fell into the trap of deadly inertial thinking.

"Everyone believes that as long as the Crazy Butterfly Holy Sect is driven away, everything will be fine."

"It is this idea that has led to this long-distance landing battle." Judas said disdainfully: "What's the use of fighting Shambalah? In order to solve the employment problem of the war team? Is it afraid that the elite soldiers in various regions will not find the enemy and lose their jobs, and the problem of overproduction of the military industry assembly line cannot be solved?"

"Hahahahaha! Ao ruthless Mingde, you are just like this..."

"A powerful fortress is always broken inside. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

Whether it is the words "the gunsmith is dead" or the inner emptiness, these are symbols of the continuous opening and closing of the dead door and repeated unlocking. This series of tactical intrusions initiated by [REMIX·Mix] and the successive designs have created the current dilemma of the Immortal Alliance.

Judas believes that he cannot solve the problem, and the ruthlessness of the wise will definitely not be able to solve it.

Judas believed that the floods and beasts that appeared in Shambalah's rule would also appear in the Nine Realms Continents and even the mundane world.

Because society is composed of people, what kind of people are? This society is what kind of people are - no matter how the times change.

He was trapped in a cage that existed ten years ago and never changed.

Through the gap between the fences, he could see the microcosm outside the cage, but he had never fought against the tiger outside the cage, nor was he threatened with death. No matter how hard Judas did not face the gunsmith. In the heart of this leader, he always thought that the only one sitting opposite the chess table was the supreme leader of the underground world.

As for violent machines like gunsmiths, they are just chess pieces that fight on the chessboard, and they are tool people.

His tool guys could not defeat this chess piece, and he was just a temporary failure in the chess game. He could save the decline through various operational methods.

He is more confident than ever and more vulnerable than ever.

When the betrayer's hell sees the gunsmith's spirit, he will lose his mind hysterically, be confused and surprised.

——Why can this piece come to the door and kill him as a chess player?

Except for doubting gods and ghosts, Judas had no other thoughts and everything went according to the plan. Even if the troops stopped by Guangling attacked Shambalah, he was not surprised at all.

All living beings in this land are meat dogs. If the meat dogs in their families die, they are just a loss of property and cannot hurt their roots. On the contrary, the ports in various administrative regions can steadily advance religious undertakings in a good manner - this is his core asset.

The more violent the arrogance and Mingde made in the southeast, in Judas's view, it means that the little black cat is getting more and more anxious - it cannot catch its invisible enemy and can only get angry at the flag of the Alliance of the Immortals.

For Judah, all this is something that can be abandoned. This alliance can change its flags and flags, and can be replaced with another form. It can be changed and can be found to find a suitable host and go to another land to spread branches and leaves. All this is acceptable. As long as the enemy begins to obsess with destroying a symbol and breaking a certain statue of god, Judah's true intention is often ignored.

For thousands of years, this has been the way for the alliance leaders to survive.

At the same time, Fyckwood Abby breathed a sigh of relief.

There are three hours left before the deep hole drilling project officially begins.

After sending the leader of the alliance away, he handed over all his energy to his career and his ideals.

While sorting out resources and mobilizing construction workers from various departments, Mr. Abby could still feel a wonderful call—

——That was the breath of death, the gunsmith was summoning him, and there was a wonderful spiritual pressure that was affecting his thinking at all times.

He has no time left, and it may take a few days, or it may take only one or two hours before the gunsmith will come to him.

He only hopes that Soul Power can help him again, help him delay the night demon and stop the pace of the god of death.

When the little niece saw that her uncle's face was gloomy, she asked more questions.

"Mr. Fyckwood, are you okay?"

"He's coming. I can feel it." Fyckwood looked out the observation window, the deep-hole drilling bracket of the complex towering in the underground palace, which was all his expectations.

Marlene's little niece asked, "Who?"

Fickwood: "Death is coming..."

Marlene was not ready to die. Although she had done self-hypnosis, when she really heard this from her uncle, she still felt that she had not lived enough and was unwilling to leave the world just like this.

"But... the headmaster just left."

Fyckwood covered his wrinkled forehead, his face like a dead tree.

"We all have our own careers and our own ideals. Whether good or bad, the prefect does not understand, he does not understand."

"When you are obsessed with your own career and move towards a goal, you can't feel the passage of time or the changes in the environment."

"I had to send him away. The Anonymous smelled him and followed him. To ensure the smooth implementation of the plan, today is the last day..."

"Today, I have to drill down, I want to take a look at the center of the earth."

Judas didn't know, and there were many things that were unclear.

The alliance uses pure interests to win people's hearts and build an immortal secret association, which is the core demand of most alliance cadres.

But on the eve of the faction of the Immortal League of Life, the collapse of the

——That’s not what his three life-protecting feathers think.

When Judas was weak and powerless, the platform zero of the Mad Butterfly Holy Church was uprooted by the Anonymous. Goria Sebastian had already set up a new mountain, and seemed to have been waiting for this day.
To be continued...