The intersection of the northern border between the Bactria Empire and the Principality of Issa.
The vast mountain peaks are winding endlessly.
The Palmi Mountains are like a proud giant dragon, continuously circling for thousands of kilometers.
Heavy snowflakes were falling in the sky, and as far as the eye could see, there was a blanket of white snow.
Due to its proximity to the pole, it is covered with ice and snow most of the year.
Except for a handful of ice and snow monsters wandering here, basically no other creatures can survive.
On the edge of a steep cliff, Hassen, wearing a gray trench coat, sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain.
No matter how violent the wind and snow, he remained unmoved.
In front of him stood a newly built tomb.
Thick snow has already covered the loess on the tomb, and the two logs are crossed in the shape of a cross, making it look very desolate and solemn.
"teacher......"
At this moment, Hassen took off his bronze mask and held a crumpled paper crane tightly in his hand.
"Just have a good rest here..."
Gently place the paper crane in front of Grandma Ya's grave.
Hassen clasped his hands together and bowed his head in worship.
"You said that this world is not perfect, but I have the right to choose..."
Gritting his teeth, Hassen lowered his head and sighed: "You are right..."
"I, in fact, have already made my choice!"
Slowly raising his head, his slightly darkened skin was vividly illuminated by the white snow in the sky.
"Subvert the rules of the original Night Watch world, completely dominate and transform this dirty world, judge the guilty, redeem the poor souls, so that there is no longer any ground for tragedy, and everything can return to its original point...
"
"This is my choice!"
Narrowing his eyes, Hassen's expression was full of hope and hatred.
It's not like they are the same person.
"The view and scenery here are very good, just stay here and take a good look..."
"Watch me change this hateful world!"
The wind and snow whizzed past the cliffs on the top of the mountain, making a whining cry.
The paper crane on the tomb was inexplicably blown up, and flew into the sky along with the biting cold wind.
The souls of the dead heroes go to heaven, and the people left behind are still troubled.
Many things remain unchanged.
It cannot be changed easily...
"team leader......"
A soft call came from behind, and Nimu, who had her twin tails tied up, approached cautiously.
Suddenly startled, Hasen quickly put away his moved expression and slowly put on his mask.
"What's the matter? Tell me!"
"The latest news came from Longdu..."
Bowing and bowing, Nimu reported in a low voice: "Luo Hou has used mental toxins to sneak attack An Gufeng's granddaughter, causing her to fall into coma. The task was completed smoothly, but..."
"Just what?" Hassen said in a deep voice.
"In order to cover Luo Hou's evacuation, Bai En was attacked by the Fengdu Divine Martial Body, and finally chose to commit suicide..."
There was silence for a long time.
Still sitting in front of Grandma Ya's grave, Hasen didn't react at all.
"Captain, you..." Nimu called softly.
"You're pretty smart, you know what's important and what's important..."
Still not looking back, Hazen murmured and asked: "Does Byrne have any family members?"
"I have a seventeen-year-old daughter!"
Nodding, Nim responded: "Now living in New York City, Ocean Federation..."
"Send a sum of money to her daughter to ensure that this girl will have enough food and clothing in the next few years!"
Hassen ordered coldly.
"yes!"
Obediently bowing and obeying the order, Nim didn't dare to have the slightest intention of disobeying her.
After a while, she secretly raised her head and looked at the man in front of her with eyes filled with fanatical reverence.
"Captain, can we start the original plan?"
"Not enough..."
Shaking his head, Hassen said in a deep voice: "They are just descendants of a night watchman family. The chips in our hands are far from enough..."
After pondering for a moment, Hassen looked back and said, "I think it's time to contact Shadow!"
With a look of astonishment on her face, Nimu couldn't help but take two steps back.
Codename "Shadow"——
He was a spy placed by the Apostle of Judgment in the Longdu War Preparedness Department in his early years.
Fast forward more than ten years, and Hassen has never contacted him proactively!
The purpose is not to affect this guy's lurking, so that when necessary, he can give the Longdu War Preparedness Department a heavy blow.
Obviously, he thinks the time has come!
"Let him create an opportunity to severely injure Dragon City War God Beigong Mu!"
Narrowing his eyes, Hasen said sinisterly: "There is no need to kill the opponent. With his strength, he can't do that. Just let Bei Gong Mu be seriously injured. Even if it is a missing arm or leg, in short, as long as it is to weaken the opponent's combat effectiveness."
For the purpose, any means can be used!”
"Yes! But after so many years, will the shadow..." Nimu said a little worried.
"No need to worry about this!"
With a smile, Hassen murmured.
"I know him better than you do. He hates the Great Xia Empire as much as I do. Even if we let him die, he will never truly surrender to the Longdu War Preparation Department!"
Now that the matter is over, Nimu doesn't say anything more.
In her heart, Hassan is the omnipotent god.
What the captain says is never false!
As long as you do what he wants, there won't be any problems!
Beep beep beep...
The communication device on my wrist suddenly sent out a continuous signal.
Raising her hand to look, Nimu's face suddenly changed and she quickly asked for instructions: "Captain, it's a call from Zhongshan Group..."
"Hmph! It's that damn bug again!"
With a helpless sigh, Hassen stood up slowly and came to Nimu's side.
"Connect the communication!"
"yes!"
Press the device on your wrist, and a holographic projection light curtain suddenly rises!
In the projection, a thin man wearing a traditional kimono is coughing violently.
"Cough cough cough..."
After finally stopping his coughing, the man's face turned extremely pale and he smiled slightly.
"Long time no see, Mr. Hassen..."
Glancing at the man in the projection, Hassen sneered: "Mr. Zhongshan's face is not very good. You seem to be running out of time..."
Zhongshan Yizhi——
The sun never sets, the chairman of the Royal Chamber of Commerce of the Empire, and the richest man in the world.
Its subsidiary Zhongshan Group owns more than 70% of the magnetic gold veins in the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets.
Hundreds of the world's top technology patents are listed in his name.
Even the royal family of the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets would still give this rich man a piece of cake!
Who would have thought that the world's most famous richest man, a famous philanthropist and entrepreneur, would be inextricably related to the person who judged the apostles!
"I don't need to worry about my health..."
Smiling slightly, a hint of cunning flashed across Nakayama Yoshichi's sickly face.
"What I want to ask is, haven't all the remains of the Chosen Son been collected yet?"
"Where can anything be so easy?"
With a cold smile, Hasen said disdainfully: "The national night watchmen of the Great Xia Empire are not vegetarians. Everything needs to be considered in the long term..."
After a pause, Hasen suddenly changed the topic: "On the other hand, Mr. Zhongshan, the funds for the activities that were promised to me earlier should be received soon, right?"
"Three more brothers were killed here, and their families need to get corresponding compensation!"
The eyes of Yoshichi Nakayama in the projection became inexplicably cold.
After a while, he slowly returned to normal.
"No problem, I will immediately arrange for someone to transfer the money to you..."
With a slight smile, Nakayama Yoshichi reminded: "I hope Mr. Hasen will not forget the agreement between you and me..."
"Of course!"
Nodding, Hassen glanced at Nimue.
The communication between the two parties was immediately interrupted!
"Dirty bugs..."
Narrowing his eyes, Hassen said coldly: "When I collect all the body parts, your death will not be far away!"
The cold wind blew across the top of the mountain.
The biting cold spread, and with the blessing of the wind and snow, it drifted to the distant horizon...
At this moment, the sun never sets in the Empire, which is tens of thousands of kilometers away.
The fair-skinned Nakayama Yoshichi also slowly put down the holographic projection communication device.
The rickety old butler stood beside him with an indifferent expression.
There was a knock on the door.
The young nurse slowly walked into the room carrying a tray.
"Club, President...it's time to apply medicine..."
When she walked in front of Nakayama Yoshitomo, the nurse was trembling with inexplicable fear.
Skillfully, he took out the medical syringe and sucked a light yellow medicine from the medicine bottle.
Nakayama Yoshizhi stretched out his white arms and approached the nurse with an expressionless face.
Da~!
With a crisp sound.
The needle of the medical syringe was unable to penetrate Nakayama Yoshichi's skin at all...
"I'm so sorry! It's all my fault!"
The young nurse fell to her knees, her liver and gallbladder split apart, and she kept kowtowing to beg for mercy.
"Please wait a moment! I'm going to change..."
"Why bother?"
Grabbing the nurse's long hair, Nakayama Yoshichi plunged the syringe into her neck with his backhand!
All the light yellow medicine was injected into the nurse's body.
The young nurse immediately rolled her eyes and her graceful body struggled wildly.
Her limbs were supported on the ground and stood up high, her posture was so weird that she didn't look like a living person at all...
Watching all this with cold eyes, Nakayama Yoshichi silently stretched out his right hand.
The five open fingers turned into slender tentacles, and the end of each tentacle was covered with ferocious mouthparts!
The strange tentacles quickly wrapped around the nurse's body, and the five mouthparts severely pierced several major arteries on her body.
Grunt, grunt...
The blood in the nurse's body was sucked out, and she gradually turned into a shriveled corpse!
He let out a long sigh of satisfaction.
Nakayama Yoshichi's originally sickly complexion slowly turned a little red.
"Stupid Palmy residue..."
He closed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself: "The words of a madman are indeed not worthy of trust..."
"Do you think we need to give these guys a beating?" the old housekeeper lowered his head and asked respectfully.
"That's not necessary!"
"They think they are hunters, but in fact they are just chess pieces!"
Shaking his head gently, Nakayama Yoshichi's sickly face was full of confidence.
"There are people arranged by me among the Judgment Apostles. We just need to wait for all the remains of the Chosen Son to be collected..."
Looking down at his hands, Nakayama Yoshichi smiled and said: "At that time, no one can stop me!"
He glanced at the lifeless mummy on the floor.
Nakayama Yoshichi said with disdain: "They are just a bunch of ridiculous and humble anti-social lunatics. No matter how powerful they are, they are just human beings who will grow old, sick and die..."
"With a lifespan of only a few decades, even if you have the ability to control monsters, compared with the vast nature, it is nothing but a small and fragile existence..."
With a ferocious and ferocious expression on his face, Nakayama Yoshitomo stepped on the shriveled corpse, shook his head and sneered.
"It's really as small and fragile as a grain of dust..."