Chapter 462: Chen Changfeng’s Test
After I arranged for Queen Secret Heart to appease the frightened earth dragons, I quickly ran towards the top of the city.
After walking only half way, he saw the Lord of Fusui City standing on the top of the city looking at the entire city.
Below the city wall, Zhang Sanfen and the fat Lord Sima were discussing something in a low voice. When they saw me coming, they immediately said hello to me.
Only then did I remember that Zhang Sanfen was still in an out-of-body state.
It's just that his soul is extremely condensed, and at first glance he looks no different from ordinary people.
I looked at the Lord of the City of Wasted Death standing above my head, saluted Lord Sima again, and said, "Sir Sima."
"Is the Secret Bureau preparing to run the City of Wasted Death?"
Lord Sima nodded slightly and said, "Suppress Evil. The team's mission has been completed. You can now return to Wucuru Road Base at any time. Director Wei Wuguo will take care of you and give you the title of Suppressing Evil Team."
Zhang Sanfen said softly: "Where is the Buddha's Fury Team? "
According to the previous plan, there should be a demon-suppressing envoy and an elite team to reinforce us.
As a result, we have been fighting in Fushou City for so long, but we haven't seen any reinforcements coming.
If Queen Secret Heart hadn't come with hundreds of earth dragons for reinforcements, to be honest, the two old gods plus the four prison lords might have knocked us down.
Lord Sima looked complicated and said in a low voice: "The Buddha's Fury Team and the Southern Yunnan Demon Suppressor have entered the Hell of Punishment."
Speaking of the Hell of Punishment, I immediately thought of the guy with the voice of a baby.
That guy joined forces with several prison masters and led hundreds of thousands of evil spirits to try to retake the Curseless Road base.
But if the Buddha's Fury Team and the Southern Yunnan Demon Suppressor don't come to reinforce us, why are we going to the Hell of Punishment?
Zhang Sanfen pondered for a moment and said, "The Hell of Punishment is closer to the Divine Realm than the City of Wasted Death." "
What? Is it possible that the Secret Bureau is also preparing to build a base in the Hell of Punishment?"
Lord Sima shook his head, and he explained: "The City of Wasted Death is The teacher has been in business for decades, so we are qualified to build a bridgehead in Fushou City to monitor and deter the emergence of the old gods." "
There are no conditions for building a base in the Hell of Punishment. As for the Buddha's Fury Team and the Southern Yunnan Demon Suppressor Why didn't the envoy provide reinforcements to you..." "
The news I received is that there is a portal to the God's Domain in the Hell of Punishment. The Demon Envoy of South Yunnan Suppression likes to play with explosives. This time he brought hundreds of kilograms of explosives and wanted to completely destroy them. Blow up this passage!"
Okay.
If we can really blow up the passage between the Punishment Hell and the Divine Realm, it should be able to cut off the soul pollution from the Divine Realm to the eighteen levels of hell.
Moreover, it’s not that the Fonu Squadron and the Yunnan Demon Suppressor didn’t leave any manpower behind to respond to us, it’s just that the Gannan Demon Suppressor and the Buddhist monk who were left behind died in the battle here.
I threw these trivial details behind my mind and asked quickly: "Master Sima, what does the secret bureau mean?"
"Are you going to defend the city in vain?"
Master Sima nodded and said: "Middle-earth needs time, no matter what The Cursed Road Base also needs time!"
"From the current point of view, blowing up the passage to the Hell of Punishment and holding the City of Wasted Death can buy time for the Middle-earth!"
Zhang Sanfen said angrily: "Nonsense!"
"The City of Wasted Death is just that. A dead city!"
"This place has no supplies, no backup! There is no infrastructure! Relying on these simple rune defenses and hundreds of manpower, as long as there are more than three old gods, you will all be annihilated!"
"Who gave this order?"
Master Sima straightened his waist slightly and said seriously: "The battle plan was personally issued by Bureau Chief Wei Wuguo of the Secret Bureau!"
I couldn't help but say, "You will die!"
"And even if you die, It's a waste of time to defend the city!"
Zhang Sanfen and I have the same view.
What if there are more than three hundred demon-suppressing soldiers, even if they are all elite?
So what if all the light and shadow rune protection systems in the City of Death are activated?
In two or three days, the old gods will make a full comeback. When the time comes, the city of Fu Shi will be like a sandwich biscuit! Not only will they face the attacks of the old gods, but they also have to be careful of the evil ghosts who were defeated from the Uncursed Road Base!
Three hundred demon-suppressing soldiers?
Not to mention three hundred, even three thousand can't be defended!
Lord Sima looked at the two of us meaningfully. After a while, he said softly: "Don't I know that we can't defend the city of vain death?" "
But there are some things that you have to do even if you know you will die! Just because We are soldiers!"
My heart was shocked.
War will definitely kill people.
Whether it's at the Curseless Road base or in the City of Fushun.
Folk exorcists can choose to retreat and give up many places in order to avoid death.
But the demon-suppressing soldiers in Middle-earth cannot.
That's why the Fo Wrath Team and the Southern Yunnan Demon Suppressor entered the Hell of Punishment.
That's why Lord Sima is ready to defend the city of Fusi.
As Master Sima said, war is like this.
Sometimes even though you know you will die, you still have to carry out the tasks assigned by the superiors!
The three of us fell silent.
After a while, I said bitterly: "I don't understand the meaning of this military order. The city of Fusi can't stop the old gods at all. The only consequence for you staying here is to be killed by the old gods, or be killed by evil spirits." Kill the ghosts!"
"In this case, why not preserve the living force and rely on the Curseless Road base to guard the door for the old gods to enter the Yang world?"
Lord Sima did not answer, but heard the lonely voice of the city lord who died in vain above his head. .
"The reason is very simple. China cannot trust me."
I felt my eyelids twitching twice. In an instant, all my previous doubts were gone!
I see!
Wei Wuguo believed that the death of the city lord was in vain!
Actually, if I think about it carefully, I can understand Wei Wuguo's concerns.
As one of the top executives in Middle-earth, he is also the leader of the team in charge of the Uncursed Road Demon Suppression Force.
Wei Wuguo must know the news that Chen Changfeng escaped into the eighteenth level of hell with three souls and seven souls.
But Chen Changfeng escaped into the eighteenth level of hell for too long, for decades.
These decades have been a time of great changes, and anything can happen.
Will Chen Changfeng be eroded by resentment and become an evil spirit filled with resentment?
Will he be contaminated by his soul and become a believer of the old gods?
Could it be that he is mentally distorted and has been a ghost for so long that he has forgotten his mission here?
To be honest, Wei Wuguo must have thought about whether such a thing would happen.
Therefore, he could not believe that the death of the city lord, Chen Changfeng, was in vain!
But he had to use this chess piece that had been dormant for decades.
Master Sima led three hundred demon-suppressing soldiers to defend the city of Fusi. Actually, he wanted to give Chen Changfeng a chance.
Let’s see if Chen Changfeng has forgotten the oath he swore under the red flag!
If Chen Changfeng was still the same Chen Changfeng decades ago, and had gone through disasters without changing his original intention, Wei Wuguo would have dared to bring Chen Changfeng back to China.
Defending the City of Waste to Death is a test for Chen Changfeng, the lord of City of Waste to Death!
(End of chapter)