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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Seven: They Lost Their Glory

"This is the whole process of the Imperial Bank robbery."

In the technical room of Zone 11, a certain video is playing on the huge electronic screen. It is the entire process of the robbery recorded from the perspective of the surveillance camera.

The magical light flashed, and all kinds of miraculous scenes were staged in the picture. People who don’t know thought this was a clip of a fantasy movie.

"Do these magicians still work as superheroes? Justice's partner?" Eric stood beside Mark and complained.

“Based on what witnesses of the bank robbery heard, those people called it… an exam.”

"Exam?" Bruce on the other side widened his eyes and said incredibly, "Take solving bank robbery against terrorists as an exam?"

"It sounds like an angel education for NS (terrorist organization)." Eric teased.

"They will only let the child carry a suicide attack with explosive bags, but they will not stop the crime." Mark retorted, staring at the screen with his eyes tightly.

"Don't look at these supernatural forces with our worldview. You have seen the Taishanfu Junsheng sacrifice performed by Abe Seimei of the East Country. It is possible that the dead will be resurrected. It is just a bank robbery. They may look like children playing house."

"Based on this scene, the magical organizations we have guessed before can be basically verified. They have a complete education system of new forces, which is precisely the symbol of a powerful force."

Everyone nodded thoughtfully.

"Do you need to check the identities of these children?" Bruce said.

"It's useless. Magic should be set up on the mask. The kaleidoscope cannot match it at all. Witnesses said they heard the name of the person, but when they said it, they were spitting out garbled codes. They had already made complete preparations, but the point was not here. The most important thing is what they wanted to express to us."

Mark stared at the one-eyed strong man after the screen was frozen, with a strong temperament and iron-blooded temperament. He stood in a military posture and was obviously of a military origin.

"What did you express to us?" Bruce was a little confused.

Not only that, Eric on one side also had this expression.

"That's right."

Mark's eyes were shining with a brilliance, and he was obviously in a state.

"This mysterious magic organization exists in this world for at least thousands of years, but no clue has been left in history. It is impossible that this so-called assessment will be exposed to our eyes just because of this so-called assessment.

There are countless forms of testing combat effectiveness, but they chose to solve criminal incidents and deal with terrorists as a means of testing because the opponent is ready-made, is this more convenient?"

(The man surnamed Grindelwald who decided to evaluate the project: Yes, yes, it's just a matter of ease.)

"Obviously impossible," Mark said affirmatively. "And, there are so many crimes in the country, why do you choose the Empire State Building, which is the most concerned? Why don't you erase the memories of those witnesses? Is it because you can't forget the magic?"

(A man with Bradley's surname: Yes, I won't.)

After a pause, Mark said firmly.

"They deliberately exposed themselves to our sight and convey some information to us."

Then, under the skeptical eyes, he raised his hand and pointed at President Kimbradre on the screen, with a glimmer of confidence in his eyes.

"There is only one truth, just in this only man without any appearance!"

quiet--

The technical room was silent, Eric looked at Mark with a tremor and admiration. At this moment, he seemed to be covered with a layer of light, which was the blessing of the God of Wisdom!

Bruce on one side lowered his head and thought about it. The more he thought about Mark's words, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his hair stood up and was a little creepy. He nodded and admired Mark.

"You're right, Mark, this is not just an ordinary exam, can you tell so many things from these clues?"

"It's worthy of you."

Then, he turned his gaze to the president and touched his chin and pondered.

"Then...what is this person conveying?"

"Look at his standing posture, it is the military posture engraved in his DNA, and his demeanor and look. This person must be a soldier, and he has been on the battlefield."

Mark said affirmatively.

Bruce's pupils contracted violently.

"Soldier? You mean..."

As if organizing language, Mark remained silent for a moment, and then continued.

"When the Yin-Yang School in the East Kingdom was opened, I discussed with Nie Li that these supernatural forces did not exclude official forces as we initially thought, and even in some countries they still maintained a very good way of cooperation with the officials."

"So...why...the supernatural forces that exist in Britania are so hiding and rejecting official forces..."

Bruce seemed to have thought of something, rubbed his fingers, thinking.

Mark continued with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Based on my discussion with Nie Li, we made an assumption, perhaps because of betrayal."

"Betray?" Eric widened his eyes, a little surprised.

Mark nodded and continued to look at Bradley.

"And this person just confirmed my guess. According to the information we learned before, that magic organization cannot be an organization of a militarized system. So, where is the soldier of this person?"

Bruce thought of the Yin-Yang Lao in the East Country, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes were shining.

"It's us, or Britania or Britania's predecessor, that the Kingdom of Britain once worked with this mysterious magical organization."

“Your thoughts are still as quick as ever.”

Mark praised, staring at Kimbradrey tightly.

"It is very likely that he has participated in our army, not just him. We once had an army of magicians, just like the Onmyoji in the Eastern Kingdom, specifically used to deal with supernatural forces.

But... this army has no relevant records in our military system. Before that, I even asked someone to search for the earliest paper materials I could find, but I still found nothing. Perhaps it was because the time was too long, or perhaps the army we assumed did not exist at all, but... I tend to..."

"It was us, or, in other words, those Britannians of the past erased all information about this army."

Iris murmured along Mark's logic, "But...if our assumption is true, why is that?"

“Because of fear.”

Bruce looked at Kimbradre with deep eyes.

"There are not many such things happening in history. Eric, the Templars, wasn't it because of their overly powerful power that they were afraid of the French king at that time, and were framed and imprisoned and tried.

If our assumptions were true, in the past we had an army of magicians, which might not be large in number, but it would definitely be a terrifying force, terrifying to the point that the people in power could not control.

Perhaps, as Mark assumed, one day, or the minions of the abyss that had been left in this world in the past were completely removed by this army, the people in power designed to betray them, and perhaps even united the power of the abyss. Believe me, Eric, the people in power in the past were far more dirty than you imagined.

This army suffered a great blow, and was seriously injured, and even wiped out the entire army. Look at the blindfold on this head, perhaps the injury left by that betrayal."

Hearing the sound, Eric and Markziqi looked at Kimbradra's eye mask, with a flash of splendor in their eyes, and they were almost certain of their assumption.

In fact, Mark even gave a deep brain to the eye mask.

"It should be insignificant to recover an eye with the power of magic, but he did not, but kept the injury as a warning and shame!"

"He is a real warrior."

Bruce said in admiration, but then he said with a gloomy face.

"But the brave men who protect humans and fight against monsters in this way will eventually be betrayed by the people they guard. They are simply because of the ridiculous fear and fear of the people in power, and he, or them, have lost their glory..."
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