Outside the Third Institute, an Ishbar man came.

The Ishbars have a little dark skin.

Although Ishubar's skin is darker than that of the Yamesteris and even the New People, the Ishubar's skin is darker, and it looks like it has been exposed to the sun for years.

However, when this dark skin is combined with the twisted and hideous face of the Ishbar people, it looks like a fire-smelling face, the darkness turns from the result of the sun to the color of the darkness in the world!

"Is it here?" Looking at the door sign of the Third Institute written on the door, the Ishbar people looked deep and full of murderous intent: "Prayer Yi, I'm here to find you!"

The hard voice was filled with indescribable hatred and pain.

"Who are you? This is not a place to play!" A guard at the Third Institute who saw the Ishbar people stepped forward and asked.

Since the Central Command was bombed not long ago, a battle occurred not far from the Third Institute, so the guards were like frightened birds. Anyone who saw that they could go forward to ask about their identity.

But he asked the wrong person. The Ishbar man in front of him was not an existence he could ask about!

"My?" Turning his head to look at the approaching guards. His hideous and distorted face scared the guards. After stopping the approaching steps, the Ishbars exerted force and suddenly rushed to the front of the guards, grabbing the guards' head: "I am the Avenger who is despised by God, and came for revenge! Tell me, where is the prayer Yi!"

The guards wanted to struggle, but the Ishbar man's hand only exerted force, causing him to lose his ability to resist in pain, and he shouted: "Prayer Yi? I don't know who that is?"

"You don't know the prayer Yi?" The eyes of the Ishbar people became dangerous: "The prayer Yi Taoist, the butcher of Ishbar! Would you not know?"

As he spoke, the force on the Ishbar people's hands became even stronger, causing the guards to unconsciously widen their eyes and protrude their eyes, as if they were about to squeeze the eyes out of their sockets.

"Yi Taoist? Yi Taoist I know! I know! Don't kill me!"

"Oh? Where is he now?" The guards' words made the Ishbars' hands slightly loosen.

"After Yi Daoren betrayed the army, he seemed to be dead..."

"What did you say? He is dead?!" The hand holding the guards' head used strength again, making the guards unable to make a sound in the moment of pain.

Seeing this, the Ishbars slammed their mouths and let go of their hands slightly.

He also wanted to ask more things, but if he accidentally killed someone, he would be hard to ask!

But, is Taoist Yi really dead?

The Ishbar people's eyes became a little confused.

After so many years, he gave up the name given to him by God and his parents and studied the alchemy that was despised by God in order to seek revenge on Dao Ren Yi. If Dao Ren Yi really dies, who else will he seek to seek revenge?

"Yi Daoren is indeed dead, but Pride Yi is still alive! He looks very similar to Yi Daoren, and seems to be Yi Daoren's brother!" Seeing that the Ishbar people let go of their hands, the guards who were worried about angering the Ishbar people said everything they knew.

"Pride Yi?" The Ishbar people frowned.

"Bob...Who are you? Let Bob go!" Another guard saw the Ishbar people, and also saw the Ishbar people put their hands on the head of the guards. So he quickly asked, and whispered behind him: "Everyone come out quickly! Someone is causing trouble here!"

"Trouble stuff..." The thoughtful gaze suddenly became cold, and then the hand holding the guard's head suddenly exploded into a bright blue reaction.

"Bang!" The guards' heads exploded as if they were stuffed, and red and white filth scattered all over the ground, and they were stained with the Ishbar people!

"Bob!" The guards who appeared behind widened their eyes, then pulled out the gun from their waist with a ferocious look on their faces, ready to shoot.

With sharp eyes, the Ishbars were ready to dodge.

But before he could take action, a black shadow suddenly appeared at the feet of the guards and swallowed it!

"This is the transformation of destruction, right? Why do you?"

A cold figure sounded behind the Ishbar people. When they turned around, they saw a figure who was neither tall nor short, neither strong nor thin, frowning and looking at him.

"Who are you?" The Ishbar man felt a strong sense of crisis in the seemingly ordinary figure, as if he was not facing a person, but a beast that could devour everything!

Gleed!

Gleed came to the Third Institute to carry out the task of "Mr. Father" trying to carve the blood marks of the land refining formation in the Central City.

The Third Research Institute, and even other research institutes, are the nodes for the Central City’s land refining array!

Perhaps, the original purpose of "Master Father" was not the entire Armestres, but just the Central City, the original St. Trale.

But as time went by and after discovering the possibility of becoming a god, "Master Father" gave up manufacturing land and refining it in the Central City, changing its goal to the entire Armesteris, and planning it for hundreds or thousands of years!

"You should answer my question first, human." Glid slowly walked to the Ishbar people and looked at the Ishbar people's left hand: "Where did the destruction of your right hand come from?"

"This is my brother's research. Where did you know the destruction and refinement?" The Ishbar man looked at Glid and thumped his right finger slightly.

He had an impulse, an impulse to press his right hand on Gleed and destroy Gleed!

"Is that... Ishbar people... Taoist Yi only portrayed the creation and destruction on his arms after Ishbar's return..." After pondering for a moment, Glid's mouth curled: "Pred Yi is Taoist Yi. I know that destruction is refined because his right hand also has destruction."

"Where is he??" asked the Ishbar man with wide eyes.

"We should be coming to Central City soon, and you can meet him at that time." After that, Glid passed over the Ishbars and walked towards the Third Institute.

"etc……"

A dark shadow flew past, forming a dark curtain and blocked the Ishbars outside. Glid said: "Humans, your enemy is Pride Yi, so you just need to find Pride Yi."

The Ishbar people, who were stopped by the shady curtain, looked at the shady curtain and felt as if they were staring at the abyss that they could not escape, and could not move again.

"Are alchemists? Is this the power of those alchemists who are despised by God?" Deep disgust and hatred arose in the hearts of the Ishbar people: "Alchemists are the most important borers in this world!"

On the outskirts of Central City, the former presidential residence has now become the new office location of the Central Military Department.

Simply, the President's mansion is large enough to be more than enough as an office location.

"Madam Bradley!" In the conference room, a soldier with the rank of major general said to Mrs. Bradley, who was sitting in the main seat of Kim Bradley, who had once sat: "Please mourn. In the explosion attack planned by the anti-system organization, the entire Central Command disappeared from the ground, and no trace of the President has been found yet. The President is likely...it is likely to have died!"

"Is that true..." Mrs. Bradley's face was very haggard, her eyes were covered with blood and red and swollen, but her tone was still stable: "What about the others?"

There was no questioning or asking to continue searching for Kim Bradley, but this did not mean that Mrs. Bradley was not worried about her husband.

Several officers sitting close to Mrs. Bradley could clearly see that Mrs. Bradley was pulling the towel on her hand hard, and the color of her hands became extremely pale with excessive force!

She was not not worried, but she just didn't want to show her worries, adding trouble to the officers present who were already worried about the blowout of the Central Command!

She is the wife of Kim Bradley, the wife of President Armestris, and she must show a calm manner that suits her identity!

"Dongdongdongdong..."

Suddenly, I remembered the knock on the door, and then the door of the conference room was opened directly.

The officers in the conference room all looked at him with unpleasant eyes.

They haven't agreed to open the door yet, and now the door is opened. Isn't this ignoring them?

"If there is nothing important, that rude guy will go to a remote place to hone in what politeness means!" they thought so.

But after seeing who the person who opened the door was, they were stunned.

Lieutenant General?!

"Lt. G. Gulaman? Why are you here in Central?" The Major General who had previously reported to Mrs. Bradley's situation with wide eyes.

Lieutenant General Gulaman?! Isn’t that the supreme leader of the Eastern Army?

Hearing the major general's words, the other officers also widened their eyes.

At the same time, the eyes of some officers who knew that some shameless Xin Mi flashed.

"I rushed over after I received the news that the Central Command was bombed... Now, who can explain it?" She glanced like a jackal, but more majestic, like a tiger, and finally stopped on Mrs. Bradley: "Mrs. Bradley, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years after we parted, right? But at this time, I'm not in the mood to chat with you for the time being, and I believe that the wife is the same. I don't know how the President is doing?"

"There are still no traces of Your Excellency the President. If there is no accident, Your Excellency the President may be in great danger..." It was still the major general who spoke.

This is not to say that the major general wants to interfere in his affairs and make a decision on behalf of Mrs. Bradley, but the major general is a little reluctant to say this thing that has made her suffer.

"Is this true..." After a deep look at Mrs. Bradley, Lieutenant General Gulaman said in a deep voice: "Now, maintain the stability of the Central City, and do other things step by step! I have brought soldiers from the Eastern Army. You need you to cooperate with me. Please prepare!"

"This...is a little bad, right?" An officer expressed the thoughts of everyone present.

However, after the officer finished speaking, Lieutenant General Gulaman glared at him with a fierce and majestic look as if he was rich, wolf, tiger and leopard: "What's wrong with it? Isn't it good to maintain the stability of the Central City?"

"Your Eastern Army..."

"Enough! The most important thing now is to safeguard the people so that they can feel at ease!" Mrs. Bradley interrupted the officer who was defending her, stood up, stared at Lieutenant General Gulaman with some complex eyes for a moment, and lowered her head and said, "This time, I will trouble Lieutenant General Gulaman to take charge of the Central City. Both the President and I agree with your abilities very much. I believe you will definitely handle the matters of the Central City!"

Blinking, Lieutenant General Gulaman made a salute gesture: "Of course! I promise as my soldier!"

"Please..."

On the edge of the depression after the Central Command was blown up, the Yamesteris soldiers who were maintaining order suddenly found a group of soldiers wearing some different clothes from them, but obviously also Yamesteris uniforms were lined up in neat lines and quickly approaching!

"Stop! Who are you?!" An officer with the rank of captain immediately stepped forward to stop him.

Although they belong to Armestris, the various military headquarters are not so friendly, and this direct intervention in their military headquarters, and even after their headquarters is blown up, is definitely what they hate the most.

"The Northern Army, Major General Armstrong is here to protect the ruins of the Central Command!" An officer with a moshy dry head and strong like a bear came forward and handed out a document.

"Northern Military Headquarters? Our Central Military Headquarters does not need people from the Northern Military Headquarters to protect this place..."

"This is the order of the Major General. Captain, please obey the order!" A gentry with snow-proof glasses, dark skin and gray hair came to the captain of the Central Military Department and said lightly: "Please don't cause trouble for us and you. As soldiers, we just need to obey the order."

"But we are the Central Military Department..."

"What's wrong with the Central Military Department? Are you not a soldier of Armestris? Do you want to disobey my orders?" A cold voice sounded like the cold wind in the polar regions. Then, Ovilia Mira Armstrong, with golden hair spread out, slowly stepped forward to the captain of the Central Military Department, and stared indifferently.

"This...that...I need to ask the commander for instructions!" Although I felt like I was staring at by a tiger and a beast, the captain of the Central Military Department insisted on expressing his thoughts.

A hint of admiration flashed through his eyes, Ovilia Mira Armstrong nodded and said, "I allow you to do this. But I will only give you ten minutes!"

"I'll go and ask for instructions right away!" After a military salute, the captain of the Central Army immediately ran to the Central Army unit surrounding the ruins of the Central Command.

"I didn't expect that there were still a few eggs in the Central Military Department..."

"Bacania, pay attention to your words." After glaring coldly at the captain of the Northern Army, Ovilia Mira Armstrong looked at the Central Army's troops and said in a deep voice: "Although the Central Army has begun to deteriorate, we cannot deny that there are good talents among them."

"I understand, Major General!" Bacania was nervous.

Seeing that Bacania admitted her mistake, Ovilia Mira Armstrong looked at the Northern Military Chief again: "Myers, does Mastan and the others have any news?"

"They are already on the way here. If nothing unexpected happens, Mastan and Hornheim will arrive here with Pride Yi in about three hours!"

"Is that..." Ovilia Mira Armstrong nodded, then curled up his lips: "Prepare the firepower and knock down the group of mice hiding under the ground at one time."

"yes!"
Chapter completed!