Elven History Song

No one in the school could understand what had just happened. This is no longer in line with the guidelines of the dark world: wars related to the dark world will never be easily shown in the light world. To be honest, Ling Aohan didn't have a good way to deal with this matter. As a last resort, he could even burn this place to the ground and let all the insiders of this matter disappear from the world. Of course, that's only a last resort measure.

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"All this is just my speculation so far." Ling Aohan slowly explained while looking at the people present, "But this action of the eagle is a good proof. Under normal circumstances, those who passed the previous one, that is, the first The organization of the Dark World War cannot be our enemy, but now the eagle is openly hunting me. On the other hand, my subordinate Natasha, the intelligence network she established with her own hands has been artificially destroyed, and the most important links in it have been artificially destroyed. Completely out of control. I learned through my intelligence network that the culprits of this matter are five organizations. The specific names can be ignored. They should all be... dead by now."

After speaking, Natasha's voice came through Ling Aohan's headphones.

"Master, those five organizations have been completely wiped out, and the destroyed intelligence network has been repaired."

"Thank you for your hard work. Is there anything unusual?"

"Will and I are fine, but Sarah..."

Speaking of this, Natasha paused

"When Sarah was annihilating the Phantom, she was attacked by the Shark who was ambushing there. Although she successfully annihilated the Phantom, she was injured in many places by people from the Shark organization. She is currently treating the wounds in the infirmary at home."

Before Natasha finished speaking, the priest had already handed the box to Ling Aohan. The faint light from the candles on the candlesticks around the church illuminated the shock on everyone's faces, but it could not illuminate the shadow on Ling Aohan's face at this time.

"I understand, where are they?"

Ling Aohan's tone was without any warmth or emotion, but the heartbeats of everyone in the church began to speed up unconsciously. They clearly felt that a tangible murderous aura was eroding their backs.

"There is no sign of moving from the third floor to the twelfth floor of the xx building."

"I understand. Take care of Sarah, and I'll let those bastards know the consequences of daring to hurt my family."

Ling Aohan picked up the box handed over by the priest and took out the sword from the box. The blue magic circle disappeared together with the soul fire, and Ling Aohan transformed into Gabriel again and sat there.

The soul fire ignited from his whole body in an instant, and was extinguished from his whole body in just one frame. When it was extinguished, Ling Aohan disappeared like a ghost.

If anyone else had witnessed the scene just now, they would even wonder if Ling Aohan had been sitting there.

This is Ling Aohan's teleportation skill, which allows Ling Aohan to appear anywhere, but there must be a target designated by Ling Aohan that needs to be killed near the place where he appears. Although Ling Aohan teleported many times in previous battles, they were all achieved by virtue of Ling Aohan's own extreme speed, not this skill. And under normal circumstances, Ling Aohan would only use this skill during an assassination. After the assassination was successful, he would use his own speed to teleport away from the scene again. There is an obvious feature when using this skill, that is, Ling Aohan's body will ignite the soul fire in an instant, and then he and the soul fire will disappear in an instant.

Xu Xuanye watched Ling Aohan leave and sighed.

"It's over, another organization that doesn't choose a good way to find death."

Ruan Guiqian also laughed a few times

"Haha...haha, the thing that Wang can't tolerate the most is those who hurt his family. Let me think about it, the organization that accidentally injured Sarah's ankle last time...it seems...all beheaded, and everyone's heads are placed on the The exhibition hall they opened..."

In the underground garage of the xx building, Ling Aohan appeared in a surveillance blind spot. He had returned to his normal appearance, holding the black suitcase in his hand.

Ling Aohan walked out of the underground garage as if nothing had happened. He was not worried that the AI ​​would find out that he had never entered the garage but walked out of it, because before he came, Natasha had already used her intelligence network to completely interfere with the surveillance here. , although there are still pictures on the surveillance, they are all fake, and even AI himself can't find any flaws.

Leaving the garage, Ling Aohan blended into the flow of people passing by the door of the building.

This is a privileged hotel, similar to the cafe that Ling Aohan often goes to. This place is only open to people with permissions, and as the level increases, the permissions will become higher and higher, and the services provided will get better and better. In this attack, the hotel did not participate because they had some contact with the dark world and had heard of Ling Aohan's name. Although they had never met him, they knew the token that proved his identity.

Before Sarah came, she had something to do with the manager. Her credentials as a member of the Seventh Division were a gold ring with a scimitar carved on it and seven feathers on each side.

While Sarah was injured and escaping, the manager deliberately shut down all the elevators and sealed off several key stairs. After Sarah escaped, the manager expected that someone would come for revenge.

Ling Aohan walked into the building, and a man in a black suit walked up.

"Mr. Ling, what can I do for you?"

Ling Aohan took out a ring from his pocket and handed it to him. It was a gold ring engraved with a skull biting a cross, flanked by three pairs of wings.

The man's expression changed suddenly when he saw the ring, and he immediately handed the ring back to Ling Aohan respectfully and carefully.

"this way please."

The man led Ling Aohan into the elevator behind the lobby. There were many elevators in operation in the elevator room, and the man bypassed them and walked directly inside.

Inside are two elevators that look very luxurious. The man took out a magnetic card from his suit jacket pocket and swiped it at the card slot next to the elevator. The red light next to it immediately turned into a green light. The elevator door slowly opened. It was not filled with various advertisements like ordinary elevators, but had metal walls like mirrors, wooden floors on the ground, and two potted plants placed in the two innermost corners.

"Mr. Ling, they are on the third to twelfth floors."

"I know, thanks for your hard work."

"Peace to you."

The man helped Ling Aohan press the button for the third floor and consciously left the elevator.

The elevator was very fast and I didn't feel any discomfort. After a while, the elevator door slowly opened, and Ling Aohan was already in the VIP elevator room on the third floor.

Ling Aohan stepped out of the elevator with his left foot, and the blue magic circle appeared under his feet. The fire of the soul swept through his body again. The moment he stepped out of the elevator with his other foot, he transformed into Gabriel again.

This building has a total of twenty-five floors. Each floor needs to meet the standards set here, whether it is status, power, or money. As long as it is reached, that floor will be open to you. The standard for the twelfth level, in terms of status, is the elite of a second-rate organization in the dark world or the leader of a third-rate organization, and it may be lower.

People trained by Ling Aohan are usually unlikely to be successfully attacked because their anti-detection and breath perception are too strong. Although Sarah was a little girl, she was strong enough to annihilate an entire second-rate organization on her own, so Ling Aohan had a doubt in his heart about what kind of sneak attack injured Sarah.

But when he first arrived at the underground garage here, he already understood that there were multiple successors here, and at least one of them had the ability to shield the aura.

But Ling Aohan no longer wants to think about who he is and who he inherits. He now wants to crush everyone here to ashes.

Ling Aohan contacted the manager through the earphone, tapped the earphone and used Morse code to tell the other party to stop all elevators and block all the stairs.

The manager's efficiency was also very fast. In less than three minutes, all elevators were out of service and all fire doors in the stairwells were blocked, leaving only the main staircase with the largest traffic volume. At this moment, the manager issued a notice through the broadcast on each floor

"Dear customers, we are very sorry. All elevators are currently out of service for maintenance due to unknown faults. The repairs are expected to be completed around 5 p.m. During this period, all substairs will be closed to prevent accidents. The main stair sections from the first to the twelfth floor of the main stair have started to be regularly inspected. Check. To prevent accidents, please do not use the main stairs. Each floor is equipped with complete facilities. If necessary, please contact the waiter or manager on each floor. We apologize for the inconvenience. If it causes you financial losses, please wait a moment. After you present the payment receipt and information, we will compensate you for the corresponding losses."

At this moment, all floors of the building are closed. No one will go near the third to twelfth floors, and no one will know what is happening here. Moreover, the sound insulation effect of each floor and even every room of this building is very good. Even if you put a whole box of firecrackers in the room, you will not hear a single sound from the next door.

After Ling Aohan walked out of the elevator, he walked towards the only main staircase leading to the fourth floor without looking back. The moment he stepped here, Ling Aohan knew clearly where everyone was located. The third floor was just a cover, there was no one here.

"Do you think I would think so?"

Ling Aohan turned around with the sword in his hand and stabbed the person attacking behind him with lightning speed.

That person reacted quickly, but his speed was far inferior to that of Ling Aohan. Although fatal injuries were avoided, he was still stabbed in the waist.

The man was dressed as a ninja, with long reddish-brown hair tied into a ponytail and a black mask. Although the night-walking clothes wrapped her body tightly, the woman's curves were still obvious.

"Fuuma Kotaro, what I said is right."

Ling Aohan looked at that man like a tyrant looking at his subjects who had violated the law, exuding anger without mercy.

"Who are you?"

Although he was injured, Fuma Kotaro's eyes showed no pain at all, and instead asked about the enemy's identity.

"Guess it. If you guess it right, I'll show you a way to survive."

"What a big breath!"

In an instant, four shurikens flew in front of Ling Aohan.

"boring."

The soul fire ignited and swallowed up the incoming shuriken. As the soul fire dissipated, Ling Aohan appeared in front of her, with the sword in his hand already placed on her neck.

"I'll give you one more chance."

Her eyes had lost the unyielding look before, and fear gradually began to flow out unconsciously. The moment Ling Aohan appeared in front of her, she couldn't even see the other party's actions clearly. As a ninja, she has lost the environment for sneak attacks, and now she has lost the speed advantage that should have belonged to her. Based on the power of that thrust at the beginning, it can be concluded that her strength is far below Ling Aohan, and she is still Finding a way out is the best option.

"Any... any tips?"

She asked tentatively. She didn't expect Ling Aohan to give any key tips, because his appearance already allowed her to narrow down the scope a lot.

"I am an angel from Christian legend."

She thought for a while and carefully said the answer

"Add...Gabriel."

Ling Aohan nodded and removed the sword from her neck.

"You got it right. The way to survive is right there."

Ling Aohan pointed to the main staircase with his finger. Just as she was about to run away, Ling Aohan stopped her.

"But now it's a dead end. We need to wait until the elevator maintenance is completed at 5 p.m. before we can survive."

She was very puzzled, but the gap in strength forced her to listen to Ling Aohan's words. She sat on the windowsill, trying to pull off the cloth from her clothes to bandage the wound.

"Hey."

She looked at Ling Aohan, who threw a roll of bandages and some hemostatic medicine at her. She didn't understand Ling Aohan's behavior, but she still nodded and thanked her subconsciously.

"Thank you."

"You are welcome."

Ling Aohan turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by her again.

"Gabriel."

Ling Aohan turned around with a smile on his face.

"Is there a problem?"

"Why do you want to help me, and why is the only way to survive after five o'clock in the afternoon?"

"Out of gentlemanly behavior, if I can help a lady when I see her injured, of course I will. Although I didn't want to hurt you. As for why, you will know by five o'clock. Before that, if you don't want to die, you better not do it. Go try it.”

After saying that, Ling Aohan turned around and walked up to the fourth floor.

In fact, she could have left. There are no traps or ambushes on that road. But she chose to believe in Ling Aohan. Ling Aohan turned around and left, with an imperceptible evil smile on his face.

At the stairwell of the fourth floor, when the footsteps coming up from downstairs were heard, the muzzles of countless guns were pointed there. Ling Aohan walked up slowly, knowing very well that these things could not hurt him at all.

When Ling Aohan appeared in their field of vision, everyone pulled the trigger, but the gunshots came one after another, completely disorderly.

The sword light flashed, and Ling Aohan used his left hand to backhand the flying bullets, then let go and held the sword with his right hand to decapitate everyone, and appeared outside the stairs.

Soulfire then ignited behind him, leaving only a small amount of gray powder on the floor.

"It's too little. Let's go up to another level."

Ling Aohan said to himself. He looked at the powder behind him, his eyes as terrifying as the abyss, but also inadvertently showing a hint of madness.

Ling Aohan walked back to the stairwell and wanted to go to the fourth floor. But at this moment, an arrow shot from his back to the back of his neck.

Without any surprise, Ling Aohan turned slightly to avoid the arrow. When it flew in front of Ling Aohan, Ling Aohan saw clearly that there was some kind of spell attached to it.

Ling Aohan turned his head, and there was no one on the long corridor outside the stairwell. The surrounding rooms were all ajar, and a trained killer could pass through them quietly, let alone this successor.

"You are most unwise—"

Ling Aohan disappeared with the soul fire and appeared in a room at the corner of the corridor. At this moment, the man was squatting behind a bedside table, enchanting the next arrow.

"——Just compare me to assassination."

The man only heard the second half of the sentence, and before he could turn around, his head fell to the ground.

The soul fire ignited, and the gray powder was left on the ground.

"It looks like there is something good up there. Otherwise, why would you send the few successors to the first two floors instead of staying at the end?"

The angel wings behind Ling Aohan flapped slightly, and a gust of wind blew the gray powder on the ground to the main stairwell at the end of the corridor, where it was mixed with the same gray powder.

There were not many changes before the tenth floor. There was no successor, and Ling Aohan didn't even want to use the sword in his hand. After each layer of corpses is burned by the soul fire, the same gray powder will be left behind.

Tenth floor, main stairwell.

This time, there was no one in the stairwell, and there was no one outside the door, but there were some people distributed unevenly in the rooms in the corridor outside. It didn't look like they were preparing for a sneak attack, but they wanted to invite Ling Aohan to come in and sit down.

Naturally, Ling Aohan will not give up this opportunity. Since they are waiting to die, I just need to give them a ride——

"That's weird."

Ling Aohan completely ignored these people and walked straight up the stairs leading to the eleventh floor.

Before he even entered the stairwell, several bullets from a large-caliber sniper rifle were fired at Ling Aohan from behind.

Ling Aohan swung his sword to cut off the bullets, but at the same time, all the people hiding in the room rushed out like a herd of sheep, without any order.

Before Ling Aohan reached the corner of the stairs, those people started shooting wildly with submachine guns filled with bullets. The gunshots came one after another, and the bullets rained down, but the accuracy was really impressive. There were countless bullet marks on the stairs and on the wall, and bullet casings fell all over the floor.

The guards stationed in the stairwell on the eleventh floor also took out their guns and rushed down from above, preparing to double-team Ling Aohan with the people on the tenth floor.

"Yan Hui·Change."

Ling Aohan's soul fire ignited beside him to help him resist countless bullets flying towards him. Then, something broke through both sides of the soul fire, and the flames swayed strangely. The blue-black sword light flashed across, and behind each of the two groups, there was a Ling Aohan holding a sword with one hand and staying in the forward posture.

Above everyone, another Ling Aohan rushed to the ground in a posture ready to draw his sword. In an instant, all three Ling Aohan disappeared, and the soul fire dissipated. The real Ling Aohan still stood on the same spot, the sword in his hand vibrated, and a faint fishy wind floated around.

Everyone had three fatal wounds on their bodies. The soul fire devoured their corpses, leaving a gray powder on the ground.

The defense on the eleventh floor is even tighter than the previous floors, and it can be said that it is watertight. There are many elites patrolling back and forth with submachine guns in the corridors, and there are also several replacement personnel stationed in each room. At the top of a radio station building opposite this building, a dozen elite snipers had already aimed their sights at Ling Aohan, who was about to walk out of the stairwell.

Those people didn't know that these things couldn't hurt Ling Aohan at all, and they didn't even know Ling Aohan's strength. They have only heard of the legend of purging the church that circulated in the dark world, but modern people basically do not believe in the legend.

"Let me guess, there seems to be an inheritance hidden in this layer that cannot be used."

Ling Aohan snorted contemptuously.

He guessed correctly. The leader of Same is letting his confidants try to inherit the heroic spirit through this made inheritance, but as mentioned before, if there is no deep connection with the heroic spirit, or the recognition of the heroic spirit, it is Not inheritable.

As soon as he walked out of the stairwell, an heir holding a sword was standing in front of Ling Aohan. Behind him, those holding submachine guns stood behind him with a spectator mentality, and there were also laughter of unknown meaning in the conversations from time to time. They seemed to be very confident in the successor holding a machete.

"Are you that king? Are those losers dead? That's fine, just let me do it -"

Before he finished speaking, Ling Aohan appeared behind him, holding the sword in his right hand and piercing his heart.

The horror on his face could no longer describe his current expression. He seemed to want to say something, but Ling Aohan did not give him this chance. Ling Aohan held the sword in his hand and turned it around like a screw, crushing his heart and left lung together. Then, the soul fire ignited from Ling Aohan's sword blade, burning the man into gray powder from the inside out.

"Noisy trash, when did I allow you to ask me so many questions?"

Those who were watching the excitement saw that the situation was not good and immediately opened fire. The soul fire immediately rose, forming a barrier in front of Ling Aohan. All the bullets turned into nothing the moment they touched the soul fire.

When those people realized that the weapons in their hands were completely unable to hurt Ling Aohan, it was already too late. The barrier formed by the soul fire suddenly expanded and deformed, forming a blue fire dragon, sweeping across the army and attacking those who had frightened faces but had no time to react. After a while, gray powder was left on the floor in the corridor.

click

The door handle of a door at the end of the corridor was turned from the inside. The door slowly opened and the two heirs walked out.

"Such a large number of successors, but it is still an inferior organization. It shows how stupid your leader is, and it also shows how weak you guys are."

"King, even if you have great abilities, it is all because of the heroic spirit you inherited. Thinking about it this way, what qualifications do you have to be proud again?"

It was a man holding two swords and dressed like a general from the Warring States Period. His appearance was not as rugged as a pure military general, but more like a strategist.

The other one is easily identifiable as a French knight, wearing a suit of armor and holding a long sword in his hand.

"It seems like you really know nothing about the successor."

Ling Aohan returned to his normal appearance, and the sword in his hand also lost its previous majestic aura.

"Well, in order to let you experience it personally, I will fight with you like this."

Ling Aohan held the sword in his right hand and turned his wrist, leaning forward in a posture ready to charge. Seeing this rare opportunity, the two men naturally would not miss it, and charged towards Ling Aohan from the left and from the right.

In the blink of an eye, a sword light flashed across the two of them, and Ling Aohan appeared behind them.

The weapons in the hands of the two men were all broken into two pieces, and their abdomens were also torn open and fatally injured.

"how is this possible."

The last look on the two people's faces was one of shock. After Ling Aohan said the last words to them, looking at the incredible expressions on their faces, they fell into a pool of blood on the ground.

"madness."

Ling Aohan transformed back into Gabriel and used soul fire to turn the two people into ashes.

"The heir is not as simple as they think."

A mature and seductive female voice came through the door just now.