"Dark Pavilion never seeks merit in what he does."
"Everyone says that I, Dark Pavilion, and everyone are ghosts, but whoever says ghosts are cold-blooded."
"Dark Pavilion, starting from today, prepare for war!"
"Start..."
"Shadow Project!"
As the four words Shadow Project were spoken, the stiff faces of everyone present changed slightly.
This is the limit of what they can do.
All eyes are turned to Old Man, who is in the first place on the left.
"Shadow Project lasted 60 years..."
"In all the projects of the Dark Pavilion, they are among the top three in importance."
"And this project is not yet fully mature."
"I think..."
"Not the best time."
"Should have started at a more important time!"
One Middle-Aged Man shook his head slightly, obviously not agreeing with Old Man's words.
"There is no best time in this world."
"Opportunity is in your own hands."
"Pavilion Master said that Dark Pavilion will one day quit the stage of Human Race."
"And now, the countdown to the curtain call has begun."
"Human Race requires Demons and Monsters."
"But Demons and Monsters has existed for a long time, which is actually a bad thing."
"Just let Dark Pavilion before the curtain call..."
"Stand in the light for once."
"This is what Pavilion Master told me."
Old Man's voice was still cold, even a little sinister, but when he spoke, his voice trembled slightly.
Perhaps, he also wanted to make richer expressions.
But a lifetime of coldness has made it impossible for him to do it.
"We are a group of ghosts wandering the world."
"But..."
"Only for the Demon Clan."
"Human, demon, ghost..."
"Since ancient times, ghosts... have also been juxtaposed with humans and demons."
"How can I be absent from this History Books?"
Listening to the hoarse voice of Old Man, everyone fell into silence.
Perhaps this is the longest thing Old Man has said in the past ten years.
No one continued to refute.
They just stood up slowly in this dim Meeting Room, took off the huge hats on their black sweatshirts, revealing their pale faces.
"Dark Pavilion..."
"Prepare for war..."
Looking at these cold faces, Old Man tried hard to squeeze out a smile.
It's just that this smile looks so sinister to outsiders.
"You have been in the dark for too long..."
"It's been so long that I have forgotten what the sun looks like."
"This time..."
"Dark Pavilion, see the light."
Old Man bowed deeply to everyone.
Everyone returned the gift.
It was a scene that was obviously full of blood, but now it seemed full of ghosts...
Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion!
"Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion, you are getting rid of the demon!"
"It's not a shame to let people from Reserve Corps rush to the front every day!"
"Specially grandma's!"
"Prepare me for war!"
"Elder Sun The challenge has been issued. If we don't achieve a big victory, we will lose our face!"
"Everyone counts. Anyone who passes Fourth Awakening will be organized by me."
"Our Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion was established... there is..."
"So many, many years!"
"We have no shortage of people."
"Oh, yes, I remember Outgoing Pavilion Master said that we Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion have some... some plans, please wait..."
Brawny Man The whole person stood on the conference table, spitting.
As if he thought of something, he jumped down from the table and hurried out Meeting Room.
Everyone looked at each other.
About half an hour later, he came back with a rosy face.
"Hahahaha!"
"I'm just telling you, I remembered it correctly!"
"Mission: Impossible: Ultimate Demon Spy Plan!"
"What a cool name!"
"Get ready, this time I want everyone to know that we Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion men are not bad, and we are not afraid of death!"
"Compared with Reserve Corps, where do we fall behind?"
"Even our brains are better than theirs!"
"Done!"
"Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion, prepare for war!"
Brawny Man danced with excitement!
The crowd below was excited. "Gante's grandma's!"
The level of fanaticism in this atmosphere is not like the leadership team of a department at all, but more like a group of reckless people!
It was obviously such a passionate scene, but it was performed by them...
Just like bandits worshiping the dock.
Just drink a bowl of wine and smash the bowl again.
But at least, after this moment, all Human Race's Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion started to move at this moment.
The members gathered one by one with great momentum and rushed towards Deep Mountain on the side of Demon-Suppressing Pass.
Of course, before departure, Light Group appeared again at an untimely time, interrupting their excitement and launching a round of investigation.
But this did not extinguish the Flame in their hearts, but instead made them more motivated to fight.
Ink Academy.
Yu Sheng once again sorted out his package, put items in it one by one, and carried them behind his back.
Finally, he silently transferred a large amount of energy into the egg, opened the door and left.
There was no nostalgia, not even a second look at the room from the door.
"At first, I thought... I, Fourth Awakening, could stand behind him and ride Demon Domain together, but then I found... Fourth Awakening, it was far from enough."
On the rooftop, Zhao Zicheng looked at Yu Sheng's retreating back with a complicated expression.
Sun Wen was sitting on the edge of the rooftop, a little lazy. "I have already given up on it, Tenth Awakening... I can't even do it."
"Everyone has his own way, his way is at Demon Domain, our way is at Human Race."
"But sooner or later, these two paths will merge together."
"That is...Demon-Suppressing Pass."
"To belittle oneself, it is better to... move forward."
Mu Yu spoke coldly.
A Tai just stood in the distance, scratching his head blankly.
"Haha..."
"Same."
"I have to work hard and get into Fifth Awakening as soon as possible."
"The road ahead is long."
"Blood-Colored Twin Fiends, you can never be without me as an important member!"
Zhao Zicheng took a deep breath, stood up suddenly, and looked into the distance.
He specially wore a retro white suit today.
In the breeze, the white clothes flutter.
"Huh..."
"Pretending to be guilty."
Lin Xiaoxiao sneered inappropriately and shouted in the direction Yu Sheng was leaving, "Boss Yu, come on!"
"You don't want your special hobbies to be known to them either!"
As her voice fell, curiosity appeared, and Eight Trigrams's eyes instantly fell on Lin Xiaoxiao.
This look made Lin Xiaoxiao shiver subconsciously.
Yu Sheng stood at the school gate, turned around, and looked at the figures on the rooftop.
"Together..."
"Come on."
"We...Demon-Suppressing Pass See you."
Yu Sheng murmured to himself, and finally just picked up his schoolbag and strode away.
In the shadow of Playground, Shi Guang looked at Yu Sheng's retreating back, feeling a little silent...
"A year's difference..."
"Gotta try harder."
Shi Guang turned around, and the somewhat thin back slowly disappeared into the campus.
(I'm helping with the move. I'm jet-lagged. My current mental state is ridiculously bad. I'm not going to show off anymore. I can't roll up. In order to protect my own face, I'll wait for a while...)
(There are too many updates, and I can't think of the plot... I will add more updates when the knife man... um... reaches the climax of the plot.)