Chapter 232

Haicheng.

East.

Along the coast, fortresses are like mountains hanging upside down, with all kinds of powerful technological weapons and elemental weapons on them, all pointing at the sea.

Ten warriors in blue uniforms patrolled back and forth.

This is the border of Daxia, and it is also an extremely important battlefield and fortress.

There is no room for error.

In addition to a king, there are three quasi-king commanders, and there are more than thirty other high-level masters.

Two hundred thousand warriors are stationed here all year round, not retreating a step, guarding the country.

"This time, the ruins are developed, and our 3rd column occupies the main credit, so of course we have to take the lion's share!"

"Bullshit, it's obviously our 7th column that strangled the BOSS, so naturally we have to take the most."

"Our 10th column has also contributed a lot..."

In the command center, a group of powerful commanders quarreled over benefits.

Ming Xiao, one of the three quasi-kings, sat at the top, drinking tea leisurely.

He had half white hair and beard, wore a pair of round-framed glasses, and looked thin and weak like a scholar.

But he was recognized as the most domineering person in the Haicheng war zone.

The Zhenhai King and the other two quasi-kings usually did not show up unless it was a crisis. Basically, he was the supervisor of the army and commanded all border defense matters.

"Okay."

Ming Xiao spoke.

Everyone was silent instantly, which showed how prestigious he was.

Ming Xiao: "This time, the four columns contributed a lot to the harvest of the ruins. The 3rd column performed the best and got 40%, and the other three columns each got 20%. That's it."

"Next time, the 7th and 10th columns will lead the expedition to the ruins. Do you have any objections?"

The commanders looked at each other and said nothing.

Ming Xiao tapped the table with his fingers, and ripples appeared: "Since we have finished talking about the division of the spoils of the ruins, let's talk about the next thing. Something happened in Haicheng recently, which gave me an uneasy feeling."

"You mean, the recent dozen disappearances in Haicheng?"

Ming Xiao nodded.

A one-eyed commander disagreed and said, "It's nothing. It's either a cult or some illegal warriors. I can find them out after sending someone to investigate."

"I sent someone to investigate a long time ago, but the strange thing is that they seemed to have disappeared into the sea. They lost contact as soon as they left. One of them was an eighth-level master under my command." Ming Xiao said slowly. "Even before he disappeared, he didn't pass on any news to me. Don't you think this is incredible?"

Everyone's face became solemn when they heard this.

Killing an eighth-rank master is not a big deal, but he can't pass on any information...

"It seems that it is not as simple as we thought." A short-haired female general named Ge Xiao crossed her arms and said, "Do you want me to investigate?"

Ming Xiao was about to say something.

Suddenly a terrifying aura swept over.

"Swish!"

Everyone in the room stood up at the same time and looked in one direction with a serious look.

"What a terrifying aura."

"It's outside Haicheng, very close!"

"Who is this aura...?"

Ming Xiao looked in that direction with a very serious expression, muttering: "This strange aura is beyond the scope of the quasi-king, and it is still rising. Who is it?"

He looked at Ge Xiao and said: "Ge Xiao, take over the army on my behalf, I want to go and see. The rest of you have your own lives and are not allowed to leave the battlefield!"

After saying that, without waiting for her to talk to them.

Ming Xiao used the teleportation props and disappeared in the room in an instant.

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Song Family.

"Dad, Mr. Wu suddenly left just now. Could it be that You'er ran out of the city and encountered danger this time...?" A beautiful and graceful woman asked the old man who was fishing by the lake with concern.

"No problem."

The old man had a head full of silver hair, but he looked middle-aged. His eyes were like a deep well. He held a white jade fishing rod in his hand. His breath was surging and his life breath was extremely vigorous.

Song Rishao, one of the four quasi-kings in Haicheng except the military, an S-level talented warrior, the ancestor of the Song family's revival, and one of the top prodigies who competed with the Northern King in the past.

Even in Haicheng, which is dozens of times larger than Nanjiang City, he is definitely a giant!

No one dares to underestimate him.

"You'er went to the suburbs of Haicheng, there is no danger at all. At most, there will be one or two level 6 or 7 beasts. Since Wu Shouchen has already rushed there, there is no need to worry."

Song Zhengshao said calmly.

"As long as the battlefield in the eastern sea area is not urgent, this Haicheng is as solid as a rock and nothing will go wrong."

"With me here, no one will dare to touch my Song family descendants."

Listening to his domineering words.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'm relieved..."

Wearing top-notchShe was wearing a branded cheongsam and bent down slightly, outlining her beautiful figure. She was about to pour tea for the old man.

Suddenly the ground shook and ripples appeared on the lake.

The woman looked up in surprise and asked in confusion: "Earthquake?"

Swish.

The old man suddenly stood up, his body erect like a mountain, and the fishing rod in his hand was lifted up because of his standing up, bursting out with terrifying power to pull out all the thousands of tons of water in the center of the lake.

"Splash!"

A koi fish with a body length of more than ten meters flew out with the lake water in fear, crossed the lake surface, and fell heavily into the lake.

"Plop!!"

The woman looked at it in surprise.

"Dad?"

But she found that the old man was staring at the direction outside the city, his face more solemn than ever before.

"What a terrifying momentum, what is going on?"

"Swish!"

A light and shadow flashed in the sky, and a figure appeared above the Song family like a transparent person.

Song Zhengshao looked at him, "You felt it too?"

The man sneered, "Nonsense! If I can't feel such a strong aura, why would I still be in this position?"

The woman looked at the robe the man was wearing, her expression changed slightly, and she bowed her head respectfully and said, "Meet President Li."

Li Yibai, the president of the Haicheng Mage Association, a quasi-king-level existence, and a high status, nodded slightly, and then said to Song Zhengshao, "Go take a look?"

"Of course, I want to see who dares to be so bold and impatient to openly challenge the entire Haicheng!" Song Zhengshao sneered.

"Go open the family's formation and wait for me here!"

After throwing this sentence to the woman.

The old man turned the ring on his hand, and his figure instantly turned into a yellow light and rushed into the sky.

And Li Yibai's figure disappeared into the void, and after a few jumps, he came to the outside of the city.

Not only them.

Some other bigwigs in Haicheng also felt the high but terrifying pressure, and stood up one after another, with solemn or surprised expressions.

Some people couldn't help wanting to find out what was going on, and came to the outskirts of the city.

In less than a moment.

Three quasi-kings and seven ninth-level grandmasters appeared in the sky outside the city, each with a powerful and surging aura and full of pressure.

And these people at the top of Haicheng, after seeing the tall figure in black clothes fluttering in the sky, all opened their eyes slightly at the same time.

Such a young boy, is actually the source of that terrifying momentum? !