Chapter 956 Temporary Team

Olivia.

Palmer remembered the name, and even more so the vague face that they met in a dream. Even though it had been several years since the two first met, when Palmer saw her again, the vague memories of the past became It became clear, overlapping and changing in his eyes.

"What the hell! What's going on!"

As a member of the Klex family, Palmer's vigilance against the Night Clan is engraved in his blood. Even though Bologger had vaccinated him in advance, his reaction was still extremely violent, and he wanted to put a dagger on Ollie immediately. Via's throat was cut open again.

"You guy! You guy!"

Palmer looked at Olivia and then at Bologg, waving the dagger in his hand.

Boluogo guessed that Palmer must have wanted to say something like "Why do you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, hang out with the Night Clan?" It was obvious that the excessive development had made him incoherent.

So much so that Palmer completely ignored the loud siren.

"Quiet, Palmer."

Boluogo stretched out his hand to gag Palmer again, and at the same time he winked at Olivia.

The two of them "partnered" for a short time, but Olivia understood what Boluogo meant at once. The surrounding shadows squirmed and rolled, weaving into a dark curtain, completely wrapping the three of them. In the dark.

"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, my God, do you guys, the Klax family, have such a big reaction when they see the Night Clan?" Bologo felt that Palmer was like a stressed dog.

"If...if you had a blood feud that would last for generations...you would be like me."

Palmer stroked his chest, his breathing gradually calmed down, his whole body became much more awake, and his eyes became more intelligent.

"What happened before? Your reaction was not as violent as it is now," Olivia asked back. "At that time, you not only had back and forth with me, but you also dared to flirt with me."

Palmer's face became embarrassed, and he glanced at Boluogo from the corner of his eyes. Just when he was about to say something more, Olivia mentioned the name again as if to deliberately tease him.

"Have you calmed down? Bologg Clax."

Palmer corrected him, "Palmer, just call me Palmer."

Olivia let out a victorious laugh.

"And..." Palmer said to Bologo again, "you'd better give me a little more hint next time."

"What's wrong?"

"Boluogo!" Palmer tried his best to lower his voice and said seriously, "A pure-blood night tribe suddenly crawled out of the shadow of my most trusted partner, and the two of you pulled me into the shadow while talking and laughing... …In the plot of the movie, this is the beginning of the murder.”

"Do you think I will betray you?" Boluogo asked.

Palmer was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "That's not possible."

He added, "But it's really scary!"

Bologg sighed helplessly and looked at Palmer's face full of panic. Bologg realized that since arriving here... no, since Palmer was promoted to the person in charge, he has always looked particularly special. nervous.

The spirit is tense, like a string that cannot be relaxed.

Boluogo had no time to pay attention to his partner's psychological problems for the time being. He could only secretly note this and began to perform his mission.

"Quiet and listen carefully."

Boluogo motioned to the two of them to listen.

Loud sirens surrounded the Hidden Land, and everyone in the city could hear the harsh sound. Although many towers had been extinguished, the Aurora Road still separated several branches with difficulty and lit up. Tiny signal towers.

In this tense atmosphere, Olivia touched Palmer with her shoulder. Seeing his nervous look, she covered her smile and extended her hand.

“A pleasure to work with.”

At present, Palmer doesn't know what Olivia means by "pleasant cooperation", but it is obvious that his partner, the famous Boluo Ge, has already reached a certain agreement with this pure-blood night clan in secret. kind of agreement.

"I just hope my dad doesn't know about these things."

Palmer muttered, but out of trust in Boluogo, he still stretched out his hand, held it with Olivia, and shook it gently twice.

"Your father won't have any objections if he finds out," Boluogo retracted his attention and continued, "I should have mentioned to you before that she is Sere's daughter."

"Wow." Hearing Sere's bastard name, Palmer became less wary of Olivia.

He sighed in admiration, "What a sin! Serei really has a daughter. I thought you were joking with me."

"Would I joke about something like that?" Burlogo retorted.

"Gentlemen!"

Olivia put her hands on their shoulders and interrupted their endless conversation loudly.

"I used to wonder what kind of partner you should have with such an indifferent temperament," Olivia teased, "You two really complement each other."

Without giving the two of them a chance to speak, Olivia continued, "Let's not discuss Sere or anything else."

Probably due to desensitization, Olivia found that she could actually say that person's name fluently.

She continued, "The Mysteries Group sounded the alarm. Something must have happened... Do you think this is targeting us? After all, we left the team directly, which may have attracted their attention."

"Even if it attracts attention, there is no need to use this city-wide alarm, right?" Blogo judged, "Something worse must have happened, or, because of something, our departure is extremely dangerous to them."

The three exchanged glances with each other. Even Palmer, no matter how slow he reacted, guessed what might happen.

Thinking of this, Palmer seemed to be in a state, the panic on his face disappeared, his expression became firm, and his eyes flickered.

"Someone is coming." Palmer suddenly said.

Blogo and Olivia sensed the surrounding environment together, but there was no sign of anyone approaching. Then Blogo realized that it was not that the two of them could not perceive it, but that Palmer could perceive it farther.

Further improved the ether perception? Blogo felt that a lazy dog ​​like Palmer would not take the initiative to train himself, so there was only one possibility.

Palmer's transformed secret power.

It was also at this time that Blogo realized that although the two had fought each other since Palmer was promoted to the Negative Power, he had not seen Palmer's full strength.

"I can hear... the faint footsteps caused disturbances in the air flow, and a team is passing here..."

Palmer closed his eyes, and the light that overflowed from the gaps in his eyelids became more and more pure, like flickering frost hanging on his eyelashes.

Olivia took the initiative to strengthen the wrapping of the shadow curtain, and the ether shielding that reached the extreme completely cut off the ether reaction of the three people, making the existence of the three people infinitely close to "nothingness".

"Can you tell what they are saying?" Blogo asked in a low voice, trying not to disturb Palmer's judgment.

"I'm trying."

Palmer tried to sense the airflow that was gradually falling into chaos. They passed through the throat of the human body, vibrated through the vocal cords, and spread rapidly in the air...

Detecting the frequency of airflow disturbances to replicate what the other party said, this sounds a bit like a fantasy, but for the Clerks family, it is really not a problem.

This Wind Source family has spent hundreds of years on this only secret power and has already explored all its possibilities.

For example, in recent years, the Clerks family is studying the feasibility of wind power generation, and for this purpose they have planted huge windmills all over the land.

When Blogo first arrived there, he was shocked. The windmills stood like giants, and the huge fans turned slowly. The airflow was like their low breaths, gathering together to form a storm.

Just as Blogo was still immersed in that wonderful mood, Palmer said something that shocked Blogo even more, "According to the instructions of the family, every member of the family must go there to control the wind for two rounds, and the performance must be evaluated based on the power generation... You are also a control school, do you want to go up and control it for two rounds?"

In an instant, the scene of the perfect combination of man-made and natural became the assembly line operation visible in the factory.

At that time, Blogo did not have too deep feelings and cognition, but now looking back, Blogo feels that this is what it should be like after the condensers dominate the society.

"I heard it."

Palmer's voice interrupted Blogo's thoughts.

Blogo said nothing, but put his hand on the hilt of the sword and silently pulled out the Bite.

Palmer closed his eyes tightly, and in the absolutely dark world, countless thin rays of light gradually appeared. They surged together, like the lines describing the wind in a simple drawing.

As the secret energy gradually unfolded, Palmer also saw more and more lines. They were densely packed, like a school of fish swimming, everywhere.

In this field of vision perceived by the secret energy, apart from the darkness, all Palmer could see was the lines of wind. However, through the direction and changes of the wind, like the echo of sonar, the lines of wind outlined the outline of the building in the darkness, and also portrayed those people who went against the wind.

It's not enough, far from enough.

Palmer further released his secret energy, like an uncontrollable volcano, his ether became restless and moved closer to the distance until Palmer observed a large crowd of people, and it was in that crowd that he heard it.

"Hunting... Blogo..."

Palmer peeked at the wind lines and translated their original language according to their changes. However, this transfer process inevitably caused information loss, and his words became scattered, but this was enough.

"Nathanir... start a war..."

Hearing what Palmer said, Blogo's expression instantly became serious. At this time, recalling the Aurora Road that was gathered back into the Holy Hub, many things have become clear.

Palmer frowned, sweat precipitated from his forehead, he needed to get closer, in the dark vision, with the release of secret energy, the wind lines became clearer and clearer, until the power was fully unfolded.

Secret Energy·Breath of Wind.

Palmer heard it, thousands of air currents disturbed the world, and then made a series of complicated sounds.

The sound of people's rapid breathing, the sound of fingers rubbing against triggers, the sound of metal colliding with each other, the dull vibration of feet stepping on the ground, the evil whispers hidden...

All sounds must be transmitted through the air as a medium, so the air flow disturbances in this world are all monitored by Palmer.

"Move the blood people, don't let the customers wait too long."

Palmer learned the words described by the lines of wind and said them instinctively. At the same time, the lines of wind he spied on began to twist and change, as if a storm was rising in an instant, bringing with it all the people in his field of vision. All lines twist and collapse toward it.

Opening his eyes, Palmer gasped. No need for Palmer to say anything, everyone noticed the etheric reaction approaching at high speed.

"I've been discovered!" Palmer exclaimed after regaining his breath.

"I know!"

Boluogo no longer covered his figure, and released the ether without hesitation, waving invisible giant hands to grab the surrounding buildings. After a brief stalemate, Boluogo's ether successfully invaded the interior of the material, and then Start commanding recruitment.

I saw that the surface of the building began to collapse and break, the flying bricks and stones overlapped each other, and the ground became uneven. Huge walls rose up from the ground, like rising city walls, blocking the etheric reaction. path of.

Since being promoted to a high-level sublimation master, Boluogo rarely used this kind of large-scale control for defense, but the etheric response to this attack was the glory one.

"Olivia, hide in!"

Boluogo roared, and the ground beneath his feet began to collapse, directly carving out deep pits that penetrated into the building. Boluogo quickly dived with a few people.

"You can't be exposed yet!"

Olivia is one of Boluogo's trump cards, but now is not the time to play it. The Secret Group is related to the Night Clan. With Boluogo's understanding of the Night Clan, Olivia's understanding of the Night Clan is now The temptation is far superior to all the mysterious groups.

She was the one the regent cared about.

Once Olivia is exposed, I am afraid that those night tribes who do not want to get involved for the time being will give up their immediate goals and swarm towards him. It is even said... that the regent will come here.

Borogo isn't ready to go to war with everyone, at least not yet.

Olivia did not refute, and disappeared directly into the shadow of Boluogo. She did not give up resistance completely, but continued to control the shadow and assisted Boluogo in the battle.

I saw Boluogo's shadow seemed to have its own life and entity, extending out a series of dark sharp blades, easily chopped into pieces of falling gravel, and then quickly retracted his feet without any abnormality.

Boluogo raised his head, and the power of the Glorious One came, but it was not the body of the Glorious One, but an etheric sword that penetrated all materials in its path and fell like a meteor.

"Get out of my way!"

Boluogo roared and swung his sword. With the length of his sword, it obviously couldn't cut the ether sword that was approaching at high speed. But as Boluoge swung his sword, all the surrounding materials trembled. Manic.

Secret Energy·The Kingdom of Summons.

Twisted steel bars, broken masonry, fallen stone pillars, collapsed ground, fine smoke and dust... All materials within the scope of Boluogo's domain are obeying Boluogo's orders at this moment, and they are rolled together. , following the trajectory of Boluogo's sword, it condensed into a huge sword blade.

It was like a mountain-breaking sword wielded by a giant, slashing down slowly and firmly.