Updated: 2012-11-24

Seven Dragons Age August 1, 1034, the northern border of the Silver Federation, Kuandian Swamp

"Boss! The third brother hasn't been following for so long, probably..."

"Don't talk nonsense! The third brother's escape technique is the best among us, and he will be fine."

It was almost evening, and this swamp, which was located at the junction of the Silver Federation and the Crow Principality, seemed even colder. There were lodging dead trees everywhere, big and small water pits, mud pits everywhere in the corners of the swamp, waiting to devour those accidentally lives at any time...

But in such a dangerous environment, several agile assassins wearing brown leather armor and covered faces were rushing wildly. They didn't even look at the dead trees and mud pits. They easily avoided all obstacles with just a few jumps, showing extremely superb skills.

They are the [mole] of the Silver Alliance, and are affiliated with the [Rat's Cave] of the Silver Alliance. They are responsible for spying on various types of intelligence outside. They basically do not carry out any assassination activities, because that is the job of the [Virverider], but don't underestimate them because of this. As the [Assassin Mage], their combat effectiveness is unquestionable!

However, today these [mole] people seem quite embarrassed. Not only are they injured, but they also break the old rule of never speaking when performing missions. Obviously, they are staying away from some powerful enemies...

Boom~!

Suddenly, just as they were flying forward, a hot flame suddenly flew out from behind them, instantly swallowing a [mole] still in mid-air. The unlucky [mole] didn't even have time to scream.

"Not good! That's fast!"

Soon, behind the moles, several blood-red phantoms jumped like lightning and rushed towards them. With just a few ups and downs, those enemies who could not even see clearly were almost catching up with the moles.

"ha!"

Without any prompts, the two moles turned around and quickly spelled the spell's light with their hands and pushed behind them!

Kick!

In an instant, two huge ice walls rose up from the ground, but before the two moles could issue the second spell, the expressions on their faces solidified...

Puff~

However, in the blink of an eye, the two heads soared into the sky with warm blood. Their wide eyes seemed to reveal the surprise and disbelief at that moment. The one who killed them was naturally the red phantoms, but because of their obstacles, those figures who were as fast as thunder had to slow down a little...

The bright red skin, cold eyes, twisted horns, and sharp bone spurs. The phantoms wearing blood-colored leather armor are the demons in the northern border of the Federation. However, unlike ordinary burly demons, these demons have a slender figure and more sensitive movements. Whether in muddy swamps or discontinuous dead trees, they can run as fast as they fly, and they also have the ability to flash short distances.

"If you continue running like this, you can't get rid of it..."

After glanced behind him and found that the sacrifices of the two team members did not bring much time, the mole leader immediately planted a small bottle from his neck and then quickly handed it to the hand of the mole who was talking to him before.

"This is the goal of this mission! It was exchanged for more than a dozen compatriots, and you must send it back!"

"No! I'll attract you..."

"Don't talk nonsense! You run faster than me. Although I haven't seen it, I'm sure this information has a lot to do!"

After stuffing the bottle containing a small roll of paper into the team members' hands, the mole's leader led the remaining two team members to turn around without looking back.

This is the fate of these people. Intelligence is always more valuable than life...

"hateful!"

Resisting the urge to cry, the mole quickly put the bottle in his arms and accelerated his pace again. He must make the sacrifices of his companions valuable, although as [mole] they will never know what the bottle is in...

Boom~~~

But just two minutes after the mole dared to run, a faint explosion suddenly floated from behind him. He then turned his head slightly and looked, but tears still couldn't stop flowing...

"Boss..."

Looking at the rising white cloud group, the mole knew that he would never see his captain again in the future, because that [White Cloud] was a "special skill" of their captain, called [Arcane Self-Destruction]...

"It should be about to get out of the swamp..."

Knowing that he had no time to be sad, the mole was staying for only a few seconds and then quickly shot in the opposite direction of the explosion like an arrow.

“…Hmm? Didn’t you keep up?”

After running for about ten minutes, after finding that there were no difficult demon assassins behind him, the mole finally breathed a little relieved, but his speed did not weaken at all, because the exit of the swamp could be vaguely seen in front of him. As long as he left this dangerous swamp, he could quickly find the connector and complete this mission that almost wiped out their team...

"Is it finally over?"

The dead trees in front of him have gradually become sparse. If you look into the distance, you can see some sporadic buildings. The mole that has runs for thousands of miles has finally slowed down. He can't stand the long-term high-speed running even after professional training.

"Yes, you can rest."

"What...well!"

The moment he heard the sound, the mole subconsciously rushed forward, but just as his feet left the ground, a red blade pierced his chest from behind.

"Hmph, I thought I could escape from our [Blood Erosion], innocent guy..."

With a cold snorting and gently wiped away the blood from the sharp blade in his hand. The demonic assassin quickly squatted down and tried to find the target.

"Yeah! Found it!"

Soon, the demon assassin touched a small bulge in the mole's chest, but as soon as his hand reached in, his whole body's movements suddenly stopped.

"Ahem..."

His eyes widened in disbelief, the demon assassin seemed to say something, but the thin blood thread on his neck left all his words in his throat.

"Sorry..."

Looking at the two colleagues on the ground who were still unwilling to stare at each other, Zhang Qiming, who was still dripping with blood in his hands, couldn't help scratching his head, and then squatted down. The silver federal intelligence officer touched the body for a while before finding the small bottle.

"Oh? It's true. It seems that those senior spies died quite worth it, but they just don't know what it will be..."

After carefully looking at the intelligence storage device in his hand, which was secretly made by the Silver Federation for a long time, Zhang Qiming was curious, but he did not have any action to open it, because he knew that as soon as he opened it, the bottle would explode immediately, smashing the information together with his hands into ashes!

"Sir, it's all done."

After waiting in place for a while, the two capable generals under Zhang Qiming led several other members of the [Yangtze Army] to him from afar. Just look at the bloodstains of the weapons in their hands, you can tell that there are no living people in this swamp.

"Take the stuff with you?"

"Yes."

Hearing Zhang Qiming's words, one of them quickly took out a silver needle that was almost impossible to see clearly with the naked eye, while the other took out a piece of black cloth that seemed very ordinary.

"Hey, you can move them there and buried them. Although those who are in this industry should have been prepared for the wilderness of corpses, they are still the same people... let them have a place to settle down."

"yes!"

With a loud voice, several players began to lift the corpses on the ground to the side and bury them, while Zhang Qiming leisurely sat on the dead tree beside him and began to drill holes in the small bottle with this special silver needle.

"What a technical job..."

After a long time, after the players dug a hole to bury the two, Zhang Qiming pierced the bottle. Then he wrapped the bottle with a black cloth and began to carefully twist the plug at the bottle's mouth...

Bo~

"Oh, I'm so tired."

A few minutes later, when a slight explosion came from the mouth of the bottle, Zhang Qiming shook his hand with relief and poured out the note from the bottle. The black cloth was given to him by Yue Yulou, and it had the ability to invalidate most of the spell arrays.

"Look, what earth-shaking news is..."

Theoretically, as an intelligence officer, Zhang Qiming's actions at this time were very inappropriate, but this was the power given to him by Yue Yulou.

“………………………………”

Just glanced at the note, the expression on Zhang Qiming's face froze, and even his pupils couldn't help but expand at that moment. This was the first time for Zhang Qiming, who had extremely tenacious psychological quality.

"Master? What's wrong?"

After looking at each other, Zhang Qiming's two capable generals and apprentices asked in a very careful tone, and immediately called Zhang Qiming's soul back.

"Quick! Go back to Virgil soon! Something big is going to happen!"

"ah?"

"Don't talk nonsense! Go and prepare the airship! Spaceship! Plane! Find me all the things that can fly!"

“Yes, yes, yes…”

The swamp that was obviously shocked by Zhang Qiming's excitement ran out quickly and rushed to the secret stronghold nearest here. After Zhang Qiming yelled, he quickly sat back on the dead tree, but his face still looked flushed, which was the consequence of blood rushing to his head after being excited.

"Tao Yue, something really is going to happen..."

With a long sigh, Zhang Qiming had thought about using communication crystal, but that was actually meaningless.

“…Is this the chaos you want?”

The paper slowly fell to the ground, and on the slightly pale fiber object, a line of vague small words lined up in a sloppy manner...

"At 6:00 on August 2, 1034, Carrenos, Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!"

The time on the note is less than twelve hours now.
Chapter completed!