The secretary replied, "It's already been quietly moved upstairs. Don't worry, no one has noticed."
The second brother breathed a sigh of relief. He called the fourth and eighth brothers, whispered a few words about the plan, and then let out a sigh of relief, leaning back in the soft seat in the back of the vehicle.
A slight smile appeared on his lips.
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In the central royal city.
Duke Storm has already sat on the throne and begun to exercise his crown prince powers, acting as regent in place of his father.
He had longed for this position for over thirty years, and he only had a little over twenty years left to live, so he had to cherish it.
At that moment, a virtuoso hurried in and placed a note in front of Duke Storm: "Royal decree, urgent."
Duke Storm nodded: "Is it confirmed to be the first generation's birthday?"
“Yes,” the Fate Master nodded, “When he joined the army with the Silver Duke, how could he have imagined that he would have such a high status today? He filled in all the true information; back then, they wouldn’t have allowed him to fill in false information.”
At this moment, the fortune teller took out a sealed bag: "Back in the first generation, this person suspected that one of his children was not his own, so he sent a strand of hair for a paternity test, which was then intercepted by a fortune teller."
Duke Storm was surprised. He had only recently taken over the work of the Virtuoso organization and only then discovered that the Virtuosos were much more rigorous and perverse than he had imagined.
Those who can see destiny have planted countless foreshadowings within it!
Duke Storm said, "Alright, I understand. Tell your father that if someone has a name, birthday, hair, or blood, that person will surely die within a day."
The fortune teller has left.
Duke Storm had six potions brought to him. He drew a six-pointed star on the table with his own blood, and then placed the black antlers, the wings of the blue butterfly, the soil of the Black Leaf Plain, the tongue of the spring ox, the tears of the cloud bear, and a glass of brandy on the six points of the six-pointed star.
Then he placed the third son's hair in the six-pointed star.
Duke Storm poured his own power into it, but a strange thing happened: the potion on the hexagram was completely unaffected, and the hair inside the hexagram was also completely unaffected.
The curse failed?
How could a demigod like myself fail to curse an A-rank?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Duke Storm tried many methods repeatedly, even trying several different types of dark magic, but none of them worked.
This third knight... is he really that powerful?
Chapter 883, Forbidden Item Silhouette 2.0, a brand new version!
If a person dies quickly enough, the Arbiter cannot curse them; that's why the third brother cannot be cursed.
Life is truly full of surprises.
At this moment, Qing Chen sat in an armed helicopter, hijacking the pilot and flying out of Silver City.
The driver was unaware of it.
Only the Black Knights members and the second and fifth brothers' trusted subordinates knew about the plan, so the pilot was really scared.
"Brother, where are you going?" the driver asked tremblingly.
Qing Chen said, "Put it down fifty kilometers outside the city."
"Huh?" The driver was dumbfounded. Who would only drive 50 kilometers when escaping for their life? They'd be caught up in no time. "We still have enough fuel to fly 400 kilometers. Shall we fly a little longer?"
Qing Chen was both amused and exasperated: "Does everyone here have a sense of humor? Hurry up and put it down."
He closed his eyes and pondered.
Even now, he still couldn't be sure if the other party was truly confident of escaping.
In that dungeon, the other party firmly said, "Trust me," but Qingchen calculated dozens of ways He Jinqiu could escape in a few seconds, and all of them failed.
He couldn't understand where He Jinqiu got her confidence from, so the most likely explanation was... that the other party didn't actually want to drag him down.
But in those few seconds in the dungeon, Qingchen had already figured it out:
Rather than fighting their way out of the dungeon to face the demigod, it would be better for He Jinqiu to drag more people into this forest, and even lure the Silver Duke over, so that He Jinqiu might have a chance of survival.
Qingchen recalled that when he first met Boss He, the man was wearing a gray suit, shiny black leather shoes, and an exquisitely crafted black scepter in his hand.
Mr. He's charisma shouldn't be tarnished by a group of ruthless knights.
After landing, Qing Chen was still thinking and didn't rush to run away.
The driver asked tremblingly, "Brother, you don't seem to be running away. What are you trying to do?"
Qing Chen grinned and said, "Acting."
After saying that, he turned and ran into the woods.
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Return countdown 06:00:00.
At this time, the troops in Baiyin City had already mobilized in great numbers.
Airships flew over the city, their shadows connecting on the ground like a rolling dark cloud.
The Black Knights issued a wanted notice in the city, along with a photo of the Joker. A reward of 10 million was offered to anyone who could provide clues about the Joker.
Now everyone knows: the Black Knights captured the Joker from the Eastern Continent, and then the Joker escaped in the chaos of the bandit attack.
The second brother stood in his airship, gently stroking the possession device: "My darling, I'm counting on you today."
He had planned everything.
As soon as he gets his hands on the Joker's body, he will leave the Western Continent immediately to prevent his elder brother from plotting against him.
Once he stabilizes the Qing family in the Eastern Continent and advances to demigod through the orthodox knightly inheritance, it will be uncertain who will be the leader of the Black Knights.
Then, once he manages to mass-produce another batch of knights, what does the Virtuoso matter?
Of course, this is all predicated on the Roosevelt royal family being unable to release those ancestors.
The second brother asked, "Where is the third brother's helicopter?"
“Sir, he landed 50 kilometers outside the city and disappeared into the woods,” an officer said. “Our scouts have reached the helicopter.”
The second brother stroked his chin and commanded, "Send airships to circle around and block the road ahead, don't let the third brother really escape."
In the plan, the third brother needs to keep running, running for his life, while the Black Knights chase after him relentlessly, putting on a good show.
But in the end, they still had to let the third son go.
But now, the second brother has used the mobility of the airship to surround all of Qing Chen's possible escape routes in advance, so Qing Chen has no way to escape.
The next moment, more than forty airships suddenly accelerated, breaking away from the fleet to block the road.
Qingchen ran wildly through the woods, feeling as if he were playing a hunting game, but he was the only prey, while there were more than ten thousand hunters.
Conversely, he was the only true hunter... the rest were prey.
At that moment, dozens of airships flew past the treetops at extremely high speed. The enemy must have already detected his location with life detectors and ambushed him in advance.
Immediately afterwards, airships descended and released war robots.
But then they saw the war robots using thrusters to move through the woods, precisely heading towards Qingchen. However, what they were firing were not pulse cannons, but nets woven from alloy wires.
Twelve war robots simultaneously launched alloy nets from the 1 to 12 o'clock positions, covering almost all angles. Once the nets fell, Qing Chen would have no chance to escape.
When the second brother saw this scene on the screen while on the airship, his mouth was practically stretched to the back of his ears with a grin.
However, Qing Chen frantically calculated every gap and finally managed to squeeze through the gap between the two nets.
"Huh?!" The second brother was stunned on the airship: "When did the third brother become so smart? Could it be that by possessing the Joker, he can also possess the Joker's combat intelligence?"
Qing Chen continued running wildly into the distance; he needed time.
He needs to wait one night.
The second brother raised his voice: "Damn it, don't let him get away! Let's speed up and rush over there, I want to catch him myself!"
Just as the second brother was desperately trying to surround Qing Chen, a black shadow kept moving through the woods like the wind, and it ran faster than Qing Chen.
Just when the second brother thought that his more than a thousand men were about to surround Qing Chen, Qing Chen saw it as him and Shadow who had surrounded the more than a thousand men!
Qingchen looked up at the sky through the tree canopy. The sun was setting in the west, and the moon was rising in the sky.
very good.
Let's begin.
It was the hour of Xu (7-9 PM), and the sky and earth were shrouded in mist, everything was dim and shadowy.
One after another, the airships landed, and the gene warrior battalion lined up and entered the forest, heading towards Qingchen.
But then a dark shadow flashed by, and with a loud bang, the shadow crashed into the ranks of the gene warriors like a train roaring out of a tunnel.
The A-rank shadow replicated from the body of the Knight of Dust crushed seven or eight gene warriors into the sky with overwhelming speed, breaking their bones and tendons!
Accompanied by the snip-snip of scissors, the shadow moved like a ghost through the crowd.
The force, composed of five hundred C-level gene warriors, moved through the shadows as if they were in an empty field.
The commander shouted into the communications channel, "Grab it! Grab it with all your might! Don't be afraid of getting hurt!"
The next moment, the gene warriors became ferocious, rushing towards the shadow one after another. Some grabbed its legs, some rode on its neck, and some pulled on its arms.
Because there were too many people, the shadows couldn't move at all.
The commander breathed a sigh of relief.
Before he could decide what to do with the shadowy figure, he suddenly saw hundreds of shadowy figures wriggling and standing up behind the gene warrior.
The commander's scalp tingled!
These dark figures fearlessly charged towards the gene warriors one by one.
In the past, when someone obtained the silhouette, it only meant having another gene warrior of the same level as an ally; it was absolutely impossible for one person to take on a hundred.
But now, with the assistance of those outside the Three Realms, the number of shadows can match the number of enemies.