Fortunately, the second child wasn't strong enough.
Qing Chen controlled the second brother to walk into the woods. The main shadow and the secondary shadow moved forward alternately in front. He did not intend to run away. He wanted to use his own strength to drag the main force of Silver City into this forest.
He plans to use puppets to control seven A-rank characters and then lure the Silver Duke over!
Qingchen walked calmly through the woods and said to the second brother, "I was quite angry when I learned about what happened to Boss He. I rarely get this angry. Tonight, I'll make sure your whole family leaves this world in good condition. But don't worry, your eyeballs will live on in this world for you."
After searching for just over ten minutes, the main character spotted a campfire ahead.
The fourth brother was setting up camp with a regiment of soldiers, and the Black Knight had no intention of participating in the pursuit of the third brother.
After all, it's just a play, why take it so seriously?
The fourth brother was turning his roasted lamb leg by the campfire; the lamb leg was almost done roasting.
But just then, a scout's voice came from the outskirts of the camp: "Who's there?"
“Me,” came the second brother’s cold voice.
Two figures slowly emerged from the woods. The fourth brother was startled when he saw who they were, and he stood up awkwardly, calling out, "Second brother! Third brother!"
The fourth brother sensed something was amiss. If the second brother had found the third brother, why hadn't he taken him to the airship to possess him? Why had he come here instead?!
The second brother said coldly, "Why are you slacking off here?"
The fourth brother stammered for a while, then said, "I'm hungry... Second brother, what are you doing here?"
The second brother said coldly, "The fifth brother just destroyed my airship."
The fourth brother immediately understood: the second brother's possession device had been destroyed... Well done, fifth brother!
The second brother sat by the campfire and said to the fourth brother, "Come sit down. This time I need you to help me take out the fifth brother. I've discussed it with the third brother, and we'll use him as bait... By the way, where are the other brothers? Have you seen them?"
As the fourth brother sat down, he said, "I just saw the sixth brother. He said he'd go perform for a while and then come over for roast lamb..."
As soon as the fourth brother sat down, he felt a cold thread wrapped around his wrist, and he lost control of his body.
Then, he saw Qing Chen calmly turning the roasted lamb leg and saying, "The roasted lamb leg is cooked to perfection."
The fourth brother was internally cursing!
Qingchen sat in the enemy-surrounded camp, cut off a piece of mutton with a knife, and slowly chewed it in his mouth.
The second and fourth brothers watched silently, feeling that the other party was too calm, as if all the soldiers here were their own people.
At this moment, Qingchen said while eating mutton, "What I can't stand the most is your attitude towards your disciples. When I first came to the Inner World, without my master, I wouldn't know how to face this world. He taught me cultivation and the principles of this world. He asked the Time Traveler what fathers in the Outer World would do for their sons, and then he took out a loan to buy me a house and a car... No, it seems like he tricked me."
At this point, the sixth brother's excited voice came from the woods: "Fourth brother, do you know what I just saw? I saw the fifth brother sink the second brother's airship... Second brother!?"
The second brother turned around and looked at the sixth brother expressionlessly: "Get over here."
The sixth brother moved over with his head down and eyes downcast, while the soldiers behind him seemed a little at a loss.
The second brother sneered, "You're happy that my airship was sunk?"
"No, no," the sixth brother quickly explained, "I was just saying that to join in the fun. I'll help you sink the fifth brother's airship in a bit!"
Seeing that he couldn't get away with it, he simply threw out something else to divert attention: "Do you know, there's a mole among us?"
In an instant, Qingchen, the second brother, and the fourth brother all looked over at the same time.
The sixth brother was startled: "Why are you all looking at me? I'm not a mole! I mean, the third brother just possessed the Joker, and then the Virtuoso found out. Someone must have tipped off the royal family..."
At this point, Lao Liu's body also lost control...
He sat there, unable to move his eyes, then looked at the second and fourth brothers sitting upright, and then at Qing Chen eating mutton as if nothing had happened, and gradually realized what had happened...
He was just saying there were ghosts, but now there are ghosts all around the campfire!
It was at this moment that screams of agony began to emanate from the perimeter of the camp. One by one, shadows rose to their feet, and one by one, soldiers fell to the ground.
Dozens of campfires flickered in the camp, and soldiers ran back and forth, fighting with the shadows. Gunshots, shouts, and cries of agony mingled together.
Only Qing Chen calmly ate his roasted lamb leg, as if the hustle and bustle of the world had nothing to do with him.
Qing Chen said calmly, "Once I've gathered enough for you brothers, I'll take you all to kill the Silver Duke. I'm actually a little scared to go alone. Now that you've eaten, let's get to work."
After saying this, he led the three puppets into the darkness of the woods, leaving the commotion behind.
Like collecting the seven Dragon Balls, Qing Chen was gathering his seven puppets on this battlefield. Once he had them all, he could fight his way back to Silver City to save Boss He.
The third brother's memories were like a breach in a river embankment. Once the breach was opened, the floodwaters rushed down and quickly submerged the Black Knights.
Thank you, third brother.
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midnight.
The Silver Duke remained seated in the Black Knights' headquarters, lost in thought.
For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong after the third brother possessed the Joker, but he couldn't be sure what that problem was.
Was it because everything went too smoothly?
However, there was no problem with any of the steps involved. The third brother did pass the verification, and the breathing technique could indeed increase the knight's true energy!
It wasn't until the Silver Duke recalled the few seconds the third brother paused in the surveillance footage that he understood.
Those few seconds were like a thorn stuck in my mind, impossible to remove.
Why is the third brother standing there with his head down, deep in thought?
The third brother had no reason to linger for those few seconds.
The Silver Duke was a meticulous person; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to control the Black Knights for so long. Therefore, he keenly sensed that something was wrong here.
However, at that moment, the twelfth brother hurriedly walked in, holding the phone and lowering his voice to say, "Big brother, it's Duke Storm... a call from the royal family."
At this time, the Duke of Storms had just become a member of the royal family, and people were still somewhat unaccustomed to his new identity.
The Silver Duke picked up the phone: "Congratulations on your upcoming ascension to the throne. By the way, I wish you success in killing your younger siblings."
Duke Storm on the other end of the phone said coldly, "I don't have time to listen to your sarcastic remarks right now. I know you have grievances against the royal family, and the previous deal was very unpleasant, but every word I say now is very important. I hope we can put aside our prejudices first."
The Silver Duke sat up straight, suddenly realizing the seriousness of the situation.
Duke Storm said, “Your third brother is dead, to be precise, he died eight hours ago. I have his real name, his birthday, and even his first hair, but my dark magic did not work.”
The Silver Duke's pupils suddenly contracted. He knew very well what this meant: it meant that... the third brother's possession attempt had failed!
Joker is still Joker!
His voice grew serious as he probed, "What, now that the royal assassination attempt failed, you're trying to sow discord among us?"
Duke Storm didn't waste any words: "I had the Virtuoso lock onto every member of the Black Knights, and His Majesty the King also locked onto you. They have seen your fate; you are about to perish."
"What did they see?" The Silver Duke's voice was slightly cold. "And what did His Majesty the King see? How would I know what your intentions are?"
Duke Storm said, “The Fates will see the Second Knight manipulated like a puppet. Your brothers will die one after another, and you too will die under the blood-red longsword. Black Knights, the knights of the Eastern Continent have come to clean house.”
After saying that, Duke Storm hung up the phone.
The Silver Duke frowned.
Fragments of Fate are scenes, very detailed battle details, but the Storm Duke refuses to elaborate.
"Quickly, notify all the Black Knights that the third one is a fake, that's the Joker!" The Silver Duke hurriedly walked towards the door and shouted, "Prepare an airship for me, I need to go to the Sky Fortress!"
Sky fortresses always stand above various cities; they are symbols of a city's power, and any movement of them signifies impending war.
At that moment, the airship that had been waiting overhead landed. The Silver Duke turned around and said as he entered the airship, "Twelve, go to the dungeon and kill He Jinqiu for me. Letting him live will only cause trouble. After you kill him, come and meet me in the airship."
It must be said that the Silver Duke is indeed meticulous; even at a time like this, he still thinks of eliminating all potential threats.
The airship took off, and Old Twelf quickly led his men into the dungeon.
He walked through the dimly lit dungeon, looking at the solitary cell at the end of the corridor, and for some reason, a chill rose in his heart.
The twelfth man paused for a moment, then said to the soldier beside him, "Go open the door, and execute him on the spot after opening it."
The moment the alloy gate was lifted, three exquisite jade heart swords flew out of the cell. In the blink of an eye, the heads of the three soldiers were pierced and they died on the spot!
The twelfth brother's expression changed drastically. He saw that the iron hook that had been attached to He Jinqiu's collarbone in the cell had been cut off by a sharp weapon at some point. The rope had fallen to the ground, and He Jinqiu was standing there expressionless, with both of her hands cleanly severed at the wrists, and her hands had also disappeared.
The twelfth brother muttered to himself... It's over.
This shocking scene made him feel inexplicably cold and terrified. It turned out that there really were people so ruthless that they would cut off their own hands in order to escape and take revenge!
What kind of courage does it take to be so ruthless to yourself?
He Jinqiu stood there quietly, yet he seemed like a demon that had just emerged from the molten lava of hell, his whole body exuding a palpable killing intent.
Nine heart swords swirl around him, like planets orbiting and rotating around a star.
Moreover, these nine heart swords were different from before; they were now emitting a dazzling silver light.
The twelfth son was unfamiliar with the Hu family's lineage, so he didn't know what this meant.
Chapter 887, The Road is Hard, Let's Go Home!
In the dungeon.
Seeing He Jinqiu's imposing presence, the twelfth prince felt an overwhelming sense of fear.
The problem is, He Jinqiu is also an A-level, so why should I be afraid of him?
The twelfth son didn't know why, but he was just afraid.
He slowly backed away: "The one who captured you was Fifth Brother. I'm here to let you out... Do you want me to bandage your wounds?"
He Jinqiu raised his arms, silently looked at the wounds on his wrists, and then laughed: "Anyway, I don't use my hands to kill people."
Life involves many choices.
Zhang Mengqian gave up his mechanical eyes and embarked on a longer path in life. He stumbled and got up again along the way, all for the sake of one day sweeping away all the unpleasantness of life like his advisor, Li Shutong.
Kyung-jun gave up his limited life for a love affair and for his younger brother.
Life's choices are always somewhat heartbreaking, like standing at a crossroads and ultimately choosing left or right without looking back, bidding farewell to another kind of life.
Now, He Jinqiu has given up his own hands. He's back, and he's standing in this dungeon. What is his purpose?