VRMMO: Passing of the Sword Chapter 1081: It’s a dream again
The sound of rain, hazy...
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Several years ago.
The sword of the black mandala - distribution in West Asia.
"It's really annoying. It's another simulated assassination training. I've passed it perfectly 536 times in a row. Why do you keep training this?" (Chinese) At the age of twelve, she looks a bit mature, not like a child of this age.
In addition to having a strong fighting talent, the wild cat is also an out-and-out language genius. When he was caught by the black sword, he had already mastered five languages.
"This is to ensure that there will be no mistakes every time. After all, didn't Uncle Yan say that if you make a mistake once, you will die." (English) The puppet said in a childish voice, holding Still hugging the little cloth bear, like a pure elementary school student.
The puppet's fighting ability is slightly weak, but in terms of computers, it is definitely a once-in-a-century genius, but sometimes it feels a little childish.
"Brother Yu hasn't complained for more than a thousand times." (Chinese) Teacup said with some admiration.
Tea Cup's mind is extremely flexible, good at single-player combat, and admires Yu very much, especially Yu is also a Chinese like him, and Yu's real age is still the oldest among them.
"And he has completed three solo missions, unfortunately it is in the name of Black Sword, not his own code name." (Russian) While looking at the information on the portable light-screen computer, the book echoed their conversation .
The nature of the book is relatively indifferent and calm, and the ability to rationally analyze and deal with various things is the strongest among them.
"Hmph, Yu-kun is the strongest." (Japanese) Ye Mao deliberately said in a Japanese tone that was more middle-school.
"Then I'm a little weak. The assassination mission assigned to me last time was almost messed up. Fortunately, I reserved an explosive device." (Indian) Zhuye said with some shame while touching the back of her head.
Zhuye is not good at assassination, but his frontal combat ability is very strong. All kinds of mechs, spaceships, battleships, etc. are extremely skillful as long as they can be controlled by a single person. Super strong combat ability and talent . He was also the only one among the seven of them who could fail the simulated assassination, but it was only once, but it was enough to be regarded as their ridicule.
"You're not good at assassination. Next time, ask Uncle Yan to give you an army assassination mission. It should be much easier for you to handle a lot of mechanical devices. (French)" Rose covered her mouth and chuckled.
Gose is almost as versatile as Yu, but the frontal combat ability is a little weaker.
"Let's continue with the last assassination, just get acquainted with it a bit more, and next time I'll apply to Uncle Yan for our cooperation." (Chinese) Yu Dan said with a smile.
At this time, he still often laughs.
"As for the single-player mission before, I asked Uncle Yan to use the name of Black Sword. I don't plan to use my code name to accept the mission now. I will save this for later." (Chinese) Yu continued.
"In the future...it's not bad." Rose thought for a while and smiled.
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Their plans.
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"It's almost ready to act, and we can graduate from here in two months and become the official killer of Black Sword." Book turned off the optical brain.
"You are really not afraid of being heard by the watchers." Zhuye was a little speechless.
"What are you afraid of? Anyway, the monitoring system has been eaten by the puppet sauce, right, the cute puppet sauce." After finishing speaking, the wild cat hugged the puppet and rubbed against her comfortably.
"Sister Meow...don't do this~" The puppet looked at the others for help.
But they all watched the show with a smile, and the puppet could only be ravaged pitifully in the arms of the wild cat's devil.
"Okay, let's go out after dinner. Although Uncle Yan won't monitor us now, and the monitoring system around us has been removed by the puppet, try not to make Uncle Yan suspicious." Can't help shaking his head and laughing.
"Hmm! Eh? Where's my chicken breast? Mr. Yu hates it, did you steal it again?" Wild Cat pouted angrily.
"No, it's not me, you guessed wrong." Yu denied Sanlian indifferently.
"I don't believe you, I don't care if you pay me!"
"I only have green peppers."
"I know I hate eating green peppers, Yu-jun, you are a black-bellied villain!"
"Hahaha..."
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In the dining room, the members of Sword of Hope, who have not yet been established, are full of laughter and laughter because of someone stealing food...
It's just that they haven't realized that in the future, it will be difficult for such a thing to happen again. When the sword of their hope is established, they will no longer be the same as they were before, and even...
It is no longer complete them.
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One month later.
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Under heavy rain.
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There is a large crater destroyed by a terrible violent explosion. It is the place where the West Asia distribution of the black mandala sword was destroyed. Under the dark sky, only the fire that has not been extinguished is bright.
Almost all the people in West Asia died in this sudden and terrible explosion. Except for a few secret rooms with extremely strong defense capabilities that can be preserved intact, all the facilities are also involved in this explosion. destroy.
Suddenly!
A bolt of lightning tore the sky apart!
Several beams of light rushed out of the pits of the ruins, and the continuous shooting of laser weapons continued to destroy everything around them. It was even difficult to distinguish the situation in the fierce exchange of fire. If someone could watch all of this, they could only tell that it was a few people wearing the most advanced bionic mechanical armor, and a fierce battle broke out!
It seems that...
Seven people are besieging one person!
"Uncle Yan, don't struggle anymore. The thrusters and communicators of your armor have already been tampered with by us. It is impossible to escape or call for support." The wild cat's voice came from a pair of armor came from.
Yan was besieged to the center, in a pit at the bottom, and the rest of the people fell on the ruins in various directions. There is no way to escape.
All of this knowledge can be said to have been given to them by Yan.
But now...
But it was used in the battle to kill him!
Their group, the first joint actual combat was so perfect, so gratifying, they are simply the strongest existence cultivated by their black mandala sword! But it's a pity that as a result of all this, there seems to be a small problem.
"How could you plan so carefully! Could it be that it started a long time ago!?" Yan asked in disbelief.
He couldn't imagine that half an hour ago, he was still in the bases distributed by Black Sword in West Asia, and he was very relieved to talk with the seven of them about the upcoming "graduation" of Black Sword, just like a teacher watching To the joy that one's student becomes a useful person.
Next month will be the day when this group of them will officially become mature black sword killers.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Yan, we did plan it a long time ago. Your brainwashing process for us all failed." Rose.
"Failure? We have used brainwashing methods for more than a century, combining various psychological and physical methods, how could they all fail!?" Yan still couldn't accept this reality.
The distribution of the Black Mandala Sword in West Asia!
The existence of one of the seven distributions of the Black Sword was destroyed by the planning of these seven children, destroying everything in front of his eyes! The group of killer members he had been proud of training has now become a devilish figure who wiped out the distribution of the black sword, and wiped out everything here!
Can't believe it!
Absolutely can't believe it!
"Master Yan, although I'm sorry, but the truth is like this, we can only kill you now." The tea cup still respects Yan, the teacher who taught them.
"How did you avoid the brainwashing process!? I even destroyed your memories!" Yan still didn't understand.
The current technology does not have the means of transplanting memory, at most it can only cause amnesia, so brainwashing will be much more convenient. But don't dare to destroy it too thoroughly, otherwise it will affect the brain, after all, they were too young when they were caught. It is precisely because of their young age that in fact, many children do not need amnesia at all, and can easily brainwash them directly. Anyway, their memories were not deep when they were young, and it is easy to distort them.
"It's true that our memory has been damaged to some extent, and we almost forgot about the past, but Uncle Yan, you have overlooked one person." Rose said indifferently.
"Ignore!?" Yan suddenly woke up!
Looking at Yu, whom he has always trusted the most!
"It's you!? Among them, you, the only one I didn't destroy the memory, changed them!?" Yan asked in shock.
Yu, when all the children were sent, showed an extremely ruthless side, and even killed an important instructor in front of Yan. This kind of child who was born to be a killer, Yan didn't even do much brainwashing work for him, because he had already regarded Yu as a killer!
Among all the killers he trained, the most proud work!
"Brother Yu helped us retrieve our memories, and we also know that Heijian killed our family members. Even if we don't care about it now, but because of Brother Yu, we can maintain our memory despite your continuous brainwashing. Self." The puppet said timidly.
"I have never accepted the idea of being loyal to the black sword." Zhuye moved the armor joints.
"I will never accept it either." Book answered indifferently.
Yan walked around among them. Even though he couldn't see his expression at the moment, he could still see his reluctance to accept the fact from his bewildered movements.
He is in the middle of the seven people, below everyone, he looks so pathetic...
He, Yan.
The supreme leader of the Western Asia distribution of the Black Mandala Sword.
The seven talented killers he cultivated with all his heart turned him and the entire organization into a complete rebellion today, and while they have destroyed the distribution in West Asia, they want to surround and kill him here!
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"Hey..."
The torrential rain continued to pour down, Yan slowly stopped all his movements, and stood there lamenting, amidst the torrential rain under the dark weather.
Rose, wild cat, puppet, bamboo leaf, book, teacup, feather...
Seven people surrounded and suppressed him.
The feather in it seems to be talking about something...
Can't hear...
Only the sound of rain...
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"Hey..."
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"Huh?"
The slight coolness and the sound of rain woke Lan Feng up. Lying on the deck chair under the parasol, he was so bored that he fell asleep while fishing.
"So it's really raining, and it's a dream of memories again..." Lan Feng seemed to be still in a state of confusion that hadn't fully woken up yet.
"The fishing skills are so poor that I was so bored that I fell asleep. I didn't expect that sunny days would turn into thunderstorms. This game is really elusive."
"But..."
"When I besieged and killed Uncle Yan, what did I say? I don't remember clearly..."
Lan Feng was in a state of memory in a state of confusion, looking at the lake in front of him that was poured by rain, dazed...