Apex War God Chapter 1551: All directions are moving!

Meanwhile.

Gaul State.

At this time, it was eight o'clock in the evening in Gaul.

On the outskirts of the flowery city of Gaul, there is a quiet place.

The rolling hills here, endless fields and flowers, are fragrant and open-minded.

A huge manor is located here, which is the headquarters of the world's largest killer organization "Fallen Angels".

At this time, in a secret office in the underground base of the manor.

A handsome young Caucasian man with blond hair and blue eyes is sitting at a desk, typing on a keyboard.

This man is the current helm of the "Fallen Angel", Hermes, the "God of Death with Thousand Faces".

On the computer is a quirky website. The whole website is dominated by black and red tones, giving people a creepy feeling.

This website is called the "Dark Web", and after multiple encryptions, even the most powerful hackers in the world cannot break into it.

Anyone who wants to hire a killer can post quests on it, and major killer organizations can receive quests.

Because of "Fallen Angels"'s reputation in the dark world, there are too many quests every day.

For ordinary tasks, Hermes would naturally not accept them.

But this is the case, he still has a lot of tasks to deal with every day.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Hermes responded.

The door was pushed open, and a tall, tall man in a black suit hurried in.

Hermes looked up at the man and asked, "Amos, what's the matter?"

Amos replied respectfully, "Team Leader, we received a distress signal from Lord Victoria just now!"

"Victoria?!"

Hermes stood up suddenly, "What happened to her?"

"Team Leader, Lord Victoria must have crushed the Super Signal Transmitter, so the distress signal came to us!

We don't know what happened to this lord! "

Amos replied.

"Since Victoria has even crushed the super signal transmitter, it means that she is now in danger that cannot be solved!"

Hermes frowned and said in a shocking voice: "Hurry up and call, call all those who didn't work, and rush to rescue Victoria with me!"

"Yes!!"

Amos responded with a shudder.

In less than half an hour.

More than a thousand people have gathered at the gate of the manor.

These people wore uniform black suits with cold expressions and strong killing intent.

They are all elite killers who are now staying at the headquarters, and they can all rank on the Dark World Killer List.

"Leader, there are now a total of 1,200 brothers and sisters gathered!

800 more brothers and sisters who are not on mission are on their way to the port of Foss! "

Amos respectfully reports to Hermes.

"Good!"

Hermes nodded, then exclaimed: "Let's go!"

In a few minutes.

Hundreds of black commercial vehicles drove away from the manor like a long black dragon...

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At that time.

Middle East.

The Lute Desert.

At this time, it was about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

The night is bright and the stars are rare, a waning moon hangs high in the sky, and the moonlight pours down.

The vast desert, dead sand sea, uninhabited, majestic and quiet, give people a sense of desolation and desolation.

However, in this desert, there is an oasis that covers an area of ​​1,000 square kilometers, like a treasure in the desert.

In this oasis, a huge base is built, like an independent kingdom.

Tall and strong fortresses and buildings stand here, like guards in the desert, giving a sense of solemnity.

Around the base, there are dark-skinned, imposing mercenaries in black stretch vests and light brown overalls patrolling and guarding.

Here is the headquarters of the world's largest mercenary group "Purgatory Mercenary Group".

Although it was late at night, on the training ground, thousands of naked mercenaries were still training, sweating like rain.

"Continue training, don't stop, guys who can't reach their goals, don't think about resting tonight!"

"Carlos, what the **** are you doing, haven't you eaten? On the original basis, your training tasks have tripled for me!"

"FUCK! Brady, are you a motherfucker? The power of punching is so small that if you can't subdue the enemy with one punch, then death is waiting for you!"

On the training ground, a powerful voice kept ringing.

The person speaking is over 1.85 meters tall, wearing a black stretch vest, and his muscles are bulging like a stone.

He has short curly brown hair, deep facial features, and a tough face. Although he looks young, his eyes reveal a calm and air that does not match his age.

This young man is the current helm of the "Purgatory Mercenary Group", and is now the new "King of Mercenaries" Ron in the mercenary world.

Ron looks like a lion, patrolling his territory.

Those mercenaries who are training, any of them are famous in the mercenary world, so each of them has a very hot character, even brutal.

However, in the face of Ron, they dare not have any thoughts of resistance, only surrender.

Just because this man is too powerful.

In the mercenary world, only the strong are respected, and Ron is a well-deserved strong man, and they are naturally in awe of Ron.

When Ron took over the "Purgatory Mercenary Group", many people were dissatisfied.

But in the end, Ron single-handedly defeated all the powerhouses in the "Purgatory Mercenary Group" and was recognized by everyone.

So, here, and even in the entire mercenary world, Ron is the king that deserves it.

But at this moment, a rough voice came in from outside the training ground.

"Wang, I have something to report!!"

I saw a giant black man over 1.9 meters tall strode in.

The black giant came to Ron, bowed his head slightly, and respectfully.

Ron looked at the mercenary being trained and said solemnly: "What's the matter, tell me!"

"Wang, just now, our experimental base received a distress signal from Lord Victoria!"

The black giant replied respectfully.

Hearing this, Ron turned his head sharply and asked, "Is this true?"

"True!"

The black giant nodded again and again, "Lord Victoria crushed the super signal transmitter, so we can get the news as soon as possible!"

"Damn!"

Ron's face sank, "Looks like Victoria is in danger!

The guy who dares to hurt Victoria, I Ron will definitely let you die! "

Speaking, Ron glanced at the mercenaries who were training and exclaimed: "Everyone, gather!"

The sound is still on.

The mercenaries stopped one after another, hurried over, and stood in line.

"Wang, is there any task to be assigned?"

"Great, finally a mission, this **** training is so boring!"

"Wang, tell us quickly, what is the mission?"

The mercenaries asked with a smile.

"Quiet!"

Ron scolded, and then said: "I just received news that the 'Sea Demon' is in danger, and I will bring someone to rescue!

All of you, quickly gather all the brothers who are staying at the headquarters and prepare to go with me! "

"Yes!!!"

All mercenaries responded in unison.

Twenty minutes later.

Hundreds of transport helicopters and fighter jets took off from the apron of the headquarters of the "Purgatory Mercenary Group", flew over the desert, and went straight to the nearest port...