Produced by Owenbls123 - The sev

"Oh."

"Hey, hey."

This is the sound of midnight on April 15, 2032 in a desertless plain. Small drops of rain fell from the sky, and many small leeches formed on the ground.

"Hey, hey."

"Oh."

Suddenly, this voice stopped, and two figures appeared behind a small hill. A figure in a black coat and a half mask on his face masked only half of his face. Another man was wearing a blue jacket and standing there with his waist. He is a bald head and can clearly see his outline through the moonlight.

"Is it found?" one voice said.

"Not only found, we have already got it." Another voice replied.

"Very well," said the first voice. "It is said that the seventh one has already been taken away. But as long as we still have the opportunity, I will definitely revenge!"

"I'll get it in hand very soon. The operation of 'The Fishing Net' will begin immediately and this time will surely bring them all out. Oh, yes, this is the sixth one."

The bald head pulled out a black cipher box from the inside pocket of his blue jacket. There was a golden eagle symbol shining in the dim moonlight. He unlocked the code lock, and the box of the cryptobox popped open with a crystal clear crystal inside.

"This is the sixth?" said the masked person.

"Yes," said the bald one. "It took them a long time to get it."

The masked person carefully picks up the crystal with his thumb and forefinger, and its dazzling purple glow shines in the moonlight as if it had endless energy.

"That's great," said the mask man, putting the crystal back in the cryptex and gently covering it. "I'll take care of it," the masker said, putting the box in his coat pocket. .

"This action depends entirely on us," said the bald head. "Don't forget our ultimate goal."

"Okay," the mask man said, "take care."

Then, the two shadows disappeared from the hill.

"Hey, hey."

"Hey..."

When the voice of “啪嗒” disappeared, the spring night returned to its original tranquility, and the plains fell into deep sleepiness again. But it does not know how cruel war will be waiting for it.

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