The Godsfall Chronicles

It's not dark yet, Snake Tavern can't stop, marginal merchants, adventurers, faithless people, third-class characters gather here to eat, enjoy, make tobacco alcohol smell full of this ventilated place is not very good.

On one side is the dancer who twists her sexy body, and on the other side is the man who beats her, filled with male hormones that make people shout, cheer, and blame each other.

While the scene is noisy and decadent, the decadence is full of order.

The old man in the gray robe walked into the tavern, tall, very skinny, with a goat's beard, dressed in plain, clean clothes, like an old scholar, with a big hat on his head, covering most of his face.

“Sir, your reservation is ready. ”

A young waiter walked over, he looked very young, long hair tied to a simple ponytail behind his head, and his eyes were very agile, giving a lively and functional feel.

The old goat moustache slightly turned his head, his eyes wandered constantly to observe the surrounding area, his final eyes stopped slightly on the liquor mixer snake in the bar, the snake just looked up at him, the two eyes avoided at the touch, leaving no trace.

The waiter took the old goatee to the window room, where he brought a fine silver jug and a few dishes of wine. These foods are boutiques in the sandcamp, except for what the goatee seemed to be lacking.

“Little don't disturb adult dinner time. ”

The old goat moustache put his hat on the table, his head full of grey white hair dropped, he didn't look too old, but his face was full of wrinkles carved out of the blades of the years, and each ditch gave the people a hard feeling. His eyes were filled with prickly emotions, combined with anger, pain, anticipation and a hint of morbid madness.

This kind of person feels bad, his calm and calm on the surface is like a lake water, is actually covering up the volcano at the bottom of the lake, no one knows when this volcano will erupt.

About an hour or so, a tall hawk with a bald nose walked in.

He passed by with a sharp eye like an eagle and eventually handed over a note with a single room number to the tavern. Without saying anything, the young waiter immediately took the middle-aged man with him to the single room.

When the bald man with the eagle hook nose walked, it seemed very slow. In fact, it was very fast. If you look more closely, you will find that he walked at a delicate and delicate pace. Especially when he crossed the crowd, he did not touch any stool feet, nor did he touch any person's clothing horn, as if a ghost was silent and floating quickly, leaving no trace.

A real master!

The haircut teenager pushed open the door.

The bald man with the eagle hook and nose appeared in front of the old goatee, who saw the man, his eyes suddenly showing excitement, and he stood up and respectfully said, "Lord Bald Eagle! ”

The man, nicknamed the vulture, measured the old goatee and said, "Lo, it's been a few years. You look too old. ”

“At the end of the day, man will be old. Aging is not terrible. He is most afraid of old and does nothing.” The old goatee sighed bitterly, waving at the teenager around him, "you go down. ”

The waiter surveyed the middle-aged man with the bald nose of the eagle hook and glanced at the old goatee. He bent down respectfully and closed the door with both hands when he retreated.

The vulture said with emotion to the old goatee: “Stop insisting, your health is not good, this time go straight back with me, you have contributed enough to the organization for more than 20 years, there is no need to put all the rest of your energy and time here, you should also have your own life. ”

“Life? My life has long been ruined.” The old goatee shook his head and said: "The greatest wish of my life is to see the destruction of Tianyun City fall one day. If I can really see this scene, let me pay whatever price I want. What can the district do for decades of slumping? ”

The vulture makes a noise move.

He stood up and pushed open the door, looked around, and found no suspicious target. He was relieved to see only a ponytail waiter walking away.

“Rest assured, Lord Vulture, that no one will eavesdrop.” The old goatee stands up, however cautious: “The owner of this tavern is a man of good background, and without his help, I would not have received this important information. ”

“You mean the owner of this tavern? Is he trustworthy? ”

“It is hard to say for sure that his position is by no means on Sky Cloud City's side, otherwise what he has done and what he has collected will probably be enough for him to die ten times and eight times, let alone assist me in obtaining such important information. ”

“I trust your judgment.” The vulture nods to the old man: "Now the intelligence is on you? ”

The old man slowly pulled a black cover book out of his arms and gave it to the vulture: "It's all here. This is the main layout map of Tianyun City and the position of chief of the city defense corps and above, with a total of more than 1,500 names of low- and middle-level officers and backgrounds of origin. ”

“It's hard, it's hard!” The vulture brings the black brochure like a treasure, and he hurries back and reads it: “With this information, we can make plans to infiltrate or even invade Sky Cloud City, Lo, you've done a great job! ”

The old goatee obscured: "It took us years to gather this information, losing more than three dozen companions in total, and it was they who were the true agents of this foundation. I just hope that one day this intelligence will work so that Sky Cloud City can be completely razed to the ground! ”

The vulture looked briefly several times, although it was just a grass reading, but judging by the content, he determined that the information was extremely authentic and accurate. It must have taken a lot of effort and experience for this old man to complete this kind of intelligence gathering. It was too difficult to avoid a lot of sacrifices throughout the process.

“Don't be stubborn, come back with me! ”

“Everyone has their own battlefield. As long as this war doesn't end one day, I won't step back from the front line. As long as I'm needed here, I won't be a deserter. You should understand me.” Old Goat Hu is not half heartbroken, “but now that I have come, I would like to recommend a few young people to you, these are the new sharps I have discovered all these years. If you send them to headquarters to cultivate them properly, the future will surely become our instrument. ”

The vulture sighed.

He also knows the old man's temper.

Although the old man was reluctant to go back, he recommended several talents, and the vulture absolutely believed the other person, since it was the one he recommended, it must be very reliable.

“It's almost time.” The old man takes a look at a pocket watch: "Follow me. ”

The long-haired waiter wandered around the tavern bored only to see the goatee elderly and the hawk-nosed man quickly leave the tavern. He slammed slightly, lowered his things and quickly chased his feet.

The old goatee has already calculated the time.

It is now the time when the sand battalion is the most crowded, when two people leave the tavern and walk out into the crowd, almost instantly disappearing into the crowd without a trace. When the teenager came after him, several intersections of different sizes appeared in front of him, and he had no idea in which direction they were going.

…………

A few minutes later.

An abandoned little warehouse.

The air is dusty and smells of mold.

The crippled candle struggles in the wind to defend itself from the darkness with a faint light, just like the old man in front of the candle, who wants to bring a little more light and heat to the world before he runs out of oil.

“These are the young people I recommend. ”

The elderly goatee stands in front of six people, the youngest looking only in his twenties, the oldest but only in his early forties.

“These are the elites I've been digging up over the decades of covert intelligence activities lurking on this edge. Everyone and I have been born and died, and each one of us is stubborn. Whether we train as intelligence agents or warriors on the front lines in the future, we can entrust heavy duty partners! I can guarantee my life for that! ”

The vulture nodded: “Since you personally recommended it, I would definitely recommend it to the Wolf Sword leader. ”

“Wait! We're leaving. What do you do?” A middle-aged man with a black-backed knife came out, "I followed you, and I'm not leaving you! ”

“Me neither! ”

“Me too! ”

The vultures are slightly moved to see this, these are the outer members of the Dark Nucleus, and every outer member dreams of going to true headquarters, especially those who sneak up on intelligence missions on the edge, if they can eat their coats brightly or if they want to live like rats.

Now these people are willing to follow this old man, willing to give up opportunities.

“One day a man dies, but faith does not perish.” The old goat moustache showed a joyful smile, he lifted up the crippled candle that was almost burned out, and lit a few new candles to make the abandoned place of darkness brighter. "As long as the fire of faith continues to pass, it will eventually form the original momentum, how regrettable are we to die? Don't forget our plan! ”

The six face each other.

The vulture was surprised to ask, "Do you have any other plans? ”

The old goatee nodded: “Sky Cloud City cloth defense map shows that there is a blind hole in the defensive junction, give me some time. If it is proven that there is a gap, just use it to release the poison gas weapon, a single move can eliminate the hundreds of thousands of people in Sky Cloud City, thus inflicting an unprecedented trauma on Sky Cloud City. ”

When it comes down here.

The look on the face of the old goatee became a little shady and frightening.

The vulture never thought that hatred could push people to this point, and the only belief this old man has in life is to destroy Sky Cloud City. But the plan was very interesting, just as the vultures were ready to ask for more information.

Dang Dang!

A small bell swayed gently.

The sound, though very crisp, was stuck on everyone's eardrums like a poison needle.

“No!” a man at the door stood up with a big look on his face: "There's a sneaky shadow approaching, and I suspect we've been exposed. ”

Without saying a word, a silent black man lifted a huge gun from behind and broke it, took two bullets twice as thick from the chest and stuck them in the gun, clicked, loaded the bullet, he rushed up two steps, and held the gun against the wooden door was one shot.

Boom!

It's like a shock coming out.

The wooden door of the small warehouse was directly smashed.

Outside, a figure was hit on the spot, screamed and pounded out, fell heavily on the ground, such a powerful shot, even through a thick wooden door ten or nine were to die.

“Oops!” Goatbeard, the old man's face has changed dramatically: “Condor, you go first! ”

“Then you...”

“This is not the time to think about it!” The old goatee shook his head and said, "You should know the value of this information, and you should send it to the Wolf Sword leader anyway, otherwise all our previous efforts will be in vain! Don't say anything. Let's go! ”

The voice just dropped.

These people didn't have time to react, they could only hear the stormy and sharp whistle, coming from all sides of the windows and wooden walls, beating God, and a sharp arrow spilled in, instantly covering them.

“Hide first! ”

The vulture kicked over a table and blocked it. The wooden table blinked and was nailed to seven or eight fine arrows. Others were looking for cover. A young man could not avoid being shot in the eye and immediately fell to the ground with a wail.