Volume 3: The Nameless Chapter 75: Don't blame your boss when you are in trouble. Your boss can't solve the problem.
Zha Kang complained that they didn't care at all when Star Fort was attacked in Assassin's World, and were used as cannon fodder. This is actually not true.
Although the Star Club does often do this kind of shit, at least this time it's different.
Team K was sent by the Hunter, and Wesker was directly led by the "Warlock". Two of the three mentors of the Star Society became interested in this world.
Coupled with the fact that a bunch of B-level personnel were trapped in it and suddenly lost contact, the situation has escalated to a very complicated level.
The Star Castle has become a mess.
The department responsible for monitoring the many vassal worlds was in chaos. They had also experienced worlds losing connection, but never as turbulent as this time.
The connection between the World Gate and Star Fortress of the 11 B-class teams was cut off at the same time. After an emergency inspection, it was confirmed that the problem was not on their side, so the problem must be on the Isu Assassin world.
This was obviously a trap set for them, but unfortunately the truth was not discovered until seven months later.
Higher up in the Star Castle, the three great mentors gathered together.
The hunter and the warlock were both silent, obviously overwhelmed by the situation and had no intention of talking, but the swordsman next to them looked very happy. He even grabbed a bag of potato chips and pushed up his mask to reveal his lipstick-painted mouth, chewing the snacks that came from who knows what world with a crunching sound.
Acting as if it's none of his business.
This is normal.
Because this guy really came to watch the fun.
To be more precise, after she knew that the Warlock and the Hunter had fallen into a trap, she immediately ran over to watch and laugh at them crazily.
She herself doesn't even try to hide it.
Last time, it was her people who messed up things in the world of Team K, making her look disgraced and being mercilessly ridiculed and blackmailed by two asshole colleagues. She didn't expect that the retribution would come so quickly.
Now it's the swordsman's turn to eat the big melon in front of him.
"Can't you eat outside and then come in?"
The hunter was so distracted by the creaking sound that she could not think at all. She angrily scolded the swordsman:
"No snacking allowed in the office area of Star Castle! Look at the crumbs you've made all over the floor. Do you have a gaping hole in your mouth?"
"Who said we can't eat here? Did you just make that rule?"
The swordsman disagreed.
She changed to a more comfortable position in her seat and lay there to admire the hunter's impotent rage. She threw potato chips into her mouth and said in a long voice:
"Oh my, some people get angry, and it's despicable to take it out on innocent people, but it doesn't matter, I understand how you feel now.
Just like I felt last time.
It feels bad to step in dog poop for no reason, right?
Come, eat some potato chips to calm your nerves. It's not a big deal. It's just a bunch of idiots trapped in a B-level world. Have some confidence in your cannon fodder.
They are not as weak as you think.”
"Just shut up!"
This time it was the Warlock who spoke.
The gloomy spellcaster sat on his dark wooden chair and said in a gloomy tone:
“It’s still normal for a B-level world to find a way to cut off the connection of one or two world gates, but this time the projections of 11 world gates were cut off at the same time. The energy disturbance required to achieve this is quite terrifying.
If you don't understand, let me put it in a simpler way to accommodate your poor thinking ability.
This is an energy level that shouldn't appear in a B-level world!
We were deceived.
From the time we discovered that world until now, they have been pretending to be weak and luring the enemy deeper."
Hunter walked around the office with her arms folded. She summarized briefly in a man's voice:
"A good hunter often appears as prey. The most important thing now is not to find the cause. You two, we must immediately break the blockade and get our people out.
The fact that they made such a big fuss represented danger.
The later we act, the more threats our people will bear."
"I am puzzled."
The swordsman then spoke in a sarcastic tone:
"Isn't it just a group of B-level personnel? Is it worth your two being so concerned? Last time, 27 B-level personnel died inexplicably, but I didn't see you two getting so nervous.
He even had the mood to blackmail me.
Come on, relax, it's nothing serious."
The warlock and the hunter immediately ignored the swordsman who had come here specifically to cause trouble. They both turned their heads to look outside the office. They could both feel that the core of the coordinated world gate projection not far away was vibrating abnormally.
Although it has not yet affected all the projected entities, this vibration already represents that the situation is continuing to escalate.
"They are trying to crack the mystery of the World Gate."
The warlock whispered:
"The perception of the World Gate itself has been triggered. If this continues, the projections of the 11 World Gates will be completely shattered, and the last connection between us and that world will dissipate among the stars.
We have to speed up.”
"You mean, we will lead the team to conduct a 'forced crossing of the border' without going through the World Gate?"
The hunter hesitated and said:
"This reminds me of the early operations of the Star Society. At that time, the World Gate had not yet been forged. Wouldn't it be too risky to use this kind of 'World Airborne' when the other party is obviously prepared?"
“We have no choice.”
The warlock stood up and said:
“Get ready. This time, the three of us will go together! Gather your respective guards and the Council of Twelve. Don’t ask ordinary members for this matter.
They can’t cope with it.”
After saying this, the warlock stood up, took a step back, and disappeared into the office with the dark cloak fluttering behind him.
The hunter also wanted to leave but the swordsman stood up and pulled him back.
She glanced at the latter's fingers, which were covered with potato chip crumbs, clasped around her wrist, and immediately said in a cold tone:
"You want a fight? You know I don't like people touching me!"
"Hey, don't be so angry."
The swordsman let go immediately, but she leaned closer to the hunter and whispered:
"The annoying guy finally left. I just wanted to ask you what happened this time. You two are not the kind of people who panic when something happens. It's rare for you to panic like this at the same time because of an emergency.
There must be something wrong here.
Tell me, I will do my best to help you when we get there, otherwise I will just slack off. You and the warlock's world-traveling abilities are both more adventurous in nature.
You know, this kind of frontal assault has to be done by me personally."
"you……"
Seeing this guy threatening him, the hunter was speechless for a moment.
She was silent for a moment, then whispered to the swordsman:
"How much do you know about the assassin world that's in trouble right now?"
"Not much. It's just like what the organization spreads. It's a very rich world, rich in all kinds of excellent weapons and armor, as well as mysterious ancient knowledge. There may be some mystical powers, but the external manifestations are not outstanding, etc."
The swordsman put his hands on his hips and said:
"My subordinates have also gone in to explore and look for goodies, but I don't think there is such a 'natural treasure trove' in the dark stars. You see, although I am not as cunning and smart as you two, I have always been wary of treasures that are delivered to my door.
This is my principle in doing things.
This vigilance allowed my people to perfectly avoid this trouble."
"By staying away from things you doubt, you're missing out on some very important information."
The hunter shook his head and said:
"There is something wrong with that world. It is suspected that there once existed a super civilization inside it, an ancient civilization that could be rated as a Beyond Grade A force.
And that civilization probably predicted the impact disaster tens of thousands of years ago and also made preparations.
The warlock obviously noticed these clues, so he sent his A-level personnel to investigate, and I also have my people tracking this matter.
But this time, the communication between the two sides was cut off less than 12 hours after they entered.
Why do you think that is?"
"Bad luck?"
The swordsman tilted his head and said:
"Or have they really discovered some clues?"
"I have a feeling now."
Mr. Hunter did not give a direct answer, but said in a suspicious tone:
“A collective blockade of this scale should not be aimed at the pioneers we sent out. It is very likely aimed at us, I mean one of the three of us.”
"impossible!"
The swordsman immediately shook his head and said:
"How can they be so bold? Even if there was a super civilization, their power has long since declined. Unless a Superman or Thor is born among them, they can't do anything to us.
We don't need a world gate to travel through the world, can't we just run away even if we can't win?"
"Oh, I really envy your brain sometimes."
The hunter said quietly:
"In your eyes, all problems will eventually be attributed to the confrontation of power. Such a simple mindset allows you to be free from any conspiracies. To be honest, I really envy you.
never mind.
Get ready, we'll be there in a minute."
"You call me stupid and beat around the bush, but I won't argue with you."
The swordsman snorted, stretched his body and said:
"Oh my, such a simple and crude act of crossing the line made me feel like I was back in my youth, when we just got together and there weren't so many rules to break.
We decide on how to do things on the spur of the moment and do things according to our own mood.
Back then, you weren't so sharp-tongued, and the warlock wasn't so gloomy. The three of us were still so naive, and we really thought that we were looking for a way out for the future of the infinite stars.
Every day is so fulfilling.
How could it be like now?
Living like a fucking zombie..."
"Do you miss the past?"
The hunter suddenly asked:
"You know, we can actually go back in time..."
“It’s impossible!”
The swordsman who was smiling just now suddenly said in a cold tone:
"After witnessing so much blood, committing so much murder with my own hands, and watching innocent worlds reduced to ruins and sacrificed as bargaining chips because of your and my actions, who can still pretend that all this never happened?
Even I, who is so heartless, can't do it.
As for you...
I don't know what you are planning, and I don't care, but I would like to advise you, Hunter, not to get involved with those bad guys who have eight hundred minds in their minds when they turn their eyes.
They will sacrifice you when necessary, just like you used D-class personnel as cannon fodder.
Believe me.
They will not hesitate when it is time to make up their minds. You have been to my world, you know what happened there, and I know your story. "
The swordsman snorted and said:
"Essentially, you and I are the same kind of people. We are good at taking action but not good at planning. Your brain is better than mine, but it's still far from that of a conspirator.
Be careful not to be used as a gun by them.
That's it.
That’s all I have to say. You can listen to it or not.”
After saying that, the guy picked up his bag of snacks, turned around with a grunt, tore open a black space-time rift and jumped in, leaving the hunter alone in the office in silence.
The three mentors of the Star Society are the Hunter, the Warlock and the Swordsman. The relationship between the three is very delicate. To the Hunter who has already determined to become a "Little Fengxian", the Warlock is a gloomy opponent that cannot be avoided.
And the swordsman ...
This guy looks stupid but I can't see through him.
The hunter didn't know whether she would become an enemy or not, but the only thing that was certain was that there must be a powerful force behind the swordsman, otherwise she wouldn't be able to hold on to this position with her brain.
For now, they are neutral.
After two hours of mobilization, the three giants of the Star Society gathered again. This time, in addition to them, there were also the personal guards of each of the three giants and members of the Council of Twelve.
Except for Wesker, who was already trapped in the assassin world, the other eleven people were all present.
"I'll be the pioneer!"
The swordsman holding a devil's helmet excitedly announced loudly:
"After I tear open the space-time rift, you will jump in. The target world has already launched a shameless head-sucking attack on us! This is equivalent to a direct declaration of war, so there is no need to hold back from now on, everyone."
"The Cleaners have received the signal."
The warlock also said in a gloomy tone:
"After we have finished stripping away the large energy space-time disturbance, the regiment will enter to complete the next cleanup. This is an unplanned invasion operation.
But it shouldn’t be difficult for you.”
"Set off!"
The hunter with the sword on his waist concluded:
"Everyone, protect yourselves."
After saying that, the swordsman bravely put his helmet on his head and waved his hand.
A black two-handed blade emerged from the fire in the palm of his hand.
The pungent smell of sulfur gushed out from the fire burning around her body, and as she stretched out her hands to grab the invisible space and tore it, she opened a path to the world of assassins in an extremely rough manner.
The three great mentors all have the ability to travel directly through the worlds without going through the world gate. This is the capital , but only the swordsman can do such rough and direct interference.
Just like her code name, simple, crude and efficient.
"I see them!"
The swordsman said with full fighting spirit:
"These guys are preparing for a war. They are full of confidence. Great! My blade is thirsty!"
"Shua"
The black vortex of space and time was torn apart, and the swordsman rushed in first.
The three people from her faction in the Council of Twelve followed closely behind, but before they could get close to the swordsman's vortex, an unstoppable force rushed out from the gap torn open by the swordsman, sweeping across the upper level of the Star Castle like a sharp sword.
In an instant, one-third of the dome at the top of the castle was cut off.
As people and horses fell to the ground, the cracks torn by the swordsman quickly closed up, and the warlock looked up and saw that the projection core of the World Gate higher up began to crackle.
"not good!"
He exclaimed:
"The world coordinates are going to become invalid! There is a device over there that can interfere with the rules of time and space! There is another trap within the trap! Pull her out quickly!"
“It’s too late!”
The hunter's robes rustled with the energy shock. She followed the traces left by the swordsman to open the silver light gate, and shouted:
"Warlock, give me a beacon! Quick."
"Buzz"
Dark red magic flashed across the hunter's body, and the next second she herself disappeared in the silver light curtain. Then all the vibrations and conflicts stopped instantly, and the projection core of the World Gate above everyone's heads shattered with a wail.
"Is this a B-level world?"
A guy in a crimson tights in the crowd covered his face and crotch and screamed nervously as if he was kicked in the balls. He shouted:
"This is definitely Beyond Grade A, right? Hey, how are you doing intelligence work?"
"No, Wade, shut up!"
Shazam, one of the twelve councillors who was well versed in magic, examined the remaining energy with a serious expression. He whispered:
"They activated some device! Obviously, they themselves cannot control the device well, otherwise the impact just now would be strong enough to destroy the spatial foundation of the demiplane that supports the Star Fortress.
It should be some kind of 'ancient ruins' or 'ancient artifact' that exists in that world. It is very likely a one-time thing. This kind of thing often occurs after civilization degenerates."
"Now is not the time to discuss this."
The warlock said in a grim tone:
"The projection core of the World Gate has collapsed. I have to go and see its body. You guys should maintain order here first and don't publicize what happened here too much.
don’t worry.
They are alive, I can feel it.”
——
"Fuck! I'm in a bad situation this time."
On a snowy cliff in the Assassin's World, the swordsman who had just been hit head-on by a strange energy fell awkwardly in the snow.
Her armor was all broken, and her beautiful figure was almost completely chopped apart. She vomited blood while saying to the hunter who came to help her:
“You shouldn’t have come! Your crow’s mouth was right, you bastard. This was a trap set for the three of us, and we foolishly jumped into it.
It feels like being punched in the face a dozen times by Superman..."
"Please stop talking."
The hunter was also very angry at this time.
She tried to help the swordsman up, but the next moment, in the snow in front of them, a figure wearing a black suit and a golden cloak emerged from the blizzard.
The latter was wearing crystal high heels that an office clerk would wear. Under her hood, a black braid hung low on her chest, and on her swinging left wrist, a golden snake-shaped bracelet was faintly visible.
"Malacca!"
She stopped in front of the two of them, glanced at them, and swore:
"Youngsters these days are so clumsy and unreliable. How come there are two of them? Sigh, I don't know if my old arms and legs can handle it..."
