Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 1235: Wolves And Lions

Two pillars of light descended from the darkness, and a person appeared in each pillar of light.

The two of them were wearing masks, but the difference was that one was wearing a clown mask, and the other was wearing a snow-white mask with only the word "K" on it.

The last two high-ranking members of Light Concealment Society looked at each other speechlessly. After a long time, Vincent the Clown sighed, "Thinking back to the past, there were six of us. Six of us decided the direction of the organization, and it was impartial that allowed the organization to develop rapidly. We even had the power to control the Federation, but now, there are only the two of us left."

"The purpose of the organization is to secretly guide the development of the Federation or even the future direction of the human race, but when we forget our original intentions and change our direction to the left and right, we may have planted the seeds of destruction." "I told you that killing Mobius wasn't necessarily a one-off solution," he said in a deep voice. "Perhaps we can influence him, guide him, or even recruit him into the organization, so I'm afraid this is another scenario."

"But you're too persistent. Not only did you get involved with a priest, you even mistook a wolf for a loyal dog!"

"This is indeed my responsibility. I'm too arrogant, brother." Vincent sighed, "But now is not the time to hold them accountable, do you think?"

K snorted.

"Perhaps you want to tell me the results of the investigation?"

"You should have known about this earlier" K said in a deep voice, "A's death is not that simple, brother. I went to that town and found some clues there. These clues indicate that the attacker of A was not from the Federation, or even from humans."

"Alien Star Mercenary?"

"Worse." K shook his head. "I found some sort of armor in some ruins, and then I brought it back for analysis and concluded that there was a 70% chance that it was tactical armor. You should also know which aliens liked to use this armor the most."

Vincent inhaled through the mask, "Nelm."

"Are you saying that Alan has hooked up with the people of Nelm and reached some sort of agreement?"

"The possibility is extremely high." K sneered, "In order to build the Doomsday Cannon as soon as possible, you insisted on making a black deal with the outsiders in the Yordon Domain despite my objections. If I'm not wrong, Alan will probably have paid attention to the channels and methods of the outsider federation at that time. He is indeed very well hidden, but this wolf, in other words, was raised by us."

'"There are no eternal allies in this world. There are only eternal interests. Even now, I don't think there's anything wrong with dealing with outsiders. I just want what I want. But in the general direction, I don't have any ambiguity. If I were born in the era of the Battle of Dawn, believe me, I would be at the forefront of the war!" Vincent shouted, "I have my own bottom line and principles. You don't have to doubt that."

K nodded and said, "It's a pity that the wolf didn't have any principles. He actually hired Nelm people to deal with humans. Damn it. I suspected that there were Nelm people involved in the Iron Prison incident that day, but I didn't have any evidence. It seems that Alan has long been in contact with the people of Nelm."

"So this wolf should be eradicated as soon as possible. This time, you don't want to stop me from dealing with him, do you?"

"No, but I'm curious how you're going to deal with him. He's no longer our puppet, but the president of the Federation, even if he's wearing a Mobbit mask."

"Don't worry, I have a detailed plan," Vincent said.

"Then I'm relieved." '"You said that the golden lion attacked the Doomsday Castle, and Capulo even personally intercepted you, but you managed to escape?" Kieran said, ignoring the specifics of the plan.

"That's right. Is there a problem?"

"I should ask you this, shouldn't I?" "Don't tell me you didn't see that Capullo let you go on purpose. With Marshal's strength, Vincent, honestly, you can't go anywhere if he wants to keep you. Throughout the federation, only Horn, Windsor Belo, the heads of the three great families and a few others can match that old lion," Kieran said.

"I am indeed not on Capullo's opponent list …" Vincent smiled bitterly. "Although I don't want to admit it, from the looks of it, I have indeed been used by that old lion. The recent presidential candidate in the limelight is said to have been won by Capullo and his old party. Capullo purposely let me go, it seems to be to hurt Alan, but in fact, Alan's approval rating has dropped a lot. If he hadn't tried his best to restore his relationship with the nobles, he would have stepped down immediately. "

'"You can tell that's the best thing. Be careful of Capulet. Don't forget that Alan is only a wolf at best, but Capulet is a lion. Even though the lion is old, the lion is still a lion. If he doesn't want to hear another wolf pointing at him, then the situation will be even more complicated."

Vincent muttered, "You mean Capullo wants to control the Federation by manipulating a puppet?"

"The nobles definitely don't want this to happen. If the old party is in power, especially if Capullo becomes the boss behind it, then the Federation will probably follow an extreme military dictatorship, which the nobles will not like to see. They have already made their move. From the candidate's recent stagnation in the voting, I can guess that if there is no interference from a wealthy family, I would not believe it even if I were to be beaten to death. "

"That's why you want to get rid of Alan. I agree with that. But we have to grasp the opportunity and lay the groundwork. Otherwise, if Alan goes, the old party will have no opponent, and we will instead help Capullo."

"I know."

"Then let's do it this way. I have other things to do." "Goodbye, Vincent," K said. "I hope to hear your voice again next time we meet."

"Of course."

The pillar of light disappeared, and space returned to darkness.

Vincent took off a holographic sensing helmet. He moved his shoulders slightly and handed it to a blonde assistant beside him. "How's Vina?"

"Still the same, boss."

"Very good, let me go meet this lady." Vincent stood up and walked out of the room with the female assistant. Outside the room was a corridor connected to a spiral staircase. The two of them walked down the spiral stairs and entered the living room through an entrance. Judging from the decorations, this place was like a luxurious mansion where a noble lived. In fact, the mansion Vincent was in was really an estate under the noble's name.

Even in federal records, it's a legitimate asset, no problem at all.

Passing through the living room to the kitchen, where the cook was preparing dinner. No one looked up at Vincent's arrival and they walked into a refrigerated warehouse. The female assistant found a concealment device under a row of shelves. A moment later, the shelves slid open, revealing an automatic door at the back. After the iris was scanned, the automatic door opened to both sides. Vincent walked in and the guards on both sides retreated after seeing that it was him.

After passing through a corridor, a room appeared in front of Vincent. When the door opened, Vincent walked in and said to a pretty figure sitting on a chair, "Good evening, Miss Wina."

It was Vina sitting on the chair, but her expression was haggard. Her hands were twisted behind the chair, her legs were open, and there was a metal ring on her naked feet. Each ring has a beam of light connected to the floor. Vina also wore a helmet covered with metal needles. It was the same helmet that Alan wore in the iron prison at that time. Due to the existence of this helmet, Wei Na Kong had a body full of Origin Energy but was unable to use it.

She looked up and smiled weakly, "Vincent, when are you going to kill me?"

"Kill you?" Vincent walked over and grabbed Vina's chest.

She screamed in pain.

"It's not that easy for you. You caused us to be so miserable that we even lost our Doomsday Castle. In order to find you, I put in a lot of effort. How could I kill you so easily?" Vincent pulled a chair over and sat down in front of the woman. He kicked away Vina's right leg. The woman was wearing a narrow skirt and her legs were crossed so quickly. With Vincent's eyesight, the scenery under the skirt was naturally full.

"Your ability is related to ice. I wonder if you were cold when you did that."

Vina sneered, "You can try, but if you freeze that thing, I won't pay for it."

Vincent smiled. "There will be a chance, and I don't think I'm that vulnerable. Let's get down to business, Vina. You should know that in three days, the Union will dismantle the Doomsday Cannon and transport it away. Isn't your boyfriend going to bring it back to Babylon to shock the aristocrats?"

"So what?"

"I will launch an attack. I want to attack the Federation team."

"Oh, so you want to get the road map from me?"

"That's right, but that's not all. I want you to tell him through a source that Alan will not doubt. I want to attack the transport team." Vincent smiled.

Wina narrowed her eyes. "In three days, Alan will be attending a speech. I guess your goal is not the transportation team of the Doomsday Cannon, but him, right?"

"You're really smart, Vina. Unfortunately, you're too smart. Just look at your current situation. How about you do me a favor?"

"If I say no, will you kill me now?"

Vincent laughed. He shook his head and crouched behind Vina. Raising Vina's hair, Vincent gently bit into the woman's earwheel. Vincent shrunk her neck sensitively. "I know, Vina. You're a sanity freak, so I don't know if you'd be happy to have some dirty, sick bum take turns with you," Vincent said. "I promise you this party will be long enough for you to never forget."

Wei Na's expression immediately turned ugly.

'"Think about it. They will stuff their stinky big fellows into your body anywhere you can fit them. I can definitely find a hundred or so of them, so you'll probably be happy for a long time."

"Stop it, I'll do it!" Vina gritted her teeth and said, "But you have to promise me that after all this, you will let me go."

"Deal."

A gasp sounded in the darkness.

Alan retreated from the woman on the bed. The woman on the bed didn't even have the strength to move a finger. Alan had conquered her for more than half the night. Now, she smelled like Alan in every corner of her body. Alan pinched her chest and walked out of the bed with satisfaction. He walked into the bathroom and Zhi Nao immediately sprinkled him with moderate temperature water, washing away all the traces left behind by the battle on his body.

He closed his eyes and was physically satisfied to the fullest extent possible. That woman was indeed a beauty. It had been a long time since he had been so carefree. However, his body was relaxed, but his mood wasn't necessarily that happy.

Leylor.

A name flashed through his mind. He was just an unknown person, but he had unexpectedly obtained the support of the old party. Now, it had become the biggest threat on Alan's way to re-election. Thinking of this, Alan smashed his fist against the wall with hatred.

Of course, he didn't care about Leylor, but there was another Capulet behind him, which was completely different. Things are not going well for Alan now, and the old party, under Capullo's control, is clearly going to put him aside and pick up a new federal president. The nobles only maintained a superficial relationship with the Federation because of the incident in Iron Prison, and secretly opposed the Federation, especially Alan.

Fortunately, the nobles also didn't want to see the old party sit in the big seat, and when Leylou's votes were about a thousand, they suddenly intercepted the young politician's votes. However, that did not mean that the nobles would reconcile with the Federation, let alone support Alan.

"Looks like I still have to rely on myself." Alan said softly.

"Don't run."

"Hurry up and catch him."

It was a nameless town. Once upon a time, a man in the town named the town Mad Dog Town because the man had the nickname Mad Dog and ruled the town with a machine gun and several subordinates. However, he quickly killed the others, and changed the name of Mad Dog Town, which had been barking for less than a month, to another name, but changed it again in March, so that whoever could eat in the town could be named after his own nickname or preference.

However, after a few years, the town had changed many names. Afterwards, no one was busy anymore. On the contrary, no matter what its name was, it was just a town.

Actually, it was not suitable to call it a town. There was only a bell tower, a church, and a few two-or three-story buildings that could barely be called buildings here. The rest were either shacks or tin sheets, sparsely piled up on top of the town. These simple houses were often shifted from place to place by the arrival and departure of their owners, so that until now the town, which did not resemble a town, did not even have a plan.

Of course, life in the town was so difficult that no one would bother to draw a plan or anything.

There was a garbage dump in the town that remained unchanged all year round. This was the home of a homeless man, a paradise for rats and cockroaches, and a treasure trove for scavengers. However, compared to the latter, this already poor town could not find anything valuable.

It was noon, and although the sun was still fierce, the harmful rays in the sun were already within the range that people on the surface could endure. Therefore, these ten and a half-year-old children still ran into the town's garbage dump in the sun. At the very front was an eight or nine-year-old boy. Tall and thin, he quickly got into an abandoned car. Other big children surrounded the car and kept knocking on the car with water pipes or other things.

"Come out, Jake, you can't escape." Someone outside shouted.

The boy called Jack shouted, "I'm not going out."

"Really? Alright then, everyone, let's go." The children pulled open the door, dragged Jack from the car to the ground, and pulled a bag out of his arms.

There was a doughnut in the bag, and the children left cheerfully. Jack got up and shouted, "Give it back. That's my lunch."

But the other children ignored them. They chirped like a flock of sparrows and ran out of the dump. Jack chased after him, but he was thrown down by a big boy outside the dump. The big boy made a face at Jake and ran away.

Jack fell heavily and won't be able to get up for a while.

At this time, someone picked Jack up from behind. The boy turned around and was a man who wrapped himself up tightly. Looking like those scavengers or vagrants in the dump, this man's smell was very clean, without the stench of sweat or anything else.

"Thank you, sir." Jack said.

The man's voice came from under the lowered brim of his hat, "Do you want to snatch back your things?"

"Can you help me? Sir, that's great." Jack said happily.

"No, I won't help you steal it. If you want to get your own things, you have to fight for it yourself."

"I can't steal them," Jake said gloomily. "There are too many of them."

"You can, but you need a weapon." The man flipped his hand out of the cloak, a pistol in his palm. The metal shell of the pistol refracted an oily glow in the sunlight, and it could be seen that it was in excellent condition.

Jack's eyes lit up and the man said, "Do you know how to shoot?"

The boy nodded and the man stuffed the pistol into Jack's arms. "Then it's yours."

Jack laughed, looking dangerous. He stuck his pistol behind his trousers and chased after the warehouse where the children often stayed in town. Not long after, gunshots rang out from the town, along with the screams of the children. The man laughed, "The surface of the earth still hasn't changed. It's violent and dirty. Even a brat dares to shoot and kill people. Then there doesn't seem to be any need to protect such a race, right?"

He took off his hat and a face appeared in the sun. Even though he had sunglasses on his face, if he appeared on Babylon, anyone would recognize him.

Because he was the President of the Federation, but this was the surface of the earth, and it was a very remote town. It was very difficult to expect the people here to recognize the President of the Federation.

Alan smiled and started walking towards the town. Everyone in the town ran to the warehouse where the accident had occurred, so no one noticed that a stranger had quietly arrived.

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