"Mu He is Salang??" Zhou Min, Zhao Kunsan, Wang Sanpang, and Mu Bai were all stunned!
This is a fact that is horrifying to think about. You must know that Mu Heke has always been one of the chairman of Tianlan Magic High School, and is no stranger to all of them.
Moreover, the families of Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou originally served the Mu family. Mo Fan's father Mo Jiaxing even worked as a driver and logistics support for Mu He. When you think about it, Mu He is the most murderous demon in the Black Church. With their heads spinning, they felt a chill rising from their souls all over their bodies, which made them unable to calm down from the heart palpitations for a long time!
"This... this is too unbelievable." Zhao Kunsan was already a little unsteady and took a few steps back.
Mu Bai said nothing, and he was the one who found it most difficult to accept.
When his mother mentioned Yu Ang's matter a while ago, Mu Bai thought that it was just a coincidence, or that Yu Ang came into contact with the Black Church after entering the Mu family. But after Zhang Xiaohou Hujin became the deacon, Mu Bai immediately thought these things.
Mu He has always been very kind to him and taken good care of him. Mu He is also the elder that Mu Bai has always respected the most.
But the more this happened, the more Mu Bai wanted to clear his suspicions, otherwise how could he feel at ease?
As a result... it turned out to be the place he was most accepting of.
The information that Zhang Xiaohou obtained through his life is definitely not false. Then his uncle Mu He is really a member of the Black Church, including the chess piece Yu Ang was sent to Mu Zhuoyun, and the people from Bo City were arranged to come to the ancient capital for convenience. They carry out their next plan...
"Sa Lang should have been placed under house arrest by us. This Mu He is the Archdeacon of Hujin!" The gray-white mysterious man said in an extremely serious voice.
"House arrest? You put Sa Long under house arrest, so why don't you deal with him??" Mo Fan said in surprise.
"We also think about it, but executing Salang will definitely cost the lives of nearly 10 super mages, because we can't be sure who is the real Salan at all," Han Ji said.
At present, the mysterious gray and white people also told them about the house arrest of senior officials in the ancient capital.
This was the only way they could think of to trap Sa Long. In fact, the people they sacrificed after learning this information were far more than just the companion in the alley. Those who searched for Sa Long's true identity during the Magic Association Trial Meeting, anyone who knew this level , are all dead.
Han Ji and the mysterious gray man must make this gamble. A conspirator who can plunge an entire ancient city of millions into extinction must not be allowed to leave!
"Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, Fei Jiao, and Lu Xu are also among them??" Mo Fan asked in surprise.
Han Ji nodded and said, "I know Zhu Meng is actually the least suspicious, but..."
"What if we can't find out who Salang is?" Zhou Min asked.
"Then we have to..." Han Ji sighed. It seemed that even he felt that doing so was extremely cruel, and his face was extremely depressed. "I have no choice but to..."
"Execute them all!" said the mysterious gray man.
The air froze at this moment, and everyone looked at the president of the Magic Association and the mysterious man in disbelief.
All executed...
For one Sarang, nearly ten high-ranking super mages need to sacrifice innocently. This is too cruel! !
You may not be familiar with the others, but just last night Du Xiao, Zhu Meng, Fei Jiao, and Lu Xu made huge contributions to the North City Wall. They also risked their lives to kill the ghost tyrant.
"Is it...worth it?" Fang Gu couldn't help but take a breath.
"This is the decision of the Supreme Tribunal. If Sarang is not eliminated, a greater disaster will occur. You have also seen this catastrophe, how many lives, how many families... We made huge sacrifices to finally lock in the list. Among these high-level officials, if they don’t kill him this time, they may never have another chance!” Han Ji said through gritted teeth.
No one knows how much the trial society paid to find Salan.
In fact, even if the fake plot is not staged. If the senior officials are summoned there, they will also adopt a house arrest plan. The death of that person is to further confirm and convince the senior officials that they are willing to be placed under house arrest...
Just for this purpose, some people made sacrifices, and the step of putting Salan under house arrest caused mountains of corpses to pile up.
What would any other person or organization do?
Look at this vast ocean of the dead, and look at this city full of people crying and desperate waiting to die. Can Salan really be let go? ?
This decision is indeed quite unfair to other innocent senior officials, but there is no choice, really no choice.
"The next plan of the Black Church is to resuscitate King Yingzheng of Qin. Once he wakes up, the inner city will completely turn into hell. Do you think it is worth it to exchange the lives of nearly ten senior officials for the lives of millions of people in the city? We are also paying back Do you have a choice??" The mysterious gray man's words reached the point of excitement, and his body was already shaking.
He has always been in darkness, and his name is not even written on the glorious Magic Association's roster. He is doing similar things to the Black Vatican. The only difference is that the Black Church is being destroyed, and he is using the lives of countless subordinates to prevent the destruction.
But one truth he has come to understand clearly over the decades is that this struggle is nothing more than exchanging the sacrifice of a group of people for the survival of most people. This is true for any guarding task that rises to the safety of a city or even a country!
There is no peace without bloodshed. The decision made by the Magic Association will violate justice and be morally condemned. It will even be shameless to face these dedicated and innocent high-level officials and their families. But in doing so, they are at least worthy of the suffering people and the vast majority of people. most.
"But what if Salan is a person who is not afraid of death, and in order to achieve this goal, he does not mind being buried? Also, what if, I say what if, you are wrong in your judgment, and Salan is not among those high-level officials at all. All the high-level officials were buried, and the monarch-level undead had no one to contend with. I think even if King Qin Yingzheng is not resurrected, the safety barrier will not be able to last for a few days. What you are doing is too extreme." Mu Bai said immediately.
"Why don't we understand what you said? But before you raise these questions, you should also tell us a better way. Otherwise, all the questions are meaningless. It is better to implement and do something. It may be effective." Mysterious. said the gray man.
"This..." Mu Bai was suddenly speechless.
"When do you plan to execute this beheading plan?" Mo Fan asked seriously.
"When the corpse of the mountain peak attacks the safety barrier," Han Ji said.
"Mu Bai and I have the same idea. Once the top brass dies, the undead monarch can massacre the city. These people cannot die. Now we know that Mu He is the Archdeacon of Hujin, and since the Archdeacon of Hujin is Salang's right-hand man, Then he must know who the real Salang is..." Mo Fan said.
"The Archdeacon Hujin you are talking about must have taken control of the situation instead of Salang. The inner city is full of Black Vatican spies. If our guard mage moves, he will definitely escape." The white man from the mysterious society said.
"Let's go!" Mo Fan said in a cold voice.
"Yes, let's capture Mu He!" Zhou Min said.
"Why do you think this Archdeacon Hujin will be found by you?"
"We don't need to look for him, he will come to us." Mo Fan said with certainty.
"Before we asked the Imperial Guard Mage to bring you here, he might still come in person, but I'm afraid he won't come now." said the white man from the mysterious society.
"Yes, he will definitely come. The problem now is how to convey the news to his ears!" Mo Fan said with certainty.
"I know a tea house owner. That person will contact my uncle from time to time. I think there is probably something wrong... I can pretend to take refuge in his tea house, and then unintentionally reveal the information you want to convey to him, and he will If you are from the Black Church, you will definitely pass it on to my uncle!" Mu Bai's eyes flashed with determination. (To be continued.)
