Part-time as God of the Heavens

　　 "What is a ball of lightning?"

　　 [Elder]'s tone is rarely fluctuating.

　　 Even he, after hearing the report from his servants, felt a little weird.

　　 Five hundred people are all professionally trained, and they also need the quality of special forces and the world's top equipment.

　　 And just last night, these five hundred people were wiped out by a flash of lightning, like cutting melons and vegetables.

　　 Elder is difficult to accept.

　　 It was not the loss of personnel that he couldn't accept. After learning from Sloan that some of the assassins had been instigated and became Templars, he already knew that the result of this action was doomed to failure.

　　 But I just intend to use it to find out.

　　 But now, the number five hundred was originally intended to find the bottom, but it turned out that he didn't even find the bottom, so he was solved by a ball of "lightning"?

　　 "What is that ball of lightning?" The elder asked Sloan, who had been received here all the way by his men, with an ugly expression, "From the Brotherhood of Assassins?"

　　 "Of course not, if there were, I wouldn't be here."

　　 "Furthermore, the supernatural power that the Assassin Brotherhood possesses that cannot be explained by science, you don't know it."

　　 Sloan looked at the elder, "Destiny loom, arc shooting, repair fluid, and Carlos's unique stunt and ultra-long-range sniper... the others are gone."

　　 It seems that Sloan's actions to the assassins have a great deal of impact on physics.

　　 "Furthermore, I really want to talk about this lightning...you don't really guess at all, do you?" Sloan asked again.

　　 "...heh," the elder looked at Sloan for a while, waved his hand, and motioned to his subordinates to fetch a quaint bronze box and put it in front of the two of them, "The closest thing I can think of..."

　　 said, the elder opened the box and took out two pieces of parchment.

"This is it."

　　 The picture on the parchment paper has faded and blurred, but it can be seen vaguely

　　 On the parchment, an assassin wearing a hood is holding a discharge sword, confronting a man wearing a heavy armor and holding a spherical object!

　　 "This is..." Sloan was startled for a while.

　　 He also has some ancient books there, but he has never seen this scene.

　　 "This is the assassin, this is the Templar," the elder said as he reached into the compartment under the box and opened it, "and what they have in their hands—"

　　 "One, I guess, is the source of the lightning, and the other is the thing in my hand."

　　 "Apple of Eden."

　　 A metal ball slightly larger than the palm of the hand was taken out by the elder and placed in his hand.

　　 "But, I can't use it," the elder looked at the Apple of Eden in his hand, "I always thought it was just an antique, but now...maybe, there are other uses for this thing?"

　　 "Who knows?" Sloan squinted slightly, pretending to be indifferent, "Probably."

　　 "Hehe..." The elder chuckled again, "Sloan Kenway, have you ever known this sentence?"

　　 "I don't understand what you mean." Sloan was taken aback and said calmly.

　　 "Tell me how to use this thing." The elder turned the golden apple in his hand without raising his head.

　　 "..." Sloan was silent for a while, "I don't know what you are talking about."

　　 "I know what you are thinking, your power has collapsed, but I haven't suffered any injuries, so you plan to let me suffer such a loss?" The elder asked the attendant on the side to bring a tray.

　　 On the tray, there is a pile of scattered metal parts.

　　 "I know very well the threat of the Knights Templar, especially after that strange group of lightning appeared."

Elder 　　 picked up the two parts and began to assemble them.

　　 "The number five hundred people, being killed, I don't care. What I care about is the ease of the other party and the unrevealed forces hidden behind the other party."

　　 "To say that they really only formed the Knights Templar by the few people investigated by Hawkeye, I don't believe it."

　　 is another assembly of several parts together.

"What's more, I don't know what the high table is in the hearts of those people now. As long as someone takes the lead, and I can't suppress it immediately, if the other party is smarter, our power will switch to the other party, it is normal. It’s like [Eagle Eye] and [Mole] in New York City..."

　　 "Although I am not unsure, since the opponent has the power described in the ancient legend, if I don't have it, would it be a little bad?"

　　The final parts are assembled.

　　 The elder picked up the successfully assembled metal utensil and put it on his right hand. When he stretched out his palm, Sloan discovered that the elder's ring finger was incomplete.

　　 buckled, the machine spring bounced, and a sharp blade pierced out!

　　 Shuriken!

　　 "Although the times have changed, as a master assassin, you are entitled to die under the Hidden Blade, Sloan Kenway," the elder stood up and walked in front of Sloan, "I will ask one last time."

　　 "Do you know how to use the Apple of Eden?"

　　……

　　 "Are you ready?" Zhou Yi asked.

"It's a little nervous..." Iri shrugged, "Although I am the president of a multinational pharmaceutical company, I have never experienced speaking in front of the public in all 50 states in the United States, and it is estimated that I will be caught in the next second. Something to the whole world."

　　 "Your eloquence is very good," Zhou Yi said, "Don't worry, just follow the real experience."

　　 Ai Rui: "……"

　　 Regarding the real experience, let’s not say so confidently!

　　 A different set of rhetoric is completely different, right?

　　 But...

　　 I revisited ~www.ltnovel.com~ Anyway, I seem to have said it in that way several times before, so it is not unacceptable to continue to say this this time.

　　 That is, compared to the situation that only two or three people heard before...this time, there are too many people who will hear it.

　　 At this time, the two are in a live broadcast room, and some government personnel are debugging the machine.

　　 Wait a minute, this news broadcast will occupy all TV stations in the United States!

　　……

　　The street near New York Continental Hotel.

　　 "I heard that last night..."

　　 "Yes, I didn't expect the Continental Hotel to be separated from the high table..."

　　 "Who knew that the high table would one day fall into a fight..."

　　 "It's so cool..."

　　 "Shhh, don't you want to live?"

　　 "Why, now this is the site of the Continental Hotel, and it is not a high table."

　　 Pedestrians pass by in a hurry, and almost all the conversations between them are this kind of information.

　　 On the ground they stepped on, it seemed that some dark red blood stains could be seen.

　　 It's just that they are not afraid, on the contrary, walking on such a ground, they are a little excited.

　　Because this is the blood stains of the men of the high table!

　　 New York Continental Hotel reversed, and the high table sent a clearing officer, but it failed!

　　 and it was a fiasco!

　　 People who are happy about this, except for some who are purely gloating, the rest are some, and the long backlog of emotions are released.

　　Resentment, anger, unwillingness... to mention them all.