Divine Flame Crystal

Chapter 342 Underground Forces Meeting Room

This underground organization acts in a low-key and efficient manner, and its members roam in the darkness like ghosts to achieve their unknown goals. The outside world knows very little about them, except that every dark and windy night, a low murmur can be heard from deep underground in the abandoned palace, which seems to indicate that this mysterious organization is quietly planning a storm of change that will sweep the world.

The meeting hall located in the center of the ruins is a solemn and historic building. The entire meeting hall is made of rough and solid stone, and the ancient carvings on the outer wall seem to tell the glorious history and legends of the Great Magic Age. The huge oak door is inlaid with exquisite iron decorations, heavy and majestic, and is only opened when the king of the underground forces convenes a meeting.

When Xingluo stepped into the meeting hall, the first thing that caught his eye was the tall vaulted ceiling, on which were painted murals of human legends, colorful and amazing. In the space with a balanced length and width, huge iron candlesticks were hung, bringing a faint light to this dark room. Their shadows danced on the walls and the floor, revealing a mysterious atmosphere.

In the center was a huge oval oak conference table, surrounded by carved chairs with strange emblems. These chairs were not only symbols of power and status, but also the exclusive seats for the leaders of underground forces in various empires. The table was covered with documents and parchment scrolls.

The meeting room was surrounded by weapon racks, which were hung with knights' armor and swords. In such an environment, every decision could affect the fate of the entire underground forces, and even the future direction of the empire. Every discussion was a collision of deceit. So when the king announced the start of the agenda, a heavy feeling enveloped every participant, making them treat everything in front of them more carefully.

This time, Ying did not sit in the most conspicuous position in the center, but sat next to it. This action showed that the man in the wizard robe had a higher status than Ying, the uncrowned king of the underground forces. Xingluo did not speak. He just wanted to find Ying for some information, but he did not expect that he would be brought here. Although the light here was dim, all eyes were focused on him. He, who had always been low-key, could not help but feel a little awkward. Ying broke the silence without further explanation, but asked directly: "Is there any news about the snow?"

The deep part of the hall, which had been noisy originally, suddenly fell silent, as if everyone's throat was pinched by invisible hands and no sound could be uttered. The already dim light seemed to dim even more because of these words. No one dared to move at this moment, as if the person who had just spoken had great magical powers.

"King, all underground forces have been dispatched to search for clues, but..." said an imperial underground commander dressed in black with a trembling voice.

"I don't need a but," Shadow said.

The man in black knelt on the ground. He had heard that Ying was a man who was decisive in killing people. Anyone who dared to disobey him would be sent away. Today was his first day in this meeting room, and he did not expect to encounter this incident. He was about to collapse mentally. "Please give me some time. I will definitely find the source of this snow."

Ying frowned slightly, raised his arm, and finally put it down as if he had thought of something, "Sit back."

The man in black was filled with gratitude and wanted to say something like thank you, but it was too scary to be next to Ying, so he quickly lowered his head and dared not say anything more. Ying turned around and looked at Xingluo and said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

Ying knew that they had no clues about the snow, otherwise it would not be the turn of a newcomer to speak. They discussed the recent events of the underground forces. Xingluo listened and found that it was basically a collection of frame-ups and assassinations of some high-ranking imperial officials or high-ranking magicians and knights. After the meeting, thinking about the performance of the man in black just now, he knew how bloodthirsty Ying was usually, but Xingluo couldn't help but say: "It is inevitable that the people under your command will make mistakes, but if you forgive him today, he will not only be grateful to you, but will also work harder."

Ying nodded and said nothing. He was the one who killed the previous leader, and the person who replaced him didn't seem to have made much progress. This made him a little disappointed. As for the reason for killing, it didn't seem to be important to the former killer. Anyway, those eyes had dimmed, probably because they touched his memory, and some things made him think of the past. After seeing Xingluo, he had been longing for the mysterious space magic. Now, Xingluo's words were echoing in his mind. He couldn't keep killing. Fear could only temporarily intimidate his men, and it was impossible to bring a person back to life. He sighed and suddenly felt a little tired.

Since there are no clues here, where did Xingluo find the clues? Could it be that the other party has a larger intelligence organization than his own? Ying couldn't help but feel curious. While walking behind Xingluo, Ying didn't know when he started to get used to moving in the shadow of this man, or living.

Xingluo took Ying and left the teleportation array, heading straight for the Dawn Empire, which was their destination. The Moonfall Organization analyzed the degree of snow cover and the number of diseases caused by the poisonous snow, and continued to screen. In the end, all the information pointed to the Dawn Empire. When Xingluo knew the answer, he didn't seem surprised.

Xingluo and Ying arrived at the Dawn Empire very quickly. After all, there was a teleportation array. Although the two countries were far apart, it only took a moment to reach them if they paid enough magic cores.

In a somewhat old building, a huge circular stone platform stood in the center, inlaid with complex magic runes, emitting a faint blue light. This was the legendary teleportation array. The candlelight flickered around, reflecting the ancient totems and inscriptions on the stone walls.

A group of adventurers stood nervously and expectantly beside the teleportation array. They were well-equipped and held weapons tightly in their hands. The magician leading the team was putting a shining magic core into the teleportation array. The magic array was formed instantly, and the direction of magic power gathered in the center of the teleportation array. The runes in the teleportation array began to flicker, and the light became brighter and brighter, forming a strong vortex of energy flow.

When the light reached its climax, the entire teleportation array emitted a deafening humming sound, and the surrounding air seemed to be distorted. The adventurers hugged each other tightly, ready to welcome the upcoming space teleportation. In an instant, the vortex swallowed them up, and then everything returned to calm, leaving only the gradually extinguished rune light and a hint of mystery in the air.

In another empire, the adventurers appeared in a new environment accompanied by a dazzling light. They successfully used the teleportation array to cross a long distance and arrived at their new destination. Every moment, the many teleportation arrays in the empire were flashing mysterious light, and figures were teleporting back and forth in an endless stream. Xingluo and Ying were just one of them and did not attract anyone's attention.