Chapter 410: Sands 3

Asem was wearing rumpled clean shirt trousers.
In this Hengrikala, which now even regulates water sources, such a dress is already relatively good.
It looks like some capable social elite.
Yes, the current social elite is this image and honor.
He walked on the street, and ordinary people in sight were either working for Bain University or believers wearing holy emblems. No longer is the peripheral staff of Xingmang and Yuechi.
There is no work to hang around, apart from the staff and the families of the extraordinary, there are only outsiders who have just entered the city and have not yet found their place of belonging.
Asamu opened his neckline and marveled at the city's stability and peace.
Moving along a street that was filling the potholes, he followed the curve to the right and went up a staircase at the corner.
Going up the stairwell, he quickly came to a red security door on the third floor.
Alas.
He reached out and knocked.
After a while, the door opened a gap silently, and a bloodshot eye appeared in the gap.
Seeing him, he seemed to recognize him.
"come in."
Eyes retracted again.
Asamu opened the door and strode in.
Inside the living room, there are leftover food packaging bags, and sofas, tables and chairs are full of cut newspaper fragments.
There was a word in the entire room, chaotic.
The owner here, a decadent man wearing a flip-flops, with a beard and a thin face, was sitting on the sofa with one buttock and picking up a compressed biscuit into his mouth.
"What are you doing here again? I'm just an ordinary person now and don't want to be involved in your shit."
"Rest assured, no one knows you are my half-brother." Asamu smiled and replied softly.
"I wish I had never had a brother like you." The bearded man waved his hands lazily.
"So, what do you want to do when you come here?" He knew that his younger brother, Asem, would never come to visit him with nothing to do.
Asamu didn't answer immediately, but stood up, walked to the window, and lifted the curtains to look out.
"What do you think of Hengrui Cara? I mean Hengrui Cara now."
"Hengrui Kara? Compared with other gathering places?" Bearded felt his beard and thought.
"It's pretty good. Except for the secret place, other gathering places, I personally think that no one can do better than here."
"So? What's your purpose?"
He never knew that his brother Asam was a very purposeful person. So he must be here to accomplish a certain goal.
"If you are here to overthrow the temple rule, then you can go out and turn right now." Luo Chihu thought he gave a good piece of advice.
Asamut laughed suddenly.
"Brother, you are still so cautious ... But you are so cautious, and finally decided to meet with me, to be honest, I am grateful."
The smile on his face converged.
"Actually, I came here this time to ask you to help me find out the true strength and details of the temple!"
"True strength and bottom line?" Bearded thoughtfully.
"Yes." Asam nodded. Put down the curtain with your hand, push the instant noodle box on the side of the table away, and lean your back lightly against the edge of the table.
"We have always regarded the temple as a large, emerging armed organization.
But after several consecutive major incidents. No matter whether it is the three mysteries or our seven lock towers, we can no longer ignore this growing organization. "
"Compared to other cults, such as the religion of Wann, in front of the temple, it is like the difference between eggs and stones. It is not a level at all."
"The two ranks made the level war, and the temple was actually in the upper hand. This was an incredible shock to the outside world.
Almost every time they contact the temple, the outside world finds that they have deeper and stronger powers that have not been revealed. "
"After all, you also know how much effort and time it would take for us to train a rank and file, even for our Seven Locks Tower.
But what about the temple? The strong among them seemed to come out of nowhere, and suddenly came out. This is also what makes it difficult for us to understand. "
"So you plan to find out the details before deciding on the attitude towards the temple?" Bearded realized the meaning of the Seven Locks Tower.
"You can say that." Asam nodded. But a smile immediately appeared.
"However, simple investigations take a lot of time, and we don't waste so much time. So ..."
"and so?"
"So, we used a little tactics." Asemu smiled mysteriously on his face.
"What do you mean?" Bearded blinked.
"Meaning ..... the second lock of the second seat. Maybe it's almost time to get to the west wheel? That's the headquarters of the legendary temple."
Asemu's face showed confidence.
"Obviously, the temple ’s frequent actions on Hengrakala ’s side have a much greater influence than the western side.
It is conceivable that they probably put their main combat power here. To open up new territories.
In this way, the local headquarters is likely to be a second-level combatant who is unable to act because of insufficient strength.
So there hasn't been much movement in the headquarters there, which is probably the reason. "
"So, are you going to let the second lock test the reality?"
"Yes. I believe that more than 80% of it is true." Asamu showed his confidence.
"I have a hunch."
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West Wheel Temple Headquarters.
The king of the night was lying on the bed like a salty fish, and he tried to flatten his body as much as possible.
In this way, after covering the quilt, people can not see the person sleeping in bed.
But he blessed the powerful secret to raising interest!
Since practicing the Holy Power, his strength has been soared by the blood of terror.
Coupled with the increase in the current strength of the Temple, his actual combat power is probably equivalent to the two of him.
But at the same time as his strength improves, this guy's character is also a lot lazy.
"Master Night King! Don't hide ... I already saw you!"
A faint female voice drifted slowly outside the bedroom.
"Oh, come on this trick again, do you think I will hit every time? Naive!" The King of the Night sneered, but he was the kind of man who could only get stronger by sleeping.
Want him to work, that's what killed him!
"Master Night King, today the Supreme Commander of the Super-Fat Team of the Western Round will come to visit you personally, which is related to the face of our temple. You should hurry up. It will be late if you don't leave," the voice continued.
"Oh, bully me stupid! The Chief Instructor was here once yesterday! Still here today? Think too much." The King of the Night sneered again.
Not to mention, there is also the King of Steel who has broken through to the ranks and so on, so he does not need to show up at all.
"Also, even if you don't get up, you have to eat and drink and go to the toilet, right?" The voice continued.
"It's been more than ten days ... you haven't been to the toilet. Could it be that you intend to pull in your pants?"
"Oh, so naive, I already dug a hole under the bed! It doesn't matter if you use the toilet!" The King of the Night dismissed.
"Oh, you are really a little clever ghost." At the opening under the bed, a sneer and a playful face suddenly appeared.