Night, twelve o'clock.

On the eastern edge of Philadelphia, there is an ancient European two-story building. With a distinct Gothic style, it has been a bit old and has been covered with ivy on the surface, hidden among green trees. It looks solemn and sacred.

Any American will have a pilgrimage mentality here. Without it, this is the most famous Palace of Independence in the United States, second only to the Statue of Liberty among the top ten landmark buildings in the United States.

Hundreds of years ago, it was here that the first US President Washington, read out the famous Declaration of Independence. This is also the silent rule of any force in Philadelphia - no place can be moved here.

However, this rule is for Americans and non-human things. At this moment, at the top of the bell tower of the Independence Palace, two figures were inside the bell tower. At the foot was stone floor, and the entrance of the stairway passage on one side was sealed. On all sides were large bell glass, and the painted white glass had no effect on them at all.

Usually, no one comes here, nor can anyone come here. This is the bottom line of the US government. Of course, this is useless to the Chinese Yama. Instead, it creates an illusion of darkness under the lamp.

"Your Excellency, there are four Philadelphia in the corresponding rifts of the underworld." Benson spread out the map and spoke in a deep voice.

Qin Ye was on the side and nodded in a solemn manner.

When he first arrived, it was only about a month before the end of the script of Death. Now twenty days have passed, and the full calculations are all there, and there are only the last eleven or two days left.

He looked up at the clock.

Beyond the milky white clock face, there is Philadelphia with thousands of lights. The streets at night are silent because of supernatural warnings. There are only street lights in various blocks and TVs in apartments, telling a peaceful but dangerous scene.

Who knows that this place will soon turn into hell in more than ten days?

Even if he stood here, he could feel the terrifying yin energy in Philadelphia. These yin energy gathered from all directions, making the dark clouds covered the roof of Philadelphia this month's night, and the moonlight was gone. It also seemed to be suppressing the murderous intention of the sea, waiting for the horn of the storm.

The solemnity in peace is enough to make the chicken skin burst into mystery and peace. The two are mixed to form a suffocating depression.

Benson wanted to continue talking, but he did not get a response from Qin Ye. He raised his head and looked at the other party in surprise, and then looked at the entire city with his eyes.

"Ferradelfia..." he murmured. Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, he suddenly stood up like a needle in his body, and then he slid down the corner of the wall with a trembling trembling.

Just as his eyes swept across a hotel, two yin energy that looked like prehistoric beasts blocked his perception like mountains.

It is indescribable grandeur, like a star wading grassland, like a high sky and a distant earth, and ordinary ghosts can only worship in front of them.

"Dude, duke, duke, duke..." His voice was floating: "Two and two dukes!!"

No...not just two dukes.

Just around them, countless yin energy gathers into the sea and scatters into mountains. Just a glance will lead to the deepest nightmare. It is simply a moving hell!

Ghosts are rampant and demons are dancing. Is this really the capital of the United States once?

"Don't worry." Qin Ye said lightly: "The God of Death at the Sichang level is different from other God of Death."

In fact, strictly speaking, it is the difference between the Lord of Death and other Death God. If it were not for the full explosion of Yin Qi, it would be difficult for the non-dominant Death God to perceive it. In addition, the Independence Palace is a place with good time and place. He doesn't think anyone can do it.

Show him.

This is his greatest advantage.

The second advantage is that the hundreds of ghosts come and go without a trace. The martial arts of the world are only fast and not broken!

But, there is another sentence.

The martial arts of the world are invincible.

This is the last tranquility before the storm. Is it the three forces that have reduced to ten times with one force, or is it that he can only get millet from the fire without breaking the fire? It depends on the arrangements for the last ten days.

Consolidating his mind, he waved his hand, and the map flew into his hand, and he looked carefully.

You must not be anxious, you must be very careful to find out every suspicion or omission... Otherwise, no matter how fast he flies, he will hit the wall.

The map was drawn by the Rebels within one day. It was the second day he arrived at the Rebels camp. He had just received it, and he immediately arrived in Philadelphia, the place where the last storm gathered.

Five minutes...ten minutes... fifteen minutes...as he carefully explored, the geography of Philadelphia appeared one by one in Qin Ye's mind. Twenty minutes later, he frowned slightly, pinched the map, and began to ponder.

wrong……

Something is wrong.

A few minutes later, he expanded the map and murmured at the red areas listed above: "First of all, from the Holy See's standpoint, they are hostile to the Freemasons. However, under the influence of the world today, there has become some intersection. This time, they are just worshipping the other party's money ability. They will not work hard to get into the position of the three death gods of the Caribbean, and at most they stab the Longines gun according to the contract."

His eyes were looking at Benson - he told the other party roughly about this incident. He could not let a commander-in-chief be like a headless fly. Many times, the other party needs to contact the situation and play it out on his own.

Benson raised his eyebrows in confusion: "You have no problem with your perspective. I also think the Holy See will be like this."

He did not ask why he considered the idea of ​​the Holy See. In this multi-party storm of divine storm, no matter which side's idea is ignored, all possibilities derived from this idea will be missed. With their strength, no matter which "possibility" they encounter, they can only drink hatred.

Qin Ye would never want to do this.

It is equivalent to a sea fortress the size of a city, the problem of gto, the blockade of the script of death... no matter which one is, it is worth a try!

"It sounds like there is no problem. But..." Qin Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and pointed four red dots: "How did Kraken come up?"

Benson's eyes suddenly lit up.

You know, Craken is still in the underworld now. I don’t know which fleet is hanging the heart of the smoke mirror and is taking the other person in circles. Before the net is really closed, he will not bring the other person up. But... how can these yin and yang cracks accommodate Craken’s such a big body?

He took a deep breath: "The biggest yin and yang crack is only fifty meters... This can't even be a single tentacle of Kraken."

Qin Ye rubbed his chin with a little blue and murmured: "It's not just that... the God-killing Gun is powerful. But I have learned that it must pierce into the other party's body to ensure a killing."

"Claken is so big. These yin and yang rifts are not enough for each other to play... Even the Daraville River is only enough to lie down on the other side. Klaken will not die if he stabs the tentacles... If the other side is not dead, how will the deaths of stars and the ocean be born? If you cannot show miracles, this script will truly fail. In other words..."

The two of them suddenly exchanged their eyes, and Benson said tremblingly: "This...is probably just

A trick to trick?"

"There is another place where Claken appears!"

These questions are simply impossible to imagine without comparing the map. They can’t see them even if they are not careful. Who would have thought that Philadelphia is about to break out and is actually an empty city plan?

A burst of joy in his heart - this means that he is likely not to die. But Benson immediately shook his head and took a step forward.

The point of this matter is not where it is.

But... does this King of Hell in China need it?

If he was complacent, he might cause the other party's disgust, which was something that the rebels could not bear... He calmed down for a few seconds and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, can you be sure?"

Qin Ye walked slowly in the room on the top of the bell tower with his hands in his arms, and had not spoken for a long time.

He put his hand on the clock face, feeling the sound of time shaking. He knew very well that this decision was the final decision. Although it was safe here, if you come here often... and walk by the river often, how could you not wet your shoes?

"The possibility is very high." A few minutes later, he pursed his lips, looked at the clock face, and said solemnly: "Philadelphia's role has disappeared. The soul of the Smoke Mirror is suppressed here. Originally, if the three death gods ascended to the throne, they had the hope of obtaining the inheritance of divine magic from the mouth of the Smoke Mirror. Otherwise... they had only a strong body, and they would not have any magic. Even if they became the Death God, they would be the lowest-end kind. Even the Holy Spirit of Africa could not catch up."

"Philadelphia is useless." He withdrew his hand and let out a long sigh: "But the other party is making Philadelphia useful again. They continue to raise the situation in Philadelphia, continue to ignite the fire, and allow possible, potential opponents, like me, to completely put their eyes on Philadelphia. And miss the real place, Benson."

"Here!" Benson shook his whole body and immediately replied.

"Look now! If there are larger yin and yang rifts around Philadelphia - I said that enough Cracken passes through that kind, then... Philadelphia must not be the place where the incident happened! Look for it! Special... Pay attention to the sea!"

Benson opened his mouth slightly, his voice dry: "No...no need to look for it...Your ..."

He was so impressed that he looked at Qin Ye blankly: "Go out along the Daraville River... It's Delaware Bay. And here... there is the largest yin and yang crack in the New World - the Delaware Blue Cave Abyss!"

He quickly spread out the map, pointed at a place, and said hoarsely: "The radius of 437.326 square kilometers is the largest blue hole in the world in the underworld! Not to mention a Kraken... it's okay to squeeze one or two!"

It's here!

Benson continued: "In legend, this is the place where the gods fall." Benson continued: "From the existence of the New World, it exists. No one knows who tear it apart. However, around it, there are nearly 50,000 guards defending it. This is the largest rift to the world. We once thought of going here to the world. But... it is too difficult."

Is it difficult?

Qin Ye's eyes moved slightly, it was difficult for you. But it was not difficult for Kraken!

Especially... After this news was reported to the King of the Underworld, the other party would definitely not have the leisure to start a war with one of the six kings in the world! No... it would even be strictly prohibited from participating in the Death God under his command!

So... no matter how troubled the world is, they will not pay much attention to it. So... even if the "stumbling" in the world is reported, all the senior officials will not investigate it in depth.

"What a stern hand under the light... I really can't underestimate any death..." He sighed.

“Complied with the living room, where is the closest city to it?”
Chapter completed!