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Chapter 51 The significance of the existence of the MIB

Melenda Lacus did not resist. He was not alone. Most of his family was in the imperial capital, so he dared not resist.

His men were also surrendered. In fact, after seeing the military intelligence personnel put on blood cloaks, the group of people had lost the courage to resist.

When the Military Intelligence Bureau was first established, the funds were extremely tight. Even the cloaks of subordinates could not be replaced uniformly for decades. During those days, the Military Intelligence Bureau handled major cases and killed people in the empire. The cloak was stained with blood. It was not until the bloody cloak of the Military Intelligence Bureau turned into the blood clouds that enveloped the empire that it truly established its authority.

His Majesty the contemporary emperor was quite kind after ascending the throne. Although he also trusted and relied on the military intelligence army, he relied more on the information from the Military Intelligence Bureau. For decades, the Military Intelligence Bureau had no major cases to handle, and the blood cloak was hidden deep, which made the people of the Otto Empire almost forget what a scene it was when the blood cloud floated out of the uninvited courtyard.

Now, the blood clouds are reappearing, and the fear in the deepest memory of everyone is aroused. These Otto Empire people who grew up in the terrifying legend of the Military Intelligence Bureau have seen the legendary scene reappear in front of their eyes, and I don’t know whether it should be sad or glad.

Longbottom Noah, holding the interweaving of yellows and blue-gold, gently stamped on Merenda Lacus's eyebrows, and a faint phantom of the imperial crown flashed away. Merenda Lacus's eyes dimmed, and the level of life was temporarily banned. He was no different from ordinary people at this time.

Melenda Lacus's mysterious personal guards also received the same treatment, while physical life was not so lucky. Longbottom Noah and Phil Noah took turns to take action, and their fists turned into a pure gold color and hit the back of these people hard. Then, their hands were like flowers, piercing several special steel needles into the heart hub of these people, blocking their source of strength.

The mysterious life was treated better, and was escorted by Longbottom Noah himself, while the rest of the people were a cow tendon rope as thick as a baby's arms, tied up one by one and were taken away by a team of blood robes of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

The arrest was concluded, which was much easier than Zhou Mo thought. Zhou Mo thought in his heart that it seemed that the reputation of the Military Intelligence Bureau was even more domineering than he thought.

The next step is to interrogate and confirm the evidence of the military conspiracy to kill the second prince of the Empire.

Originally, Zhou Mo was a little worried at this stage. After all, in fact, the military did not have such a plan. The second prince's death was purely because he was determined to be unintentional, and with some luck, he was considered to be deceiving Ramas Otto.

So Zhou Mo followed Phil Noah, watched him command his subordinates, and "interrogated" the border officers outside Melenda Lacus and his ranks.

It was still in the dungeon, Zhou Mo covered his nose, and a cage was hanging in the air, completely closed. A bunch of bonfires were burning below, and a foul smell was emitting from the only ventilator of the cage in the air.

Without asking or judging, Phil Noah didn't say a word, and casually picked a Misilian life, and then signaled the old man to put in a pot of meat.

Until the Mirsilian life in the cage could not survive and began to scream, Phil Noah said the first sentence:

"Tell him that he signed the confession document and there was no pain."

A prison guard came to the cage with trembling all over his body, and his voice trembled and shouted out Phil Noah's words.

At a moment, the Misilian Life in the cage roared and replied:

"Sign, I'll sign everything, let me go, ahhh, let me go!"

Firnoah waved his hand, and the cage was put down. The man-shaped life with its skin steeped and bloody crawled out.

A blood-robed military intelligence officer brought a document and placed it in front of the Misinian Life.

At the same time, Zhou Mo also saw another military intelligence officer, holding a decapitation knife, quietly walking behind the Misinian Life.

Although Mithril's life was banned from the source of power, the essence of life is still there. This kind of torture that ordinary people have long been steamed and used on him, and they can still move by themselves at this time.

The Misilian Life didn't even look at what was written in the document. After signing his name tremblingly, he seemed to have to get out of the disaster. He relaxed his whole body and lay on the ground and gasped.

In his eyes, Zhou Mo clearly saw the look of only seeking death quickly.

A sword flashed, and a big man's head rolled down. He died quickly without any pain.

This scene was seen by all the officers hanging in the air, but no one dared to make a sound.

Phil Noah swept across the other officers in custody with his eyes like an eagle and said:

"Do you think of this person as if he had come and signed again after signing, or be more happy, and you were hit by a knife, everything was gone, and you were a man in the army."

Zhou Moben thought that more than one hundred extraordinary lives would be the most difficult part to overcome, but the ended extremely quickly.

After Phil Noah said that, all the officers in custody looked numb. After being taken down one by one, most of them glanced at the blood robe worn by the military intelligence officers, laughed bitterly, signed the document, and then were beheaded.

Phil Noah and his party, carrying a stack of bloody documents and a whole car of heads, walked towards the Military Intelligence Bureau's headquarters and reported to Longbottom Noah.

Along the way, Zhou Mo discovered that Phil Noah's approach was not an isolated case. Almost all the military intelligence personnel would do this. Although the means of torture were different, after taking out a look and torture with the most terrifying punishment they knew, even in this military camp with the most masculine spirit, they could not find a hard bone.

Phil Noah is still sighing:

"The people in the empire are now much softer than when the Military Intelligence Bureau was first established. The notes left by our ancestors of the Noah family recorded that the military intelligence bureau staff at that time did not take the prisoners and the whole family of the family, and usually refused to cooperate if they used these methods!"

Then he shook the blood-colored cloak on his body and said helplessly:

"On this bloody cloak, the predecessors of the Military Intelligence Bureau were too strong. Although it made it easier for us juniors to handle cases, it lost the sense of accomplishment."

A look of shaking his head and sighing looked a little uninterested.

Zhou Mo was watching all the way, and there were still people falling to the ground. Just by observing roughly, Zhou Mo knew that if he continued to kill at this speed, at this time tomorrow, there would be no one in the military camp except the military intelligence bureau personnel.

A pain like the chewing of thousands of insects and the suffocation that cannot be vented was brewing and fermenting in Zhou Mo's chest. Zhou Mo felt guilty, guilty of the passing of these lives.

Although Zhou Mo knew that even without the information he had deliberately done, His Majesty's sword would definitely fall on the military, because when the war ended and the Rez Empire was almost unable to start the war in the next hundred years, the old nobles who maintained the stability and prosperity of the empire would be much better than the military like a gold-swalking beast.

The Otto Empire needed these old nobles to maintain stability and create wealth, so as to achieve the goal of making the empire more prosperous.

The Otto Empire does not need a group of military upstarts who have great contributions, are arrogant and domineering, and require a large number of rewards and seals to satisfy their appetites.

The old nobles saw this, so they acted tepidly and never confronted the military head-on, but were just procrastinating, waiting for the emperor's limit of patience to the military.

Otherwise, the old nobles would not find a few masters who could break through the military blockade? Will they watch Zhou Mo, a crucial witness, be recruited by the military?

In fact, after the military achieved the victory of the decisive world, it was destined to conquer the ending today.

Zhou Mo's information was at most considered to be the last straw on the scale that had already been tilted in His Majesty's heart.

Phil Noah saw that Zhou Mo's mind was not true. He thought he had seen the harsh means of the Military Intelligence Bureau for the first time and had a bad view of the Military Intelligence Bureau. He patted Zhou Mo on the shoulder, and Phil Noah said:

"Zhou Mo, don't think that the military intelligence bureau's methods are cruel and cruel. This is what our military intelligence bureau does!"

"We are the two eagles hovering over the empire. We use sharp eyes to find all creatures that harm the empire, and then pounce on them to strangle all harm for the empire."

"We are the sharpest butcher knife in the hands of His Majesty. All rebellions that endanger His Majesty's emperor's power will be set up to intimidate future generations."

"We hope that one day the Military Intelligence Bureau will become the most terrifying legend in the world. All those who endanger the stability of the empire and destroy the stability of the empire, when they hear the name of the Military Intelligence Bureau and think of the blood-colored cloak of the Military Intelligence Bureau, they tremble and crawl on the ground."

"This is the Military Intelligence Bureau, the two eagles that always hover over the empire, the butcher knife that is always held high in the hands of the empire, and the greatest deterrent in the hearts of all enemies of the empire!"

Phil Noah chanted loudly, speaking like a golden sword, and the blood-red cloak was waving. All the military intelligence personnel present were full of energy, dancing high in blood cloak, and shouting:

"We are the two eagles that always hover over the empire, we are the butcher knife that always holds high in the hands of the empire, and we are the greatest deterrent in the hearts of all enemies of the empire!"

The sound shook the sky, making Zhou Mo feel dazed for a moment, not knowing whether it was right or wrong.
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