Greywood is a tiny human town, so small that there is only one tavern for the best outlet of the era.

Apocalypse pushed open the door of the Forest Keeper Tavern, and the people sitting inside didn't have time to put down the inferior alcohol in their hands, and subconsciously glanced at the door, and after seeing the bright red blood servant's cloak, they all immediately pretended to turn their heads as if nothing happened, and forcibly continued the drunken words just now, no one dared to show a trace of abnormality, after all, if they accidentally angered the blood servant, it would be light to be slapped to death.

Apocalypse walked to the bar, and the bartender stiffened his neck and asked with a forced smile, "My lord, what are you going to do tonight?"

"Whatever. "Apocalypse isn't here to drink, he just wants to know about the current condition of humanity," you ...... Do you know ancient history?" he struggled to adapt to the grammar of the world.

The bartender's face turned pale all of a sudden, and cold sweat ran down the bridge of his nose, ancient history was taboo, if anyone studied that thing, they would be executed immediately if they were discovered, of course, it was different in the Talon region, because Lord Gustavo was keen on live experiments, so if someone here committed a crime, they would be sent to the Ash Castle, and as for the ending, no one wanted to know.

"Adult, the small one is law-abiding, you must be testing my loyalty to the Holy Dragon, please rest assured, I vouch for my personality, there is no one in the town who can't think of studying any bullshit history, hey, hehe. The bartender laughed vigorously.

Although Apocalypse had guessed that the dragon would not allow humans to explore ancient things, in case someone found a way to awaken or inherit the power of the God King, he was still helpless, he really wanted to know what happened in the past, but in order not to expose himself, he had to pretend to nod and say, "You are very good. If there are any ancient ruins nearby, I, I want to check it, and if anyone dares to disobey the ban, cut it down. "He's only had a brief conversation with the three Blood Attendants at the sentry, so he doesn't have a full grasp of modern grammar, but the bartender doesn't dare to question Lord Blood, as it's a peculiar quirk for him to speak like this. In fact, the most strange thing for him was that this blood servant would actually take the initiative to say what he thought, and the poor bartender even wondered if the lord was hinting at something, of course he couldn't guess that the apocalypse just wanted to go to the ancient ruins to see if he could awaken his memory, so he just made an excuse to ask.

"Yes, there are about fifty kilometers to the northeast, there is the remains of an ancient experimental field, but those of us who are loyal to the Holy Dragon and Lord Gustavo will not come near that side. ”

At this time, the door of the tavern was rudely pushed open again, and two men who were also wearing bright red cloaks walked in, and the bartender secretly complained in his heart: "Why are there so many half-human mongrels today." "Humans secretly call these lackeys with dragon blood mongrels, but they don't dare to say it to their faces.

The two Blood Servants spotted Apocalypse sitting at the bar and leaned over to see which colleague it was, and when they saw the mask on Apocalypse's face, one of them smiled and reached out to uncover it: "Frey, have you been on duty for the rest of your time, why are you here?"

Apocalypse pushed away his outstretched arm and said in his deep voice, "You admit your mistake. In fact, he was a little nervous in his heart, he didn't want to reveal his identity at the moment, according to his current state, if he was besieged by a large number of blood servants in the town, he might be defeated, and even if he was lucky enough to break through, he would not have time to go to the ancient ruins to find memories if he was hunted down.

The Blood Squire frowned, he had never heard this voice nearby, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Apocalypse's mind was in a hurry, and he couldn't even recall the names of other places on the Dark Land, but if he claimed to be from the Tarun region, he would soon find out that he was not among the blood servants here, or he claimed to be a close confidant of Lord Gustavo?

The suspicion in the eyes of the blood servant became stronger and stronger, and the other person had already touched the alchemy pistol on his waist, you know, pretending to be a blood servant is a serious crime, and he is not even worthy of being sent to the ash castle to do live experiments, the blood servants will directly torture the prisoner to death with the harshest criminal law, the reason why this matter is so serious is very simple: pretending to be a blood servant is to defile the dragon's blood, and the sacred dignity of the holy dragon is inviolable!

Apocalypse pondered as the two Blood Servants stared at him with more and more hideous expressions, and suddenly another memory came back to him, he remembered that six hundred years ago, the silver dragon Enollius, who appeared in his memory fragments, seemed to be entrenched in a place called the Land of Fantasy, which was too far away from these low-level blood servants to be able to get away with it. So he said in a cold voice, "I am Longinus in the land of utopia." Actually, there was a name called "Duden" that first appeared in Apocalypse's mind, but his intuition told him not to mention it, so he made up another one.

The two blood servants suddenly changed their faces, and immediately bent down and bowed, "Inspector Gui'an!"

The Apocalypse actually succeeded in hitting the ground, the land of fantasy is the habitat of Enolus, the head of this dragon is even higher than the four dragons in charge of the four provinces, it rarely appears in person, but every year, each province has to send one of the most loyal, the most elite blood servants to the land of fantasy, they directly serve the silver dragon Enollius, and this cunning and resourceful silver dragon will occasionally send one or two elite blood servants to various places to inspect for any abnormal conditions, and these blood servants are patrols, when encountering them, the lords of each region even have to salute for three points。

Although the cloak of the Blood Servant in the Land of Fantasy is a noble silver, the inspectors usually change into the red cloak of ordinary Blood Servant in order not to attract too much attention, so the two Blood Servants don't feel anything wrong, as for how the mask on his face came from, who knows, maybe it was given to this Lord by Frey, anyway, no one dares to ask.

Seeing that he had successfully deceived the two of them, he just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, so as not to show his feet, he pretended to be silent, drank all the wine that the bartender had just brought up, and walked towards the door with heavy steps, he had been sleeping for six hundred years and did not remember to pay at all, and the bartender naturally did not dare to mention a word. Suddenly, he remembered something, and turned back and asked, "Do you have horses?"

The two blood servants rushed forward and said flatteringly: "Yes, yes, the brown horse at the door is mine, my lord, just ride away." ”

Another immediately objected: "Sir, you can ride the black one, his horse is old and thin, and he can't run ten kilometers." ”

Apocalypse interrupted with an expressionless face, "I'll decide, no need to say more." ”

The second man shrank back in a daze when he saw the horse's ass on the horse's leg, and the other bloodservant looked at him gloatingly. Apocalypse looked at the two horses, and sure enough, the black ones were stronger, so he turned over and rode away, and the deflated blood servant saw this scene and puffed up his chest again, like a proud rooster.

The horse ran to the prism collection field outside the town, and the apocalypse saw a familiar scene, a huge barbed wire fence hung in the air, and a transparent crystal the size of a thumb was tied to each grid, this gadget is the most important product of human beings in addition to food, it can enrich a certain energy in the air, a piece of prism can be filled with energy and can supply an alchemy pistol to shoot three hundred rounds of charged ammunition, in addition to armaments, it can also give crystal lamps, Crystal energy stoves and other daily civilian equipment provide energy, and when human technology is at its most brilliant, it can even be used to support airships soaring in the sky, but now, the sky is the exclusive territory of dragons, and airships will never dare to rise into the air without permission.

At this time in the tavern, the two blood servants were still talking about "Lord Inspector".

"The more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes, how could Frey's precious mask appear in the hands of the Patrol Lord, and he should be on duty at the Abyss Sentry now, how could that Lord come from that direction. One of them thought about it.

"Oh, whatever, is it up to us to ask about the adult's business? The other Bloodservant clearly didn't want to wade into the waters.

"No, you quickly ride your broken horse to the sentry post, in case that guy is really impersonating, and the captain knows that we let him go, at least he will have to be skinned!"

The other got up and got out of the house and got on his horse, and though he was reluctant, remembering the cruelty of the captain, he galloped away in the direction of the earthly abyss.

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Apocalypse rode a horse for about twenty kilometers, and the bright red cloak looked very strange in the night, if the human civilians saw this scene, they would probably kneel aside in fear and dare not get up.

There is an abandoned village on the side of the road, and it seems that the area of human activity has been compressed a lot over the centuries, after all, in this difficult world, it has become a luxury to be able to live a peaceful life.

Apocalypse dismounted, walked to the abandoned village to find the well, which is a necessary facility for human life, there is a rusty pumping machine next to the well, but lost the prismatic energy supply, this thing is now just a piece of scrap iron, the apocalypse itself does not need to drink water, he only needs to absorb a little dragon blood power to keep the body active for a long time, but the horse is not good, the horse that runs more than 20 kilometers needs to replenish physical strength.

Just as he was about to go to the ruins to find out if there were any buckets, Apocalypse suddenly stopped, and he vaguely heard a group of knights approaching rapidly from the direction he came from, and Apocalypse frowned and hid behind a broken wall on the edge of the abandoned village.

Sure enough, a team of red knights appeared at the end of the field of vision, and the eye-catching Apocalypse immediately noticed that the two blood servants he had just met in the tavern were in a column, pulling out the broken sword Salevitto, and Apocalypse crouched down to prepare for battle.