Driving forward, the group found a hidden abandoned village in the border area, and Apocalypse immediately decided not to move on, because Kazan and Vivi are ordinary people who have no ability to protect themselves, so it is better to build a logistics base here, and in the future, if the prairie wants to enter the Dead Ash Plains, it can also be used as a supply depot.

Find a few rooms that are still in good condition, and the three of them clean up, of course, it is necessary to do a good job of surface camouflage, although the entire dark land is now sparsely populated, but occasionally there will still be people passing by or blood servants, if they are found abnormal, they may have extraneous branches.

After a few days of rest, Apocalypse is on his way alone, aiming for the rebels on the Plains of Dead Ashes.

Since each region is independent, and people generally don't interact with each other, even if they are also resistance groups, Isaac knows very little about the dead ash plains next door, and at this moment, Apocalypse can only take advantage of the fact that Tarun's news has not yet arrived, and sneak into the town in advance to inquire.

After walking along the road for a long time, until the sun set, Apocalypse finally saw a ray of fire appear in front of him, and walked up, the first thing he encountered was a rusty billboard with a few words faintly engraved on it: Welcome to the town of fire.

Apocalypse raised his eyes and looked, this town was very large, worthy of two or three ordinary towns, until night, the streets were also brightly lit, and some roadside vendors had not even had time to clean up their stalls.

This surprised Apocalypse, knowing that if it was in Talen, everyone would have retreated into the house at this time, and if they were wandering the streets, they wouldn't know what would happen once they were seen by the Blood Servants.

"It seems that as Kazan said, the lords of each region do not interfere with each other, and their different personalities will also lead to differences in regional styles, and the lords here seem to be quite good to humans. Apocalypse thought to herself.

It is very different here, at least compared to the Talon region, human life is much freer, they only need to participate in voluntary labor on time every month, that is, to produce prism and do farm work, and at other times they are generally not too oppressed, at least not on the surface.

However, the situation made Apocalypse a little worried, he was afraid that the humans here would lose their resistance because they barely had a way to live, and assumed that if a long-time resident of Tarun moved here, he would probably feel that he was in heaven, and once he was immersed in the atmosphere of heaven, it was easy to become lazy and spend his life in chaos. In fact, this "paradise" is just a slightly more comfortable hell.

The Sunchaser Tavern, Apocalypse was drawn to the sign in front of him, and he remembered that when he first climbed up from the abyss, the first place he stepped into was also a tavern.

"Fifteen twenty-five!!fifteen twenty ten!fifteen twenty no!! hahaha, old Peter, you lose, drink!" The two men were making fists on the big table in the center with their bare upper bodies, and the water droplets that flew around with their movements were not known whether they were sweat or wine.

Tons and tons of tons -

The short man known as Old Peter held a glass about half the size of his head in both hands, gulped down a dark brown beer that tasted not much better than alchemical potions, and hiccuped unusually loudly in drunkenness, while slamming the glass the table. There was a burst of cheers in the tavern, for nothing else, in the town of Burn about the volume of hiccups, old Peter recognized second, and no one dared to admit first, so every night everyone vied to pour him wine, just to hear the sound of hiccups that resounded throughout the street.

Apocalypse noticed that there were even a few blood servants sitting in the corner, who were also smiling at the farce, and the people around them had no fear at all except to be cautious not to approach that side. This made him even more puzzled, even if the blood servants didn't oppress humans, they wouldn't be so easy-going, right?

At this time, old Peter shouted at the top of his voice: "Hey, guys, listen...... Did you hear that? There's a group of rebels near Irondeo...... was exterminated, if you want me to say, they just lack some brains in command, if it were me, they would be ...... It's all going to the Bandit Fortress!hahahaha. ”

When he had finished speaking, he found that no one had agreed, and old Peter, who was so drunk that he had lost his mind, could not understand the joints, and muttered to himself, "What's the matter?

Old Peter was drunk enough, his feet were weak, and he fell backwards violently, but he was grabbed by the collar by a pair of hands, and when he looked back, the strength of the wine suddenly dissipated by seven or eight points.

"Ahem...... Captain Pan...... I ......" Peter faced the captain of the Blood Chamberlain, and was so frightened that he could not speak, and his face stained red by alcohol suddenly turned pale and began to stumble.

The blood servant snorted coldly, and said with a calm face: "Old Peter, if you are still hard enough, go and join those rebels, Lao Tzu is here waiting for you to fight." If not...... Then keep your mouth shut. ”

Peter drank a stomach full of bad beer, and was frightened by Pan at the moment, and threw up holding the chair with a wow, Pan let go of his hand in disgust and beckoned his men to leave.

Seeing this, Apocalypse spent money to buy two large glasses of beer, and brought one of them to the person who had punched with Old Peter before, and the other party took it in surprise, but he was not in a hurry to drink it, but just looked at Apocalypse fixedly.

It's no wonder that in this world, everyone is very nervous, and if it's okay, how can they have spare money to buy alcohol for others, so this move seems very abnormal. So Apocalypse smiled and took the lead in speaking: "Inquire about it, the blood servant here seems to be a little 'gentle'? If that incident had been placed elsewhere just now, Old Peter would have been a dead man by now." ”

The man took a big sip of wine, smacked his lips as if he was savoring it for a while, and then said, "You're not a local, are you?"

Apocalypse was silent for a moment, then decided to tell the truth: "I'm from Tarun. ”

The man raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Don't tell me you made it over Bellows Mountain alone, bypassing the Bloodslet's sentry to this place. ”

"Unfortunately, that's exactly what happened. ”

The man looked at the Apocalypse and said with a smile: "No wonder, you are so strong, you must be a good fighter, if I guessed correctly, you are a rebel, right?

Apocalypse shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, "You haven't answered my question yet. ”

"Well, for the sake of this wine, I'll give you a word of advice: if you're a rebel, you'd better go back where you came from. Yes, the war of resistance here has been going on for years, but never once has it ever been a bloody guard in even the smallest town. I don't know what the situation is like for Tarun, but you'd better not wade into the muddy waters...... Be careful with your life here. ”

Apocalypse reluctantly got up, the place was indeed unusual, but the man in front of him didn't seem to intend to tell him anything useful, so he pulled out his chair and prepared to leave.

"Wait. The man suddenly reached out and grabbed the apocalypse, "If you insist on doing what you want to do, wait until midnight to come to the Casino Throw on the south side of town." ”