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Jumping off the battle boat, glancing at the rooftop around and several squads of players accompanying him, watching them land safely, Marceau leaned out to look at the griffin corpse on the street below, and then said to the communication channel, "No target found." ”

"So do we. Nearby players said that they couldn't find their target, so Marceau glanced at Flame, and then began to set up tasks: "Flame and I are responsible for looking north, the 'Cappuccino Dim Sum' and 'Martian Rookie' teams go to the east, and the 'Ayarok's Wind' and 'Fake Wrestling Master Sodom' teams go to the west." ”

The north of the city is so big, if you only rely on Marceau and Flame, I am afraid that you may not be able to find the target after the battle is over, so Mrs. Lily specially recruited four squads of players as assistants to Marceau and Flame, although these guys thought that Marceau and Flame were just two kittens at first, how could they be their commanders, but when the record of Marceau and Flame was confirmed, everyone immediately lost all kinds of minds to reason, with the record of Marceau and Flame, it is a bit overkill to be a commander in this kind of task, since there is a god-level commander present, each team naturally does not want to jump out to be the first to eat crabs and the commander is dead。

"Speaking of which, I thought they would be like the one described in the novel, grabbing us by the tail means that we are not qualified, and saying that we will have to change the commander if they say anything. Seeing the four teams happily taking the order to go their separate ways, Flame reached out and scratched his face a little strangely.

In this regard, Marceau also scratched his face with embarrassment: "What kind of strange books are you reading?" ”

"Medieval Earth Fantasy Novel Collection 47th Edition.rar belongs to public online content. Catgirl put her finger on her chin as she said, "I read a recent article in which the protagonist encounters all kinds of guys who want to fight him wherever he goes...... Is it that the IQ of the ancient people is a little insufficient?"

"How do I know? Marceau, who was checking the blood stains on the ground, shook his head, the cat cub, who never read fantasy novels, felt that he couldn't answer this matter, and the cat cub instinctively felt that those guys had always felt that they could follow such a capable commander on a mission, and it was better than doing it alone and dying without a corpse:" And I personally think that the kind of novel that recognizes the protagonist's fate, and can meet the protagonist as an opponent wherever he goes, does it adjust the IQ of the villain and the opponent too low, and it doesn't matter if he has no vision, and he still admits death so much, even if he is wrong, he has to fight the protagonist to the end, and finally becomes the experience value on the protagonist's growth path...... This must be the author's fault. ”

"Well, I also think that as a reasonable party, these medieval novels are really weird, but in addition to the rationality, they are unexpectedly a little refreshing, after all, these are said to be the originators of the current slapping and stomping on the face of the novel. As soon as she finished speaking, Flame sniffled, and the girl with the tip of her nose wrinkled turned her head to look at the alley beside her, and then beckoned to Marceau: "I smell the smell of fresh blood." ”

"Fresh?" Marceau walked over to Flame, who sniffed the air vigorously, "That's right, it's fresh." As he spoke, Flame pulled out a musket and a short sword from his waist, and the girls walked into the alley by themselves, so Marceau simply took out a two-handed shotgun from behind In this case, Marceau of course had to cover the sides and the roof for the girl, and at the same time, someone really wanted to fight with the cat cub in the alley, and the kitten's stabbing blade would definitely teach that guy a prop No matter how big the guy is, he can't exert his due strength on the battlefield that is not suitable.

After walking about twenty steps into the alley, Marceau and Flame saw the robed man lying in the garbage heap, hanging the gun on his shoulder, Marceau dragged the body out, cut the robe with a dagger, and looked at its already somewhat cysted body, as well as the wound on the chest: "Died from a stabbing blow, judging from the size of the wound, it should be a stabbing sword, killing with one blow." As he spoke, Marceau cut open the wound and confirmed the most twisted wound on the deceased's heart: "He is a good hand, and after a blow, he twists it while drawing his weapon, and is a good hand with a bayone." ”

"Well, the analysis is good, Marceau, where did you learn this?"

"Of course, I learned it secretly when I watched Yang and Anne perform the autopsy, but to be honest, I feel that the bodies of these cultists have begun to mutate, you see that their muscles have begun to 'evolve' towards high density, and it is obvious that in the end, these guys will gain what they think is immortality and become an immortal demon, lose their own consciousness, no more love, no more hate, and only infinite loyalty to the evil gods...... It's sad. Standing up, Marceau looked at Flame: "This is the final truth that a cultist wants to gain eternal life, the evil god has indeed fulfilled his promise to them, but who thinks such a promise is a good thing?"

"This is not a good thing, Marceau, but this is just another victory of the evil god's deception. Flame replied as she began to move on, she looked into the distance of the alley and sighed, "I know that immortality is indeed a very beautiful topic for the mortal natives of this world, but for us players...... Mortals will eventually die, but faith lasts forever, so death is never a terrible thing, what is terrible is the loss of what you love and what you like because of death...... But I don't think that's a reason for a person to hold back because of this, because death is not terrible. ”

But the natives didn't know it, they just thought it would be nice to have eternal life...... But he forgot that begging the evil god for eternal life ended up taking away his own life. As an outsider, Marceau felt that these aborigines were very pathetic, their intentions were good, but their methods were stupid and hopeless, praying to the evil gods, and giving back only mutations and deceptions, and those evil gods would package themselves and deceive the aborigines, making them think that what they believed in was a god with a lower limit...... As a result, the chaotic and evil gods have no lower limit or discipline at all, and for them, the soul is nothing more than a 'currency' or a 'prop'.

What a sad and hateful group of people, Marceau thought as he stepped over a new corpse, this corpse was completely inhuman in appearance, so a bayonet sword still nailed it to the ground with great determination, and then there was more blood on the ground, Flame began to speed up his pace, the cat cub hurriedly followed, through the garbage, walked around the corner, and finally Flame stopped in front of the back door of a small house, the girl stood by the door, and after Marceau stood on the other side, she reached out and patted the door: "Excuse me, excuse me, is Lion Cabron there?" ”

Without responding, Marceau glanced at the bloodstains in front of the door, and finally raised her shotgun, and was about to use it to open the door, but was stopped by the flames, and she cleared her throat: "Old Manta, please let us come to you, Lion Cabron, if you hear what we say, you should know that your injuries have betrayed you." ”

After a few seconds of silence, the door was pulled open, and a tall woman clutched her belly looked at Marceau and Fire, "Do you need me to pour you some hot drink?"

"No need. Putting away his weapon, Marceau put it away and was the first to enter the room, and Flame followed after informing the teams that he had found his target.

"And somebody, what's going on. Marceau pointed to the two steppe elves sitting or standing in the room, and a dwarf who was apparently already a corpse.

"We are the children of the Fita family, working in the emergency area of Xicheng District, and escaped after being broken by the undead. One of the steppe elves raised his hand in reply, while another twin brother who looked like him picked up the words: "But we were captured by the cultists, and they wanted to sacrifice us to the evil gods, but this big sister saved us!"

"Yes, a section of the city wall in the western part of the city has been destroyed, and now the lackeys of the evil gods are pouring into the western part of the city through the ruins of that section of the city. The woman sat down in her chair as she spoke, and Flame looked at her, then at the gnome, and finally at Marceau, and the look in her eyes seemed to say, 'You men are really good at playing.'"

Please, Flame, what does this have to do with me, and to be honest, the Kabulon family is a Greenwood Highlander, and this woman is also a Greenwood Highlander: "Lion Kabulon...... We didn't know that your father liked to call his daughter a son. ”

"You are strangers, I don't know it's normal, we Green Highlanders only have sons, not daughters, the kind of guy who drinks afternoon tea and judges other men is no different from waste in the eyes of us Green Highlanders, what are you looking for me, I don't know what reason I'm the captain of a griffin knight, why is it worth risking your life to come to me. ”

Flame handed him a first-aid bag, and then sighed: "Old Mr. Manta's eldest son died on the wall of the eastern part of the city, the second son died in the battle with the undead, and the field treatment center where the fourth son is located has just been breached by the undead...... The cause of death of the youngest child is difficult for us to talk about. ”

The highlander woman untied her leather armor as if no one was around, and then Marceau could see the wound on her flank If the demon used a little more force, the wound in the abdomen would be completely cut, if so, there would be no need for any first-aid medicine, but then again, these ten-pack abs are indeed a bit attractive, and after seeing more of the girls' natural single abs, it really surprised Marceau to see this kind of abs that are two more than herself.

After the wound was treated, the one finally spoke: "It looks like my stupid little brother ended up playing himself to death...... Is that right. ”

"That's right. Now that this one knows, it will be easier to do things, but Marceau still says that how the guy died and was beaten to death by someone else is one thing, and being executed by his own father is another: "So we have to find you and get you back." ”

"Can I really save it?" The lady sighed, putting the leather armor back on her body, "My brother has done such a stupid and evil thing, does the father think that his child ...... Will you be a deserter?"

"Your battlefield is in the sky, change your mount, don't be cowardly. Flame looked at her and said.

"What do you think a griffin knight is, a combat boat pilot?" Lady Lean smiled and shook her head, "My griffon is something I brought up with me since I was a child, and I have lived with it to this day...... Bring me a griffon, a griffin and a knight who have no tacit understanding at all will definitely kill each other on the battlefield. ”

"Then we will send you out too, your father has lost too much, and now you are your father's only son in this world...... Do you want to die here, or do you decide to go to the rear and finally give birth to enough new generations for your family, so that they can contribute to the family and the invaded world. When Marceau said this, he saw that the highlander fell silent, and the kitten continued to do so: " Lien, your father once wanted to use a bag of money as a reward for us to save you, but we didn't accept it, we knew that in his eyes, you were far more important than that bag of money, but we still refused this transaction, because we understood that his care for the world, his loyalty to his faith, and his love for his children were all worth the risk for him, so please come with us and return to your father's side, so that the Kabulon family can contribute more to this world. ”

"You...... You've moved me. The Highlander Lion Cabron finally nodded, "I'll go with you, but what about them." ”

"Rest assured, there is a position on the combat boat. Marceau spoke, taking out two muskets and two bags of ammunition from his holster: "Take it and play." ”

The Fita family, Marceau knows that this family is a big family among the Galores, in the wandering years, they exchanged conservation ships with the Tershan people, the Fita family is the child on the Tershan Nursery Ship, this family is said to be rich in doctors, in the game The children of the Fita family serve in various war groups, most of them are very high-end surgeons, these two little guys Marceau of course knows Tershan and the Galol people are rich in twins, but twin males are very rare, and the generation of the Fita family is only such a pair.

"I'm July Fita, what's your name? I'm my younger brother!" The two brothers took their weapons and immediately said with a smile on their faces.

"Marceau. Hearing footsteps outside, Marceau opened the door and glanced at it, then beckoned to the companions who had arrived: "Here." ”

"Wow! you're Marceau!" the brother pointed at Marceau, then turned to look at Flame, "You're Flame!"

"yes, you know us?" Flame nodded.

"Of course, everyone says that you are super stakes, and there are also husband and wife kittens!" replied the younger brother very loudly.

Marceau turned her head and rolled her eyes, and the two little ones ...... What nonsense. (To be continued ~^~.) For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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