Chapter 162: The Self-Casting Snares and the Terrifying Canned Herring......
"Thank you, Lune!"
Standing at the entrance of the carriage, Nim looked at Lunn's eyes full of gratitude, and even wondered if he was too suspicious, but in the end he only opened his mouth to say goodbye to Luen.
The responsibility and mission he bears are destined to bring disaster to everyone around him, whether it is his parents, friends, or the good people who have helped them along the way, etc., if Lu En really regards him as a friend, he can't have too much contact with him.
"I'd like to make sure again, Nim, are you sure you want to do this for the sake of a guy who is innocent of death?"
Lu En stood quietly outside the carriage, surrounded by no one, and one of the members of the Blood Council was a railway tycoon, so it was not impossible to mobilize a special train to the imperial capital to run for a few people.
In the Federation, big capitalists can do far more than many people can imagine.
"Whether he is dead or not, he is my companion!"
Nim had already made up his mind, so he didn't look forward or backward, and he didn't see that even Dai Lina was standing behind him with gritted teeth, and her expression looked like she wanted to beat him up, and the powerful negative aura made the mask girl on the side tremble a little.
If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't beat it, she would have tied up Nim with a rope and dragged him away.
"I will never give up on any of my companions!"
Nimes looked into Luen's eyes with a determined expression and a strong tone.
"Well, good luck, in the imperial capital, my people can't help you much, but if you need it, you can always contact us. ”
Lunn spoke, and Nim nodded, "I will." ”
Turned around and walked into the carriage with Dai Lina and the others, and soon, the train was buzzing slowly, in order to keep it secret, there was no service staff on this train except for the driver, more than a dozen carriages, only the three of them.
Luen squinted his eyes as the train gradually moved away, and Walt walked up beside him, his expression a little hesitant.
"My lord, the imperial capital is not our sphere of influence, if they contact us, it will be easily exposed......"
"Rest assured, he won't be contacting us again. ”
Lune turned and walked away.
"Nimes is really good for being friends. ”
After learning the news of Mo Long, Nim said that it was impulsive or stupid, in short, he did not hesitate to choose to save people, to rescue a mortal person in the imperial capital, the stronghold of the Red Glove, and the capital of the entire Federation.
Under the premise that it is 100% a trap, even Lu En does not dare to say that he can do it.
However, even so, Nim did not accept Luen's help, and only asked to send them to the imperial capital.
Because now the entire city of Camp is still searching for their people, and the mask lady Noxia is very damaged, and temporarily loses the ability to change appearance and even gender at will.
However, from the information obtained from the Nightmare Shards, Lu knew that the creature he named the Fog Face, as long as the main mask was not damaged, the other masks would soon be replenished.
It just seems that there is a need to absorb the life force of the human being.
Not only her, but even Dai Lina also needs to absorb life force if she wants to maintain or even improve her strength, and she doesn't know if Nim knows it, and she should know it, otherwise with the characteristic of the fog surface, the speed of strength improvement will not be slow.
At the very least, Dai Lina's strength will not take so long, and she has just entered the threshold of the patriarch level.
"But if Nim doesn't die, how can I come here to deliver charcoal in the snow. ”
The corners of Luen's mouth hooked, if he had another life-saving grace, Nim should have believed in himself.
Speaking of which......
Lune's expression suddenly moved, and he thought of some possibility.
With a few Nimes alone, this time it was undoubtedly a sheep's mouth, and there was no possibility of saving people, but Lu En didn't forget that every once in a while, a strange red light would appear around him, and then countless nightmare monsters would swarm out.
That guy, don't you want to go to the imperial capital to do some big things, so you can fish in troubled waters, right?
......
After sending Nimes away, Luen did not rush to follow, nor did he return to the city of Campu, where the riots had not subsided, but drove straight to a wilderness outside the city.
Speaking of which, the Federation's emergency response measures were indeed skillful, and less than three hours after the incident, an unknown terrorist organization issued a statement claiming that it had released hallucinogenic poison gas in the city of Campo and made a request to the Federation from the position of a small war-torn rebel.
Moreover, the Federation reacted quickly, immediately sent troops to support the government army of that small country, and attacked the ** army or terrorist organization that had already occupied half of the country, successfully diverting the attention of most people.
Due to the nature of the nightmare monsters, most of the people in Camp City are crowded, and even those residents who see the monster are also induced to believe that they are hallucinating.
After all, a monster that only you can see, and no one else can see, isn't it an illusion?
Compared with the existence of all kinds of unreasonable phenomena and monsters in this world, the vast majority of people are more willing to believe that these are hallucinations, conjectures caused by some external cause of insanity.
It's just a pity that the small rebel group that has always been extremely tough and opposes federal interference in internal affairs is now condemning them both in the federal and international communities.
Crunch...
The car drove out along the road, and soon there were yellow blades of grass and land all around, and then slowly stopped, and Luen opened the car door and walked out, signaling Walt and the others to drive away temporarily.
Having learned the lesson of durian last time, Lu En didn't dare to open the canned herring in a crowded place this time.
After he ate the durian with a particularly strong taste last time, the smell of that room lasted for a few days, and even the servants who went in to clean it were fainted, and the situation was extremely miserable.
And this time, what he got was not only the infamous canned herring, but also a specially strengthened version of the Soul Eater, to be honest, Lu En was a little apprehensive in his heart.
Especially if he has to eat this thing in his stomach.
Walter parked the car about a hundred meters away from Lune, but after thinking about it, he motioned for them to move farther away, farther away, until it turned into a black dot.
Stopped breathing, took out the can directly, he didn't use any tools, his fingers pinched lightly, under the force of squeezing, the edge of the lid naturally warped, at the same time, an extremely rich, indescribable stench drifted out of the wind, blinking and filling the surroundings.
Rumble!
Lu En finally understood the power of the so-called enhanced version of the spirit eater, even if he held his breath, there was still a foul smell through his pores straight to his brain, and he instantly felt the incomparable sourness, and the tear ducts were seriously stimulated, with his physical fitness, he burst into tears in an instant!
Phew!
Some of the birds that inhabited the wilderness flapped their wings violently, panicked away, stumbled and stumbled, and as well as some insects, and Luan even saw a hibernating snake emerge from the ground, swimming away from him without hesitation.
"Squeak!!
Not far from him there was movement on the ground, a marmot screaming and waving its paws to dig a hole, and crawled out of the ground with staggering steps, perhaps to survive the winter by eating too much and hoarding too much fat, so it was not fast, and it was getting slower and slower......
Thump!
Under Lune's nose, the groundhog foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground, its small pearl-like eyes revealing a deep despair for the world.