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After some big and small changes, some people with a keen sense of smell have sensed that the wind direction of this world is beginning to change, from following the Sunderland to the confusion. It's not a good sign, but the wind doesn't just go the way you want.

Ambrose. King Pecoli had become more irritable in the past six months, and the old king, who could no longer be old, seemed to be afraid that he would die in the next moment, and regained the direct command of the army with a tough attitude, and faced every day with the appearance of driving everyone to death.

But most of the days have not been able to bring him better news, the golden age of Sunderland's sharpness has gone, and now even if Sunderland is still stronger than the surrounding two levels, it no longer has the momentum of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and it is already difficult to have the kind of progress that swept the world at the beginning.

What's more, in some places, armies that can restrain Sunderland have already begun to appear, and the new standard weapons are obviously being developed in an eye on Sunderland, and the speed exceeds everyone's expectations, and similarly, its effect has also exceeded everyone's expectations.

But there is no way to change what Sunderland wants, the real core of technology, the country's chief alchemist Raymond. Rodney and his adjutant Frossa. Winjes has left Sunderland. Although no one knows where this departure went, no one knew whether it went to heaven or hell, or any other corner of the world, hidden deep in it, or even working for other forces.

Although the whole team has been cultivated, Raymond has been the backbone of this group of people all year round, even if he doesn't do anything, it is also the belief of a group of people, the goal of pursuit, and the master respected by everyone - such a person, now suddenly disappeared, among the alchemists of Xanderland, no one believed that Raymond and Frosa could really die in the earth-shattering explosion of their own research room.

Such a stupid accident could not have been a mistake that these two people would have made, but no one could find them. Hidden, they hidden. Without the support of blood, everyone knew that Raymond would not live long. In everyone's eyes, I'm afraid this is just a trick for Raymond to get out of his shell and give himself a chance to enjoy his old age for a few days.

Unbeknownst to everyone, Raymond and Florosa are living well with a group of strange people in another part of the world......

And it really touched Sunderland...... Or really give Ambrose. What Pecoli brought to the table was the news from Purniden, a major northern city that had been taken from him overnight, and that he was still relying on Purniden to hold on to the periphery, which was a great provocation.

But at this time, Sunderland did not realize that Purniden was just the beginning.

Ambrose thundered. King Pekoli gave an order to the army to recapture Purniden, and to everyone's surprise, the enemy was unusually stubborn, and several attacks failed to recapture Purniden, for which many people lost their official positions, and many more lost their heads.

War is a game of killing thousands of people in a few words......

By the time Sunderland finally confronted Purniden's problem, it was too late, and all the troops mobilized to retake Purniden were attacked, sometimes by a dozen or so, sometimes by a few, with only a few attacking troops.

But these people have never missed, ghostly appearances, death-like harvests, and ghostly disappearances, no one leaves a clue, and no one can leave their corpses.

In the course of a few months, more than eight commanders had been buried in their hands, so that the whole army attacking Purniden was possessed by a plague in the Sunderland army, and no one dared to take over the position of this commander, and it was like giving his head to death, and he could not sleep one night and never see the sun of tomorrow again.

Whether on the march or stationed there, these killers know the weaknesses of their ranks, starting with the weakest link, taking the lives of their commanders with the cleanest order, cutting off their food and grass supply if something happens, and in short, causing them the most trouble with the simplest work.

In this case, when the slightly older Nickles took over the position of commander, the recapture of Purniden had been grinding back and forth for half a year without being fully unfolded, and after several efforts, he failed to exert the maximum combat effectiveness against Purniden's enemy army, and it was natural that Purniden was still firmly in the hands of the other party.

Counterpart...... Which country is it from, Scaloa, a country next to St. Margaery in the far north, the area is not small, but it usually has no sense of existence, I didn't expect this time to be such a blockbuster......

It's not that Nickles doesn't know that the troops handed over to him have the title of "Journey of Death", and he doesn't know that he won't have the possibility of escaping ninety percent, but the army is such a place, the military order is overwhelming, and it is not that he doesn't want to take over this unit by himself, all he can do is to honestly take the order, and then cause more trouble to Purniden before he is also killed......

He didn't even expect to lead his troops to take Purniden down.

But he also has a little selfishness of his own, a small, insignificant selfishness, and he wants to confirm a small thing before being killed by the same group of people.

The death was already the result of everyone's decision, and his colleagues even held a dull send-off party for themselves on the day they learned that he had received the order, which felt like thinking of himself as a dead man, and having a good dinner and a memorial service.

Well, to tell you the truth, he thinks so himself, and he can't accuse them of anything.

In the first few days of his tenure, everything was uneventful, and no one thought that Nickles had escaped by chance, and everyone was sure that it was just the calm before the storm.

And that's exactly what happened.

In his second week in office, less than a week after he had essentially organized the battle, death had already descended on his tent.

It was a quiet night, the night sky was covered with clouds, and the whole world fell into a deep sleep, making it a perfect stage for the Grim Reaper to appear. This time, there was only one visiting Grim Reaper.

Nickles had a premonition of his death since yesterday, and it was miraculous, as if today was the time for his own liberation, and when it came to the end, he was not so afraid as before, but on the contrary, as if it were a trivial matter.

"I knew it was like this...... You shouldn't have saved me back then, if you had let me die in the snowy mountains at that time, maybe the body would have been more complete than it is now. Nickles wasn't asleep, he saw the man who had entered his tent as the killer came in.

Even if the other party covered his face, even if there was only a very faint candlelight in the tent, it was enough for him to distinguish who the person was, this is a kind of guy who can easily be recognized again after knowing it, and it gives people the feeling that it has gone beyond appearance, enough to make him reunite with the person in his memory.

"It's unpredictable, isn't it?"

Qing Xi walked into the tent naturally, as casually as in his own home, and did not regard himself as an outsider at all.

Nickles laughed, the corners of his chapped mouth curled slightly, and he reached out and gestured to one of the chairs in the tent: "Sit down, I think you have enough time, right, I'm sorry for being a guest." ”

"Oh, thank you" Qing Ci also sat down along the seat he pointed to, dressed in black and looking a little loose, but he acted quietly without the slightest flaw.

"I didn't expect to meet you again in this kind of place, it's okay, it's just an old life that was given to you at that time, and now I will give it back to you, I should be content to die so late for so many years." Nikeles is not old, at most he is middle-aged, but the way he looks now reminds Kiyoshi of Angelo when they first met......

"It's a rare opportunity, you shouldn't be in such a hurry, if it's okay, let's talk." Nikelus stood up, dressed in a crisp military uniform, as if he didn't plan to sleep tonight: "I didn't think you were a person who could be ordered by others, why, are you also working for Scaloa now?" ”

"No......" Qing Ci watched him do it in front of him: "It's just a little personal business." ”

"What a big business" Nickles chuckled, as if chatting with an ordinary old friend: "I'm curious, where does your information come from?" ”

If there is only one person, even Qing Xi can't plan every attack so thoroughly.

"My employer's other group of subordinates, they're the elite who do this kind of thing." Qing Xi looked around at Nikles and everything in the tent, but there was really nothing to see.

"Who?"

"League of Assassins"

"Poof—"

The blunt answer made Nickles suddenly startled.

"No wonder...... No wonder......"

If it was the League of Assassins, it would all be a no-brainer.

"But today, how can you have the leisure to talk to me about these things that you don't have?" Nickles asked curiously, "This doesn't look like your character." ”

"Hmm...... A friend said that I was too impersonal, and I think I should have killed too many people in the near future" Qing Xi shrugged his shoulders a little innocently: "--Then let's talk." ”

"He's your employer?" Nickles continued to ask.

"No, just his friend."

"It seems that your employer has a group of quite powerful men."

Nickles said and shook his head, "It's a pity that I don't have a better boss. ”

"No, it's not." Kiyoshi denied Nickles' claim and replied with a smile - though Nicklers couldn't see his expression.

"What?" Nikelus raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something.

"Your boss has prepared a team of twenty-six for you to protect you in secret, this is a trap for us, I'm sure you don't know all this, oh...... Sure, but," Kiyoshi said, standing up, gesturing to the inner wall of the tent behind Nikelus.

He turned his head, and the candlelit tent oozed a stream of oozing blood, slowly spreading from the tent.

"Of course...... I don't think that's a reason to let you go. ”

Kiyori's voice slowly approached Nikelus, and the other man's head was staring at the blood on the tent, and he lost consciousness at the moment he was about to turn back. (To be continued.) )