Chapter 1373: The Enemy of My Enemy Is a Friend

"Chief, you can't promise them! You know, the contents of the Pillar of Origin are only available to us Shadow Guards to read and keep. In addition, anyone who tries to decipher it, regardless of who it is, is said to be our undying enemy. ”

"Shut up! it's not your turn to dictate what the leader does!"

"What do you mean? Do you want to break your vows?"

"No, I'm just tired of all these endless responsibilities and obligations!"

"That's right! It's time for a change! This time we're doing it for ourselves, so that we don't want to be enslaved anymore. ”

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There is no doubt that for the Darents, the stone pillar in the center of the Dark Lake is absolutely supreme.

That's why the boy mentioned it, which immediately sparked a heated argument within the Shadow Guard.

On the one hand, there are thousands of years of tradition and heavy responsibility, and on the other hand, everyone's vital interests are at stake.

Often the more this time, the more you can see the ugliness in human nature.

In just a few minutes, they were divided into two different factions, staring at each other with tension, as if a battle of life and death would start in the next second.

When Luke saw this scene, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly, and said to his brother next to him through sign language: "Good job!"

"No, I didn't do it, they had problems internally. All I have done is to amplify these differences. The boy also responded silently in sign language.

While the two were secretly communicating in private, the leader of the Shadow Guard finally couldn't help but shout, "That's enough! What do you want to do? Are you planning to kill each other and make the bastards in the council laugh?"

"But ......"

"No, remember who you are and where you are!"

The leader glared viciously at his subordinates who were trying to continue arguing, turned around, took a deep breath, and said, "I can accommodate your request!" ”

The boy nodded slightly, "Yes! Fair! Now, you can tell me your plan." ”

"My plan is very simple! As you two continue your escape, you'd do well to help the inhabitants of this planet build up a strong resistance, and then seize the opportunity to wreak havoc on the council-controlled expeditionary force. In this way, we will be able to develop our power in the shadows, and revive the power that runs in the blood of the Darents. By the time the parliament found out, it was too late to turn the tide. At that point, we'll play a show with each other and let the Shadow Guards capture you both......"

The leader's plan is not complicated, it can even be said to be very simple and old-fashioned.

But what's interesting is that combined with the current complex environment, it does have a perfect effect.

And in the process, whether it is an expeditionary force composed of ordinary Darents or a rebel army composed of Anyats, without exception, they will become outright cannon fodder, and become the object of abandonment after being used.

Struggle!

Political struggles, in particular, are often darker, uglier, dirtier, and more unscrupulous than most people imagine.

As long as there is a victory, the means and sacrifices never matter.

Anyway, the victor can beautify himself and scandalize the enemy with impunity.

Generations have passed, and who will remember the true face of those losers?

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Meanwhile, far away in the Darrant Expeditionary Force camp, members of parliament are in full swing to expand along the underground tunnels that extend in all directions, according to the plan.

If you don't advance and occupy a place, you will place a large number of devices to resist the Earth's nuclear force field at any cost.

Only in this way can they ensure that their powerful spellcasting ability will not be restrained and will not produce a strong backlash.

But the Anyats are not fools, and when they realized that there was a problem with those devices, they immediately launched a fierce retaliation action.

With their innate ability to dig, they easily dug a narrow tunnel in a corner that the Darents hadn't noticed, and then rushed out, destroying magical devices at all costs, and then outnumbering the enemies who had lost their magical help.

It didn't take long for the rapid expansion of the Darrants to cease and be replaced by endless harassment and raids.

There are no large-scale encounters!

There are no spectacular and gorgeous spells in a wide range!

Some were just a dozen to a few dozen people in small groups fighting each other.

Under such conditions, the greatest advantage of the Darrants could not be brought into play, and the casualties were rising.

Especially after losing the ability to cast spells, the death of the casters is enough to make the council higher-ups angry.

On several occasions, they have tried to use some ultimate weapon to destroy the core of the planet.

But in the end, reason prevailed over impulse, and did not approve those crazy proposals.

The reason is simple!

They didn't come from afar to destroy a planet that had been abandoned, but to bring the two boys back alive, and it was worth the price.

Looking at the tragic image of the three-dimensional magic influence transmitted back in front of him, the speaker crossed his hands and dragged his chin, and asked in a hoarse voice, "How many warriors and spellcasters have we lost since the beginning of the war?"

"At least fifty thousand warriors, and two thousand spellcasters. On top of that, the magic devices we use to defend against the Earth's nuclear field have also been heavily damaged, and the current inventory is no longer enough to complete the suppression of the entire planet. The commander of an expeditionary force wearing the Medal of Honor spoke quickly and gave a series of numbers.

It can be seen that the commander is not in a good mood at the moment, and there are sparks of anger flashing in his eyes.

You must know that the Medal of Glory is only awarded to the Supreme Commander of the Expeditionary Force who have won a brilliant victory, symbolizing the highest glory.

Anyone who wears such a medal is, without exception, an elite of the elite and has participated in at least a dozen evenly matched wars.

But now, this is the same commander who is not at all able to deal with the enemies who are constantly burrowing and launching surprise attacks.

Because no matter what kind of action he takes, the enemy will be the first to destroy those suppression magic devices, so that the caster will be the first to lose combat effectiveness.

Unless we shrink our forces first and regain absolute superiority in local forces.

And doing so is undoubtedly not in line with the ultimate goal of the planned rapid expansion and suppressing the enemy in the depths of the earth's core......