Chapter 1159: New District! Raid!

Compared with the night cover of the camp, the newly built new area is still lit up.

From time to time, a group of soldiers passed by every road, every entrance, and every corner, and under the perfect patrol route drawn up by Lena and Linya, every piece of land in the entire new district was placed under the watchful eye of the soldiers.

In those places where it is easy to hide people, there are also magic arrays that have been set up, and as long as someone touches them, they will immediately attract soldiers to come and inspect.

Although after the transfer, mercenaries and transferees can see in the dark, but depending on the situation, there will also be druids who are the best in night vision, and those mercenaries have much lower eyesight at night than those who have changed, far less convenient than during the day.

Those soldiers who have not yet been transferred, let alone those who have not yet been transferred, can only see a hazy view in the dark night when they can't see their fingers, and their vision is greatly hindered.

Most of the soldiers in the camp are made up of mercenary-level and soldier-level fighters, so in this dark night, each team will light a magic torch to increase their vision.

This also creates a scene of lights in the new district, where tens of thousands of soldiers are moving and flickering, and clusters of burning bonfires make the whole new district as bright as daytime.

Except for the soldiers, the new area was almost empty, and neither civilians nor adventurers would come at such a time, and it would have been possible to withdraw most of the troops.

Now, however, at such a late hour, the number of soldiers patrolling has increased rather than decreased, because in the very center of the new district, the lights in a pillar-shaped tent are still on.

The future Grand Elder of the Alliance, Lord Akara's successor, Lord Lena, and Lord Linya, who is not an elder but has already taken on more responsibilities than other elders (such as a certain drunkard, such as a certain explosive demon), are still working inside.

Tens of thousands of soldiers, just to protect these two adults, they have no complaints, regardless of tiredness.

In the dead of night, only a string of neat and solemn footsteps, and the sound of burning torches and firewood, echoed in the new area, and the soldiers carefully scanned the surroundings one by one with serious expressions, and there were few speakers, creating a very oppressive and solemn atmosphere of guard.

At this moment, more than a dozen black shadows silently sneaked into the new area.

They seemed to be extremely familiar with the layout of the entire new area, as well as the soldiers' patrol routes, and even where the magic array was set up, and after sneaking into it in a hurry, they almost followed the gaps in the soldiers' patrols, turning left and right, and passing through it little by little.

Under the tight patrol route, these cloaked men in black have a hard time, and sometimes they have to choose to step back and wait for a good opportunity to avoid risks.

But there was no doubt that they were still moving forward step by step, gradually approaching the more heavily guarded central area, and the banner on top of the pillar tent was like a lighthouse, giving them a clear direction.

The strength of these people is much higher than that of the patrolling soldiers, on average, they have the strength of a group of demon fortress-level adventurers, and one or two have even reached the strength of the second world level, and they seem to have undergone special training, they are extremely good at concealment, and they can still advance through chā under such a tight surroundment.

Although their strength was much stronger than that of these patrolling soldiers, they did not dare to act rashly, and they did not even have the idea of alarming these soldiers.

If it was just a team of soldiers, any of these more than ten black shadows could be easily defeated and killed.

However, if hundreds, thousands of soldiers are brought in, then they are the ones who are unlucky.

Since the Adventurer Alliance is regarded as a sworn enemy who does not share the same sky, these men in black must have a certain understanding of the backbone of the entire Rogue camp, that is, the situation of these tens of thousands of soldiers.

The individuals are very weak, and some of them are even inferior to the rookie adventurers who have just been transferred, but these people know that the current soldiers in the camp have been honed countless times by the alliance in the past few years, such as the monster attack on the village nine years ago, after experiencing the great Xiǎoxiǎo war, the jīng god, will, fighting spirit, and momentum between each other have begun to resonate.

The benefits of this resonance had already been witnessed by these men in black on the morning of the opening of the teleportation array, and yes, it was the so-called [potential].

Ten soldiers can condense into a xiǎo potential, the [potential] of a few hundred soldiers can resist the strong who have just reached the pseudo-domain level, and the [potential] formed by ten thousand soldiers can even discourage the domain-level powerhouses.

At the parade on the day the teleportation array opened, the [potential] exuded by tens of thousands of soldiers could already make strong people like Carlos, Seattlek, and Sharna feel restless and suppressed, and they couldn't help but exude their own realm to resist this coercion.

Although the more than ten black-clothed people have a lot of strength, none of them can reach the realm of the pseudo-realm, if they attract hundreds of soldiers at once, then let alone complete the task, it is still a question whether they can go back alive.

"Tsk, when you really take action, you will know the trouble."

The man in black hidden in the shadows couldn't help but cut when he saw that the closer he got to the central area, the tighter the guards became, almost forming an invulnerable net.

These days, they have already explored the layout of the new area, the patrol routes of the soldiers, and the location of the magic array, and even planned several infiltration routes, so they are so proficient.

When investigating these patrol routes, they are not afraid of being discovered, and they can move around at will, so they just feel that the layout of the patrol is relatively tight, but once they really take action, this tightness turns into fine spider silk and a silty quagmire, which makes them feel trapped in it and in a dilemma.

It's like playing chess, standing next to you, and the onlookers are clear, so it's easy to grasp the direction, but once you sit on the chess table, you're stuck in the clouds, and you don't know what to do.

"Linya, Lena, these two people are worthy of being Akara's right and left hands, and their wisdom can be seen from the patrol layout in front of them, but in this way, they are even more valuable to kill."

The man in black next to him, tiǎn tiǎn mouth chún, his eyes were full of gray méngméng, as if his soul was a gray sè, lifeless death realm.

The smile on his face was cruel, hideous, and with the fearlessness of a dead man.

The others, one by one, are similar, although they are not demons, but they are better than demons, although demons are cruel and thirsty for killing, but they are still very precious to their lives, and these people's eyes are full of a will that can pounce on the sword mountain and the sea of fire without hesitation.

It is no wonder that in many historical records, there is always a sentence that once a person falls, it is more terrifying than a demon.

Hundreds of years ago, thousands of years ago, the alliance's repeated catastrophes were often inextricably linked to the group of degenerates, until the last few hundred years, the alliance began to strictly control and screen talents, those who are not right-minded, or have a soft mind, even if they have the qualifications to become adventurers, the alliance resolutely does not give them the qualifications to become adventurers.

In this way, although the number of adventurers has plummeted for hundreds of years, and the unarmed civilians have spent an incomparably dark period of time, the dark ages, the Alliance's methods, and the prestige of the Alliance, have been repeatedly questioned.

But gradually, people found that although the days were hard, they were also much calmer, the number of adventurers was reduced, but the quality of the screening was higher, and the power of the Fallen Alliance was also effectively suppressed, and in Akara's generation, the Fallen Alliance was almost no longer a threat to the Adventurer Alliance, and the overall power of the Alliance, because of the rising tide, could take a breath under the power of the Hell Clan.

It can be said that the relative stability over the years was definitely not obtained out of thin air, nor was it that Akara's wisdom could defy the sky in one fell swoop, but was exchanged for hundreds of millions of years of darkness experienced by human beings.

If it had been a few years ago, the Fallen Alliance would have been able to occasionally come out and do things, such as the killing of the Western Kingdoms eight years ago.

But in recent years, the Fallen Alliance has become more and more powerless, and not only because the mainstay inside, the Big Three Carlos, Seattlek, and Yarrow, the death of the dead, the betrayal of the betrayal, the Big Three, collapsed in the blink of an eye.

In addition to the weakening of its own strength, what made the Fallen Alliance feel the most was the change on the side of the Adventurer Alliance, yes, it became stronger, at a speed that Ròu's eyes could see, in nine years, it seemed to have grown from a baby to a prime of life, such a earth-shaking change had occurred.

And the source of this series of changes, the cadres of the Fallen Alliance, gradually fell on a druid who appeared out of thin air in Camp Rogge nine years ago, yes, the guy who made the alliance change so much is not the Akara they always thought, but this druid who seems to be unattractive.

Therefore, the Fallen Alliance probed and planned for a long time before this deliberate action was not aimed at God's Birthday, but against this damned druid.

"You say, if we kill those two NVs, what will happen to that druid?"

While waiting, a man in black couldn't help but smile excitedly twisted to the extreme.

"Just like the look you have now." The other man in black looked at each other and replied.

"Hey~~~"

More than a dozen people laughed in unison.

"However, our chances of success this time are very slim, after all, there are tens of thousands of soldiers, those two NV people, now in the alliance are in a high position, and there will definitely be strong people around to protect them, mainly on the leader's side."

"When our side attracts attention, the leader's side can ...... Hey hey ......"

"Shhh

Peeked into a gap, more than a dozen people in black suddenly turned into a silent black wind, shuttling back and forth, approaching the central area little by little.

Several times, even they thought that they would be discovered, but the heavens seemed to be watching over them, and again and again they turned danger into relief, and finally, in the stars and moons of dozens of bonfires, the huge pillar tent that was as bright as the day appeared in their sight.

Their goal is inside.

More than a dozen people were holding back their breathing, their eyes red with excitement.

I didn't expect to sneak in in the end.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes, looking at each other, there was a black-clothed man with the figure of a mage, slowly taking out his staff, his mouth trembling slightly.

However, just as his mouth trembled, a ghostly arrow was in the center of his forehead, and the arrow pierced through his head and came out from behind his brain, with red oozing blood and white huāhuā's brain.

With just one blow, the mage was instantly killed.

The dozen or so black-clothed people around didn't even react, and it wasn't until a full second of this arrow was on the forehead of the black-clothed mage that the jī movement and excitement on their faces turned into huge shock and panic.

"Discovered"

"Rush"

Seeing his partner's expression of surprise, as if he hadn't understood how he had died, he slowly fell, and the rest of the black-clothed people burst out one after another, swishing out of the woods, and in mid-air, the cloak on his body was lifted heavily, and the hideous armored helmet on his body, as well as weapons, were equivalent to the jackal cheetah that had been hiding with bated breath, and suddenly lù out of his claws, and the momentum of rushing to the sky emanated, like a fierce beast to the tent.

These people have already investigated, and as the successor of the future Great Elder, there is an extremely powerful Rogge archer by his side, and he is afraid that he has reached the realm of the pseudo-realm.

The arrow just now is the best evidence, one arrow kills in seconds, even if the other party is a mage, only a pseudo-realm powerhouse can do it.

In the face of a pseudo-domain-level archer, it is futile to escape, and it is futile to fight, the only way they can think of is to rush as much as possible, rush to the death, and exchange the lives of their companions for a chance to break into the tent, maybe they can gain something.

From the place where they rushed out, the distance to the tent was about a thousand meters, and the distance beyond this thousand meters was just a matter of a few breaths for them in normal times, but now, this seemingly insignificant distance, this short breath time, in their eyes, became a Shura field.

They had already seen that NV Rogge, standing at the mouth of the tent, exuded a powerful momentum like a NV martial god with a bow, and the arrows that were pulled into a full moon were facing them, exuding endless force, and every man in black felt that he had been locked by the tip of that cold arrow, and a premonition of death rose in his heart.

Under the performance of this pseudo-realm-level archer, in a short distance of one thousand meters, two or three of more than a dozen people can rush to the tent, which is already very good.

Even though they knew this fact, these dozen or so degenerate people did not have any fear or flinch because of this, and they never received the task...... No, it should be said that from the moment they became a degenerate, they have given up their lives and deaths, and have completely become a machine for revenge.

However, the slaughter scene as they expected did not appear, and the powerful Rog archer, who had only maintained an attacking posture, had not yet come out of the arrow that made them feel the breath of death.

Could it be that he was suppressed by the momentum of himself and others who regarded death as home? Hina's is Hina'er, and although she has the strength of the pseudo-realm, she is hesitant.

However, the ice-like gaze of the Rogge archer did not give them the feeling that this way.

Either way, make sure you take advantage of this opportunity

The Fallen picked up speed again, and, one of the wizards, having finished the spell, moved his staff a little towards the tent, and then let out a sinister grin.

It's done.

"Boom---"

The terrifying sound came from the sky, and in an instant, a huge meteorite appeared above everyone's heads out of thin air, and smashed straight down towards the position of the tent with the power of destroying it.

If this meteorite can be smashed on the tent, it is conservatively estimated that the NV person named Linya is said to be of a high level, and I am afraid that it will not be able to be killed in seconds.

But the future Great Elder's successor did not have any power, and as soon as the meteorite struck, it would immediately turn into a ball of blood, or even powder, and his death would not be clear.

This meteorite, which is a matter of importance, attracted everyone's minds, and the speed of more than a dozen fallen people subconsciously slowed down, their eyes widened, and they closely followed the trajectory of the meteorite's fall.

At the last moment, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed in the sky.

It's like thunder, fleeting, so fast that people think it's an illusion.

However, after the flash of white light, the meteorite that fell with a strong aura was neatly divided into two halves.

Completely, from the very center, a white light flashed out, cutting it in half.

No, not only that, but a white light immediately followed on the meteorite's body, and in an instant, it spread over the entire surface of the meteorite like a fine spider web, and under the violent air friction, the meteorite let out a mournful roar, which was divided into countless pieces and scattered around the tent, leaving countless pits on the hard soil, emitting scorched smoke and smelling bad.

How many swords did it take to cut a huge meteorite into such pieces?

All of them just saw a lightning-like white light passing by, and maybe only Claudia, who had reached the pseudo-realm, could barely see a few more vague sword shadows, but that was all.

Even Claudia was stunned for a moment, is this the gap between the pseudo-realm and the realm?

Crotia, not to mention the more than a dozen degenerates, who forgot about their tasks for a while, stopped and stared blankly at the shards on the ground, their eyes full of disbelief.

I don't know how long it took for these more than ten pairs of eyes to slowly raise and fall on the sword-wielding master.

I don't know when there was an extra paladin at the entrance of the tent.

Dressed in simple armor and holding a long sword, under the light of the blood moon, it has a brighter luster than the surrounding torches, which is moving, and you can see that it is not ordinary.

The helmet is empty, and the short hair that comes out of lù is quite weird, it is black and white, but it also has a charm. The most surprising thing is the face, which is the silhouette of a perfect male xìng that even angels and jīng spirits have to be jealous of, with pupils as deep as the night, and even more indifferent and vicissitudes than people have.

Simple, vicissitudes, powerful, handsome, for a while, these more than ten people in black subconsciously flashed these judgments in their hearts for the paladins who appeared in front of them.

However, what shocked them the most was the identity of the paladin.

"Carlos, it's you"

The eyes of a fallen man, from shock to disbelief to anger, looked at the paladin opposite, and a wave of anger burned in his eyes.

"One of the triumvirate who betrayed our Fallen Alliance, Carlos"

The rest of the degenerate also screamed, roared, and swords rattled, and their hateful eyes fell on Carlos, eager to eat his bones and chop his ròu.

In a sense, Carlos and Seattle's rebellion and [design to kill another giant, Lord Arlo], made the members of the Fallen Alliance even more resentful of them than the Adventurers Alliance.

"Give up, your actions are already under our control."

Carlos shook his head at these hateful glances.

If he could, he didn't want to kill these people, these poor people.

More than a dozen degenerates were shocked, and they looked around, only to realize that they were surrounded by thousands of soldiers.

Very well, the greater the movement on this side, the smoother the leader's side will be.

"Huh, give up? I don't know who killed the deer. "Give up, I can keep you from dying." Carlos looked at the dozen or so degenerates as if he hadn't heard them, and said again, suddenly turning his gaze to one person, raising his voice, and shouting.

"Hawke, are you going to disobey my orders?"

This degenerate, Hawke, is Carlos's former subordinate and has followed Carlos for many years.

"I ......"

Under Carlos's powerful reprimand, Hawke seemed to return to the days when he was under Carlos, and his tone couldn't help but hesitate.

"I ...... I ......"

"Hawke, don't be fooled by him, this guy is no longer the Big Three of the year, but a traitor"

The degenerates next to him shouted, and they were even more furious at Carlos.

"I'm sorry, Carlos canvassed a lot, I can't listen to you this time." Hawke lowered his head for a moment, then smiled blankly.

"Boss Carlos, can you sue me, why did you betray us?"

"Because...... I've found what I'm looking for, and I'm worried. ”

Carlos muttered, consciousness slicing through his inventory.

There were three things neatly arranged, a black inconspicuous xiǎo stone, an empty lunch box, and a lot of rose candy.

"Yes, has it arrived? No wonder from the beginning, I felt that Carlos was not the same as us. ”

Hawke laughed, distorted and bitter.

"Hawke, leave the Adventurers' Alliance." Carlos stared into the other's eyes and said word by word.

"Where can I go after I leave? It's just a walking corpse. ”

"I can give you a home."

The word home seemed to shake Hawke's soul, making him suddenly widen his pupils.

Then, all of a sudden, he burst out laughing, laughing wildly.

"No, Lord Carlos, you're wrong, you're wrong, I don't want home," he roared wildly, and Hawke suddenly became calm again, and his emotions were up and down, like a madman.

"Boss Carlos, I, Hawke, I respect you the most in my life, and you hate you the most."

After saying this, a mouthful of thick blood suddenly spurted out of Hawke's mouth, his body shook a few times, and those eyes, probably tired, gave people a very tired feeling, slowly closed, and his body fell to the ground.

"Hawke"

"Hawke committed suicide"

"Damn it, this damn traitor"

Looking at Hawke, who had become a corpse, the rest of the degenerates moved for a while, pointing their swords at Carlos and scolding.

Although their reasons are different, in the eyes of the degenerate, suicide is also a weak and shameful way of death, and although they have already given up their life and death, they do not allow themselves to end their lives by suicide.

And the despicable and shameless traitor Carlos actually made Hawke choose the most shameful way to die in a dilemma, and for a while, these degenerates who had long forgotten life and death couldn't help but be angry.

Even Carlos was stunned, he didn't expect Hawke to be so severe.

At this moment, another meteorite suddenly fell from the sky

It turned out that there was a degenerate with hideous eyes, taking advantage of the moment when Carlos and Claudia were stunned, and cast the spell again.

I saw that the meteorite was about to fall on the top of the tent.

"The old horse is here, you guys don't want to succeed"

At the critical moment, only a ghost cry was heard, and a strong figure in armor suddenly jumped up out of thin air, using his body as a shield to resist the meteorite.

With a bang, Maragby was unsurprisingly smashed away by the meteorite, and because of this block, the meteorite also changed direction and landed dozens of meters away from the tent, smashing out a fire pit.

"Looking for Death"

Crotia was furious, originally she was merciful for Carlos's sake, and hoped that Carlos would make these degenerates turn back, but these guys dared to call themselves unprepared and kill the killers

Now, even if it's Carlos's face, she won't give it.

One arrow after another turned into black shadows, and in just a few breaths, four or five fallen people fell, and Carlos also moved at this time, but the sword light flashed slightly, and the remaining fallen fell to the ground.

The gap is too big, on the one hand, even the pseudo-realm, or even the state of mind realm has not yet reached, and on the other hand, there are realm-level masters, and they can't even resist a little.

"Is it over?"

Linya gently protected Lena behind her, lifted the tent and walked out.

"I'm sorry, Lena, Linya, I couldn't convince anyone." Silently looking at the corpses that had fallen sideways, Carlos looked gloomy.

"No, it's me who is too resigned, and I always think that there is still a chance to make these people turn back, but it has affected Lord Carlos......"

Lena shook her head lightly with a pale face, she didn't know what to say, if she followed the original plan, she could just kill these degenerates directly, and she wouldn't touch Carlos's sad past, because her naivety, instead of having an effect, forced Carlos to uncover his own scars.

"Don't mind, even if you don't say it, I'm going to persuade it."

Carlos's gaze fell on Hawke, and he walked over slowly, although his pace was as calm and powerful as ever, but in the eyes of everyone, Carlos's back looked like he was dozens of years old in an instant......