Leo is well aware of the risks of such an act, but since the other party did not deliberately hide the main base, Leo was slightly reassured, but he couldn't say that he directly sent Mei and Durandal in a big way.

Although he has not been conscious of being a leader so far, Leo still plans to come in person, and he really can't fight to completely destroy the Eye of the Ancestors to stab this base.

From a practical strategic point of view, since the Shadow Sect exposed the location of this main base, the overall situation has been decided, although the Iron Sect may not deliberately exterminate them, but the Shadow Sect's next position will be greatly restricted, and the monks can't run the temple, as long as the Iron Sect is willing to pay some price, it can send people to bulldoze here at any time.

"At least we'll be allies for a long time until we re-destroy or seal that devourer race."

"Devourer?"

"Pretty apt name, isn't it?"

The door to the welcome room was pushed open, and the Semoa at home was more like a retired old man wearing beach pants to Hawaii exclusively, looking relaxed.

"It's really apt, it's a coincidence, that's what we call them"

Semoa heard something and agreed with Leo, as it stands, it was indeed not the time for a low-level fight with the Northlands.

"As long as the Devourer's race is not extinguished, then these computing units stored by the Shadow Cult are the best tonic for them to regain their strength."

"With all due respect, have you ever considered it..."

Semoah nodded, not letting Leo continue

"They have awakened, and even if they destroy the container, those escaping forces will still return through ways that we can't see at all, in fact they wish we would blow up now"

"Anyway, tomorrow we will officially start the work of screening and refactoring the system, and I hope you will help me at that time, so it doesn't hurt that you can go around here now."

After arranging the time and the location of Leo and his party, Semoa returned to his office, but his expression became more and more serious, and the henchmen on the side were also a little hesitant.

"My lord, did you really not tell them about that?"

Semoah waved his hand, looking a little helpless.

"Telling them what can be done will only make them more worried, so we will increase our staff in the past two days and try to screen every return request"

Judging from some bits and pieces of information in the town, the Shadow Cult has taken root in this area with the "God of Shadows" since the split of the Light and Shadow Council, and in addition to the cultists, there are also a large number of Catholics who accompanied them at that time in this place for a hundred years, like many ordinary people.

Strictly speaking, only these primordial people and their descendants can become the heirs of some core positions of the Shadow Sect, and those "tentacles" that stretch out for external development, they need to accumulate an unusually large amount of merit, and even climb to the top in order to just get the right to enter the main base, which is still far from the real high-level.

Among the shadow cultists that Leo has come into contact with so far, only the archbishop who was so angry with Leo that he smoked and was finally killed alive by May is an official member, and the others are all supernumeraries.

This is also one of the prides of these shadow cultists for thousands of years, and the strict adherence to tradition is also reflected in the bloodline, but what those "tentacles" on the outside do, they will selectively cover their eyes and block their ears.

Almost at the same time as Leo and the others began to enter the sandstorm area, in the other direction, there was a black torrent in the raging sand, these people were full of madness in their eyes, they turned a blind eye to the people who fell in the wind and sand, and just went straight in a certain direction.

Leo thought hard about the doubts in Semoa's behavior, and deeply thought that he had to cheer up, otherwise he would be taken out of the street by Durandal to consume the pill except for himself and the soldiers he brought.

It wasn't until late afternoon that Leo saw the stupid roe deer holding a basket of black berries on his table with a disappointed expression.

"The Shadow Fruit, a specialty of the Shadow Sect, can't improve Shadow Affinity at all."

Leo glanced up, isn't this a Blackberry? Or blackcurrant?

"I've got some news, do you want to know?"

Leo made a gesture of please.

"Hey, should you give some..."

Before Durandal could finish speaking, Leo shoved the basket of berries he had just given back into her hand

"Slam the door!"

He threw the basket back on the table casually, and sat down as if he had raised his legs very improperly.

"Forget it, I don't care about you"

"I'm out there and I heard them say that tomorrow is Homecoming Day"

"Homecoming?"

"It is said that it is the day when all the expatriates can return to the main base once a year, and they will also preside over the sealing ceremony of some outstanding non-staff personnel, so it is lively outside today, alas, the hand is a little tight"

Leo ignored the second half of Durandal's words, but pondered the connection between this so-called "Homecoming Day" and the Shadow Cult asking them to help at this point in time.

"Forget it, take it one step at a time, what about Fran?"

"Forehead ....."

"What's wrong?"

"There's an open-air dance party going on outside, dancing around the campfire, free food or something"

"And then? Talking about the point"

"She accepted an invitation from someone else, well, a bracket male, a very gentlemanly male"

“！？”

When Leo saw the little gentleman, he made up his mind to go back and cut the disgraceful elf, not only to cut it, but also to lock it up and starve for three days, and the merry gentleman in front of him who added fuel and vinegar to invite Fran to dance.

It's just a ten-year-old child, and it's not so much that he asks Fran to dance, but that Fran is teaching him to dance, and his lame dance steps make people laugh.

I haven't fallen so hard that I want to compete with a child who is not a third of my age.

While he sat and watched, the little gentleman noticed his arrival, and gestured with Fran and did not know what to say.

I just watched him walk in his direction as Fran carried him, muttering a lot of things in his ear, and Leo waited for him to run and jump away before he reflected.

I was actually laughed at by a little ghost! laughed at himself for having no charm and letting a girl like Fran go shopping alone, but he was still speechless, looking at Fran's subtle gaze, Leo could only clear his throat.

"Ahem..... beautiful young lady, may I have the pleasure of inviting you to a dance?"

Leo posed awkwardly, looking a little embarrassed, causing Fran to snort and stretch out his hand very generously and elegantly.

"It's a great honor~"