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The sky is blue and clear, the sun is shining, the shimmer of light penetrates the woods, it is a pine verdant, birds chirp gracefully, freely shuttle through the forest, the morning dew drips, and the vitality is brewing here.

With such a wonderful and harmonious natural scenery, how can it revert to the previously depressing scene?

Russell walked quietly in the woods, and the breeze passed over his face, sending fresh air into his nostrils, which was very beautiful.

He used the potion to treat the injury last night and rested for the night, thanks to the high physical attributes, Russell has excellent resilience, although not to the extent of regenerating a broken limb, but it is not bad. The state of life is still [Seriously Injured], but the wound infection and exhaustion have recovered, and the wound is slowly healing, which is better than the previous half-dead.

"Physique is actually one of my highest attributes."

Russell couldn't laugh or cry, as a former Sacred Domain mage, his most powerful thing now was actually his physique. There are many advanced professions for warriors, generally strength as the main attribute, and there are also high-level professions such as [Juggernaut] that take agility as the main attribute, and it is not uncommon for physique to become the main attribute, [Shield Battle] is this kind of profession, and it can only be said that the talent of this body is manifested in this aspect.

"There's nothing wrong with it, physique is about survival, and in a war, being alive is the most important thing."

"In five days, the Nottingham War will officially begin."

Russell knows enough about the war, and the Nottingham War was one of several major events in the early days of the game, and he was not personally involved in the Northlands at the time, but he kept an eye on the trend.

The Nottingham Mountains are the geographical boundary between the Balaam Federation and the Kingdom of Sunderland in the west, and it covers a vast area, with many mountain branches, many even deep into the Commonwealth.

Over the years, Grantis has developed steadily, and in this era, the strong are emerging, the material resources are abundant, and the rules of the world are running smoothly, and people say that Grantis has reached the top.

But it is necessary to know that prosperity must decline. On the surface, the singing and dancing are leveling, but in the dark there is an undercurrent. The root of the curse has long been planted, injustice has been around for a long time, ambition is growing, fear, jealousy, and hatred are buried in prosperity, and sin lurks in the crowd... Ferment.

The Grantians, who have not known how to fight for a long time, will eventually pay for themselves with the lesson of blood.

The interracial war in the western part of the Federation was only a prelude. Intelligent beings such as lizardmen, kobolds, goblins, trolls, ogres, and other intelligent beings scattered throughout the continent are collectively referred to as wild races, and most of them are remnants of the First Great War of Gods and Demons. Hiding in the wilderness, they are also developing at the same time, and when the race develops to a certain level, they can no longer bear the grievance of being confined to the wilderness.

So they began to harass the city, and the main humans, dwarves, and elves were attacked by them, especially the humans. The western part of the Federation is complicated, but these wild races are accustomed to this kind of territorial warfare, they are familiar with the terrain, come and go like the wind, loot human caravans, control the main transportation routes, and even occupy cities, the Federation has always been helpless, and the current Chief Governor Robert Paye is undoubtedly a fool.

Over the years, the Federation's appeasement strategy has fueled the arrogance of these aliens, making them think that human beings are weak and can be bullied, and the alien coalition forces in the field finally attacked the "Iron Wall" of the Western Fortress on July 20, 454 in the bilunar calendar, marking the official outbreak of war and the bankruptcy of the Federation's policy of retreating.

In my memory, in the early days of this war, the Federation suffered a big loss, although it smelled the smell of conspiracy in advance and prepared for war, but completely underestimated the combat effectiveness of the wild race.

"I have to bring back what I know."

Russell's No. 1 reconnaissance team only completed a simple reconnaissance of the enemy's situation, and the whole army was wiped out in the unfamiliar dense forest, but with his memories in the [King of the Realm], he could at least bring some help to this war.

"But first, you have to get out of the forest."

Unfortunately, Russell was lost in the forest, unable to find the guidance markers he had made when he entered, and had lost his way during the battle between the First Scout Team and the Lizardmen.

No matter how good the situation is, this is a forest after all, and it is full of dangers, and it cannot be stayed for long.

Russell lay down, his left ear pressed against the ground, and he could feel a little bit of running water, but not so clearly. The river is a signpost in the deep mountains and old forests, and if you can really find the river, you should have a chance to go out.

The expected sound of the water was still unclear, but Russell heard a familiar voice in the distance, and he immediately got up and looked, "That's..."

"Flares!"

The red flames shot straight into the sky, bursting into a brilliant ring at an altitude of 100 meters, clear and eye-catching, which was a special distress signal for the reconnaissance troops.

The 1st Reconnaissance Force attacked all this time, and with the hired adventurers, a total of 13 squads were organized to go deep behind enemy lines.

"Check it out!"

Russell immediately moved in the direction of the signal.

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"The signal has been sent."

Donald walked through the woods, dirt and blood all over him, his eyes full of despair, "It's the last flare, these damn brutes are really close to us, they chased us for two days without any support, I'm afraid the other squads will be more than lucky." ”

Behind him were three men, unkempt like him, with deep exhaustion and powerlessness written on their faces.

"Here we go again!"

There was a disturbance in the bushes behind them, they looked at each other, they both saw fear in each other's eyes, and after resting for less than a minute, they could only grit their teeth and continue to avoid the pursuit.

The pursuers were getting closer and closer, and the green figures were weaving freely through the forest without slowing down at all, and they could only escape in an unstable manner.

"Damn!"

Hysterically growling, one person turned around, "I can't stand it anymore!" ”

"After staying here for a few days, I was chased in the jungle for a few days, watching my brothers die one by one, but I ran away like a mourning dog, I want to fight with them!"

He drew his saber and faced it behind him, trembling but firm. The others were silent and did not speak, but they all turned around and drew their swords.

It is better to die standing than to live on your knees, nothing more.

Three green-skinned lizardmen armed with twin knives surrounded them, and they were puzzled, and the group of people who had been running suddenly stopped.

It doesn't matter anymore.

For them, it is enough to be able to kill their prey.

The tall figure shrouded the feeble four in shadow, and the knife in the lizardman's hand was raised high - slashing down.

"Freeze!"

At the last moment, a huge amount of white freezing gas suddenly gushed out, the temperature in the forest plummeted, and the biting ice was formed, and the three lizardmen were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, and the tip of the knife was no longer saved.

The power of extreme ice is terrifying. (Tribute)

[Heart of Frost: Frost is buried in your heart, polar ice constitutes your bloodline, you are the darling of the ice element, and the ice will be with you]

This is the Sanctuary Heart that Russell obtained when he was promoted from the Ice Mage to the Sanctuary in [King of the Realm], and he lost almost all of his in-game abilities, but this ability was miraculously retained. With it, Russell was able to use frost spells at will, as long as he had enough mana.

Under the stunned gaze of the surviving four, Russell walked out calmly, he smiled kindly, and said, "It's good to catch up." ”

"You are... The mage. ”

They also belong to the first reconnaissance unit, they can't be too familiar with Russell's face, Russell is very famous in the army, a noble mage actually came to do this kind of "dirty work", or took the initiative, because everyone knows him as a person.

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

"Thank you for saving us!"

Having escaped death and witnessing Russell's spells, they used honorifics to show their gratitude, after all, mages are synonymous with power.

"A comrade-in-arms of the army, no thanks."

A person who can face life and death is worthy of respect, Russell said as he kicked the three lizardmen ice sculptures to pieces, and the ice blocks wrapped in the lizardmen's bodies were scattered all over the ground.

[Kill the Lizardman Elite (Bronze Level 7) ×3, absorb the target's life energy, and obtain energy value 90]

The lizardmen are completely dead.

This group of lizardmen is not the same kind as the lizardmen who cleaned up the battlefield and ambushed Russell to cause their annihilation, and the gap between them is indistinguishable from ordinary people.

The twenty lizardmen who ambushed them were a group of stalkers, all of whom were at the pinnacle level of bronze level 10, and even mixed with silver level, and this kind of stalker with agility characteristics was even more terrifying. They attacked and took advantage of the situation, so they only paid the price of two lives and serious injuries to destroy Russell's team. Like the lizardmen who later cleared the battlefield, they were all greenskins.

And now the group that died is green-skinned and verdant.

"Which team are you from, and did you get any information?"

Russell asked, handing them water and some food.

"We're the seventh team, and I'm the captain Donald. We are responsible for scouting the Truss Canyon. ”

Donald responded, swallowed his food again, poured a few sips of water, and then breathed a deep sigh of relief, and continued: "I didn't get any information. ”

He looked helpless and ashamed, "We were targeted as soon as we entered the canyon, we were chased from the Trus Canyon to here, across three reconnaissance areas, and only four of the thirteen people remained. ”

"The only thing we know is that the reconnaissance teams in these areas are afraid of dying, and the signals we sent have not received any response, only you... Saved us. ”

"Don't blame yourself."

Russell said in a low voice: "The first detachment I am in is about the same, and now I am the only one left." ”

"You're so powerful, how could you..."

The seventh team swallowed their saliva in unison, thinking carefully, is the alien race really so powerful?

"We've all underestimated this group of aliens, everyone."

"This is not a war crime."