Last night, a light rain washed away the remnants of Silvermoon Bay that had just been covered by missiles the day before yesterday, and the earth and nature once again showed their magical vitality......

In the early morning, a thick layer of white fog filled the sky over Silvermoon Bay, and Trist walked alone and aimlessly on this field like a hell on earth.

More than 4,000 people died directly or indirectly from the missiles, and more than 1,000 remnants of the defeated soldiers fled in despair, and the invaders of the Ice Nation withdrew in this way, which surprised everyone. It was always a good thing that the entire army of more than 6,000 invaders had been wiped out, whether it was the Red Maple Tribe, the Guanghu Tribe, or even the Running Wolf Tribe, who had just come to help, they all breathed a long sigh of relief.

But at the same time, it also means the beginning of intrigues.

The Running Wolf Tribe, which was offended by the former leader of the Red Maple Tribe, chose to join forces with the Guanghu Tribe, and the attitude in this is intriguing.

More than 2,000 weak people, more than 400 remnants of Silver Moon Bay who lost their leader, more than 300 original Silver Moon Bay village names, the Red Maple Tribe camp has the largest number of people, but it is also the weakest, and the main backbone, Elder Lake, still refuses to get out of the tent, if it weren't for the fact that three meals a day are still sent in and out of his tent, people almost think that this old man has also passed away. The Rapid Paddle of the Middle Light Lake Tribe, the Green Net, and even Eric have all visited, but they have been turned away one by one, and he is waiting for Triste.

Yes, Trist. From rescuing Qinghu Village alone, to assisting the relocation of more than a dozen villages in the north, to his calm speech at the council, to this rescue operation, Triste's ability is obvious to all, which makes many people, including Elder Lake, have an inexplicable expectation for Trist.

Trist knew what they were expecting, but he refused.

After getting up early and immediately surging in the camp, Trist came to Silvermoon Bay, and after dismounting, he has been wandering in this camp after the baptism of blood and fire.

The mountain man unexpectedly bared his fangs, which gave Trist a sudden sense of urgency.

In the plot of the original play, the technology of 2048 can already treat the rejection of exchange transfusion, and the mountain people capture the surface people, suck blood and extract the marrow, so that their people can resist radiation, but the symptoms are not cured, until they change the object of the experiment to the sky people, and they are pleasantly surprised to find that after implanting the bone marrow of the sky people, with the help of the hematopoietic ability of the sky people's bone marrow, they can already resist the radiation on the ground. This made them ecstatic, yes, literally, they frantically captured the Sky People until they were infiltrated into the Claracan Meteorological Mountain Base Filtration Chamber, and civilization was wiped out.

It's been four months since he unknowingly traveled back and forth to Earth, and Trist has never been so full of urgency for the future as he is now, if he guessed correctly, in less than a year, the "Earth Hundred Sons Project" will be launched, and his fish-lipped Doudou will come (pit him)......

In the name of preventing the plague, Trist persuaded Eric to roughly clean up the corpses of Lower Silvermoon Bay, but the blood had already soaked the dark earth, reminding those who stepped on the land of what kind of killing had been experienced. The animal skin combat boots stepped on the black and red earth after the rain, leaving footprints of different shades, just walking, Trist suddenly found that there was another row of footprints on the ground in front of him, judging from the traces, it seemed that they had not been left for a long time......

In the white mist, the surrounding scene could not be seen realistically, and Triste's heart instantly lifted. Because he didn't want to be seen as inferior in horsemanship, he rode over in the morning to relax without informing anyone, and it was almost impossible for him to be from the Guanghu tribe or the Red Maple tribe. And even if someone from the camp came to look for him, the footprints in front of him were still new, and it was impossible to run in front of him silently, and there would be no trace of Shen Xiang.

The mist condensed into droplets, dripping from the corners of his forehead along the dark golden hair, and he didn't care about wiping it, Trist pulled out the long knife given by the Guanghu tribe, his muscles tensed, and he felt the movement around him, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment. The August wind blew through the forests of the Holy Lake in the northern hemisphere, blowing away a little white mist, revealing the hazy seaside cliffs on their sides, and the ships of the Guanghu tribe hid behind the cliffs on the night they rescued the remnants of the caravan from Silvermoon Bay.

The sea is in front of you.

Trist realized that he had reached the beach, and beyond that was the beach by the sea, which looked a little damp in the morning mist. The waves crashed against the shore, the seagulls soared, the long howls echoed with the birdsong in the forest, and the slightly bitter smell of the sea came from the air, mixed with the bloody smell of the baptism of blood and fire in Silvermoon Bay behind him.

"Bang!" , A swift figure rushed out from behind the rocks by the sea, and Trist blocked with a horizontal knife, and was pressed back several steps by this long-planned blow, and was able to stabilize himself.

Ai Ko on the other side was actually very depressed.

Having escaped death, she wanted to retreat to the Land of Ice, but by coincidence, the warriors who cleaned up Silvermoon Bay at someone's suggestion yesterday blocked her way back. Not daring to make a fire, she survived the night by eating raw sea fish, and finally waited until the damned Guanghu tribesmen on the other side withdrew, and Ai Ko was just about to take advantage of the white fog to leave quietly, but found that there were people on the other side, and they were still friends and foes (after all, they were not Ice Nation costumes). She didn't want to be entangled too much, so she continued to hibernate, but the other party found her footprints, and she didn't leave! The nameless fire started, Ai Ko didn't care about hiding, and he didn't care if there were any other helpers behind the other party, so he went up with a sword, wanting to deal with the hateful guy in front of him first.

But this guy still has two more hits! First, he blocked his own sword, and then with a turn of the blade, the blade slid forward along the trajectory of the blade, slashing towards his right hand holding the sword.

Ai Ko was not slow to react, retracted his sword and returned to the rack, the blade and the blade rubbed a burst of sparks, and at the same time, his waist leaned back, and the sword almost passed by the face.

"Huh?", both sides of the missed blow sighed suspiciously at the same time.

There was no time to hesitate, Ai Ko continued to attack with his sword.

There was another chorus of swords, and after a long time, the two of them retreated and looked at each other with some solemnity.

'This woman has great strength! This is Trist's most intuitive feeling, after all, he is still a 16-year-old boy's body, and his hand holding the knife was shocked and ached. At the same time, a sense of crisis came to his heart, and this sense of crisis even surpassed the desperate situation he faced with the six-armed black bear a few months ago when he fought with the Thunder Hammer Commander that night in Qinghu Village, and this sense of crisis clearly and bluntly told him that if he was not good this time, he would really die......

Echo has made great achievements, and the experience of countless life-and-death battles has made her see that although the enemy on the opposite side fights...... Not...... It's very organized, but it also seems to be too organized, lacking the flexibility it should have, and it makes up for it purely by agile reactions. Of course there are rules! After all, it was the standard military fighting technique taught by the Ark, plus the dedicated guidance of Pike on the Ark. But when he encounters Aiko, who is also quick to react, Trist gradually falls into the disadvantage, and several sword times that change directions in the middle make Trist scramble.

The pain of losing his subordinates, the guilt of living up to the Queen's expectations, and the irritability of being trapped for a day and a night made Echo decide not to retain his strength and fight quickly. "Brush", the blade of the sword sliced through the air, and the viper spat out Trist's chest.

Trist raised his sword upward, only to find to his horror that the broadsword on the other side had changed direction and stabbed him in the jaw without cover. Without time to change his moves, Trist's heart slashed, and the long knife stabbed at Echo's heart in a posture of death, while at the same time his neck turned sideways at the last moment.

'Count you ruthlessly! The Overseer was clearly not prepared to die with what she thought was a "nobody", and retreated at the critical moment.

Before Trist could retract her sword, she quickly turned to the right side of her enemy, her sword piercing through her side.

Blessed to the heart, Trist suddenly let go of the sword, ignoring the attacking sword, and clasped Aiko's shoulder, causing Aikou to stumble, and the right hand holding the sword also stabbed at the angle.

At the same time, he locked his left hand to Aiko's throat empty.

Echo also threw down his sword decisively, his right hand blocking the opposite chokehold in mid-air.