"Look, I said earlier, as much as we give us, I will take it back twice!"

"It's only been a few days, and it's come so quickly, and the magician still knows the face, Duke...... Huh!"

Barracks No. 10 was full of female immigrants, and in one of the dormitories, twenty or thirty women gathered together to listen to a middle-aged woman whispering.

In the midst of a chorus, a crisp voice said: "I want to watch "The Story of the Bandits", watch the Holy Maiden vs. the Lich, ......"

Stared at by a middle-aged woman, the girl bowed her head and shut up.

The middle-aged woman glanced at the door, and then said: "The crimson lady of the Duke's faith is using slogans like great love to confuse people's hearts, make people give up their self, and sacrifice their sweat, blood, and soul for the goal they proclaim!"

"The human self, the human soul, is the most precious. Giving one's soul for others, for something that is illusory, is no different from the devil in the abyss!"

"What did we hear during the day? What did we see in the vision? Sacrifice for others, sacrifice for others, it's a shame not to do this! Think about it, how evil it is!"

"The Duke's minions are doing everything possible to bewitch us and disturb our clear hearts. Once we believe in the Five Stresses and Four Beauty, and believe in great love, our hearts will no longer be at peace! We will be noticed by Lady Crimson, and she will absorb the power of life and soul!"

Therefore, we must always be vigilant, always admonish each other, and do not fall into temptations. ”

The girl finally couldn't help it: "It's almost over, I don't know what happened when I look at it tomorrow!"

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged woman scolded: "If you don't want to be left out by everyone, go and watch it!"

The girl's mouth was aggrieved, and the middle-aged woman said again: "The duke was just seducing before, but now he has begun to forcibly recruit again." Whether it is seduction or coercion, we must be superficially obedient. Life is precious, and it should not be given up lightly. But we must loathe, spurn, and hate in our hearts so that we can have a chance to return to peace. ”

"The most important thing for us now is to develop more sisters, so that we can connect with each other and help each other......"

The girl whispered: "Isn't this just the five stresses and four beautiful miles talking about friendship?"

"You ......"

The middle-aged woman gritted her teeth and was about to scold, when there was a sudden knock on the door.

She hurriedly waved her hand, and the women chatted about their parents' shortcomings.

The middle-aged woman opened the door and first saw a black-haired girl standing far away, and then realized something, and turned her eyes to the bottom of her.

The chubby halfling smiled and waved his hand: "Hi, everyone." ”

The middle-aged woman put on a respectful smile: "Sam Counselor, have you made your own rounds again?"

"This is not a prison, what are you doing rounds", Sam stood at the door, and said politely, "I just heard that you guys meet here every night, so I came to ask if you need help." Our counselling office welcomes the establishment of various clubs and guilds, and will be happy to provide space if needed. ”

"It's just a woman's colloquialism, but I'm embarrassed to be so formal," the middle-aged woman's smile turned bright.

"Yes, if you really need anything, you're welcome, just find me or my assistant", Sam pointed to the dark-haired, long-legged girl behind him, "This is my assistant Mayne." ”

Confirming that the counselor and his assistant had gone far, the middle-aged woman said proudly: "See, I came to the door with a little trouble, the duke is very jealous of us!"

After some confidential matters, the women dispersed, leaving the room with a middle-aged woman and another young girl.

"The one named Becky, we have to arrange for someone to keep an eye on us and beware of her betraying us. ”

"Don't be too reckless in developing sisters, you must first test and figure out her identity. ”

"Pay attention to cultivating messengers, or you will be exposed sooner or later. ”

Listening quietly at the meeting, the inconspicuous girl was giving orders condescendingly.

The middle-aged woman listened with respectful eyebrows, and said continuously: "Yes, Yes, Your Highness Winnie, I have memorized everything." ”

Up the stairs leading to the upper floors of the barracks, Mayne muttered, "These women are weird. ”

Sam sighed, "I already knew, but I never figured out what they were trying to do." ”

Mayne said coldly: "Wouldn't it be enough to arrest two of them and interrogate them severely?"

Sam was taken aback: "No, Mayne! This is not a labor camp, our job is to serve immigrants." ”

After a pause, he added: "Of course, we must also do our best to educate them as people, and we must also be wary of saboteurs." ”

"I'm really not fit to do this kind of thing", Mayne frowned, "I was thinking just now of kicking the door open, rushing in and shouting in surrender!"

Sam said earnestly: "You haven't really gained the belief of crimson justice, the divine power of justice is very unstable, and if you want to do such a thing, I hope you can understand what it means to serve the people." ”

Mayne pinched his knuckles: "Didn't you just say it, you have to educate them as people first, and if they are not people, they have to be cleaned up." ”

Sam stroked his forehead: "I'm just saying that there are so many people now, things are so busy, and I can't take care of education." Anyway, just keep an eye on them. ”

Arriving at the office on the third floor, Mayne said, "I think it's better to have a mirage in every room than anything else." ”

Sam smiled wryly, "Do you mean to turn them into the kind of people who will die if they don't see the vision? That's not the people, it's the phantom worms." ”

"Then so am I", Mayne rushed into the office and turned on the illusion machine: "It's the midnight theater soon, and I'll die if I don't see the illusion!"

..................

To the east of Beta, Kramer entered a building that resembled an immigration barracks. In the lobby at the center of the ground floor, rows of backrest seats are placed, and there are many people sitting here and there, but the huge mirage screen is turned off.

Kramer was surprised: "Huh, no one is watching the Midnight Theater?"

"What's there to see, I've seen enough of what I should have seen in my life", the person who was asked had a silver complexion, and turned out to be a Mithril Demon Warrior, and replied in a lazy tone rarely seen by Demon Warriors.

A middle-aged man with a normal complexion and an unusually attractive gaze next to him said, "It's rare to have such a quiet day, why do you still look at those noisy things?"

He crossed his arms and asked in an arrogant tone, "Kramer, did your duke leave us here to retire?"

Kramer smiled: "Your Excellency Linde, it's only been a few days, and you can't be idle?"

"I can't use magic anymore, it's a harsh name," the middle-aged man pouted, "Now we are not battle magicians, we are old men waiting to die in a nursing home." ”

Kramer said, "Tomorrow...... Yes, there is an arrangement. ”

Not only did Lin De frown, but the surrounding battle mages and demon warriors all looked over, and the blazing anticipation in their eyes was undisguised.

Kremer secretly said Sure enough, these people were afraid that they would feel uncomfortable seeing the war outside, so they turned off the mirage.

This is a temporary camp for battle mages and demon warriors, including more than a hundred battle mages from the former Supreme Council and various lost families, as well as more than 700 demon warriors, all housed here.

Here they not only receive a preliminary education, but also undergo treatments to prolong life and restore the imprint of the soul.

For those who have lost their purpose in life, or who have lost their strength, or both, education and therapy are difficult tortures.

Kramer knew that these people would rather die fighting the undead than have nothing to do and live like they are now.

But that's not what Fei Gong wants to see, they have greater value, and their lives shouldn't end there.

"Tomorrow will begin the treatment of soul rehabilitation, and the Intelligence Bureau will also want to get more information from you about the original council of the Storm Islands and the mage family, and will do some interviews with you. ”

After Kremer finished speaking, he received the expected cold snort.

Linde stood up suddenly, and said a little out of control: "What's the point of this treatment, that interview!? I'll go to the Miracle Castle tomorrow! Kill one undead and count one!"

"Let's go!"

"Captain, count me in!"

"Let's put on all our original uniforms! Let the Duke of Prell and the people here see that the Supreme Council Guard would rather die standing than lose its glory!"

The others responded, and Kramer exclaimed, "This is not what the Duke expects of you! Even if you want to die, you don't deserve to die so worthless!"

"What's the value of that?"

Linde smiled sadly and pointed to the Mithril Demon Warrior next to him: "They just don't live long, and their strength is still there." What about us battle magicians, no matter how long we live, we can't even be as good as dogs!"

The Mithril Demon Warrior muttered, "I'd be happy if you wanted to change me, Captain." ”

Kramer said, "Can't you start all over again without strength?"

"I used to be a fourth-level magician, and I slaughtered a magician of the same level at will!"

Linde pounded his fist on his chest: "What about now? It's just a civilian! Without the second-level mask, even if the soul imprint is all dissipated, if I want to start as an apprentice, when will I be able to rise to the fourth level? Thirty years or fifty years?"

"Why be obsessed with rank?"

Kramer took out the recording chip from his companion and said to the Mithril Demon Warrior, "Open the mirage machine and put the battle record inside." ”

The screen lit up, and the images changed, and at first Linde and the others were still squinting, looking very resistant. Gradually, their eyes widened.

Their eyes were focused on the soldiers' weapons, and in addition to the original single-shot magic guide guns and magic guide cannons, they also saw the magic guide guns that fired in bursts. Even ordinary adventurers held their muzzles and continuously spewed out blue flame magic spears, sweeping down pieces of undead spirits.

"Although you can't cast spells anymore, your souls haven't shrunk and are still as strong as ever. As long as you remaster a magic, even the most basic magic, you can manipulate such a magic weapon. ”

Kramer said as he watched their reactions, seeing the eagerness in their eyes, and said that he was indeed right to get these live battle records. Unlike the mirage news that was shown to civilians, these images are raw records, and the bloody brutality of the battlefield is undisguised.

For these people, they don't care about any bloody cruelty, but it proves that this is the real record. And the role of the new magic weapon in the war is enough to ignite their confidence.

What's more, the study of the process of getting the battle mage to learn magic again is even more significant. Fei Gong can get a glimpse of more details of mortals' acquisition of extraordinary powers, which plays a great role in promoting the popularization and education of extraordinary powers.

"If we regain our strength, even if it's just one level, we can be like her," Linde whispered.

Kramer looked at the screen, and it was the image of Catherine, the Saint of Destruction, holding two magic machine guns, standing on the stone wall to cut wheat.

He whispered, "Yes, Lord Linde, work hard. ”

Linde didn't speak, just nodded heavily.

..................

In the valley north of Beta, caves of all sizes have been carved out of the mountain, and short figures with pointed ears crawl out of the caves, enjoying the coolness of the night breeze and the warmth of the moonlight.

"Our power comes from Spider God! other powers are evil!"

Deep in a cave, nearly 200 people from the Didi tribe gathered together to listen to the patriarch's teachings.

Originally, the patriarch rarely spoke directly, and only conveyed the will of the spider god when the elders were arguing, but today the patriarch was extremely excited.

The patriarch paused his cane and said, "Dadi and the people who followed him to the duke's team are all traitors to the tribe!

"Dida!"

He looked at the gray elf boy again, who shuddered.

"The person you went to the Duke for, the new Yas, told her that you must hand over Dadi and our people from the Didi tribe! Does the Duke still want to face the crusade of the Spider God in addition to the undead?"

Duddy seemed stunned, neither speaking nor moving.

"We have only left the spider god temporarily, but our souls are still connected to the spider god! Duke Prell has provided us with a place of refuge, as well as food and water, we are grateful, but he has no right to trample on our beliefs and traditions!"

The patriarch glanced at the people in the tribe and said sharply: "In addition to traitors like Dadi, there are people in the tribe who are moving away from the spider god, they are confused by those colorful visions and human messes, and they are starting to like life on the ground, which is very dangerous......"

"What's at stake?"

A crisp sound sounded, and a gray elf girl appeared at the entrance of the cave, followed by a group of gray elf teenagers or youths.

"...... Yas"

The patriarch froze for a moment, then saw the person behind the girl, and said angrily: "Dadi! You dare to appear here!?"

Several guards rushed up to arrest people, and the gray elf behind Yasi showed his magic guide gun, and two sonorous shots hit the roof of the cave, splashing dust, shaking the guards to retreat again and again.

"I heard that the patriarch opposed Dadi's joining the army, and I wanted to come over to persuade them, but I didn't expect you to list them as traitors", Yasi said coldly: "Regarding your belief in the spider god, I don't want to say anything for the time being. If you don't understand freedom, about freeing slaves, about the great love of our master, then say something you can understand. ”

She crossed her waist, small head, and slender body, but at this time she looked majestic and impressive: "The Divine Fall Plateau is the territory of the Duke of Prell, and it is the land of faith that the Duke dedicated to my lord Lady Crimson! Here, everyone must obey the rule of the Duke, and everyone is the Duke's people! In the name of the clan and faith, to prevent others from serving the Duke is to be the enemy of the Duke!"

The patriarch said with a corrupt complexion: "But the spider god ......"

Yasi said angrily: "There are already entire tribes that have sworn allegiance to the duke and converted to our lord!

She waved her hand impatiently: "If you dare to stop the clansmen from working for the Duke, go back to your own underground world!" All the gray elf tribes on the Godfall Plateau are concentrating here, and we are worried that there are not enough caves to house them." ”

The patriarch lowered his head, gasping like a broken bellows, but he didn't dare to speak again.

Yasi sneered: "I know that you are cursing me with the spider god in your heart, but I am not afraid! One day, you will know that the existence that must suck the flesh and blood of mortals to show its power is not a god at all!

She glanced at everyone again: "Anyone else who wants to join us, stand up now!"

A few gray elf teenagers jumped out, followed by a few young men who walked out hesitantly, leading out more people, and in a moment, twenty or thirty people stood behind Yas.

Yass waved: "Let's go!"

Seeing that his good friend didn't move, Dadi shouted eagerly, "Dida!"

Dida looked extremely hesitant, looked at the patriarch, then at the parents next to him, and shook his head vigorously.

Out of the cave, Duddy was depressed.

He said in a low voice, "Your Highness Yasi, wouldn't it be better if you used Lady Crimson's faith to persuade the patriarch and touched him with the great love that everyone should have?"

"They don't understand," said Jas, "and don't forget that I'm also a grey elf, and I know very well why they are holding the spider god so high." ”

Duddy was surprised, "Why?"

Yasi's little face floated to see through the depth and wisdom of the fog: "Without the spider god, can the patriarchs and elders always hold the power of the clan, pass it on from generation to generation, and never change?"

She said disdainfully: "So, persuasion and moving, can they give up their power and continue to enslave you ordinary clansmen?"

Duddy thought blankly, and a look of realization gradually appeared on his face.

He looked back at the cave behind him and said worriedly, "Dadi......"

"Make a meritorious deed, temper your faith, Dardy", Yasz said, "Don't let down Mins's expectations of you, and when you become the crimson vanguard of the Fei Gong, come back to liberate your friends and all your compatriots who have been oppressed by the spider god." ”

"Minss ......"

Duddy pursed her lips and nodded heavily: "I won't let her down!"

Gray elves kept crawling out of the cave and following Yasz, hundreds and thousands, and the ranks continued to grow, and their young cheeks were filled with eager longing. The eyes hidden in the cave, with hatred and fear in the old age, watched the team go away.