"Tang Yuan, you'd better explain what this situation is."

His apartment has become a hospital, which is Zhao Yan's first feeling after he returns.

Zhao Yan's face turned blue and he watched as the team members were either unconscious or in a plaster cast, and the fifth Luo had been mummified, leaving only a few holes on his face still panting.

"General," Tang Yuan looked ashamed, "I don't know what the situation is, originally our team was collecting supplies according to the normal plan, according to the search team, I don't know that a group of aliens have popped up from there, they are so strong and terrifying, many awakened people have been sacrificed, and even Zihang has died in battle to cover the retreat." ”

Zhao Yan took a deep breath, his elite squad had not even lost its strength in the battle, and now he actually killed one on the road to search for supplies.

"Specifically, I'll ask Fifth Luo, what about the corpse, how much did you snatch back." "No, the retreat is too hasty, and there is no time to take care of the brothers who died in battle, don't blame the fifth Luo for being cold-blooded, the living are much more important than the dead."

Zhao Yan was speechless, Tang Yuan was right, a living person is much more important than a corpse.

"Has the bereavement pension problem been solved?" "It's all been arranged, and I will find a way to deal with Zihang's parents."

Zhao Yan turned around silently, these things were not within his range of expertise, it would be better to hand them over to Tang Yuan, all he could do was to minimize the casualties of his own people.

"If you're in the mood, go and see Fifth Luo, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid the death toll would have doubled."

Fifth Luo was lying on the bed, and if it weren't for the breath, anyone would think it was a newly unearthed mummy.

"How does it feel?" Zhao Yan sat down, Fifth Luo turned his head when he heard the sound, his eyes were also injured, and the two layers of gauze were tightly wrapped.

"Laugh if you want, I'm a bear anyway." Fifth Luo's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't know what kind of chaotic battle he had experienced.

"Alright, don't pretend there." Zhao Yan took out a bowl of soup, "I brought you something that made up for the big tonics, and after drinking it, it cured all diseases." ”

"It's quite fragrant, ahem, ahem." Zhao Yan scooped a spoonful of soup and brought it to his mouth, and Fifth Luo took a sip, coughing spicily.

"I forgot to say, it's better to swallow this soup in your mouth little by little, otherwise it's really a little choking."

"You did it on purpose." Fifth Luo's voice had some confidence, a mouthful of thick soup went down, and his limbs were as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring, and the original wound was actually a little uncomfortable.

"I really forgot," Zhao Yan didn't want to quarrel with him, "This is dragon broth, you can drink it is definitely a blessing from the previous life, and it is also a shame that you are seriously injured now, otherwise you will have a few catties of nosebleeds in this bowl of soup." ”

"Dragons? Where did the dragon come from? Picked up on the side of the road? Fifth Luo drank the soup carefully, and drank it like this, and the rich fragrance could make people's bones crispy.

"A dragon was slaughtered and then picked up by me." Zhao Yan fed the last spoonful of soup into the mouth of the fifth Luo, and he could feel the white eyes that penetrated deep into his soul through this layer of gauze.

Putting down the soup bowl, Zhao Yan took out another tube of dragon blood, dipped it with his fingers, and applied it to the side of Fifth Luo's mouth and nostrils.

"What is it?" Dragon's blood doesn't smell that fishy, but it's not something nice to smell either.

"Dragon's blood, just smear it and smell it, if you drink a sip of this thing, you won't be able to save you." Zhao Yan wiped a little under his eyes again, "Okay, tell me what you touched." ”

Fifth Lo pondered for a moment, "They're not like anything we've encountered before, they're not bugs, they're not undead, to be exact, I think they're more like demons in our mythology. ”

"It's not that they don't have intelligence, whether it's an ordinary demon with only one layer of, or a high-level demon wearing armor, in the process of fighting us, they have communicated, they are communicating, although I don't understand, but I'm pretty sure it's a language."

"Their strength is very strong, at least they are all third-order existences, there are some demons similar to generals, their attacks are very powerful, even I can't bear it, if it weren't for Qin Zihang fighting to the death and blocking their advance with ironwood, none of us would have been able to come back."

Through Fifth Luo's description, Zhao Yan could already determine that what they encountered was the Sinking Demon they were looking for before, but unfortunately their direction deviated too much from their direction, and finally determined the trace of the Sinking Wizard in this way.

"But," Fifth Luo hesitated, "I always found their actions strange. ”

"Oh?" Zhao Yan was also stunned, "Let's hear it." ”

"I always felt that their movement was restricted, we were all seriously injured at the time, and it was still a long way to reach the vehicle, and these demons could easily chase us and slaughter them all if they wanted to, but when they reached a range, they stopped and did not chase us again."

Zhao Yan's eyes flashed with a fine light, this question is to the root, the Sinking Demon likes to kill for fun the most, and it is absolutely impossible to let the creatures in front of him escape, the only explanation is only what Fifth Luo said, where these Sinking Demons appear, there is a problem.

However, it was useless to just think about it, after leaving from the Fifth Luo, Zhao Yan sent soup and blood one by one, and finally came to a conclusion that the range of activity of these Sinking Demons seemed to be limited to a circle or oval range.

Zhao Yan, who returned to the room, thought about it and recalled the experience of his previous life, but none of the experiences could match the current situation.

"Jerrard, what did Artsace give you orders before you came here?" The black light flashed, and a sturdy warrior appeared in front of Zhao Yan, who was the fallen angel who was subdued by Zhao Yan before.

Because of his injury, Yerald has been sleeping in the undead space, and he only woke up completely yesterday, and after his strength decreased, the fallen angel form also disappeared and became a human form.

Angels are not ugly, even if they fall into human form, they are handsome guys and beautiful women. The black skin, resolute eyes, just the right facial organs and tense muscles all show the charm of a man, and even the cross-shaped scar on the right cheek looks handsome and compelling.

The fallen angel knelt down on one knee in respect, "My lord, the only order I received was to guard the Eye and wait, and no other information was received. ”

"Have you heard of something, or have you ever sensed anything unusual before?" Zhao Yan didn't give up, this time it was a genuine sixth-order demon, he didn't believe that something that could change the rules of a certain area plane would be silent.

Yerald thought for a moment and shook his head firmly, "No, not at all. ”

With a wave of his hand, he took the fallen angel back into the space of the dead, he held Yerald's soul in his hand, and was sure that he was telling the truth, but it also made him difficult, how could he not find anything useful in his memory?

"Hey, my friend, why are you so sad?" A familiar voice sounded, and Zhao Yan turned around suddenly.

"Dear Lord Barbaro, if you don't appear so suddenly every time, then I believe the world will be a little more harmonious."

Barbaro let out a burst of laughter: "Haha, Mr. Zhao Yan said that he was joking, but I came to help you." ”

Zhao Yan poured two glasses of water, but Barbaro didn't drink it, but just pulled a chair and sat down.

"Well, my friend, I know what you're bothering about. It's nothing more than a Fallen Wizard and a bunch of Fallen Demons. ”

Zhao Yan fought hard, Barbaro said lightly, now a sinking wizard is not something he can handle.

"Don't be sad, I said I was here to help you." Barbaro pulled a gem out of his bag, "Look what this is." ”

Zhao Yan picked it up and looked at it carefully, but he had no impression of this thing.

"Forgive me, my dear friend, for not knowing your treasures." Zhao Yan tried to think about it, but he really couldn't recognize what it was.

"It's normal that you don't know each other." Barbaro placed the gem on the table, "This is a part of the skin that the Lord of the Mirror took off when he was in the middle level, and I got it to make this little thing. ”

"This thing allows you to perfectly replicate the rank and skill of that Fallen Wizard, so you are not sure of killing a small Fallen Wizard?"