"Attacking Alamt?"

The eldest prince was obviously a little hesitant, "The Holy City has not been attacked by war for nearly a thousand years......"

"And that's the most important reason why it's corrupt!"

The old voice came.

Mawson glanced at Nizam quietly, the aura on the other party's body was very vague, this was the first time Mosen had seen the Descender appear on an important plot character.

And the guy standing behind him wasn't weak either.

Of course, this strength and weakness are only relative to Nina.

In a normal fight, Nina will definitely not be an opponent of any of them.

Nizam's identity was obviously important, and his words, the eldest prince had to think carefully.

"There is no time, the general will be disaffected by the fate of the foreign king, and if this opportunity is missed, it may bury hidden dangers for the future Persian Empire."

Nizam continued.

"And as the future heir of the Empire, you must have the honor to match, what could be more glorious than capturing the holy city of Alam and exposing their plots?!"

Nizam's last words completely broke the eldest prince's psychological defenses, and he raised his head sharply, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Good!"

"The whole army is ready!"

"It's not far from Alamt, let's take a break and get there before dawn!"

The eldest prince clenched his fists, "I will stand on the highest place of Alam before the sun rises!" ”

"Your bravery will be spread throughout the kingdom!"

Nizam said with just the right compliment.

The old man's face was kind, but Mawson could easily catch a little murder in the other party's eyes.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Mawson saw Bis standing not far away, and Bis stepped forward, "Prince Dastan, I have something important to tell you!" ”

"Say it......"

Bis hesitated, "The matter is very confidential, this is not ......"

"Okay, follow me."

Mawson beckoned, and led Biss to the tent outside.

"Now you can say it, right?"

"Your Royal Highness, I know this sounds ridiculous, but please believe me, the attack on the holy city of Alam is a conspiracy!"

"Are you eavesdropping?!"

Mawson's brow furrowed.

Bis on the other side had a panicked face and became a little at a loss.

Mawson sighed in his heart, the psychological quality of this descendant who occupied Bis's body was too poor, and he lacked consideration in doing things.

Although he didn't know the specific tasks of the other party, it was obvious that he wanted to use his foresight for the future development of things to give himself some kind of head start.

But he was too anxious.

The news of the attack on Alam has not yet spread, and it is easy for people to rush to the door at this time......

However, it is not surprising to think that the other party will appear here, and it is not surprising that he shows such a poor quality.

Nina's failure was completely accidental, but the guy in front of him is probably really bad.

"I'm sorry!"

At this moment, Bis moved and suddenly pounced on Mawson.

His movements are agile and his moves are decent, if it were the original Dastan, he might have been caught off guard and might have been successfully attacked by him.

Pity......

"Smack!"

Mawson slapped Biss on the side of the cheek, and he fell to the ground, half of his face quickly swollen.

"You're not only stupid, you're weak!"

Mawson stepped forward and stepped on Bis's neck so that if he moved slightly, Mawson could crush his cervical vertebrae!

"Tell me, what's your mission?"

Mawson asked.

"What task?"

Biss widened his eyes.

Mawson tapped his wrist slightly, "The task that the personal terminal provides you." ”

The pupils dilated sharply, and the back was instantly wet with cold sweat, "You...... Are you too?"

"But how is this possible?!"

If it hadn't been stepped on by Mawson, Biss would have jumped up by this time.

"What's so strange that there are so many guys like you in this camp."

"Like us?"

Biss subconsciously regarded Mawson as a comer on a punitive mission.

"The prompt on the personal terminal turned out to be true!"

"Tell me, what's your mission?"

"In terms of identity, we may have the same goal, if that's the case, I can spare you from dying."

Mawson stared at Bis, "You'd better think clearly before you speak, because you only have one chance, if you lie......"

With the force under his feet, one of Bice's faces swollen red.

Whew!

He gasped for air.

"I said, my mission is to assist Prince Dastan, that is, you, to obtain the Blade of Time, and then uncover Nizam's conspiracy!"

Biss said quickly.

"Good!"

Mawson retracted his right foot, and with his soul strength, he could easily tell if Biss was lying.

"Congratulations, my goal is the same, you don't have to die."

"We are companions?!"

Bis, who had survived the catastrophe, got up from the ground excitedly.

"Great, this is the first time I've come into contact with someone who has the same identity as me!"

In reality, Bis should be a good-tempered person.

"How many worlds have you experienced?"

Mawson picked up the flask on the table and poured a glass for Biss.

"Thank you!"

After drinking all the wine in the glass, Bees's mood stabilized a lot.

"There were only two, and of course the second failed."

"The task at that time was to get me to get the tail needle of the Scorpion King, that monster is really terrible, I was a little injured before, and in the end I really didn't have the courage to face him......"

Bis looked a little embarrassed.

"By the way, did you get a prompt from your personal terminal?"

"This is a punitive mission, and in the end, only one side can succeed, but I don't know how many enemies we have besides you and me."

Bies looked a little worried.

"What are you going to do when you told me the truth?" Mawson asked.

"I want to go with you to expose that Nizam for what he really is!"

"As long as we can convince the Grand Prince and ......"

Mosen's face was black, and he didn't want to listen to the next words, how stupid is this to make such a simple and flawed plan?

But when I think about myself when I experienced the first world, it seems that I ...... It's not much better.

"No more."

Mawson waved, "Go out on patrol, do what a soldier should do, and I'll do the rest." ”

Mawson did not hesitate to send Bis away, while the Grand Prince was outside for pre-battle mobilization, and he deliberately portrayed Alamt's betrayal as a way to stir up the emotions of the soldiers.

After mobilization, the troops rested for a while, and Mawson did not leave his tent.

The night is getting darker.

Where no one was looking, a dark shadow danced in the shadows, slowly approaching Mawson's camp.

The black shadow lowered his body, uttered a few hurried syllables, and from his wide sleeved robe, a venomous snake with thick forearms slowly crawled out, and then crawled into the gap in the tent.

A minute later, the shadow stood up and quietly slipped inside.