Late at night.

On the edge of the town of Peel.

A simple barracks, except for a few sentry guards who were patrolling, the camp was quiet.

The barracks were quite large, separated by a wooden fence - because half of it was used as a concentration camp for most of the townspeople of young age and the Pure Brotherhood, the management of the camp was extraordinarily strict, and a makeshift sentry post was erected about four stories high.

Sentinel "Morley the Owl" was standing on this high makeshift sentry platform, holding a longbow in his hand and a whistle on his chest, watching his every move.

The reason why he was nicknamed "The Owl" by the robes in the army was because not only did Morley have a keen eye, but he was a clever lad, a fairly competent sentinel, and never took a nap when he was on duty.

And the owl Moli was also an excellent warrior and archer, and in the past few days, he had shot several townsfolk who tried to escape with his longbow.

In his opinion, the captured "Pure Brotherhood members" are much more docile than the surrendered citizens of Peel Town, and as long as the "Pure Brotherhood members" are given a room for collective prayer, or even an open space, these fanatical believers will be obediently at the mercy of the soldiers, and will not even think of escaping.

And the civilians of Peel Town, who voluntarily surrendered, were very annoying, and always wanted to flee - and even a few of the civilians whose wives and daughters were taken by the army as playthings were stupid to rebel against the rule of the Nigadians.

These rebels had little real trouble other than getting some blood stained with the knives in the hands of the Nigadians, and then again, didn't these foolish people know that they would be treated in the present after surrendering?

The cranky Morley picked up a straw from the floor of the lookout and stuffed it into his mouth and bit it down - stuffing something inedible into his mouth, which was the secret of the owl's stay awake during his night duty.

At this moment, the owl Moli seemed to hear the sound of a rustling sound from the ground below.

The alert sentry immediately stood up and glanced first at the half of the camp where the laborers were held, and saw that the rustling, seemingly louder and louder sound did not come from the camp—it seemed to come from behind him, in a dense forest.

Sentinel Molli pulled out an arrow from the quiver on his back, placed it on the bowstring, and looked hard in the direction of the forest.

Despite his nickname "The Owl", Moli didn't have much of the ability to see in the dark, except for the sound of rustling, he could only see the trees in the dense forest rippling slightly—maybe because of a wild beast passing by, but maybe it was the wind?

Just as the young vigilant sentry was a little relieved - it should be impossible for the enemy to attack or something, although it was not far from the army in the direction of the Temoa Empire, but there were still many scouts sent out in the middle, and the Temoa people were all rubbish, it was impossible to bypass the many scouts and carry out some night attacks.

As for the monsters, it should be unlikely, the monsters that came along the way have been almost cleared, and there has been no major battle with the Temoas in the recent past, so it is impossible to attract the monsters again.

"Wait, what's that?"

The sentinels seemed to notice that there were sporadic glows in the dense forest over there.

"Is it a firefly? Or a wolf?"

The distance is a little far, the night is very dark, Mo Li is a little unable to judge, if there is really an enemy attack, he will naturally have to blow the whistle of the enemy, but if it is just some wild wolves or something, then the guards at the gate of the camp can solve it, he blows the warning whistle, disturbs the rest of the whole army, and has to be trained - until early in the morning, the whole army will pull out the camp and attack at full speed.

After only hesitating for a moment, the sentry Moli, who is known for his caution, still felt that something was wrong - the wolf's eyes should be emitting a green light, not this faint blue light, and these fluorescent lights appeared more and more, and it seemed that they were still approaching the barracks.

Moli bit the whistle hanging on his chest in his mouth, and at the same time pulled his longbow away, aiming the arrow in the direction of the dense forest, intending to shoot an arrow to see what happened—if it was a firefly, of course nothing would happen, but if it was a beast or a monster, then there would be some reaction.

Whoosh –

A sharp arrow slashed through the darkness of the night, and flew from the high lookout at an angle into the pale blue.

"No response?"

Molly frowned, in the middle of the night, he wasn't even sure if he had ejaculated.

At this time.

Pounce - pounce - pounce -

Molli heard the sound of birds flapping their wings behind him.

"How can there be birds in the middle of the night?

Moli was full of doubts, and he raised his bow and looked behind him - listening to the sound of wings fluttering, it must be a bird of prey flying over, but what bird of prey haunts at night?

Looking back at the magic, I saw a huge pitch-black shadow with a pair of blue eyes like fire, pounced on me, and at the same time, a rich, almost disgusting stench hit me simultaneously...

"Ahh

Puff - Puff -

The sentinel Moli, who was hailed as an "owl" by the robes, just let out a scream that didn't have time to shout out his throat, and completely collapsed on the lookout.

A winged humanoid figure lay on Moli's body and began to bite and chew.

Blood, flowing down the shelves of the observatory to the ground...

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"What the hell, is it blindfolded or practiced, and you shoot so accurately?"

Zhao Lizheng was carrying an arrow and touching his big bald head.

He was thinking about whether to attack directly or sneak over, but the sentry on the opposite side pulled up his bow and shot him directly into the bald head!

Although with Zhao Li's current injury-free ability and physical strength, this arrow only slightly cut through the skin on the top of his head, but-this is a provocation to his bald head!

Since this is the case, there is nothing to say, Zhao Li waved his hand and sent a human-faced demon bird to go around from behind and kill the scout.

Now, behind Zhao Li and on both sides, there are dense pairs of undead servants burning with dark blue soul fire, the figure of Gu Kun is at the back, and a pair of huge wings are all folded, but it is still very difficult to advance in the dense forest.

Speaking of which, the reason why it attracted the attention of that sentry was to blame the undead swamp giant demon "Bone Kun" and the large group of undead man-eating crocodiles, these guys were too big and heavy, and they were reptiles, moving in the dense forest, and the sound of rubbing against the dead branches and leaves on the ground was not small.

"Forget it, I played Red Police back then, and then I played Warcraft to build a house, and the only operation I will do is to circle the large army and then level A in the past, now continue this operation!"

"Wait, since I'm going to circle up and go up, why am I so cautious to sneak close? But then again, it's always good to get closer and attack..."

Zhao Li babbled, raised the big silver stick "Hammer Sorrow", which also shone in the dark, and pointed at the Nigadian military camp in the dark.

"Scourge Legion, forward!"