Li Zi pursed her lips and shook her head lightly at Madrigal, which probably meant that even if Miss Ben was well-informed and talented, she would not be able to explain this contradiction.

Pastoral looked at Li Zi with a grim face. He remembered the closing words of the Plague War in the Promotion Guide: "Maybe they'll come back...... Come back with a bigger divergence than skin color. ”

Could it be that the ghost of the Faded Man has returned for revenge?

So how exactly do they kill people?

"I remember that the vassal civilization has video management, have you investigated the surveillance?" Madrigal grew up among mortals, so it can be said that he is a technical expert. He saw that Li Zi had no idea, so he took over the command.

"This ......" Tan Hua touched his head.

Pastoral shouted: "Wen Xuanji!"

"In!"

"Find the central control room and look at the retained footage. Madrigal walked out quickly, and ordered in a crackling voice: "Yu Long searches for the fortress." Lu Yu arranged for each flag to take over the defense. Tang Xianchu explores the terrain within 30 kilometers and reports once every 2 hours. Yang Ji arranged the hall as a collective military camp, and the remaining samurai were organized into a team of five people, taking care of each other, and those who were left alone were severely punished. ”

"Yes!" the five men vigorously carried out the order.

Although there are not many people available, the pastoral is well arranged, so that Li Zi's eyes shine and she is impressed by the pastoral. Seeing that Pastoral had an idea, Li Zi was also a little relieved.

"It seems that you don't just have the courage of a horseman. Li Zi followed the madrigal, and Wan Erjian recognized the madrigal's bravery.

"Wise and brave, you can use soldiers, and you can be a general. Pastoral recited the requirements of the "Promotion Guide" backwards, "I am still in the realm of using soldiers, and I am far from a famous general." ”

"Tsk. Li Zi turned her head. There are countless military attaches in the Temple of the God of War, and only those who are against the galaxy and wise can be called famous generals. There are only a handful of famous generals in her mind.

Walking into the central monitoring room, the walls were covered with blood and blackened. The console is also black and purple, and it is clear that many rebels have died in this room.

The three-dimensional projection screen has lit up, the dense data is beating, and Wen Xuanji is in full swing to operate the electronic system, with fine beads of sweat hanging on his forehead. Li Zi exclaimed: "Do you still have someone under your command who can operate a computer?"

"Land and fishery manage military discipline, and Wen Xuanji manages technology. Madrigal stared at the screen.

Tan Hua felt a little safe, and the bureaucratic tone suddenly returned: "The dignified temple warrior actually uses the products of inferior civilization, as if he is eating in the same tank with pigs and dogs, how disgusting!"

Li Zi turned around and scolded: "The general of the defeated army, how dare you be ashamed!"

Tan Hua didn't dare to squeak. His status is higher than that of Pastoral, but Li Zi's status is higher than him, and one thing descends to another.

"What happened before the rebels abandoned the fortress?" asked Madrigal. Wen Xuanji was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and looked up and pointed to the three-dimensional screen: "The video materials before the rebels withdrew were all artificially destroyed. The monitoring system is paralyzed. ”

"There is no fruit left. Search for it. "Pastoral pacing. Lai Zi watched calmly, confident that she could handle any challenge properly.

"Found a fragment of the file! I'll fix it. Wen Xuanji dealt with it quickly. He originally thought that it was redundant for Pastoral to order him to learn the techniques of vassal civilization, but now he realized that it was a relief in the snow, and he was impressed by Pastoral Ge's foresight.

With a "repair completed", a rectangular picture bloomed on the three-dimensional projection screen, which was a backup of the central surveillance video: the picture was dim, the residual lights were flickering, and in the pitch-black armory, a 1-star samurai stood cautiously against the wall, monitoring the doorway, not even daring to make a sound, and his expression was extremely nervous - suddenly, a black shadow that violated the laws of physics appeared on the shadowless wall under the light, like a swift poisonous snake walking on the silver steel wall, and in an instant it scurried behind the samurai.

"Pause!" Madrigal cried out with his chest clutched. Li Zi leaned in front of the high-definition screen, took a closer look at it with her knees, and her full chest trembled.

In the freeze-frame frame, the samurai is still vigilantly standing in the arms of the black shadow, unaware of the imminent death, and the black shadow on the wall expands rapidly, like the dark Grim Reaper opening his arms and embracing the ignorant baby.

"Shadow killing?" Tan Hua's voice trembled.

"The screen is zoomed in. Pastoral said calmly.

Wen Xuanji zooms in on the screen. Li Zi straightened up and looked up at the screen, and closed the coffin and concluded: "That's not a shadow." It was a mural in dark tones...... A moving mural?"

Pastoral opened his eyes wide and looked closely, and found that the black shadow was indeed the man in the painting—he could vaguely see his black cloak unfolded openly, with the momentum of covering the sky and the sun; his black priest's uniform was elegantly fitted, embroidered with the coat of arms of the Black Sun Worship; he held a wave blade dagger in his hand, and a black gauze holy hat was locked on his head, which was obviously the inquisitor costume of the Black Sun Holy See five hundred years ago!

Six hundred years ago, the Black Sun Holy See put forward the expansion concept of "herding civilization", which was widely recognized, and developed rapidly in just one hundred years, competing with the scorching sun belief and becoming the second largest belief system in Xia Xing. With the initial formation of the Black Sun system, the Pantheon began to enjoy the benefits of herding civilization, which further enhanced the influence of the Black Sun Holy See. While the Scorching Sun faith was crumbling, the plague civil war broke out, and the cities of the Black Sun Holy See Faith District were heavily infected. Because of the superiority in numbers, the Black Sun Holy See had considerable influence and voice among the Faded People, and at one point commanded the Faded People to gain an advantage in the global civil war. When Li Hong was losing and retreating, he struggled to break the class barrier, boldly used the poor generals, and regained the decline in one fell swoop—the Faded Man's offensive was thwarted by the reuse of the Faun. In a careless battle, the Pope of the Black Sun Holy See was beheaded by the Faun, and that battle was an elegy for the faded people, and it was the sound of the Black Sun Holy See. Since then, the Black Sun Holy See has admitted responsibility for the defeat, and its power among the Faded Men has weakened, and it has only existed as a strong force, losing its right to speak.

The Faun was a strong opponent of Black Sunism, so he made great achievements in the plague civil war. What he didn't expect was that he won the war, but he lost his ideals - the pantheon that unified the world completely embezzled the fruits of the labor of the Black Sun Holy See, and even developed Black Sun Doctrine, intervening in the weak civilization in the Andromeda Nebula with the slogan of freedom and democracy. As a "race illuminated by the light of freedom", the feudal civilization has been completely destroyed, and since then, Handan has been a toddler and a tiger dog, known as a "mortal", and its status is not even as good as the pet dogs of federal citizens.

"After the plague civil war, the Black Sun Holy See became extinct...... Why did it appear here? Or in the form of a mural? Will it still move!?" Tan Hua waved his hands, hoarse, thinking that if he was loud, he would be taken care of.

Li Zi automatically blocked Tan Hua's shouts. She looked back at the madrigal, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her voice was as low as a private night talk: "The coat of arms of the Black Sun worship is the blackened sun...... The coat of arms on the priest's chest was a bare 'total solar eclipse' pattern, and the fiery cloak characteristic of the Sun Crest was deliberately removed. He is not a Black Sun worshipper. ”

"There is a connection to the worship of the Black Sun, but the doctrine has changed?" Pastoral thought of Lai Zi's words.