The Forest of Partition is a forest located between the Terran Empire and the Blood Empire, but with the strong invasion of the Bloodline, basically three-quarters of the Divided Forest now belongs to the Blood, and the strongest area of the Terran Guardian Totem is almost close at hand.

Somewhere in the forest, a middle-aged man in a black uniform with a face mask standing alone in a treetop, no doubt a member of the Society's Darkmoon Division, with only a black and silver crossed blade on his shoulder.

"It's been three days"

He looked up at the cloudy sky, which was a barren realm created by Cain, the king of the Bloods, and as long as there were a sufficient number of Bloods, any adjacent territory could be turned into a barren realm.

And in the barren realm, there will never be sunlight, and the strength of the blood clan will also be improved.

Three days was enough for him to get information about this world.

"The number of members is still decreasing, and the pace is getting faster and faster"

Behind the man, a woman in the same women's uniform walked slowly, she had black hair, her eyes on the mask were slender and cold, she looked a little mean, and there was also a coat of arms on her shoulders, but the pattern was a dark green mist.

"No. 7, if we continue like this, it will be difficult for us to get out of the whole body"

The woman was holding a circular instrument in her hand that looked very similar to the location of the Dragon Ball in the Dragon Ball manga, but it was made into a black version, and at this moment, more than a dozen red dots could be seen flashing on the instrument.

As she spoke, another dot went out, and just three days ago, there were thirty-two red dots on the instrument.

Thirty-two people are not recruits, nor are they ordinary walkers, but the elite peak walkers of the Dark Moon Division!

Only they will be equipped with uniform standard equipment, but as soon as they descended into this world, their members are decreasing one after another, thirty-two may not sound like much at first glance, but the entire Dark Moon Department is only 65 elite walkers who are qualified to be assigned this equipment.

These 65 people don't know how many difficult cases they have solved and how many bad seeds they have killed, but in just three days, more than one-sixth of them have been killed!

There is no doubt that the Orr organization must have dispatched a deacon, and more than one!

"Did you 'see' anyone else?"

The man known as No. 7 frowned, his eyes were much calmer than the woman behind him, and he didn't have the obvious anger of the woman.

"No, we seem to have been descended to the one closest to the Bloodline"

The woman shook her head, and her gaze swept to the treetops, where there were four men, three in Darkmoon uniforms standing around, and in the middle was a bloated white-haired old man, who was now exhausted, and was sitting on a rock, panting for breath, looking like he was about to gasp to death.

The three Dark Moon Divisions around them were actually recovering their dreams, but even when they were in a state of concentration, they were still vigilant.

"Hmph, you can still pant like this when you are carried on someone's back" The woman glanced at her mouth disdainfully: "No. 7, since last night, the number of blood clans who have come to block the way has been increasing, it is likely that the other party has discovered us, you have been carrying that waste, how can you fight well?" The team of blood clans I met last time is already close to the strength of the deacon......"

The woman said, her eyes full of anger but always watching No. 7's reaction, in fact, she had already mentioned the proposal to kill the idiot government official more than once, but each time she was vetoed by No. 7, but this time, No. 7 did not immediately refuse.

"No. 7, why do you always protect that guy, no one will know if he dies here, just treat it as if he was killed by the Doom organization?"

The woman continued, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help but turn to the bloated old man on the ground, as if she couldn't wait.

"Number 9, control your emotions"

Number 7 glanced at the woman.

"Hmph"

Number 9 turned his head dissatisfied.

"Next, we'll split up with Team X"

Number 7 pondered for a moment and replied.

"Separated?" Number 9 was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "You're going to sacrifice our companions for that idiot??" Number 7, you're crazy!! ”

She glared at Number 7, a dark green mist looming over her body, and even the three people under the tree woke up from their steady, looking at the two leaders above them.

"No. 7, I'll repeat it again, keep your emotions in check"

No. 7 held the long knife on his waist with one hand, a pair of ordinary eyes suddenly sharpened, a man and a woman stalemate for a moment, and No. 9 finally eliminated the strange mist on his body, but there was still an unconvinced expression on his face.

"Don't talk about anything else, 9, don't you notice that your emotions are getting harder and harder to control?"

Removing the handle from the hilt, Number 7 sighed.

"Although you had a bad temper and were a little violent before, you can still control it, but look at how you have been in the last few days" No. 7 looked into No. 9's eyes, and his tone was a little harsh: "No matter what the situation, we are all members of the Dark Moon, what is the first thing about the Dark Moon!?" ”

"Obey orders!"

No. 9 reflexively replied, but after finishing speaking, he was stunned, and the full of violence on his body before was also stunned.

"Got it? Now that I'm here, I'm your commander, but how many times have you questioned me along the way? 4 times! Yes, it is questionable when the commander gives a stupid order, but has my order done any harm so far? ”

No. 7 became more and more severe, but No. 9 fell into deep thought, and the whole person slowly calmed down.

"I understand, I'm sorry, No. 7" No. 9 bowed his head, and then frowned: "I wouldn't have been like this before, but after coming here, I have become more and more depressed, and the whole person is like a powder keg......"

"It should be because of the infection"

"Infected?" No. 9 looked at No. 7 a little stunned: "Didn't you say that the infection will only affect below the deacon level?" And I didn't have any unusual reactions when I was at the base before."

"That's in reality, as far as I know, this infection is completely different from the previous one, you and I are both people who are in direct contact with the node, and it may be aggravated after entering the dream world, not to mention that this dream world doesn't know what it is" No. 7 lowered his eyes and looked at the four people below: "And since I entered here, I have something not quite right...... I don't know if you noticed, there was something wrong with the reaction of Group X."

"In this world, walkers are simply the bottom existence, even you and I are in danger, not to mention the location where we descend and the pursuit of doom, so they ...... It's hard to keep."

No. 7 said in a low tone: "As for the one surnamed Zhao, although he is a waste, he is a person from the government after all, and he can be kept if he can be saved, and I will not affect the speed of carrying him on my back, but don't worry, when there is danger, I will naturally kill him with my own hands, and I will not leave it to him."

"Well, I see, let's go full throttle."

No. 9 answered, but his fists couldn't help but clench.

The Dark Moon Department may seem to outsiders to be emotionless fighting machines, but each member has feelings for each other, and that is the brotherhood that belongs to the Dark Moon and the strongest department of the association.

But now, these thirty or so members of the Dark Moon may not be able to survive.

At this moment, ten kilometers away from the two of them, a pair of men and women in Dark Moon uniforms were running quickly, both of them had some injuries on their bodies, and the man's chest even had a claw mark that almost saw the internal organs.

As the dream interpreter of the Dark Moon Division, the basic ability of self-repair [healing] is a must, but obviously neither of them has the habit of wasting too much power, you must know that although you are injured, as long as your willpower is strong enough, then it will not affect your actions.

But the pain that almost penetrates the body will still exist all the time.

At this moment, the man who had been expressionless from beginning to end frowned, and he took out the Dragon Ball detector and took a look, and on it, just 5 kilometers behind them, there were two red dots that had just been extinguished.

The Dark Moon Department is a cold-blooded and sane existence, because that is the purpose of their training.

Therefore, after the first wave of six-person groups gathered and were wiped out in an instant, the few people who were close to that direction at that time no longer deliberately held together, but continued to run forward in a competitive way, because the enemy chasing behind was undoubtedly a high-level deacon.

"Xiaoling, let's separate, you're faster than me"

The man said loudly, in the Dark Moon Department, they are actually called by numbers, and they don't know each other's identities, so obviously, the relationship between the two here is not so rusty.

"I'm not leaving"

Xiao Ling's tone was flat and resolute.

"We're all going to die if you do this"

The man frowned slightly, although his heart was anxious, but the expression on his face was not rich.

Or maybe they've forgotten how to use emojis.

"Then they'll all die"

Xiao Ling replied, the man frowned, and was about to say something, but there were a few applause in front of him.

"Smack, smack, smack"

There was no big applause, but it was unusually clear in this secluded forest.

"It's very temperamental.,I really thought that Dark Moon was some inhumane madman.,It turns out that there is still true love.,It's really pleasant"

The men and women of the Dark Moon stopped at the same time and assumed a combat stance, and in the shadows in front of the two of them, a man stepped out lightly.

It was a dark-haired Latino man with oily hair, dressed in a gorgeous retro evening gown, with a slender and muscular figure, a smile on the corner of his mouth, a teardrop-like tattoo on his left cheek that made it even more behemous, and even the scarlet eyes seemed to become elegant.

"Red eyes?"

The man was stunned for a moment, but the next moment he showed a look like he was facing a great enemy.

With red eyes, he has seen a lot along the way, those blood clans are all blood-red eyes, but the one in front of him who knows Dark Moon is obviously a member of the Doom organization, and there is only one in the Doom organization who has red eyes, and the dress style and tattoo position are similar to the person in front of him.

Deacon-level ...... active in North America Blood Demon.

Or rather--- 'Earl' Nornes.

That marquis is not a nickname, but a representative of Nornes's strength and status in the blood clan, that's right, Nornes is a blood clan, and at the same time a nightmare species, it is one of the few nightmas who can successfully descend on those alien races, you must know that whether it is the dark council or the guys of the ancient demon clan, all of them are very strong spiritual beings, and there is basically no possibility of being easily occupied.

But Nornes is an exception, although he has not been around for a long time and is a normal presence at the deacon level, but his cruel style of behavior has made a name for himself even in the perverted Dark Council, and there are even many other bloodlines who imitate his torturous habits.

"Even the blood demons who should be in North America are here......"

The man's heart sank infinitely, and then, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Wave your hand, out of the knife!

It's just that the direction of his knife is not the blood demon, but the woman next to him!

The woman didn't even look like she was resisting at all, but looked at the man with tenderness, as the elite of the Dark Moon Division, of course the two of them knew the habits of the blood demon, and would rather die than fall into the hands of the blood demon.

"Tut-tut, it's really ruthless."

The man's pupils constricted, and along with the voice of the blood demon, it was his broken hands.

A few winds rose, and by the time he reacted, he had turned into a 'human stick' without hands or feet, and his woman was embraced by the blood demon without the ability to resist, which was the sealing effect that would only appear when the dream power was completely suppressed.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you so quickly, wait until I catch a little more"

Nornes smiled evilly, casually abolished the man's vein that conveyed his dream power, sealed it, and then threw the woman in his arms under the tree, where at some point, four bloods in armor appeared, and one of them caught the woman.

They all had blood-red eyes, but their eyes were clear, and they were obviously conscious.

"Take them back and take good care of them"

Nornes waved his hand, but the man's heart sank infinitely.