The two of them walked towards the northern city wall, which was a sparsely populated area and where the pyramids existed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The routes they chose along the way were extremely hidden, but Herring always felt that someone was following them behind them.

"Who's going to stalk two refugees? Could it be that the identity has been discovered? Walking cautiously, Hering turned abruptly and looked behind him, finding that there was not even a human figure.

"What's wrong?" Yelena asked.

"It always feels like there's someone behind me." Hering said softly.

Lian also looked back and found that there was no one, "It should be that we are too careful, the North City is heavily guarded, who will follow us?" ”

"That's right, but it's always better to be cautious." Hering said lightly.

Yelena secretly handed Herring a dagger, "I have two, I brought them quietly, one for each person, just in case." ”

Heling nodded, he didn't say anything, for a level thirty-five overlimiter, the power of the dagger was really not much, but with a dagger in his hand, he was indeed much more relieved.

After the two left, hundreds of meters away, a pair of eyes suddenly lit up, flashing a trace of murderous intent, and then a man in a black cloak turned on the mobile terminal to operate something, until there was a movement, it instantly turned into a puddle of black water, and gradually disappeared on the surface.

"Tell the chief, the target appears." Before disappearing, a gloomy voice was left in the black-cloaked cloak.

......

Cairo Citadel, Temple, Throne Atop.

A beautiful woman dressed in a luxurious battle triumph crossed her slender legs, swaying slightly, her cherry red lips squeezed out a smile, she looked at the top of the main hall, a man in a black cloak was standing here, and behind him dozens of men in black cloaks were standing quietly, the latter was also looking at her, revealing a weathered face.

"Scott, you've been doing well, are you sure what you're saying is accurate?" The woman on the throne said slowly, her voice with both feminine charm and a hint of heroism.

"My men saw with their own eyes that the dragon host was heading to the North City with a woman. Why, Queen Calliste, you don't believe my word either? ”

Scott was the leader of a group of men in black, and although he stood here now, as if he was not taken seriously, it was only because he was too lazy to meet this woman, and he did not even know a little etiquette, and he was not worthy of mastering the Holy City.

"Of course, I believe that my dear future president of the Northern Alliance will look forward to cooperating with you in the future." Calliste chuckled.

Stupid woman, so quickly said the motive in her heart, the man in black cloak snorted coldly and said with a smile: "Then there will be a while. ”

"Why do you have to wait a while for me to help you?" Callister smiled, raising his eyebrows, and the round twin peaks swayed slightly, causing Scott to swallow.

Not good at being in charge, not bad to be a lover, Scott smiled secretly, and in just a few minutes, he was attracted by the unique charm of this woman, and he must let her moan at his own collapse in the future.

"Don't say it's so generous, you help me, it's just a deal, if the other city-dwellers and believers know that the zombies of this land have been permanently expelled, will they still obediently offer offerings and take you under control?" Scott's words stunned the queen for a moment, and then continued: "Say, where do you want to put our experiments this time?" ”

Calliste's beautiful eyes turned slightly, he pondered for a while, and said softly: "Since you said that the dragon host has gone to the North City, then these zombies should be thrown into the North City." The queen smiled slightly, suppressing the shock in her heart, the regime of the Northern Alliance is simply a madman, it was only a week after the last zombie was released, and now another batch has been produced!

"As you wish." Scott bowed slightly, glanced at the queen in a complicated manner, and then turned and led the group inside.

He is the next presidential candidate of the Northern Union, Scott, and the moment he left, he was full of desire to conquer, "Not only you, but your city will be mine after all." With a playful smile, the people in black turned into a puddle of black water and disappeared.

Queen Callist stood up from her throne and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the form, where tens of thousands of believers were trying to come in to see the queen and receive the sacrificial gifts.

"Ignorant people." The queen snorted and sneered.

Since last year, with the Holy City of Cairo as the center, the zombies and mutant beasts in this part of the entire Sahara Desert have been driven or wiped out.

If the news is announced, a large number of refugees and believers will definitely leave the Holy City to reclaim the new world, even if the desert area lacks water, but people have been suppressed by zombies and strange beasts for a long time, and they will no longer have so many scruples.

Cairo's industry and foundation already depended on refugees and indigenous people, and if a large number of people left, it would become an empty city and its strength would be greatly damaged.

Although the Sahara is also under his control, the loose organization will always be crushed by the enemy, "Don't think I don't know what your idea is, Scott, I think it's too stupid." The queen paced slowly through the hall, focusing her attention on the dragon.

"Sacrificial Commander."

"The subordinates are here." An old man in a bright red robe slowly approached the queen and bowed his head.

"You just said that the dragon host has approached here, where did you see it?" The Queen asked.

"Just now, the ashes of the goddess of the temple shone brightly, bringing a heavy sense of oppression to the priests, which is exactly what the prophecy says, the dragon is approaching, and the dry bones are shining." The Priest explained.

"Well, before the morning of the day after tomorrow, gather all the sacrificial high-level and go with me to the Holy Spirit Pyramid."

"Subordinates obey." The sacrificial leader bowed his head and received the order.

"Also, send these disciples away, it's too noisy here, and I'm upset." The queen frowned slightly.

"Your Majesty, today is the annual pilgrimage festival, if you drive them away, I'm afraid you will lose people's hearts."

Calliste frowned slightly and sighed, "That's it, you go, close the window for me." ”

"Yes." The chief priest closed the window and bowed away.

"The day after tomorrow, the dragon host should be trapped in the pyramid by the zombie tide, and I can kill him as long as I wait there." Calliste sat on the throne with her ass slumped, and now that there was no one, she had no regard for etiquette and demeanor.

"Dragons must not be resurrected!" Thinking of the proverbs left by the first queen a thousand years ago, Calliste's expression became solemn.

"After the zombie bomb is dropped, I will lead the sacrifices to ask for your life, and I will let you live for two more days." The queen smiled, the life level of the dragon host in the intelligence was only thirty-five, and the weakest sacrifice under her own command had reached forty life level, this time, it would not be messed up again.