Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for many people, many, many......

Titus is one of them.

Two thousand four hundred and thirty -

This simple number has a power that is shocking enough.

The boy from the city of Hemtika had brewed a hurricane that swept through the camp in just two days.

Even if his sense of smell was not sensitive, at this moment, he could smell the flame of change rising.

Maybe...... Collective operations are imperative.

On the first day of arriving at the camp, more than 1,000 transactions were recorded, and on the second day, this somewhat frightening number doubled, I have to say...... Judas, the last survivor of the Hemtika Correctional Institute, did bring them hope and seeds of reflection.

There is no need to compete meaninglessly, uniting under the same banner will be the best result for each other-

But that's just thinking.

Humans are always suspicious and fickle, not to mention, as the leader of the squad and the center of the team's power, Titus is naturally one of the vested interests in the face of the flames of change.

The inherent class determines that even if he really has the foresight and foresight to penetrate the fog of the future, there is always a reason to persuade himself to continue to stick to the old ways and waver.

So, he's still waiting, like a lot of people.

Waiting......

- The Returnee.

Titus was not stupid, on the contrary, he was very smart when he was a child, much smarter and more scheming than most of his contemporaries who were ignorant and learned to graduate from the training school.

Already yesterday, in the rudiments of Judah's legion, he drove a nail.

No, perhaps it wasn't so appropriate to describe it as a nail - he had no bad intentions, no intention of doing anything immoral, all he wanted was to know the secret that Judas could hunt so many special demons in just one day - nothing more.

This kind of secrecy should not be in the hands of one person.

If you can keep a thousand ...... every day No, as long as the income is more than 500 points, then the points at his disposal are more than enough to buy food or anti-erosion potions.

If it is popularized, it can fully meet the needs of the entire camp!

But I don't know why my heart has never been able to calm down, excited? No, closer to apprehension, closer to uneasiness, and even to describe him as anxious and anxious, it is not an exaggeration at all.

Am I overlooking something?

He couldn't help but have such a thought, but before he could think about it, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and the cold wind poured into it.

So he turned back and looked at the person who had come.

He is no stranger to visitors, and can even be called quite familiar.

- Angus.

He was a graduate of the same discipline institute, and they were lucky not to be separated in this dead city, and they used this as the cornerstone to form the current team.

Frankly, it's hard to say that he was able to become the captain of the team without his credit, and he was the only person he had at hand who he could fully trust.

It was for this reason that he sent him to blend in with Judas's team to find out the news.

How can other people ensure that they don't fake it and use it as an opportunity to completely enter the other party's camp?

Although they are all lifelong friendships, they have only known each other for a few days?

Now he didn't dare trust his fragile trust - so he wouldn't give them a chance to betray.

"Angus, in one day, more than two thousand points, what trick did Judas have to do to sweep away those terrifying demons who are enough to retreat just by looking at them from afar?" he asked rather casually, given their relationship, any politeness was unnecessary, "Is it some special method, or does he have information we don't know, or is it a secret about this dead city?"

"Neither. His friend sighed and repeated, "Unfortunately, neither." ”

"How is that possible?"

I was really surprised, if I only crusade against ordinary demons, even if it was a group of ten, I could get two or three hundred points a day at most, and I could have up to thousands of credited points, and they definitely killed more than one special demon whose mere existence was enough to form a forbidden area.

There are also seven or eight heads in a conservative estimate.

And what is this concept? A special demon that can form a forbidden area marks the convergence of even several first-rate teams, and it cannot be defeated without a sense of sacrifice.

Either the existence is special or the body is huge-

Either it was certain that a team had perished here, or a team had suffered heavy losses here—

All in all, there is no one who is easy to deal with, not even the weakest special demons, and a team like them in the second tier, if one is not careful, it is completely possible that the entire army will be wiped out.

"Thirteen heads. Angus didn't answer his doubts, but said to himself, "In one day, we killed thirteen terrible monsters that we didn't even dare to look at before. ”

"How did they do it. ”

It's a staggering number, but Titus had expected it.

"There's no trick," his friend shook his head, "and we'...... Just pressed it down, and then crushed it. ”

Calm, calm to the point of incredible sound.

It's not like he's talking in a dream at all.

Titus was slightly stunned: "Are you sure...... Is that all?"

"I'm sure," Angus nodded, his tone full of emotion with a hint of reverence, "Judas is a great man to survive the old war in Helmtica, and he's stronger than you, me, and all of us had originally guessed - that's ...... Powerful that can be understood, but not understood at all. ”

"What do you mean?" the friend's contradictory words made Titus frown.

"Don't you wonder why we were able to kill so many special demons in one day?" Angston paused, "for the simple reason that Judas himself ...... It's as invincible as a special demon - he alone can often grab most of the attention of those monsters, and sometimes ...... He was even able to gain the upper hand single-handedly, or at least the one that seemed to have the upper hand. ”

"Has he also 'woken up'?"

Titus speculated that the awakening of the stigmata was an open secret in the camp, after all, the camp came and went, in and out, not counting the "nomads" who had been away for a long time and only returned to the camp when necessary for supply transactions, and the resident population was at least sixty or seventy - of course, no one had the leisure time to count specific numbers, and could only roughly estimate a number based on such an accurate thing as impressions.

There are many people, and the confidentiality of information is naturally not very good.

Although it has only been circulated among a few people, and it has never been publicly confirmed, it is a fact that there are awakened people with special abilities in those first-class teams.

"Well," Angus replied, and then said, "I'm not sure what kind of ability he has awakened, but it must be some kind of prescient ability - his intuition is very keen, as if he can predict the future, several times as if he has eyes on his back, he has made evasive actions before danger arrives, as a member of the attack team that leads by example and fights on the front line, after a day of high-intensity fighting, he is one of the lightest people except for the logistics team. ”

"Has his physical fitness also risen to the rank of a sword-wielder?"

Perhaps, this is the secret of Judah's power-

Titus thought.

However, the answer was negative: "No, he is still an ordinary person's physical fitness, maybe stronger, but the strength is limited - his strength is based on near-perfect combat skills, skillful command ability, almost incomprehensible intuition - in general, we can understand the strength, but his strength is a little overdone, reaching a realm that we absolutely cannot understand." ”

Another pause.

In other words, he's too strong. ”

"Always making the right choice at the right moment, always avoiding the danger of death, always dodging deadly attacks from behind - like the chosen son, he is always on the right path. ”

"Is this ......," Titus was speechless for a moment, "is it still human?"

"I don't know," Angus said, looking at his friend, briefly meeting his brown pupils, before looking away, "all I know is that following behind such a person is very ...... It's very reassuring. ”

"You want to ......" Titus had already vaguely guessed his intentions, but the hoarse vocal cords with a faint vibrato could not make even the slightest sound at this time.

He was silent, subconsciously silent, and only silent.

"......" Angus was also silent, the young man who had joined the Judas Army pursed his lips and finally sighed softly, "I didn't say anything. ”

He chose to back down, but only a small step back.

"It's just...... Make your decision sooner rather than later, Titus. ”

"I will," Titus replied after a moment, "let me think about it, I...... It takes a little time. ”

"I'll wait for you. ”

With this as a farewell, this not-so-pleasant conversation came to an end.

On the other side, in another tent, the glorious man who had been operating in the Order under the false identity of "Judas" also welcomed an uninvited guest.

"Regana?"

Amy Ulysses stared at the girl in front of her with an ugly face: "What happened?"

"Bad news," sighed one of the founders of the Prophet Alliance, the original collaborator of the Glory, his gaze swept over the boy's cheek and looked into the unknown distance, "Jim is gone—even if he is far from the altar, away from this land of right and wrong, he still can't escape ......"

"This damn fate!"