Chapter 137: John Bourbon

"Welcome to the Demon Cross, you lucky ones. ”

The scar-faced man cracked an ugly smile, his right hand unconsciously resting on the old-fashioned barrel gun at his waist, and a scimitar tied to the other side.

Everyone woke up, and there was a huge magic circle on them.

Behind it, there is a gallows.

"My personal opinion is that I'll be relieved to send you all up there for a round and burn to ashes. Scarface had a cruel smile on his face, and there was a cruel glint in his little eyes, "But if Captain Bourbon wants to keep you, then let's wait and see!"

"He's on the other side of the stone bridge, and he has something to talk to you about. ”

"It's better not to show your feet, or you'll ......," Scarface said meaningfully, turning and approaching the room.

"What the hell is going on?" Uncle Li woke up not long ago, but he also heard all of Scarface's words, this person was ...... Why is there so much hostility?

Uncle Li looked around, the two flight attendants and dancers were beside him, looking around inexplicably, the surroundings were a bit like the backyard of a camp, a large number of debris piled up everywhere, and there were still blood stains on the gallows behind him that had not dried up.

And Di Zi'an's figure also appeared from the corner not far away, and there was another person beside him, and the two walked towards this side, talking about something.

Everyone hurriedly greeted them, and when they took a few steps closer, they faintly heard the conversation between the two.

The man walking beside Di Zi'an was wearing a brown trench coat with spears tied to both sides, and there was a smell of tobacco just when he approached, which was a bit similar to Uncle Li.

This is none other than John Bourbon, the de facto leader of the Demon Cross.

At this time, he was saying lightly, and by the way, he glanced at the four Uncle Li who walked over in front of him, "To be honest, I don't know whether I should believe you or not, although the aura of the void spirit on your body has dissipated, but you know, there will always be a little change in those who have been occupied once." ”

"It doesn't have to be a good change. Dizi replied, and Captain Bourbon let out a chuckle that could not be heard.

"The camp has sacrificed too many men to deal with the undead, and you and those like them who have been possessed should have been hanged and burned, but now, I give you the opportunity to prove your existence. ”

"Wise decision. Di Zi'an bowed slightly, probably understanding the background of this mission world. "Please do not hesitate to command. ”

"......" Captain Bourbon seemed to be choked by Di Zi'an's attitude, and after a long moment he said, "There is something in the Burial Mountains that is using ethereal energy to awaken the dead, and now you need to find it and destroy it." ”

"Is this the first mission?" Dizian asked rhetorically.

"Yes, the mission I issued on behalf of the camp, as long as you do a good job, the gate of the camp will naturally be open for you. ”

"I understand. Di Zi'an looked at Uncle Li and the others, "Let's go, it's time to work." ”

Although Di Zi'an was wearing a white mask, Uncle Li couldn't see Di Zi'an's eyes, but he nodded very old-fashionedly, and followed Di Zi'an over, without showing any doubts.

The dancer and the two flight attendants behind him naturally followed, and the Bourbon captain was in place, watching them leave.

"What's the situation now?" everyone followed Di Zi'an to a stone bridge, and the fog was thick on the opposite side of the stone bridge, and it was impossible to see the scene on the other side.

"The inhabitants of this mission world seem to have been invaded by something, the ethereal spirit in the mouth of the person just now, and the invaded humans will turn into all kinds of monsters......" Dizian looked across the stone bridge, as if he saw something in the thick fog......

"The identity of our passengers is the lucky ones who have been invaded by the ethereals, also known as the occupied. ”

"Later, the Ethereal left for some reason, and it was supposed to be burned just in case, but you also heard that the camp was understaffed and had to rely on our strength. ”

"What about the passengers in the other carriages?" Before Uncle Li finished speaking, he saw a simple picture scroll in Di Zi'an's hand.

Di Zi'an carefully identified the location on the map, and answered the question, "After crossing this bridge and heading north, you should soon reach the Burial Mountain Range." ”

"The people in the other carriages, who woke up earlier than you, were assigned other tasks. I've left the camp now, and I'll probably be back in a while. Di Zi'an just said this, and then threw the map to Uncle Li. Uncle Li was stunned for a moment, almost not reacting, and let the map fall to the ground.

"I'm going to complete the first mission, you can hang around the camp, or you can go out and have some fun," Di Zi'an was silent for a while, "After completing the first mission, you can start the prestige of the camp, and there will be more tasks to take over." ”

"I'll go with you!" The dancer said eagerly on the side, Uncle Li also looked at Di Zi'an,

"Let's complete the first task together, and then it's not too late to split up. The two flight attendants only dared to listen to the conversation of the three bigwigs on the side, and never dared to interject casually.

"Then you can follow. Di Zi'an didn't say anything, and took the lead on the stone bridge. The faint mist on the stone bridge seemed to welcome visitors.

In the depths of the fog, some deeper shadows began to wait.

......

"Do you really want to trust those people? Even if they don't have the breath of ethereal spirits, they are by no means normal humans!" The scar-faced man said to the Bourbon captain, his words quite intense.

"Jarvis, calm down. Captain Bourbon said calmly, "We have no choice!"

"The camp is understaffed, the water and food problems are imminent and cannot be solved, the number of undead people in the burial mountains is increasing day by day, and they have even begun to storm the camp, no matter what those people are, as long as they can work, the camp can only welcome them!"

"Demon Cross is not so fragile!Bourbon, the Demon says Cross still has you! And me! And so many brothers! Your decision today could ruin the camp!" Jarvis, the executioner, said one last word, and turned and walked into his cabin.

"Demon Cross isn't that fragile......" Captain Bourbon muttered to himself,

No, Jarvis, you're wrong, the camp is crumbling, and if there is no new force to join, the Demon Cross will eventually fall......

And I won't be able to hold it up for long. Captain Bourbon subconsciously covered his chest, like a patient who wanted to cough but tried to stop, but a touch of red overflowed from the corner of his mouth. But the captain just swallowed the blood in his mouth with difficulty,

The sweet smell of blood instantly permeated his mouth, and Captain Bourbon wiped the corners of his mouth fiercely, raised his head, and looked at the dim canopy above his head, and there was a fire-like red glow in the sky in the distance.

This desolate world.

You and I are the lucky ones to suffer in this dawn of terror.