At dawn, the Divine Doctrine United Capital, Gastas.

A yellowish-purple glow appeared on the other side of the celestial dome, and a glimmer of light fell on the smooth top surface.

Landed at the feet of Karasawa.

This is the very top of the "Lane Tower", where Tal once lived, and a dark green shadow stands.

The view below is unobstructed, with the surrounding alpine forests, the inner town walls, the streets where soldiers and civilians walk, and the scattered buildings.

That's the whole picture of Gasstas.

Green light flickered in his eyes, and the evil breath in the air came alive.

"Greed marked."

Dark green shadows whispered, faint markers beneath their feet.

This is a new ability he has recently discovered, marking dead things with greed, sharing vision to a certain extent, and even giving them life.

For example, if you inject his greedy mark and characteristic green magic into a book, and that book may become an evil book that smokes black and speaks strange things.

As his strength grows stronger, even the essence of power moves closer to the legendary dark nature.

In short, this tower will be his best eye, helping him to look down on all of Gastea.

However, he has always had to add a layer of insurance to his work.

"Take care of this place."

"Yes, master."

A dark golden scarab fluttered its wings and landed, its compound eyes wide open, lying on top of the mark, respectfully.

This monster is more than twice as small as its counterpart, but its combat ability is even stronger.

It's perfect for here.

Soon, the imprint quickly penetrated the bricks and tiles and disappeared.

The dark green shadow next to it also disappeared, leaving only the Lv27 dark gold scarab that was still lying on its stomach.

The dawn broke, and the bright sun bloomed in the sky above the Sawyer Alliance, and the "town of Hervey" below emerged from the shadows.

The people of the Sawyer Union know that "Light Laris" is the capital, but also the most central and prosperous town. But few people know that the "town of Hervey", located south of Canduras, is the most important place.

According to the minions' intelligence, this is hiding key non-commissioned officers of the Sawyer Alliance.

There is a hillside in the upper left of the town with a great view.

Tang Ze was in the shade of a tree, looking at the calm town that was gradually illuminated by the sun, perhaps due to the effects of the recent corpse disaster, and there were no people on the streets.

Thin magic patterns seeped into the ground from his hands, and the tree next to him trembled, a crack in the center of its trunk.

An evil eye with a reddish pale red.

"Well, it looks like they're almost there."

It doesn't hurt to leave it to someone else, Tang Ze groaned for a while, dissipated the power in his hand, and the eyes of the trunk quickly closed.

He had wanted to place an eye here and a powerful monster here, but he felt the breath of Nanya.

In fact, the destination of Nania and the two dark gold monsters is "Hervey Town", but Tang Ze is one step faster.

"Gotta go."

There are more important things.

Nanya and her party were just outside the field on the other side, and Oni Yat and the Knight of the Dark Sands should have sensed his presence.

Seeing the subtle changes in Ghost Yate's movements, Tang Ze nodded, and his figure dissipated like smoke.

At the same time, Nania sensed something, and looked up a little puzzled, the sun was a little harsh, and the scenery above was dim.

"Ahead is the town of Hervey."

Nanya's thoughts were interrupted by Oniat's voice, and with a wave of the staff in her hand, waves swept over their figures, creating an invisibility effect.

"It's a great place to discuss, and we'd like to hear from you."

Hearing Ghost Yat's words, the Knight of the Dark Sands was silent in agreement.

"Oh."

Nania raised an eyebrow, her brown eyes looking at the end of the field, the town of Hervey was indeed close at hand.

"I know what you mean, and I'd love to tell you that."

She took a deep breath, "There's a history, well, Westmar had a connection with Hervey, but Canduras hadn't fallen apart at that time..."

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Canduras, Camp Rogue.

It should be said that the former Rog camp, after the end of the demonic plague in Andariel, the battle line was almost lifted.

There was even a celebratory feast.

In addition, the most powerful contingent of professionals, led by Amber and Senior, was almost wiped out in the monastery church, dealing a devastating blow to the maintenance of the battle line.

Camp Rog was almost dismantled in a hurry.

However, this matter was concealed, so most of the Rog warriors, the professionals who came from all over the country to support, thought that the demons and darkness had faded.

This brief lull has lasted until now, at the beginning of spring.

Trees huddle in the white clouds and sunlight.

Just like the pure and immaculate clear sky above the meadows of Camp Rog, it is clear and beautiful, bright and warm.

However, some returned, in the woods on the left.

The light shines through the leaves and on their faces.

"This is Camp Rog, ever?"

White figures swept overhead, and they raised their heads to catch the chirping of the distant blue sky.

"It's so nostalgic, oh my God, the white birds have all nested here, and it's hard to imagine that there was blood under the trees."

"Well, maybe the light washed by the darkness is the purest."

"Oh, you talk like those mysterious mages... Phew, there's a bug flying into my mouth. ”

Several humans dressed in ordinary clothing, judging by their strong muscles, and the wide weapons they carried with them, were supposed to be savages.

The expression is relaxed, looking at the beautiful scenery ahead, with a little nostalgia.

This is already a liberated area, and there is no need to wear heavy armor, just to hold weapons against wolves, bears and other beasts.

"Let's get to work."

Enjoying the perfect view, a savage threw a large shovel at his companion, who took it easily, apparently trying to dig something out.

This is normal, Rog Camp used to be very large, and the evacuation was in a hurry, and many things were too late to be taken away.

If you're lucky enough to find a working professional's gear, or other valuable items, it's not hard to swap them for a bag full of gold.

You know, if it weren't for the war, it would have been difficult for a professional like a barbarian to find a suitable job in the town.

After all, there are no monsters near a peaceful town that soldiers can't deal with, and even if there are, it's only near a remote village, and ordinary villagers can't satisfy a barbarian with a meal or two buckets.

"Actually, we can respond to the recruitment of the Sawyer Alliance, and there seem to be a lot of monsters over there."

"That's right, but there are too many professionals over there, and it's not our turn."

"What's more, it's much easier than fighting monsters."

With one foot on the shovel and scooping up the clods, the barbarians appeared to be patient, and the mounds soon filled the vicinity.

They were sweating profusely, but they didn't notice a translucent phantom hiding behind a tree.

It didn't take long for the phantom to slowly dissipate.

Bite!

The shovel hit something, and a corner was missing in an instant.

"Come here, I've found something."

The shovel-wielding savage was surprised and delighted, calling out to his companions.

"This is..."

They looked down the pit and found a shiny corner, somewhat like a corner of a chest.

Another companion jumped in eagerly to dig, and the two savages above were talking.

"What was this place before?"

"The church of Roso, which was demolished long before the demolition of Camp Rog."

"Well, maybe it's the treasure chest of those priests."

Jokingly, they gradually saw the whole thing in its entirety.

It was a large rectangle with runes peculiar to the Church of Luosuo.

The barbarians were stunned for a moment, and they couldn't help but think of the corpses of the various occupations that had been disposed of by the Church of Luosuo, and this feeling was very strong.

But they knew very well that every professional who had died in battle and was recovered would be buried in another place after passing through the church of Luosuo.

"There's a name on the other side."

One of the savages had his eyes wide open and tilted his head.

Fern Dogek.

A professional above Lv18, the former top barbarian of Rog's camp, died in the Crusade of the Fallen Lord.