"Damn, when are you going to get out of this damn place!" Loshev stomped his foot hard, stepping on the snow that was frozen on the edge of his shoes, and then moved his somewhat numb toes, even though he had been in Cullenville for three years, he was still not used to this ghost place.

Loshev's home is in the Bena Forest Farm, the largest primeval forest in the Dalyat, where countless towering cypresses grow.

Although it is closer to the endless ice fields in the north, and the wind is constant all year round, because of the obstruction of the winter cypress, the town where he lives actually does not encounter a lot of wind, far from the place where Cullenville is not a little tall, and the cold and damp sea breeze is constantly blowing from the sea, even if he is wearing thick clothes, these clothes will become extremely wet and cold because of the humid sea breeze, and there is no effect on the cold.

He remembered the unfortunate man who last year thought he lived in Bernia and could withstand any cold weather, put on a little stuff and went out on patrol, only to see his frozen body the next day, and his body was only a small mound to the nearest barracks.

"Hold on for a few more years!" said Marcucci, a veteran who had been in Coolenville for almost five years, as he expertly stuffed the Ackerman vanilla, which had arrived yesterday, into his pipe and lit it, took two puffs, and then tightened the towel around his neck and continued walking.

"Makucci, didn't you apply for discharge or transfer here the year before last? Why don't you apply?" Losev quickly caught up with Makucci and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Now that the situation is so good, why should I apply to leave or be discharged from the army?" Makucci asked rhetorically, glancing at his young colleague, puffing on his cigarette.

"What is the situation here?" Loshev looked at the veteran in front of him with a look of surprise, and was surprised that he would make such an assessment, so he retorted: "How is the situation here? ”

"Isn't it good to eat and wait for death?" asked Makucci rhetorically, and without waiting for Losev to answer, he continued: " Our daily task here is to patrol around this blood mist, and we don't have to patrol every day, according to the shifts, each person only patrols twice a month, and the rest of the time is completely arranged by themselves, where is such an easy position, although we get a low salary, but if compared to the amount of our tasks, we get a higher salary than any soldier in the country, and more importantly, we don't need to risk our lives to earn this salary. If you want a good salary, go to the Beyman Patrol, go out into the desert every day, go back and forth with those Savile sand thieves, fight to the death, and if you miss once, you will die in the desert, and that's what you want?"

Loshev pursed his lips and did not refute, he knew very well that what Marcucci said was right, in fact, in the first year he came here, he also thought that it was very good, there was no danger, the task was light, and there was a salary, but after two years, he felt that it was boring, it felt like a prison, and more importantly, there was no future here.

The reason why he complained when he was on patrol today was not for nothing, because before the patrol, he received a letter from a fellow villager friend who was also being trained, and the other party had been promoted to the rank of master officer because of his meritorious service, and he was still only a patrolman, and more importantly, when he was trained, his achievements far surpassed that of his companion, and the same trainees at that time thought that he would definitely be the first person in that group to become an officer, but it turned out to be the way it is now, which makes the people who left the village and want to do something great feel extremely uncomfortable。

The two did not speak again, and walked around the edge of the Cullenville blood mist in the thick snow according to the established route.

The army stationed in Cullenville has two brigades, and their task is very simple, that is, patrol around Cullenville surrounded by blood mist once a day in the morning, noon and evening, and then record the changes in the blood mist, the task can be said to be extremely easy.

At first, the officers stationed in the army still took this task very seriously, and every patrol had to be patrolled by a whole team, but later, they felt that it was completely unnecessary, so they divided the army into small teams, and each time a squad patrolled, a squad patrol, and now it has become a patrol of two people, which is completely perfunctory.

In their opinion, if it were not for the Queen's order, they would not have sent two brigades of men as many as they were stationed here in Coolenville, and at most they would have established an observation post of ten people.

Undoubtedly, such a place is undoubtedly a prison for people like Loshev who want to make meritorious contributions and establish a meritorious career.

Marcucci is well aware of Loshev's mentality, because he didn't have this mentality back then, and he can only think clearly about this mentality, and other people's suggestions are useless.

Although the pace of the two was not fast, because they were speechless all the way, they buried their heads in walking, and the speed of their march was still very fast, and before they knew it, they had already patrolled around the route and returned to the vicinity of the barracks, and when they crossed a small hill, they had already seen the barracks from a distance.

At this time, both of them thought of the stove in the barracks and the hot milk tea brewing on the stove, and the chill on their bodies couldn't help but decrease a little, and their steps were much faster.

"Huh!" Marcucci suddenly stopped and looked at the blood mist in the distance.

"What's wrong?" asked Losev after a pause.

"Today these blood mist are a little different. Marcucci frowned and said vaguely.

Marcucci doesn't have any extraordinary strength, and he can't feel the changes in the blood mist, but in the past five years, he has often patrolled back and forth, and he is also very curious about the blood mist, and every time he writes the blood mist record, he is naturally very familiar with the blood mist, just some slight changes, which makes him feel that the Dao is a little abnormal.

"No, isn't it still blood mist?" Loshev also looked at the blood mist, but didn't see anything abnormal, then turned his head to look at his colleague with a worried face, and said, "Aren't you like old Barenk?"

Old Barenck can be said to be the biggest accident of the Cullenville garrison, he turned out to be one of the patrol soldiers, one day he claimed that he heard something talking to him in the blood mist, and everyone didn't care about it at the time, because after staying here for a long time, people will always chatter, but then Barenck secretly preached in the barracks, established a mysterious blood mist church, and then when the army officials noticed about it, he led the soldiers who were bewitched by him, robbed the arsenal, kidnapped more than fifty other soldiers, and escaped into the blood mist and never came out。

Because of this incident, all the officers in the Cullenville garrison were sent to the court-martial, and each of the remaining soldiers had to be examined by some mysterious person, and in short, the whole barracks was terrified during that time.

"Fart, don't spread rumors about me! When Marcucci heard this, he immediately scolded his colleague angrily.

Loshev also knew that he had said the wrong thing, and made an apologetic gesture towards Marcucci.

Marcuki didn't say anything more, and continued to walk into the barracks, although he was worried that he would be taken for old Barenk, but he still looked in the direction of the blood mist, because he did feel something abnormal in the blood mist at this moment.

Soon the two returned to the camp and handed over the task, the officer in charge of the handover task asked about the situation as usual, the two glanced at each other, and did not say the conversation just now, but responded according to the previous practice, everything is normal.

The officer didn't notice anything unusual, or that he was just doing his business, so he casually stamped a stamp on the task list, and then motioned for the two to sign it, and let the two leave.

The two people who left the office returned to the house where they lived, and as soon as they pushed the door open, they heard the shouts of a group of people in the room telling them to close the door quickly, the familiar shouting and the hot air in the room made the people who had just walked in the snow for more than two hours couldn't help but relax, and then closed the door in the scolding, took off their heavy coats and cotton clothes, took their own cups, walked to the stove, poured a cup of hot milk tea, and listened to the soldiers in the same room while drinking.

"Those two women are definitely the prettiest women I've ever seen!" one of the soldiers swore with a curse.

Another soldier teased with a look of disbelief: "You have been here for more than five years, and the only woman you have ever seen is the aunt who delivers vegetables once a month, and you will think that at least a slightly better looking woman will be very beautiful, maybe in another year, that aunt will probably be the most beautiful woman in your eyes." ”

"Fart!" replied angrily, "I'm not like you, as long as it's a woman, I'll go up!"

"You just said they went into the warehouse?" At this time, the head of the dormitory, who was in charge of military discipline in this room, motioned to everyone not to divert the topic, and continued to ask about the words that had been interrupted just now.

"Yes!" the soldier who was asked immediately nodded, recalling, "The first to go in was the guy in knight's armor," he said, and he habitually detoured the topic to the fork in the road, saying: "That guy is really tall, and his knight's armor is also the most gorgeous and beautiful knight's armor I have ever seen, and it is more beautiful than the ceremonial armor of those old men." ”

"Okay! The head clapped his hands vigorously and asked, "What happened after that?"

"Then there seemed to be some strange noise in the room, but it soon passed," the soldier continued, "and then the knight opened the door again and let the two women in, and after a while they came out and went to the side of the blood mist." ”

"Is it the new investigation team?" Marcucci thought of the changed blood mist he had seen, and couldn't help asking, "Did they go in the blood mist?"

"Yes, they're new to the investigation team. The soldier nodded, and then said with a look of pity: "It's a pity that those two beautiful women, I'm afraid they can't come out." ”

"How's the warehouse going?" asked the headmaster again.

The soldier shrugged his shoulders and said, "What else, isn't it still like that?" The three men left without closing the door, and although some people said that the warehouse must be fine, we didn't dare to lean in. ”

"Didn't you report this to the authorities?" the head of the house frowned and asked again.

"The others don't know, but I'm afraid to report it," the soldier shook his head and said, "What if I do report and those guys tell me to go to the warehouse and take a look? ”

Just as they were talking, everyone felt the ground suddenly shake, and then they heard a loud noise in the air, and they were all stunned by the sudden appearance, but soon someone came to their senses, and didn't care about putting on warm clothes, so they ran outside the house and looked at the sky, at this time, the soldiers in the other houses in the barracks were also startled by the movement just now, and rushed out to check the situation, and they all saw a scene that shocked them.

I saw that half of the wizard tower in the blood mist in the distance had been restored at this moment, and the straight and towering tower body directly penetrated the blockade of the blood mist and drilled into the thick clouds in the sky.

However, before they could understand what was going on, they saw a silver-blue dazzling light suddenly erupt from the clouds where the wizard tower was located, and then all the clouds around the wizard tower seemed to be pushed by an invisible hand, rolling in all directions, revealing a huge hollow, and the restored half of the wizard tower was in the middle of the hollow.

Although the hollow was very far away from the barracks, they could still see the starry sky through the hollow that they hadn't seen for a long time.

"It's because the survey team that went in earlier ......," one soldier asked suddenly.

But before he could say anything, he heard some people shouting in panic at the edge of the barracks facing the city of Cullenville in the distance, and then saw many people running quickly in the direction away from Cullenville, although the soldiers present did not understand what was going on, but they also ran along.

Some people also wanted to follow, but they didn't wear enough warm clothes and ran back to their dorm to get dressed.

When something unusual happened, Makucci also ran out with the others to check the situation, but he was smarter, picked up the coat he had just taken off and put it on his body, and Loshev, who was going to go out like this, also put on his coat when he saw this.

So when everyone ran out of nowhere, neither of them ran back to get dressed, and because they had entered from the outside before, their bodies quickly adapted to the cold outside, and their running speed was much faster, and they soon caught up with the person in front.

Just when they wanted to ask what was going on, they saw those people looking behind them, and they also looked over, and were immediately stunned, it turned out that the blood mist of Cullenville was rapidly spreading outward at the moment, and had advanced to the station.