Father Phuket reluctantly reminded,

"The use of machine guns is forbidden in this war."

"No one can forbid anything to be used in war, not even her."

Luton was dismissive of such rules.

When the war is not scorching enough, everyone can play the game by keeping the bottom line and rules.

When it comes to life and death, no one cares about this.

He has a machine gun, he is at a disadvantage, he is in a desperate situation, and the gun will definitely go off.

Luden continued,

"I'm useless!"

All:.

You go out with a dozen machine guns, and you say you don't need it, who believes it?

The bullet was loaded, the finger was pressed on the trigger, and then he said that he didn't use it

Play Jumanji, right?

The Secretary-General fell silent, at least, until the gunshot, Luton was indeed not a violation.

But everyone knew that if Luden's life was in danger, he would definitely give the order to shoot.

Leaving the small town of Sharia, Ludon will sooner or later be in danger of his life.

Father Phuket stopped in front of Ludon again and made a final attempt,

"Mr. Luden, Your Majesty advises you to stay in Sharia, this is the safest place, and I promise that nothing will happen to that lord."

In the sun, Father Phuket's face was a little pale, his pupils were slightly erect, and as he spoke, several canine teeth stood out.

Relying on Qiyun's scientific and technological heritage, he has lived for more than a hundred years.

I have to say that Qiyun has gone far enough on the road of pursuing 'eternal life', and they have created a human race called 'immortal species'.

Of course, in order to reach the theoretical upper limit of lifespan, the 'immortal species' must undergo gene editing before birth.

It can also be done by forcibly extending life and transforming into an immortal species, but it will have to pay some price and suffer side effects.

This side effect can manifest itself in various aspects, such as over-strengthening of physical fitness, craving for blood, or extraordinarily lush hair.

Father Phuket is one of the remnants of the Immortals, and he is sure that everyone here will be left behind, even if the other party has a machine gun in his hand.

Ordinary bullets could not cause any substantial damage to Father Phuket at all.

Facing Father Phuket on the edge of his hands, Ludon only said one word,

"If I die, you can hang me on the nearest streetlight."

The fangs on Father Phuket's mouth slowly retracted, his pupils returned to normal, and his face was bloody again.

He bowed slightly and said respectfully,

"We're here to help."

Father Phuket had intended to scold Mr. Ludon.

But he gave too much!

In this way, the group hurried on the road.

Father Luden, Todd, Hannibal, Father Phuket, and the Secretary-General.

The Secretary General was not going to go crazy with them, and considering his pension after retirement, he had to grit his teeth and keep up.

The five men brought a total of 15 horses, 6 machine guns, 30,000 rounds of ammunition, and other daily necessities.

The secretary general on horseback, choked enough, reminded,

"Mr. Luden, this is not the direction to the battlefield! We're on the wrong side, ah-"

The Secretary-General screamed and covered his mouth.

This unlucky guy bit his tongue while talking.

Riding a horse does not speak, talking does not ride a horse.

When they arrived at the place where they were drinking and resting, Ludon told everyone that the destination of the trip was not the battlefield in the west. …

The Secretary-General covered his mouth and asked vaguely,

"You're not there to save the saint?"

"She doesn't need me to save her."

Ludon said it rightly,

"I just took the opportunity to intervene in the name of saving people!"

Fortunately, everyone knew enough about Mr. Ludon's shamelessness and was accustomed to it.

Todd asked the doubts in his heart for the secretary general,

"So where the hell are we going?"

"Here."

Ludon pointed to a spot on the map, and the crowd gathered around, marked with three words - Pong's tomb.

Next to Pong's grave, Luden, the tribune, is buried, and Saint El, who is buried next to Luden's grave.

This place is abbreviated: Triumvirate Cemetery.

The color of doubt on everyone's faces was even stronger,

"What are you doing here?"

Don't go to the battlefield to join in the fun, run to sweep people's graves?

Father Phuket knew more about the inside story, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say much.

Ludon rolled up the map and replied casually,

"I have checked the account books of the Divine State, and every year there is a sum of money and food that does not match the number, and the amount is very stable as if it has mysteriously disappeared."

Under Luden's investigation, he figured out the purpose of the money and food.

The Divine Empire supports a mysterious legion, and the legion is quite numerous, extremely well-equipped, and the wear and tear of various daily equipment can be inferred that there are at least 3,000 elites!

This mysterious legion is loyal to no one, and they have never been seen on the battlefield, and their duty is simple - to guard the grave.

Just like the ancient mausoleum guards, under Awu's arrangement, there is a legion guarding the cemetery of the Big Three.

Although two of the three cemeteries are empty, only the tomb of Pang needs to be guarded.

Even so, the Divine State still provided for this legion, and even if the war was critical, they were not used.

It's not that the gods don't want to, but they don't have the ability.

The predecessor of this mausoleum guard was the Legion of the Holy Descent, that is, the Legion of the Wrath of Saint Thunder.

They will not obey anyone, only two words: loyalty! Honest!

This loyalty is still loyalty to the dead.

Unless the owner of the cemetery comes back to life, it is possible to command them to do something.

Thinking of this, everyone's faces suddenly became strange, and their eyes were very complicated when they looked at Lu Deng.

You can always give the big guy a new job!

They couldn't have imagined that the hole cards prepared by Ludon turned out to be their own grave keeper!

No, to be precise, Awu probably thought of it.

He would send Father Phuket to stop Mr. Ludon.

It's a pity that Lu Deng is not Tang Sanzang after all, and it is impossible to stand motionless in the circle.

No, Tang Sanzang often jumps out of the circle and waves.

Lu Deng and Tang Sanzang have more and more in common.

The group hurried and spent three days to come to the legendary Triumvirate Cemetery.

Before Ludon could reveal his identity, someone greeted him.

A small group of elite cavalry appeared at a safe distance to relay a message to Mr. Ludon and his party,

"Mr. Ludon, please come here."

After seeing the cavalry queue, everyone was shocked.

If the Legion of the Saints still maintains the combat power of the past, they will become a force to be reckoned with in this war, and even have a chance to turn the tide of the war with one blow!

The two sides met at the foot of a hill, and more than thirty cavalrymen appeared in front of Luden, all of whom were middle-aged, well-equipped and in good health.

Ludon asked curiously,

"What about the others?"

The legions of the Divine State are not limited to this point.

"Others"

The cavalry captain hesitated and said with some embarrassment,

"You may be disappointed, Mr. Luden."

With that, he took Ludon to the others.

In the town next to the cemetery, Luden met more than a thousand uncles.

Uncle Zhen.

An uncle with pale hair and a trembling walk.

Looking at the more than a thousand old, weak, sick and disabled people in front of him, Luton fell silent.

This is the elite army that the Divine State spends a lot of money on every year?

With that money, you can arm 2 standing legions!

The road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high.

Ludon couldn't have imagined that the elite would eat empty salaries!

There are bad people in the kingdom of God!