It was a long, snowy night.

The fierce battle that took place in the Winter Garden is just a microcosm of the city of Anwar.

Of course.

It is also the largest microcosm.

As Cheng Han expected, the headquarters of the Inspection Department, as well as more than a dozen outposts, were attacked by a large number of basilisks.

Judging by the organizationalism of the enemy, there is no doubt that this was a long-planned attack aimed at retaliating against the Inspectorate.

The rookie inspector of the third outpost, Xing Peng, also experienced a thrilling night.

Two hours ago.

The sentry chief, Tao Hongming, hurriedly returned to the outpost and informed the chief of the "martial law" order.

Xing Peng, together with a group of colleagues, did manual work.

The job isn't complicated.

Open the special material warehouse, everyone put on a set of protective armor, even the mastiff all wore helmets and chain armor on their bodies.

Originally, Xing Peng witnessed his colleagues turn into monsters, and understood that something was probably wrong.

It wasn't until this moment that the newcomer realized that the problem was more serious than he expected.

But he didn't say anything, just buried his head in the woods.

Next.

Under the command of a chief inspector, a group of inspectors lifted heavy stone barricades and placed them at the entrance of the outpost and along the main passages.

Several high watchtowers in the outpost are in a state of empty all the year round, and several inspectors are stationed in them, and the large crossbow machines installed in them are all hung with metal strings and inserted with thick crossbow arrows.

The two teams of soldiers of the Black Armor Army actively responded to the will of Director Cheng and stationed at the third outpost.

At last.

Including Xing Peng, each inspector received three small black objects from the sentry commander, which looked like plant seeds.

One of the inspectors was the first to ask, "Sentry Chief, what is this?" ”

Chief Tao Whistle grinned, and his tone was full of mystery: "This is a treasure given by the director, called the 'Seed of Sharp Spear', and you can use it for safekeeping!" ”

He pulled out a spear seed and threw it hard.

The seed swept more than ten meters and hit a stone barricade.

"Smack!"

The seed volley exploded.

More than a dozen vines burst out in an instant, and in an instant they burrowed into the hard stone, no more difficult than drilling tofu.

In this way, the term "sharp gun" can be regarded as a veritable name.

A group of inspectors, and a bunch of dogs, were all dumbfounded.

That's amazing, isn't it?!

Another inspector came back to his senses and reminded: "Everyone, you must be careful later, don't throw the seeds of sharp spears at your colleagues." ”

The power of the seed is so terrifying, if it is smashed, I am afraid that more than a dozen blood holes will be poked out of the body in an instant, and the probability of survival is negligible.

The others nodded yes.

Even the dogs' eyes showed fear.

Chief Tao Whistle snorted disdainfully: "You really underestimate the ability of the director." ”

The creature shook its right hand vigorously, and the second spear flew out, slashing in an arc in the air and crashing straight into him.

When a group of people saw this, they all exclaimed.

"Be careful!"

"Get out of the way!"

But the chief of the pottery whistle did not dodge, and let the seed hit his chest.

"Bang!"

There was no movement from the Sharp Spear Seed.

This time, not only the inspectors, but even the dogs looked straight at the dogs.

What the hell is going on?

Chief Tao Whistle quickly moved his right hand, grabbed the seed accurately, and couldn't help laughing: "Scared, right?" ”

The guy then came up with the answer: "The kind of sharp spear made by the Administrator has the ability to recognize the enemy and his own people, and will only attack the enemy. ”

A group of people and a group of dogs, all obeyed.

This method is really a horse god!

Xing Peng cherished the attitude and carefully received the sharp spear seed in his pocket.

His heart was full of emotion.

It's really unimaginable that the director who is a few years younger than himself has made something out of his hands is a treasure in the eyes of ordinary people.

There is a world of difference between people!

*

Five minutes ago.

Xing Peng witnessed another tragedy.

"Help!"

"Help me~"

"Uh......h I hurt so much! ”

A large number of cries suddenly came from outside the outpost.

The inspector guarding the watchtower quickly raised the alarm: "The monster is coming!" Be careful, everyone! ”

Xing Peng was guarding the gate and saw more than a dozen civilians rushing over in groups.

Behind these people, there were five hideous basilisks.

A civilian walked a little slower, and a basilisk approached, slashing a wound on its back with a wave of its claws, and a large stream of blood immediately flowed out.

This is clearly an attempt to drive away civilians and use them as shields.

"Silk ~ Silk ~"

The bloody breath stimulated the basilisk to hiss.

Xing Peng was angry and chilled.

There was silence at the outpost.

The inspectors were all solemn.

The ferocity and cunning of the monster are beyond everyone's imagination.

The chief of the pottery whistle decisively made a gesture and shouted: "Do it!" ”

What he means is: Throw the seed of the sharp spear.

A group of people waved their right hands neatly and threw the seeds out.

"Whoosh! Sou! ”

The seeds of sharp spears rushed out, rubbing against the air and making a slight whistling sound.

The basilisks quickly moved and ducked behind the civilians.

"Bang! Bang! ”

The spear seeds struck the civilian's feet and burst open.

Large vines burst out, dancing like tentacles, and poked at the basilisk fiercely.

"Ah~"

"Oh my God!"

This horrific scene frightened the civilians.

They soon discovered that the vines seemed to possess wisdom, and none of them hurt themselves, and all of them penetrated the monster's body.

"Whew!"

A terrible scream rang out.

A team of black-armored soldiers, standing on top of the watchtower, condescendingly threw short spears, successfully blasting the heads of several monsters.

It's a mending gun.

The purpose of this is, of course, to prevent the basilisk from hurting people before it dies.

Most of the civilians on the other side were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground when they saw the bloody scene close at hand, and many of them even cried.

One of the inspectors shouted, "Hey, come here!" ”

The civilians supported each other and walked over in twos and threes.

Then.

Xing Peng faintly heard an extremely low sigh.

"Alas!"

A transcendent mark hidden in this person's mind, that is, the "little gift" given by Cheng Han, suddenly flickered slightly.

An alarm inexplicably popped up in the newcomer's heart.

Xing Peng suddenly came to his senses, and roared without thinking about it: "There are Avengers hidden in these people, and they can't be let close." ”

The pottery whistle chief was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Don't come!" Otherwise, there will be no mercy! ”

Although he was not sure whether this sentence was true or false, in line with the idea of "it is better to believe what it has than not to believe it", the sentry commander still gave the order decisively.

There was an immediate commotion among the inspectors.

If this is true, the degree of treachery of the enemy is simply astounding.

A group of civilians were frightened and stood still and did not dare to move.

Several civilians hurriedly defended.

"I'm not an Avenger!"

"We're all ordinary people!"

Captain Tao didn't pay attention to the civilians, but just turned his head to look at Xing Peng and asked in a low voice, "How can you tell that the civilians are mixed with the Avengers?" ”

Xing Peng said honestly: "That's how I feel. ”

To be honest, this argument is a bit far-fetched.

But the Tao Whistle Chief believed this: "Your intuition should be correct. ”

He had personally experienced the "super sensitivity" of the director, and he was naturally inclined to believe in such a godly chatter.

A group of civilians cannot advance or retreat.

A group of inspectors also found it tricky.

First, although each outpost has a set of magic tools that can screen the avengers, it takes a long time to identify, and now that the basilisk may attack at any time, how can there be time to identify?

Second, the Avengers are likely to have a hidden supernatural means of "sucking life", and there is considerable danger in rushing closer.

What to do?

The chief of the pottery whistle hesitated for a moment, and began to rough people: "Get out of here for me!" ”

As the sentry commander, he needs to be responsible for the inspectors under his command, and it is the safest and safest way to drive the other party away.

Another inspector pointed out a clear path to civilians: "The outpost will be attacked by monsters soon, and there is a small warehouse more than a hundred meters to the right......"

I'm not done.

Sudden change.

More than twenty meters away.

The three civilians shouted in unison with a look of fanaticism: "In the name of the ancestors! ”

Their faces suddenly aged rapidly, and their faces, which were originally in their thirties, were instantly covered with wrinkles, as if they were over seventy years old.

Meanwhile.

Three streaks of black gas emerged from their bodies, like sharp arrows, and shot at a group of inspectors.

This is exactly how the avengers will end up together.

"Hide!"

The pottery whistle chief shouted hurriedly.

A group of inspectors crouched down as fast as they could.

Fortunately, the Avengers were far away, and the inspectors had plenty of time to react.

Fortunately, due to the martial law order, several rows of stone barricades were placed at the door, which was equivalent to bunkering, otherwise the inspectors would have nowhere to hide.

But.

There was still an accident.

One of the inspectors was not in a good position, and accidentally exposed his arm when he squatted down.

Two of the black gases collided with the barricades and collapsed.

The remaining cloud of black gas happened to hit the exposed little arm.

This moment.

The skin of the arm begins to age rapidly.

Moment of truth.

Xing Peng happened to squat next to him and pulled out his long knife without thinking.

"Khooth!"

The sword flashed.

Hit the arm.

"Click!"

An arm was slashed off.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, but the inspector's life was saved.

The Tao whistle chief hurriedly shouted: "Stop the bleeding for him!" ”

Several inspectors quickly approached, used their strength to close the blood vessels, stopped the surging blood, and sent the wounded to the inside of the outpost.

Tao Whistle breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Xing Peng again, and praised: "Xiao Xing, well done!" ”

Xing Peng's face was calm: "It's a matter of duty to help colleagues. ”

on the side.

The severed arm continued to be eroded by extraordinary power, and quickly turned into a piece of dry bone, and there was no trace of flesh and skin on the surface.

A group of people looked at this scene, each with a frightened face.

This time.

An incomparably vast fluctuation of source energy suddenly swept through the entire city.

Anyone who condenses the Origin Sense Seal can sense it extremely clearly that this is a transcendent power that is higher than that of a warrior.

A voice full of coercion suddenly spread all over the world: "The crimson one, that is, the evil, can be punished!" ”

Tao Whistle was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "Xuange has made a move!" ”

Another inspector shouted, "The woman turned crimson." ”

I saw that in the crowd of civilians, a woman of about forty years old was as red as blood all over her body, and even her clothes turned red.

According to the phrase "the crimson one is evil", this woman is obviously the so-called "evil".

Or rather—the Avengers.

"Whew!"

A scream tore through the silence.

A short spear flew down from the watchtower.

"Bang!"

The woman's head was blown off.

*

Winter Garden.

Cheng Han looked up at the night sky, carefully feeling the vast fluctuations, and his face was strange.

Because he immediately realized that some of the methods in it were very similar to a method he had used in the past.

Let's go into more detail.

When he led the team to clean the stalk of the spirit leaf, he once deduced a unique marking method that could make the virtual insects appear in a striking red color.

And the method used by the Xuan Shi with the help of the Xuan Array is also to mark the Avenger in red.

Is this a coincidence?

Apparently not!

Cheng Han sensed slightly, and his expression became more and more strange: "The similarity between the principles of these two methods is definitely not less than ninety percent. ”

It's almost identical.

He turned his head to look at the source of the fluctuation, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "The high Xuan Pavilion is embarrassed to plagiarize a means invented by a warrior. ”

Cheng Han shook his head again and snorted lightly: "Although I don't mind, you have to pay a little royalty!" ”

Then again.

Xuan Ge's sudden move did not surprise him.

The dream of the alien god has happened for so long, and the avengers have also caused turmoil in the entire small spirit realm, and it is normal for Xuan Ge to study the means to deal with it.

It's the speed of Xuan Ge, which is a little slower than he expected.

(End of chapter)