After Ace fell into a dream, the mysterious codex beside him suddenly lit up with a little white light. One by one, the white light burrowed into his body.

It took about half a minute before he stopped, and if Ace was still awake, he would definitely be able to see the line that appeared on the mysterious codex now:

In dreams, we experience material or spiritual pleasures and pains that we may never have experienced in real life. It's as if those dreams that have never been experienced—mirrors that are more real and hazy than usual—are so vividly interpreted?

Like a ninja hidden in the corner of his thoughts, he comes and goes but is omnipresent; If we are separated from our own lives by a strong and transparent protective model, on the other side of the dream, we can truly experience the laughter, anger, sorrow and joy on the other side without scruples and at no cost;

At dawn in late autumn and early winter, the rising sun has not yet risen from the sky, and the air is already filled with thick fog. The cold wind was so cold that it was tempting to wrap up your clothes.

On the barren plains, an army of 1,000 men marched northeast along a winding path.

"Guard Tagore, what are you going to do this time? It's been more than half a month since you left the imperial capital. Can you tell me where we're going? The soldier with cheetah lines glistening on his forehead said to a man in black armor.

All 1000 soldiers were in silver armor, only he was black.

The man, Tagore, did not answer. He looked coldly at the front of the fog. After a while, he said, "This is a direct order from His Majesty. You'd better not know anything. ”。

In fact, Tagore was well aware that His Majesty, in his old age, had begun to slowly put aside government affairs and hand over a great deal of government affairs to the Minister of Finance and the Consul.

The king had no sons. There are only three of them who only dress up their daughters all day, and day by day they think that there is a guy who has stepped on shit luck and can marry their three beautiful princesses.

Therefore, the old king had no choice but to entrust the affairs of the government to others.

Now, who is the one who really controls the power of the imperial capital. Think about it, everyone knows it! Is it the Minister of Finance and Consul. Of course not!

At the same time, another cavalry team and a team of magicians set out from the capital. Three groups of people traveled from different directions to the same purpose of the Warcraft Mountain Range.

Tagore is said to have received orders from the king. Of course, no one knows if this is true or not.

However, as the current deputy head of the Storm Bear Combat Regiment, he naturally heard the wind.

It is said that the Lionheart Knight Takizawa wrote to the emperor on his way back to the imperial capital with his three children, saying that two strange things had happened and that he had lost two powerful knights. Takizawa himself was seriously injured.

Tagore didn't know what was going on, but Tagore knew Takizawa's strength very well. It was a knight with a strong fighting power and could seriously damage him, so it was no easy task.

In addition, the king's order this time was to let their three groups of people wait for their lives outside the Warcraft Pass. It's not about Warcraft.

But beyond the Monster Ridge, the Imperial garrison has been stationed for many years. A few years ago, the garrison sent a letter of peace to the imperial capital every half a month, but after five or six consecutive years of peace, it was changed every two months.

Now, in a few days, the letter of peace should be sent back to the Empire. The ruler of the empire was upset and began to inquire about the situation in the garrison barracks.

The empire did not want to disturb the people, so it hurried at night and camped in the forests and deep mountains during the day.

After a long journey of more than ten days, I think they will also enter the outer area of the Warcraft Mountain Range, and soon they will see the garrison barracks.

Tagore looked at the fog in front of him, and for some reason felt very uneasy.

At this moment, Tagore suddenly saw an extremely faint light not far away. He immediately raised his right hand and motioned for the team to stop.

Tagore's face suddenly calmed down. You know, there are no residents here. Where does the light come from?

Is it a caravan of the past? But who would choose to travel late at night? Intuition told Tagore that there must be something wrong with the light.

Tagore winked at his deputy, who immediately raised the flashlight and slowly walked towards the light.

At this moment, a cold wind blew, and the damp mist penetrated the armor of the warriors, and all the warriors could not help but shiver.

Soon, the deputy who had gone to the front to explore the path shouted: "Sir, come and see!" There was panic in his voice.

Tagore's heart pounded. It seems that his intuition is indeed accurate, and there must be something abnormal ahead.

Tagore advanced steadily, leading 1,000 soldiers slowly.

Through the fog, Tagore finally saw the frightened deputy. The agent pointed to the ground and said, "Sir, there is an oil lamp here that is about to go out, and there is a big pool of blood, and there is ......."

The agent hadn't finished speaking, but his voice was so completely shaky that he couldn't tell.

Tagore couldn't help but frown. As the deputy commander of the Storm Bear Combat Regiment, he hasn't seen any tragic scenes over the years? The leopard deputy has been following him for two or three years, and his courage should not be so weak.

Tagore walked up to his deputy, "I can't say a word, I really lost ......" Who would have expected that Tagore would not be able to say a word before he said "man".

Their feet were covered with blood. As far as the eye can see, the ground is already dark red, and in some places, the blood has coagulated slightly, and with the change of wind direction, the blood qi will instantly rush to the face.

Even Tagore, who had been through many battles, couldn't help but feel dizzy at this time. What's really going on here? How can there be so much blood?

Tagore endured the feeling of nausea and vomiting and slowly took a few steps forward. At this time, his steps became noticeably smaller.

Soon after, he saw a bloody severed arm and leg on the road not far away.

By this time, Tagore was already a little overwhelmed, but the soldier's will told him that he had to move on and see what was happening.

Tagore's foot was in the way of the blood clotting and encountered some difficulty, and he slowly walked forward.

In the end, he was shocked by what he saw. It was piles of corpses, five or six meters high. Each body is incomplete. Some had no hands, some had a strange head, some had broken limbs, their deaths were tragic, others even had only a piece of flesh left.

A strong wind blew, and the surrounding fog cleared a lot. At a glance, there were at least a dozen such mountains of corpses in the wasteland in front of Tagore.

Tagore couldn't hold back anymore and vomited frantically. Even a veteran like him, who has experienced more than 20 large and small wars, could not control himself at this time and spit out desperately. Not to mention the ordinary soldiers, who by this time were already a mess, and the mud on the armor was already everywhere.

On this day, the imperial capital received an urgent report that the garrison stationed in Warcraft Mountain had been completely destroyed!