Autumn afternoon, attic cloister.

There is no autumn tiger in the north at all, but the weather is really good these days, basically cloudless, and the sun is on the head. Although there is not much warmth, watching those charming rays pouring down can make people feel a little smoky and sleepy.

This attic is not built in the middle of nowhere, but it is also some distance from the most lively city center, so it has a sense of quietness in the middle of nowhere. In this way, the wind and rain outside will naturally not be able to blow here.

The price of a house in such a location is naturally not cheap, and of course, it is not bad in terms of design. Take the cloister in front of you, and its roof is not simply covered with bricks and tiles, but some rectangular wooden blocks are placed on it, and then some plants similar to creepers are moved on top of the wood. Less craftsmanship, more elegance. It looks green and very eye-catching.

Don is walking down there now, this corridor is not long, and there are no pavilions and pavilions next to it, but a trip is always a lot more refreshing.

Now, a week has passed since he was just able to get out of bed, and his injuries are recovering rapidly. Except for a few internal injuries that are still faintly painful, his injuries are actually better. However, according to Josia's request, he still can't go out, and now he can only walk around the attic a few times.

Don didn't refuse this seemingly unreasonable request, on the contrary, he enjoyed the tranquility here, and just took the opportunity to sort out the experience of the recent battle.

Tamp eventually died at Donn's hands, and after entering the spatial rift, he was swept up somewhere. Maybe he is still floating in that dark space, enjoying his eternal loneliness. Or maybe I ran into something unknown. Devoured and smashed...... Who knows. And no one cared.

The most intuitive gain for Tang En's death is that the nearly fifteen thousand blood qi did not meet the upgrade requirements, but the contribution was still huge. As for some of the invisible microscopic levels, Donn has gained experience in dealing with magicians, and although Tamp is an atypical magician, he is somewhat similar in some qualities. For example, he is not good at approaching, in the hut made of sealing stone. Don has an absolute advantage, that is, Samp, if he is an ordinary great magician, if he doesn't support the shield, he may be killed by him first......

Moreover, even if it is a shield, as long as Tang En bursts out, the six-fold increase in the blood qi effect and the advanced defense can also break it in a short time. If you think about it, the chances of killing Sesman are even higher!Of course, if there is Charvian......

Call...... With a long exhalation, Donn shook his head. It was obvious that he couldn't stop the attack of the humanoid female tyrant now.

Although her strength is also a high-level ground-level. Looks the same as Oliver. But when it comes to real fighting, of course, it's not simply a matter of comparing the level of fighting spirit. Just like in the previous team of the Temple of Light, there was also a great magician, and as a result, Lian and several other high-level magicians were killed and injured by Sampu. For this kind of pervert, it is common to challenge at the next level, let alone fight at the same level.

I still have to work hard! How nice it would be if someone like Samp killed me every day! Tsk, being the best in the world is not a dream...... The lazy afternoon sun didn't fish out Donn's sleeping bugs, but it did make him start daydreaming.

The Great Magician is not a piglet waiting in line to be slaughtered, if that is the case, let alone the escalation of the blood, Don will wait to go to hell to meet Tamp.

Shaking his head and humming a few ditties, Don also knew that this idea was unrealistic, so he immediately put aside this thought and continued to walk forward.

"Huh?" Donn's lips curled slightly, revealing the smile of a child seeing a toy as he looked at the dappled light and shadows cast by the plants on the floor.

With a snap of his fingers, Donn's figure shrank in the shadows, then faded until it vanished.

Stepping, rustling...... Mottled light and shadow, light and darkness flicker. Don's figure shifts between light and shadow, sometimes appearing, sometimes disappearing......

From a distance, Don seemed to be moving forward in a shrinking way.

Shadowing, mastering. Disappear into nothingness, wander away shadows. The skill lasts for 3 minutes, has a cooldown of 5 minutes, and consumes 800 HP.

This is the Shadow, the skill that Don had an epiphany in the rift of space. He had moved straight out of the parallel space, but now he couldn't go in again. It's also very simple, it's like a room, if you don't have a key, it's always easier to get out than to go in.

What Tang En can do now is to rely on the shadows and hide in it formlessly. However, I heard the old housekeeper say that as long as you practice this skill to the realm of Dacheng, you can come and go freely. In this regard, Don is naturally looking forward to it. Think about it, as the subject walked in his impregnable castle without knowing anything, the space rippled, and a dagger stretched out silently and slashed through his throat, then disappeared......

Don was a little daydreaming again. Then he suddenly looked up, and his figure appeared from the shadows.

At the arch dozens of meters ahead, a young man with a sallow face and a crooked face opened his mouth wide and looked at this side. That expression was obviously frightened.

Tang En's thinking was a little scattered just now, and the other party happened to turn from the arch outside, so he didn't notice it at the first time, this young man should have seen the scene that he had just seen.

"Ahem!" coughed twice to wake up the other party, Don bowed slightly, "Brother Karuk, good afternoon." ”

"Uh, good, good......" After a moment, the young man came over with his mouth closed, and saluted formally as if he hadn't seen the scene just now: "Well, good afternoon, Captain Tang." The tone is a little hoarse and weird, but it looks like a young man, but the voice he makes has the sense of stability of a middle-aged person.

"Hehe, how is it, after wearing this gadget, is Brother Karuk still used to it?" Don said with a smile as he looked at the other party's sallow face.

The young man subconsciously touched his face, and then smiled: "Habit, too used to it." A few days ago, I scared a few close brothers, haha......"

"Ha, that's good. ”

Don had been recuperating here for some time, and was naturally acquainted with Karuk, the leader of the secret service. Later, I occasionally learned that the other party felt as if he was being targeted. Nothing to do left or right. I made a camouflage prop according to the shape of his face.

There's nothing to say about Donn's craft. After Karuk got it, he was like a treasure, and he immediately took advantage of it to catch two guarded cavalrymen who were following him in one fell swoop. After a little inquiry, I learned that the security departments of various cities have been arresting the propagandists of the Gray Clothes Army recently, and Karuk was targeted because he always went to the treatment hall to buy medicine for Don En a few days ago.

Having won the first battle, Karuk now went out with the disguise prop all day long, as he didn't know if anyone else was familiar with his face. It's like having an extra identity. Naturally, the eyes of the rest of the secret agencies were hot. However, despite being commissioned many times, Karuk politely refused. In his opinion, this thing must be a treasure that is difficult to buy, and Tang En will not have too much.

"Is there something wrong with such a hurry?" Don asked casually as he looked at the sweat on the tip of the other party's nose.

After a moment's hesitation, Karuk still said, "It's nothing to Captain Tang about this...... Well, just got the news that the night before yesterday, a well-equipped army of more than 80,000 people stepped into the 100,000 mountain boundary. Killing towards Dawning City. ”

"Oh. Don raised his eyebrows, and then he was relieved. Count the days. It has been more than ten days since the last fiasco on the other side, and now there are still rumors outside, and the Northern Armaments Department is naturally in a hurry, so it gathered people again to kill it in such a short period of time.

But 80,000 people...... Hehe, you still haven't fully accepted the lesson.

"Got it, Brother Karuk should go get busy first, I won't bother. ”

"Well, then you're welcome. ”

After all, it was an attack on the general base, and it was still a scale of more than 80,000 people, although there was nothing to do here, Karuk was still very anxious, and hurried across the corridor after saying hello.

Don also lost the mind to continue walking, and turned his head to walk towards his house.

Karuk was now naturally going to report the news to Josia, and although Riva City was very close to the 100,000 Great Mountain, it was not the nearest border city after all. This can be seen from the time when the news was delivered, nearly two days ago, the army had entered the 100,000 Mountains, but they had only received the news now.

Therefore, in order to obtain first-hand information, Josia, as the leader of the secret agency, must move to the nearest border city.

In fact, it is easy to say that it is easy to transfer, here Josia and Don only need to pack up a little before leaving. Diff had already left the city when they knew that Bran's regular soldiers had been defeated for the second time, some returning to the headquarters of Mountain Creek City, and some returning to their respective cities.

Now the wind and rain in various cities in the north actually have their shadows behind them.

............

In the days that followed, cities in the north became more and more lively.

It seems that he is very confident in this encirclement and suppression, and it seems that he wants to divert the attention of the people. After the army penetrated into the 100,000 mountain territory, the official newspaper began to eagerly convey every movement of the army.

Soon, all sorts of news appeared in the newspapers.

"The 80,000 bandit army officially entered the 100,000 mountain boundary......"

"The sneak attack of the gray-clothed rebels was discovered, and the Bran army won a small victory, destroying more than 1,000 enemies ......"

"Push forward 100 kilometers away from the gathering place of the rioters, and it will be broken in a few days. ”

......

Newspapers in various cities are collectively on a high tide, and good news is constantly being published. It feels like these more than 80,000 regular soldiers are pushing forward with this unstoppable might, and the gray-clothed army is simply crushed like a chicken.

Of course, if there is a discerning person, it can naturally be seen that these so-called good news are not a word about their own casualties. It seems that along the way, the regular soldiers all have the protection of the God of Light and are invulnerable.

These aspects of the newspaper can naturally be thought of by those who compile the newspaper. However, it is true that this kind of data has not been transmitted back from the front, and they are not easy to polish. In addition, this time is indeed the beginning of the most recent crackdowns on bandits, you must know that they have written until now, and they don't even know what the gathering place of the gray army looks like. In the past, they were all used to say cottages, but after the two wars, it became clear that there were a lot of people on the other side, and naturally it was not something that a bandit village could put down. Now that Bran's army is about to enter the city, they are in tears, Nima, and they can finally know where they live and what their names are......

But is it really just like the good news that came back...... (To be continued......)