The crisis of the Holy Tree Beast was lifted, at least on the surface, [Holy Tree Courtyard] got a moment of peace.

The war on the Garden Front was greatly alleviated.

Even the [Plant Masked Sunoi], which controls the demon tide, seems to retreat directly and enter the depths of the [Holy Tree Courtyard].

Zhao Guangli stood on the high platform and watched the dark green in the distance fade away.

In fact, the courtyard is extremely large, at least not smaller than a large area of ​​the Emperor's Capital.

I don’t know how many abnormalities and horrors are buried here. At least the military headquarters only learned about the general news about the periphery of the courtyard. It is extremely difficult to really push it deep into the courtyard, or even the location of the [King of the Canopy].

Zhao Guangli asked Chen He before, and he remembered that there seemed to be a super professional of human beings in the courtyard, [Origin of Life] Hippocrates, where is that guy?

The answer I got was nothing unexpected.

[Origin of Life] lives in seclusion deep in the courtyard, but the specific location is unknown, in short, it must exist.

This kind of top super professional is naturally not afraid of demons. They are completely inhuman and comparable to gods. With his existence, at least the Holy Tree Courtyard will not completely fall.

Speaking of which, Zhao Guangli has been having a better life recently, so there is no need to say much about the reason, it is because of his cheap teacher.

With a human giant teacher as a supporter, the leadership of the military is naturally relatively polite.

"Without the demon tide, the disaster area is not very busy."

Sitting in the tavern of Thorn Fortress, Zhao Guangli ordered a glass of beer casually.

Although the Sky Drive Alliance has a law that underage cannot drink alcohol, this rule has never been applicable in military headquarters.

The staff here are either families of military members or ordinary gold diggers recruited from Anding District, and are full of unquestionable awe for the teenagers in major uniforms.

"Major, how is the garden going on?"

The bartender is a thin man, very tall, and is said to be able to make a lot of cocktails, and his technique is quite skillful.

There are many people in the tavern, but there are very few members who are truly affiliated with the military headquarters.

Most of them are adventure teams, members of archaeological teams, and lonely treasure hunters.

Zhao Guangli, wearing the pure white major uniform, was very conspicuous in it.

When the people around him lowered their voices slightly and their ears stood up.

"Nothing big is happening. The Holy Tree Beast and Wuding Night Crow have been dealt with. Kuitouli escaped into the depths of the courtyard. Logically speaking, the demon tide will not be organized again in a short period of time."

Zhao Guangli took a sip of beer and then showed a calm smile.

"I want to drink too, I want to drink too, so leave some for me."

Su Lin said loudly.

As soon as this statement came out, the members of the battle group around him, the treasure hunter, were a little happy.

Zhao Guangli narrowed his eyes and looked at the people in the distance.

Demons are not only threats, but naturally they are also the source of a large number of resources.

Except for large team members, ordinary extraordinary people did not dare to go deep into the deep to hunt demons to obtain resources after the previous garden riots.

Now the riot has temporarily subsided, making these hunters who make their living by demon resources ready to move.

Zhao Guangli pushed the wine glass inside, blocking it for Su Lin to taste it too.

"Well, it's not delicious."

Su Lin stuck out his tongue.

It is not delicious, and only the particularly poor food in the league can be used to make wine.

"Actually, I should still drink milk."

Zhao Guangli said to himself.

"Have there been any unusual incidents recently?"

Zhao Guangli looked up at the bartender.

"Is it abnormal..." The bartender thought for a moment: "I think about it, oh, recently, the sculptors' battle group discovered a cult camp, sacrificing the unknown evil gods... It seems that they have developed to a considerable scale, and even some demons have joined this cult."

"After the Sculptors' Team was discovered, clashing with the cult camp, and one-third of the team suffered casualties and suffered heavy losses."

Zhao Guangli tapped the table with his finger.

That's really a tragic one.

There are several ways to make money like private adventure teams.

The first is to go to unknown places and draw maps, which is the most dangerous and profitable way.

Then, assist the military department in the disaster area to hunt demons and collect tasks at the trade union, including dismembering the killed demons and bringing back the demon materials.

The most profitable situation is to fight with cultists like that, basically no reward or resources.

"It's quite unlucky."

"Does the cult camp? It looks much better than the original Tarasi Village."

The bartender looked at Zhao Guangli, a little mysterious.

"Those extraordinary people from the sculptors who came back were covered with terrifying marks on their bodies, as if they had been tortured. Their skin was so terrible."

While describing vividly, the bartender vigorously promoted the drinks around him.

"【Torture】?" Su Lin raised his eyebrows: "There are not many cults with this kind of authority as the theme... Let me think about it..."

Zhao Guangli chatted all the time, and suddenly his communicator rang.

"Major Zhao Guangli, please go to the conference room immediately."

Zhao Guangli didn't really want to hear the sweet female operator's voice.

But he did not hesitate and stood up after paying.

...

"Major Zhao Guangli, your letter... seems to be an anonymous letter."

Zhao Guangli was speechless with the dirty envelope paper in his hand and looking at the dilapidated cover page.

If Lu Baiju's letter was an elegant and exquisite cake before, then this letter is a piece of shit.

Is it really that dirty?

There were some dry blood stains, oil stains, and some inexplicable abnormal auras above, but they were rarely, almost negligible, and even ordinary people could not affect them, let alone Zhao Guangli.

"It's not a curse letter..." Su Lin said: "This is too terrible."

"The curse letter is a love letter to me."

Zhao Guangli sighed and took it apart.

"Zhao Guangli, if you don't come, I'm going to die."

"One of my mission book is to explore regional cults. My approach is to mix in and become an excellent cultist. Well, for a moment I really thought that."

"The result...hiss, what do you mean?"

"For some... reasons, I successfully became the pastor of the [Binding Cross] in the [Holy Tree Courtyard], and I am... a senior leader."

"The [Binding Cross] Sect was recently discovered by an adventure group and was ready to migrate to [Coral Platform]. As the leader of the cult, I have obtained a lot of information."

"There seems to be a secret hidden in the [coral platform]."

"The following are the known personnel composition of the sect..."

"By the way, during the promotion process, although I kept sucking fish, the big boss [Binding Cross] seemed to have noticed me. If you don't come again, either I will really become the leader of the cult or I will be killed directly."

"I secretly controlled a certain group member in this letter, and you should see it in the military."

"The signature is..."

"The clever Chen Zhi."
Chapter completed!