"Col. What are your plans?" Kejies looked up. Now it is not the time to pay attention to the second entry into the center of the fire. The most urgent task at the moment is to remove possible threats.

Colonel Berry spread his hands and said, "It can only be carried out at the same time. One is to inform the spread of death and report the situation we are facing. As for their plans, it is not our consideration; secondly, we must notify the two bases of Aizhu and Nilu, which are closer, and they need to reconnaise the nearby areas themselves. First, to eliminate potential threats, and secondly, to narrow down the areas where the medium-sized tribes may exist."

"As for the third, I think we have to invest our efforts and conduct a survey of the surrounding areas. We will search for the diameter range of 300 to 500 of the base. Once we find the hiding places of those tribes, if possible, we can join forces with the other two bases to conduct a joint military operation, and we don't have to wait for the death to spread."

"I like the last one." Major Jordan was already trying.

"Where are the candidates for searching?" Kejies asked.

Colonel Berry looked at the three and said, "Of course, you provide it. Listen, for the sake of keeping the action confidential, you should not be too high-profile. Otherwise, I am afraid that the sword demons will not find them and they have already run away. So in terms of candidates, I prefer to be responsible for non-commissioned candidates, after all, their mobility is stronger."

In the federal army, even a corporal was a 10-level engraving master. Their strength was naturally far better than that of ordinary soldiers. After hearing this, Kejies nodded and said, "After saying this, I have a few good candidates."

"You talk about Alan and the others?" Colonel Berry nodded and said, "They are indeed the best candidates. They just finished the battle of the wind-eroded wasteland and their bodies were still whispering hot. Just let them exercise more, but when their injuries are just recovering, you can give them three days of rest. Think about it yourself, what good boys are there under your command, and you need a lot of people this time."

Allen returned to the dormitory, and Willick and Bloy both returned after finishing treatment. Both of them were in good spirits and were interested in competing for who had more muscles. They had just finished their body repair, and now their skin was like a layer of oil. Willick is already an adult, and his muscle lines are well developed, and the edges and corners he showed make him look like a leopard with an explosive head.

Allen bet that if Willick was thrown to those auctions for display, there would be more noble ladies willing to buy him.

As for Broy, he looked stronger than Willick. If Willick was a leopard, then Broy was a violent bear. His muscles were bulging like steel. He was covered with scars and smelled of iron blood.

Seeing Allen come back, Willick and the others put on their clothes. Allen leaned against the wall and said, "How do you feel?"

"It's too good to be better. Even if you fight another fight, it's more than enough." Willick said with a fist.

Allen looked at Broy, who shrugged and said that he was in good condition. So Allen said: "Then let's go to the playground to play. The experience of this fierce battle is very precious to us. Absorbing them as soon as possible and improving them will benefit our next battle."

Willick's face changed slightly: "You mean, there will be such a battle next?"

"It's a matter of not leaving ten." Allen went back to his room and picked up his fangs, walked out and said, "The army of sword demons that attacked us has been established. There must be one or two medium-sized tribes behind such an army. Do you think the Federation will allow such a threat to stay by your side?"

"Let me see what you all learned?" Allen said with his fangs on his shoulder.

The battle of the wind-eating wasteland has benefited Alan and his men very much. The fierce battles in the mountain roads are often divided into life and death. In that environment where there is no breathing, everyone can only desperately squeeze out their potential and hope to survive such a harsh situation. This is completely different from fighting alone. In a situation where everyone faces countless life and death choices every second, all Alan and the others can do is react instinctively.

Now, they just need to truly integrate these valuable experiences into their lives and skills and become an inseparable part of them.

The three of them trained on the playground until the evening before returning to the dormitory. As soon as they entered the dormitory, everyone had no strength and lay on the bed and almost fell asleep. However, today's training was worth it. They absorbed the previous experience of fierce fighting, and the three of them made more or less breakthroughs.

After lying on the bed for a while, Allen sat up. The smart brain next to him flashed a signal of receiving the email. He reached out and took the smart brain to open it. This was a video email. After the system decrypted, a video file appeared on the interface. Allen clicked on it, and Horn appeared in the picture. It can be seen that the background of the video was in Horn's study, and Bethcod's patriarch was reviewing the file. He seemed to remind him, and then raised his head and smiled at the camera: "Long time no see, Allen. I think you have been on the Pluto Realm Star for several months when you received this email."

Although the video files cannot interact, after several months, Alan still feels very friendly.

Horn got into the work at hand and sat upright and said, "The Netherworld is not a cute place. I also stayed there for quite a while back then. There were countless sword demons who wanted to swallow you. In comparison, no matter how dangerous the outer world is, it is much better than the Netherworld Star. But believe me, staying there for two years will be of great help to you."

Allen absolutely agrees with this. He has just arrived on this planet for half a year and has felt that he has grown a lot. Only by experiencing war can he get rid of his youth. This is something that people who have not been on the battlefield in the foreign domain cannot imagine.

"The family has been developing well in the past six months, and we have begun to cooperate with the Sirius Legion." Horn shook his head and smiled: "I have to say that even if your teacher is not a marshal, he will be a shrewd businessman. No wonder the Sirius Legion has been booming in her hosting over the years, and Capro has lost unjustly. But if Marshal Greedy Wolf underestimated the lion, it would be very unwise."

"It's a bit far, back to the point. Our Magic Martial Arsenal has officially started production. Your other teacher, Mr. Houton, has been very generous and has promised to be our consultant in sequence design and production. Of course, I know that he is willing to do this is because of you. In short, when you come back in two years, you will see a different Bethcod." Horn smiled and said, "What I have to remind you is that Alan. As one of the heirs of the family, experience should and must be done. But you must also take care of your life. I hope you will see yourself in two years, not a nameplate sent back."

"In the end, Adeer and the young master of the Jin family asked me to say hello to you on their behalf. Adeer also said that if you don't come back in two years, she will go to the Pluto Realm to find you. What an amazing little guy, haha, when I see them, I feel that I'm ten years younger." Horn looked deeply in the direction of the camera: "Then let it be. Alan, take care of it."

After closing the video, Allen stood at the window. From here, you can see the stars in the sky under the night sky. Could one of the above be the earth?

In the next two days, Allen pulled Willick and the other two for fighting training. Lucy also joined on the third day. When he used simulated guns to fight, Willic was frustrated to find that if he wanted to get close to Lucy, he had to pay different injuries to have a chance to succeed. In other words, if it was a real battle, when Willic approached Lucy, he would have already had a lottery on his body.

It can be seen that during the time he was separated from Allen, Lucy worked hard on gunshots. If Ryans had run into the current Lucy in the Death Ring at that time, there was probably no need for Allen to take action, Lucy could have knocked him down by herself.

"Head, are you really going to do this?"

It was afternoon, and Willick was putting fire gloves on himself on the playground: "I am not sure that I will not hurt you when fighting with magic weapons."

Allen said: "You seem to be able to beat me, and I have you put on boxing gloves because I am not familiar with new abilities and are afraid of hurting you."

Lucy laughed beside her.

Willick felt embarrassed and opened the topic and said, "To put it, what is that ability?"

"Rekindled, my new ability after promotion. I have trained with you these days, and I have some preliminary ideas about how to apply this ability to actual combat. However, you still need to improve it for me. Be careful yourself, I don't know what kind of destructive energy level this ability can reach." After Allen said, he used the source power, and the engraving of the Blade of the Ring of the Ring appeared on his forehead, and the sharp-fanged sword immediately wrapped in orange high-temperature flames.

Willick frowned and said, "Isn't this the burn you usually use?"

"What's the hurry? I'll find out after trying it." Allen smiled and rushed forward with his knife.

Willick's fists collided, and a faint blue flame came out. He lowered his center of gravity, spread his arms slightly left and right, and made a posture that could attack at any time. Allen came to kill. The bone knife raised and Mars burst out in the sky, but it was a skill of blending the vibration into the sword technique. Every point of Mars was a cyclone of source power, and for a moment, Willick's ears were full of howling sounds.

Mars concealed Alan's figure, and Willick couldn't even chain his position, so he had to take a defensive move. Alan let go of attack, and the sword spread out continuously, and a flurry of sparks burst out. The tip of the knife slashed on Willick's iron fist, causing a jingling sound.

"Huh." Lucy seemed to see something and shouted softly.

Broy looked at the girl: "What?"

"It's a bit strange, you see, Alan's falling Mars did not disappear." Lucy said.

Bloy looked closely and said, as Lucy said, whenever Alan's blade and Willick's iron fist collided, a spark would explode. The sparks would fall slowly but disappear, and they turned into pitch-black gray floes and fell at Willick's feet, which was very strange.

After attacking several more times, Allen suddenly shouted: "Be careful."

He lifted his knife and pointed it at the sky, but it finally fell. Willick was just aware of something strange, and the alarm suddenly appeared. Amazing heat came from under his feet. Willick looked down. The gray twill on the ground next to his feet suddenly shone red from inside to outside. Then a loud bang all spewed out high-temperature flames and rose into the sky, forming a fire dragon cyclone that wrapped Willick in it. The fire waves flew, and the gray twill danced, like a circle of fierce storms! r1058
Chapter completed!