When night falls, those laborers who have been busy all day long under the urging of curses, whips, and boots are already exhausted physically and mentally.
Although they had been working continuously for fourteen hours, and every worker was so tired that he could not even lift his head, they were still not allowed to rest.
In order to speed up the progress of the construction period, the construction site was still noisy and brightly lit as usual. The supervisors were shouting and whipping.
After those poor workers hurriedly drank the vegetable soup with a few wild vegetables floating in the air and could see the silhouette of people, before they could put down their rice bowls, they were driven by the supervisors' whips and ran towards the construction site.
Some laborers were still holding bowls to eat, but the impatient supervisor kicked their rice bowls away, then waved their whips and drove them to the construction site.
Under the light of the torches on the construction site, their figures looked unusually rickety and thin, swinging two tired and out-of-shape legs as they walked on the construction site step by step, like exhausted old dogs.
Same, he could fall down at any time.
The supervisors and foremen turned a blind eye to this, and just urged the workers to "work quickly, work quickly."
They wiped their big mouths that had become shiny after eating wine and meat, and then continued to wave the whips in their hands, beating and scolding the workers, trying to squeeze out the last bit of potential from those poor people's bodies as much as possible.
Lorraine stood in front of her door and could clearly see the scene on the construction site.
Every time the overseers swung their whips, there was a mass of wailing and blood and flesh flying everywhere.
Seeing this scene, it is not difficult to understand why famous major projects in history always have mass graves where countless bodies are buried next to the construction site.
Why can those mud-legged slave laborers overthrow a powerful empire by shouting "Princes, generals, Xiang Ning, etc."
It's all caused by those in power themselves.
At this time, several black spots appeared in the sky.
Lorraine's eyes couldn't help but flash: Those are several dark mages~!
Dark mages are different from necromancers. They are also Semitic humans, but they practice dark magic. If they are successfully promoted in the end, they will successfully become a necromancer who is feared by everyone after death, and have eternity.
A long life, if not, it is the end of life.
The number of magicians of the demon clan is far less than that of humans, but the dark mages and necromancers, which are specialties of the demon clan, also have their own advantages.
Dark mages have mastered killing tactics and are powerful in combat. Necromancers are even more powerful, cunning and cunning. They often use undead creatures and mysterious spells to kill people.
Back then, Dr. Lich dared to catch Vera alone, although that was because Vera was too weak, but he dared to mess with the Dragon Clan, which shows how powerful the Necromancer is.
It's just that that guy was unlucky and met Lord Luo, who didn't play by the rules. Not only did he have dozens of pieces of gunpowder, each of which was equivalent to the power of a mid-level mage, it was quite powerful. He also had a fighting soul sword in his hand to help him out.
What's more, no matter how awesome the Necromancer is, he still has the common weakness of all mages. Once he gets close, he becomes a piece of cake.
In addition, the necromancer underestimated Lorraine at first and didn't care about him. All these factors combined allowed Lord Luo to take advantage of the loophole and almost deal with him.
But despite this, Lorraine also paid a heavy price. And if Vera's parents had not arrived in time, he would now be a first-level skeleton soldier in the Temple of the Dead.
Those dark mages have been eroded by the side effects of dark spells due to their long years of practicing dark spells. They all look abnormally thin, and their faces are frighteningly pale, almost no different from a skeleton.
The large black mage robe is worn on the body, like clothes carried on bamboo poles, fluttering.
But when they fly in the air, they are like vultures chasing death prey, which is frightening.
As the top figures of the demon clan, the dark mages would not even look at the people below them. To them, these people below are almost the same as insects.
The laborers who were working all showed fear when they saw their arrival. They restrained themselves a lot and their voices immediately dropped.
The supervisors couldn't help but stop the whips in their hands. They didn't dare to yell at the workers any more. They didn't dare to breathe. They carefully observed them with the corner of their eyes.
The leading dark mage felt something while flying, and suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Lorraine.
Lorraine didn't expect that the other party was so sensitive, and was immediately startled. He was just a little hostile, but they could feel that the reputation of the dark mages was not in vain.
Lorraine hurriedly lowered her eyes, then pretended to lower her head as if nothing had happened, and walked towards the shadows on one side.
The dark mage lowered his head and searched on the ground, but found nothing. The ground was full of workers working. He really couldn't see anything from the crowd. Then he snorted coldly, turned around and continued towards the unfinished war.
The fortress flies away.
Lorraine hid in the shadows and saw that each of them seemed to be carrying a large package, and immediately couldn't help but feel something in her heart.
Big figures who can work these demons carry it on their backs, so it must be something extraordinary.
The war fortress is still under construction, but they appear here, and they are all extremely vigilant as if facing a powerful enemy. If they guessed correctly, they are going to install something - perhaps the core of the war fortress.
of magic components.
The magic energy components of the floating fortress are the core technology of the demons. Humans have been coveting them for more than a thousand years, but they still haven't figured out their structure. Even with humans' more advanced magic research than the demons,
You can't make the same thing.
Lorraine couldn't help but sigh for a moment: I originally thought this was just a simple task, just get the design drawings, but now it seems that I need to get this thing.
This is like stealing a fighter jet. Not only do you need to get its design drawings, but the most critical electronic components inside are not available, so no matter how many design drawings you try, it will be in vain.
I only know what it is, but I don’t know why, but good things can’t come out of copycats.
He hesitated immediately, then turned around and walked towards the outside of his residence.
Lorraine had just arrived on the road, and a patrolling guard immediately came over vigilantly and said, "What are you doing? Stop here, this is an important military area. No one is allowed to enter."
Lorraine did not panic, smiled, then pulled on the chef's clothes and said: "I am Lord Hagen's chef. I have to go outside to do something."
Hearing Lorraine mention General Hagen, the guard was startled, and then said: "Do you... have a pass?"
Lorraine was stunned and said: "Do you need a pass? I'm just going out to find some ingredients for you to cook. You asked me to prepare a midnight snack."
The guard hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that's not possible. There are regulations from above. It is absolutely forbidden to enter or leave casually in important military areas. You must have a pass to go out."
Lorraine stamped her foot and said, "Why are you so stubborn? I'm not going to the construction site, but to the hill behind."
But the guard still shook his head repeatedly and refused to let Lorraine out at any cost.
Lorraine looked at it and became furious. She pointed at his nose and shouted: "Go and call your leader. I have to go out today. See what you can do to me?"
Damn it, you little bastard, you use a chicken feather as an arrow, do you really think you are so great?"
In the midst of the commotion, an officer with feathers on his helmet saw the commotion and walked over.
From a distance, he had already seen Lorraine dressed in chef's clothes. When he arrived, he held his head high, spoke in an official tone, and reprimanded unceremoniously: "What's going on, what's going on? What are you arguing about here? No.
You know this is an important military area. If you cause trouble randomly, please be careful. I will chop off your heads."
The guard hurriedly saluted, and then told the officer the story with a resigned expression.
The officer snorted coldly, came to Lorraine arrogantly, and said: "You are just making trouble for nothing and want to get out? Do you know that this is a military area, if you trespass casually, you will be beheaded. Go back quickly.
go back."
Lorraine smiled and did not answer. Instead, she looked at the officer coldly, put on the same arrogant air, and said, "Brother, you look at each other. I wonder which side of General Hagen's tent are you from?"
The officer was startled for a moment and said warily: "Me? I'm from the fourth post of the third team. What's wrong?"
Lorraine bared her teeth and said with a smile: "Not so good? It's just that when I came here, I saw there seemed to be snakes there. So I planned to catch a few and make a bowl of snake soup to replenish the body of the adults."
You also know that the General likes to eat late night snacks. If not, the General will be blamed..."
"Snake soup?" The officer was stunned for a moment. He had never heard of using snakes to make soup, but when he saw Lorraine bringing out General Hagen, he hesitated.
The officer thought of Hagen's famous saying, "Men must be ruthless", and felt a little guilty at the moment. He knew that General Hagen was not a reasonable person. As long as it made him unhappy, no matter whether he did something right or wrong.
, there is no good fruit to eat.
Lorraine saw the officer's hesitant look and laughed secretly in his heart. The demons still have this kind of virtue.
Then he added more fire and said: "You guys who are captains probably don't want the general to be angry and throw vegetables in your face, why not use hot soup?"
The officer forced a smile and said: "This... this won't happen. Although the general likes to splash people with vegetable soup, everyone knows that only hot soup is used for those who have no backing. Those who have a backing are all
Use cold vegetables.”
Lorraine snorted coldly and said: "You can rest assured, don't forget, I am the chef. I cook all the General's meals. As long as I am here, there will never be a mess on the General's table."
Plate of cold dishes.
If a plate of hot soup is a hundred degrees cooler, if a piece of skin is less blanched, I will take your surname, especially if your captain makes a mistake~!"
As he spoke, he kept poking the officer's chest hard with his fingers, and the words squeezed out from between his teeth were full of murderous intent.
The officer immediately softened, as the saying goes, "It's better to be in charge than to be an official".
What if the captain is really splashed with hot soup and his face is as hot as braised pork head? When the time comes to talk about the reason, it is definitely not his own fault. It is not his fault and it becomes his own fault.
.
Perhaps out of embarrassment and anger, he found an excuse to strip off his military uniform on the spot and threw him into the labor team to work.
Even if the superiors knew about it, they would be intimidated by the power of General Hagen, and secondly, there is an extreme shortage of labor. They would definitely turn a blind eye and close their eyes. If they are happy to have someone to work, then their little life will be at stake.
It’s about to be explained here.
Besides, this area is full of valleys and forests. Even if the chef in front of him really goes out, he can only walk in circles in the woods. There is no one around for dozens of miles.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly bent his face and said with a smile: "This master..."
As he said this, he also felt that this title was a bit awkward. He couldn't help but swallow hard. He cursed in his heart: It's so easy to be a small official, but he is still worse than a dog. How dare a young cook dare to do so?
He pointed at his nose and yelled, arrogantly~!
Chacha, not only does he cook for the boss, but he dares to be so crazy.
But he didn't dare to show it. He knew that the leader's drivers, nannies, doormen, and chefs were not people he could afford to offend. So he had no choice but to laugh with him and continued: "Master... master, in fact, we are not helpless."
Let you go out, but it's dark outside now and not very safe.
Those stubborn and unruly people didn't have any good intentions. They would often beat up isolated officers and soldiers when it was dark and they couldn't see their faces clearly.
There are wild wolves in the forest outside. If you come here, wouldn't we be heartbroken to death?"
Lorraine snorted coldly and said: "You guys are a bunch of losers. You can't even look down on a bunch of common people. You are really a bunch of trash."
The officer had a grimace on his face and could only say continuously: "Yes, yes, yes..."
Lorraine continued: "I just went out to catch a few snakes. Stay far away from them. There will definitely be no danger."
The officer still kept a smile on his face and said: "This...this..."
Lorraine thought for a moment and said: "Anyway, Lord Heigen must eat this snake soup to replenish his body today. You can figure it out~!"
He was also using the tiger skin as a banner, for these little bullshit officers did not dare to run up to Hagen and ask General Hagen personally, "Are you going to eat snake soup tonight?"
If you bother him with something as trivial as a sesame seed or a mung bean, you are despising your own longevity.
Sure enough, I saw that the officer was also sweating profusely.
"How about..." Lorraine hesitated for a moment, then looked at the officer with a smile and said: "You guys are going to catch snakes? Don't be too good, just the kind of five-step soul-hunting golden ring cobra, that kind
Snakes are the most delicious. Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. Work hard~! I can just go back and prepare.
Young man, I am very optimistic about you~!
Remember to deliver it on time."
He reached out and patted the officer on the shoulder, then turned and walked back.
The officer immediately became anxious. Once Lorraine returned, the task of catching the snake would fall on him. If he couldn't hand over the snake then, if General Hagen knew that he had destroyed his midnight snack,
I'm afraid my future is very bad.
But going to catch snakes?
That's called the 'Five-Step Soul-Chasing and Life-Destroying Golden Ringed Cobra'. Although I don't know what this snake looks like, given such a name, it must be extremely venomous. If you touch it, you will die, and if you hang it, you will die.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly said: "Master... Master, I have decided that we are just a group of soldiers. After a war, we can catch snakes... we really can't do this. This task is too much for us.
It’s a difficult task, and only elites like you with outstanding abilities can do it. So please bear with it and shoulder the heavy responsibility bravely~!”
Later, he even touched the heels of his shoes and gave Lorraine a military salute.
Lorraine laughed loudly, turned back, and then slapped the officer heavily on the shoulder and said: "You can talk, you have a future. Wouldn't everything be over if you had done this earlier?"
With that said, he walked past the sentry in a swaggering manner, as if he was in a deserted place.
Seeing him disappear into the darkness with an arrogant look on his face, the officer spat viciously on the ground and cursed twice. Then he turned around and walked back along the way he came.
Lorraine came outside, then followed a path and climbed up the hill next to it.
He looked down from a high position and took in the surrounding scenery.
I saw torches on the construction site, like stars in the sky. Against the bright firelight, half of the night sky glowed a magnificent red.
The huge war fortress is bathed in orange firelight, especially eye-catching under the night sky.
But in the direction of the labor sheds, there was darkness. Through the dim light of the waning moon in the sky, the simple appearance of those sheds could be vaguely seen.
In addition, countless firelights were lit up at the strategic points in the four directions. You could vaguely see the flashing light of armored weapons there, which was obviously a heavily defended barracks stationed in four places.
Moreover, Lorraine was surprised to see a huge timber warehouse behind the hill.
The warehouse was stacked in the open. Countless pieces of wood were piled up in rows, like a hill, extending deep into the darkness. There was no telling how much material they had hoarded here.
Lorraine stood on the hill and waited for a while.
At this time, a few clouds flew in from the sky, covering up the ray of moon, and the earth became even darker.
Immediately afterwards, Lorraine heard the sound of hunting in the sky. The sound was extremely subtle, and it would have been easy to ignore it if he hadn't used his ears to catch it deliberately.
Lorraine immediately put her hands to her mouth and imitated a few owl calls.
Several owls hooted in the sky.
But the voice was unusually sweet and soft, and you could tell it was a young and beautiful little female owl.
Lorraine then imitated the owl and hooted twice more.
Sure enough, a little female owl fell from the sky.
She was wearing a dark blue robe and had blue hair. Her figure was slightly petite, but extremely plump. Her plump breasts filled the clothes on her chest to the point where they were about to burst.
It’s Vera~!
Although this place is heavily guarded and well-defended, they also have a fatal vulnerability, and that is the sky~!
The sky where birds can fly.
Unless these people can cover the entire sky, they will definitely not be able to defend themselves against it.
Demons are not the same as humans. Because dark mages are few in number, they have never had the habit of guarding against the sky.
This is why Lorraine dared to come in without bringing anything.
Vera is secretly supporting him, and no matter what, Vera will send it to him.
And because of the soul contract, she could easily find him no matter how dark it was. If his identity was revealed and he was in trouble, he called Vera over and ran away with her, and no one could catch her.
Lorraine looked at her sweating profusely and said, "You're finally here. Are you tired?"
While Vera took off the weapons and equipment tied to her body one by one, she shook her head and said: "I'm not tired at all. It's just that when I was flying just now, I saw a few necromancers and I was shocked. I have always been so.
I didn't dare to come over. I waited until they all disappeared before I came over secretly."
Lorraine sighed and said: "Those are not necromancers, they are dark mages. If there were so many necromancers, like potatoes, and there would be a large group of them, we would have surrendered long ago."
Vera immediately let out a long breath, then patted her big and plump breasts, which immediately caused a wave of waves.
She had suffered a loss from the Necromancer, and this was the first time Vera had suffered such a big loss since she was a child. Therefore, even though she is now a powerful mage, she still has lingering fears, and she is most afraid of seeing nothing but a pile of rotten corpses.
Bone Necromancer.
However, she is not afraid at all of those dark mages who are one level or even several levels below the necromancers. She is even eager to try and want to trouble them and bully them severely. Dark mages are far away.
He is far from Vera's opponent. Without so many weird spells, we, Vera's masters, have never been afraid of anyone coming to fight against each other.
At this moment, Lorraine suddenly pounced over.
Vera was startled, and then, before she had time to scream, she was thrown to the ground by Lorraine.
Vera fell on the green grass and opened her eyes wide for a moment. But then she felt the body temperature and smell coming from Lorraine's body, and immediately felt a little hot, and couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
Then he blinked his eyes strangely and confusedly, thinking to himself: What was the sound just now? Why was it so strange?
Immediately afterwards, under Lorraine's embrace, he felt that his body was involuntarily weak.
While she was wondering why her heart was beating so hard and her face was so red, she forcefully patted Lorraine weakly and said: "Let... let me go..."
But when she saw Lorraine making a silent gesture, Vera paused. Then she looked towards the sky with feeling.
In the dark sky, a small black dot was seen approaching quickly from far to near. The large robe kept fluttering in the wind. From a distance, it looked like a ferocious and terrifying vampire bat.