Kulizarid plans to set up supply points at regular intervals in the border area. These supply points must be hidden and can be outside the border and cannot be discovered by the people of the Demon Moon. These can be used as strategic food reserves and can also be used in the south.
Supplements for the dispatch of secret troops from both sides. Now that food is a little tight, he has to postpone this idea temporarily.
After finishing his official duties, he drank hot tea and left the room. When he saw Anderstan Rodan coming, he asked him about the status of Ice Blade Y.
Rodin took him to the snow-covered hillside, where Ice Blade Y was still wearing Furnace Factory's heat-insulating armor and sitting in a daze in the snow, mumbling words without knowing what he was saying.
Rodin said: "The best military doctors consulted him several times. His spirit was traumatized, and his memory was disordered and lost. Now he is much better, and his brain consciousness has barely returned to normal, but he has forgotten who he is.
I can’t ask any other questions.”
"I think he's doing pretty well now. Will he still attack people close to him?"
Rodan shook his head: "Not now. I have seen his condition. His spirit has been peaceful and his willpower is very strong. To be honest, it can make a person like him crazy. I don't know what the Black Snake Archduke did to him.
What happened? It’s scary to think about it.”
Kulizarid nodded and went over to say hello to Ice Blade Y, but was ignored. He asked Rodan: "What is he saying in his mouth?"
Rodan said: "He kept saying some repetitive words. I only heard the words 'Demon Moon' and 'Kill' clearly, but I couldn't hear anything else clearly."
"He has a strong obsession and hostility towards Demon Moon?"
"Very strong, he..." Rodan suddenly discovered that Bingren·Y, who was sitting on the slope, was missing, and heavy breathing came from the back of his neck.
"Mo Yue... you are Mo Yue... kill all Mo Yue..." Ice Blade·Y stretched out the fingers locked by the gloves and pressed them on the joints of Rodan's cervical vertebra. If this finger is used hard, it can kill someone.
First separation.
As a demon, Rodan was not afraid of this, but he still shed a cold sweat.
Kulizarid grabbed Ice Blade Y's hand and moved it away bit by bit: "He is not from the Demon Moon."
"I know." Bingren·Y's words were normal and seemed to have clear logic.
"You want to kill the Demon Moon Man, why?"
"I don't know, I want to kill, kill!" Ice Blade·Y suddenly struck a palm, and Kulizarid caught the palm and was knocked back several meters, but he did not move at all.
Kulizarid put his hand down beside him. His palm hurt and his hand was shaking. He thought to himself: "His power is strong, domineering, so powerful!" He asked: "Ice Blade Y, you
Are you awake now? Do you know that my army is attacking the Demon Moon?"
"Yes, I know. You need my strength and hope I can help you." Bingren·Y's order was very clear.
"Do you want to?"
"Ha...hahahaha..." Bingren·Y laughed in the closed torture helmet: "Give me the knife, give me the sword, and I will fight into the Demon Moon Palace for you and kill everyone, hahahaha..."
Kulizarid smiled happily: "I will give you a pair of swords that you are satisfied with, so that you can have the opportunity to express your obsession."
Ice Blade·Y stared at the Gripen King through the torture helmet: "Bring it now, I want it now!"
Kulizarid thought for a while and said: "Except for my own use, I don't have any particularly good swords around me." He said to the princess who was traveling with him: "Limei, go and take the 'Dead Word' and the 'Ambition' I once used."
'bring here."
The Sword of Ambition is a very simple-looking sword. It was the sword worn by the king when he was still a prince. It is an ordinary mid-level sword. Although it looks unremarkable, just like the low-key among many princes, it is But there is hidden ambition for the future. Ambition is simple and simple, and it has always been like this.
Death Words is a knife, a high-level sword. The knife is more simple, but sharp. The thin and narrow blade is extremely heavy in the hand, and contains a power that the blade itself has never shown.
Kulizarid said: "Holy weapons are rare, and I think this sword will allow you to use it more effectively."
Bingren·Y held the sword in his hand and swung it on the snow, expressing the deep depression in his heart: "The sword is not bad. The sword is a little worse."
Kulizarid smiled and said: "It was the sword I used when I was young. I was not even the crown prince at that time."
Bingren·Y suddenly laughed again: "That's enough. A knife and a sword are enough, hahahahahaha..." He ran away into the distance and vented the frustration in his heart again.
Kulizarid asked: "Can't the shackles of the torture instruments on his body be removed?"
Rodin said: "This set of torture instruments and armor suppressed his power. I found a skilled craftsman to unlock some of the restrictions, but the torture instrument itself not only hooked his body, but also hooked into his soul. Forcibly dismantling it would cause Unpredictable consequences may occur, and it is possible to have a broken soul and die.”
Kulizarid wondered: "A famous leader of the Kingdom of Dragon has become like this. The Black Snake Grand Duke either has a blood feud with him or has other purposes. What purpose could it have?"
…
The snow in Barren Rock City rarely melts. At this time, midsummer has just passed and the autumn snow has not covered it, making this barren city a little more alive.
A chariot, a coffin, and four beasts pulling the chariot flew from the sky and ran wildly on the ground, while a young man sat safely in the chariot.
On the wall of the city gate, the black bird crossed its chest and asked: "State your name, your identity and purpose."
"Visaji Ryder, an unknown little person, came here to ask the city lord for medical treatment." Ryder stood alone under the city gate, his tone was neither urgent nor slow, his attitude was neither anxious nor anxious, and he talked to the beast who was panting from running. In sharp contrast.
Blackbird was funny: "You come here even if you know you are unknown. Can you afford to be cured? Not everyone here can be cured if they want to."
Ryder suddenly raised his head and looked at the city gate: "Have you forgotten me? The Sand Temple and the others have only been together for a few months."
Blackbird was startled, then he leaned on the city wall and looked down carefully: "It's you."
The city gate opened and Ryder led the car in. Blackbird came down from the city wall and looked at Ryder carefully: "Why has your appearance changed? I didn't recognize it at first. Yes, you didn't disappear on the seventh floor of the Sand Temple. Are you here? How did you get out?"
Ryder said: "I don't know, I fell into a coma on the altar of the Sand Temple and was already outside when I woke up."
"Oh." Blackbird nodded. Although he and Ryder were not the same people, they had experienced legendary adventures together and were very close to each other in their hearts. He asked, "What's wrong with you and you need medical treatment?"
"It's not me, it's him." Ryder opened the coffin lid, revealing Hayate's body torn into hundreds of pieces.
Blackbird was frightened. He had never seen anything like this before, so he said, "Quick, take him to see the city lord."