The cold wind in the winter night tried every means to take away all the warmth. At this point, all Neo could do was huddle up behind the wheat stalks in the field, chew a piece of tendon, and wait patiently for the dawn.
When it was quiet, the emotion mixed with longing and worry became an excellent demagogue, making people feel excited and blood pumping. Neo clenched his wrist hard, which had almost become a way for him to relieve the pressure in his heart.
A little habit, but this time, 'Million's favor' is not there. It is a wrist guard, which was born to protect Neo's strained wrist. The stitching is rough and the workmanship is poor, but it is Mirion's.
Made by myself, and it symbolizes a sincere emotion
"Huh..." Neo exhaled for a long time. He tried hard to control himself not to think too much or to think too much. He told himself: He usually teaches by words and deeds. Miriam at least knows what to do when a foreign enemy invades, so Miriam is now
He must be alive and waiting for help, and what he has to do is to complete a perfect ambush and even a flawless rescue.
In the deep night, if it weren't for the biting snow dancing in the wind from time to time, Neo would have suspected that it had been solidified into eternity. There was ice and snow outside him, but there was a fire burning in his heart. Neo entered a state of shallow meditation. It cannot replace sleep.
, but at least there are some benefits, which are better than simple consumption.
The wind all night blew away the haze in the sky. When the wind stopped and the night became as dark as ink, Neo knew that dawn was coming.
When a warrior reaches level three, he begins to sense the power in his body and cultivate the 'war breath'. The specific process is to control the body's muscles and organs with will, integrate and sort out the power, and consciously cultivate and strengthen it to form the source of power to control more powerful power.
Neo's mental strength is abundant and high-quality, which greatly strengthens his control over the body. Therefore, even after squatting for several hours, under his adjustment, the limbs are not stiff and numb. The cost is mental strength and physical fitness, and
'Embryonic Breath' consumption
Neo did not shake off the scattered snow on his cloak. The gray cloak combined with the falling snow would become a good camouflage color at dawn. He could not place all his hopes on the cold climate that would make those minions of darkness lazy.
He walks calmly and resolutely. Even if he is lurking, you can't see that "hunched waist, bent legs, and sneaky figure" look on Neo. Compared with the wanderer, Neo believes more in assessing the situation and
To control, I am more willing to take advantage of the time difference and the loopholes caused by some common sense, rather than how to dress up like an inconspicuous bug.
Not too far ahead, the wandering souls' screams with trembling magical power came back. It was a sound similar to metal scraping caused by energy friction. They were calling friends and rushing back to the soul tomb.
Most of the naturally occurring wandering ghosts have their soul graves in tombs. Individuals with strong obsessions can pin themselves on a beloved object during their lifetime, such as mirrors, rings, and commemorative coins. It is said that they will soon transform into powerful wandering ghosts.
There may not even be a need for sustenance, but one thing is common, that is, they cannot move in the sun.
Almost adorned with the tails of wandering souls, Neo's path along the river bank towards Tulip Town was very difficult, because strictly speaking it was not considered a road. The center of the river looked flat, but Neo knew that it was just a sight.
Come on, the Bow River has not completely frozen in this season. Under the ice shell of the top snow is the cold river water flowing quietly. It can take away a large amount of body temperature from a person within 5-7 minutes, leading to organ failure.
eventually died
squeak……
One of the last wandering souls paused in flight, raised its arms and claws, screamed sharply, turned around and stared fiercely into the distance. It sensed the presence of anger.
Neo didn't know that the cold, rotten, foul smell of the undead was lingering in his mouth and nose. The distance was too far, and he could only confirm their existence, but could not analyze it further.
However, rather than confirming the specific location and status of the wandering soul, Neo is now more concerned about the arrival time of day and the progress of his actions. In order to rush outside the town wall before daylight, Neo chose to speed up his pace.
Hiss...
The wandering soul confirmed the existence of the living creature and flew away in the direction of Neo.
At this moment, the light of dawn began to appear at the end of the eastern horizon. As the light gradually overflowed, the night turned into gauze and gradually faded from the sky. The few scattered clouds on the horizon seemed to be
Turning red like heated cast iron
The wandering ghost who was about to see Neo screamed, turned around and fled towards the town at high speed. The wandering ghost is a ferocious existence, and they hate all living creatures; the wandering ghost is also a tragic existence, unable to do anything while alive.
Strong unwillingness and resentment formed by grasping control. Even after death, you can't get rid of the powerless and fearful side. It is also power, but it has changed from secular power to natural power.
Live as a hero and die as a ghost. The strength of the soul's will has never been changed by the environment. It can't travel through time, and it can't even die. The shrinkage in the nature of the wandering soul makes it choose to retreat at the critical moment. It has no face.
The courage to face death
The light from the east is getting higher and higher, dyeing the scenery there golden
Neo began to run forward. He no longer even considered whether he was too close to the wandering souls and was seen by the other party. They were destined to return to the Soul Tomb. They were no longer a threat for the time being. Even if they informed the necromancer who raised them,
That will be at least dozens of minutes later, and before that, if the operation is successful, he has already entered the town.
Almost following the wandering spirits, Neo rushed under the low wall of Tulip Town. Before that, he even saw the lower bodies of the wandering spirits like billowing smoke.
Without any hesitation, Neo stepped forward and jumped up high. He put his hands on the edge of the crenel that was more than 4 meters high. Using both arms, he jumped up again, flipped forward in the air, and landed firmly on the wooden platform behind the wall.
On the walkway, he turned over and jumped off the wooden platform. His body swayed and he hid behind a wooden pillar, within the shadow.
If there were any bystanders at this time, they would definitely applaud Neo and lament that his series of movements were done smoothly and smoothly, as pleasing to the eye as a juggling act.
Erdrit Territory is surrounded by mountains to the north and south, and has troops stationed in the east and west. It has been peaceful for a long time, so structures like Tulip Town, with meter-thick stone walls and wooden platform walkways, are typical.
The walkways and platforms are all made of logs tied together, with planks on top and wooden pillars on the bottom. Large shadows are cast between the wooden pillars, and debris is often piled up. It is not difficult to hide someone. Even advanced dark cultists with dark vision can hide themselves at dawn and
At dusk, the time of day when the light is the dimmest and most changing, it is difficult to see the distant scenery clearly. Of course, if they knew how to paint their eyes ink-colored and wear them, which has become popular nowadays, I believe the situation would be much better.
"Hey! There seems to be someone over there!" A dark cultist seemed to see a figure more than 20 meters away and made a noise.
"Yes, they used to be human beings, but they are not anymore... I'm so sleepy. In this damn weather, it's only right to sleep with a woman in a warm bed, doing some shitty patrolling!"
"I'm serious, there was indeed someone over there just now!" the dark cultist said, drawing out his black iron sword and walking in the direction of Neo.
"Okay, someone! Someone! I think you are holding back your anger. I asked you to have a fucking blast last night. You are still picky about this and that. Can a serious Shuiling girl take your turn? Isn't that bitch pretty good too?
?You have big breasts and a big butt, and your reactions are fierce. How fucking exciting is it to fuck?"
The dark cultist holding the black iron sword had a sullen face and said nothing. He was originally a citizen of this place. Although he was a rogue, this does not mean that humanity has been completely eliminated. However, what he has done in the past two days has
, nothing is done by humans. "I've been fucking cheated!" He roared in his heart more than once, but so what? He has no way out. In this world, there is no greater sin than betrayal.
What makes people and gods angry, good and evil alike, is repeated betrayal
The remaining human nature examines the bad things done one after another. While it produces some regrets, it is more of a worry, fear of failure, fear of being persecuted by itself, and the betrayer will one day turn around. So, like the big
Most lackeys are like human beings. They are often more ferocious, more cruel, and more conscientious than ordinary minions of darkness. Many people will ask: This land gave birth to you and raised you. Here are your parents and fellow villagers. What happened to you?
?Are you so poisonous? As for! You are all dead and can never turn over. I can't sleep and have nightmares. If I leave you a way to survive, I won't be able to sleep!
In the dark corner, Neo stood there motionless, his eyes slightly closed, not looking at the dark cultist holding the sword. He was afraid that the murderous intent in his eyes was too strong and would be sensed by the other party. After all, he knew nothing about the dark cultists.
It's very superficial. It's hard to tell whether they have some sense or intuition similar to that of a spell caster or a mid-to-high-level warrior. It's better to be careful.
"Come out! I saw you! If you cooperate well, you can still survive, otherwise, huh!" The dark cultist yelled into the dark place, with a fierce look and a guilty conscience. In order to match the intensity of his words, he also kicked up a cloud of snow mist with all his strength.
Another dark cultist next to him looked helpless as a foil. His expression was exactly that of accompanying his drunken and unreasonable companion.
No one came out, there was just silence and the brightening sky
The dark cultist carrying the sword ended the final test with a false stab, sheathed the sword, muttered and cursed, and left first without looking back. The other dark cultist shrugged and followed.
After a while, Neo walked out from another shadow, looked at the retreating figure, and walked calmly towards the town.
The Tures Manor of the Mamores family has three residential areas, the main one is Tulip Town, which has more than a hundred households. The other two areas are a vineyard area and the other is a farming village. Neo is very familiar with this.
Before infiltrating, I had made quite a decision in my mind, which house was suitable for hiding, which house could easily be regarded as a resting point for the minions of darkness, the general direction of my actions, etc., etc., all of which had been carefully considered, and now I acted without any worries.
Almost on target
In Malfoy's hotel, after taking a look at the old wooden sign, Neo opened the door and walked in. Blood and death will begin from this sunny morning.