Chapter 12

Duoyan opened his mouth, but nothing came out, he could only sigh.

After a long time, he whispered softly: "You are really a pure monster. If you say you are a human, I really don't believe it at all."

As for Blacka, who was evaluated in this way, he just sat there with his head shrinking.

My eyes started to hurt, and I had already planned to leave my front teeth, but now this decision has become a joke.

They found those guys without any clues or even any decent intelligence. It was just because Blacka felt that these guys were hostile to him, so he found these guys. They were five hundred meters away from the rock formations.

If Anzola hadn't reacted quickly, this guy would have rushed over alone. This guy usually looks like he has no energy. But when he goes crazy, he is really life-threatening.

"I don't want to cause you any trouble." Blacka said softly, sounding a little aggrieved. Like a child who had been wronged.

"This is not causing trouble." He glanced at Andy who was sharpening a knife beside him, and already knew what this guy was planning to do now.

The fundamental reason why they retreated was that there was no trace of them on the other side. But now they have found the location of these guys.

So it would be a bit embarrassing for me to just leave in a normal way.

"Maybe we can talk to these guys." Duoyan said softly, "At least let us know what they want."

"Can we talk about this?" Blacka asked softly.

"It can be said that these guys have not attacked us directly so far, so it must mean that they want more than just our bodies." Duoyan said: "We need to know what exactly these guys want from us."

"You plan to communicate with these guys? Forget it, I'll do it for you." Anzola took a look at them and said, "They will never attack me."

This is an unwritten rule. Those who lead the way are those on God's side. Only those who are also leading the way can be regarded as enemies to the same extent. On the contrary, for mortals to fight against them is to seek death.

The air suddenly became quiet, because another problem was pressing on my head.

How should I get there?

Now the sun has left sight again, and night has come. The blessing of light has disappeared, and after the red afterglow, boundless darkness presses on the ground.

"Those guys are making some noise." Blacka broke the silence and looked up at the people around him: "Probably at the entrance, a group of people are coming straight towards us."

Duoyan was stunned for a moment, looked at the people around him, and sighed.

"Let's prepare tea." He said softly: "The long table should also be tidied up a little."

After a candle burned out, the sound of armor broke in.

But apparently the visitor hesitated at the door, because the door was open.

Inside the door, Duoyan sat on the dining table with his hands folded. There was tea and cake on the dining table.

This was the posture of intending to chat. The guy who entered the door hesitated for a moment, and then followed his wishes and sat on the prepared seat.

The remaining guys filed in, with people guarding them inside and outside.

Unified armor, this is a kind of armor called Gamil. This high-quality mass-produced knight armor is named after an angel.

No matter what kind of private armed forces, it is difficult to be so generous. This is a national team, specifically, the Fars Empire. They did not hide the emblem of their country, and the thin cloth they wore was printed with a golden cross.

and handleless long swords crossed on a red background.

Once one of the most powerful countries on this continent, it possessed extremely exaggerated military power. Until an unknown force swept the country, this name would always be awe-inspiring.

But Duoyan is too lazy to make other expressions, just smile.

When I saw this piece of equipment, my heart was almost completely cold. Equipment of this level was no longer something that ordinary people could deal with.

Not to mention anything else, this armor can even withstand a crossbow fired in front of you. This is a field armor named after an angel. Even armor-piercing heavy arrows and crossbows can hardly hurt the person wearing it.

"Like our intelligence, you are a very courageous person." A deep man's voice sounded, and the leader took off his helmet and placed it on the table.

"I can't accept this kind of praise." Duoyan sighed: "Can you tell me how to call you? Captain? Captain? Or general?"

"Just call me Robert. Robert Prometh." The middle-aged man said: "As for the title, you don't need to care. This is the Black Forest. Those things don't work here."

"Haha, it sounds like you have been here for a while." Duoyan replied: "So what do you plan to get here? Our heads? Or, what are we holding in our hands that is not worthy of our reputation?

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"Although saying this may irritate you, with all due respect, we will not interfere with the ranks of ordinary people." Robert replied: "We represent the empire, and we will not engage in thieves and plunders."

"Then I'll be relieved." Duo Yan said this, but his heart was not at ease.

He really didn't know that there were actually imperial troops here now. He already found it strange enough when the Knights of the Holy Kingdom passed by them two days ago.

After all, various countries have stated that they will not directly participate in the exploration of the Black Forest. In their religion, this is a place abandoned by God. It is an absolutely inaccessible forbidden area. Demons are imprisoned here, as well as everything that is abandoned by God.

Disgusting evil.

If a country openly declares that it wants to enter the Black Forest, then on this road it is almost equivalent to openly declaring opposition to God. So becoming a public enemy is not a strange thing at all.

So in this case, what do they want to find?

In other words, will they silence Duoyan and others who know about their arrival in the Black Forest?

Duoyan didn't know clearly in his heart, but he just felt a little powerless that his life was about to end.

They actually made preparations. Blacka was squatting in the cabinet not far away, while Andy was standing at the door on the other side. Six crossbows had set their targets at the door. Almost all of them were in their

Within the attack range. But even if they had the absolute upper hand, they had no chance of victory at all.

Robert took a long look and then glanced around.

"Is the guide of the undead here?" He asked softly: "To be honest, we are here to find you."

The atmosphere suddenly became silent, as if reality and illusion merged for a moment. Behind Duoyan, Anzola suddenly appeared.

This guy is not dressed in the usual way. He is no longer wearing a cloak and a mask. Instead, he simply wraps his whole body with bandages, outlining the figure of a girl. In her hand, she holds a two-meter sickle horizontally.

He glanced at Anzola multiple times and rubbed his temples to calm down.

They are not sitting here without any capital, and Anzola is their biggest support.

The core of their team is this child who looks half-grown. She is the guide of the undead, and her position in the Black Forest is very important.

If she takes action, although she can't guarantee that she can safely kill everyone here, she can at least repel them without any losses.

Robert stood up slowly and bowed slightly to her.

Since this guy is here, he has no right to sit.

Meanwhile, Blacka crouched in the closet.

He held his legs with both hands, and the expression on his face was neither sad nor happy.

It is unmistakable that these guys killed his colleagues.

Because the smell of their blood was on their bodies, Blacka realized for the first time that he could actually tell whether they had killed anyone just by smelling the blood.

He even said who he had killed recently and whether he had been injured. He could tell just by smelling it now.

Blacka didn't really want to know how much superhumanity he had, he was just in a blank state because of the impression this ability brought.

Why did these guys kill those people? He knew that they were not a group of good people, they were villains and ordinary people in the village who had achieved nothing and had no place to go. They dreamed of entering the black forest alone with others and becoming famous and rich.

But they haven't done anything bad yet, and as far as Blacka knows, these people haven't done anything wrong that deserves to be killed.

Blacka clenched the ax in his hand. In the darkness, his open eyes had pupils like wild beasts.

He felt that he was extremely angry.

He was obviously mentally prepared, but Blacka was wrong. He mistakenly thought that he had thought about it. In fact, when these guys appeared in front of him, his only sense was to lock himself in this small space like a child.

Among them, breathing turbid gas.

The blood flowing all over his body accelerated uncontrollably, and he felt that his body temperature was rising. But he did not have the uncomfortable feeling of having a fever. He just felt that this place was so narrow that he wanted to rush out and chop off their heads.

Completely different from how he usually relied on hostility to judge a person's position, a completely different world suddenly appeared in front of him. Blacka could hear everyone's heartbeat and smell everyone's scent.

.Even in the darkness, he could still clearly see a half-palm-sized spider lying on the wooden board in front of him, waiting for cockroaches to crash into his web.

Even Anzola can roughly sense the location, because even body temperature seems to be a reference for him to find others. Although temperature changes are not accurate as positioning, it is enough to find people who have been unable to be found.

The spider bit the cockroach, and Blacka suddenly woke up from her anger.

He watched this twisted thing eating, and suddenly realized that he was different from when he left.

Blacka is trying his best not to recall the ten years he spent at the door. That's because he still remembers his experiences in these ten years. It's just not very good, so he doesn't want to recall it.

So what about ten years ago? When did he become such a monster?

When Blacka realized that he could clearly see this cruel scene of nature in the darkness without any hindrance. At the same time, he found Anzola only by sensing the temperature. He also felt that he was a little different from others.

Blacka tried to remember a long, long time ago, when the Black Forest was not yet open. In that long, long time ago, because the Black Forest was not open, that village was a bit poor and life was problematic.

What did you see?

He didn't remember it very clearly, but he could roughly imagine the white hair and blue pupils behind the stone cross in the moonlight...

His head began to have a headache, and his body temperature began to slowly drop. Blacka calmed down, and the clearer world rejected him. He was once again able to calmly think about the current situation.

It was unimaginable that his head could hurt so much. He felt as if a hammer had hit his head.

Blacka felt fear, and he realized that he was different from others. Would anyone else have a splitting headache when recalling their past? But when he wanted to understand what he had experienced again, he felt unimaginably tired.

It swept through his whole body.
To be continued...