The frontline theater, after excluding its defensive line effect in defending the underground plane, is actually a large city with multiple levels.

This independent mountain range between the two planes of Hengtan has been continuously hollowed out and renovated, and turned into a semi-military and semi-commercial city with a permanent population of more than 40,000.

Because they are urban areas carved out of the mountain, each level here has been artificially separated for the convenience of management.

Accommodation area, resource processing area, resource exchange area, pure commercial area, semi-military management area, military management restricted area...

After leaving the temporary accommodation area specially provided for those who traveled through the front line, Raymond and the dark elf Freya got into a beast cart and headed to the commercial area for resource trading.

In any case, this frontline theater is a strategic location, so even if there has been no war for many years, after careful inspection along the way, Raymond can still see the tension of the guards stationed in various areas, as well as their

That unique momentum.

Knights, wizard apprentices, and formal wizards form the basis of the garrison, while grand knights and second-level wizards or above serve as commanders. And in some areas with obvious energy fluctuations, Raymond also saw some people who were stronger than

A guy at the level of a second-level wizard.

Raymond was quite confused about this. He couldn't get a reasonable explanation from the dark elf Freya, so he simply asked the driver of the beast chariot.

The middle-aged charioteer, who is missing half an arm, is a talkative and straightforward man, and his explanation is very simple.

Since the frontline battle zone was built by hollowing out a section of a mountain range, the real strength could not be seen in this ordinary city, let alone the most powerful Marfa Legion stationed in this frontline battle zone.

"The Marfa Legion is named after the Marfa Era. It is said that if you want to join, you must have the strength of a Dawn-level wizard. And their treatment is dozens of times that of ordinary legion members. Any one of them is our human race

A valuable asset to the major leagues..."

The frank but somewhat nagging commander obviously admired and admired this troop. The eyes of the dark elf Freya sitting on the beast cart also flashed with horror and shock from time to time, but in the end, it seemed that there was some kind of innate nature.

Feelings arose, like a little girl who had never seen the world, asking the master to tell more...

The hand that was frothing at the mouth was obviously scratched, and he happily recounted some allusions or rumors he knew.

The dark elf Freya, who was sitting on the beast cart with her hands on her chin, her eyes full of intoxication, but listening to the extremely exaggerated and even outrageous rumors from the master, Raymond secretly shook his head and laughed.

If a dawn-level wizard can casually cause a mountain to collapse, then a dawn-level wizard should be able to make the sky collapse and the earth collapse. Existences like Gracie and Yongye can easily cause the entire plane to disappear...

But since the dark elf Freya beside him liked to listen, and the master rarely had this opportunity to show off, Raymond leaned on the backrest and admired the scenery of the city in the mountain.

Broad roads, bustling neighborhoods, warriors with indifferent expressions, wizards with a proud look on their brows, girls in a hurry, young people walking as fast as flying...

Ordinary people have fixed jobs here, while wizards enjoy the privilege of being responsible for protecting the safety of the front line.

They are interdependent, but in fact they are not much different from the planes that Raymond has entered. The wizard class occupies the position of ruler, just like the king's flag is constantly changing on the city wall, but the ordinary people are Still at the bottom of society...

As Raymond allowed his thoughts to flow, the city in his sight gradually became blurry. Unknowingly, his perception was released, as if gentle willow threads fluttering in the wind blew across the streets, sweeping across the streets. In the shops on both sides of the road, this gentle perception unintentionally did not have the slightest hint of fireworks. Even if it passed by the low-level wizards, it did not arouse their alertness. It only made them alert. It feels like "the wind is a bit strong"...

It was just that the dark elf Freya, who was sitting next to Raymond, stopped listening and turned her eyes in vain, not knowing whether she was sensitive or because she was too close.

Raymond, with his soft eyes and calm expression, seemed to suddenly become a little blurry in her eyes. Although he was sitting next to her, he felt as if he was far away from him and could not be touched at all!

Although the black wizard robe is clean, it has many wrinkles, and the left hand resting casually on the armrest of the beast cart seems to be alive, exuding an inexplicable affinity, and brushing against the body. The light breeze is obviously not naturally generated, but the calm flavor contained in it makes the dark elf Freya feel a little intoxicated!

The driver driving the beast chariot was still talking about those magical rumors, but the voice of response that had not appeared for a long time behind Huang finally made him feel surprised. He turned his eyes slightly and saw that he was holding his chin in his hands and was stunned. The dark elf Freya looked at the man next to her.

A smile appeared on the palm of the hand's mouth, and he slowed down the speed that was not fast in the first place.

The 'tat-tat-tat' sound of the hooves made by the beast trampling on the solid street is like a crisp and rhythmic drum beat, but the aftertaste can only linger around the beast cart and cannot be transmitted at all. .

The slowly advancing beast cart gradually approached the resource trading area of ​​the frontline battle zone. However, just as the beast cart passed the main entrance of the market, the man wearing a gray wizard robe who was about to enter at the door of a shop on the street took back his steps in vain. , suddenly turned his head and focused his attention on the beast cart that was about to pass by.

The burly knight following this man did not expect him to turn around suddenly. His feet were in a mess, but he instinctively reached out to hold the doorpost of the shop to prevent himself from hitting the person in front of him.

But the man in gray wizard robes who turned around and looked at the beast cart that was slowly driving away, blocking the door of the shop, asked. "Hegel, do you feel it?"

The burly knight who had just held the doorpost had made some mistakes. His face was red and he was adjusting his breathing. Hearing the sound, he followed the man's gaze to the beast cart in surprise, and answered blankly. "Huh? Matthew Mr. Si, what are you referring to?"

"The people on that beast car have very strong senses, and their aura is obviously not from this plane..."

The burly knight, who was called Hegel, finally realized what he was doing. He took a few steps out and stared at the back of the beast chariot, scratching his head a little. "Really? Why didn't I feel it?"

Hegel's answer made the man wrapped in gray robe sigh, and his tone became a little lower. "This person's level has far exceeded the dawn level. If the induction just now was not wrong,

, probably thinking that there is a wizard with Dawn-level strength..."

Seeing the beast cart disappearing from sight, Hegel turned around and was very confused. "Lord Matthews, this is impossible! Only you and the commander of the Marfa Legion have the morning light in the frontline theater.

With a level of strength, the underground plane has not dared to cross the border for hundreds of years because of you and the Lord Commander. How could a Dawn level wizard suddenly appear here? Did you sense it wrong..."

The gray-robed Matthews couldn't help but became furious when he was questioned. He straightened his back and roared. "Asshole! Who am I? Why did I make such a mistake in my judgment!"

Hegel, who did not dare to be annoyed even after being scolded, had a sad expression on his face. "The problem is that such a big shot cannot appear in the frontline battle zone, not to mention you said that the person's aura does not seem to be from this plane..."

But before Hegel could finish his words, Matthews in gray robe suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and his whole person became blurry. "Go back quickly! If you really came from that way..."

The gray-robed Matthews disappeared completely in vain before he finished speaking. Hegel, who was standing at the door of the store, and the store owner who noticed the energy fluctuation and rushed out to check, couldn't help but look at each other... (To be continued, please search
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