The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

Chapter 360: Annihilated? (Four thousand)

   Located in the center of the city of Dilno, the tall and luxurious castle has been turned into a ruin, and the trees and plants that were originally vigorous are also swayed and messed up.

   Here and now, there is no peace and tranquility of the afternoon, nor the grace of grace.

  There are only sorrows and wailings.

   The desperate and painful atmosphere spread like air, covering all the blood races in this area, making them unable to extricate themselves.

   No, I can't say everything, at least there are still people working hard.

   Several teams reacted quickly after a natural disaster-like accident, rushing towards the conference hall as quickly as possible, ready to support or rescue their boss.

   Of course, it is hard to say whether it is rescue or death.

   After all, the other side’s attack can cause losses of this magnitude, which is enough to prove something.

   The squadrons passing by like phantoms looked solemn, and their eyes were full of heavy and decisive expressions.

   They are prepared for the worst.

   And just as these guys who were originally placed on the periphery by the Patriarch they followed to show their sincerity rushed over, there was also unusual movement in the conference hall that had collapsed and turned into ruins.

  ……

   Under the dumped building, among the shattered ruins.

   In a space supported by broken bricks and tiles, darkness covers everything.

   This space is dark and silent, and the airtight space seems to be isolated from the world, completely isolated from the outside world.

   Here, every breath is clear like thunder, and every heartbeat is heavy like a drum.

  The dense, ubiquitous loneliness spread like a tide, as if submerging the living creatures in this space, immersing them in the bottomless abyss, completely silent.

   Alan felt this familiar, even kind of cordial situation, and a smile appeared on his face.

   He didn't speak, and stepped out, as if walking leisurely in a dark and deep abyss.

   In just a few steps, I walked to a seemingly empty area.

   The next moment, after the previous slash, he was suddenly pulled out by the sheathed long sword.

   The white golden sword light appeared, cutting away the "shadow" that had no effect in front of him.

   The darkness suddenly dissipated, and the originally dark and quiet "space" that was like the depths of the universe was suddenly cut, revealing its original features.

   The scenery in front of me is still dim, not as bright as I saw the sun all at once in the black robe man.

   After all, even though he walked out of the abyss-like dark region, Alan was still under the ruins that had collapsed and were invisible.

   There are overlapping masonry tiles on top of his head, all kinds of construction wastes around him, and cracked ground under his feet that seems to have been washed by bombs.

   In this case, Alan could see the sun and it would be a ghost.

  The exhaust gas mixed with the large particles spilled around, filling the space under the ruins. The hustle and bustle of dust and smoke filled all eyes.

   Allen was in the darkness, pressing the knife with his left hand, observing the positions of the two people, Irinda and Owen Duncan.

   After Ellen's perception reached the Silver level, night vision was never a problem for him.

   Not to mention this kind of environment with this thin light, even if it is true, in absolute darkness, he can "see" the surrounding existence.

   The path of transcendence is the path of constant evolution and sublimation of life, and constant approach to perfection.

   The ability to receive information continues to increase, which is also one of the specific manifestations of evolution.

   Suddenly, in the darkness, Allen's eyes were sharp, and a brilliant white golden light burst out, like two sharp arrows projected to the depths of the darkness, extremely sharp and swift as electricity.

   噗嗤!

   The sound that was so subtle that it was inaudible flashed, but it did not escape Alan's ears.

   Without hesitation, he drew his sword and cut.

   A number of solid white gold blades pierced through the air, tearing the space, leaving mottled space cracks, and flew in the direction where the sound came from.

   The black-robed man who walked out a little earlier than Alan was also magical, and the dark and deep magical luster circulated all over, reflecting a mysterious and powerful atmosphere, and seemed to be ready to do a big job at any time.

   However, after waiting for a while, Alan and the black-robed man looked at each other.

   Then, the two simultaneously put away the current alert posture of the original enemy, and after keeping a little alert, they walked in the direction of the original long conference table.

   The space under the ruins is empty, and the silence is like not in the world, which means a kind of dead silence.

   If it weren't for the footsteps of Ellen and the black robe man, maybe this place is really like a dead place, and there is no vitality.

  DaDaDa's footsteps are clear and loud, with a heavy sense of oppression, resounding in the empty hall.

   This is naturally not that Alan and the men in black couldn't control their own footsteps and made such obvious omissions.

   After all, for the transcendent, no matter what profession he is, controlling his body is the top priority.

  Especially a combatant, if he can't accurately control his body and grasp every bit of strength, then no matter what degree he reaches, his foundation is unqualified.

   Besides, in this age, [Silent Footsteps] has basically become a must-have skill for every profession.

  Even, if professionals have any special needs, they can add some other blessings.

   So, they did this completely deliberately.

   They just want to create a sense of oppression through such behavior, and then force out the hidden danger.

The sound of    d d d da da's footsteps is dull and suppressed, each step seems to be stepping on the pulse of the earth, rumbling resonance.

   The shattered ground that seemed to have been washed by shells cracked again, and the horrible cobweb cracks quietly spread, extending farther.

   Alan’s footsteps were dull as thunder, and he stepped on a rumbling sound.

   Above the ground, large particles of dust flew up and down like flies in the squally wind.

   In just a few steps, Alan and the black-robed men walked to the place where the long conference table originally existed, their eyes condensed.

   "This is..."

   "Dead?"

   Allen looked at the scene that looked like a slaughterhouse, with some doubts in his tone.

   The limbs shattered into rotten flesh by the terrifying explosion were placed randomly, scattered around, covered with cracks that could disintegrate at any time. The bones were covered with scarlet blood, terrifying and terrifying, full of violent colors.

   The two groups of people who were diametrically opposed at the long conference table have disappeared. Instead, they were replaced by a pile of broken bones and stubble.

   It is obvious from this scene that many people died here in the previous explosion.

   But the problem is that Allen is not sure who died and who left.

   The previous explosion was too fierce, leaving the endgame with almost no clues, leaving Allen and the others wondering how to determine the result for a while.

Not to mention that it is from this mess of flesh to see who is who, which is which, even the mental fluctuations and soul breath disappeared in the previous explosion without a trace, there is no way to go. Allen refers to the evidence.

  【Sigh, if you don’t get started so quickly, it’s fine. 】

   Allen sighed suddenly, a little regretful.

   To be honest, they didn't want to do it so quickly, but there was no way. The accident came too fast, and Ellen had no time to react.

   Originally, Ellen and the black-robed man had been there to watch the play well, but suddenly there was a quarrel on the other side.

Then it doesn’t matter if you quarrel, you just do it; it’s nothing more than doing it, but Owen Duncan, who was almost regarded as a soy sauce player by Allen, suddenly raised the trump card, leaving Allen and the others in an extreme situation. Embarrassing situation.

  Actually, Alan and the black-robed men don't really care about the confrontation and contention between Alinda and Irving Duncan.

   After all, no matter how the opponent fights, it won't have the slightest influence on them. With the abilities of the two of them, they can sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and then find the right time to come back with the oriole, and the fisherman will benefit.

   They think so, and they do.

   But the problem is that accidents come too fast like a tornado.

  Allen and the others wanted to watch the show in peace, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai until both losers or the overall situation is settled and exhausted, they jump out to harvest the fruits of victory.

   As a result, Owen Duncan directly lifted the table and used golden-level methods.

   That's right, the golden rank.

   Allen can be sure that the last method that the other party uses to bloom the sacred brilliance and infinite power must be a golden-level method.

   Of course, according to Alan’s feelings, it is not like [Immortal Stigma], but more like a golden magic tool.

   After all, in the city of Dilno, this kind of abandoned blood race group that goes against the purpose of the empire, if there is such a thing as [Immortal Stigma], it is really impossible for Alan to believe it.

   At least it has to be the inheritance forces of the eight great families of the blood clan with this kind of thing.

   But the problem is that no matter what the other party brought out, its essence and power have indeed touched the golden rank.

As a result, hidden in the dark, Alan, who had not been discovered before, was affected by the mighty sacred wave, and was directly shot out of the strange state of chaos, emptiness, and fusion with the world and the void, and it will soon appear. Prototype.

   And the people in black robes are not much better.

   Such a change made Allen and the Heipao people feel a little surprised. Although it was unprepared, it also disrupted some plans.

   So, after a brief exchange, the two immediately made a decision and reached an agreement to shoot together.

   Although it was not the best time at that time, it was also the most correct choice in that situation.

   Otherwise, when they are forced to reveal their bodies, they will be exposed to more than a dozen black iron blood tribes, two silver tribes, and even one blood tribe that uses gold magic equipment. As a result, they will be met with no idea where they are going.

   It's not fear, to be honest, the current situation is nothing to Allen.

   Don't say the opposite is two silvers plus a gold magic tool, even if it is a few more silvers, it will only be a defeat for Allen, which may hurt, but will not die.

   Although Allen has not really advanced silver, his strength has not stagnated, but is developing rapidly.

   Until now, there are not many silver ranks that can beat him, fewer can hurt him, and those who can kill him don't know where.

   This kind of powerful strength gave Alan a strong confidence, and even, when thinking about it before, he didn't pay attention to those sufficient black iron steps.

   Low-level transcendents who cannot form battle formations, build clouds, or form wizard groups and construct large-scale complex spells, are vulnerable to silver and even higher beings.

   He was mainly worried that his secret spying for news would be discovered, which would have serious chain consequences.

   It would be okay if he can really achieve the achievement of Wushuang sneaking, although the following storm may be larger, but at least he has bought time and will not let future troubles erupt now.

   As for afterwards, by that time, either they have already won, which is nothing; or even if they have failed, they have no time to take care of this little thing.

   But if it becomes a long-lasting and difficult to get out of the tug-of-war, it will be much more troublesome.

   It's not good to say that this place will directly become the final battlefield of the various forces in Dilno City. They will continue to join the major forces and groups, and then the battle will continue to expand and evolve in an uncontrollable and unpredictable direction.

   This is the worst result, and it is also the result that Allen is most worried about.

   This is also the reason why Ellen and the black robe men quickly made up their minds and issued a lore.

   However, what Ellen didn't expect was that these guys on the opposite side looked awesome, but why are they so crisp?

   He only took one shot, and he has solved it all?

   Allen looked at the black-robed man with doubts in his eyes, "Is your magical power so powerful?"

  Thinking about it~lightnovelpub.net~ Allen thinks this shouldn't be his own pot.

  Although his knife was definitely strong enough, it was only a single attack, only aimed at Belinda alone.

   Although he is confident, he can kill the opponent with a single blow. But I also know that my own knife cannot cause such a result.

The most serious consequence of    is to cut the opponent out, and then the soul and body die at the same time, and the spiritual will is also completely destroyed.

   But in any case, such a natural disaster-like terrorist explosion is impossible.

   It's so obvious, it's all the other party's handwriting.

   "No." The black-robed man shook his head. Under the hood, the mysterious scene of the chaos of the starry sky circulated, and there was no change in his expression.

   "I just did a small amount of work and disturbed the balance between them."

  Looking at Alan, the black-robed man said seriously, "Because Irving Duncan used the power he couldn't control, so I found a fulcrum in it."

   "Through the use of spells, it disrupted the balance between the two, detonated the spell models of both of them, and caused this explosion."

   Alan nodded calmly, as if he understood what the other party meant. But in my heart, I couldn't help but take a breath, and got a closer understanding of the strength of the other party.

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