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An already dark red palm was pressed on a piece of gray sandstone, and the palm was covered with plasma. This press naturally left a clear fingerprint on the limestone. The owner of the palm was a man in a long black trench coat, his face was hidden deep in the hat, and there were two scarlet flashes in the shadow of the hat. The man sniffed something on the limestone like a hunting dog, then lifted his hat, revealing a bald head covered with blue veins, a pair of dark, blood-red concentric circles forming the pupils of the eyes.

He let out a low growl like a beast from his throat, then used his hands and feet together, and quickly swept across the ground like some kind of reptile. This is a gravel ground that is hot and hot from the sky, but the person in black doesn't say a word even if the palm of his hand is sizzling hot.

On the gray ground, a black spot moved quickly. And behind, there is a dark tide!

With a grin on Albert's face, he strode ahead, followed by nine demon generals and hundreds of demon soldiers. They formed a billowing black wave on the gray surface, and followed the demon soldiers in front to this canyon.

This is one of the many canyons in the level 2 area. The difference is that the magic soldier smelled the traces of underground rivers on the ground here. When there is water, there will be life. Life gathers at the source of water, and the alien races on the black earth are no exception. There must be an alien village near the water source. And this is where Albert's entertainment venue is. He is now looking forward to the wonderful expressions of those foreign races when they see his side.

Thinking of this, he almost laughed sickly.

Moni was right, whether Albert or Nicholas. They all have a common substance, which is almost crazy paranoia about something. Albert has a sickly paranoia about killing and blood, and every time he watched life go to death in his hands, he would have a kind of pleasure. This kind of pleasure is even more intense than the love between men and women.

Just like a drug addict, the difference is that what makes Albert addicted is the blood that flows out of the body with Hugh Wen.

However, this time he was disappointed.

It would be more appropriate for the demon soldier to take him to an alien village, or a place called the village ruins. What Albert saw were the low-rise bungalows that had been torn down, the sacrificial square, and the wells for taking water were covered with gravel, and even the walls of the nearby gorge had a huge artificial gap. There were black traces of artillery bombing nearby, and Albert was very annoyed to see: "Damn the council army, did they get on board first? No, this should be the traces of previous wars, bastard, it's hard to find a foreigner. The village..."

"You guys!" Albert roared to the enchanted soldiers: "There must be villages like this nearby. Find out for me!"

The demon generals let out a few short whistles at the enchanted soldiers, and the demon soldiers immediately dispersed. So on the gray ground, a dark flower bloomed quietly.

Albert walked irritably among the ruins of the village, occasionally using his blood-stained broad knife to pick up the gravel, only to find that the village was cleaned up. All the corpses, both foreign and human, have been transported away, so he doesn't know whether to choose a landfill or use other methods to dispose of them. He didn't care, even at this moment, he had forgotten the task assigned by Andre.

Time passed between Albert's roar and occasional explosions, and the remaining nine demon generals did not even dare to get too close to Albert. They already possess good intelligence, knowing that they are close to the commander at this time, and there is a great possibility that they will be killed by him to vent their anger.

At this time, a female demon general showed a listening expression, and then said to Albert in intermittent human language: "...in the village, someone..."

It pointed in a direction of the sandstone field, Albert finally smiled, and before the other magic soldiers came back, Albert first moved in the direction pointed out by the magic soldiers. At this point, other demon generals sent the demon soldiers to retract. On the gray ground, the black flowers began to change their shape. Using Albert as the arrow, they converged into a triangle-shaped black tide flowing past.

This village is also located in a long and narrow gorge, narrow in front and wide in the rear. When an attack is encountered, a large number of enemy soldiers will be restricted from entering the village. As long as the alien warriors hold a checkpoint, they can contain the opponent's attack, and they naturally have a terrain advantage. Only on that day, the village seemed not to be spared, and it was also turned into ruins.

But today, this alien group that had withdrawn into the depths of the black earth returned to its own village. After the battle between the Parliament and the Hall of Valor, the blood cavalry and the army were transferred back, and the various alien races gradually returned to their original villages from the hinterland of the black earth. And those clans that suffered heavy casualties in the war and could no longer maintain the size of a village were merged into some powerful clans. Over time, these alien races will become branches and continue to thrive on this land.

As for Albert's current alien group, it maintains a relatively complete number of people. Judging from the damage to the village is not too serious, they should be evacuated in time on that day to avoid large-scale deaths of the tribe.

Most of the ruins have been cleared, and a small square has been vacated. I don't know if it is the head of the patriarch or the priest, who is carefully placing the stone sculptures resembling totems on the east side of the square. The appearance of this alien is very similar to that of the Assaks, except that their average height is shorter, their skin is green instead of pitch black, and they have only two arms but four legs, which makes them move like flying.

After a brief observation, you can find that the warriors of the alien race are only about the fifth level. Among them is a rank 7 warrior, who seems to be the leader of the village guard. The leader was shouting, asking the guards and the clansmen to carry away the rubble that was cleared from the ruins. Others brought in huge rocks that hadn't been polished yet.

Judging from the completeness of the stone, it seems that it will be used for buildings such as walls.

There are another twenty or so soldiers scattered around the village, and they act as sentinels. Obviously, this village is being rebuilt. But Albert thought it was unnecessary, because he was here!

An alien warrior was wandering on the side of the mountain, and suddenly a stone rolled down from above. He subconsciously looked up and saw a hill-like figure pressed down in the air, and the sharp knife light brought down by that figure. At this moment, only the spatula light remained in the whole world, nothing more.

Then the world was divided into two, and when he was about to die, the soldier let out a half-howl from his mouth, and the whole person was divided into two halves, sprinkling blood on the ground.

"Huh." Albert was slightly surprised, this alien race was just a Tier 5 fighter. After taking a knife from him, he was able to sound a warning before he died, and the vitality of the alien race was indeed tenacious. But this didn't change much, Albert had already foreseen it.

The howling attracted the attention of the guard leader and the alien patriarch who was setting up a totem in the square. The guard leader's eyes were wide open, as if the tide demon soldiers were falling down like black waterfalls from both sides of the mountain wall. The soldiers guarding below were unable to resist this frenzy, and were immediately submerged in the black waves. The leader lifted two odd-shaped large axes, pointed in the direction of the queen, and rushed forward like an enclave with four hoofs.

The alien warriors rushed towards the Kuroshio, but the entire village was no more than a few hundred people, and the warriors were only one-third of the total population. The demons that Albert brought were almost equal to the population of the village. In this way, the fighters facing the battle can only set up a fragile embankment before the frenzy, and they are in danger of collapse at any time.

The guard leader was very brave, and the two axes flew down, and the heads of several demon soldiers flew up immediately. Under his leadership, the alien warriors stubbornly guarded this embankment, so that the clansmen who were unable to fight in the back could evacuate. Albert laughed, stretched out his hand to push away the demon soldier in front of him, and ran straight to the guard leader. Seeing Albert came, the leader didn't fear at all, rejoicing, and fitted himself and threw himself forward.

At the moment when the two figures intertwined, a large swath of blood churned like waves. The leader of the alien race was cut into two pieces with a single knife by Albert, and then the body was torn to pieces by the demons who had come up to kill him, and he threw it into his mouth and chewed wildly. Seeing this scene, the alien warrior was extremely angry. It is a pity that in this unequal battle, the will cannot control the situation.

A massacre!

After slashing two more alien warriors, Albert rushed into the square. The embankment has collapsed, the warrior’s line of defense has been infiltrated by magic soldiers, and has been invaded into several separate battles. It is only a matter of time before being killed. To Albert's surprise, the figure who appeared to be the patriarch on the square did not leave. He looked at Albert with an angry expression and yelled in human language: "Butcher, who are you?"

"Come to kill your people!" Albert laughed forward.

"It's also possible that you are dead!" The patriarch shouted, his skin color changed from green to red, and the fire element suddenly boiled in this space. The alien patriarch raised his hand and pointed towards Albert.

The crimson flames of the fingertips bloomed, and the beams of light wrapped together by several red light bands instantly blasted towards Albert.

"Scorching ray?" Albert was surprised. This is a high-level ability of the fire system that corresponds to the frost ray. This humble alien is still a rank eight!

Naturally, the scorching rays can't help Albert. With a single stroke of the broad knife, the surface of the knife refracted the scorching rays away, leaving only a fiery red light spot on the knife. But he still blocked Albert. At this point of time, the patriarch released two bursting fireballs into the magic army group, blasting two blank spaces in the dark tide. It's just that the void that was finally blown out was quickly filled by the dark tide behind.

"Damn it." Albert drew his knife and hurried away, and the blade pulled a deep mark on the ground~lightnovelpub.net~ However, he rushed towards the patriarch, but the patriarch remained unmoved, only taking advantage of this opportunity to release again. A burst of fireball, then screamed and slammed into Albert.

After a violent explosion, the patriarch finally chose to explode. The exploded fireball formed a terrible shock wave, shattering the totem, and knocking the magic soldiers that had reached the edge of the square into flight. The flames spurted fiercely, and after all the heat was released, they retracted and turned into a thick black-red smoke rising from the canyon.

"Oh shit!"

A person came out of the thick smoke, and Albert caught fire all over his body, but when a power came up, he extinguished the afterglow. Looking at the other end of the canyon, many aliens have already escaped. But over there, Albert has left dozens of magic soldiers, they are enough to surprise these alien races.

But I didn't expect to bump into a patriarch with elemental abilities, and the other party violently chose to blew himself up, which made Albert's entertainment show a little unpleasant. Outside the canyon, screams rang out, and the evacuated alien races had already encountered the most ferocious beasts. There will be another feast of blood, Albert didn't want to miss it, so he dragged his knife away.

On the gray-white ground, a red patch was so shocking that a few falcons raised by the Agatha passed by in mid-air, even if they wanted to deliberately ignore it, they couldn't do it.