Endless Debt.

Chapter 433 The Legion of the Wordless

It may be that the information received today is a bit too much, and Vaughn's words froze Burrog's thoughts for a moment, like a paddle entangled by fishing line.

Thurley?Traitor of Eternal Night?Ending the Daybreak War?Bury the Eternal Night Empire in the grave?
Vaughn's short words reveal too much information, and the vocabulary weaves a story from a hundred years ago, which is full of blood and sacrifice, betrayal and glory, as well as the unspeakable, evil and dark secrets.

Bologo knew Threy a little too well, he knew Threy's free and easy appearance, his clumsy figure dancing on the pole, and the behavior of the wet and beautiful man when he was drunk...

"It's hard to believe, isn't it? It's pretty much the same reaction I had at the time."

Satisfied with Bologl's reaction, Vaughn continued to ask Bologl about Thurley as if nothing had happened.

"Has he learned anything new recently? This guy has practiced himself to be versatile in order to pass the time."

"He...he recently became obsessed with playing board games and learned pole dancing."

Burlogo answered in a trance, and Vaughn responded with a hearty laugh.

"Pole dancing? Is he serious?"

Vaughan couldn't stop laughing, it's great, every time he hears new news about Seri, it will add a little more color to his boring life.

Vaughn was happy, but Bologo was in a bit of pain. He was still thinking about Threy's extremely contrasting identity in his mind.

So this is ah.

That's why Threi was able to escape the liquidation of the Daybreak Judgment, and was not bound by the "Dawn Oath". When other Night Races were imprisoned in the Land of Eternal Night, this guy was fascinated by the lights and feasts of Opus, enjoying a happy life .

"One day, I will kill Threi with my own hands and expose him to the sun for seven days and nights from dawn to dusk."

Olivia's hateful words echoed in Bologo's ears, and Serley's expression of panic and avoidance appeared before his eyes when he heard Olivia's name.

It turned out to be like this...

Bologo mechanically picked up the wine glass and poured himself some alcohol to cool down his brain.

Fengyuan Heights is a magical place. Ever since he came here, a huge amount of information has been stuffed into Bologo's mind, some of which are extremely important, while others are just junk information.

Bologo had no way to filter these junk messages, so he could only mix them with important intelligence, thinking hard.

If it wasn't inconvenient to go back to Fengyuan Heights, Bologo would use the Key of the Crooked Path to go to the Undead Club and ask Thurley clearly.

Damn it, how many things does this bastard keep from him!

Burrog organized his thoughts and continued the conversation, "So... what about the attacking Night Race? Where did they come from?"

"We don't know," Vaughan explained to Bologo. "Since the Dawn War ended, there have been no Night Clans on this continent for a long time."

"This group of night tribes appeared a week ago. They were active in the dangerous raging sea. From there, they called for a storm as a cover. They also hired the Legion of the Wordless, and then launched an attack on Morrowind. Their intention Obviously, it is for the "Dawn Oath"."

"You must know that the Morrowind Citadel has not encountered a war for many years. The fortifications here were all built during the Dawn War. At that time, the Night Clan was good at mobilizing storms from the raging sea, and then attacking us from the coast."

This burst of strife gave Fu En a strange feeling, as if he had broken through the limitations of historical time and space, and returned to that strange battlefield again.

"These guys are ruthless. Don't look at the grandeur, but most of them are feints. Every time we chase after them, we hide in the sea of ​​anger. If it weren't for them also having defenders, this damn dispute would have ended long ago. .”

Burrog nodded, "If it's the raging sea, then there's really no other way."

The Raging Sea is an extremely dangerous sea area. According to the world's perception, it is a sea area full of storms all year round, but Bologo knows that the abnormality of the Raging Sea comes from the ether vortex.

Ether fills every place in the world. In some areas, the concentration of ether is extremely thin, and even becomes an ether vacuum, such as the abandoned land under the big rift. In some areas, the concentration of ether is extremely high, so the realized ether will cause many vision.

According to the Bureau of Order's observations, the Raging Sea is a sea area with extremely high concentration of ether. The excess ether forms a terrible eddy, which interferes with the operation of the material world and sets off endless storms.

According to the official records of the Bureau of Order, the raging sea itself can be regarded as a kind of extraordinary disaster, and the high concentration of ether vortex caused various extraordinary phenomena.

Fortunately, the abnormality of the angry sea is far away from the human world, and it is close to the wind source highland, within the observation range of the Krex family, so it is allowed to stand on the sea forever.

If you rush into the raging sea, you may be swallowed by the rising storm before encountering the enemy. For this reason, the Krex family is in a passive state.

"Forget it, I have already reported these matters to the Bureau of Order. Everyone is here for tourism, so there is no need to take work on you."

Vaughn stopped the topic and didn't continue talking to Bologo. It was already his mistake to let the guests from the Bureau of Order get involved in the dispute with the Night Clan.

Burlogo asked, "I'm still curious."

"for example?"

Burrog asked, "The Legion of the Wordless...referring to those black-armored soldiers?"

Vaughn smiled, "Oh? Have you noticed their weirdness too?"

"It's hard not to be noticed."

That unanimous face was full of weirdness, even if Burlogo forgot it, he would never forget it.

"They are the Legion of the Wordless, a mercenary army of the Sublimation. They have the same costume, the same face, and the same secret power... They are extremely mysterious and never speak, even the 'Legion of the Wordless' We also gave them names."

Vaughan chatted about relevant information.

"What are they?" asked Burlogo.

"The details are unknown. We only know that they are a mercenary army. They will fight for whoever bids the most. This has been the case since ancient times."

"As early as the Daybreak War, they were hired by the Night Clan to fight against us, but after the Daybreak War, they accepted our employment and fought against the Kogadel Empire."

Vaughan waved his hand, "These people have no position to speak of. Whoever bids the most will serve whomever they serve."

Burrog murmured, "Queer crowd."

"Speaking of which, some people have raised such speculations," Vaughan said, "They suspect that the Army of the Wordless is actually an army of the undead."

"Undead?"

"Yeah, only the undead can live that long, can't they? It's just that their undead nature is quite special."

Vaughn's tone became mysterious, "For example, their individuals can be killed, but as long as they can't be killed, they can be infinitely derived, just like a replicating army..."

"That sounds bad," Burrog said. "Why don't you bid more? They don't have a position anyway."

"This is about the professionalism of the Wordless Legion. Before ending a commission, they will remain absolutely loyal to their employer. If the commission is over, they are also willing to collect a sum of money and give it back to themselves. A knife from his former employer.

As for how hard to stab, it all depends on the new employer's bid. "

Bologo felt a little surprised, "It seems that they are not completely without a position."

"It's a good thing for the employer, but it's a headache for us. They will launch a feint attack and leave a lot of corpses. Although we didn't have any casualties, it caused a lot of damage to the fortifications. Still have to deal with the battlefield..."

Fu En revealed the recent troubles. The Night Clan could not conquer the Morrowind Fortress, but their endless harassment was really annoying.

"But the war only affects Morrowind Base. The other areas of Fengyuan Heights are still very safe. You can go shopping."

Like a tour guide, Vonn recommended the surrounding attractions to Burlogo, and Burlogo also got used to dealing with Vonn.

Well...middle-aged Palmer, that's fine.

When Palmer was mentioned, Bologo moved his eyes to Palmer's direction, and at some point there was a man beside Palmer.

It was a very handsome man. Palmer looked very afraid of him. Under the man's gaze, he was very reserved.

The man, on the other hand, didn't notice Palmer's abnormality at all. He hung his shoulders and shoulders with him, with a smile on his face, and seemed to be having a good chat.

(End of this chapter)