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"what happened?"

Hearing outside sounds, Founder immediately asked. Of course, this carriage does not have such high-tech capabilities as self-driving. The driver is a young guy sent by Clark. His name is Garrison, and he is also a clever little guy. Because he was too young, he did not go to the front to fight before, but was in charge of logistics in the rear, so he was not injured. In addition, the man is very clever and is familiar with the terrain and the like here, so Clark let him take charge of driving the carriage.

"It's like this, the base seems to be a little ...... wrong ..."

"Base?"

Hearing here, Founder raised his eyebrows, then he opened the door and got out of the carriage, and came to the driver. Seeing his arrival, the clever young man nodded respectfully at him, then pointed forward.

"Sir, look ..."

In the direction of Garrison's finger, Founder soon saw the stronghold not far below the hillside. According to Clark, this stronghold is the safest place in the area. It has fifty soldiers resident, and one holy Temple Knight. This is the stronghold used to connect the fortress of order with the Northern Alliance. Therefore, it is very lively and guarded.

现在 But now, it looks like it's broken, there are several holes left in the original solid exterior wall, and you can see the burning black smoke. It's not a bit wrong. It's so simple. No matter how you look at it, it's not right here.

怎么 "How is that possible? Didn't even the stronghold be broken?"

Zheng Fangzheng's body has been strengthened by the Zerg, and his vision is more than ten times that of ordinary people, which is basically equivalent to bringing his own telescope. So he just glanced at it and immediately found out the situation of the stronghold, and the young man obviously did not have this ability. The stronghold in his eyes was just a small black spot. If it was not determined by experience that the black smoke came from the stronghold With direction, he wouldn't even suspect that something went wrong there.

But now, standing here staring at the little black spot in the distance, the young man became more and more uneasy.

"No, even if you encounter a black wolf pack, the stronghold has enough power to withstand the attack. How is it possible ..."

"I'll see the situation."

Fang Zheng interrupted the young man's speech to himself, he patted each other's shoulders, and then glanced around.

"You drive the carriage to a safe place first, and I will investigate what happened there."

"You go alone? My lord, will you ..."

However, before the young man's words were finished, he saw a soft sound of "唰" in his ear. When he turned his head again, he was surprised to find that he should have stood not far from him. Founder has disappeared without a trace like a ghost.

"... It's really scary."

Looking at the empty ground, Garrison patted his chest. If he hadn't seen Founder's ability to move like a teleportation on the city wall, I'm afraid he thought he had encountered the legendary forest monster or ghost ...

Fang Zhengzheng didn't know what Garrison was thinking at the moment, so at this moment he had reached the gate not far from the stronghold, and looked at the stronghold in front of him in a serious color.

If Founder had only guessed before, then he is almost certain now that this stronghold has fallen. The empty door of the stronghold opened at the moment, and blood remained on the wall and on the ground. Even scattered weapons and charred corpses could be seen on the ground. At a glance, it turned out that there was indeed a fierce battle. fighting.

I can't let Founder show such a serious expression, not because the stronghold was breached, but because he smelled a scent of sulfur in the burning ashes on the ground. Although those black wolves also spit fire, they spewed magical flames, which were clean and tasteless in themselves. In fact, only one flame carries this unique sulphur breath.

That's the flame from hell.

方 And in Founder's memory, on this continent, only one person would use this flame.

Cultists.

To be exact, believers in the church on the day of destruction. In their "sacred scriptures", the prophecies that the world would eventually be devoured by flames and destroyed will be recorded in detail. Therefore, the devotees of the church on the day of destruction especially love to use the power of flames to show their power and authority, and the primitive, violent nature of Hellfire, which can burn everything to ashes, perfectly explains the cultists' fire for destruction Imagination, so they learned how to fight from **** with the help of this flame. The more prominent the cultists, the more adept they are at using this power.

As for why Founder knows this? Quite simply, although he changed his body, Williams' memory is still in his mind! As a cultist, the kid is quite qualified. Even Founder has dug a little secret from his memory-judging how strong a cultist is, and knowing how much he smells of the fire of **** on him.

Fang Zhengzheng also learned from Williams' memory that even some crazy high-ranking believers will completely infuse the fire of **** into their own bodies and use secret methods to restrain their power. In this way, these high-level believers can use the very powerful **** fire to fight anytime, anywhere, and they can explode if they can't fight ...

At this moment, the situation of this stronghold seems strange to the founder. From the outside, it has suffered a fierce attack. Obviously, this stronghold faced a very violent attack from the beginning. However, the inside of the base was relatively calm, and most of the room's contents remained intact, but there were signs of being searched. In other words, the base surrendered quickly after it was breached, and everyone was taken away ... eh?

At this moment, Founder suddenly moved his ears, then he turned his head and looked at the wall next to him. Soon, Founder's eyes began to change. His original dark brown eyes quickly turned golden yellow, and his pupils became a vertical line.

This is also the ability that Founder inherited from the Zerg gene. With this ability, he can not only easily see things in the dark, but even use the technique of "infrared detection" to scan the existence of living organisms. However, although these capabilities are convenient, Founder cannot use them at any time. Because when using these abilities, his eyes will inevitably transform into the Zerg form. This is obviously difficult to explain to outsiders, so unless found alone or as a last resort, Founder is not willing to expose his ability from the Zerg.

Soon, in Fang Zheng's eyes, the world began to change. The bright red color enveloped the whole world, and then it became dim. Immediately after, Founder saw that not far from the other side of the wall, a bright red figure was leaning against the door ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ and made a fighting gesture. Obviously, the other party seemed to notice something and planned to Launch a sneak attack on yourself.

Is He a Survivor? Or an intruder?

Fang Fang was holding the long sword in his hand, and he blinked and retracted his gaze. Then Fangzheng stretched out his hand, clenched his sword and hacked it against that wall!

The dazzling sword light hit the hard wall like a siege hammer, and the wall made of stones began to sag and burst under the sword. At the same time, the world in front of Founder began to change.

The scattered pieces of gravel suddenly became slow, they slowly turned over, like a snail flying slowly in the air. This situation is very similar to the scene of bullet time during the assault blast in FPS played by previous founders. In fact, this is also the source of Founder's inspiration. There are many uses for time ability, which is one of the things he explored.

After all, in the games he played in previous lives, there are many ways to use time!

Fang Zhengzheng rushed into the hole with a short stride, and soon he saw a figure retreating hurriedly. Obviously, the opponent did not expect his opponent to deal with the card so unreasonably, and directly dismantled the wall without walking through the door. The man raised his sword and tried to fight back. But unfortunately, his action at this moment is also slow in Founder's eyes, just like the turtle crawling. Before he lifted the sword, the broken sword in Founder's hand was already attached to his neck.

At this moment, time resumed again.

"Clap ..."

The scattered rubble flew down, and the smoke was scattered for a while. The man struggled, but before he could take the next move, the Founder could clearly see the face of the person in front of him, and then he could not help but stunned.

"Conan Knights? How are you? What are you doing here?"