Lord of War

  Change the door, this is a kind of rhetoric in the mercenary world.

The approximate meaning of    is similar to a job-hopping.

Based on the words of these people and the memories read by the old lich, Sean knew that Mai En had completely incorporated the various forces he had deceived. It was obvious that Mai En had made a completely different one from the game at this time. Action: He wants to completely dominate the slave hunting forces in the deep belly area of ​​the entire Wildlands. It's just different from the way most people want to dominate, Mai En boldly borrowed this dungeon as a bait, and wiped out all the slave hunting teams of all other forces.

  After losing a large number of masters and powerhouses, the rest of these people have to obey Maien.

  After all, for those struggling at the bottom, which boss is not the same? As long as there is meat to eat, soup to drink, and money to spend, they don't care who their allegiance is. This is a complete group of bandits and robbers.

  But it was precisely because of Mann’s method that at this time it provided Sean with an excellent opportunity.

  That is to pretend to be a survivor on one side of these slave traps, and then mix into Maien’s base. In this way, Sean would have a chance to get close to Mann. As for whether he wanted to fight Mann in the end, or figure out a way to steal the Pearl of the Deep Sea, it was naturally for Sean to decide.

  Anyway, anyway, as long as it succeeds in mixing in, it means that Sean has the initiative.

  But before that, of course, Sean needs to get a disguised identity.

  And there is a small trouble to be solved.

  The hidden watcher.

  The gesture made by Sean may be just a meaningless gesture to the surface people. It may even be thought that Sean’s hand is sour, so he just waved it a few times at random. But for Rorty Kabas and Harding who were born in the underground world, the meaning of this gesture is very obvious.

  Has a tail, afterwards.

  Rotti Kabas and Harding looked at each other, and together there were only 19 enemies in front of them, but the old lich clearly said that there were twenty people. In an instant, he understood what Shaun meant. Of course, at this moment, a rather subtle feeling also emerged in the hearts of the two of them.

  It is undeniable that since this time with Sean, their two residents from the underground world have indeed discovered many differences between Sean and ordinary surface people. In this world, there are indeed many surface people who are willing to interact with people underground. But that is all based on the premise of certain benefits and mutual use. But Sean had no such meaning for their performance.

  Even, even precautions have never been taken.

  The fighting over this period of time has given them the idea of ​​a comrade-in-arms.

  For people in the underground world, the weight of the word comrade-in-arms is much heavier than the so-called comrade-in-arms, robe, and companion in the surface world. Because in the underground world, there has never been a so-called peace, and war is the eternal theme. Even for the hostile scenes of father and son in separate camps that people on the surface can't imagine. It is extremely common in the underground world, so for people in the underground world, only those companions who were born and died together are trustworthy.

  And Xiao En, the gesture made just now, to them, was a gesture that his companion Paoze would make.

  He, trust them.

   Harding’s pupils are slightly red. He glanced at Rorty Kabas, his lips opened: I'm coming.

  Rotti Kabas nodded. He didn't say anything, but at this time, his hand holding the gun was extremely stable, and there was not even a trace of tremor. As for the breath, it was even weaker than before. Even Harding, if not face-to-face at this time, could not feel the breath of Rorty Kabas at all. Based on Harding's understanding of Rorty Kabas, this is the attitude that Rorty Kabas has become extremely serious.

  Here, after Sean made the gesture, and the group of people who should have had it but changed their way for some reason have left the central hall. At the same time, he did not forget to close the iron door of the central hall. This move naturally caused another burst of laughter from other people, but only Sean and Rorty Kabas and others knew that Sean would take the room at this time. What is the meaning of closing the door.

  Almost the moment when the iron gate of the central hall closed, Harding had already flashed out like a ghost, heading straight towards a shadow corner.

   can hide the sight of Harding and others who have hidden in the central hall in advance, and then continue to play a surveillance role unconsciously, there is only one place in the entire central hall.

   Harding rushed straight at this time, surprisingly prepared to deceive the other side by surprise.

  In fact, this person is indeed as Harding expected, and it is completely too late to dodge. Not to mention that his strength is not as good as Harding and others. Even if he can compete with Harding and others, with mental arithmetic and unintentional and Harding's all-out effort at this time, it is impossible for him not to be captured. Thing.

   "Don't kill him!" Cecilia spoke almost as soon as Harding started moving.

This eager call changed Harding’s offensive that he intended to cut off the opponent’s head with a palm, and instead tapped the opponent’s neck, but because it was a hasty recovery, it was unavoidable to give the opponent. It caused a lot of injuries, but it didn't kill him in a single blow. Of course, if you don't get timely treatment, judging from the condition of the neck and neck injuries, I'm afraid it won't last long.

   However, for Cecilia and others, this is not a problem.

  Hitley is there, as long as she is not killed by a single blow, she will never die.

  Just watching Cecilia ask Hitley to help save people, Harding and Rorty Kabas are a little puzzled.

"He can't die." Cecilia looked at the middle-aged man who was seriously injured by Harding but was rescued by Hitley. At this time, he looked at their middle-aged man calmly, and then said in a deep voice, " He is a watcher. If he dies, then all those who were watched by him just now will have to die."

"I can't tell, this lady is quite informed." The middle-aged man looked at Cecilia and the others mockingly. "It seems that the young man who appeared just now is really not ours, but you think Wouldn't they die if I was imprisoned?"

"Of course not." Cecilia looked at the middle-aged man with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person, which made the middle-aged feel inexplicably palpitations, "So we will Let you go."

   "Haha, want to buy me? Tell you. I..."

"Buy? No, we don't need it." Cecilia interrupted the middle-aged man without hesitation, and then he stopped looking at the middle-aged man, instead turning his head to look at the old man. Lich, "Honorable Lord. I know that undead magic includes not only the magic that reads the memory of others. There is also the magic that modifies the memory, right?"

Hearing Cecilia's words, the middle-aged man's expression looked unusually horrified. At this time, he finally knew what these people were planning to do to capture him: "You...you are blatantly violating the mainland treaty!...you Do you just watch it like this? If you let others know, you will die too."

   "I am an underground person, if you let the other surface people know, don't you want to besiege me?" Harding said coldly. "So what a continental treaty. It has nothing to do with me."

  Looking at the middle-aged man turning his head and looking at him, Rorty Kabas gave a graceful smile, and then said: "Sorry, I am also a subterranean."

   A look of despair appeared on the middle-aged man’s face, then he turned his head and looked at Hina and Lanster: "You too?"

"I'm not." Lanster shook his head. This gesture made the middle-aged man's face a touch of joy, but he quickly became desperate again, "But I'm from the deep sea mermaid family. You almost did it before. I grabbed it and sold it. I don’t know or don’t want to know about the so-called treaty of your human beings."

  Xina’s answer was even more straightforward: "The current me. Probably no longer a purebred human. Hmm...so the human treaty probably has nothing to do with me."

Hearing these people's words, the old lich let out a strange laughter: "Despair is breeding, oh, what a wonderful taste! But, little guy, you have to know that this kind of memory modification magic has a lot of A big risk, if he fails, he will become an idiot."

"The ordinary necromancer does this, of course, the risk is great, but if even you will fail, then I will think it is a joke." Cecilia gave a sweet smile, "You are the noble lich lord. ."

"You are crazy!" When he heard the term lich, the middle-aged man finally jumped up in horror, but was quickly pressed back by Harding, "You are the priest of the Church of Life! They are not only Flagrantly violating the Continental Treaty, and being with a Lich, you...you..."

Hitley's expression at this time was also quite dazed, even with a little struggle.

  The goddess of life believed by the Church of Life is not a radical goddess, unlike the paranoid gods such as the gods of dawn and the gods of justice. If you must say something, it is more like a neutral tendency. This is the same as the natural camp of the Lich, and precisely because of this, Hitley is naturally not particularly concerned about the cooperation between Sean and others and the Old Lich, as long as the Lich does not start a war of the dead, Then the Life Church will not take care of it.

  However, tampering with memory is expressly forbidden in the Marvel Continent.

  This treaty is not just for humans, but for all intelligent races, and it is signed by all major races, nations, and churches. Because memory belongs to the area of ​​the soul, any behavior and magic that tamper with memory will be classified as extremely evil. Once discovered and reported, it will be chased down by the entire continent.

  And Hitley, as the chief saint of the Church of Life, if she commits such a crime of knowing the law, it will naturally be a very unfavorable thing for her. It is very likely that she will plant guilt in her heart because of this, which will hinder her future divine power acquisition, and may even lose a divine power because of this.

Cecilia suddenly reached out and patted Hitley on the shoulder, and then said softly: "This is for Sean. You once signed a contract with Sean on behalf of the Church of Life. There is a content in it. Knowing that Sean is in a critical situation, he must take Sean’s safety as the first priority.... If he is allowed to go back alive, Sean is likely to die, and I will never allow any possible threats. What happened to Sean."

  Hearing Cecilia's words, Hitley's confusion faded a bit, but she still struggled.

"The Goddess of Life has not issued any ban on this aspect. As long as you are still pious to the Goddess, then this will not affect you in any way." Cecilia looked at the fire as if it was almost burning, so she added. The last sentence, "This is what Sean said. Even if you don't believe me, you still have to believe him? In terms of contact with gods, you should know that he is much better than me."

Hitley thought for a while, and then took a deep breath, then nodded: "I understand."

  And hearing Hitley's words, the middle-aged man was completely desperate at this time.

The old lich let out a louder weird laugh. He glanced at Cecilia and said: "I like you very much. The style of doing things is very similar to me. How about? Would you like to consider learning undead magic with me? I am very optimistic about you."

   "If I am interested in the future, I will definitely ask you for advice." Cecilia's answer is naturally impeccable.

"Yes, there is one more thing." The old lich stretched out a skull finger and suddenly said, "The process of modifying the memory is a very painful behavior for the modifier himself. Maybe he will be unable to bear it. Live in this pain and die."

"Don't worry." Cecilia let out a sneer, then suddenly took out a piece of stuff and stuffed it into the middle-aged man's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide, "As long as you don't make him an idiot, then he must be dead. It can't be done." (To be continued~^~)

  PS:  Someone knows where Lake comes from. I am shocked.