On the Seven Towers

Guo Qian hurriedly ran into the headquarters where Wang Jiyuan was located. Before he reached the door, he heard reports one after another and Wang Jiyuan's rough voice giving orders.

He walked softly when he entered the door, without greeting Wang Jiyuan who was handing over instructions to the correspondent below at the window. He looked around at the busy people in the room, but unexpectedly saw a picture of a stretcher placed in the inner corner, with the person on it covered by a blanket. It was covered and there was no movement. Morey, wearing a cassock, sat on the ground beside the stretcher dumbfounded, unaware that the cigarette in his hand was about to burn out.

Guo Qian walked over and asked softly: "Morey, this is..."

Morey's body shook, as if he woke up from a dream. He put out the cigarette butt on the ground, raised his head, revealing his red eyes, "Chairman Guo, Deputy Battalion Commander Ji... is dead."

"What! How could it be?" Guo Qian's face no longer looked calm. He hurriedly reached out and untied the blanket covering the stretcher. Under the blanket was Ji Xun's pale face and the shockingly huge wound on his throat.

"Tell me, what happened? How did he die?"

"He was trying to protect me." Morey punched the ground. "If I hadn't used the light crystal to illuminate the tower. If I hadn't let down my guard and hid in time, this wouldn't have happened... He really died. It’s not worth it, just fall into the hands of a despicable attacker. I will definitely find the person who killed him, refine the damn soul into the demon, and avenge him.”

"You guys went to the front line? Why are you allowed to go to the front line!"

"The enemy has used siege magic, we must stop them."

"It's not your fault. Your mission was to consume that magic and protect the main position, and you did it. His mission was to protect you, and he did it. You all completed the mission and lived up to everyone's expectations." Wang Jiyuan heard their conversation and came over and said, "Sacrifice is inevitable. I will fall like that when necessary. But now is not the time to be sad. We haven't defeated the horse thief yet."

"If this is the case, Ji Xun's sacrifice is valuable. Remember how important you are to us, and never take risks unless necessary." Guo Qian emphasized, "Don't always think about revenge, we will let the horse thieves Pay the price."

"I know the importance of alchemy, but some things must be solved personally." Morey stood up, "I'm going to check the magic circle. The attack just now may have caused some damage." With that, he went to Go outside the door.

Wang Jiyuan winked at the two soldiers from the guard camp, and the two soldiers immediately followed him out.

"How is the situation now?" Guo Qian looked back at the door and asked, "Don't worry about the rear, it was settled when I came over. Everyone is very cooperative, and everyone is guarding the last level of the camp in an orderly manner. It's really The route and supplies for retreating into the mountains have been set."

"The fight was very difficult. The enemy sent a lot of cannon fodder to attack the city wall, and at the same time used archers to cover and shoot inside the wall. Our wall was not high enough, so it was difficult to stop them. In several places, the enemy had climbed into the wall, but they were Our soldiers fought back hard. I have sent out five of the seven reserve teams. As far as I know, at least ten people have been killed in the guard battalion, and many more have been injured." Wang Jiyuan looked heavy. said.

"If it doesn't work, I will bring a group of people from behind to support us. Old guys like us can still make some contribution." Guo Qian said.

"It hasn't reached this level yet... our guard battalion can still hold on."

"Remember, if it is really necessary..."

"I know that in a life-or-death situation, I won't be polite to you."

"Report." At this time, the correspondent's voice came from downstairs. Wang Jiyuan walked to the window and stuck his head out, "What's going on?"

The correspondent pointed to a girl riding a tricycle beside him and said: "This girl was just with Ye Zi, deputy platoon leader of the second platoon of the company. According to her report, the position on the side wall of the southern line was breached by the enemy. Deputy Platoon Ye Chang is fighting the enemy alone."

Wang Jiyuan turned around and asked the deputy beside him, "Have they received a light signal from that direction? Have they called for help?"

The deputy in charge of the light signal said, "No, but they haven't sent any signals for fifteen minutes."

"Ask the reserve team of the two remaining squads downstairs to go to that direction immediately. Old Wei, your battalion's direct guard squad will bring all the guns and go there together. Be sure to find out the situation and recapture the position! By the way, put the modified tank into a tank That Jinbei car also drove over."

"Yes!" A tall warrior in the room responded.

Morey walked downstairs and looked at the towers in the distance, and another feeling of sadness and indebtedness came to his heart. He didn't have much contact with Ji Xun, but precisely because of this, it was even more difficult for him to accept that a somewhat unfamiliar person died on his behalf.

Morey doesn't like to owe others anything, and his self-esteem doesn't allow him to do so. Sometimes he would rather others bully him and laugh at him than have others support him and help him. Because the former will become the motivation and spur for him to rise up; while the latter will often make him feel weak and powerless. Especially when he never gets a chance to repay someone.

No matter what, let me avenge you first. As the old saying goes, "it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge." But ten years is too long, and it's unbearable. I don't like this sentence. In my words, it should be: Morey's revenge, tonight!

We have to find that damn bastard first!

Morey stood downstairs for a while, filtering feasible solutions in his mind one by one. Finally, he remembered an ancient alchemy recipe. Although it was effective, the price was not small.

However, as long as he killed that person tonight, wouldn't the price be justified?

Morey made this decision almost in an instant. He did not go to the position where the magic circle was located. He did not care that Wang Jiyuan sent people to follow him, and directly returned to his laboratory with two bodyguards. As soon as he entered the laboratory, he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find several bottles of potion, then mixed them with a kind of medicine powder, put them in a small pot to boil, and then added a few pieces of yellow herbs. After less than five minutes, he filtered out a bottle of light green potion.

Morey put the potion in a small bottle, walked out of the chemistry building, and came to an empty intersection. He first took out a bottle of silver potion and a pen, and drew a magic circle on the ground that did not look complicated.

"Mr. Morey, what are you doing?" A soldier asked.

"I'm repairing the magic circle."

"But this is still far away from the magic circle of the main position?" The soldier asked curiously.

Morey looked at him silently, and the man said awkwardly, "Sorry, I said something wrong."

Morey continued to draw, and soon, the magic circle took shape. Morey stood in the middle of the magic circle and took out a dark arrow from his clothes. The arrow was dim in the moonlight and exuded a cold temperament. This was the fatal arrow, with a hint of blood on it.

Morey held the arrow in one hand, and poured the freshly refined green potion into his mouth with the other hand, and then closed his eyes. A strange and cold smell flowed into his body along the esophagus, and then his perception became sharper, and all kinds of things around him seemed to have a unique mark, just like he had a dog's sense of smell. No, it's not just a sense of smell, but a special feeling in the dark, which is much more comprehensive and stronger than the sense of smell.

He focused his mental power on the arrow. There were two kinds of auras that had a vague connection with him. A strong and bloody aura led him to the building where Wang Jiyuan was. Although he couldn't see it, the body on the stretcher seemed to appear clearly in his mind. The other aura was much weaker, and it intermittently led his thoughts to the darkness outside the school.

It's you! Morey gently chanted a spell, and the magic circle under his feet glowed. Suddenly, in his heart, the feeling became much stronger. A figure wearing a black cloak and carrying a bow and arrow flashed in his mind. Although it was blurry, Morey knew clearly that this was the murderer.

Morey concentrated his energy and wanted to see him more clearly, but suddenly he felt his heartbeat speed up, his head splitting, his stomach churning, and all the images in his mind dissipated from his mind like broken glass. He knew that this was his limit. Although this tracking potion was powerful and strange, it was extremely harmful to his body and mind. The damage to his mind and body caused by this bottle today might not be recovered in three to five months.

Fortunately, the magical connection had been established. At least within two or three hours, he could roughly feel the killer's location.

He opened his eyes, quietly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at a path leading to the south.

"Mr. Morey, is the work here completed?" The soldier just spoke again, "If it is completed, let's go back to Captain Wang."

Morey frowned. With these two people watching him, it was definitely impossible for him to run away. He looked around and found an opportunity to get rid of them.

He pointed lightly with his hand, and an invisible airflow flew over, and an invisible hand formed in the air. This is a commonly used alchemist's art of capturing objects. Although the power is not great, it is accurate and effective. Not far away, an empty tricycle passing by suddenly stopped, and the chain fell off somehow. The rider jumped off the car in confusion, and saw the chain hanging on the ground, and couldn't help shouting bad luck.

He saw Morey and the other two standing on the roadside, so he shouted, "Brothers over there, come and help me. I'm in a hurry to transport the crossbows and ammunition."

The two bodyguards looked at each other hesitantly.

Morey said, "Go and help quickly. Transporting supplies is important. There are no enemies here. I'll just stand here for a while. Is there any danger?"

The two thought the same, so they went forward to help the man lift the tricycle and install the chain. With someone's help, the chain was actually easy to install and it was done in less than a minute.

But when they finished their work and looked back, Morey, who was still standing there, had disappeared.