The Riddler Get Out of Terra

The Riddler Gets Out of Terra Author: The Words Are Not Ended

Summary:

"Prince Regent Trexis is well equipped with troops and provisions. Can he be a hero?"

"Sooner or later I will capture the dead bones in the grave!"

"Princess Theresia has been a demon king for many generations and has many old soldiers. Now the tiger is occupying the Tower of Babel, and her subordinates are evil lynxes. Can she be a hero?"

"Theresa, you are indecisive; you do big things without bearing it; you see small gains but cherish your reputation; you are not a hero."

"There is a man who is famous in the Yan Kingdom clan: Can Wei Yanwu be a hero?"

"Wei Yanwu has a false reputation and is not a hero."

"There is a man of great strength, the second generation of Longmen - Chen Huijie, is he a hero?"

"Chen Huijie borrowed the name of his father and uncle, so he is not a hero."

"Usus Black Snake, can he be a hero?"

"Although the black snake is a god, it is the dog's ears that keep the house, so how can it be a hero!"

"What about the Sicilian godmother, Victoria's young master, the Letania twins, etc.?"

"Why should such mediocre people be of any concern!"

"Other than this, I really don't know."

"A hero is a man who has great ambitions, a good plan, the opportunity to contain the universe, and the ambition to swallow up the heaven and the earth."

"Who can do it?"

"Today's heroes are only those who travel through time!"?

Chapter 1 Blue Dot

"Where is the blue dot? Get out of here!"

The tall Captain Sakaz shouted loudly in the noisy mercenary camp.

The mercenary camp was dim and dim, with at least 50 people inside. The smell of gun oil, sweat, and alcohol brewed together would make anyone who was reasonably hygienic feel nauseous.

In such a crowded and lawless environment, his voice was quickly ignored.

But his goal had been achieved - a short and thin Sakaz mercenary hunched over, carefully avoiding some tall mercenaries and dense groups, and walked quickly towards the impatient captain.

"Captain Sean, what can I do for you?"

The mercenary, who was tightly wrapped in equipment, spoke in a rather flattering tone to Captain Sakaz, who was tall and strong with bulging muscles. Captain Sean wore a mask, and only his iron-gray eyes were mean. Staring at the dwarf in front of me,

Judging from his strong arms and rough skin, the captain is at least in his 40s. For Sakaz, this is a prime age.

What's more, the captain's serious temperament, strong body, brand-new black armor, polished knife handle and dust-free scabbard all show that he has sufficient funds and sufficient force, which makes the short man The mercenary's tone became more cautious.

"Where is the blue dot? Didn't he ask him to drive a group of Originium Insects to intercept Hedley? Where did the people go?"

"Captain, yesterday he took us to the battlefield where we fought to pick up trash, because the blue dot of the trap W planted when escaping was gone."

The short Sakaz mercenary's head wrapped in the helmet paused for a moment, and then quickly

Report the information to the captain in one quick sentence.

Then he rubbed his hands because he had already thought of what the captain's next words would be:

"Very good, then your code name will be Blue Dot from now on. You nameless brat, you are now leading the Blue Dot team to drive away the Origin Stone Worms!"

The captain looked at the short Sakaz mercenary. No, he should be called Blue Dot now. His eyes paused on the blunderbuss hanging on Blue Dot's side and began to give orders.

When he thought about it, a Sakaz who carried a blunderbuss instead of a cold weapon or Originium explosives must be talented in Originium skills, and his status in the team would not be bad, even if it was not as good as the original Blue Dot. , or you can barely bring a few mercenaries to drive away the insect swarms and force Hedley's mercenary group to move.

"...Yes, Captain."

Lan Dot thought for a while, and then immediately saluted the captain with a somewhat special courtesy. He made a fist with his left hand and pointed only one middle finger at the captain, and stood up straight.

Although this gesture looks nondescript, judging from the blue dot's demeanor, it seems to be emphasizing his willingness to obey the captain.

Then he jogged to greet a small group of only three people.

Captain Sakaz watched the blue dot run away inexplicably, turned to the Sakaz sentry who was following him and asked:

"What's going on? Why is he pointing his middle finger at me? What does it mean?"

"My predecessor, Blue Dot, also often engaged in such actions. It may be the tradition of their small mercenary group."

The sentry, who seemed to have dealt with the Blue Point mercenary team, shrugged and said to the captain nonchalantly. "I heard from the previous Blue Dot that this is a sign of respect for the person who assigned the mission."

The captain snorted a little contemptuously through his nostrils and said: "What's the point? Salute and obedience will not save their lives in this land."

"At least it can make us happy and give them a little extra commission, right?" the sentry replied cheerfully.

"The previous Blue Point used this set of actions to exchange for a lot of supplies that were about to expire."

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"Boss, can we really make money by following these people? The boss has already lost his life, and now it's hard for us to even have enough to eat." The mercenary who followed Blue Dot complained.

In this seemingly cursed land, other than cursing and complaining, using other methods to relieve stress will undoubtedly bring risks, which has also made many mercenaries talkative.

"What else? We couldn't even afford to eat before we formed a team. We could only dig for food among the dead like wild dogs."

"After forming a team, I can eat some dry food with peace of mind, instead of worrying about whether someone will bury Originium particles in the dry food before death and aggravate the condition."

Blue Dot, who led three mercenaries out of the camp, was blown by the hot and dry wind that had become hot and dry since the Kazdaele Civil War. He randomly found a mound and took the Source Stone bought with a famous brand from the hand of the mercenary who just spoke. Insect attractant feed.

"Thanks to the boss, at least he led us to find a regular customer who can keep giving us money. Although I don't think these [Cazdale expletives] can survive long."

Lan Dot cursed and took apart the source stone feed and poured them together. The yellow particles were sprinkled on the khaki dry land, barely expanding into a pile of yellow hills. Then he made a cut on his hand. Unexpectedly, there was no wound. The blood flows out and only appears black.

Blue Dot reluctantly cut it wider, but there was still no blood in the wound. As a last resort, Blue Dot had to squeeze the wound with his hands in order to get blood out.

The black blood was squeezed out from the wound, dripped on the Origin Stone feed, and spread quickly.

"Hiss--it hurts so much--"

This black blood is quite viscous, but it spreads quickly after being dropped on the feed. It proliferates and twists as if it is alive. It quickly mixes with the Origin Stone feed and dyes all the yellow particles black.

After adding the blood, Blue Dot swayed and used his good hand to support his head.

"Boss, your Origin Stone skills are quite powerful. I remember last time that Bosakota was controlled by this thing and blew up the Origin Stone worm pit.

It looks much better than mass-produced goods like us. "

Another mercenary codenamed Tiege looked at the black source stone insect bait with a little envy. He squatted next to him and stretched out the prepared cloth bag, asking his accomplice codenamed Melting Core to put these particles in handfuls.

"Beep, I started developing it two months ago, and now I can control the Origin Stone Worms." Blue Dot took the rations handed over by the mercenary Zeibian who had just complained, and couldn't help but start talking. , "I still have to bleed every day, and even now my hands are shaking when holding a gun.",

"My hands are shaking even when holding a gun," Zaibian winked, "Then you are not allowed to draw pictures while holding a gun at night?"

"My damn [beep]..."

"Boss," Tie Ge said again after gathering the raw materials and tightening the mouth of the bag, "the boss is gone, what should we do next? Pick one to add in like the boss said?"

"With the size of the four of us, wherever we go, we are split up and reorganized by large mercenary groups." Molten core repeatedly rubbed his powder-stained gloves on the muddy ground, trying to wipe away the residue of the black feed. "After that, we were It's better to use them as cannon fodder than they are now."

After wiping until there was no grainy feeling, Fengxin stood up and spoke again

Once persuaded, "At least it's okay now, we can still survive. If we go to any squadron, we can only be treated as pigs and killed on the battlefield."

"I know what you want to say," Blue Dot took over today's supplies from Zaibian and passed them to Iron Leather and Molten Core. The four of them squatted on the ground, holding water bags and dry food and sipping on the dry hot air. Swallowing down his throat, "But it's not something we can decide."

"Didn't I say it before? The battle for Kazdaele's throne has become so intense that centrists are not allowed. Those of us who sit on the fence and frantically test around the bottom line will end up being cleared when both sides seriously end the game."

"Not to mention anything else, Blue Dot was killed by the bomb left by W when he was leading us to pick up garbage. Can we let him go? What if Hedley knew that it was us who drove so many Origin Stoneworms to the route? If so many of them die, will they let us go?"

"I know how badly their mercenary group suffered that time, and they almost disbanded." Zewei said vaguely while biting the cold dry food. "At that time, they were still making bids in the mall. If it hadn't been for us The four of us have been picking up trash together since childhood, and I want to get that price. Maybe we can have a shot with that Ines."

"Come on Gil, you want to leave after taking the money from Hedley? I think you want to be jumped by the immortal." Tiege frowned and took a big drink of water to swallow. He was not blaming the stripes, but the solid food. It was cold and hard after being stored for two days, making it difficult to swallow.

"Blue Dot was also very good at that time. It stole other people's clothes from famous brands. It's a pity that this time, it just rushed to the shelves."

Chapter 2 Qiao Lun

"That's all right. Zebra, go look for any traces of large-scale Originium Insect swarms nearby. If there are any, we'll start spreading bait." New Blue Dot interrupted the increasingly crooked chat and asked Zebra to check out the nearby ones. Gathering point.

"From now on, my external codename will be Blue Dot for the time being. We are still the Blue Dot team. To be on the safe side, the team will also call me Blue Dot. Tiege, go and see how the other people in the camp are doing. You can see that most of them are planning to go. where."

"Received, I will come back here to find you when I find it." Zeibian shrugged, looked at the wind direction, and headed towards the common migration area of ​​Originium Insects.

Tiege patted the silent melting core, stood up and asked: "Then dear Blue Dot, should we also go to the side with more people? The Regent's side doesn't look like a place to stay."

"Of course, we are not going to the Regent's side." Blue Dot continued to bite the dry food and looked at the undulating hills. "The Regent's military command is just a stick, which is far from the Tower of Babel."

"The number of signs we put on the Tower of Babel every time we pick up corpses is less than [-]% of what the Prince Regent has. Sometimes there isn't even a nameplate on the Tower of Babel."

"Shawn's sentries and former Blue Dots have said that although the Tower of Babel has fewer people, its military strength compared with the Regent's is never ten to one. The Evil Spirit of Babel and his elite operators live up to their reputation."

"And there are too many people on Tracys' side. The only ability we can expose now is to drive away Origin Stone Worms in large quantities. At most, it is just a cold dish for New Year's Eve, and it will definitely be sent to the battlefield. But let's go Tower of Babel, we can at least fill their stomachs, and they will need us. As for future treatment, it will still be the same as Sakaz’s common treatment: you will see who you are.”

"You're saying such incomprehensible words again. You've never been to Dayan. How do you know they don't eat cold dishes when celebrating the New Year?" Tiege was used to complaining, and then asked Rongxin casually: "What do you think Rongxin?" Xin, although we must listen to Blue Dot, we can also talk about it."

The deep black figure of the molten core moved and spoke hoarsely. She was the only woman in the four-person team, but her voice had an unpleasant hoarseness, as if it was burned by flames.

"Her Royal Highness has always been orthodox. I have heard many people say that she is very kind to everyone and will stop the evil spirit from throwing away the mercenaries in exchange for chips."

"Okay, I'll leave first. I won't come back later. Remember to call me at the camp." Tiege swallowed the dry food in one gulp. The rough texture made him take another sip of water, and he frowned. Frowning, he walked towards the noisy camp.

Molten core continued to sort out her equipment in silence, although she had wiped the throwing spear no less than ten times.

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Qiao Lun couldn't help but sigh, and the hand next to him holding a rag with oil to wipe the spear paused, and then wiped it down.

After looking at the molten core, Qiao Lun continued to master the Origin Stone technique.

He just lied. In fact, he doesn't like either side.

But what if you don't like it?

After all, you have to choose a side to join, and the fate of the battlefield hyenas is just to be liquidated after the war.

So I had to choose the princess. At least she didn't get the support of the regular army in Kazdaele. Mercenaries are her biggest source of soldiers, so the treatment will definitely be better. But for the regent, a bunch of wild dogs can't even show him the door. Looking annoying.

Sometimes it seems like there are many options, but in fact there is just one waiting for you.

Before receiving the name Blue Point, Jorum had no name in this world. He grew up with Sarkaz, Ironleather, Molten Core, and the previous Blue Point.

Yes, this world.

Qiao Lun was originally a senior who was anxious about the graduation season. He stayed up until one o'clock in the morning that day. When he fell asleep and opened his eyes, he found himself next to a pile of corpses, leaning on one side and stuffing something dry and hard into his mouth. My throat hurt from choking, and there were four people next to me.

A child with horns, one of whom also had a tail.

Although he was frightened by the wet, stiff flesh on his back and the special odor that lingered in his nose, his legs were weak and his muscles were numb, his face was pale, and he even had the urge to urinate straight to his brain, Qiao Lun still gritted his teeth and did not show any abnormality while eating the dry food he had picked up. , while accepting the monotonous memories from the original body.

Compared to a 23-year-old college student living in a comfortable and peaceful environment, the original experience of being an orphan from the Sakaz war was both monotonous and exciting.

The monotony lies in the fact that every day is a rush of running around and picking up corpses. Blood and smoke seem to be always around him. There is no entertainment or learning. Every day, he and his four friends are busy looking for enough compressed biscuits and dried meat. .

The excitement is obvious. For modern people, how often have they seen such a Shura field with corpses everywhere? The pungent smell of corpses, blood, rust, and gunpowder can actually become the condiments of daily life. For Qiao Lun, this is Unthinkable.

Fortunately, because of such suffering and torture, very few thoughts of the original owner remained, and the impact on Qiao Lun was minimal, so that he would not be able to distinguish who he was.

Unfortunately, what Jorun once learned is of no use to him in this world now. His only means of livelihood is still to work as a battlefield vulture with four Sarkazi children.

As for barely growing up?

In a place like this, of course, when you grow up, you can only become a mercenary. You can continue to eat cold dry food mixed with dried meat and swallow it in one gulp. If you survive a day, you will be lucky.

In this way, the five people depended on each other, while collecting the remaining dry food and weapons on the battlefield, while operating various cold weapons, and barely armed themselves into a small army. In the process of cleaning up the residue after a battle, they finally Decided not to be a precarious vulture anymore, but to become a mercenary who can eat well and eat well.

But what does a team like them mean in this cursed Kazdare?

Even if all five of them are infected and four of them can use Originium skills, this can only be regarded as the basis for the people on this cursed land, and their lives will still not change.

What's more, most of their Originium skills can only barely activate Originium bombs or briefly and slightly improve physical attributes?The money required by the former is difficult to come up with at their level, and the latter requires a life-and-death effort.

Most of the time, they followed the large army and rushed to the back to avoid being the unlucky ones who were hacked to death at the front. After the battle, they started the traditional ability passed down from their ancestors - touching corpses.

In fact, most mercenaries have this skill, but their proficiency is different. They will pick up things with higher value, such as barely new weapons, undetonated Originium explosives, and the rest such as dry food and clothing , they left it to later generations.

According to Sakaz's rules, the child who picks up the mercenary's weapon and wears it will inherit the mercenary's name and can go to the battlefield with swords and guns.

The five-person group has changed from vultures to wild dogs. In terms of treatment, they can at least live to share some better spoils.