Did the three of them help him?

Anton doesn't know.

But when he broke the neck of the natural disaster messenger who reported to the village that a natural disaster was coming, he had no tears left.

Those uncles and uncles?The land his family once cultivated?This Ursus-style natural disaster messenger who seems innocent, but actually came here entirely because of the great nobleman who went on an outing in the tundra?

It doesn't matter anymore.

Anton didn't care about human life anymore, it was a pity to lose his own, and he applauded others' death. He wandered in the tundra, mixed into the infected group, and was finally captured by the slave team and sent to the hands of the person who changed his life. .

"You are desperate, numb, and think everything doesn't matter...Anton, can I call you that?"

The leader with enchanting red eyes stared at him in the darkness. In the shadows, something incomprehensible and unintelligible was about to move, with a thirst for flesh and blood that Anton would never forget in his life.

Anton didn't speak, just smiled.

"Do you think...your revenge is over?" Tartarus asked him with a smile, "Nobles? Natural disasters? Mines? Infected people? What made you look like this? Is it your own stupidity, or is it... ... Ursus’ convention?”

The elegant voice in the red dragon's mouth is no longer as noble and clear as it should be. At that time, it had an alluring hoarseness, and the eyes that were silent but watery were filled with burning will. Tartarus looked at it Anton, his calm words contained a fascination that could not be ignored:

"What makes you accept losing everything as a matter of course? What makes you naturally rejoice in the gifts of fate? What... makes those beasts stand on you and look down on the world?"

……

"Wake up, Anton, the mission is here."

It was daylight, and Anton was woken up by the familiar voice in his mind. He stared at the stone tightly in his hand obediently, watching it issue commands in a flash:

"We're already here and the plans are set."

"Anton, today is a day for the guards to relax and rest - at this time of year, they like to issue black lots to the miners. The selected ones will be taken to the snow, where there is endless horizon, which is the most suitable for shooting prey."

"These prey also include infected miners who were driven away by the guards - according to the intelligence, the guards would deliberately reveal which black sign was in order to appreciate the miners' struggle.

Anton, go get the black lottery. I need you to lure most of them out of the mine. The ambush is already in place. All that is needed is timing. "

Anton smiled.

Chapter 54 Various forms

"Everyone get up, everyone get up!!!"

Early in the morning, before dawn, the sharp metallic sounds of guards beating gongs and drums were heard in the mine.

Under the dark blue sky, miners who couldn't hide their sleepiness appeared in the open-pit mines with squinted eyes. There were many infected people with their families.

They were so sleepy that they finished mining at nine o'clock in the middle of the night without washing or offering condolences. If the guards were in a good mood, they would give them thick soup mixed with unknown meat. If they were in a bad mood, they would give them a whipping. The quality of sleep in the mine was not good at all. Well, a lot of people don't get to sleep until ten o'clock.

It happened that at four o'clock in the morning, when the sun was not even going to shine on Ursus, the guards knocked on the soul-inducing metal basin and called out the infected miners one by one to have their bodies licked.

The crowd is tense, and fear and death are concentrated in the mine where the faint light remains. Just search the face of each miner, and you can collect almost [-]% of the various reactions of human beings in the face of death.

Even though he had received the message from the leader, Anton still felt uncontrollable nervousness when he looked at the panic and anxiety boiling secretly in the crowd.

Freedom has left these infected people forever, and now, just because of the entertainment activities of a group of scum, life is about to leave them again.

"We want the senior officials of Ursus to experience the situation of the infected. Let's start with the mine. After we capture this place, I will decide their fate according to the methods of these guards."

The clear voice of the Tartarus leader's notification not long ago easily came to Anton's mind in such an atmosphere.

So he was no longer nervous, but instead wore a cheerful smile, lowering his eyelids to hide the uncontrollable malice in his heart, like a young man who was struck down by death and despair.

In other words, it was very much like himself when the sky seemed to collapse when he was infected.

It seemed like then and now, except that what was placed on the balance was no longer the life of a loved one. On the tray, only Anton was angry. The tray opposite was the same as then:

The guard, like the disgusting noble, had no intention of giving any reward at all, so the infected person was tied to one end of the scale of life, and an insignificant finger exerted force on the other end to maintain a false balance.

Even Anton can take revenge after waiting:

The leader's ambush is a natural disaster that the mine guards cannot avoid and cannot escape. Having seen the power of Tartarus, no one can refuse his terms.

So the more Anton looked at the guard, the more he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't let his fault ruin the leader's important event, so he had to pretend to be broken and shake his shoulders, like a noble brat who had never seen blood.

It's disgusting.

Anton didn't know whether he was talking to the noble boy or himself.

The silence and fear of the crowd made the guards smile with joy. The repetitive boring and repeated persecution day after day in the tundra mine destroyed all their empathy.

From an ordinary person who can easily disappear when immersed in a sea of ​​​​people, he has become an aloof person.

, the mine guard who can decide life or death at a glance. Such a contrasting change in status has brought them blind illusions.

It was as if they were no longer the dregs eliminated by the army, but Ursus nobles with noble blood and not in the same category as the untouchables.

The proud guard captain took out the lottery tube in front of everyone and threw more than ten black lottery tickets in front of everyone.

Crash, clatter, the sound of wood hitting each other could be heard far away in the pre-dawn darkness. Under the silent gaze of all the infected miners, this game that was thought up by an unknown vicious bad guy was launched again.

"Draw lots. If you don't win the black lottery, you can continue to work as a miner. If you win the black lottery, we will give him a gift!"

The malevolent smile of the guard chief was as profound as his viciousness. The mine guard behind him raised his crossbow with the same smile, and the cold arrow silently aimed at the miner who was also an Ursus and could not be covered by his thin clothes. warm bodies.

No one can resist, and no one dares to resist. Starting from the most recent one, infected people went up in groups to draw lots. The guards didn't care about the difference between men and women. They just liked to watch the expressions of these people on the verge of collapse when drawing lots.

Anton saw clearly the infected miners' trembling pupils before drawing lots, their pale lips, full of struggle and desperate expectations, and the corners of their mouths that cracked silently with joy after pulling out ordinary wooden picks.

"No! Give me another chance! Give me another chance! Sir! OK, OK!!!"

A newly infected miner from a different mining area from Anton won the jackpot. The Ursus young man with brown bear ears wrinkled his cheek pitifully. His face could even be torn apart by despair and pleading. The young man frantically asked for help. What came was just a punishment.

"what!!!!!!"

Screams of pain circulated in the open air. The Ursus who had won the jackpot was shot through the thigh by a crossbow arrow. He fell to the ground groaning and sobbing. The guard who shot the crossbow came over impatiently and Pulling out the barbed arrow triggered another scream.

So he slapped him back, causing the young man to spit out half of his teeth, and was dragged away by the guards in confusion.

"I won."

After the young man was drawn, more than ten miners lined up, just like the young man not long ago, a middle-aged Ursus man was drawn with a black lot.

He was obviously an old miner. He was so thin that his bones were about to pop out of his body. The woman behind him was holding a small child. With bright tears in her eyes, she looked at the completely black wooden sign in the lower part of the man's hand. .

They should be a family.

Anton had such a premonition.

The middle-aged man's dark and thin face was expressionless. As if he had practiced it many times, he followed the guard and left obediently without resisting or begging. However, before leaving, he took a deep look at the woman and the child.

His lips moved, and Anton could only read out one sentence: "Don't cry." The rest of the words were swallowed into the man's body and taken to the black sign area aside.

The woman continued to draw lots, but Anton frowned - he could clearly see that the guard captain moved his hands and feet.

What is he doing?

The woman's actions responded to his doubts.

The woman, who was as thin as a middle-aged Ursus, howled miserably, with tears in her eyes, snatched the black sign from the child's hand, exchanged her clean wooden sign for the skinny toddler, and then kissed it Kiss the child's skinny face and throw her to the old woman behind her whose whole face is trembling.

The woman also left with the guard.

What a beast.

The uncontrollable flames in Anton's body rose again. These guards were holding fine steel crossbows and wearing fine cotton clothes. They were sitting in despicable and evil deeds. Their proud expressions were exactly the same as those of the nobleman who had used his donkey against Anton's sister. It's so similar at the moment.

click -

Pain came from the palm of his hand, and Anton's nails carried violence, piercing his skin and adding another wound to the bloody palm.

Chapter 55 Castling

"It's your turn, new minifigure."

The guard captain looked at the calm young man in front of him and moved a finger - he loved to see the collapsed face of such a smart fool when he broke through the defense!

Anton noticed his move, but had no intention of stopping it. The young man just took out the black sign in front of the guard captain, smiled, and put it on the table where the black sign was placed.

The guard captain frowned at Anton's completely unconcerned expression, stared at his ragged clothes with suspicion, and finally called out to the guard behind him and pointed at Anton:

"search!"

Anton still smiled, raised his hands obediently, and showed himself in front of the guards. Sergey behind him decisively drew lots when the guard captain was not paying attention. Sure enough, the colorless lot in Anton's hand was in his hand.

But, it doesn’t matter. I hope you can accept this kind of cheating when I ask you to draw lots.

Anton endured the extremely rough beatings from the guards, mentally preparing for the fate of the guard captain.

He had no worries about Tartarus's ability to fulfill his promise, nor did he doubt whether his action had the purpose of getting himself killed.

Tartarus is his god, and gods are omnipotent.

If the proud red dragon wanted to kill him, he would never use such a despicable method. How could the god give up the toy at hand when faced with the clamor of ants?

Anton is that toy.

"go!"

The guard behind him was pushing him vigorously, but Anton didn't care at all and smiled.

Entering the Black Sign Miners team, it is interesting to observe the despair of the young miners and the silent affection of the couple.

Other infected people have already become numb.

……

"All stand up!"

Anton and the others were pushed by the guards into the endless desolate tundra. The beautiful snowfield, which was completely different from the dark and dirty environment of the mine, made Anton's mood improve unconsciously. He took a deep breath of the cold air in the wilderness and stared straight into his eyes. Like the lungs, it seems that this thing is used to commemorate the passing of life.

"Now you can run away. Those who can dodge the arrows can escape. Those who can't escape will have to die here! Do you like this gift?!!! Huhuhahahahaha!!!"

Anton was not touched by the man's humorless jokes, but the others around him were shaking in fear.

The young man who had been shot through the thigh wailed and wanted to run away, but he stumbled to the ground and could only squirm with tears and snot.

The miner couple looked at each other, the man smiled, kissed the woman on the face, and slowly began to move forward.

The first to go will be the first to be hit by the crossbow.

Behind him, a sickening high-pitched laugh sounded as expected.

The guards' pupils were narrowed, their eyes were wide open, their mouths were wide open, and the smelly saliva was left on their tongues. The guard captain watched the prey in ecstasy as it walked far away in the wilderness, and the sharp laughter spread endlessly in his throat.

They were not worried at all that anyone could escape - the surrounding area of ​​the mine was too peaceful, and the pale scene eliminated any possibility of hiding. The dirty black cloth on the infected miners was the best indicator, and all it took was a light shot. …

Guhehehehehehehehe! ! ! ! ! !

The guard captain, who could no longer restrain his animalistic nature, raised his crossbow and was about to shoot!

The laughter gradually stopped, and the man stopped and stood quietly in the snow, waiting for the crossbow arrow to pass through his chest. The barbed arrow would surely pierce his heart easily and bring everything to an end.

The man closed his eyes.

five four three two one……!

The pain I imagined didn't come at all.

The man waited for a while, but could not sense the perverted and fanatical killing intent. He took a deep breath and turned his head.

Ursus's mine guards strangled their necks one by one, suppressing their cheeks to turn red. They had already thrown their crossbows into the snow behind them, and were very vigilant about staying away from the miners who were likely to resist.

However, it is useless.

The woman in the infected couple could see it clearly. Starting from the guard captain who was the first to be attacked, to the last guard who was gearing up to shoot a crossbow, all the Ursus guards were cyanotic and struggling to breathe.

Their chests kept rising and falling, their nostrils flared widely, and a few guards with hideous faces even showed their black nose hairs - but it was of no use.

They couldn't make a sound, couldn't breathe in oxygen, and didn't have any strength left to resist. From strangling their necks to falling down, they couldn't make a sound. They could only spread out their twisted palms in despair, and fell to the ground whimpering. on the ground.

"Glad to see you're okay, Anton."

A clear and elegant voice sounded nearby, and the woman followed the sound, only to find that the empty space suddenly distorted, and a layer of strange fluid dispersed silently. The woman opened her mouth in shock:

About five hundred people, densely packed black-clad pickets exhaled hot air in the snow - they did not move or say a word, just watching the ugly appearance of the mine guards, and at the critical moment, they defeated the enemy with one blow.

"save--"

The infected young man beside Anton howled and tried to ask for help, but was punched in the face by Anton. The other half of his teeth flew out from his mouth, and he collapsed to the ground in pain.

"If you make any more noise, I will beat you to death."

Anton kicked the crying coward before saluting Tartarus with reverence:

"Leader Tata, Anton has completed the mission! I have recorded the structure diagram and specific location of the guard team, and I will lead everyone to capture the entire mine immediately!"

"Very good, Mr. Anton, we will remember your and Sergey's efforts. Come on, Anton, join our team!"

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