The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Sure enough, Xi's attention was completely attracted by the sister who exposed her. When she mentioned the sister who said she was brave but was actually afraid of loneliness, Miss Xi also started to speak mercilessly:

"It sounds like she is so awesome! I still remember how she cried so hard when the others went out to play together and left her alone in the cave! She actually called me a coward?! Huh?!"

Although Xi was still a little touched when she learned that Nian had traveled thousands of miles from Alphonsus, the capital of Kazdaele, to Athens, but when she heard that Nian was so disrespectful to her, Xi also began to rudely expose Nian. The embarrassing thing is coming.

After all, who and whom are the incarnations of Sui Xiang? They have known each other since they were born. Everyone knows who has a dark history. It’s just that they are holding each other’s back and no one is willing to break it. But in the end, this sister actually revealed the dirty information Did you tell it? !

Then don't blame me for being rude!

"Come on, come on, come on! Let me see where my stupid, stubborn and stubborn little sister has gone!"

"Annian" is coming soon, but before Xi continues to reveal the strange news about "Nian", the voice that Kong Ming hears every day begins to chirp on the edge of Athens. The three people present are even more discerning, and Miss Xi's face suddenly darkens.

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"What are you talking about, you stupid guy?! You hide and cry when no one is with you!!!"

"!!! What did you say?! Da Xigua is too timid to hide in a cave and dare not run out!"

"you……"

The extremely annoyed Xi Bao immediately jumped out of Hao Zhao's sea of ​​​​consciousness, and rushed towards Nian with a fierce look on his face. Looking at Nian's menacing appearance, the two sisters were afraid that they were going to start a passionate boxing match in the city of Athens.

"What a sensible girl."

Kong Ming looked at Xi Bao who was quickly withdrawing step by step, and smiled particularly kindly.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me. I don't believe you don't know how to hide it from her."

Hao Zhao looked at Xi picking up a paintbrush and drawing a long sword and Nian Ding Dang Dang, who casually cast the metal long sword, and crossed his arms.

"...Leisan is really destroyed, and even the original body cannot be saved."

Kong Ming whispered.

"His dreams and persistence are all here. Burning himself for these things was the decision he made three years ago. It would be a happy death if he died well."

Thinking of the young man who was burning with anger and unwilling to settle for anything, Hao Zhao spread his arms and commented calmly.

"But I was very uncomfortable and miserable."

Kong Ming had no intention of being comforted by Hao Zhao. Like him, he moved his eyes away from the fighting Nian Xi and turned to look in the opposite direction to Alphonse - that is where the Ussians were about to come. direction.

"He wants to cure the infected, he wants Sakaz to have a place to live, he wants the creatures on Terra to live like human beings, and he wants this world without compassion to be a little gentler."

"During Lysandral's reign, there was no war except for the unification of Kazdaele. Sarkaz of Kazdare severed his connection with the 'things' in his blood and lived peacefully."

The man's eyes were filled with blood, and he said the judgment coldly:

"Usas, Victoria, Rembillion, Rutland, Colombia, Casimir, Letania, Sami, oh, and Sargon, how dare they, how can they hurt Resandral What’s the legacy left to the world?”

"Hao Zhao, I want them all to die here, okay?"

No.16 Ursus?

Gildas is not a very famous mobile city in Ursus.

As you can tell from the name, it is incompatible with the famous cities of Ursus. It is just very close to the border, so it was given a name that is a mixture of Kazdaer modern language and Ursus language with unknown meaning.

Even the Ursus noble who joined Gildas was not a person of noble blood or outstanding achievements - he was just an insignificant and lucky person during the war launched by the late Ursus Emperor that swept through half of Terra.

Time is the eraser of memory. Sometimes the effect is excellent, sometimes the effect is average, but it always has an effect. The fall of the late Emperor Ursus and the tragic defeats that started with the Wudong War made this eraser more effective for Gil. Das's influence was particularly great.

At least the lord of Gildas, the "lucky Baron Waghda", has forgotten his ruthless bravery when he was risking his life in the ice and snow "many" years ago, leaving only the only gift that time has given him:

With good maintenance day in and day out, his weight has successfully exceeded the 230 kilogram mark, and he is now working hard to reach [-] kilograms.

The abdominal muscles that used to be comparable to those of a strong man in Sakaz are gone. The clothes he wore in battle many years ago are kept in the innermost part of the exhibition room. As proof of Waghdad's glory in creating a small military aristocracy, there is a thick layer on his hands. The calluses fell off after careful conditioning, and it was difficult for the fat fingers to even pick up weapons.

Handsome and healthy in the past, he is now a wealthy and wealthy man. With the "support" of the residents of Gildas, Baron Wagda has successfully made his past a fantasy. Everyone who sees him now will probably not think that this fat boy They will be the handsome Ursus soldiers who carried the flag for the late emperor.

Naturally neither did the Ursus soldiers who searched his mansion.

"Old fellow! Hurry up and tell me where everything is, otherwise," the arrogant officer snorted contemptuously: "Your toilet with a layer of gold foil will soon receive a head!"

He stared maliciously at the trembling Baron Waghda, his ferocious eyes moving back and forth on the trembling fat on his body:

"The whole Baron family was killed because the toilet exploded while going to the toilet. I don't think you have any good thoughts on this news, right?"

"Of course, Sir, the things are all in the basement. I understand the rules and regulations. I will help the Sir pick them out later. [-]% will go to those who are here, [-]% will go to the Sir, and the remaining [-]% will go to the top. "

The obese Baron Ursus was sweating profusely, and he had been wiping sweat from his hands since the group of big-headed soldiers broke into his house. The handkerchief washed clean by the maid was full of sweat stains:

There were so many Ursus soldiers coming to Gildas that even veterans like Baron Wagda, who had been worn down by life and were worthless, realized something was wrong!

Considering that the situation in Ursus has been like a high-pressure cylinder about to burst since the emperor ascended the throne, Waghda, who has received the news of the death of Lysandral, the Lord of Kazdare, has had many bad premonitions.

It was so similar that the memories of the war started by the late emperor suddenly began to reverberate in Baron Wagda's mind, making him more and more anxious and uncomfortable. He just wanted to seize the opportunity and leave here immediately. , far away from Kazdaele, far away from this

The storm has nothing to do with him anymore.

——As we all know, before Ursus starts a war, the emperor or parliament must maintain a relatively tacit understanding with the military. In order to strengthen the military's fighting spirit and let them send soldiers or animals to die, both sides will resolutely send some bad debts Calculate it directly into the previous loss.

Even in the former emperor's era, in order for the Ursus army to take action immediately, they had to suffer this "small loss" at the beginning.

"I, I still have a few safe houses in Gildas, and there are some good things in them. I wonder if sir is interested?"

While Baron Waghda led the search chief towards the treasure room at high speed, he seized the opportunity to ask tentative questions. The hint in his words was very obvious:

In Ursus, when nobles openly mention the words safe house, wealth, and good things to someone, it often does not mean that it is their prepared transfer base - those things are connected with wealth and life, and no one will want to expose them. There is only one secret, a "safe house" that can be told to outsiders:

A secret room where nobles kept their mistresses and had fun.

Baron Wagda has lived in Gildas for many years and has many mistresses and illegitimate children. He has many such secret houses.

"You?" The officer looked at Baron Waghda up and down, with undisguised disdain on his face: "What good things can be found in this remote little place?"

"I am somewhat of a thin man in Gildas. After the late emperor conquered the other countries, many Ursus people came here. There are always benefits when there are more people. Just like this Gildas, I discovered Many beauties!”

Wagda hunched over and led the officers into the basement, pried open the base of a vase, and then peeled off a layer of skin on his right arm with some pain. No blood came out, and the officer realized it was simulated skin made with magic.

——This group of nobles indeed has some skills. At least they must have the ability to prevent the rebels who broke into the house from getting all their belongings.

The officer watched Wagda diligently stuff a flesh card under the base of the vase, and his murderous intention towards Wagda dissipated a lot.

As we all know, the Ursus military has always been notorious when it comes to taking action. Talking about credibility with them is as ridiculous as believing that the weather in the north of Ursus is warm and like spring all year round. It is natural for senior nobles such as counts, marquis, and dukes to protect them and leave. Baron Ursus grabbed a lot of young nobles and wanted to leave unscathed?

Rather than spending time and effort to protect them, the officer was more willing to find an opportunity to send the baron to the suburbs and kill him directly.

In Ursus, death is always one of the best ways to keep secrets.

The bookshelf opened, revealing the equipment filled with it. The officer glanced at it and recognized it as an old Ursus uniform. It looked dusty and had obviously not been maintained for a few times.

Not to mention the officers, even Baron Waghda had no interest in looking at such damaged weapons. The Ursusian fumbled around on one of the weapons and soon found a dent. He put his finger in and clicked it. A small black dial was pulled out.

The dial is very small, with an overall size of less than two knuckles, and it is hidden very deep. If Wagda himself had not opened it himself, a careless soldier would have collapsed in front of the first layer of cover.

After the baron entered the password, the thick stone wall inside the secret compartment opened with a loud bang. The officer opened his eyes wide in shock and was attracted by the jewels inside.

A smile appeared on Waghda's face:

He was so familiar with this greed that as long as he seized the opportunity, his life could be saved.

As for those mistresses and illegitimate children?

He can't even protect himself, so who will care about them!

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Stories like that of Baron Waghda were repeated many times a day across the Ursus border.

No.17 Chernobog

"Boris and Rostova, I always think that the two count are sane and intelligent even among the new rich. They are very knowledgeable about Ursus' plight and future. Therefore, I think you should understand more. Chernobyl The sacrifice of character is nothing.”

The middle-aged man's calm Ussian language was filled with cruel determination. The white-haired Feilin looked down at the noisy appearance of Chernobog through the exquisite decoration of the Earl's mansion indifferently, and his cold eyes looked directly at the upcoming event through the brief calm. destroy.

"I order you to give up resistance immediately, unite all the nobles of Chernobog, and come to the parliament hall. I will tell them the order from the emperor and the latest decision of the Ursus military - to self-defeat The defeat of the Eastern War has begun, and the support of Holy Castle to Chernobog is obvious to all, and now, it is time for Qicheng to repay Ursus..."

The language from the imperial envoy suddenly shocked the two confused nobles of the mobile city. Chernobog's sacrifice, noble integration, emperor's order, reward...these terms were running around in their minds, passing through them. It hit the brain through the brainstem, and finally gathered into a roar that the Ursus could not forget.

In the roar of spring thunder that explodes the ice and snow, new nobles, old nobles, ordinary Ursus people, and even the infected must contribute everything to the advancement of the Ursus chariot - those who have the ability can Eat your share of this wild feast.

As for who the materials for the feast come from, who uses flesh and blood as fuel for cooking, and whether these people can eat even a little bit of scraps... This is not the question of the Ursus nobles.

issues to consider.

Count Boris, who was the mayor of Chernobog at the time, and his best partner Count Rostova quickly realized the solemnity and temptation in the words of the imperial envoy. Because of the last big change, the two got the opportunity to serve as retinues from the old nobles. How could the earl, who had emerged as a new rich man, say no?

Almost at the moment when the middle-aged envoy with eyes that looked like a cat and a snake finished vaguely hinting at the hint, the two emerging nobles, whose ambition and greed had never faded from their bodies, stood up to say goodbye, concealing their excitement, and walked out of the reception room menacingly. go out.

"That's why I like these newborn ants so much. They are weak, ignorant, unable to see the future, but have greed and desire that are not worthy of their status. Ha, what an interesting defective product!"

Another body chosen by the Grand Duke of Cosiche, another walking corpse that obeys the spiritual will of the Ursus kingdom "Black Snake", the legendary undead monster Cosiche weaves everything he needs as always, but this time it is simple Quickly, even the wily man couldn't help but sigh.

As expected, every move of the late emperor who brazenly launched the war that swept across Terra was meaningful. The old nobles who had eaten their fill of wealth and lives were no longer the sharp spears of Ursus. They were expected to burn on the front line. It is better to think about how to get these people to reasonably donate the wealth they have embezzled for many years from their homes to the treasury of Ursus.

The existence of the new aristocracy is the first stab that the late old emperor stabbed the old aristocracy.

They have no foundation, so they can only quickly unite and flatter the emperor; they have no wealth, so they can only fight bravely, exchanging their lives for a few pieces of paper randomly printed by Shengjun Castle; they have no channels, so they can only unite with each other to control the channels The old nobleman who was blocked used the knife.

This group of lucky people who stood out from the war are not satisfied yet, let alone awakened from the past glory of Ursus. It is extremely difficult to impress them with suffering and awakening, but as long as they are connected with the colorful little things printed by the Holy Horse Castle, At the same time, ambitions and desires that are not in line with their abilities always make the new rich obedient.

Whether it's the last war or this one, these lusty guys are always so useful.

Kosich felt the two upstarts leaving in a hurry, and a cold smile broke out on his pale face.

The significance of Chernobog?Attack fortresses, provide supplies, rest bases, and maintain islands?

No, the only thing this city that has been sentenced to death can do is to immediately set off to the north, meet with other selected cities in the tundra, and then together as sacrifices, go to the north in exchange for Return to the warlock legion left there.

At that time, the city bombardment warlock legion and internal guards, as well as a large number of ordinary combat troops, will be able to crush Kazdaele's resistance, and use the wail of the demons as the first cry of the Ursus chariot to continue its conquest.

There is no need to worry about whether Chernobog and other sacrificial cities will affect the next round of evolution of the spirits. The experience brought by the long years has allowed Kosich to naturally understand how to reuse these wastes:

As early as the eve of the Udong War, Black Snake, who was the will of Ursus, had already realized that the war that forged Ursus into an iron-blooded chariot was about to end, and a fragmented future was waiting for Ursus. visit.

Of course he was prepared for this. As a noble family member who has been a duke since the Hippogriff Empire, the Grand Duke of Cosiche can do a lot of things in this aggressive ancient country. As cities controlled by new nobles like Chernobog gradually became wealthy, no one knew how many legendary incantations were engraved in the city's buildings and fell silent.

How Nightmare Khan and Aslan Pasha once defeated the spirits in the Foehn Hotlands has always been the focus of Black Snake research, but now the situation is different:

When Khan fought against the spirits, the monsters now called demons devoured fear and evolved continuously. Khan could use the fear of others to manifest his troops to fight. The empty-headed puppet defeated the Foehn and the Hot Earth with the clang of the blade across its head.

But... the North itself is evolving just like the demons.

Khan's victory over them seemed to have awakened a certain will that existed in the north. After being disturbed, he woke up from his sleep and angrily drove the entire evil demon to a new evolution - the evil demon once fed on fear, but now But as long as it is realized, the demon itself can gain emotional evolution!

Therefore, Ursus' Scourge Corps was firmly trapped in the north and could never leave.

However, a certain period of Yan Kingdom's history also attracted Black Snake's attention:

In that war that defeated all the gods and broke with the beast, the real dragon used some weird technology. He cursed several cities, extracted the souls and emotions of the sacrifices, and used these things to some kind of underworld. The being in the world made a wish and promoted himself to a giant beast on the same level as the black snake, the old beast and other immortals!

All that was left in place was the empty shell of the head, which was driven by the ascended true dragon and became a bargaining chip to defeat the Sui Beast.

——You only need to intercept part of the spell that extracts the emotion-controlled soul, and a "monster" that can temporarily resist the evil in the north can be born!

Chapter 18 My name is Joseph ([-])

"Good morning, Miss Zoya, although I will leave Chernobog soon, I still wish you a happy morning, noon, and night!"

The short Ursus boy smiled broadly at the girl he happened to meet and waved cheerfully.

The middle-aged woman next to him also saw the gray-haired girl, pursed her dry lips, and followed

The son waved to the girl and said hello:

"Good morning, little Zoya, didn't Mr. Police Officer take you to the training ground for training today?"

She is a skinny woman, and life has worn away the health and liveliness that youth brought her, leaving only her dry and dehydrated lips, which are pale and pursed, as gray as the gray hair that ages prematurely.

The girl who originally didn't want to respond to the boy frowned when she saw the dry Ursus woman, but finally put a smile on her face, waved her hand in response, and walked over while explaining:

"The situation in Qicheng has changed recently. The police station is also having a meeting. My father also has a meeting to go to today. There is not enough food at home, so I just happened to go out and buy some bread."

As we got closer, the girl's face became clearer. She was a girl who looked ordinary at first, but could only be seen with a hint of charm after seeing her often. She had brown-gray hair, red eyes, and the most common bear ears in Ursus. She was also dressed like a Terra girl. The upper body is a common windbreaker with complicated stripes, and the lower body is covered with cold-proof black stockings common in Ursus on the two legs, but he wears sneakers that are easy to move quickly.

Well, just by looking at it, you can tell that it is an outfit that can make the Luper tribe with a keen sense of smell frown and take three steps back if they don't bathe often.

As Zoya approached, the skinny Ursus woman nervously clenched the thick cloth bag in her hand. Her son could greet Zoya nonchalantly, but she could not feel close to the police officer's child:

Her husband, old Dzhugashvili, was just a shoemaker. He could be seen everywhere in the streets of Usas, carrying the stench of high-concentration shoe polish, making food for rich people or traveling to Chernobog. How can a passer-by in the business, who shines and repairs shoes, get much close to the daughter of a police officer?

Old Dzhugashvili could only buy bread in a bakery where the highest-end products were only white bread, but Zoya could often go there with her father, a police officer, and Dzhugashvili's family was not allowed in. How can we hang out with such people when we have dinner in a restaurant?

She couldn't help but feel worried about the future of her family and children, just like when she was young and followed her father, who was working hard to farm outside the mobile city, weeding.

At that time, the woman was carefree. The endless ice and snow that had been there since Ursus was a Hippogriff, and the occasional grass blades that popped up when the cold faded in the summer, could make her happy and joyful. A blade of grass can blow all evening.