A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

"boom!"

Cloris didn't care too much, she pulled the trigger, and the roaring ammunition blasted a large group of skeleton insects behind her to pieces, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

She couldn't give up the only spare oil lamp left, so she could only run with the lamp.

In the mist, it is safer to hide in the shadows and not to be seen.

As far as Cloris understands, the mist has the property of teleportation, but the method of activation is unknown, or there may be a portal similar to a "wormhole" in the mist, but it is not something she can find.

With the help of the dim light, Cloris could only confirm that she was still in the ruins, surrounded by ruined walls and half-collapsed buildings. The architectural style and scale were similar to Area 48, so she should not be too far away.

The girl tried her best to run on the avenue of the ruins. Even in the past thousands of years, traces of the official road can be vaguely seen in the ancient city. Where there is an official road, there is a road leading to the outside.

It's just that even Cloris is not sure whether this road is heading towards [Outpost Watch], or whether it is going deep into the ancient kingdom.

She planned to find a less dangerous place to hide and wait for the fog to dissipate. Area 48 is not a foggy area. As long as she is still nearby, the tide of the fog will always recede.

Cloris wiped her sweat and planned to take a rest in the corner of the house, but suddenly, the sewer manhole cover was opened, and a hook claw with a forked arm climbed up, staring at it with the eyeballs clustered like fish eggs on its shoulders. girl.

"Endless!" Cloris left in the opposite direction with the lamp, running all the way.

How can there be any safety in such a place?The strange monsters are becoming more and more active, twisted things are emerging one after another, the surrounding eaves are covered with pupae or eggs, and terrible insects are multiplying.

"boom!"

After running for two hours, there was a sudden sound of gunfire in the distance, and a burning flame rose into the sky, followed by intensive gunfire, hacking, and shouting.

someone!

If the opponent kept the light source and was not teleported by the mist, then it would not be too far from the outpost!

Putting away her excitement, Cloris put the gun under her coat and fumbled carefully.

……

"Clorice! Where are you! Brito! Waylon! Arty!"

Cloris suddenly disappeared in the mist, and even Naina had no time to get there. At the same time, the thick fog seemed to cut off the direction, and the movement of the previous battle suddenly subsided, and the surroundings were as dead as a tomb.

Naina picked up the lantern, glanced at the watch with dangling hands, and pulled herself together. In order to find Cloris, she had to face the risk of exposing herself to the monster and enter the fog.

A quarter of an hour later, watching the elves go away, a cloak with a galaxy under the hood came lightly.

She took off her hood, revealing a beautiful face that was slightly powdered and younger than Cloris. The petite body was no different from a plate of delicious food in a world where monsters were rampant, but the girl did not show any signs of fear. Most adults are more mature and calm.

Her name is Vivian, and she is an adult. Perhaps because of malnutrition when she was young, the 26-year-old still does not exceed 150 centimeters.

The woman is weak and deceitful, but she has a rather resounding name in the dark world, "planning".

The Secret League, whose divine court located in the dreamland spans time and space, is rumored to be established by some ancient gods in the lower realm to resist the invasion of the abyss.After the ancient gods fell asleep one after another, the secret alliance fell apart and gradually became a platform for contact and trading of various forces in the dark world. The scope of activities covered the lower fog layer to the entire deep realm.

In the secret alliance, no one knows the origin of the plan, and no one knows her true face, but members of the secret alliance can always buy all kinds of gossip from her, and ask her to formulate various highly feasible evil actions, Even if it involves the realm of the god-endowed, there has never been a single case of crimes planned and designed.

As for whether or not the donor dies during the process, the planner doesn't care, she only guarantees that the business can be done, so anyone can be a part of the plan.

The plan that never failed has now failed.

"Touch of the Void, how could someone create such a symbol?" The woman walked into the silent circus and muttered to herself, "The carving of the Ring of the Void...Olic the Key Holder? But the teacher said that the Key Holder died Angel Yu Zhi’s conspiracy, so is he the successor? Since he is a disciple who possesses such a personal artifact, then the miscalculation is not my fault..." Greedy light appeared in her eyes, and the Milky Way was flickering, "The ring of disaster The clue is in Tianshu, and the ring of secrets is in that little guy's hand..."

The Ring of the Void is not only a clue leading to the supreme wonder, but also represents status. The owner of each ring is the leader of the leading faction.

After the teacher-innovator who planned it urged all parties to kill the leader who was close to the sainthood, he didn't care about the Ring of Disaster, and only told her the information, leaving the choice to the students.

This is a difficult road and a test.

However, the blessing of [Galaxy], which was planned to be bestowed on the deep space sages by the reformers through the mighty power of Tianshu, does not fit well with the disaster omen.

And now, the secret treasure that is easier to obtain is in front of her eyes, how can she not salivate?

Taking away the Ring of the Void and gaining recognition, she will be the chief of the key holders, which is far more valuable than the fragmented calamity chart.

The planner was happy, she hid her involuntary smile, looked at the purple magic box on the ground, and reprimanded the devil lying on it: "What are you doing, I have driven you crazy at this moment What, release the mist!?"

"Lord...man..." The devil stretched out his arms towards her.

At the same time, the headless corpse on the ground also raised its hand and made the same sound.

"!" Planning originally wanted to recycle the goblin's spirit vein symbol as a sacrifice material for summoning evil things, but now she found that the goblin not only did not die, but stood up staggeringly.

"I am a mushroom." Broken Neck said.

"Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka, you are the greatest performer in the world, act and finish your curtain, Ka Ka Ka Ka!" But the clown costume made a different sound.

Planning to wrap the spiral arms around the Milky Way, as if facing an enemy, she took out a dagger and waited for it. However, the headless goblin ignored her, but put away the box, and ran towards the mist amidst the devil's "master" call for help ——

"Master? What master? Kaisang, who is Kaisang? I am the master of Kaisang? No, I am a mushroom, Kakaka!" It bounced and jumped, and when it broke its neck, only the voice remained, "My head Well, where did my head go! No matter, find the head first! Kakaka, you are the greatest performer!"

424. Contact

The fire was loud, and squeaking creatures screamed and rushed forward.Each of them is no more than [-] centimeters long, with a smooth head, needle-like mouthparts shrunk in the holes at the tip, fleshy and fleshy bodies covered with dense blood vessels, the forelimbs are degenerated to only granulation, and the hind legs are strong and powerful, standing like a bird They only like to fight cocks, they jump from side to side comically, and use their mouthparts to send out suicide stabs like enemies.

"Team six are on top, and team four is setting up a defensive line on the arch bridge in front, and the rest are evacuating in an orderly manner!"

A few hours ago, Passido was still complacent about the fact that he had shady the enemy and harvested a huge amount of treasure, but now, he only hoped that nothing happened, that he did not have an evil relationship with Brito, and that he could be in the suspense. Suotai had an extra day of preparation time, instead of staring at the deadly enemy and making hasty calculations.

The mist natural disaster is called a natural disaster, but its threat to human beings is actually not as good as some catastrophes, because the mist will enter the active period every hundreds of years, affecting the circulation and changes of the entire world, lasting for several years or even decades wait.Driven by the mist, huge islands will rise up, and ancient cities will fall. Generally speaking, although the people affected by the disaster will suffer huge losses, there are also some areas that will harvest new resources and land, and people will have enough time to migrate. Avoiding the "slow" fog activities, it is difficult for most people to feel the mighty power of fog and natural disasters from the micro level.

The misty tide is also a periodic phenomenon that exists worldwide. In essence, it is no different from the misty natural disasters, except that the activities are more frequent, the scope of influence is smaller, and there are regional differences.

Over the long years, human beings have already summed up the activity rules of the mist tide, and developed a method of deduction and calculation, supplemented by divination, which can basically predict the time of the mist tide in various places stably, with an error of no more than two weeks.This is also the basis for many explorers to choose expedition time.

Logically speaking, Passido shouldn't have encountered the fog tide. In just half a day, the fog covered dozens of kilometers and shrouded Area 48 in "mist". As time went by, they The fog area you are in will be thicker, and more and more fog creatures will appear in front of you.

If there is anything that makes Pasido tremble more than those lone evil monsters, it is this kind of "worm" that seems to be fragile, but reproduces in a large group, and doesn't care about the number of populations at all. All their impulses are In order to expand the living space, launch a life-threatening charge against potential competitors.

"Fuck!"

The flames compressed by the flamethrower swept away the group of monsters in front of them, and the corrosive blood mist filled the air. Under the high temperature, the bodies of those monsters slowly swelled and became transparent, like a sac filled with fluid, and burst with a pop The strong acid splashed around.

"Uhhhh!"

An explorer's body was corroded by acid. He covered his face and screamed, partially melted, and forgot the flamethrower in his hand. The monsters immediately found the gap and jumped like ducks to the market.

"Cross the bridge! Cross the bridge!"

Passido yelled desperately, he looked at the Sixth Team who had lost their armor and armor, just to run faster, and the Fourth Team who were fighting in the second line of defense, ready to run away at any time, and looked down again. The arched bridge of the third line of defense, listening to the nightmare screams of those monsters, he loaded a shell into the hand cannon and aimed it at the base of the bridge.

"Captain! Ah——"

The members of the sixth team ran out of the last source crystal fuel and were turning around to escape, but they were crushed by the monster covering the ground. Those who ran a few steps were not able to rejoice that their teammates died in front, and saw Pasido The act of loading a shell into a hand cannon.

His despair aroused the vigilance of the fourth team, which was already in a slump, and they turned around——

"Leader! What are you doing! Leader!"

"boom!"

Rumbling crash into the river.

Pasido couldn't escape, he could only retreat steadily. This could slow down the progress of the evil thing, and secondly, it could unite the team around him.If you panic and crash across the board, explorers who lose their will to fight will only die faster.

The sixth team's equipment has been exhausted, and they have lost their value. Although the team members behind Pacido feel sad, they are terrified of Paxido's decision-making, and they are afraid that it will fall on their own heads, but they are also grateful for the luck.

They were not the ones who died, and blowing up the bridge made it easier to hinder the progress of those monsters.

In order to appease the team members, Passido said: "This is a necessary sacrifice! The rest of the team retreats, and the first team stays here with me, blocking everyone for 10 minutes. We will meet up in the alchemy workshop behind!"

In this way, the objections of the teammates are much smaller.

Five minutes later, the desperate four teams jumped into the river one after another. Most of them were washed away by the rushing water, but a small number of those who resisted resolutely were surrounded and killed by monsters in a blink of an eye because their teammates abandoned their defenses and there was a gap in the defense.

After the monster approached the river bank with a drop of nearly two meters, it confronted the team led by Passido far away.

Passido, who was still flesh and blood, squeezed sweat in the other palm.

Half a minute later, the heads of those monsters poked around the bank, but did not cross the river, and spread directly along the river bank to both sides.

"call……"

Passido heard about the monster, "Lomirdas", which translates to "needle-beaked beast". They can extend their mouthparts by nearly one meter to detect smells and melt animals with acid. After smoking, after the arch bridge was blown up and blocked by the river, those monsters lost most of their scent traces.

If he didn't know the needle-beaked beast's way of finding the enemy, Passido would not have stayed here to "intercept".

With the destruction of the four teams and six teams, the Amethyst Expedition Group directly lost one-third of its manpower, and most of the treasures were abandoned when they ran away.

"Damn the weather daily!" Passido cursed, "When I get back, I will definitely sue the group of dogs who are eating vegetarian food!"

Although the Church of the Stars and the Explorers' Guild stand behind the Weather Daily, the more than 2 explorers who are in deep distress should not be underestimated. Under the collective prosecution, there is a real possibility of getting a share of the pie.

The premise is that you have to get out alive.

……

After arriving at the destination following the sound of gunfire, Cloris finally saw a group of explorers who were in a hurry and exhausted physically and mentally.

The girl spied on the roof.

They seemed to be members of the Amethyst Expedition Group, but Cloris' attention was not on these people. She stared at the handsome man with the lantern in the center, and she was particularly impressed.

Onix Talbotden, one of the explorers who invited her to join the team, got to know Lolo Lula later, and found out that this guy was actually a well-dressed beast working as a slave under his elegant appearance.

Then, the purpose of his invitation to Cloris can be imagined.

How could such a slave trader be with the Amethyst expedition?

slave……

Cloris immediately thought of what the goblin said.

Someone wants to turn her into a slave.

This made the girl furious. She was innocent and harmless all her life, and had never offended anyone. She really couldn't figure out how to provoke such a dangerous person.

The only possibility Cloris could think of was that the black hand behind the scenes was plotting against her.

This seems to explain it.

"Then..." Cloris became murderous.

Capture Onix Talbotden, and you'll be able to interrogate who the "disciple" in the dark is!

As if Onix Talboden had sensed it, he raised his head and looked at Cloris' position. The girl hurriedly fled into the shadows.

"What, Mr. Talbotden?" The captain of the second team asked back.He is a slender, cunning rat man, his body is low, less than 150 centimeters, a tail like a big earthworm drags on the ground, covered with mud.

Onix Talboden said: "It felt like someone was following me."

After saying that, more than a dozen team members took out their guns, waist knives, spells or spell-casting materials in unison, and stood ready.

After waiting and watching for a while, I didn't notice any movement. At this time, another team also came from the adjacent block to meet up. The captain of the third team asked, "What's going on?"

"Mr. Talboden senses something."

The two captains exchanged glances, and the captain of the third team said: "Walker, Takibri, Favalit, you go and investigate."

The three investigators who were named should be, two of them cautiously headed into the dark alley, and one of them deftly climbed onto the roof, taking care of each other.

The Ratman, the captain of the second team, ordered: "Follow up, keep a distance of 50 meters."

In the dark alley, Favalit moved forward with a lamp, and Walter released a red rat with a long and thin nose into the jar.This kind of rat can smell the breath of souls with a radius of hundreds of meters, and after training, it can also identify the traces and flow direction of the impenetrable breath. Even if a ghost passed by half an hour ago, it can also detect special "footprints".

"Hey, I really don't want to be in this investigative position right now," Favalit looked around. One of his eyes is a special monocular telescopic device, which can capture all kinds of clues. He complained as he walked. , "Who would have thought that there would be fog at this time? If we escape late and the fog intensifies, we will all have to fall here!"

Usually scouts are the safest. They have the ability to detect danger far beyond their teammates and can avoid risks in advance. If they find an enemy, they can withdraw immediately and let their teammates fight on top.

But it's different in the fog. The fog itself can block most of people's inspiration and suppress the mysterious characteristics of superhumans. There are also all kinds of weird things hidden in it. Going to investigate in this situation, to put it bluntly, is to try with one's life Cannon fodder!

But the captain's order cannot be opposed, so he can only complain in a low voice in front.

"Say a few words, save your strength and run," Walter has more experience, he said, "It takes time for the fog to spread, and it also takes time for the evil things in the fog to invade. If you run carelessly, you will only hit their lair. It's been less than half a day since it spread to our place, so it's not as dangerous as you think."

After walking for a while, Red Rat suddenly quickened his pace.

"It's really moving!" Favalit said awe-inspiringly.

"Follow up and have a look." Walter pulled out his waist knife and clenched the short gun with his left hand.

The ammunition in his gun is not lethal ammunition, but soothing tranquilizers.

As a scout, he rarely had the chance to fight head-on. Instead of provoking those monsters that were hard to die with lethal firepower, it was better to give them a good night's sleep.Even if they can't sleep, it can weaken their aggressiveness.

Following Red Rat through the alley, Takiburi also climbed over the roofs and watched Red Rat's trajectory.

"Strange, Hongsha lost the clue." Halfway through, Walker stopped with the red mouse, squatted down, and watched the squeaky little mouse in front of him spinning around in place, looking left and right.

"You mouse is unreliable," Favalit said after inspecting for a while, "There is nothing here."