Ark's Journey to the Demon God

Chapter 6 Coming in droves

Chernobog, military headquarters.

This facility was established after the Fourth Army was transferred out of Qicheng. The Fourth Army, which was regarded as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh by the Marquis of Dunker, finally completely gave up everything in Qicheng, leaving this industrially developed city to Fourth Army.

The Marquis of Dunker had never had such a high-spirited moment. He mobilized a lot of resources to build a magnificent headquarters for himself in the central city of Checheng, and set up the offices of all the officers of the Fourth Army. Move here.

Letting all his subordinates work under his nose, Marquis Dunkel exerted the ruler's desire for control.

Sitting in his office, the Marquis of Dunker was very ambitious. Now he has completely controlled the city at his feet. Power and wealth are at his fingertips!

Bang bang bang!

A rapid knock on the door came from outside the office, interrupting Marquis Dunkel's comfort. He subconsciously took his legs off the desk and said, "Come in."

squeak-

The heavy solid wood door was pushed open, and Aktos, Ratatos and Andorn lined up and walked into the office.

"Yes

You three..."

Dunkel nodded. If there were any officers in the Fourth Army that he absolutely trusted, it could only be the three in front of him.

Aktos and Ratatos, two officers known for their neatness and ability. After joining the Fourth Army, they were promoted repeatedly due to their ability and loyalty. Now both of them have reached the rank of major.

And this Andorn...

Dunkel blinked. Ever since Andorn was introduced to the Fourth Army by Aktos, his performance has been good. However, his behavior is not like a pure officer, but more like a military officer. …Fr.

Of course Andorn himself is very capable, but he is more like a clergyman. Is it because he is a Sakota?

But it doesn't matter. For Dunkel, the personality and style of his subordinates have nothing to do with him. After all, as long as his subordinates are useful, it will be fine.

"What's the matter, three young men?"

"Your Majesty the Marquis..." Ratatos hesitated to speak. She looked at Aktos and nudged the silly bear next to her with her elbow.

"Ah, Lord Marquis, we are here to ask for leave from you."

"Ask for leave?"

Dunkel frowned and said, "Why do three of us suddenly want to take leave together?"

"I received an invitation from an old friend to go north."

"The North? What's the place to go where birds don't poop?"

"Hunting, and hot springs." Aktos lied without changing his face.

You can't tell the Marquis of Dunker that the three of you are going to the north to join the guerrillas and then join them in the revolution, right?

Three days ago, Shen Muke's letter arrived in the hands of Aktos and the others. It had the same theme as the letter in Nian's hand, inviting them to go to the north to join the organization.

"Hot spring? Hunting? You're quite playful and very sentimental~" Hou Dunkel joked:

"Okay, since you three never ask for leave... I'll give you three a month's leave to relax."

Dunkel considers himself to be enlightened and wise. After all, giving appropriate holidays to his subordinates also shows the kindness of the superiors, doesn't it?

"You two grown men, please take good care of Lata for me. Hunting in the wilderness is quite dangerous."

"Thank you for your concern, Marquis."

……

"Master, someone sent you a letter."

Casimir, somewhere in the Grand Knight's Territory.

Alan Cotter removed the training arrows from the target and put them into the storage box.

"Carlos...whose letter is it from?"

"The envelope didn't have the sender's signature on it. I found it on a shelf outside the venue and it said, To Alan Cotter."

"No signature?"

Mr. Allen raised his head, took the envelope, opened it, and looked at it under the lights of the venue.

"This myopia is really troublesome. It has already affected my life to some extent. I heard that someone in Colombia has developed an operation that can cure myopia. I should go there when I have time."

"Master, do you want me to read it to you?" Carlos suggested.

"No need, I've finished reading."

The letter was very short, and Mr. Allen read it by light.

"Carlos, it seems I have to leave for a while. During this time, you have to stay in Casimir and help me maintain this place."

Alan Cotter spent several years recruiting many infected competitive knights and members of the Unarmed Alliance around this venue, and thanks to the protection of the Supervisory Committee, this organization grew stronger.

Carlos was a little confused and said: "Leave? Master, where are you going? When will you come back?"

"Well, you don't need to know this." Allen said with a smile. He turned his head and said to a dark corner: "Want to go together?"

Ta…Ta…Ta…

Boots with metal heels stepped on the ground, and the sassy and capable Black Knight appeared with two horns on his head.

"Is it okay for someone like me?"

"Of course, sir will like you very much." Allen said with a smile: "He will not be prejudiced because of the Origin Stone skills."

"Then, okay." Mace nodded and agreed.

……

On the battlefield in the east of Terra continent and north of Kazdare.

scoff-

The sharp blade pierced the military uniform. On this deserted battlefield, crossbows and firecrackers roared, and swords and staffs collided.

Victoria's vanguard launched thirty attacks within a week, but were all blocked by the Sakaz.

The Lords of the Royal Court have become a weapon that dominates the rhythm of the battlefield. New soldiers such as Victoria, recruited from all walks of life, are completely unable to stop the Sakaz's spells and bodies. Although the number on Victoria's side is obviously greater, compared to the quality of the soldiers, this There are few races on the face of the earth that can match the Sarkazi.

As another attack was fended off, Victoria's soldiers retreated like a tide. The Sarkazi wanted to pursue them, but Victoria's land-mobile guns blocked them.

"Retreat first, compatriots, they will not attack again in a short time."

The Blood Demon Lord licked his scarlet lips. These days, he had received more fresh blood than he had received in previous years.

"It's really addictive. War, blood, and life are disappearing like grass..."

The Blood Demon King stood on the hillside, and in front of him, he had a panoramic view of the battlefield.

like the surface of the moon

Bomb-like craters filled the wilderness, and each crater was littered with the remains of soldiers, some belonging to Sakaz and some belonging to the Victorians. The same thing was that all of them had no bones left, and even their blood had been destroyed by the fire and The steam burned out.

"This battle will be remembered by posterity and people will know that the Sakaz people fought heroically against the invasion from Victoria."

The Blood Demon Lord tilted his head and said to the Banshee Lord beside him.

Brave?

The Banshee Lord looked at everything in front of her, maybe, but there was nothing to be happy about. After all, to those dead souls, none of this mattered.

"Victoria's vanguard has suffered a big loss. They will retreat soon, and the elites led by the nobles will soon arrive."

"Let the other Lords of the Royal Court be prepared. Their strength will be needed for the subsequent battle."

Chapter 7 The wolves are coming

Ha ha ha ha…

Run, run.

On the muddy street, in the car of Gambino Ricci, the leader of the Gambino family, the former leader of the mafia family was in embarrassment and panic. Beside him, the only person beside him was Ka, who started a business with him. Peng accompanied him.

It is of course the joint work of Mrs. Sicily and the Corleone gang on Countercross Street in Volsini to bring this well-trained family leader into such a state of decline.

"Bastard, bastard!!"

Gambino Ricci hammered his thigh. He never expected that Mrs. Sicily would lead someone to death personally and openly break the rules and order he had established. The Corleone gang, they were just a group of people who were driven out of Syria by him before. What kind of power can enable the bereaved dogs of Syracuse to return to Syracuse within a few years and become a presence comparable to the family?

"Capone, it seems Gambino is in trouble this time."

"Don't be too nervous, Richie, we still have a chance." Capone cocked the crossbow in his hand and said calmly: "We still have a chance. Mrs. Sicily's people are clearing out the bait we left at the family station. Our family The main body has been transferred. If we change to another place, we can still make a comeback!"

"Do you have any idea?"

"Longmen, that is an unexplored [blue ocean], where we can..."

boom! ! !

squeak-

The black limousine suffered a heavy blow and drifted towards the roadside, and was about to hit the building next to it——

"Hurry up and jump!"

boom! ! !

When the car hit the building, Gambino Richie and Capone jumped out of the car amid violent flames.

"Hey~ You actually escaped? It seems that the rich clothes and fine food have not made the two of you slow down..."

Some joking voices sounded, and Gambino Rich stood firm. He extinguished the flames on his body with his hands. At this moment, he was really angry.

Never before, no one has ever dared to do this!

Since he became the talker of one of the twelve families of Syracuse, no one has dared to do this to him.

At this moment, anger and hatred overwhelm fear——

"who are you?"

The flames reflected the shadow of the devil. Lamer, wearing a wizard's hat, leaned against the moon of Syracuse and took off his hat to greet the two people in front of him:

"Lammo, the shadow of Night Crow among the demons, is here to bring an end to the fate of these two gentlemen."

"The end of fate?" Capone picked up the crossbow in his hand and said, "You can try it!"

"Why resist?" Lamer said with a smile: "After today, there will no longer be a being named Gambino on the continent of Terra."

"Without further ado!!"

"Capone, cover me!"

Gambino Richie drew his dagger and tomahawk, and he took the lead, blocking Capone behind him.

"Brotherhood? Comradeship? Or some other emotion?"

Ramo shook his head and said: "Actually, you should thank me. If you arrive at Longmen safely, you will turn against each other in a few years."

Two brothers who once shared weal and woe and lived and died together will turn against each other in the future because of the family's development direction and interests. Time is really an amazing magic.

"Crazy talk, die!!"

Gambino Ricci raised his sharp blade, and Capone's crossbow arrows were behind him. In an instant, they were in front of him!

"A fierce offensive. Unfortunately, I am not the opponent you have encountered before."

The magic circle, the colorful magic circle, fire, ice, light, darkness, corrosion... The devil's spell was released in an instant. Under the majesty of the shadow of the night crow, the mortal Gambino Richie had no resistance. force.

"Rich!!"

Capone panicked. He subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away, but the black feathers had blocked his escape route.

"Capone, you and Gambino Ricci have relied on the order of Syracuse for decades to smuggle goods, oppress the people, and assassinate rebels... Do you admit your guilt?"

"Sin? What crime? Why am I guilty?!"

On the edge of life and death, Capone went crazy. He roared at the black feathers in the sky:

"This is Syracuse! Without family, order cannot be maintained. We control one-twelfth of Syracuse, why can't we live a better life?!"

"Young man, you are so righteous! You are the [ace] of the Corleone Gang, right? Why did you succumb to this? With such great power, you have never been greedy at all? Not at all.

ambition?Don’t you also want to occupy the family seat in Syracuse? !So stop doing this, you are just the same person as me! "

"Interesting last words, Capone. If it were anyone else, I might agree with you."

hiss--