Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"Remember, don't speak Elvish."

Headed elf stressed.

Two hundred and fifty-five elite warriors stood behind them. They had different weapons and armor. They were all human, most of them were human, and there were also many elves. Everyone looked serious and silent.

The Dusk Moon Dynasty is the world's hegemon, and in everything they do, they must be famous.

A few raids and massacres instigated by the vicious and brutal Goethe army could not have been better.

"I reiterate the mission again. The expeditionary force will not recognize this operation, nor will it recognize your identity. You are not the recruited soldiers of the servant country. You are Goethe people. Determined to use blood for blood, to conduct raids and arson operations against the troops of the satellite state of Sawada stationed in the fortress of Harlem, to show the courage and will of the Goths."

"Therefore, you can't be captured, and you can never surrender, die or win, only these two paths, those who survive, will get what you dream of..."

"That is the highest praise from the Dusk Moon Dynasty. We allow you to join this sacred kingdom and become one of our members. You are all elite warriors, and you also have cherished families and families. If you die in a heroic battle, your Dedication and courage will also benefit your family, on the contrary, if your identity is revealed and the Moonlight Dynasty is shamed, then your family will also pay the most painful price."

"Now, I order you to set off and launch an attack operation at nine o'clock in the evening. The captains and instructors, check the time with me, and the advisor of the magician, check the status of the wind formation."

Responses, time proofs, magic blazes, and soldiers nervously check their weapons.

everything is normal.

"Start the wind formation."

"It's an honor, warriors from the Servant Country who voluntarily sacrificed their lives for the Queen, you will fight in the glory of the former Phoenix King, Her Majesty Marekis, who left a valuable legacy for the Dusk Moon Dynasty with her outstanding wisdom. It will ensure that you are not detected by enemy mages and arrive at the attack position silently."

The elf commander waved his hand vigorously: "Go!"

The elemental brilliance shone, and the soldiers embarked on the journey in silence. The commander's eyes crossed the distant soldiers and looked in the direction of Valentine. The war was about to start again. During the armistice, all the efforts and preparations made by the Council , all to deal with a mere human being.

Effort is a tactical and strategic effort, and preparation is a preparation for sacrifice.

"Kant..." he said coldly, "I'm ready, we're ready to intercept you!"

"I'm ready to intercept them."

Kant opened the Phoenix Vision to look left and right: "Just now, I suddenly had a whim, an intuition, it seems that a strange guy has appeared... and it's coming for me!"

Hong San pondered: "But that lord doesn't seem to have any strange feelings..."

"Because he's a parallel importer!"

Kant rolled his eyes, but failed, because the golden pupil of the flaming phoenix vision couldn't roll his eyes: "I hope he can really fight, and I hope that the ugly elves that follow him are also very good. Hit, in this case, you don't have to get involved with the gorilla..."

"—What are you looking at? Are you such a superficial person? Don't you know that the beauty of the soul is the real beauty? A person like me, who is handsome and elegant in appearance, has a high morality and a high character, calls the elves ugly. , do you think there is something wrong? Do you think the elves are wronged?"

"Little comrade, your thoughts are very dangerous. Aren't you afraid that God will punish you? Be careful that someday God will make your ugly photos fly all over the sky, hang a flagpole and put durians in a dung pit."

Under the scolding of Kant's righteous words, Hong San recognized his mistake as a matter of course, reviewed his superficiality ashamed, and said that His Royal Highness Kant was right.

"Oh...I don't know how many will come."

Kant talked nonsense for a while, but still sighed. The biggest fear stems from the unknown. The enemy has never met, and he doesn't know how strong it is, and he doesn't know what his will is. This time is the most difficult time.

He glared at Hong San again: "Speaking of which, your master hasn't written a letter yet?"

Hong San smiled bitterly: "How can it be so fast, he is old, and his legs and feet are not easy..."

Hundreds of miles away, within the empire, the land was riddled with holes and the soil was dark red, as if a horrific massacre had been experienced here, causing countless blood to soak into the ground.

But there was not a single corpse.

Only the flying blood mist, blood spring and blood waves danced in the air.

With a bang, the thin figure was smashed into the ground, and the blood gushed like a fountain.

Immediately, the dust and ashes were blown away suddenly, and the immortal exiled with an extraordinary graceful appearance and white beard and hair rushed down from the sky holding a giant mace, and the violent wind pressure even caused the earth to collapse again.

Desperate roars came from the sunken ground, followed by violent shocks and turmoil, as if two ancient behemoths were madly attacking underground, the ground continued to rise and burst, and large tracts of clods and rubble covered the sky. The white-haired old man flew out flat, with a graceful figure, like a fairy and a dragon.

The dust dissipated, and the Gorefiend behind the little boy shattered again.

His eyes were dull, his face was pale, he staggered, his whole body was soaked with blood, the dense holes in his body were difficult to heal, and there was no blood flowing.

He really didn't have a drop left.

"Our blood...but it's a foreign land, but it's still a human land."

The old man walked calmly in front of the little boy named Meffitt, smashed it down with a mace, the opponent's strength was no longer enough to support the defense or even dodge, and he was smashed to the ground with a bang.

Kneel to the east.

This unparalleled official who has experienced the moment of the sky and once supported the afterglow of the dynasty in the desperate situation surrounded by foreign enemies, was forced to set sail and cross to the western world. For more than ten years, he was resentful and mad, and burned within five years for more than ten years. There are all kinds of things here, no one can say it, and the sage can't bear the blood feud between the family and the country.

He planted the mace in his hand slowly on the ground, and then waved.

Da Qingniu held a wrist-relieving knife in his mouth and silently handed it over.

The old man took the sharp knife in his hand and smiled: "It has not been used for more than ten years, and the craftsmanship is probably unfamiliar."

He stood in front of Meffitt, looking neither happy nor angry.

It seems that he is the **** who lives above the nine heavens.

The visitor from the sky blinked and looked at him. Countless years were high above him, feeding on blood, causing countless slaughter sins. Years have passed, and now he has finally changed back to the mortal world and understands the taste of fear.

He trembled: "Don't kill me..."

"Don't worry, you won't die." The old man said warmly, "As long as the war has been fought, I will let you live as long as possible."

He looked at this **** fertile land, every inch of the land was soaked with blood: "I have taken it back from us, but we didn't let you take it, you took it, you can't just return it and it will be fine. ."

Holding the sharp knife, he slowly said: "The sky is the evidence, the blood and soil are the seats, the grievances and spirits are not far away, there is no spiritual sacrifice, but you can see the ghostly Huangquan, your grievances can be dissipated a little..."

Miffett growled, "Stop! I can tell you a lot! And the people who came with me! I'll tell you who they are! Aren't you going to Valentine? Are you going to help that one?" Aurora? I have two companions! We are going to kill him! Do you care?"

"I didn't come for him, I came for you, and now the purpose has been achieved."

The old man smiled and said, "If you are running away, it must be pursued by a strong enemy. If you are not chasing you, you must go after another, and you will certainly be able to chase to death. And you are here, so there will be only one fish that slips through the net. , the person my apprentice is willing to follow and assist can't even clean up a lost dog, so he will just die with my apprentice... This old man is not interested in disputes between mortal nations, and he will not accompany him for a family dinner."

He stretched his knife to the other's chest: "I'm interested in you. After you die once, Dong has something to ask for advice. The days of our dealings are still long."

"Now, let me pick your bones first."

Meffitt's eyes widened, the knife had already fallen, this time, he thought it was a fun trip, but the real master never saw it, and it had come to such an end. He was afraid and angry, and the anger in his heart was indescribable. , roaring up to the sky, looking resentful: "Meng-di-"

You have to admit that some guys who are accustomed to being high above, but in fact nothing more than that, usually have a very bizarre mental circuit... Three foreign guests, tacit understanding and different ideas.

Although they came from the same place and belonged to the same leader, their respective fate experiences and environment doomed them to be cold by nature, and they regarded other intelligent creatures as ants.

This kind of cruelty and coldness has a high probability that his ability to empathize is extremely low. Since his temperament is sinister and selfish, how can he live and die with his companions in a crisis.

Therefore, even if there is only one powerful enemy, they can still win and kill him at a certain price, they still go their separate ways, and choose to flee with great disgrace.

Because each of them doesn't want to be "a certain price".

So they decided to flee separately in an instant, and the three escape routes divided the entire circle into an average 120-degree fan, ensuring that everyone had an equal chance...

"Equal ass!"

Meng Di ran the fastest. In the case of the incarnation of the wind, he has a speed far exceeding the two of them. In that case, for him, running away is the best solution.

"That elf has to kill Leto first... The secret method of space is the most threatening and easiest to return to the upper realm. She will definitely kill it first, because she wants to keep this secret!"

"Second is Meffitt. This lunatic uses blood as bait. He can increase his strength and restore his injuries in a short period of time. He will definitely kill many, many people. This elf loves to meddle in his own business. Meffitt must be the second!"

"Then, I'm the last one! I control the winds of heaven and earth, and the speed is not much slower than hers, and the moon zodiac can also restrain her phoenix fire to a certain extent... If that's the case, why don't I run!"

Meng Di murmured to himself, his eyes flashed fiercely: "With the two of them buying time for me, I will definitely be able to find a way to go back, Phoenix King Malekis, if we can seal you once, we can seal you a second time!"

"—The previous Phoenix King, right? Your country is at war with a small country of mankind. That Aurora man instantly destroyed the five legions of the dusk moon, and the two sides have a great enmity between life and death. If you pursue it, I will lead you to the tile. Rentan, let you fight first and see how you end!"

"Also, the previous Phoenix King returned to the mortal world, but Muyue's throne has been passed down for several generations. How will the current monarch treat the ancestors who are also kings? Let your descendants also deal with you!"

They have monitored and manipulated the mortal world for a long time. If nothing else, the ability to stir **** sticks is first-class. This basic operation can be easily imagined.

"I must first find a way to hide my whereabouts and avoid the pursuit of Phoenix Vision..."

Meng Di manipulated the strong wind to walk, looking at the surrounding unfamiliar mountains and fertile fields, the sky was getting dark, and before he knew it, he had been running for a long time.

"Find a settlement and ask, and cultivate..."

He picked up speed.

Not far ahead, the hidden rapid march is continuing, the Mage Sentinel serving as a scout suddenly changed his face and shouted: "Commander! A powerful elemental fluctuation is being sensed in the southeast direction!"

The commander raised his hand and ordered the team to stop, ordering the line to stop.

"It shouldn't be!"

"Then activate the wind formation map, cover up the aura, and wait for the opponent to pass by... Everyone, don't panic, keep restraint, the glory of the previous Phoenix King is shrouded in us!"

The commander soothed his subordinate's emotions and ordered to hide in place to be on guard: "Don't worry, the wind formation has gathered the efforts of the Phoenix King and many wise men, and will turn our breath into a perpetual breeze between heaven and earth. , will never be easily noticed!"

After a while, Emperor Meng, who was riding the eternal wind between heaven and earth, roared past.

Then, the alarm bell rang in my heart.

He stopped abruptly, his eyes swept across, and his concentration was sensed. In an instant, he found the team that was on guard and focused. At the same time, the expressions of the casters in the team also changed wildly.

"He found us!"

The soldiers subconsciously prepared for battle.

Seeing this, Meng Di's eyes became very cold.

-damn it! This is the popular formation of Phoenix King Malekis!

Does this even count? As expected of you! They even set up an ambush here!

But are these pathetic weak Mudbloods trying to volley me?

I'm not that weak yet!

After all, you made a wrong step! I'm not seriously injured and fleeing in embarrassment!

Watch me crush them!

Seeing that the soldiers who were hiding with the wind formation map were about to attack, Meng Di roared, turned into a violent hurricane, and slammed towards them.

"Determine hostility! The opponent has launched an attack! Start the battle!"

The commander's face changed wildly, and he said sharply: "Shield! Go up! Shoulder!"

Swords, spears and halberds, arrows and magic, the violent impact roared and roared endlessly.

Tens of miles away, Sword Saint Waterfall stopped and held on to his long sword, his expression changed slightly: "It is now during the peace talks, why are there strong people fighting?"

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PS1: Update... Grass, Shandong is much colder than Zhejiang. I didn't pay attention when I came back. Maybe it was blowing the air conditioner. Today, I have a pain in the first wave... Drink some hot water and go to bed, good night.