The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

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"But, Uncle Delia, do you think Alec will find something wrong?"

Although it is said that Allen does not need to know the details, he is still very concerned about whether the plan can proceed smoothly.

After all, the layout of this method is a preemptive strike. If someone sees through it, then it is possible to be scheming.

And this is not a good development!

"I don't know if they can find something wrong, but they will definitely follow our predictions and go down that path."

"Because this opportunity is a rare opportunity for them!"

Delia raised the tea cup beside him and said in a somewhat erratic voice.

"They may remain instinctively vigilant, or even extremely focused just in case."

"But what we are using is not conspiracy, but upright conspiracy. As long as they are greedy, as long as they still have desire, they will inevitably not escape this time, and can only stand in the urn."

"As for the result, it depends on the methods of both parties."

At this point, Delia smiled and said meaningfully: "However, do you really think that we will choose to do it without complete certainty?"

Allen also nodded silently, not asking any more.

After all, as Delia said, since Caesar dared to choose to do it, he was naturally prepared accordingly.

And just from the fact that he was able to bring Alec and Dennis to this alien planet, weakening their control of the internal situation of the empire, it can be seen that he has his own plan.

"Okay, I get it."

Allen opened his mouth and looked at Delia, "Is there anything else I need to tell you?"

"Not anymore."

Delia shook his head, indicating that he had finished speaking.

"Okay, then I'll go first." Allen stood up and walked outside the door.

However, at this moment, Delia suddenly thought of some general opening, "By the way, Ellen, your accumulation is deep enough now. It is too difficult to jump into gold, if possible. If you do, you'd better enter the silver first."

"After all, although your current combat effectiveness is strong enough, in the next situation, it is better to improve a little bit."

"There is still a gap between you and the real Silver Rank."

Behind Alan, the persuasion from the elders slowly spread into his ears and flowed into Alan's heart.

"I know."

After a while, Allen replied in a hoarse voice.

Then, go out the door.

If Delia could see Alan's face just now, then he would see Alan's mouth with a bit of bitterness and worry.

Alan, doesn't he want to go into silver? It's not impossible!

It's not that he didn't know how he improved after entering the silver and made up for his shortcomings.

But the problem is that if the problem of his soul is not resolved, he will not be able to truly resolve his soul in a day.

Without awakening the soul, he will not be able to forge the power of miracles in one day and become true silver.

This is an unsolvable problem in the view of Alan at present. It is stuck in the first step and cannot be broken through.

Taking a deep breath, pressing down on the depression in his heart, Alan thought about everything Delia had told him before.

Although the specific situation was still not informed, he still roughly guessed what Caesar and the others wanted to do based on the scattered news received before.

Do they want to fish through the secrets they have already learned, and smoothly clean up some of the restless parts of the empire, the forces that are like rotten flesh?

However, Allen can only guess so much. As for the specific implementation steps, he is not quite clear.

Because that is the real essence.

The overall strategy is suddenly the cornerstone, but how to implement and implement it into reality is the most important thing.

Without the former, the latter is a headless fly, but without the latter, the former is a castle in the air.

If Alan is curious, then he will be able to deduce several possibilities, find out possible plans, and even ask Delia, Kelly or Caesar directly.

Even if they might be worried and wouldn't tell him too much.

However, this thought only flashed through his mind, and did not leave too many traces.

The specific planning strategy and the conspiracy of the mind are not what he is good at.

There is only one thing he is good at, and that is to wield a long knife with all his strength, cut all the enemy chiefs, and cut out a avenue to the sky.

He doesn't need to know how Caesar and the others are going, he just needs to know, it doesn't take long, is the time for revenge.

Even though he has learned that his parents are still alive, the ten years of life and death cannot be taken lightly.

This kind of hatred, this kind of hatred, this kind of resentment can only be washed with blood.

Therefore, Allen just allowed the darkness of the surface of Heart Lake to suddenly become pitch black, flowing like ink-like killing intent and resentment, flashing deep and depressive colors under the light of the sword intent like a bright moon in the sky.

Raising knives and drawing knives are high-end skills for being a swordsman.

For the current Allen, this can only be regarded as a basic operation.

Especially when Allen's mental will and soul strength leap again, he can use his mental will to connect weapons, vibrate to form resonance and use the skills of raising the sword, this is even simpler.

The effect is not weak at all.

And what Allen is doing now is like raising a knife, accumulating momentum, suppressing surging, and waiting for that day when the earth is shocking.

However, what Allen is raising now is not a knife, but a real killing intent, the sharpest murderous intent.

Hurt others, hurt yourself!

Out of Delia's house, Allen walked toward the arena again.

If before, Allen might still hold the idea of ​​taking a break since they are all back and leaving again when the time comes, then now Allen desperately wants to vent the depression in his heart, the kind of mania that will not cause it to flow out. .

Even if you can't reveal the true thoughts, but someone can let him vent as a sandbag, that is also an excellent thing.

However, it is a pity that when he arrived on the field, Allen discovered that this was a temporarily impossible thing.

Because, at this time, he is at the top of the standings, leading by 1200 points.

At this time, the one closest to him has not broken through four digits.

According to the rules of the challenge, everyone else can choose not to accept the challenge of Allen who is the first in points.

For the vast majority of people, it is not necessary to accept it, that is, it must not be accepted.

Even though, Allen still did not believe in evil and challenged the remaining people on the ring 1-9.

But unfortunately, they didn't know whether they wanted to wait for some time out of caution, or felt that Allen was just looking for a low pressure in a sandbag, and they chose to refuse.

As a result, Allen lingered for a long time, but in the end no one was willing to fight.

However, after all this time, the anger in Alan's heart has gone down a bit. Although his complexion is still slightly gloomy, he can't see anything else on the whole.

Since no one was willing to accept his challenge, Allen had to walk towards the 097 ring again.

It's better than standing stupidly here.

Allen came back just in time, and it can be seen that the game between Leonard and the Tiger is nearing its end.

Leonard's expression was a little pale, but the guy opposite him was even more unbearable.

The armor on his body was torn, as if after a thousand years, the weathered and decayed ones seemed to burst directly when touched.

There were no obvious wounds on his body, but the brilliance of life that had bloomed vigorously was dimmed a lot, as if it had run out of electricity.

Seeing this scene, even if the mood is still not very happy, but I am also happy that my friend is about to win.

So, Allen turned his head happily, looked at the ring in other directions, trying to learn from other people's battles.

Although the battle between Leonard and the opponent is still at a stalemate, it can be seen that the outcome has been determined and there is almost no possibility of a comeback.

To be honest, the battle between the fighter and the caster is actually very easy to judge.

If the fighters do not gain the advantage in the first time, they will inevitably fall into a disadvantage for a long time, and then establish the final outcome of defeat.

This is determined by the professional characteristics of fighters and spellcasters, a general conclusion.

Not decided, but it is very informative.

Of course, if in this case, the opponent has an explosive big move that can reverse the situation, it is still possible to come back.

However, based on Allen's observation, the other party's positioning does not seem to be cultivated in this direction.

Judging from the opponent’s appearance, equipment, and the things previously reflected, his development direction is more like an unbreakable heavy shield, protecting his teammates from all wind swords and frost swords, rather than an invincible sword. Breaking through all obstacles is less like an impenetrable dragon spear, piercing through all obstacles.

Therefore, the opponent who has fallen into the rhythm of Leonard's kite flow is basically lost.

With this kind of effort, Alan might as well see what is going on in the other arena.

Sure enough, in just a few minutes, the battle on the 097 arena has come to an end.

The light screen floating in the air automatically displays the final winner, and the points deposited by the two are included in the winner's contestant certificate.

Seeing Leonard, who looked pale and tired, walked towards the edge of the ring, Allen greeted him directly.

"How about it?"

Allen asked.

"It's okay, it's just a little tired, just rest for a while."

Leonard waved his hand casually and replied.

"You're a little bit fictitious, so you can't just fight for one game?"

Seeing that Leonard was not a big problem, Allen felt relieved and started to joke.

"Fuck, it would be nice if I could win. If the opponent's profession and fighting style were not restrained by me, it would be less ugly for me to lose at best for the kind of silver mid-level fighters who have experienced many battles. "

Hearing Leonard's words, Allen couldn't help but smiled. There was no trace left on his face, as if he had returned to his previous state.

He knew that, in fact, Leonard would be extremely tired after a battle, and even exhaustion was normal.

After all, those who can come here, no matter how low they are, are powerful players with silver rank, and none of them are parallel imports.

Except for those who really stand at the top, who are confident and capable of not being afraid of all challenges, other contestants, even if the silver beginners and silver advanced players, must be cautious, otherwise, it is inevitable that there will be a situation of overturning in the gutter. .

Maintaining this mentality is naturally extremely useful, and it is also extremely capable of exerting one's own strength.

But again, it is extremely tiring.

Tighten the mind for a long time, and concentrate even more when fighting. This level of consumption is almost indistinguishable from the battle between life and death.

Therefore, it is normal for the participants to feel tired after a game.

This is why one of the rules of the competition is that the contestants have a one-hour break after a match.

After all, if wheel warfare is allowed, there is too much room for manipulation.

"Vent it out?"

Allen was standing beside Leonard, looking straight ahead, as if there was no whispering voice transmission at all.

After he got down from Leonard, he had already discovered the changes in Leonard.

And Leonard's answer before this also confirmed his thoughts.

If Leonard's emotions were still in his heart, he would not be so relaxed at all, but would deal with it silently.

So, although Allen was asking, he already had the answer in his mind.

"Well, I feel much better."

Leonard was the same, looking straight ahead without changing his face, and stepped off the ring, but one side responded to Allen in time.

"Did you use that ring?"

"Well, I used it."

"Suck the vitality?"

"Yes."

"It won't cause any disputes, will it?"

"Don't worry, my method is very secretive. He just thinks that his body is temporarily tired after the fierce battle, and he won't realize that there has been a substantial deficit."

Hearing this, Alan frowned slightly, "He can't find it. The Golden Order of the Delta Empire may not be undetectable, right?"

"Don't worry, since I dare to do it, I am confident that there will be no hidden dangers."

Hearing Leonard's confident words, Allen stretched his brows and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Although the ring has the function of absorbing foreign energy ~www.readwn.com~, this does not mean that the usage is fixed and cannot be changed."

"If you compare vitality to spring water in a wooden barrel, it is limited."

"Then I can either increase the temperature to speed up the evaporation, or dig a small hole to let it leak, or I can directly scoop the water."

"These are all methods that can be used."

"It's just that the latter two are too obvious and too easy to be spotted."

"So, I didn't do anything to him, but guided his body to let his original situation develop in an unfavorable direction."

"Moreover, his own injuries and illnesses are not rare!"

Hearing this, Allen suddenly realized.

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