The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

He raised his head, his eyes were calm, but he seemed to be able to see the eight wastes and six poles, and the distant boundary in the sky.

All the scenes and pictures were integrated and reshaped in Allen's mind. In the end, they turned into a minimalist frame without the exterior decoration and only the lines.

Not only that, some of the relevant information obtained from the key points of the computing power analysis environment has been separated before, and at this time, it is also merged into this simple 3D composition that seems to only have lines.

The extreme swiftness and the extreme sharpness of the thoughts are running swiftly, like a supercomputer that runs to the extreme, collecting, processing, and analyzing the information in the mind, and constantly approaching the ultimate goal.

One second, two seconds, three seconds!

The calm eyes suddenly stirred up, and the bright light like dawn broke suddenly, like a long knife, cutting the darkness, cutting the yin and yang.

Look up and look into the distance.

The map in my mind gradually overlaps with the line of sight, little by little, one by one.

In the end, the red light used for warning that was originally meditation in his mind, appeared in Allen's vision as if it were real.

However, compared to the color that came out of meditation, the red light was a bit more terrifying scarlet.

Vaguely, Alan could even smell a clear **** smell like rust.

However, this is not an illusion.

Lifting his right hand, he gently wiped away the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes, and allowed the red marks to be dotted on his face, but Alan's face was still cold and solemn, as if he didn't care about the situation in front of him.

Of course, this is also normal.

Although Allen's situation looks serious, it just looks nothing.

Some things may be a little harmful if they are not released, but the pressure that is vented is actually the same thing.

The technique of guiding the knife beam into the pupils of the eyes, although in terms of time, Alan may have just developed it. But in fact, Allen has completely mastered it, and is even familiar with it.

After all, if even the eyeballs exploded once and you haven't learned any experience from it, it must be stupid and incorrigible.

Therefore, even though Alan felt that the pupils of today's eyes had maintained the state of [Platinum Divine Pupils] with the sword light in the eyes for a long time, they were only a little tired.

It's a long way from overload or overload.

Standing on a high place and exhaling gently, Allen seemed to spit out all the depression in his heart, so that he would not be dominated by emotions and become angry.

He did achieve this goal. His spirit gradually sank and his mind gradually calmed down, but the depths were as deep as the sea, and the momentum that seemed to be about to rainstorm became more turbulent and violent. It was really like a suppressed volcano. Once it erupted, It is a pit that the world has fallen and the earth has fallen, and there is no way to recover it.

Boom!

A violent sonic boom suddenly sounded, and Allen had disappeared in place.

The hard and strong body is like unwearable stainless steel, with unparalleled hardness, it violently smashed into the air, pulling out a vacuum corridor shrouded in pale white mist in the air.

Logically speaking, the most appropriate method is to descend on the material world with "potential" and cover the whole body with [domain].

Not only walking silently, but also able to minimize the resistance of the outside world to him.

But now, Allen has no intention of doing this.

His heart seemed to be peaceful, but under the waveless plane, there were turbulent waves that were enough to set off a great wave.

It seemed that there was a fire blazing, causing Allen's heart to expand uncontrollably.

At this time, what he wanted to do was not the so-called foolproof latency, but the catharsis.

If Milok himself just wanted to make trouble, just want to make some conspiracy or something, Alan would still be angry, but he would not reach the current level.

After all, everyone’s goals are different, so are their natural behavior styles and ways of doing things. It’s understandable that there is no similarity in philosophical nature.

However, the only thing he couldn't tolerate was that the opponent hooked up with the evil god, and the opponent tried to sacrifice the evil god.

This is not a narrow debate between righteous and evil, nor a narrow struggle of ideas, but the most important and most unforgivable sin about the life and death of Darvia.

Allen had come into contact with the existence of Cthulhu, and had fought against Cthulhu's family members and followers.

Both the former Truth Society and the puppet master left a deep impression on Allen.

And that kind of twisted, broken, evil force that seemed to want to bend people's hearts, was also fresh in Alan's memory.

He would not think that those guys wanted to establish diplomatic relations with Darvia with good intentions.

Even if he ever knew about evil gods and cults, it was enough for him to hate those villains who believed in them.

After learning the truth of Darvia, Allen hated these existences even more.

Because this is not a fight of belief, but a betrayal of civilization, a betrayal of homeland.

With the blessing of Caesar, Alan, who has seen the [Dimensional Reduction Image Records] left over from that era, how could he be willing to return the world to that era and fall into the swamp of blood and fire again.

This world is so beautiful, full of vitality, with endless beauty.

Even if there is still darkness, strife, and despicableness, this is their homeland, their ancestral land, and their roots.

There are all the people he loves and care about, big uncle, big aunt, Dinah, Arthur, Zarya, Hughes...

On this, there are good memories of his past seventeen years, with all the traces of his past.

So, how could he tolerate someone to sabotage all of this, how could people trample on these beautiful things wantonly.

If it was just a dispute between interests and morality, even if Allen had murderous intent in his heart, there would be no hatred or anger.

After all, his hero and my enemy, this truth couldn't be simpler.

But Mylock's behavior, without a doubt, crossed the line.

The pale white light stream resembling a meteor pulls a beautiful and sharp arc in the sky, traversing the distance of most of the city, and then falling heavily.

Boom!

The terrifying sound like a falling meteor suddenly sounded, accompanied by extremely obvious vibrations spreading in all directions, echoing in this empty space.

The black ground was almost able to withstand the Silver Tier's fight, but at this moment, Alan stepped on a huge depression several meters in radius.

The dust was everywhere, and the thick fog rolled, spreading all at once, even covering Allen.

However, it did not affect Allen's vision around him.

Since this place has existed for a long time, and those of the blood race have done sacrifices in this bed more than once.

Then, even if this castle was not built for this purpose, the sacrificial building must be one of the most important.

After understanding this, Allen quickly found the most likely place.

A building with solemn tones, but with a very different style from the surrounding buildings.

One, like a temple-like building.

Two totem poles around the size of two people stand tall, standing on all sides, supporting an ellipsoidal hemisphere, on which the embossed patterns are exquisite and lifelike, as if they may rise in the air at any time and be reborn again.

This building is extremely unique. At first glance, it is known that it is not used for residence, and it is not a storage place. As for other functions such as information contact, bunker hiding, weapon storage, etc., it is even more impossible.

What people can think of is basically temples and church-like buildings.

Although its shape is somewhat unique, it is not the same as the usual building.

However, the grand and enthusiastic heads that loomed between the patterns and carvings made Alan see clearly and unobstructed.

There is no sign at the door and no decorations such as plaques.

The inky black iron door was also closed tightly and did not open.

The silence is silent, and the silence is scary, as if it is really like a historical site that has been sealed in dust for hundreds of years, without the slightest trace of people.

However, for such performance, Allen finally only sneered.

The long knife came out of its sheath, and the light burst like a big sun, and it slashed away.

The blade light was still extremely small at first, only an inch in length, but in the extremely short distance that broke through the air, it was strong against the wind and expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Boom!

The voice resembling Hong Zhong Dalyu suddenly resounded. The two iron gates made of molten iron were so tall that they flew upside down at the moment they were smashed by the blade of a sword. They slammed heavily on the ground, making a heavy sound, and awakened. This ancient city has been sleeping for many years.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, with an icy indifference, as he stepped in it, calmly and calmly.

...

Darvia, the city of Gloria, the Altai Mountains.

The setting sun in the sky has fallen, and the original weak but obvious twilight of the setting sun has completely disappeared, taking away the light of the day and the last warmth.

The cold silver moon was already in the sky, and the cold wind was blowing from the extreme north, climbing mountains and ridges, and came here, with a bone-chilling coldness and chill.

Although the moon was shining brightly, the dark night was still spreading, devouring places that the light could not shine.

In particular, the intertwined nets of the tree canopies are continuous, like a large net covering the sky and the sun in layers of dense forests.

Under the tree canopy, it was dark and damp all year round, and even the bright and blazing sun could not illuminate it. What's more, the light was not as bright as the silver moon of the sun.

Deep in the Altai Mountains, in a quiet valley, a black, heavily armed team has been corrected at this time, and is quietly lurking aside, waiting for the final opportunity.

"Master, it's almost time for the secret realm to open."

With his head down, Peter, who was lurking in the shadows close to the mountain wall, glanced at the time, carefully speaking to the team leader's spirit.

"How long is there."

The young master did not say much, but simply asked.

"According to calculations, the opening time of the secret realm should be 11:30 in the evening, and it is now 9 o'clock, and there are still two and a half hours."

Peter answered the other party's question very obediently.

"Well, wait."

The young master didn't seem to be impatient at all, nor was he anxious and anticipating in the waiting process.

He was very calm and seemed to have a natural big heart.

But to be honest, he doesn't need to worry.

After all, the time for this secret to open is not short.

Although it is best to get in the first time, this does not mean that you will get nothing if you get in late.

You know, the strength to enter the secret realm is very important, but luck is also very important, even more important.

In the past years, he entered early and was strong, but it was not unlucky that he had few harvests in the end.

Therefore, it seems normal for this character called "Young Master" to have such a mentality.

Time passed slowly, and the silver moon hanging in the sky was also slowly moving, working faithfully.

Just when Peter even flashed the thought of whether tonight was to be spent peacefully in his mind, the change appeared.

Outside the valley, a team suddenly appeared, all dressed in red, warmly dressed but looking gorgeous and vulgar.

However, if someone sees this team, they will never see their costumes first.

It's their body shape!

Their appearance is hidden in all kinds of masks, invisible.

However, they were half-dragon and half-human, or first-born rabbit ears, or spine-born foxtail, or the characteristics of their faces as long as a horse, without the slightest concealment.

If they are ordinary people, it may mean that they are playing games such as acting.

But if the real transcendents see this scene, they will clearly understand that they are not actors dressed in any costume ~www.readwn.com~, but real, genuine, with strange blood. By】.

Of course, as to whether it is [Blood Warlock] or [Blood Warrior] or something else, it doesn't necessarily matter.

"[Blood worship]."

Seeing this scene, the young master hidden in the shadow did not rush to speak, but his eyes were faint, and he meditated on the other side's origin in his heart.

Blood worship, as the name suggests, is a group of cults that support the idea of ​​[blood worship].

They believe that there is ancient power in everyone's blood, from the sacred monster, with a long history of ancient and powerful.

As long as they can activate and master such power, they will eventually reach eternity and gain immortality.

Emmm, although this doctrine is a bit weird, it does not violate the laws of the empire to be honest.

The empire is not incapable of tolerating a group of "human beings" who have activated the bloodline and are separated from the narrow concept of human race.

As long as they still agree with the concept of human beings and abide by the laws and regulations of the empire, then the empire will not do anything to them.

The reason why they were judged to be a cult is mainly because their behavior style has become extreme and they have begun to unscrupulous.

You must know that although blood is not completely destined, but it also requires a great price to change it.

After all, whether it is [Blood Baptism] or [Blood Purification] or [Blood Vessel Strengthening], it is not a simple ritual, and each one is not cheap.

Most of the guys who have been reduced to relying on the mutation of [Blood Awakening] to gain power are from the middle and lower classes of poor origin, or even worse.

Even if you become an extraordinary person and join an organization with a common philosophy, it is extremely difficult to obtain such a huge sum of money.