The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

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However, before he even started, Allen stopped.

Ta Ta, Ta Ta...

The faint sound had been absorbed almost nothing in the thick mist, but the subtle but real vibration made Alan feel clear.

[After searching for a long time, I couldn't find it, but now it appears one after another. 】

[This is really...]

Allen smiled, seemingly not sure what to say about the unpredictable future.

The left hand moved slightly, and the five fingers flicked lightly, like a plain hand stroking the piano, with a different sense of rhythm.

After regaining his strength, Allen stood there, quietly waiting for the appearance of the comer.

As for the way of greeting, it depends on who the other party is.

However, according to the comparison between the previous and the current situation, there is a high probability that it is not the weird shadow.

Allen's perception is very sensitive, so although he was aware of the opponent's arrival early, it took more than a minute for the opponent to approach here.

Originally, although Alan stood in place, the whole person was loose on the outside and tight on the inside, like a tiger sleeping soundly, seeming to be lazy and lazy, but he can violently hurt people at any time.

However, when Allen sensed that the opponent had entered his range of perception, the originally cautious expression on his face couldn't help but bring a little smile.

Because, this time, people appear.

Yes, humans.

Although I don’t know what they are inside, their appearance, body shape and Alan’s past and present life are indeed not much different from human beings. They are still two eyes, one nose, one mouth, and two. One ear, two hands and two feet.

There is no deformity, no alienation, and of course, there is no strangeness.

Moreover, judging from the current situation, they are not an uncivilized ethnic group who are stubborn and drinking blood, but have their own civilization and culture.

This can be seen from their old battle armor that still has a very strong defensive power.

This kind of thing is not something that uncivilized ethnic groups can make.

Even, looking at the sophistication and complexity of the armor, Allen felt that the technical level in it could even catch up with the top magic equipment on the continent of Darvia.

That kind of tall armor that encloses the whole person is not so much a armor, as it is a semi-covered individual exoskeleton.

Of course, this is not a product of science and technology, but a crystallization of an extraordinary system.

The gloomy brilliance burst out with a faint light, which clearly reflected the surrounding area within a radius of tens of meters.

The thick fog that seemed to be substantial, under such a weak light, seemed to be penetrated, showing a scene within a radius of tens of meters.

No, not only through the transmission, it can even be said to be eliminated, thus opening up an area that is no longer silent, and there is a faintly budding area in between.

It is precisely because of this that they can walk freely in this fog when the individual exoskeleton armor is not fully covered.

Otherwise, he would have died of suffocation long ago.

There are not many people in this team, only ten people.

However, there are very rules and regulations between the forward and the walk. The team seems to be fragmented, but they are integrated. If there is any change, it can be dispersed or rescued as quickly as possible.

Moreover, there are other combinations in the team, or two people alternately screen, or three people cooperate with each other, or even one person goes first.

Such a combination is constantly changing, but it does not appear to be messy at all. On the contrary, it is clean and tidy, symbolizing a high degree of organizational discipline.

It is guaranteed that in the process of their march, there will never be any place in the blind spot of everyone's vision.

The pair of men and horses are advancing cautiously, exploring a little bit.

And Allen, also a kilometer away from them, quietly watched them, observing their every move.

Although Allen was very happy with the appearance of "same kind".

But this does not mean that Allen has been dazzled by joy, and has lost the most basic judgment and analysis skills.

The similarity can even be said to be a template race. This does not explain the problem. After all, the difference in culture and civilization is still enough to cause fatal danger.

Moreover, whether these people on the opposite side are the same "human beings" as his "human beings," this is still two different things.

It is very common for races with similar appearances to be born in the sea of ​​infinite multiple universes.

However, the same name does not mean the same in essence.

They are all humans, but the humans on Darvia are not necessarily the same as the "humans" in this place!

If it was before, Allen would not be too suspicious of this problem.

After all, being able to stay attached to the outside world of Darvia, even after the previous war, still maintain such close practice with Darvia, this has already shown that the relationship between the two is by no means simple.

Therefore, it is natural that there were immigrants from Darvia in this [Secret Realm].

Even if someone told him that this world was originally a colony opened up by the continent of Darvia, he could believe it, and he wouldn't be too surprised.

But the problem is that this world has become like this, it is almost at the end of life, close to the stage of collapse and destruction.

Under such circumstances, it is hard to say whether the people in this world are still the aboriginals or the group of people who have maintained close relations with Darvia.

Moreover, even if the above-mentioned problems do not exist, Alan's status as a foreigner is still a big problem.

In a world where there has been no outsider for hundreds of years, is there still the original record? In their civilization and culture, how will they treat a stranger who has no source, no identity, no past, and no experience?

These are all issues that need to be considered.

What Allen wants to do is not to force the opponent down, even if it is not difficult for him.

Even if the battle armor on the opponent is still high-end, it can be called exoskeleton armor or mecha prototype.

However, Allen's [Sixth Sense] only felt like a faint acupuncture when he started murderously.

This shows that those armors that look like science fiction and have extremely strong power are not too threatening to him.

However, despite knowing this, it is impossible for Allen to use coercive means.

Without any knowledge of the world and no conflict of interest, it is the most stupid way to make enemies directly, attract countless attention, and attract endless firepower.

Furthermore, although this team is not a threat to him, the civilization behind them is not necessarily unable to win Allen.

Therefore, what he has to do has never been tough coercion, but integration, and harmony with the light.

Outsiders are worse than locals, while aliens are even worse than outsiders.

Set the tone, Allen began to move carefully, controlling the distance between the two sides, ensuring that there would never be intersection and shortening.

The opponent's armor suit is indeed advanced, but it seems that it is not good in detection.

Of course, it could also be because Allen is too good at hiding.

[Initially, I wanted to be a hard bridge, hard horse, and a violent assault fighter. How come now, is he so professional in stealth and stealth? 】

He shook his head and suppressed the distracting thoughts that suddenly appeared.

Allen carefully followed behind the opponent, trying to get more information, and found their stronghold.

Then, the two sides began a long pull.

If you look from the top down, you can see that Allen is always hovering in a circle of 800 meters to 1,000 meters centered on this group of people, not far or near, just right.

As time passed, the long exploration also came to an end.

Finally, this group of people had a return movement.

Seeing this scene, Allen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But in an instant, he adjusted his mind again, raised his spirits, and began to follow with all his attention.

Because he knows that compared to before, now is the time to really test technology.

After all, no matter which ethnic group or the gathering place of intelligent life, safety always comes first.

Therefore, the difficulty of lurking in is not comparable to the current tracking like kite flying.

Thinking of this, Allen couldn't help sighing in his heart.

If in the previous time, he could learn some news in this regard, it might be a lot easier.

But unfortunately, no.

The opponent's battle armor seems to have its own contact function, which can enter the relevant channel with spirit and communicate directly, without the need for language to communicate.

Therefore, Allen's intention to obtain information directly through communication was directly aborted before it even started.

In this process, Alan has not thought about cracking the encryption, sneaking into the other party's channel, and obtaining information.

But the problem is, Alan really hasn't learned much about this aspect!

With the strength and purity of his mental will, there is no problem in forcibly cracking the estimate, but if you want to crack it quietly, it is basically a dream.

At present, Allen did not want to expose his existence so quickly, so he finally put out this idea.

Just carefully follow behind this group of people, and make tentative speculations through their behavior.

Fortunately, the energy for so long was not wasted, and it was finally time for them to return.

As soon as the mind moves, a small part that has been separated since entering the [Secret Realm] is used for the integration of mental arithmetic for counting heartbeats.

Allen realized that 12 hours and 27 minutes had already passed.

If we exclude the previous time of raiding and slashing the black shadows, exactly 12 hours have passed after this group of people.

However, what made him strange was that he felt that it had only been two hours.

This feeling is not clear, as if it was just a trance in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, without any substantive confirmation.

After all, even the feeling that the body is still strong but has digested the food in the abdomen is corroborating the correctness of his heartbeat timing.

However, for the moment of illusion, Allen was deeply impressed and unforgettable.

After thinking about it, and still not getting the result, Allen put down this idea for the time being, and began to follow it carefully.

In the beginning, the speed of this group of people was not very fast, not much different from when they were exploring the outside world before.

But after a while, their speed also slowly increased, maintaining a cruise-like rhythm.

Then, this rhythm, after passing a certain limit, suddenly broke and rose again.

Allen understood that they had entered a familiar world.

In other words, it is not far from the final destination.

And the subsequent changes in the surrounding environment also confirmed Allen's guess.

The ground under your feet is still pitch black, but it has a little more vitality. It is no longer as dry as it has lost all nutrients and turned into a wind and sand, but has a little more moist color, like wet soil, with gestation. The foundation of life.

The dense fog in the sky also seemed to have met a clear sky, and began to gradually dissipate.

Although nothing can be seen in a short distance, there is a clear change when the contrast is pulled to a sufficient length.

However, this situation is not very good for Allen.

Because Allen wants to hide, and the cooperation of the environment is indispensable.

If it is a silver rank wanderer, they are naturally protected by [shadows], can perform [shadow shuttle], control [shadow attack], and have the capital to come and go freely.

But Alan, although he also has certain accomplishments in hiding.

But without the cooperation of the environment, it may not be possible.

Of course, if we say that it is Wang Hassan's approach, we have to say something else.

However, although there was concern in his heart, there was no lag behind Allen's footsteps.

Let's talk about how to get in. You must find a gathering place before you can think about the method according to the specific situation.

Then, after another ten minutes, a magnificent building appeared in front of Allen.

The dark and deep but hopeful light flashed faintly, like stars all over the sky, flashing on the dome in mid-air.

The dome was wide and boundless, and vast and immeasurable. It was like a basin overturned, and it was stuck on the plain in a daze. It was a thick silver-gray mask.

The light of this mask is not brilliant, nor brilliant, extremely obscure, but like a brick cast, not frivolity, giving a sense of solidity.

The magical rune is inscribed on it, and the magical rune flashes and wanders, mysterious and unpredictable.

If it hadn't been for Allen's keen perception to feel that kind of virtual reality, the transformation between energy and matter, he would not be sure.

This building does not have the beauty in the traditional sense, but rather looks a bit crude. From a distance, it looks like a pot lid is buckled at random, and it is extremely ordinary.

Only when you get close to ~www.readwn.com~ can you see the tall city wall that is not short, and the solemn building like a fortress.

This fortress-level defensive fortification is not ordinary, but all of this has been robbed of its glory by the high dome.

The edge of the dome is like the edge of the bowl, and it fits tightly with the city wall, as if it were one piece.

Even above the city wall, there is a streamer floating, cold and solemn, sacred and majestic.

Alan stood in the distance, his figure hidden in the mist and could not be seen clearly, staring at this vast and magnificent building that did not resemble a human creation.

He did not rush forward, but stood quietly and watched the ten-person team undergoing inspection at the gate.

Then, disappeared from sight.

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