People are in the ark, not heroes

Lynn observed Tallulah's expression carefully, and he had a bad feeling in his heart, because there was no smile in Tallulah's eyes.

Tallulah... If she was still the same five years ago, she would be so surprised that her eyes would roll with laughter when she heard such good news.

However, at this moment, Lynn could only see indifference and a fleeting killing intent from the bottom of her eyes?

Her eyes changed quickly, and those bad emotions were well hidden in the next moment, so that Lin En felt that he had misread.

Tallulah's face was filled with a smile again, and she praised Lynn loudly. At that moment, everyone thought that she had given up her plan to attack Chernobog, but the next moment she changed the subject: "Even so, The capture of Chernobog is still a matter of urgency for us."

Lin En's hand held the hilt of the sword, which was a very dangerous signal. The cadres of the integration movement immediately became vigilant and tensed up.

"why."

Lynn looked at Tallulah coldly: "Give me a reason, a reason why you let so many infected people die in vain."

"The integration movement is too large. One or two villages can no longer accommodate so many infected people. Considering the future of the integration movement, it is very beneficial to have an urban area of ​​a mobile city as a base."

"Tell me, what are you doing this for? Is it for your own selfish desires, or to integrate the movement?"

"Of course to integrate the movement."

Facing Lynn's question, Tallulah answered confidently, as if she really thought so.

But Lin En understood that this was just an appearance.

The former fighter who devoted himself to his ideals like a raging fire may no longer be there.

What is left is just a conspirator in the skin of Tallulah, a dead bone in a tomb.

"Talulah, you have changed."

Lin En took a deep breath, and gradually exerted strength with his hand holding the hilt, pulling out the big sword fixed in the scabbard inch by inch.

"If it was you in the past, you would definitely answer: it is for all the infected compatriots."

"If it were you, you would never sacrifice the lives of others because of an issue that can be compromised."

"I still remember that you would tell the people of the integration movement that you are fighting for the tomorrow of the infected, you are fighters against injustice, not executioners who kill innocent people indiscriminately. At that time, you would restrain your subordinates with your conscience, and Alina used knowledge and books to help them get on the right path...and now, if you look around, what do the infected see in their eyes besides hatred and tyranny?"

In a daze, he recalled five years ago, when the scale of the integration movement was still very small, just a hundred or so infected people reported to the group for warmth, and the Patriot guerrillas and Froststar's snow monster squad were the guardians of the infected. The eyes of those simple infected people are all yearning and hope for tomorrow.

On a cold snowy night, they sat around the fire, talking and laughing with a bowl of wild vegetable soup in their arms. Tallulah would sit among ordinary infected people and chat with them, while Alina would hold a book Smiling at her from a distance.Froststar and Patriot sat around. At that time, Patriot’s throat hadn’t been affected, and Froststar was not terminally ill. They would communicate like a normal father and daughter. Occasionally, Froststar would take the vodka candies that Tallulah made for her. To tease the unsuspecting, then smile the moment the victim looks shocked.

At that time, everything was still beautiful. Although life was very difficult, everyone had hope in their hearts, whether it was Tallulah or Frost Star, whether it was Alina or Lynn, even the patriot old man... everyone They all smiled happily and sincerely.

But now, the dragon girl who appeared in front of her...

After listening to Lynn's words, Tallulah's face sank completely, and she also pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist, and a faint flame wrapped around it, causing the surrounding temperature to suddenly rise.

"Lynn, you voluntarily left the Reunification Movement a few years ago. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are a traitor. You have no right to dictate my decision."

"Oh, a traitor?"

Lynn recalled that night, Tallulah braved the heavy snow to send herself out of the border of Ursus, wearing a tattered cloak, she looked very embarrassed at that time.

And, the conversation between the two before they parted.

"Lynn."

"Ah."

"If one day, I turn into someone I don't even recognize... Please come and stop me."

Lin En cut off his nostalgic thoughts. He raised his head and looked at Tallulah in front of him. No matter what, he couldn't connect the current her with the memories of the past.

The air became scorching hot and dry, and the flame in the stove grew stronger.

Dots of sparks surround Tallulah, bringing unparalleled pressure to people. Lynn admits that this may be the strongest enemy he has encountered so far. At this moment, Tallulah, even in the face of The Patriots can also give it a go.

But so what?

The heavy sword rubbed against the ground made of bluestone, and as the fire patterns engraved on the blade lit up one by one, this Sarkaz, who seemed not strong, also burst out with the momentum to fight against the dragon girl.

"Tallulah."

"According to the agreement, I will kill you."

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"I am intelligence, not a love machine!" "

Chernoborg tour :

Chapter 15 The Battle of the Mercenaries

The conflict broke out in an instant, and the conference room exploded amidst the disbelieving eyes of the surrounding integration movement members.

It was W who did it. Taking the opportunity of looking around, she sneakily placed some explosives in the corner, waiting for this moment to come.

The smoke was quickly blown away by the cold wind, and there were only three figures intact in the ruins. Lynn, who was able to forcibly disable nearby explosives with Originium skills, needless to say, the tall figure of the patriot is like an iron that will never collapse. The mountain generally stands on top of the rubble, unshakable.

On the other hand, Tallulah was surrounded by flames all over her body, no matter how violent the explosion was, she could not overwhelm the flames on her body. When she sensed that there was an explosive nearby, she directly melted part of it with flames, so that W deliberately threw it at her. The special bomb at his feet didn't work at all.

Except for these three people, the rest of the cadres of the integration movement were more or less injured by the explosion, especially one of the cadres known as the "King Slayer". The shock wave was blown away directly, and the whole person didn't know where he flew. It can be roughly judged that he has lost the ability to fight.

W herself could not escape the explosion caused by herself. Although she did not place any explosives beside her, and Lynn was in front of her as a shield, the conference room was only that big, and the shock wave caused by the explosion knocked her out. Her face was ashamed, and a sharp gravel scratched her face, but she didn't care at all, instead she laughed heartily.

"Dirty little trick, a waste of our respective time."

Tallulah's eyes turned, and the invisible fire followed her gaze towards W's body. At this moment, W is at the moment when the old strength has been exhausted and the new strength has not been born, so it should be impossible to avoid it.

Lynn's footsteps moved sideways, and the flame-stained sword directly cut off Tallulah's origin stone skills.

"Interesting, you cut off my fire..."

Only then did Tallulah look squarely at the man in front of her.

"Don't underestimate me, Tallulah."

Lynn answered with a deep voice.

"You are no longer who you were five years ago, and I am no longer who you were five years ago."

"Indeed, you are much stronger than before."

Talula nodded calmly, but the next moment she raised the sword in her hand and pointed it at the sky, her voice suddenly became louder.

"Fellows of the Reunification Movement—"

She paused for a second.

"Kill those Sarkaz mercenaries, they are enemies, shameless traitors, and lackeys of Ursus."

The camp of the integration movement is boiling.

……

"here we go."

As soon as the explosion sounded, Hedley knew that the conversation had probably collapsed.

"Prepare for the worst."

He told the mercenaries around him like this: "If possible, try not to hurt ordinary people, but if the other party picks up a sword, don't show mercy. Your own life is the most important thing."

"Relax, boss."

A Sarkaz magic swordsman smiled: "It's just a group of rookies, I can fight five of these infected people of the integration movement!"

He was immediately glared at by the taciturn Sarkaz centurion next to him, and even through the black iron mask, he could feel the warning in his sight.

"Don't be careless, an ant colony can also kill an elephant."

When the Integration Movement showed its fangs to the Sarkaz mercenaries, they discovered that these demon warriors, whom they had been secretly despising, were actually powerful and well-trained, comparable to guerrilla fighters of the patriots. team elite.

How can you survive the brutal Kazdel Civil War without two brushes?

The Infected of the Integrative Movement have been fighting smoothly in recent days, which makes them forget the awe of the enemy.

Now, it was their turn to fear.

The strongest thing about the infected is their spells. Most of the infected are almost born warlocks. They don't need a staff or study. As long as they obey their instincts, they can use the origin stone crystals on their bodies to release spells.

However, for the Sarkaz people who have been dealing with the energy of Originium all year round, ordinary spells are nothing to fear.

The mercenaries tore apart the offensive formed by the infected warriors like a bamboo. The weak spells could not penetrate the magic protection that the Sarkaz were proud of. The arrows that rained down were countered by the warlocks with fierce spells As for the ordinary soldiers with swords and shields in their hands, they are almost defeated at the touch of a button.

Sarkaz people are generally not merciful, especially in life-and-death battles, the infected who dared to attack this Sarkaz mercenary group quickly left their corpses on the ground and collapsed, and the blood-stained One by one, the demons stepped over the corpses and walked towards the center of the battlefield.

With a sword in hand, one must be ready to face death.

Then, just as the mercenaries were about to arrive at their destination, a line of shield guards stood in front of their path like a solid wall. The thick shields, steel armor, and tall stature were impressively the guerrillas under the command of the patriots. warriors.

The Shield of the Infested, that's what those who live on the northern plains of Ursus call this guerrilla group.

"Sarkaz, stop, the front is beyond your reach."

The leading shield guard took a step forward, while Sarkaz Centurion, who was at the front of the team, walked towards the shield guard tit for tat. The big sword in his hand was dragged, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

"Our leader is inside."

"She's more... Forget it, let her tell you herself."

So a much shorter Sarkaz woman emerged from the middle of the tall shield guards. Hedley took a closer look and saw that it was W who was disgraced by his own bomb.

"W, what are you?"

"Linn and Tallulah are fighting. I have reached a consensus with the old patriot. Regardless of the two monsters, Tallulah's call will make many infected people lose their minds and attack us. Let the infected be subdued."

"uniform?"

"If you can subdue it, subdue it. After all, we are still a cooperative relationship. What commission do we have after killing the integration movement people?"

W threw the bomb remote control in his hand.

"Of course, if your life is really in danger, then don't hesitate to do it. It doesn't matter. Even the patriots don't care too much about this kind of thing. After all, they did it first. .”

"We're not those elm-headed shield guards, we won't stand and wait to die... Those shield guards are friendly troops to us?"

"It's better to say that they are neutral than friendly forces. Just leave them alone. They won't take the initiative to help us, and they won't attack us."

Hedley nodded. He turned around, looked at the infected warriors pouring out of the village, and pulled out the sword at his waist.

"Everyone-"

"Fight."

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Looking at yesterday's data, counting the clicks, it is about four shifts in arrears.

Acceptable, but that's all!

Anyway, there is no money for the recommendation ticket, use the recommendation ticket to make me a code word girl.jpg

Including the day before yesterday, there were seven shifts in total, and after removing these two shifts, there are still five shifts owed.

Originally, I thanked @names one by one, but I don’t know why in Shu Ke’s comments. @太太名名 will tell me that I have exceeded the number of words.

thank you all!Thank you for your blades, rewards, monthly tickets and recommended tickets!

Chernoborg tour :

Chapter No.16 Sword Edges Staggered

Time goes back to 5 minutes ago.

At the moment when Lynn and Tallulah confronted each other, the guerrilla fighters immediately came to the Patriots' side.

"Captain, what should we do?"

"Maintain, order. Prevent, fight. Avoid, shed blood."

The patriot's hoarse voice was like a pinnacle of pinning the sea, allowing the guerrillas, who were still a little confused, to find their target in an instant.

"understand!"