My Heroic Life

"I'm Mimir, you should know me, I need to talk to you."

Roland raised his eyebrows. He asked this woman to come here mainly because Isaac was entrusted when he was dying. Although he was once an enemy, the real warrior is always admirable, and on the other hand, the man will die. Good, Isaac hoped that he would listen to Mimir's words, which Roland felt would be fine.

All defeats are defeated.What other waves can be made?

But when he really heard the information revealed by Mimir, Roland's expression was unmoved, but there was a storm in his heart, and he even doubted his ears.

"You said that almost all the high priests of the Union were killed by Walklord? Why? Is there any evidence?"

"I can't collect clear evidence for this kind of thing. If it does, I won't be able to appear in front of you."

After talking to Roland, I learned that Mimir had predicted that Walklord would be against her and ran out ahead of time. She hid on the southern coast for a while, then took a boat to Egypt after several twists and turns, and only now returned to Europe.

"In other words, this is all your guess, which is a bit..."

"Your Excellency Roland, you should have received information about the battle between the high-ranking priests in Asaph City. This can confirm the authenticity of my words from the side, and the purpose is very simple."

Mimir's light blue pupils were silent, she said as if she had explained the facts:

"Wokrod is recovering the fragments of the crown of gods."

"what?"

"The blood of the gods is strictly speaking the legacy of the combination of the projections of the gods in the crown of the gods and the demon world. Its powerful root is the crown of the gods, and now Walklord is refilling the crown for further transformation. "

"Transformation? What do you mean?"

"It is temporarily unknown, but based on the clues we have collected before, I suspect that he has the ability to manipulate the demon realm. Monsters, trees, he seems to be able to exert influence."

"..."

In the subsequent conversation, Roland learned that Lockward had never made any moves before others. These were inferred by Mimir through a series of side evidence, but according to her, this was only a conservative estimate.

Roland sitting in the chair was silent, his face gradually becoming serious.

Things are a bit troublesome.

Stronger than the master of the British Demon Realm, Votigung, is only able to command the fantasy species, and it is still in the background of the magic tide, and is not all the monsters in the Demon Realm, but the current opponent may actually be able to exert influence on the trees. , Which almost changed the nature of combat.

The opponent is a mixed force of humans and monsters, which is nothing, but if it is ubiquitous trees, then this is not so much a war as it is against nature, and the entire strategic deployment needs to be reconsidered.

Whether this news is true or false, Roland needs to pay attention to it, and according to Mimir's current situation, the possibility of false information is not high.

At the same time the two talked, the intelligence has been transmitted to the think tank, many experts began to formulate countermeasures, and the quantum computer simulation began to be reset.

Fortunately, the European Union’s offensive plan is after New Year’s Day. If this is true, the coalition forces will be caught off guard. While secretly sighing by luck, Roland also asked Mimir’s thoughts and interpersonal relations in detail. .

During the conversation, Roland learned that the woman in front of him was a war orphan. For some reason, Isaac took care of Mimir during his death, and Mimir had revealed to him that he suspected Walklord and planned to escape. The tendency of European union.

"Isaac died in a battle with me, don't you hate me?"

"I really hate you." Mimir didn't hide it, and said his feelings plainly, and then added: "But I know that man, he probably regards the battle with you as an honor, and with the current Judging from the status, my subordinates, colleagues, and friends are probably all killed by Walklord, and I should be one of his goals. I must do something."

"But why did you come to Europe to unite, Egypt or other places are better choices for you, right?"

"Because of you, Lord Roland." Mimir looked at the young man and said: "You have defeated Isaac and proved your strength. Of course, more importantly, although I don't know why, Walklord has been guarding you. , You should have something that makes him jealous."

"..."

The exchanges between the two lasted for several hours, and finally Mimir was protected as a special adviser to the Clan Alliance, and the front-line investigation work also began.

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It is difficult to ignite the trees in the Demon Realm, at least for ordinary fires, especially in the forest of the Nine Realms, where the perennial trees are lush. .

If you think about it, if the Demon Realm is so easy to destroy, humans won't have to work hard to fight fantasy species. They only need to set fire to the mountains to directly eradicate the malignant tumors on the surface of these worlds.

Rogers thought about this, looked at the cigarette butt in his hand for a while, and then rubbed it back and forth to extinguish it.

This tall man has always been rigorous, but this time he did this not because of his own good qualities, but because of his current mission.

At this moment, he was lying in ambush in the bushes under the trees next to a path in the Demon Territory, with a tactical camouflage on his face, a green plant hat on his head, and a jungle combat uniform with concealment magic that made him lie in the grass like a ghost. Difficult to capture.

The dress is perfect, but unfortunately, there is no goal.

The recent order that Rogers's troops received was to investigate the periphery of the demon realm and strive to capture the enemy to obtain information. This was a task assigned to the sharp knife force. As a figure who led the special team all year round, Rogers naturally received the attention of his superiors.

For three days, he has been squatting on this trail with the five-man team. The terrain is high, the field of view is wide, and the scouts in the front row are well-positioned. They can accurately judge the size of the enemy. If there are more than three Rogers, they will continue to hide and let go. If there are less than three people, they will decide whether to implement arrest work according to the specific situation.

Ambushing is a work that requires patience. Patience and perseverance are even more important than strength. Just like lone snipers who carry out assassinations, you never know when the prey will enter the scope. All you can do is wait.

Rogers has always been confident in his ability in this area, but this time, he felt very uncomfortable, which is why he took the risk of exposure and just smoked a cigarette.

It's been three days since no one has been there anyway, and he has considered changing a place.

There are very few patrol personnel in the defensive deployment of the Clan Union, which makes him very troubled. While waiting for nothing, he is also a little confused. The recent demon realm gives him a very uncomfortable feeling.

Occasionally, when the cool midnight wind blew through the woods and made a rustle, he would feel that something nearby was spying on him, like a giant holding him in his hand to observe.

Rogers didn't know why this was, but he knew that there must be demons when things go wrong. Warriors who spend years between life and death often trust their own judgments, and Rogers is one of them.

He buried the extinguished cigarette butt in the soil and waited on the spot for another two hours, until the sky gradually darkened and the night wind started to blow again, he frowned in disgust, and lay down in the darkness not far away. The players waved their hands and made a transfer gesture.

However, before the gesture was finished, a signal was sent from the secret whistle observer in front, and two different birdsong sounded, making Rogers and the four people refreshed.

Two enemies, apostles, normal equipment.

Rogers terminated the gesture and prepared for action. The four members of the action team secretly kept on guard. Until two minutes later, the moment two soldiers from the Union hurried past, the sound of the silent short crossbow in the grass sounded, and the expensive enchanted bow and arrow shot out , Two arrows flashed in the air, and the two marching snorted at the same time.

One of the two soldiers was shot in the back and fell directly to the ground, unable to move. The other was shot in the forearm because he found something wrong when the arrow was fired and blocked the arrow with his hand. action.

Rogers and the others rushed to see this. The soldiers who had not fallen down yelled at first and tried to drew their swords to resist, but before they succeeded, they were thrown to the ground by the team behind them, and they were immediately tied with their hands.

He wanted to open his mouth and call for help, but he was immediately smashed in the face by Rogers with an old fist, and then he was sealed with tape, tied tightly with restraint ropes, and was taken away with his paralyzed teammates.

Rogers uttered an indistinguishable bird song from his mouth and reported good news to the secret whistle in front of him. He kept moving in his hands, pulling the two people to the escape route after the mission was completed.

He glanced back at the gloomy tree trunk he was lying on before, and suddenly felt that the coldness on his body became a little heavier, he frowned and gave a brief order.

"go!"

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Rogers has done meritorious service, but it is not a big achievement. Dozens of action teams have captured more than 20 people. They have been held for interrogation. The upper level obviously wants to obtain further information from them about the enemy in the forest.

He didn’t know how his mission was accomplished. The two men didn’t look like battle-tested veterans, but it was enough to be used for business. If it was before, he might continue the mission again, but now he Without such thoughts, for some reason, he subconsciously wanted to stay away from the magical realm.

After several months of construction, the European Union Frontline has grown to a considerable scale. It is not so much a position as it is an armed town. The facilities are quite complete. They no longer need to be ambush in a civilized land. They can eat cold and hard military biscuits, but can enter the canteen.