The Dark King

Du Dean took down the map, rolled it up, and groped for other sentries.

"Say, what is the situation with the war ahead?" A sentinel hiding in a rock pile was tortured by Dudian.

The sentinel was frightened by Du Dean who had suddenly infiltrated, and was a little ignorant. Before waiting for his resistance, Du Dean's bladed arm reached his forehead. The skin of his eyebrows had been cut, and the pain made him realize how much this blade was. Sharp.

However, the sentry did not succumb to this. Although he had not read any books, he knew that Du Dian had attacked him, indicating that he was the enemy of the empire. If he compromised, it would be treason.

The things carved into his bones from an early age made him decide in an instant that he would rather die than die!

Du Di'an didn't expect a sentinel he was about to torture. It happened to be a hard bone, but he didn't care. In this role, he had encountered too many before.

It didn't take long for the sentinel to kneel in front of Du Dean, pain, fear, torture into the nerves... When the pain exceeded the load, his beliefs did not play a role in relieving, even forgetting at this moment.

Soon, Du Dean dug out the information he wanted from the mouth of the sentry, relying on the arrival of the bloodthorn legion that the sentinel said to judge whether what he said was true or false, and after the situation was understood, he also let this cut off On all fours, he sent his binocular sentinel free.

The flame emerged from the palm of your hand, attached to the corpse of the sentry, and burned out quickly, leaving only traces of burning in place.

The sentry clothing was neatly stacked next to it.

Du Di'an unbuttoned his armor, put on the sentinel military uniform, and then handled the scene, while squeezing the face bones with his hands, making his face look like this sentinel.As for the hair color, he could not change it. Fortunately, the sentry had a military cap. He cut his hair into an inch, put on the military cap, and learned to look like the sentry lurking in the rock, waiting for the night to come.

At night, a figure quietly lurked close.

Du Di'an noticed it for a long time, but didn't move. When the figure approached, he looked around and then knocked on the stone.

Du Di'an enabled the ability of the Tortoiseshell Demon Mark, climbed out of the rock calmly, stood up, and said lowly: "How come you come."

This is a young man under 30 years old with rough skin on his face. After hearing Du Dean's words, he stared angrily at his eyes and said: "Don't, I'm pissing on the road, it's just a little late."

Du Dian snorted softly and said, "I'll go back first."

The young man waved his hand and quickly drilled into the rock.

When Du Di'an saw nothing exposed, his eyes flickered slightly, turned away, and ran along the way when the young man came. When he ran to the end of his previous vision, he continued to walk with the smell left by the young man.

The smell left by the young man along the way was very light, but there were still shallow prints on the ground where he deliberately used weed feet as a veteran hunter, these could not hide him, and half an hour later, he came to a valley, where Behind the valley, the towering wall of God of War is vaguely visible, like a black behemoth entangled between heaven and earth under the stars and moon, full of oppression.

Here, closer to the God of War wall.

Du Di'an's eyes fell into the valley, and the golden light flashed in his eyes, and he saw an underground structure in the valley, but it was not a well-equipped underground base, but a very simple underground cave.

Qibadao figure is living in the cave at the moment, some are sleeping, some are chatting, some are reading a small slap magazine, busy in hand.

"Found it." Dark eyes were a little calm and a little indifferent. Du Dean took off his sentry uniform and stood naked in the night. When the breeze hit him, he rolled up the stone armor spikes, and his figure moved quickly. Jump into the valley.

Ten minutes later, a figure slowly came out of the valley, his body was naked, half of his chest was stained with blood, he held a pure bucket in his hand, lifted it, dripped it from the head, washed away the blood on his body, and then Steamed the ground moisture, picked up the sentry military uniform that fell on the grass and put it on, and then trot all the way towards the wall of the god of war, maintaining a slow speed.

Previously, from the sentinel's mouth, he failed to interrogate the strongholds of their sentry alternations. He thought that these sentinels lived on the wall of the God of War, and did not expect to be a stronghold in the nearby hidden valley.However, now that something is wrong here, someone must report the intelligence to the God of War.

A moment later, Du Dean came to the Wall of God of War and took out the whistle in the inner mezzanine of the sentry uniform and blew hard.

Whoosh!

Within a few minutes, a figure flew off the wall of God of War with a pair of huge bird wings behind it, like an angel.

"What's the matter?" After landing at a height of four or five meters above Dudean's head, the man stopped, and Dudean had to look up at him, "Has a monster invaded?" As a sentry stationed in the wall, although the main duty is to guard against someone approaching Here, but in most cases, basically no one is so stupid as to attack this anti-spirit wall alone, unless it is the evil pagans in the empire.

Du Di'an quickly said: "Someone attacked us!"

"Is it a human?" The contempt in the youth's eyes disappeared, revealing a bit of dignity. Seeing Du Dean's look was not like lying, nor daring to lie, he groaned slightly and said: "A few people, have they run away?"

"I don't know. When I went back from work, I saw everyone was dead, but looking at their wounds, it wasn't caused by a monster." Du Dean said immediately.

The young man frowned slightly, didn’t see it with his own eyes, and only judged by the wound... Thinking about it, he still believed. Although the other party was just a sentry, such a simple judgment should not go wrong.

"Come with me." He leaned over and grabbed Du Dean's shoulder and took him to the wall of God of War.

"I'll take you to see the brigade commander, you tell her the situation in detail." The youth said coldly.

Du Dian responded, but his eyes were attracted by the scene on the wall of the God of War. The huge spaceship like the Bloodthorn Legion I saw earlier stopped two or three ships in this field of vision, but it was not the bloodthorn king. The badge, but a bloody vertical pupil, is very strange.

In addition, there are hundreds of small airships with a capacity of four or five.

In addition, Du Dean also saw small fighters, almost the same as the fighters of the old era, as well as passenger planes, and black box-like objects like boxes, like large cargo boxes.

Du Dian was shocked by the technology presented here. Although he had expected it, he was still a little shocked to see it with his own eyes, especially when he saw several huge "white pots" with a diameter of seven or eight meters. It's like a super radio telescope, but I don't know whether it is a telescope or a device that receives wireless signals.

"Originally, these things did not exist on the wall of the God of War in the east. Was it created in such a short period of time? Impossible, even with the outbreak of technology, it is impossible to develop so fast in just a few years. South Troll Interracial?" Du Dean had some doubts in his eyes. He thought about it quickly, and thought it should be like this. The Fire Dragon Interracial in the east can fly. These fighters can't exert much combat power in the east, mainly relying on manpower.

After all, in this post-disaster evolutionary era, mortal power is stronger than machinery.

"If this is the case, the trolls from the south will not fly?" Du Dean guessed.

"Don't look around." The young man leading the way drank and said, "Here it is, think about what you see, and I'll tell the brigadier first."

Dudian nodded.

The young man entered the tent in front, then came out after a while, and shouted to Du Dean: "Go in." He raised his hand and lifted the curtain of the tent.

Du Di'an was very cautious. When he walked in, he saw a woman in a military uniform standing in front of a sand table on the left side of the wide tent, frowning and staring, with golden hair, her cheeks were delicate, her eyebrows were tall and a little bit British. .