The Godsfall Chronicles

Evening.

The training is over.

Another 35% of the mercenaries went out for fun.

The cloud eagle sneaks into the mantis studio, quietly no one inside, hurry to flip the case and take out a few cans in dozens of potions, make medicine to clean toxins and restore the body according to memory, the mantis call me every day, steal some potion today as hard work!

The cloud hawk is not a distressed Virgin, not to mention a gentleman with a pitiful incense.

Black Flag Battalion is ready to attack!

That's what cloudhawks should think about.

If the queen is more combative, the camp will be safer, the camp will be safer, and the cloud eagle will be safer. Besides, it would be an investment to please the queen. Perhaps she can learn a little more and do it for herself.

Done!

The eagle was proud to hold two cans of potion and was leaving.

Turn around for a moment.

He saw a tall, lean figure standing behind him, like a ghost without a sound, the whole person like a painting embedded in a dark dusk, silent, silent, cloudy, unable to see the expression on his face, two lenses flashing with cold lenses.

The cloud eagle jumped instantly: “You're a ghost! ”

When will he show up? I don't feel anything at all!

At this time, the mantis eyes fell on the potion tank, the cloud eagle was caught, there was no hiding place to hide, can only rush to make up a hard excuse: “I don't think my wound is healed, get some potion to use back, you won't be so petty! ”

Mantis has a thousand years of ice on its face. It's impossible to tell if it's angry or not.

Boo!

Mantis came over, and when he took the first step, a Mori Cold scalpel popped out of his finger.

The cloud eagle's pupils suddenly contracted and just stole some potion. This guy doesn't want to kill anyone!

Mantis footsteps are like cats, silent, shadowy and unpredictable, again like a forest cold knife blade that crossed the ear, silent passing from the cloud eagle, didn't even take a look, he walked to the work bench, put on gloves, pick up tools, lit fuel lights.

He started working as usual.

The cloudhawk found that the clothes had been soaked with cold sweat. In such a few seconds, there was a feeling of being stared at by a snake and covered in death, but after the reaction, an angst burst into my mind: “What do you mean, deliberately scared me?! ”

Three captains don't have a good thing.

The cunning fox is insidiously harsh, the mad dog is brutal, and the mantis is unimaginable.

But the next sentence of the mantis made the eagle's anger fade away, staring and staring. Mantis has always spoken a pale, cold tone, as if talking about a little thing that lacks interest, but its shock is no less than a thunderbolt struck a cloud hawk.

“Her world, you cannot enter, we are born in darkness and wilderness, always belonging to darkness and wilderness. ”

“What did you say? ”

The mantis scalpel cleverly cut open a body and said with a cold mouth of rejection a thousand miles away: "Remember, let's go. ”

The cloud hawk lasted five seconds, and the mantis never looked up again and was not talking, as if it were immersed in research. The cloud eagle is more familiar with the style of mantis, and this guy is as good as gold, but he never talks nonsense.

Does this mysterious guy know anything?

The cloudhawk wanted to ask, but he withstood again.

Mantis doesn't want to say anything, the cloud eagle can't ask anyway. Besides, these are not important for the time being. Now it is imperative to find the queen. Why spend so much time here? The eagle immediately left the mantis studio with the potion.

……

The central part of the Black Flag camp is a mansion that is not only large, but also very sturdy, making it the most dignified and luxurious residence in the camp.

Cloud eagles are getting more excited and excited when they think about getting into more wilderness things and even learning skills outside the wilderness. He touched the stone hanging on his chest, and the hunter might be able to use it, which is why he had to learn from the Bloody Queen. Although he didn't know where the stone came from, he believed it was unusual.

When the cloudhawk is about to walk into the Bloody Queen's private house.

Boo!

An arrow rubbed across the tip of the eagle's nose, a quarter booked into the big rock on the ground beside him, and the feathers were still trembling. With such a powerful arrow, if you deviate by a few centimeters, the cloud eagle's head has to be pierced.

“You can't lean in here. Get out! ”

A giant man walks in with several elite graphic members. The giant man is a cloud hawk who has seen and met, and is the captain of the elite regiment, the bear!

This is not a bad Yellow Springs captain's top experts.

Don't talk about dealing with bears, I'm afraid any elite group member can defeat them.

“Why are you stopping me?” The Eagle is not inferior. "The Bloody Queen sent me! ”

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

“You don't pee and take pictures of yourself. ”

“The queen will let this boy come here? ”

Several elite fighters ridiculed it.

“How dare a yellow spring rookie come here to make trouble?” The bear came like a tower, looking down at the little guy in front of him, and the angry beast looked like a chosen monster: “Even the cunning fox wouldn't dare to sprinkle wild here anymore! Get back where you belong before I get mad! ”

The eagle was not deterred by the mood of the bear, and his eyes stared at him dead.

“Die! ”

Bearton was furious, and as he was about to do it, a dull noise came out of the building: "Let him in! ”

This sound is like the sizzling sound of hundreds of snakes at the same time, making people sweat all over themselves.

The bear's expression suddenly solidified, confused and confused: “Queen, this...”

The Bloody Queen's voice was hoarse but unquestionable, "Do you have a problem with that? ”

“No... no! ”

Bear hurried out and respectfully excused himself. The first captain of the famous elite regiment in the surrounding black flag camp dared not breathe in front of the queen!

This compels cloudhawks to admire the queen, because characters like bears are not easily domesticated, just like sly fox mad dogs. Although the power of the bloody queen frightens them, it is impossible to say that they obey the bloody queen from the heart!

The cloud eagle swung into the queen's private house.

A deep jealousy appeared in the eyes of the bear. He had followed the queen's advice for almost a year, but never had a chance to enter the queen's house. This yellow spring did not know where the waste was picked up. Why was the queen so fond of it? For what reason?

Several elite warriors muttered in dissatisfaction.

“The queen hasn't returned for days. What's wrong with this return? ”

“Boss Bear hasn't even been in the Queen's room. Why would he go in there? ”

The bear drank: "Shut up! ”

Everyone looks at each other and shuts up in silence.

How could the Bloody Queen stand so steady in the Black Flag Camp? One of the important reasons why this overwhelming personal strength is so distant is the strong support of the elite.

Boss Bear is the leader of the elite, why is he so loyal to the Queen?

In fact, Boss Bear's mind, the elite group is no longer a secret. The helpless bloody queen coldly and arrogantly scorned the wildlings like termite mustard, never looked at them for a moment, the elite brothers felt a little unworthy for the bear.

A pair of tiger eyes of the bear reveal a complex colour.

When the Blood Queen first arrived at the Black Flag Camp, there was a very accidental opportunity for the bear to see the true face of the Blood Queen, arguably the first person in the camp to see the true face of the Blood Queen. Even at a glance, this beauty, which does not belong to the wilderness or even to man, is branded dead in the heart of a bear.

Bears don't know the bloody queen, they don't know the bloody queen's experience, they don't know the purpose of the bloody queen, he doesn't know anything about the bloody queen, it doesn't matter, from the first glance of the bloody queen, the bear seems to have found the sacred pure earth of the dark cruel world.

It's not exactly the love of the humble.

This is more of a belief, where everyone has their own faith.

Bear thinks he sees the most beautiful things in heaven and earth, the most perfect gem in the world, a fire of faith lit in darkness, he decides to defend it with all his strength and energy. Although he is filthy and despicable, he is not worthy of this sacred treasure, but he will never allow anyone to tarnish anything, even at all!

“This kid...”

Boss Bear's Iron Fist couldn't help but grip it and just feel disgusted like swallowing dozens of maggots!

What is the queen's favorite, and what is the queen's private home?

“Boss Bear, why don't we find two brothers to put him...”

An elite team member watched the colour and cautiously suggested a sentence.

The bear hesitated and said: "Watch out for the yellow springs, the cunning fox is very short. ”

The elite laughed and said, "Don't worry, Master Bear, we're not going to suspect anything. ”

Boss Bear remembers the wolf. If the wolf's dick isn't dead, why should the elite be so unscrupulous with Yellow Springs mercenaries? He has lost his good brother, who is willing to slip his knife, and can no longer tolerate the destruction of the holy place by filthy rats, the last spiritual pillar of living in this dark world in the wilderness!

The unlucky cloudhawk could never have dreamed that the bear would have a morbid obsession with the Bloody Queen, and he couldn't have thought that because of that little thing, he had completely offended the elite group at the Black Flag camp.

“How did you get here so soon? ”

The bloody queen had wet black hair and scattered her shoulders out.

Without a cloak and leather coat, she wore only a robe. White and long snow-neck swan-like sophistication and pride. The slightly dazzling groove in her chest was enough to inspire any man's beastiality. If the long, sturdy snow-white legs were hidden, it would be the most perfect piece of art, and it would reflect the high calm figure and elegance.

The only thing that's stunning is the ghost mask.

The cloud hawk understood that he was not attracted to death by the stunning, more tempting things in front of him. The whole tank of clean water in the bathroom seemed to have been used up and was slowly being drained into the pipe.

“Were you just in the shower?” The cloud eagle's eyes are almost bursting: “With this big tank of clean water, you're going to take a bath? ”