Chapter 840 (1/2)

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A dark red palm is pressed on a piece of gray sandstone, and the palm is covered with plasma. This pressing naturally leaves a clear fingerprint on the limestone. The owner of the palm was a man in a long black windbreaker. His face was hidden deep in his hat. In the shadow of the hat, there were two red spots flashing. The man sniffed something on the limestone like a hound, then lifted his hat to reveal a bare head full of green tendons, which was already a pair of dark, blood red concentric circles forming the pupils of the eyes.

He growled like a wild animal from his throat, and then, with both hands and feet, swept across the ground like some kind of reptile. This is a piece of gravel ground which is scorched and heated by the sunlight, but the man in black doesn't say a word even if his palm is scorched.

On the gray ground, a black spot moved rapidly. And behind, it's a black tide!

Albert grinned and strode ahead, followed by nine magic generals and hundreds of magic soldiers. They formed a rolling black wave on the gray surface, and followed the magic soldiers in front to the canyon.

This is one of the many canyons in the level 2 area. The difference is that the magic soldiers smell traces of underground rivers passing through the ground here. If there is water, there will be life. Life is concentrated in the source of water, and the alien race in the black earth is no exception. There must be an alien village near the water source. And that's where Albert's entertainment is, and he's looking forward to the wonderful look that the alien people will have when they see his side.

Thinking of this, he almost morbidly laughed.

Moni's right, either Albert or Nicholas. They all have one thing in common, which is almost crazy paranoia about something. Albert has a morbid paranoia about killing and blood. Every time he watches life go to death in his own hands, he will have a kind of pleasure. This pleasure is even more intense than the love between men and women.

Just like a drug addict, the difference is that what makes Albert addicted is his blood flowing out of his body.

But this time he was disappointed.

It would be more appropriate for the demon soldier in front to take him to a foreign village, or village ruins. What Albert saw were low bungalows that had been pushed down, sacrificial squares, water wells that were covered with gravel, and even the walls of nearby canyons had a huge human gap. There were black marks of gunfire all over the neighborhood, which made Albert very angry: ”damn the parliamentary army, did they get there first? No, this should be the trace left by the previous war, asshole. It's hard to find a village of foreign people... ”

”You Albert growled at the magic soldiers: ”there must be villages like this nearby. Find them for me!”

The magic generals let out a few short whistling to the magic soldiers, and the magic soldiers immediately dispersed. So on the gray earth, a dark flower blooms quietly.

Albert walked restlessly through the ruins of the village, occasionally picking through the rubble with his bloodstained broadsword, only to find that the village had been cleaned up. All the corpses, whether alien or human, have been taken away. He doesn't know whether to landfill or dispose of them in other ways. He didn't care. Even at this moment, he forgot the task Andre had given him.

Time passes between Albert's roar and the explosion, and the remaining nine demons will not even dare to get close to Albert. They already have good intelligence. They are very clear that if they are close to the commander at this time, they are likely to be killed by him to vent their anger.

At this time, a female demon will show an expression of listening, and then say to Albert in intermittent human language: ”village, someone...”

He pointed in one direction of the sandy land, and Albert finally showed a smile. Before the other magic soldiers came back, Albert went first in the direction pointed out by the Magic general. When he did this, the other generals sent the magic soldiers back. On the gray ground, the black flowers began to change shape. They took Albert as the arrow and merged into a triangular Kuroshio.

The village is also located in a long and narrow canyon, which is narrow in front and wide in back. When attacked, the number of enemy soldiers entering the village will be greatly limited. As long as the alien soldiers hold a checkpoint, they will be able to contain the attack of the other side. Naturally, they have the advantage of terrain. But on that day, the village also seemed to be in ruins.

But today, the alien retreated into the depths of the black earth and returned to his own village. After the battle between the Parliament and the hall of heroes, the blood cavalry and the army were transferred back, and the different tribes gradually returned from the hinterland of the black earth to their original villages. Those clans, which suffered heavy casualties in the war and were unable to maintain the scale of a village, were merged into some powerful clans. After time's tempering, these alien races will become branches and continue to multiply in this land.

As for Albert's alien race at present, it has maintained a relatively complete number. Judging from the fact that the damage to the village is not too serious, they should have evacuated in time on that day to avoid the large-scale death of the ethnic people.Most of the ruins have been cleared, and a small square is empty. I don't know whether it's the patriarch or the priest. They are carefully placing stone carvings similar to totems on the east side of the square. The appearance of this alien race is very similar to that of the asaks, except that they are shorter on average, with green skin rather than dark skin, only two arms and four legs, which makes them move like flies.

After a brief observation, we can see that the level of the soldiers in the alien race is only about level 5. One of them, a soldier of seven ranks, seems to be the leader of the village guard. The leader is roaring, asking the guards and the people to carry away the debris from the ruins. Others, on the other hand, brought in huge rocks that had not yet been polished.