At this moment, Chen Mo distributed some previously obtained pistols and ammunition in his inventory to the remaining human resistance forces.
He had searched for these things in the dungeon. In theory, he could bring them out of the dungeon. However, in the bloody battle with Marquis Abro just now, the human resistance army suffered heavy casualties, and even their weapons were almost wiped out.<
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We still have heavy artillery, but rifles are relatively scarce.
Fortunately, Chen Mo still has more than half of it in his inventory.
In fact, the things you save are meant to be used.
Saving is a kind of pleasure of harvest, and using it on the edge is another sense of accomplishment. Chen Mo also began to learn to pay for certain things.
He saw so many people and things along the way, and Chen Mo gradually began to reconcile with the world.
The only regret is that He Wuji specially left a few blood descendants alive in order to ask some questions about Duke Bolton.
However, the vast majority of vampire soldiers chose to commit suicide before being interrogated.
Chen Mo originally thought these blood descendants were so courageous, but in the end, those who did not commit suicide were all killed by the soul restraint. The blood descendants killed by the soul restraint turned into ants-like creatures after their death.
, which attracted everyone’s admiration. This should be some of Duke Bolton’s punishment for the leaker.
Escape will not trigger the ban, but the leak meeting, it must be said that Duke Bolton is still very careful in some aspects.
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"Everyone, we are all brothers who have been through life and death. We are all brothers who have drank together, raced in cars, and killed people. Do you know why you are still alive?"
Chachai stood on a stone platform, doing the final mobilization before the war.
Those who were able to survive the previous battle are the most elite part of the human resistance army.
Although there are not many in number, they are all leaders in the army.
"Aren't we alive just to fight for a future for the human race? Everyone put on their armor, grab their weapons and follow me into the royal city. Today is a good time for us to clean up the old mountains and rivers!"
"Wait a minute." At this time, He Wuji suddenly walked out.
Chachai asked in confusion: "What are you waiting for?"
"Wait for someone to watch the snow." He Wuji said with a smile.
Cha Guai seemed to have thought of something and looked around, but he never saw the boy.
......
It's breezy and cloudy today. It's obviously summer, but it feels like early spring has just passed.
When the snow melts and spring comes, all kinds of flowers are like the inflated figure of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, big and small, round and tender, green, fat, red and thin.
Chen Mo stood on a hilltop, next to the controlled black-robed Pharaoh and Kellys who had been following Chen Mo.
Kelis followed Chen Mo along the way and saw the other party's various operations, and finally realized something. She said: "Master Ram, I think you are not simple! Now, what are you going to do?"
"How about we make a bet?" Chen Mo looked at Kellys beside him with a smile.
"A bet?" Kelis came to Chen Mo's side, sniffed it, and said affirmatively: "I smell the smell of a gambler. Tell me, what are you betting on?"
"Hmm..." Chen Mo thought for a moment, "I haven't decided on the bet yet, but I can tell you where fate will take this world next."
Chen Mo opened his arms, and in an instant, the wind howled.
He felt the wind blowing against his face, and the dark city was hidden in the shadows, almost reflecting his eyes that were gradually turning scarlet.
......
About 20k away from the Scarlet City, a cold man with a knife mark on the side of his face walked at the front. His brown eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and behind him, there were people as dense as locusts.
The army of the undead.
"Master, should we worry about the black-robed Pharaoh now?" A necromancer asked respectfully to the Pale Lord.
The Pale Lord shrugged nonchalantly
Said: "He is too high-profile. Something will happen sooner or later. I have warned him before, but he didn't listen. Now even if you tell me that he was killed by a vampire, I will say that he deserves it."
However, at this moment, another necromancer came over and said in a deep voice: "All the close followers of the black-robed Pharaoh are dead, but the body of the black-robed Pharaoh was not found."
"No body found?" The Pale Lord frowned slightly.
He had already received the news that the Marquis of Ablo had left the Scarlet City and was heading in their direction, so he instinctively thought that there was a head-on encounter between the black-robed Pharaoh and the Marquis of Ablo.
"Marquis Abro has a forbidden object in his hand. The black-robed Pharaoh is no match for him, but if the other party wants to kill him easily, it's not that easy either."
At this time, a necromancer suddenly said: "The black-robed Pharaoh never reported why he came here from the beginning to the end. Could it be that he has another purpose?"
The black-robed Pharaoh has always been at odds with the entire undead clan, and has even had many disagreements. Therefore, it is very possible for the black-robed Pharaoh to do some stupid things for his own benefit.
However, at this moment, no one except the parties involved knows what happened in this battle. Everyone can only rely on guessing.
"Forget it, no matter what, let's go quickly and meet up with the werewolf clan. We've come a long way this time, so we can't just leave without catching anything!"
However, at this moment, another necromancer came over. He hesitated and said: "Master, my minister saw the black-robed Pharaoh. He, he seems to have appeared on the battlefield outside the Scarlet City.
However, he only appeared for a moment and then disappeared! However, the black-robed Pharaoh still held the heads of Marquis Abro and Blood Rose in his hands!"
Marquis Abloh and Blood Rose are both important figures among the vampires, and most people in this world know them.
The Pale Lord was stunned. He was a little confused. He didn't meet any blood descendants or Marquis Ablo's people along the way. Could it be that the black-robed Pharaoh really killed Marquis Ablo?
That's not right. If this is really the case, then with such meritorious service and the arrogant character of the black-robed Pharaoh, he can definitely come back and show off and win the hearts of the people...
In fact, neither the vampires nor the undead have ever considered the human resistance as a variable, so their thinking has been completely restricted.
The Pale Lord frowned, he was completely confused.
Even if the black-robed pharaoh survives, he won't do such a thing to attract hatred. Is he trying to attract all the firepower and hatred of the blood descendants to himself?
"Speed up the march. No matter what the black-robed Pharaoh wants to do, let's set up camp first and get everything ready!" Although the Pale Lord hesitated, in the end, he decided to go to the main battlefield first!
This chapter has been completed!