A wise man once said that the longer the time of luck, the greater the compensation for misfortune will be. Shuliang has never witnessed the shadow of misfortune like today.

There were the minions of New Eden everywhere and red targets everywhere. The air force could not support a four-man team like them, so they had to double their efforts to run.

The little guy on his back was gasping for breath. It was obvious that he had no physical strength, or... he didn't have it at all.

Think about it, a child who claims to be fourteen years old, but not even a ten-year-old child has a bone that can reach the hands of a combat mage. You can imagine how difficult their family life will be.

Some people may say that if you give birth to a few cubs, you won’t be so difficult... But if you don’t give birth to a few more, the family’s overturn is just a blink of an eye. And then again, in this medieval background, what entertainment can you have when you let these peasant families go to the night? It would be nice to not be a thief.

"We have to find the vehicle, hurry, I know there is a parking lot from here, and a military observation group of the Prairie Elf parked their tracks there before." The halfling shouted loudly while leading the way: "Donald, walk over there, we pass through the alley."

"It's okay, young man." Donald slowed down and looked at Shuliang.

"It's okay, I'm a combat mage." But the physique is 14, and I can't be a combat mage. But after taking off some unnecessary armor, this little thing is a little scary.

"That's good, let's go."

The big guy ran to the front and rushed out of the alley. He stopped: "What sound did I hear..." As soon as he finished speaking, the four-person group who left the alley heard hissing sounds from both ends of the street.

"There are also sounds in the alley!" The half-ling chased after him: "What should I do."

"You go to the house over there to hide!" The big guy pointed to the house across the street, and the door was half-closed: "Hurry up! I'll hide from you separately!"

"Okay." Shu Liang nodded, carried the little thing behind him, and then followed the half-hearted man into the house, while half-closing the door again.

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"The ghoul seemed to smell it just now, Your Excellency." The white bone swordsman in charge of the ghoul stopped and looked at the commander coming towards the street. He saluted: "But we can't see the enemy, do we want to search?"

Their commander, the Lord of the Crown in a black military uniform, narrowed the soul fire in his eye socket very humanized. He shook his head, took two steps on the stone road, and finally stopped, lowered his head and looked at the little water mark in front of his boots.

Ding Dings of water traces walked out of the alley and finally disappeared into the half-closed door.

After seeing a demonic ghost who emerged from the alley, the Lord of the Crown raised his hand and stopped his team members from rushing into the surrounding houses to search: "Come out, you have been discovered, don't waste each other's time, your failure is doomed, why not accept death calmly?"

"Your Excellency, I don't think cowards like them will come out and die on their own initiative." The corpse witch behind him opened her dry mouth, laughing even worse than crying.

Another white bone swordsman looked at the half-closed door: "Yes, let's kill us and raise their heads."

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Damn it! The shot just now penetrated his kettle!

Shuliang looked at the kettle with a bullet hole in his hand. It can be said that he was completely disappointed that the messes of New Eden had obviously discovered them. What should I do?

Looking at the halfling girl holding the child, the young man finally nodded: "I'll go out, don't speak up."

He stood up and pushed away the halfling girl who wanted to reach out and grab him: "I'll go, the sky falls, the tall man blocks it."

Then someone was a step faster than him. On the street outside the glass window, the wooden door of the house on the other side was pushed open, and Donald walked out of the door with his hands raised.

"Ah, a living person." The Lord of the Crown sighed meaningfully. If possible, he would definitely raise his brows. Of course, at this moment, he could only let the soul fire in his eyes roll for a few rounds.

"Yes, a living man, I am the Sergeant Commander of the Sirimdoan, the First Sergeant, the Second Sergeant, Donald Wynn."

"Wow, a combat hero, I've seen him in the battlefield post on the living side. This guy is quite capable." The Bone Swordsman turned his head and looked at his companions and sighed, then turned his head to look at Donald: "What do you mean."

"Don't you want us living people to come out and die? I'm here." Donald smiled: "What, where are your knifes?"

"It's not easy to die!" The White Bone Sword Hand drew out the long sword, but was once again blocked by the Lord of the Crown.

He walked to Donald and walked around him for a while, then he spoke with some confusion, some doubt, and some curiosity: "Why do you want to come out?"

"Aren't you going to let me out? I'm tired of running away." Donald still raised his hand. He looked at the Lord of the Crown in front of him: "It's a bit ashamed to speak. I don't know your honorary name yet."

“…Michelle Word Bearer, New Eden Ingmar Ron Chapter, First Sequence, Chief Crown Lord of the Fifth Regiment.”

"Is it the first time your regiment breaks through the central defense?" Donald frowned: "I'm disrespectful."

"Yes, good luck, Mr. Donald, you and I are in different camps. I appreciate your fearlessness and courage, but I must take your life." After two steps, the Lord of the Crown pulled out the musket from the holster at his waist: "Happy offline, Mr. Donald."

Shuliang trembled in the gunfire, looking at Donald lying on the ground, the young combat mage had prepared the last resort to get the grenade bag from the Halfling. The things inside were enough to kill the bastard who rushed into the door, and the Halfling girl would run away with the little guy at that time.

But the Lord of the Crown once again stopped his subordinates from acting.

The corpse witch first pushed away the still dissatisfied white bone swordsman, then humbly walked to his commander: "Your Excellency Commander, why don't you let your brothers go in?"

"We are warriors and butchers, but we will definitely not be murderers. We are different from those lunatics. We...at least, my hands will not be stained with innocent and weak blood." After the Lord of the Crown said, he tilted his head and stared at the corpse witch: "Tell your brother, this is the battlefield. If he doesn't listen to my orders, I will kill him and he will die in vain."

"Of course, Commander, you are the biggest here, you have the final say." The corpse witch grinned and retreated, then reached out and scraped the white bone swordsman again.

The White Bone Sword Hand turned his head and looked at each other through the window with Shuliang. He performed a throat-cutting ceremony with his hands, then turned around and ran to follow the team.

Finally, when Shuliang walked out of the house with the little guy on his back and with the halfling, there were no pedestrians on the street.

The halfling girl looked at the direction where the new Eden disappeared and shook her head: "They have discovered us, they have infrared vision and biological vision..."

"Why didn't they kill us?"

"Ingmar Ron's Chapter, this Chapter is a law-abiding and neutral battle, and the few guys in New Eden who can reason... Let's go, mage, we still have our unfinished mission."
Chapter completed!