"Marceau, don't get off the boat, don't. +◆" Anne grabbed Marceau's belt tightly, and the cat looked at the undead pirate warlock and its companions who were floating on the pike on the port trestle, then looked at the teammates lying all over the deck, turned around and shouted to the port: "Give me some time! Five minutes!"

"No problem, my little master, as long as you don't raise your sails and row your boat, we will not attack you." The undead warlock's whisper directly sounded in Marceau's heart.

Turning around, Marceau walked to Eliuk. The little guy was no longer as agile as he set out. In the battle to seize the port pier, a bone arrow hit him, and the physique of the grassland elves could not be identified at all.

Remove the cylinder from his back, and Marceau handed it to Jingliu, who was sitting beside Eliuke: "Hold it, Jingliu, remember our oath to Sister Lily's hair."

The little guy took the cylinder with his mouth puffed and put the flag on it: "Masso, do you really want to go down?"

"My mother wants to meet me...I will let you go with the undead pirates."

"Can these guys be trusted?" Jing Liu asked. Regarding this question, Marceau smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, Jing Liu, I think my mother shouldn't want to see a dead cat."

When he heard Marceau say this, Jing Liu's face felt even more sad. His pitiful look made Marceau reach out and patted Jing Liu's head: "Where is your hat."

"It fell off when I was on the street... I didn't pick it up." After Jing Liu said that, he looked at the little guy in Marceau and asked again: "Maceau, you must come back alive."

"Don't worry, little guy." He reached out to Jing Liu and said goodbye, Marceau walked to Constantine again. The big cat was cut off its entire tail by the undead pirate during the final boarding battle: "Constantine. Are you okay?"

"Don't say, the tail is gone, it's still on the boat. I feel like the whole world is rolling... Uh!" Constantine answered halfway through the mast of the main sail, and immediately lowered her head and vomited with shamelessness.

"Take care, Constantine." Marceau couldn't help with this. The cat turned around and walked to A Tie: "How are A Tie, A Kalin and Garon?"

A Tie shook his head: "Akalin just died, and Garon is still in a coma... My God, this night is the most injured and dead in my life."

A Tie is a doctor in a federal public hospital, responsible for the night shift emergency room. Marceau, who knew that his words were just a pun, shrugged at A Tie: "Sorry, A Tie, I still hope you can take good care of everyone. I'm leaving."

"Is it really okay?" A Tie looked up at Masso and asked.

"If I don't leave, everyone will die. If I leave, you may survive." Marceau replied with a smile, then turned around and looked at the remaining members of the eleven Hellhounds team who could move: "Please ask you this boat."

"Well... be careful on the road." The leading Hellhounds wing member, a strong Green Forest warrior, responded to Marceau's greeting.

"I should say this sentence." Marceau shook his head, turned around and walked to the gangway, reached out to cast the last treatment for the minor injury, and closed the bleeding wound on Anne's face.

"Marceau..." Anne stopped talking.

"Don't be afraid. Going off the line in a safe place, I'll wait for you to make me a delicious meal. Today's night is so long." After saying that, Marceau lowered his head and gently touched Anne's forehead with his forehead, then turned around and walked down the gangway.

"I keep my promise, where are you?" After walking the gangway, Masce, who was standing in front of the trestle, asked, looking at the three undead warlocks in front of him.

"Follow us, my little master. Our captain, your mother is waiting for you in the Great Hall." The warlocks made a way out. Just as Marso took his feet, the footsteps from behind told the cat that someone was chasing him down, and reached out to stop the warlocks' attack. The cat locked her back and looked at Anne: "What are you doing down?"

"I want to go with you!" The girl's words were full of decisiveness and ironcladness.

Marceau wanted to scold him, but looking at the determination on Annie's face, somehow, the cat reached out and grabbed the girl's hand, then turned around and looked at the undead warlocks and spoke: "I want to take her there, okay?"

"No problem, the order I received was to take you to see your mother. Whether it's one more or one less, it doesn't matter." After the undead warlock said, he stretched out his bone hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Sorry, we don't have a portal, so we can only ask you to go with this little girl." Speaking of this, the man stood up with understanding and understanding: "By the way, I forgot that if you can't watch this boat leave the port, I think you won't feel at ease."

"...Thank you." After Marceau finished speaking, he turned around and looked at his teammates who were poking his head out of the boat and waved: "You guys go."

Marceau and Anne stood on the pier, watching the small sailboat leave the harbor under the control of the survivors, watching it wear them farther and farther away, and finally the cat led Anne and turned away.

Through the previous battlefield, most of the dead Hellhounds corpses were purified by the drinking holy water during the transformation process, but a few Boda corpses stood up, and their bloody soul fire turned as Marceau and Anne moved.

When walking through a pile of ashes, Marceau recognized that the chain hammer on the ashes was Carlando's - the priest was hit by a dissociation technique, and most of the equipment on his body turned into ashes together with himself. Only this chain hammer that was out of hand survived as a silent physical evidence to mark the identity of the master.

Retracting attention from the chain hammer, Marceau glanced at the house on the second floor of the street with a big hole-breaking house on the street - the two dwarf musketeers of the Hellhounds United wanted to use this position as a sniper position, but was directly hit by a Boda Corpse Warlock with an inflamed explosion. The Boda Corpse was also hammered into pieces by an approaching Anne for his attack.

Leaving the Harbour Zone, Marceau and Anne soon saw several corpses of Hellhounds corpses who died here at a crossroads. One of them was leaning against the wall with a silver dagger in his chest and lowered his head. The cat recognized him - the big man was bitten by Boda's corpse, his throat was bitten, and he was infected with corpse-like epidemics. The big man finally chose to break himself.

Through the wreckage of ghouls and living people, Marceau led Anne to continue walking towards the Great Hall. When passing through the gates of the port area and the civilian area, the cat and the girl saw the still burning corpses. These members of the Hellhounds corpses died in battle while rushing through the defense of the undead. In order not to convert them into Boda corpses, the cat used up the last bottle of pyrotechnic glue - on Pinto's body.

Walking further, Marceau and Anne stopped in front of the dead land.

"Let's go. My little master, your mother, the master of this land is waiting for you." The warlocks urged behind him and her.

"But ahead is the dead land, and we are living people." Marceau said to look at the warlock.

"If you don't move forward, how can you know whether it is the Dead Land or the Holy Land ahead?" The warlock still used its tone of no sorrow or joy to correspond to Marceau.

So Maso took a step forward. When his left foot was about to step onto the land of destruction, Maso saw that the land of destruction receded and the harmless land was revealed again. The cat was stunned for a moment - is this ability really his mother's ability? Just this ability. Even the little god can't do it.

But since he could walk, the cat could not slow down. So the cat led Anne on the street and soon saw another battlefield - in this section of the street, half of the team died in battle. Marceau stood beside the body of the dwarf Bonse. There was a bullet hole penetrated by a lead bullet in the head. It was this silver-seeking lead bullet that prevented Bonse from standing up again in the image of a Boda corpse.

"Marceau, I never thought Bonse would do this." Anne sighed in a low voice as she looked at Bonse.

There was no answer or sigh, Marceau came to the corpse of Big Toe. The half-length man was holding a firing one-handed musket in his hand. The half-length man, who was also penetrated by silver lead, formed a sharp contrast with the anger written on Bonse's face.

Bonser, if you raise a gun at me because Annie didn't choose to accept you, then Uncle Big Toe... Why do you want to save me?

With doubts, Marceau led Anne to continue walking on the road to the Great Hall, crossing this sea of ​​corpses and blood. The members of the Hellhounds Regiment were scattered all the way, and from time to time, a Boda corpse wearing Hellhounds Regiment standard equipment stood on the street.

Finally, after walking around the corner, Marceau looked at the already dark exterior wall of the Great Hall and sighed: "I didn't expect that I had walked so many roads this night. Finally, I returned here."

When passing through the outer defense line, Marceau noticed that a corner of the ocean of corpses - Sister Lily was sitting against a pile of sandbags. Most of her face had fallen off, and most of her dry muscles were gone. But half of her face was still alive. Sister Lily was holding a one-handed musket in her right hand. The black sticky blood dripped from the wound under her chin dyed her chest a strange look.

"Let's go, my little master, your mother is asking us about our goal. Don't you want to meet the master of this feast today?"

"That Mr. Toby?"

"Yes, it was a mistake that we were unable to kill him back then, but fortunately it was not too late."

With the conversation with the sorcerer, Marceau led Anne to the Great Hall. The paladins and priests of the Gods lie full of the gods. Judging from their wounds, they all died under the weapon of the scimitar.

The two undead pirates standing at the entrance of the temple pushed open the front hall door of the Great Hall. Marceau and Anne saw the Lady Cuixing. Lady Cuixing, who was sitting in front of the reception table, had more than ten crossbow arrows inserted in her chest. The blood from the wound dyed her white priest robe red. The former beauty has now lost her vitality and has just welcomed the arrival of the guests without moving.

"Let's go here, my little master, your mother is inside."

The undead warlock led Marceau and Anne to the chapel. Before entering the door, Marceau felt the rhythm of the soul's roar. Behind the door that was pushed open, Marceau saw his mother sitting at the long table facing her back, and a half-length man was nailed to the stone mount at the foot of the statue by Lao Bangta, while Lao Bangta stood aside and silently.

"Captain, I have brought your child for you." The undead warlock whispered beside her. Looking at the 'mother' who was rising and turning, Marceau bowed slightly: "Mother."

"Look, my adorable child, you have grown so old before you know it. It's great to look like me and not your bastard father." The Death Land said this and walked over. She bent down and looked at Marceau and Anne: "...Ah, your arrival really makes me happy. Speaking of which, you, like your father, are a bastard kitten who can cause trouble for me. Fortunately, we found the goal we are looking for today. When you come, we have carefully cleared the old accounts between us."

After saying this big paragraph, she reached out and patted Marceau's head, then looked at Anne and grinned: "Is this your little girlfriend?"

Marceau nodded in response.

"Ah, welcome, little prairie elves, I am the mother of this kitten in this world. Sorry, I came here a little anxiously today, which led to me not having a gift to give you. Please forgive my aunt this time." Marceau's Pirate Lady clapped her hands when she said this: "I forgot again, come, I'll introduce you to you, this is your Uncle Toby."

He brought Marceau and Anne to the halfling, and the cat's mother reached out and grabbed its head and lifted it up: "Dear Toby, should I call you Toranst Bironi, or should I call you Lord Jacob."

Toranst Bironi! Toby...Masce finally understood. Looking at the skull of the dark soul fire rolling in the sockets in front of him, the cat raised his head and looked at his mother: "Is he Toby?"

"That's right, we finally caught this betrayer, an old bastard who is proficient in illusion. Now, my children, say goodbye to your Uncle Toby." After that, Marceau's mother nodded, and the dagger in Lao Bonta's hand was nailed into Toby's chest. The silver-seeming dagger made the soul of this half-ling begin to roar. Marceau watched its soul fire gradually disappear, and finally the half-ling, cursed, turned into a skeleton, turned into a real dry bone scattered.

"Very good, it's a wonderful night. I'm leaving, children, see you." He walked towards the gate with Lao Bangta, and Masce's mother threw a gold coin at the cat without looking back: "My child, go ahead."

Marceau quickly reached out to catch it, spread out and saw an ancient gold coin of Ashbey's Second Dynasty in his hand.

"Mother, don't you want to take me away?" Marceau asked with the last suspicion.

"No, my child, don't rush for a moment, because you and I know... One day, you will come to me." After saying this, Marceau's mother disappeared outside the door with Lao Bangta, and Marceau and Anne left behind looked at each other.

A long sigh was heard at the same time. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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