Maybe he received too much information today. Vonn's words made Boluogo's thoughts freeze together for a moment, like a paddle entangled in a fishing line.
Sere? The traitor to Evernight? Ending the Dawn War? Burying the Evernight Empire to its grave?
Vonn's short words revealed too much information, and the vocabulary weaved a story from a hundred years ago, full of blood and sacrifice, betrayal and glory, as well as ulterior, evil and dark secrets.
Boluogo knew Sere a little too well. He knew Sere's free and easy appearance, his clumsy posture dancing on the pole, and the behavior of a wet and beautiful man when he was drunk...
"It's hard to believe, isn't it? It was pretty much the same reaction I had."
Vonn was extremely satisfied with Bologg's reaction, and then he continued to ask Bologg about Sere as if nothing had happened.
"Has he learned anything new recently? This guy has made himself versatile in order to pass the time."
"He...he has recently become obsessed with playing board games and learned pole dancing."
Bologger answered in a daze, and Vonn responded with a hearty laugh.
"Pole dancing? Is he serious?"
Vonn couldn't stop laughing. It was great. Every time he heard new news about Sere, it would add a little more color to his boring life.
Vonn was happy, while Bolog was a little miserable. He was still thinking about Sere's extremely contrasting identity in his mind.
So this is ah.
That's why Sere was able to escape the reckoning of the Dawn Trial and was not bound by the "Dawn Oath". When other night tribes were imprisoned in the land of eternal night, this guy was intoxicated in the feasting and feasting of Opos, enjoying a happy life.
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"One day, I will kill Sere with my own hands and expose him to the sun for seven days and nights from early morning to dusk."
Olivia's hateful words echoed in Bolog's ears, and the look on Sere's panicked and evasive look when he heard Olivia's name appeared in front of his eyes.
That’s how it turns out…
Boluogo mechanically picked up the wine glass and drank some alcohol for himself to cool down his brain's thinking.
Fengyuan Highland is a magical place. Since arriving here, Bologe has received a huge amount of information in his mind, some of which are extremely important, and some of which are junk information.
Boluogo couldn't filter out these junk messages, so he could only mix them with important information and think hard.
If it weren't for the inconvenience of returning to Windyuan Highlands, Bologo would have used the Key of the Winding Path to go to the Undead Club and ask Sere clearly.
Damn it, how many things does this bastard hide from him?
Boluogo gathered his thoughts and continued the conversation, "So...where are the attacking Night Tribes? Where did they come from?"
"We don't know," Vonn explained to Bologg. "Since the end of the Dawn War, the Night Clan has not appeared on this continent for a long time."
"This group of Night Tribes appeared a week ago. They were active in the dangerous angry sea, calling storms from there as cover, and hired the Army of the Unspeakable, and then launched an attack on Morrowind Bastion. Their intention
Obviously, I came here for "Dawn Oath"."
"You must know that Morrowind Stronghold has not encountered war for many years. The defenses here were all built during the Dawn War. At that time, the Night Tribe was good at mobilizing storms from the angry sea, and then attacked us from the coast."
This period of disputes gave Fern a strange feeling, as if he had broken through the limitations of historical time and space and returned to that unfamiliar battlefield again.
"These guys are ruthless. Even though they are so powerful, most of them are feint attacks. Every time we pursue them, they hide in the angry sea. If there weren't defenders among them, this damn dispute would have ended long ago.
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Boluogo nodded, "If it's a raging sea, there's really nothing we can do."
The Raging Sea is an extremely dangerous sea area. People in the world know that it is a sea area full of storms all year round, but Boluogo knows that the anomalies in the Raging Sea originate from the ether vortex.
Ether is filled everywhere in the world. In some areas, the concentration of ether is extremely thin, even turning into an ether vacuum, such as the abandoned land under the Great Rift. There are also areas where the concentration of ether is extremely high, so the embodied ether will cause many problems.
vision.
From the observations of the Bureau of Order, the Raging Sea is a sea area with extremely high ether concentration. Excessive ether forms terrifying vortices, interfering with the operation of the material world, and setting off never-ending storms.
According to the official records of the Bureau of Order, the Raging Sea itself can be regarded as an extraordinary disaster, with high-concentration ether vortices causing various extraordinary phenomena.
Fortunately, the anomaly of the Raging Sea is far away from the human world, and it is close to the wind source highland and within the observation range of the Clerks family, so they can let it stand on the sea forever.
If you rashly enter the angry sea, you may be swallowed by the rising storm before you encounter the enemy. For this reason, the Klax family is in a passive state.
"Forget it, I have already reported these matters to the Order Bureau. You are here for a trip, there is no need to take on the work anymore."
Vonn stopped talking and did not continue to talk to Boluogo. It was already his mistake to let the visitors from the Bureau of Order get involved in the dispute with the Night Clan.
Boluogo asked, "I'm still curious about something."
"for example?"
Boluogo asked, "The Army of the Silent...refer to those black-armored soldiers?"
Vonn smiled, "Oh? Have you also noticed their weirdness?"
"It's hard not to be noticed."
Those identical faces were full of weirdness, and even if Boluogo forgot them, he would never forget them.
"They are the Army of the Silent, a mercenary army of condensers. They have the same attire, the same face, and the same secret power... They are extremely mysterious and never speak. Even the name 'Legion of the Silent'
We also gave them names."
Vonn talked about relevant information.
Borlog asked, "What on earth are they?"
"The details are unknown. We only know that they are a mercenary army. They will fight for whoever pays the highest price. This has been the case since ancient times."
"As early as the Dawn War, they were hired by the Night Clan and became our enemies. But after the Dawn War, they accepted our employment and went to war with the Kogadel Empire."
Vonn waved his hand, "These people have no position to speak of. Whoever pays the highest price will serve whom they serve."
Burlogo murmured, "What a strange group."
"Speaking of which, some people have mentioned such speculation," Vonn said. "They suspect that the Army of the Silent Ones is actually an army of the undead."
"Immortal?"
"Yes, only the undead can live that long, right? It's just that their immortality is special."
Vonn's tone was pretending to be mysterious, "For example, their individuals can be killed, but as long as they continue to be killed, they can be infinitely derived, just like replicating legions..."
"That sounds bad," Bologeau said. "In that case, why don't you bid higher? They have no position anyway."
"This brings up the professionalism of the Silent Legion. Before completing a commission, they will remain absolutely loyal to their employer. If the commission ends, they are also willing to collect a sum of money and give it to themselves in turn.
A knife from his former employer.
As for how hard the stabbing is, it all depends on the price offered by the new employer."
Boluogo felt a little surprised, "It seems that they are not totally without a position to speak of."
"It's a good thing for the employer, but it's a headache for us. They will launch a feint attack and leave a lot of corpses. Although we didn't have any casualties, it caused a lot of damage to the defenses.
We still have to deal with the battlefield..."
Vonn revealed his recent troubles. The Night Clan could not conquer Morrowind Stronghold, but their endless harassment was really annoying.
"But the war only affects Morrowind Stronghold. Other areas of Fengyuan Highlands are still very safe. You can go and have a look."
Like a tour guide, Vonn recommended the surrounding attractions to Bologg, and Bologg became accustomed to dealing with Vonn.
Hmm...a middle-aged version of Palmer, that's fine.
At the mention of Palmer, Boluogo's eyes moved in the direction of Palmer. Suddenly, there was a man beside Palmer.
He was a very handsome man, and Palmer looked very afraid of him. Under the man's gaze, he became very reserved.
The man didn't notice Palmer's abnormality at all. He was arm-in-arm with him, with a smile on his face, and seemed to be having a happy chat.