"My lord! My lord! It's not good, my lord!" In a dark secret room, a man in a black robe was sitting quietly on a chair, holding a map of the Cold Plains in his hand and studying it, when he suddenly panicked.
The sound came from outside, and then the door of the secret room was banged open, and a guy also wearing a black robe broke in.
"Why are you so worried!?" The middle-aged man sitting on the chair raised his head. His face was covered with a devil mask and his expression was invisible, but his anger and dissatisfaction could be heard in his voice.
"I told you that the entire Rogge camp is now under martial law. You can't be as careless as usual. Do you want to attract the Rogge guards by making such a loud voice?" He seriously admonished the man who had just entered the room.
Then he quickly walked to the door, looked around, and saw that he didn't find anyone suspicious, then he closed the door and turned around.
"Tell me, what happened?"
"Sir, the Cold Plains Station Camp... The Cold Plains Station Camp has been recaptured by the Rogge Guards!!" Even though he had just been reprimanded, the guy who broke in still looked very panicked, and what he spat out was
The news also shocked the "adult" who had been calm just now.
"What?! Are you kidding me?!"
"It's true! I just got the news. Our people discovered that a group of Rogge Guards suddenly teleported away from the small station. Because they felt a little suspicious, they went to the small station to check the teleportation list and found that the original
Teleportation from the closed Cold Plain Station was actually restored. He took the risk to teleport over and took a look, only to find that the camp at the Cold Plain Station was now taken over by Rogge!" The man in black who reported the news said in a hurried and panic tone.
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"Damn it! What the hell is going on?!" The man in black, known as "Sir", punched the wall next to him, and a deep roar came from his mouth.
The Cold Plains station camp is very important in their plan, as it determines how much time the hell projection army can buy them.
Their high-level spies at the Rogge camp had just handed them a piece of information, which showed that Akara had probably obtained the Blood Crow's bow.
And the one who gave her the bow was the Necromancer!
They need enough time to plan how to get the bow out of Akara's hands without exposing themselves, because their ultimate goal is not the bow, but the artifact-the Key to the Mountains!
Akala is not easy to deal with, not to mention that there are at least three groups of Rogge archers stationed in the Rogge camp!
"Sir, our people also learned from some rumors that the Necromancer was not actually teleported back from the Stone Wilderness, but from the small station in the Cold Plains. The two women he brought back,
They are the survivors of the Cold Plains station camp!" The man in black swallowed and continued in an interfering voice.
"What?! It's that damn Necromancer again?! How did he do it? There are thousands of fallen demon tribes guarding the small station camp, and there are also 250 black wanderers.
Inside the camp, there are three groups of elite monsters, two groups of champion monsters and their servant monsters. How can such a defensive force be broken by one person?"
"The credibility of the rumor should be quite high. It is said that the two women he brought back personally admitted it." The man in black pursed his lips and said.
"Asshole!"
The Lord punched the wall again. He was almost mad. He didn't know why. This level 6 necromancer named Xue Hua seemed to have really become their nemesis. No matter what the plan was, in the end
They will all be destroyed by him.
But he is just a level 6 necromancer!
When I was at this level, I had just escaped from the Blood Wasteland, and I was still playing hide and seek with the dark spearmen in the icy plains!
How on earth did he do it?!
"Where is the general? Where has he gone? Why didn't he come here?" The adult calmed down and his tone was as cold as ice.
"The general has already left for the Cold Plains. He said he would personally command the hell army there to buy us time." The man in black calmed down and replied softly.
"...Since he has made such preparations, we must not let his sacrifice be in vain!"
The adult was silent for a while, and then spoke in a firm tone.
Both of them knew that at this point, going to the icy plains to command the hell army in battle was basically an act of committing suicide. Without the constant resources of the accelerated resurrection circle, it was impossible to break through Kasha with just those demon projections.
and the outpost where Chasi was personally stationed.
And once the hell army is completely consumed, it is absolutely impossible for the commander to escape.
"Staff officer, you immediately order all the lurkers in the border post to take action immediately to capture the Rogge twins. Also, let our high-level person speed up the deployment. They must take action as soon as possible. If necessary, they can be exposed and captured.
Give up some unimportant spies, but make sure to silence them!"
"Yes!" The man called "Advisor" responded loudly and prepared to open the door and go out.
"Come back!" The master suddenly thought of something and called back the staff officer who had already stepped out of the door.
"Order Jericho to take action immediately and eradicate the Necromancer at all costs! Tell him that after this mission is over, he will be free!"
There was a deep chill in the adults' words, and it was obvious that he already hated Xue Hua to the extreme.
"Finally, gather all the forces we can use in the Rogge camp. If there is a problem with the plan, immediately mobilize everyone..." After saying the final order, the Lord's voice was obviously trembling slightly.
"Sir... we are going to..." The staff officer's voice trembled even more. He was really afraid of those two words coming out of the mouth of the man in black robes in front of him.
"Rebellion!"
A terrifying cold light suddenly flashed in the adult's eyes. He stared at the man in front of him called "Consultant" and slowly retracted his right hand into his sleeve.
The staff officer swallowed dryly. He knew that if his answer today could not satisfy the man in front of him, he would never be able to leave the house.
Besides, he was in too deep and couldn't get out.
So he had no choice but to shout out his choice in an extremely hoarse voice that sounded slightly nervous.
"...Yes, yes! Hell will win!"
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"Lord Akara..." In the corner of the tent filled with purple incense, a small space was opened on the floor full of books, and a young man wearing a purple gauze scarf and a thick velvet covering his eyes appeared.
Ms. Chang was looking down at the book in her hand. There was a small table in front of her, and a cup of steaming fruit tea on the table.
When she heard a voice calling her, she didn't raise her head, but stopped groping the pages of the book with her fingers.
Those who came to report the situation knew that this was a sign that Akara had stopped reading.
"Those rats have begun to take action..." Only the sound was heard but no one was seen. The reporter was obviously a very skilled assassin.
"...Really...Finally, have we reached this point..." Akara said in a low tone, almost talking to himself.
"Why did you secretly release the news that the Cold Plains station camp was recaptured by him? This should cause considerable trouble to the child?"
"A young eagle always has to spread its wings to fly. Only when it sees the outside world can that child become stronger quickly. Humanity can't hold on for long. We are running out of time... who was sent to deal with him.
, who is it?" Akara tried her best to sound stern, but her last words still revealed her worry. Human beings indeed could no longer bear the wait.
But what is even more unbearable than waiting is the complete loss of hope.
"...It's Jericho." The reporter's voice paused, obviously thinking about something, but finally said the name.
When Akara heard this name, her right hand trembled violently and almost tore off a page of the book.
"Jericho...why Jericho...Xue shouldn't be such a big threat to them..."
"Lord Akara, you underestimate that kid too much. How long has it been since we learned his name? The things he has done are one after another, and none of them are poking fun at that group of people.
On the mouse's chest? If it had been me, I would have wanted to take action myself!" The reporter obviously did not agree with Akara's words, and he retorted with a slight smile, and there was even a hint of mischievousness in his tone.
envy.
"Yeah...yeah...this child is so bright, like a morning star in the dark night. It's hard not to attract their attention. It's my fault. I shouldn't have let him take risks...No
He should be allowed to carry out those dangerous tasks...I always felt that he could do it, and he did, but in the end, I pushed him into dangerous situations because of my trust..."
Akara was a little absent-minded. She gently closed the book, placed it on the small table in front of her, and then picked up the tea cup with trembling hands.
"Lord Akara, you don't need to blame yourself. As you said, the eagle always spreads its wings, and you don't need to worry. Although I can't leave the camp at this time, I can still help in other ways.
He, that guy Jericho, is indeed a very brutal killer, but among professionals, it is obviously impossible to be a killer without paying the price. He has a secret, which only he knows besides me. Now,
...Looks like one more person needs to know!”
The reporter laughed, and his voice slowly left Akara's tent...
