Snowfield.
7 p.m.
Waves of angry roars echoed between heaven and earth.
"Boom! Boom!"
This is not the roar of a monster.
But the howling of the angry wind.
The blizzard finally came to this land.
Even though you stay in the battle fort, you can still feel the terrifying power of nature.
When the storm swept over the battle fort, you could feel the ice walls shaking and the snow trembling slightly.
In the wooden house on the lower floor, the firelight was also trembling imperceptibly, and it seemed that there was also fear in the heart.
A soldier with a thick hair listened to the sound of the wind and clucked his tongue: "This snowstorm must be too big. If the camp is still the same as before, it might be blown down by the strong wind."
Another soldier with a fat face had a different opinion: "As long as the stakes are driven deeper, they shouldn't collapse, but they will definitely be buried by the snow. This is a big trouble."
The latter paused and then talked about a hidden advantage of the battle fort: "I just took a walk around and the structure of the battle fort being designed by Team Cheng is very reasonable.
"There are several internal ventilation ducts between the upper and lower levels of the battle fort. Even if the lower level of the battle fort is buried in snow, the vents on the upper level can still provide ventilation."
Ban Cuntou was a little impressed: "Old Liu, you observe very carefully."
The soldier known as "Old Liu" chuckled: "I'm more interested in this aspect."
"Bang! Bang!"
Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, Cao Hongshan, the leader of the "nominal" team, walked in.
He looked around and shouted: "There is too much snow on the east side of the upper level. The aisle is almost blocked. Someone come and help me clean it up."
Old Liu stood up on his own initiative: "I'll do it."
The two left the wooden house one after another and quickly climbed to the upper level of the battle fort.
"Woo~woo~"
The snowflakes mixed in the strong wind were as big as a palm, which showed how terrible this snowstorm was.
Two soldiers braved the suffocating wind and began to clear the snow.
The method is very simple - capture the dragon style.
As long as you grab a handful with all your strength, you can throw a large ball of snow out of the battle fort.
This is much faster than a shovel.
After clearing half of the passage, Old Liu suddenly let out an "ouch".
Cao Hongshan stopped and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
Old Liu stretched out his hand and rubbed his waist: "I suffered a strange injury from hunting three months ago. Now it seems that the weather is cold and I feel a little sore."
Cao Hongshan nodded and said: "It seems that the injury has not been completely healed."
He thought for a while and then said: "I am better at regulating Qi, so I can help you knead it."
Old Liu shook his head and said: "Team leader, let's work first."
Cao Hongshan grabbed his subordinate's shoulders and said, "With just a few strokes, you can work faster once you have done the massage."
He raised his right hand, pressed the opponent's lower back, and poured energy into it.
at this time.
Lao Liu suddenly showed a fierce look, and a black short blade slipped out of his sleeve.
He moved his left hand, and the short blade turned into an afterimage, and stabbed Cao Hongshan quickly.
"puff!"
The latter was caught off guard and was stabbed in the waist, with the short blade completely submerged in it.
The next moment.
A muffled sound immediately sounded in Cao Hongshan's strong body.
"boom!"
This is clearly a method of implosion.
Every warrior knows that once a successful implosion is used, the target can be severely damaged in an instant.
Cao Hongshan's whole body was shaken violently, and blood gushed out from his mouth and nose. He looked in disbelief and said with difficulty: "Old Liu, why are you..."
Unfortunately, he didn't have time to finish his words.
Lao Liu waved his arm, and the short blade quickly passed Cao Hongshan's neck.
A head flew up.
Lao Liu jumped off the battle fort without hesitation and disappeared into the wind and snow.
A few intermittent words floated over in the wind: "I am a Satyr...sacred revenge...the will of my god..."
A few seconds passed.
Strange things happened.
Cao Hongshan's body suddenly turned into nothing and disappeared.
After a moment.
The captain's figure reappeared in the aisle.
It turns out that it was just an illusion.
In other words, Lao Liu was deceived.
Cao Hongshan looked at the direction where Lao Liu disappeared, and then looked down at the black stone doll on his left hand with a complicated expression.
There is regret in it;
There are also emotions;
There was also a sense of relief.
"Click!"
The stone doll broke.
Cao Hongshan shook his head: "Old Liu, when we meet again, we will be unrelenting enemies."
The words just fell.
In the boundless darkness in the distance, a ray of red light flashed, accompanied by strange fluctuations.
"Creak!"
There was the sound of trampling snow.
Cheng Han came over and stood next to Captain Cao.
Cao Hongshan said "Hey": "Old Liu used the 'Xuanbiao for help', and the Black Mountain Camp's magic circle could receive the signal. The mission of destruction was indeed a strategy of 'surrounding the point for reinforcements'.
"They want to kill us first, wait for the reinforcements to arrive, and then launch an ambush on the reinforcements. They are really a group of insidious guys."
Cheng Han stood still and said, "Old Liu will also act as a lucky escapee and lead the reinforcements into the ambush."
Cao Hongshan's tone was filled with admiration: "I really don't know how smart you are. You have figured out all the actions of these Ability God believers."
Cheng Han smiled slightly and didn't answer any more.
He murmured with satisfaction in his heart: "I have always felt that betrayal and revenge are essential elements of a drama.
“The revenge of the sect, the revenge of the little people, the revenge of the warriors, the main theme of the revenge prologue must be revenge one after another.
"Blood and fire bloom in the angry wind, and humanity and death complement each other. A truly good script should look like this."
*
Black Mountain Camp.
The third underground floor of Black Castle.
A heavily guarded stone room.
A rather complex array was arranged in the center of the stone chamber.
And in its center, there is a crystal clear blue crystal ball suspended.
The captain of the second battle group, Mu Qiu Shan, was staring at the crystal ball without blinking, looking a little uneasy.
"Buzz~"
A few seconds later.
The crystal ball suddenly vibrated, and a strange blue halo flashed inside it.
Mu Qiu Shan's face lit up and he asked urgently: "What is the number of Xuan Biao calling for help?"
An array master in white robes stepped forward, touched the crystal ball, and reported the answer: "'Yi 168' Xuan Biao."
"Snapped!"
Vice Captain Tiefeng slapped his hands hard: "That's Cao Hongshan's team."
Mu Qiushan grinned: "That kid Cheng Han's plan actually worked!"
The captain sighed again: "Cheng Han came to me in private yesterday and talked about his plan to take revenge against the mission. I actually had no idea at all."
If it were someone else who proposed a somewhat whimsical plan, Mu Qiushan would definitely reject it.
The proposer was a famous young genius. The captain thought about it for a long time and finally agreed to give it a try.
Mu Qiu Shan felt a little regretful: "The Black Armored Army has been observing the chess piece 'Liu Mingshan' for so long, but it was actually a bit of a fluke. I didn't expect that this guy is really a believer of the alien god."
Tiefeng didn't care at all: "This time Cheng Han used Liu Mingshan to trick him and destroy the mission. This chess piece has played a big role!"
Mu Qiu Shan was worried again: "The Destruction Mission will definitely dispatch an executive this time. This is a powerful man at the Xuanshi level. I hope Cheng Han and the others will be fine."
If it were other subordinates, the captain might not particularly care. After all, how could there be no risk in fighting a believer in an alien god?
But the genius boy is really different. If something happens, the second battle group will suffer a big loss.
But Tie Feng was not worried at all: "That kid is more cunning than a fox, and his sensitivity is ridiculously strong. Even if Cao Hongshan and his gang die, he will not lose a hair."
Mu Qiushan glared at him fiercely: "Why are you talking while riding a horse? Cao Hongshan and the others are not human beings, so they can die casually?"
Tiefeng smiled awkwardly: "That's not what I meant. I just spoke without thinking."
*
Snowfield.
Ice battle fortress.
Inside the lower cabin.
The five people sat around the fire, all with serious expressions on their faces.
In fact.
Except for Cao Hongshan, the other four people also knew that this was a dangerous mission, but they didn't know the specific details.
However, for the rewards promised by the war group, they all took the initiative to participate in secret missions.
The only person who was kept in the dark was Lao Liu.
at this time.
Cheng Han suddenly felt something in his heart, and a vision flashed before his eyes.
The all-seeing eye, passively activated.
The results showed that the first wave of blows would come in one minute.
Since his skill was upgraded to level 6, he has realized that any danger coming towards him, as long as the level is not particularly high, the omniscient eye will surely warn him in time.
To a certain extent, this skill can be called early warning eye.
Cheng Han said flatly: "I sense a strong danger!"
Anyway, with the label of "super keenness", he can show off his ability in this area without any scruples.
A group of people were all shocked.
Cao Hongshan's voice was a little trembling: "Could it be Xuan Shi?"
Cheng Han didn't answer, just waved: "Hurry up and retreat!"
Facing Xuan Shi's attack, this seemingly solid battle fortress was almost as thick as paper.
The group of people set off immediately and entered a secret underground tunnel that was quietly dug.
This is also part of the script.
Building a large-scale battle fort is not only to show the enemy the way, but also to conceal the existence of tunnels.
Previously, he used enlightenment as an excuse to stay in a room on the surface, but in fact he was quietly instructing the snowman to dig a tunnel.
Under the cover of the blizzard, Lao Liu didn't even notice the slight vibrations on the ground.
Anyway.
All available factors have been considered.
Cheng Han was the last one to enter the secret passage. He looked back and snapped his fingers.
"Snapped!"
A snowman wearing wooden armor climbed to the second floor of the battle fort.
According to the rules of the Black Armored Army, someone must be on guard duty at the camping site.
The snowman was sent over just to paralyze the enemy.
One minute later.
Everyone walked underground for more than 800 meters.
At this time.
Everyone simultaneously sensed a powerful wave coming from the direction of the battle fort.
Cao Hongshan's expression changed drastically: "What a profound scholar!"
Cheng Han smiled.
Dark Avengers, are you ready to face the iron fist of justice?
He quietly conducted a deduction and started watching the "live broadcast".
The illusion slowly emerged:
More than 300 meters away from the battle fort, a huge amount of snow within a radius of 100 meters surged like a wave and soon turned into a giant ice and snow beast.
Its height reaches an astonishing more than sixty meters.
The giant beast took earth-shaking steps and rushed towards the battle fort with great momentum. Then it raised a pair of front hooves and stepped heavily on the battle fort.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang.
The battle fort was instantly razed to the ground.
at the same time.
The secret passage shook violently.
A group of people looked at each other with frightened expressions on their faces.
Subsequently.
Three more waves swept past.
A smile appeared on Cheng Han's lips: "Xuan Pavilion has taken action!"
He smiled broadly in his heart: "As expected, the Xuanshi guarding Qinglin City has been lured over, making it easier to move there."
Now every Netherworld clone he creates has a trace of soul attached to it.
He was not willing to lose this ray of soul unless he had to.
