In December 1096, the Usas city of Chernobog was captured by the Integral Movement. Except for a very small number of stranded military police and city residents, the integration movement did not encounter any effective resistance.
In March 1097, a small number of Ursus regular troops appeared in the core city of Chernobog. Wearing those white skins and white masks, they were no different from these thugs. They even showed no signs of any reaction when they saw the integration movement soldiers resisting Tallulah's movement.
In the past three months, apart from some indifferent statements and condemnations, the largest violent group in the world of Terra has not taken any actual actions. When the whole world thought that Ursus, a country full of martial virtues, had become cowardly for the first time, Leonid stood on the ground in the core city, looking up at the shadows in the sky, and the smile on his lips became wider and wider. Getting stiffer.
The snow was still falling, slowly floating in the air, and fell on the man's heart, which was instantly frozen into ice.
Leonid's heart had been frozen into ice many years ago, and it felt piercing to the bone. Except for that innocent girl, no one could warm that cold heart, and Vera's birth and growth melted it even more-until the emergence of the integration movement.
The sky-wide fire and the stinging heat did not melt the ice cube into water, but instead made it colder and harder. After living in Qicheng for so many years, Leonid felt that he had forgotten the feeling when he saw the tavern burned to ashes. As a result, he clenched his fists in front of a fire again.
It's like returning to square one.
He may be a despicable person, and he may be vicious and cunning and regard human life as child's play, but his feelings for the city where he has lived since childhood are only lower than his love for Vera and his wife.
Because of this, Leonid did not leave the fallen city after escaping. Instead, he dragged his scarred body into the door that was blown to pieces and put on something he despised. People's clothes have been eaten by people until now.
He has been looking for opportunities to exact revenge, but with little success. Not only was Tallulah extremely cautious, but those cadres also exceeded Leonid's expectations, so he couldn't help but choose a relatively stable plan to continue lurking.
Another reason is that the people around him are soldiers of the Ursus regular army.
These people were very well hidden, and it took Leonid a lot of effort to confirm their identities. At the beginning, he was a little glad that Ursus finally took action. He might be able to fish in troubled waters in the future chaos. After repairing the knife, he could use them as a cover to escape safely and leave without any regrets.
But now it seems that this is just his own wishful thinking.
The Ursus soldiers came not for revenge, but for other purposes.
They were on Tallulah's side.
Leonid had thought of this possibility a month before coming to Rhode Island, but at that time he had no evidence and could not be sure. But as time went by, this idea gradually became a fact for him, especially after the Dragon Gate War began.
The top student's logical thinking and the way of thinking in the dark zone allowed him to quickly guess Ursus' true purpose and the role of those soldiers.
These people are here to monitor the integration movement and Tallulah, and at the same time help Tallulah eliminate unstable factors in the integration movement and make the organization move in the direction they want.
Think about it. In ancient times, the army had supervisors. Their purpose was to watch the generals and soldiers and report the situation to their superiors at any time, so as to prevent the army from getting out of the control of those in power.
After all, the emperor and nobles of Ursus were worried about Tallulah and sent these minions.
They, or Ursus, just wanted to use the help of the integration movement to declare war on Longmen through Qicheng, and had no thought at all about the life and death of the people in Qicheng.
Not from beginning to end.
Even if Chernobog is a city of Ursus, even if there are tens of thousands of Ursus people living in this city, even if this city pays hundreds of millions of dollars in taxes to Ursus every year, even if there are still people in this city There are many citizens who love Ursus.
The nobles and Emperor Ursus didn't think about this. They only saw the huge benefits brought by the war.
These people have not even thought about how to save Ursus's deteriorating economic level through other means. All the skills in their minds are focused on how to consolidate and expand the power in their hands and seize the land of other countries.
Where does the truth come from?
"The Ursus Empire really looks like an uncivilized curly baboon."
Leonid sadly discovered at this time that he actually felt a little sad in his heart.
A heart frozen into ice has not turned into iron after all, and is not indestructible. The love for the country of Ursus has always been hidden deep in Leonid's heart. Even if he has never noticed it, that feeling has always been lying here quietly, unchanged.
Until now.
This love for one's motherland was discovered, but it was only a little bitter.
He loves this country, but this country does not love him, nor does he love countless people who love this country like him.
Even these soldiers who came from the bottom gradually forgot their former selves and became tools in the hands of the nobles.
The palms twisted into claws and the nails dug into the body. The sharp frost penetrated the soldiers' flesh along the fingers, rushing into their muscles and blood vessels, freezing everything that was still alive. White mist rose, wrapping their heads, their thoughts and lives.
When Leonid revealed the true identity of the soldier, they began to take action. The hand on the waist held the dagger, suddenly drew it out and aimed it at the enemy's belly - but it had no effect.
In their minds, the sharp edge of the dagger had already penetrated Leonid's body, killing this guy who didn't know whether to live or die. But in fact, the soldier's hand did not touch Leonid's body at all, but held the dagger tightly and stopped in mid-air.
Only half of the blade was pulled out, shining with a cold light.
When their dying brains realized this, the two men had very little life left. The flowing blood has condensed and turned into red snow, making it difficult to move forward on the narrow road. The beating heart was covered with a thin layer of frost, and it became slower and slower, until finally it couldn't even push the blood and stopped working. Snowflakes fell from the sky and stuck to their eyelashes, but they did not fall or turn into water droplets. Instead, they hung tightly on them and became longer and longer, like ice picks hanging on the eaves.
Even the nerves were frozen by the cold, and the pale skin and cracked wounds did not cause the two people to feel any pain. Apart from their increasingly sluggish thinking, all they could feel and what was left in their bodies was the condensed warmth.
It's like lying on the sofa in front of the fireplace in the cold winter, wrapped in a fluffy quilt, feeling pleasantly warm. The firewood occasionally crackled in the flames, and the orange firelight was the only light source in the dark room. It shone on his face, making him want to close his eyes, just fall asleep, and never open his eyes again.
Drowsiness came like a tide, slowly wrapping their bodies, tenderly and irresistibly. They couldn't close their eyelids, but the light in their pupils had disappeared, their bodies had no strength, and they stood on the ground only relying on solidified ice. Leonid was forgotten, their mission was forgotten, and all they thought about was sleep.
When the last trace of life faded away, the warm fire occupied the entire body, allowing them to fall asleep with warmth and never wake up again.
"Um……"
Thick white mist sprayed out from Leonid's nose and quickly dissipated in the cold wind. After confirming that the soldier was dead, he loosened his grip on the enemy's shoulder and shook it hard.
Although frost is his source stone skill, this does not mean that he himself is completely immune to cold damage. It can only be said that the resistance is very high. The time they had just been frozen almost turned his hand into ice. If it had been longer, he would have had to amputate it.
In so many years, including the time when he killed his enemy, this was the second time that he used such a high-intensity Origin Stone technique. Leonid did not last so long when he faked death in front of W.
He felt some pain in his shoulder.
Originium crystals grow there, the symbol of the infected. Originally, these small black things were only the size of a fingernail, but due to the lack of injection of inhibitors and the use of Originium techniques for a long time, these Originium crystals are now half the size of a palm.
Maybe I should go to Rhode Island for a walk after this war? Treat yourself for mineral sickness or something...
That company is also the best destination for Anfiya and Yefim. Although Anfiya, a noble girl, has unrealistic dreams in her mind, so do the people in Rhode Island. Maybe she and Rhode Island have a good compatibility, and she might become an excellent sniper operator in the future. .
It is estimated that Yefim can only do some simple and boring work and cannot become a senior employee of Rhode Island, but if he works hard, he may have a chance.
As for myself, being able to see Vera is the best comfort.
The words he said to Anfiya in the wilderness were just to comfort her. Leonid knew very well the future of the integration movement and what would happen to the infected group that lost its leader and cohesion.
When Tallulah fails and the integration movement has no use value, will these Ursus regulars lurking among the white thugs let these people go?
Maybe Rhode Island has a plan against these Ursus soldiers, but can they really kill all the undercovers?
Leonid didn't know much about Rhode Island, and he didn't dare to guarantee that Rhode Island would be able to escape from this war.
If Tallulah is really defeated and the integration movement loses its effect, then the Ursus army will definitely return to this land, even if it has become a ruin. If they find any trace of Rhode Island by then, this company will definitely suffer disaster.
For a moment, Leonid suddenly felt that he had no goal to strive for.
Chernobog is in ruins, and the Howler will never appear again. His daughter was brought to Rhode Island by Valentine, and his wife's life in other cities was normal.
When Rhodes Island really won the battle with Tallulah, if he was still alive at that time, the only thing he would care about would be his family.
Look at your daughter, look at your wife, and finally stay with your family, forget the past, and start a normal life.
Leonid had some doubts about whether he could accept that kind of life as light as water.
The road ahead became increasingly clear, but the man was unwilling to accept it. The viper, whose mind and spirit have always been superior to his enemies, lowered his guard for the first time and completely exposed his back to the ominous wind and snow.
Buzz——
It was as if something split the air.
The man's hands suddenly froze in the air, and his eyes suddenly opened as wide as bells. After a very brief moment of stiffness, Leonid finally reacted and made the correct response - his legs instantly lost the strength to support him, and his whole body seemed to turn into mud and collapsed to the ground, without any trace of emotion. Take care of the mud and cold on the ground.
Leonid, who had emptied his mind, once again felt the familiar sense of crisis, which also dragged him back to the world from the hands of death.
The machete passed over Leonid's head, spinning in the air and slashing at the wall at the entrance of the stronghold, and the blade sank deeply into it. He was lying on the ground, his tight-fitting shirt soaked with sweat.
The moment the machete flew past, Leonid stood up and turned around like a spring, his eyes fixed on the direction he had just dangerously approached, and his palms were once again covered with frost.
At that moment, Leonid smelled the breath of death for the first time in a long time, and it was so close.
Today is such a good day...
The integration movement fell apart, and the Ursus soldiers took off their disguises. It was the second time that he used Originium skills with such intensity, and he also tasted death for the second time.
The man clenched his teeth and once again became the viper of Chernobog. The Sakaz mercenary's body reflected in his green eyes had lost its warmth.
That was the ending Leonid was going to give him.
"I really didn't expect that such a sudden sneak attack would fail."
The Sakaz mercenary patted the dirt on his clothes and spoke in a relaxed tone.
"Who are you?"
He wiped the blood off his face, took out a dagger from the outside of his thigh, held it in his hand, and took a stance facing Leonid.
The blood stains were just beaten out by the shield guard. The mercenary flew out and lay on the ground without moving, making others mistakenly think that he was dead, and even Leonid ignored his existence.
Originally, he just wanted to avoid his attack and wait for everyone to leave before leaving. Unexpectedly, he encountered such an exciting scene. The Sakaz mercenary's naturally warlike blood was ignited, and he decided to have a good fight with this deeply hidden soldier of the Integration Movement.
The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole. The mercenary didn't know whether he was considered an oriole, but he very much hoped to have a good fight with Leonid, the "mantis".
"Just an ordinary Ursus."
Leonid clenched his fists, and two ice picks extended from his hands. The surrounding area was extremely quiet, no one passed by, and it seemed that the location here was not important. Occasionally there were a few explosions in the distance. It should be that the rebellious integration movement had started fighting with the conservatives.
"Ordinary Ursus people would have such powerful Origin Stone skills?"
The mercenary raised his chin and scanned the man's body with his black eyes.
He was reminiscing, looking for the guy in his memory who was closest to the enemy in front of him.
A man in his forties, with short turquoise hair, pupils, and a burned face, using Ice's Origin Stone skills...
The mercenary thought for a while and felt a little tired.
He didn't find a guy who matched these characteristics. But it doesn't matter. Anyway, one or both people have to die in this stronghold today. The battle process is the most important. It doesn't matter if we don't know the true identity of the enemy.
The brains of a few Sakaz mercenaries are so simple that they only need to fight.
"Thanks to you and the natural disasters."
Leonid took a half step forward with his left foot, his knees and body slightly bent, looking like a boxer. His eyes were like an eagle staring at the enemy not far away, ready to give him a hard blow at any time.
The ice pick dagger in his hand was just a cover-up, making the mercenary think that his Origin Stone skills could only be used in melee combat. Leonid can guarantee that as long as the opponent rushes towards him, he can freeze him into ice in an instant, just like he did to the Growler BOSS back then.
The mercenary oriole did quite well, but it was a pity that the person in front of him was not a mantis but a poisonous snake.
Snake teeth can spray poison.
But reality is always less logical than fiction, and the nesting doll situation of Mission: Impossible really does happen.
A white figure appeared behind the Sakaz mercenary like a ghost, attracting the man's attention. Her steps were very light, completely covered by the cold wind. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Leonid wouldn't have believed that there was really someone walking there.
He threw away the ice pick in his hand and pressed the Origin Stone skill back into his body.
"Pick up your weapons."
The Sakaz mercenary didn't notice anything strange and was still immersed in the one-on-one male duel with Leonid. He raised his chin to the ice pick on the ground, signaling the man to pick it up quickly.
"No, I surrender."
Leonid raised his hands above his head, like the ghostly soldier raising his sword.
"Why……"
The mercenary was interrupted by laughter before he finished speaking.
"hehe……"
Laughter came through the mask with dark excitement. Leonid narrowed his eyes and felt a slight pain in his head.
The moment he saw that figure, his brain sent out a dangerous signal, and what followed was a pressure as strong as facing a high mountain. It was this strange pressure that made him drop his weapon and raise his hands.
He surrendered, facing the sudden appearance, seriously.
Because Leonid knew that he could not defeat her.
The sudden laughter made the mercenary turn around and wave the dagger in his hand. But in his eyes, he only saw a pair of slender pale legs with large chunks of Originium crystals, and his lower body with blood gushing out.
Like a fountain.
The moment the mercenary turned around, the soldier swung the knife in his hand and cut him in half.
It's like cutting a mille-feuille with a sharp table knife.
Blood exploded in front of the soldier, splattering all over her body. Countless blood stains flowed down the white integrated sports uniform, leaving strange marks on the pale legs. Against the background of snowflakes, Leonid felt that he saw the most bloody and beautiful plum blossoms this winter.
The bloody machete was thrown to the ground, and the soldier took off his hood, revealing his unruly long silver-gray hair. Two black hairpins were stuck in the girl's forehead, but Leonid didn't find them cute at all. The small animal ears are dotted with some black hair, which looks a bit stiff and tilts towards the sky, drawing a sharp arc.
Just from her hair, Leonid could tell that the girl was unique and unabashedly dangerous.
She raised her hand, took off her mask, and gave the man a slight smile.
Looking at the girl in front of him, Leonid felt that he should change what he just said in his heart.
Today is not a really good day, but an extremely good day.
It's so good that I don't know if I can survive.
————————Okay, fast forward to the mille-feuille————————
Chernobog core city, underground storage area.
At any time, the underground always belongs to the territory of the weak, such as rats and bugs, such as the survivors of Chernobog.
The grounds were taken over by Integration mobs, and the original residents of those buildings lost their rightful power. Some joined the mob, some were killed, some escaped, and some were still alive.
It's just that the area where they live has undergone earth-shaking changes. From the sky that they could see when they looked up, to now it's all darkness.
These survivors were forced to move underground to survive, waiting for the elusive peace to come. It was not impossible for them to get back to the ground, and there were not many soldiers from the integration movement watching them in the storage area, making it easy to leave.
But when the survivors' feet hit the ground, the dangers increased exponentially.
There are ruins everywhere that have been destroyed, and maybe a stone will hit their heads in the next second. The patrol team of the Integration Movement covers the entire core city, and they may not be able to walk more than a few steps before they are discovered by the thugs and captured again.
Sometimes death is not terrible, but living in humiliation is even more difficult to accept.
Kind-hearted soldiers are still in the minority, especially in this stronghold of the integration movement.
Therefore, these survivors are also accustomed to living in darkness and breathing carefully under pressure.
Although it only takes a little accident to destroy the hopes they have finally built up.
Today, Rhode Island has landed in the core city, patriots have sacrificed their lives, divisions within the integration movement have occurred, and countless accidents have erupted in an instant. Some survivors met the soldiers who resisted Tallulah safely at their strongholds, but some met Tallulah's loyal supporters and said goodbye to the light forever.
Just like the survivor hideout in this warehouse area.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the ground was filled with bright red liquid flowing into rivers. Countless people fell in a pool of blood with no signs of life. Only the fear and anger in their eyes proved that they had been alive.
Six Integration Movement soldiers walked around in a pool of blood, staring at the corpse on the ground, occasionally poking it with the machete in their hands to make sure that the other party was really dead.
The integration movement has split. The long-oppressed survivors and kind-hearted soldiers united to attack the thugs, shouting slogans such as "For Patriots" and raising their knives against their former brothers and sisters.
But there are always places that are ill-informed, like here. A group of Tallulah supporters tried to catch their opponents off guard by bypassing the chaos above ground through an underground area, but happened upon a survivor's stronghold.
Looking at the ordinary people squatting in the corner and shivering, these inhumane thugs pulled out their knives.
Don't think about letting the bad guys let you go. It's better to hope that you can be reborn as a prostitute after your death.
It seemed that they had been oppressed for too long. The survivors resisted extremely fiercely and caught these thugs off guard. The survivors who originally only needed to kill a few people to suppress them are now rushing towards these people like madmen. They don't look as scared as before. Only the desire for life and madness are left in their eyes.
But they were ordinary people after all, and they couldn't defeat these thugs, not to mention that there were two regular soldiers from Ursus in this group of conservatives.
The regular army soldiers sent to monitor the integration movement were all elites in the army, and their combat effectiveness was much higher than that of ordinary integration movement soldiers. However, even so, they failed to achieve a good record, and in the end there were only six of them left.
They also had no feelings of pity for these ordinary people in Ursus, let alone helping these ordinary people. For soldiers in the regular army, orders from their superiors are above all else, and they are among the most brainwashed elites, so naturally they will not be affected by the deaths of these people.
For these people, what they killed was probably just a group of talking animals.
"It's confirmed, there are no survivors."
A soldier put the knife back into its sheath and reported the situation to the people who had been standing outside.
The soldiers of the regular army quickly gained command of these people in the battle just now, and because of this they were able to survive six people.
"That's good."
The soldier nodded, feeling a little irritated.
He really didn't expect that a group of malnourished ordinary people would have such powerful explosive power. If it weren't for his command, everyone on his side would have died.
He felt offended.
The soldier kicked the corpse at his feet and waved his hand to signal everyone to gather and prepare to leave. But just as he turned to look at the exit, deep breathing came from the darkness not far ahead.
"hiss--"
This was an underground area, and the air was basically dead, but he felt the wind.
"call--"
Like a giant dragon on the snow-capped mountains.
When the soldier heard this breath, he thought of this metaphor for a moment, followed by an indescribable feeling of tension. His whole body tensed up, and he once again entered the fighting state just now, and at the same time raised his hand to signal everyone who was still standing.
"Meet the enemy!"
All the integration soldiers clenched their weapons and pointed their blades and arrows at the darkness in front of the exit.
They didn't know what the enemy looked like, or even whether it was an enemy.
But the fear that arose in their hearts told them that something tough was coming.
"hiss--"
"call--"
Another heavy breath.
Only this time it sounded more human to the soldier's ears, as if the guy was wearing a mask.
He waved his hand and motioned for an Integration Movement soldier beside him to come forward and take a look at the situation.
It was at this moment that a vision suddenly occurred.
A dark yellow light source suddenly appeared in the darkness that could not be seen clearly with the naked eye, shining into everyone's eyes. The soldiers opened their eyes wide and saw arms shining with dark yellow light, and fingers like wild beasts' claws.
With this sudden light source, they also saw clearly what this guy looked like.
The protection covering his whole body made it difficult to see his gender or his face. The two long horns protruding from the forehead protruded from the top of the mask, and the tips were dyed red, as if they were stained with blood that had not yet dried. The long, pale hair was tied back, like snow in the depths of winter, cold enough to be seen with the naked eye.
This is not surprising. What really frightened these people was this guy's arms exposed to the air.
That is……
Full of Originium crystals without any skin exposed.
