The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 110 The Biography of Curse Blade 007

"A good dancing girl costume?"

This slightly surprised question came out of Spark's mouth, his expression was like a predatory cat seeing a running bird, "That's...not cheap."

The curse blade in the living room has disappeared, and this mysterious and missing woman left behind a 'kit'.

In the small pouch, there is a small note written in Utopia in Curseblade's elegant cursive script.

This is the time to use it.

Gwen took out the note, and the scene a few minutes ago played in her mind.

……

"If Spark wants to kill you all, you give him this note."

Curse Blade exhorted before leaving.

"Where are you going then?"

Cursed Blade turned his head and reached out to caress the back of his neck.

"Go far, Zoe."

……

There still seems to be a little warmth on the back of the neck.

Across the close-fitting black yoga clothes.

Slight heat.

"Gwen?" Spark had no choice but to wake him up, and stretched out his hand: "Is this note important? After you took it out, you were in a daze."

daze.

Sparks and Mihaila's slightly worried expressions appeared on the left and right in the field of vision.

Gwen shook her head in a subtle way, and passed the note over: "Curseblade said that you will understand after reading it."

His good eyesight made it inevitable for him to see clearly what was written on it while handing it over.

is a sentence.

"The appointed moment has come. Fulfill your past promises and support our cause wholeheartedly."

Huo Hua took the note, glanced at it, with a serious expression.

He stood up, took two steps back and forth, sat down again, but accidentally put his tail on it.

Click it.

He hugged his tail, with tears in his eyes: "It is indeed the font of Cursed Blade. Tell me, what kind of dancer's attire do you need? Let me help you find a way?"

Mihaila had a very good attitude towards the beautiful boy and the beautiful girl, and pointed to each other's arms worriedly: "Your tail..."

"Please don't mind."

When Spark spoke, the tip of its tail was still twitching and poking.

Simultaneously.

Tears are still flowing.

"..."

Gwen tried her best to ignore this scene, and asked, "What kind of clothing do the dancing girls wear? I don't know, aren't they all dancing girls?"

"Dancing girl!" Mihaila exclaimed again from the side.

Like Gwen, he didn't waste time learning this kind of information that was useless to the source messenger.

Spark rolled his eyes, put his tail down carefully, picked up the cup from the table, and while sipping the special coffee provided by the mantle (the mantle lost to Huohua at the Witch Card), he gave the two people a science introduction. :

"I wouldn't be surprised if you mistook the dancing girl for the wandering girl. After all, you two don't like that kind of place, so I have to carry out a certain degree of literacy for you. The dependence is not low, I hope you will not let me continue to make up lessons for you at some point in the future..."

"Dancing girl is a creature who has mastered 'dance', and 'dance' is mostly a hidden version of ritual spells."

"Therefore, among so many dancers in Utopia, the high-level dancers basically have an unclear relationship with Yuanli. The rich knowledge and culture derived from it are divided into [See Sea] [Vision There are three schools of air and [fog descendants], and most of the costumes of high-level dancers are adapted from these three schools."

Spark took another sip of coffee and said, "That's why I asked what type you want."

Mikhail was sitting down, put down the newspaper in her hand, and said, "This is the first time I've heard of it."

"Because even dancers, there are very few people from these three genres. Most of them are dancers who envy and worship the 'Envoys of Origin Force' among their fellow dancers, and privately change their costumes to be like them. That's all."

"Changed to the same?"

"Well, it caused quite a bit of confusion, for a while. Just think about it, you, a source messenger who has committed a crime, suddenly saw a person wearing a costume worn by a not weak source messenger appear on the stage A woman, plus all kinds of rumors..."

"Scared impotence." Gwen said without hesitation.

"It's almost the same, so it caused a lot of confusion, and it troubled the dancers of the three major genres."

"Then they didn't stop it?"

"No. That's a kind of pitiful person, but all the envoys with a certain level of source power will take care of their own kind and the former kind."

"..."

"Although the dancers we are talking about here are very powerful, in fact, there are still a lot of dancers who are harassed, pursued, persecuted, and passive. There are three dancer associations supporting them, and this situation has improved a lot. , This may be called the source force messenger peace theory."

After the sparks lamented the fate of the dancers, they put their hands on their knees: "I will tell you about the three different clothing styles, and then you can choose, but I also explain in advance that the uniforms of the senior dancers are all custom-made. Occasionally there are clothes that have been ordered but not picked up for various reasons, what you want may not be in stock, so I just pick as much as possible according to your preferences, that's all."

Gwen was more afraid of trouble, and asked, "Can't you wear normal dancer clothes?"

Mihaila touched his ribs with her elbow: "Normal dancers are easily touched by others. If you can bear a rough male or female palm on your buttocks, normal dancers will also be fine." Can……"

"Please give me a detailed introduction to the costumes of the high dancing girls."

……

In the distant past, in the era of the Red Kingdom, a group of monks in the monastery were famous for their "favored by the god of wine".

Their brewing skills are incomparable.

The golden wine was very famous at that time, and it was known as the eternal water of the golden ocean.

Those who brew and bottle the wine must be beautiful girls.

They were once the witches known as disasters, and they performed the amazing dance in the monastery, bringing vitality to the wine of the golden ocean.

They are called [Jianhai].

……

After listening to the story described by Sparks, Gwen asked, "Is there an origin story?"

Huohua replied: "Original power is a philosophy. The stronger it is, the more traceable and logical it can be. The philosophy of origin of dancer associations has been developed to this day. They danced their dances quietly, just to welcome the sea. To the sky, and to death."

"Most of the sea dancer's secret codes are surging combos, and most of the weapons they use are double guns. Therefore, their sleeves are close-fitting and will not block the shooting range and angle of the gun. At the same time, the skirt should be shorter , exposed waist, and has a belt at the same time, which is usually used to hang short guns. It is said that the elegant Jianhai dancer can use a posture called "Haijianzhuan" to shoot simultaneously at [-] degrees around her."

Sparks also knows a lot of secrets.

That's why he and Curseblade are so compatible.

In his description, the costume of the dancing girl of the sea probably appears, which is a bit similar to a ballet costume, but it is more enthusiastic, and it is a costume with an open back, because...

"The humble girl can grow wings... That is to say, the general ability of the secret scriptures of the sea dancers is to transform into an angel of gunfire, and grow two wings or even six wings made of guns from the back. I have never seen it. It is said that the spell I have seen it."

sounds good.

But Mihaila didn't catch a cold: "Mihaila has already worn ballet clothes, no interest, no fun."

Huo Hua glanced at him: "That's women's clothing, Mihaila, do you mind?"

"The purpose of clothes is to look good and wear them, right?"

Mihaila showed a big smile and said, "As long as you dress nicely, does it make any difference? Rather, Mihaila just likes to collect these clothes!"

"If I had a way, I would definitely kill you hard." Huo Hua said regretfully.

"Is Jianhai Wuniang still on the fellows?"

Gwen became curious about this species.

species.

That's right.

In Gwen's mind, each source messenger can be divided into a separate 'species', and the difference between them and the rest of the source messenger is as big as the difference between cats and dogs.Some origin messenger groups even live in the water-filled subway, living together with the dark and black tentacles.

"At this point in time, I haven't seen Sea Dancer on board the Homelander, they hate the cold."

Spark knows the showgirls: "They should all have gone on the branch line, avoiding the snow-capped trains via their favorite coast route."

Gwen recalled for a while and said: "The three-story train route built on the left and right sides of Utopia?"

"Exactly."

"That doesn't mean they can only live at the township level? Even at the township level, village level and station level?"

It is a lane built along Utopia's 'coastline'. It is very narrow and the environment is relatively harsh. From time to time, it takes half a day to drive underwater, because Utopia's lanes are also built in the sea, and the branch lanes on Utopia will be the same sink into the sea.

Therefore, when passing through these branch lines, Utopia's small trains are often equipped with various facilities, and at the same time, the weight will be greatly increased to avoid being washed away in Utopia.

Large trains cannot pass through such places.

It can be said……

"Seeing the sea dancers, in order to avoid being frozen, it can be regarded as going all out."

……

The story of the Void Dancer comes from a legend related to dragons.

According to legend, there are a group of dancing girls who can connect with dragons through their dances.

At the same time drive the dragon.

This kind of dancers has developed their own unique ritual spells over the long years, allowing them to gain a pivotal position in the entire Utopia.

……

"Can they really use the dragon?"

Mihaila asked curiously.

Huo Hua said calmly: "Of course not, they can summon the phantom of the dragon if they are able to summon the dragon. If they can summon the giant dragon, we will not call them the Void Dancer now, but the Void Sect." gone."

Dragons are the most terrifying force in this world.

Modern utopias are almost devoid of dragons.

But in the past days of the Gray Kingdom, there was a legend that a group of envoys with a hundred people of source power was easily killed by a giant dragon.

"makes sense……"

Mihaila was a little disappointed.

With a thought, Gwen thought of Laura, and said, "I have a friend who is also very interested in dragons. I have seen real dragons with her. If you want to see dragons, Mihaila, I can." Introduce my friend to you?"

"Really?"

Mihaila was overjoyed.

Gwen almost couldn't hold back her smile, and nodded pretending to be serious: "I never tell lies."

This sentence is a lie.

But whatever.

Mihaila jumped up for joy.

And Huo Hua is also very interested, but remembering his responsibilities, he coughed: "Because it is related to the sky, the costume style of the sky dancer is full of elegant elements, with long sleeves and elegant ribbons, and it is also the most popular in modern Utopia. Dressings imitated by common dancing girls."

It turned out to be a popular element.

Gwen asked, "What about the last kind of Mist Dancer?"

"Legend, they are descendants of the Gray Kingdom."

……

The Gray Kingdom was once a stalwart kingdom above Utopia.

It has suffered countless sufferings, defeated the sufferings, and swallowed the victories. It is a country so powerful that its citizens will walk on the street with their chests up and cheer.

The gray kingdom is different from the rest of the kingdoms and has the most open policy.

This is the reason why it is powerful, and it is also a major reason why it eventually died of civil strife.

After experiencing a terrible civil strife, internal fighting, and entering the age of perennial war, a branch of the royal family of the Gray Kingdom became an entertainer.

In the end, in the mists that the gray kingdom worships.

Those beautiful creatures like elves gracefully danced the exquisite dance, the dance that prayed for the gray fog to destroy the world and Utopia.

……

"Mist-born dancers are a very special school of dancers. Most of their costumes are similar to the exquisite dresses of the Gray King's royal family back then, but they use a special [foggy gauze] as material, and that gauze is also the most special. A kind of yarn, no matter how thick it is, one layer will always be only [-]% visible. After wearing three layers, no matter how thick it is, you will never be able to see through the inside, only the beautiful outline."

Huo Hua folded his hands: "Therefore, the Wusi dancers wear the thinnest veil skirts, but they cover the most tightly. And the mist-like skirts are very exquisite, making people feel as if they are living in the fog, and there is an indescribable feeling. Hazy charm."

"Now that you understand, which one do you choose?"

The two said in unison: "See the kind of sea dancer."

The other two are real dancer costumes, especially the last one. Think about it in a complete vacuum, wearing only a thin gauze dress, and the beautiful figure is completely displayed. How shameful it is?
Compared with these two.

There is nothing more modest than a tutu.

Didn't you see that Mihaila, who said "I don't want to wear it anymore", still chose the costume of the sea dancer?
Here's the proof!
Spark put down the coffee cup and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will use my channel to ask about dancer clothes for the two of you. Don't hold too much hope. If I can't get high-level dancer clothes, Then you middle-level and low-level people have to make do with it, how you don’t get harassed depends on your own abilities.”

"Remember to get one of those tulle ones for Curseblade, Mistborn, right?"

Gwen managed to sicken Cursblade.

Huo Hua could also see it, gestured OK, and ran back to the room with a smile on his face.

After a while, he changed into his go-out clothes and slipped out again.

……

While waiting for the spark to contact the clothing manufacturer.

Gwen and Mihaila returned to a peaceful life, occasionally making one or two commissions, and occasionally going to see the progress of the car modification with Huita.

——It is worth mentioning that the car was modified. Almost the entire chassis of the car was dismantled and refitted with that kind of iron wood as the material. At the same time, it is still widening and making the design of the hot hamster wheel more stable.There is almost one sample per day, and one price per day. Add five military items yesterday, and six military items the day after tomorrow. What about the day after tomorrow?I have to add three more military...

Overall, it's not just about torturing customers.

It also tortured the master who changed the car.

The master who changed the car was a female Shad, with a height of two meters and three meters, and the circumference of her left and right arms was exactly the waist circumference of Gwen and Mihaila. She could do what Gwen heard about in her previous life. To the thing, the arms make the bow.

It's just that.

She is able to use a heavy machine gun as a submachine gun with both hands, which can be called the terminator of the utopian world T800.
When Gwen went, the master yelled 'Suka! ’ Then, in front of Gwen, he pinched the steel part with his bare hands until it could be used.

Really scary.

If it weren't for Huita's good friendship with her, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to accept such a troublesome order.

……

The life of wandering around on the Fellowship is indeed quite pleasant.

On the way, two small things happened in Utopia.

The first thing is that a city-level driver was murdered.His club suspected it was done by another city that was competing with their city's football team for the [Urban Champions Cup], so they declared war.

— a civil war under the supervision of the authorities.Utopia has to be played five or six times a year, but recently it has been played at the town level and the township level. It is rare for films to be played between cities.

This civil war involved two city-level vehicles, nineteen city-level vehicles, thirty-five township-level vehicles, and countless township-level, town-level, village-level, and station-level vehicles.

However, since the island strategy will be carried out soon, the fight is relatively restrained.

After a few days of fighting, more than a thousand people died.

It is now in a relatively calm stage.

Of course, it's not that they are willing to calm down.

It was because the finals kicked off, so the two sides put down their weapons and waited for the results of the finals before starting the film.

There are enough ruthless.

The second thing is about Gwen's old friend Lizzy.

According to rumors, Dragon Knight seems to have suffered a big loss in the confrontation with Li Qi!

The hunter rode the little dragon back to his own train, recuperating, and was recognized by his old friends on the way.

They were extremely concerned about Li Qi's condition and asked about it.

The dragon hunter completely avoided answering.

So everyone exclaimed:

There is actually a character like Li Qi in this world?Has entered the rank of commander at such a young age?So scary!
These two news are basically the major events that happened in Utopia recently.

……

Fourth day.

Curseblade is back.

She folded her arms in the snowflakes again, and ran in trembling.This time, only Gwen was there, and he was standing in front of a material table making materials for spellcasting.

Under Long Gewen's repeated learning and reminders.

Gwen has learned the necessary behaviors and shortcuts to become a mage barbarian.

That is to prepare a large number of spell-casting props, and compress the required spell components in advance, so that although his spell-casting materials are a bit more complicated than others, he can perfectly use his talent of charismatic spell-casting position, by constantly switching materials Perform a 'forced switching spell', although the price of doing so is that you will be poked by the cat lamp with its tail when you enter the mind space...

Because every time he speeds up and changes the charm casting position, the cat lamps have to pay extra effort.

"The material of Yang Yan's blade is a small spoonful of black powder, half a spoonful of sulfur, plus some ginger juice and salt."

Gwen concentrated on making her own material capsule.

Yang Yan's Forged Blade was a spell he found from the "Mind Flayer's Secret Codex" in the hands of a mind flayer reserve player.When he opened the book back then, the scream of the mind flayer grid is still lingering in his ears, like a lingering sound.

——[Suka!This Suka's is that Suka's is Suka's Mind Flayer Secret Tome?Where did this idiot learn it from! ? 】

"Is it that serious?"

--【coin!Sukamara, this thing is our nemesis of the mind flayers, the secret code adaptation of the source messengers of the Sun Flame Knights. It is basically equivalent to the ctrl+c and then ctrl+v in your previous life. By the way, use search The keyword function replaced all instances of 'Knights of the Sunfire' with 'Order of the Mind Flayer'. 】

"I'm super."

——【I'm super! 】

……

However, although Grid strongly does not recommend it, Gwen still fell in love with the awesome spell of Yang Yan Casting Blade immediately. The attack power is absolutely high, and it can also stack damage, and the damage type is mixed damage plus real damage. To put it simply, it is to kill the enemy through three compound methods of 'physical attack', 'detonating flames', and 'shock force covering the body level'.

As long as the enemies stand shoulder to shoulder, this Yangyan Forged Blade, which looks like a single body, can even hit a range of more than a dozen people at the same time.

Plus it's quick to cast.

The ingredients are cheap—the most expensive thing is ginger juice?
This spell immediately became Pony Island in Gwen's heart.

"What are you doing?"

The voice of the curse blade came from behind.

At the same time, there is a faint feminine fragrance.

Gwen tilted his head unnaturally and looked over.

Saw the profile of Cursed Blade.

"I'm preparing for battle, and I'm running out of spellcasting materials..."

"Are you a warlock of this faction too?" Curseblade was quite interested, "I remember that Mihaila is also of the same type, as are the cats, red dogs, and dark cats. This is also an interesting phenomenon. We have created Some kind of special link led us to choose the spellcasting method of the same faction."

"Don't stand behind me and talk."

"Oh?"

Cursed Blade narrowed his eyes a little, and asked sinisterly: "Are your ears very sensitive? It's so strange that a hidden Utopian's ears would be sensitive. I thought this kind of situation would only happen in Will. It's on Ji Ren and Rong Enren."

"Stop playing."

After Gwen put the finished capsule into a small box, he picked up the remaining materials and put them into his backpack.

Curse Blade came up to help with a smile.

There was a lot of work.

After packing up a lot of materials, the two sat together and made a cup of mushroom tea.

Delicious mushroom tea is fragrant.

Gwen picked it up and took a sip: "Where have you been recently?"

He sized up the Curseblade.

Cursed Blade's expression and body reaction showed that the woman was exhausted now, but there were flames in her eyes.

There was excitement in her eyes.

Curseblade said, "You may not be able to imagine where I've been, but I'll give you a hint, Cult."

Gwen looked at the expression of Cursed Blade, her expression was full of joy and excitement, as if she had discovered some big secret.Curseblade is difficult to understand, but she is easy to understand.

This woman's enthusiasm for work may be unimaginable to ordinary people, and she seems to have gained something different from her work.

Gwen thought, to make Curseblade so happy, and something related to the sect, it should be a war between the two sects?Can the people in the middle who got in the middle suck the blood from these two behemoths?
He has no way of knowing, but fortunately, as long as you just give an answer, Cursed Blade will happily refute you and say the correct answer.

Gwen put down her teacup and made a wild guess: "There are shadows of those four illegal sects on the two city levels? Have you found a new channel?"

"neither."

Cursed Blade also put down his glass, his eyes glowing: "I followed Ms. Valeni, God, she is really a naughty lady, very powerful, at least stronger than me and you."

"Then?"

"After that, I found a small train that had not been reported on the line from my hometown to my hometown..."

Following the description of the curse blade, a snowstorm slowly hit, bringing Gwen and her back to the night three days ago.

……

It was a night when all three moons were covered with snowflakes.

An armored squirrel car was speeding through the snow, and behind the armored squirrel car, a figure in white camouflage was following it on skis.

Hoo, hoo--

The furious wind and snow swept everything, and the snow flakes made a pattering sound when it hit the body.

Cold to the bone.

Cursed Blade gritted his teeth and looked up at the faint yellow light.

I don't know how long it took, maybe ten minutes?Maybe half an hour?
At the point where Cursed Blade felt that her squirrel ears were starting to go numb and might fall off, a soft siren cheered her up.

whistle?

this line?

She quickly took out the pocket watch from her pocket and glanced at it.

Forty-seven minutes.

It's only seventeen minutes away from the fellow countryman, and it takes twenty-five minutes for the train closest to the fellow countryman to stop.

At this moment, Cursed Blade smiled.

No reported train!

It seems that Ms. Valerie does have a big secret hidden... oh, I mean another secret!
Curseblade stopped, reached out and touched the ground, and found the track.

After searching again, he found the center point of the track, lay down on it, took a deep breath, grabbed two handfuls of snow and wiped it on his face.

The cold stimulated her nerves and made her concentrate.

"There are no supporting wheels in the middle of the bottom of the small train. As long as you have the guts, you can..."

Forty seconds?fifty seconds?
In short, the snowflakes were about to bury her, and she heard the sound of the train running, and the world in front of her was swept by a huge light, followed by a strong wind, and darkness.

The train passed her.

The behemoth among the behemoths gives Curseblade the feeling of 'horror', if there is a slight deviation, she will be turned into pieces by this ruthless steel beast.

The heart is beating fast.

But the faster the heartbeat, the more intuitive the hands and feet of the curseblade.

The train traveled about one-tenth of the way, and Cursed Blade looked up and saw a slightly reddish section of the train, his eyes lit up.

opportunity!

The moment the car passed by, she moved.

With a lightning-like grab with both hands, the two climbing hooks were grabbed, and both legs flicked up simultaneously, stepping on the gate.

At the same moment, there was a burning pain in his back.

She pushed up, keeping her back off the ground.

Although she did it very quickly, her back still hurt, not badly.

That's the price of hacking a train from below with your bare hands.

Relying on one hand to open the maintenance well door of the carriage, the curse blade got into the maintenance passage of this train.

very narrow.

It can only accommodate one person squatting forward.

Curseblade half closed the maintenance shaft door, because she might still have to go down here.

Through the maintenance passage, Curseblade finally found a door to leave here.

She pushed the door and walked out.

A voice sounded as she walked out:
"Noah is that you?"

It was a maintenance man wearing a strange gladiator helmet.

The curse blade immediately stunned the opponent.

I looked around at other places in the carriage.

This appears to be a restroom for the maintenance crew.

She borrowed one of the men's protective suits to block herself tightly.The reason why it is a man's protective clothing is because she is prepared to escape if she is exposed, then it is very likely that this clothing can make the other party wrongly judge the gender.Even if she can't buy much time, as long as she has a little time, she can make perfect preparations on the fellow.

"Cough cough cough."

After coughing a few times, her calm female voice turned into a male voice that felt like a passerby.

"Noah, is Noah you?"

After practicing the 'Uncle Sound' twice.

She opened the door majestically and stepped into the train.

Going up to the deck car, she saw three maintenance workers chatting at the intersection.

The three of them were not wearing helmets, they looked at the tightly wrapped curse blade curiously, and were about to speak...

"Hey, you three, have you seen Noah?"

Curseblade took his gaze away from the business cards hanging on the chests of the three men.

Preemptive strikes are right.

One of the three shrugged:

"Mother Suka, that slippery guy hasn't come back yet?"

"Suka's, I won't ask you guys when I come back."

"Is there anything wrong with him?"

"There is something."

"Then he might be in the No. [-] car, this sycophant might be licking his ass somewhere! Hehe."

"Thank you."

"..."

Relying on this skill of fishing in troubled waters, Curse Blade successfully passed the test, and when he walked out, he heard the discussion of people behind him in a thrilling way:
"By the way, who is this guy? Have you seen it?"

"Damn, this accent is from my hometown, right?"

"Suka, didn't your fellow come here?"

"Grass, hidden fellow."

"..."

"Ahahahahaha!" Three rough laughs rang out.

Fortunately, these three people's brains are not normal.

Curseblade applauded his good luck inwardly.

on deck.

This train is not big, and in the middle is a lawn about three meters wide, with a path made of stone slabs.On both sides of the lawn are small apartments with a width of five to six meters.

It seems to be used as a factory.

Rows of privately made bullets were transported out and cooled naturally in heavy snow to save fuel for trains.

There is also a training ground.

There are also food processing plants.

Curse Blade silently recorded the layout of the building and the distribution of personnel, stepped out of the carriage, and saw the vast garage that only opened on one side.

Among them, the carriage he had tracked before was also here.

Sure enough, Valerie was here.

Further on, it is the common activity area of ​​this kind of train, which is more luxuriously built.

There are two completely different costumes here, one is wearing a black robe with a red edge, and there is a pattern of a heartless person directly in front of the robe.The other faction wore gladiator helmets and dark blue robes.

Of course, there are also those who take off their helmets and hoods.

These two groups of people who can tell at a glance that they are not a group of forces are not very friendly with each other.

To put it simply, most of the people in the blue robes have a little knowledge, and they seem to look down on the people in the black robes.

Curse Blade probably grasped the whereabouts of these two groups of people through eavesdropping and secretly inquiring.

The Old Watch Society and... the Mind Flayer Cult.

This unexpected discovery surprised her, and she was almost exposed.

fortunately.

She still remembered who the big fish was.

She took a deep breath, sneaked into the front compartment, sneaked into the ventilation duct, and improved her concealment ability with the spells she learned.

sneaked in.

Eventually, she sees Valerie above, talking to another woman...

……

"and then?"

Gwen asked.

Curse Blade looked melancholy and lit a cigarette.

Slowly exhaled a smoke ring: "It's really big."

"...?"

"You don't understand." Curse Blade made a grabbing motion with both hands, "She was wearing a low-cut top. When I looked down the ventilation duct, I almost fainted."

How huge is this, so that the curse blade can never forget.

Gwen was silent for a moment, waiting for Curseblade to recover from this trance.

Cursed Blade pursed his lips and said, "The Mind Flayer Cult will make big news with the Old Watch."

Gwen sighed and thought for a while: "How big is it?"

From what he saw, in terms of the structure of these utopian societies, the worst thing to do is to launch some kind of attack, just prepare to sacrifice one or two hundred people... Although it is quite cruel, it is also quite brain-dead.

Maybe it's because the bosses of these pagans are also scholars.

No matter how big the pattern is, it doesn't seem to be too big.

Curseblade said, "Take three steps."

Put up a finger: "The first step is to purchase a large amount of Haile Oil, and use Homecoming Powder to turn Haile Oil into various contraband materials."

Raised a second finger, "The second step is to reasonably create more than fifty temporary hosts of mind flayers with the mind flayer sect as an armed force."

Make a fist: "The last step is to arm the old countryman who seized power, and use the old countryman to speed up to hit the authorities' abandoned city. Use fifty temporary mind flayer hosts to attack and kill the supreme prime minister of the authority, and re-support the orthodox descendants of the Gray Kingdom Ascend to the throne, the slogan has been compiled: 'Heavenly punish train thieves, return power to the king'."

After hearing this, Gwen looked indifferent: "Oh..."

then.

"Huh? What did you say?"

The third fucking step is too fucking different from the first two steps, right?

Gwen suddenly felt his brain buzzing, not too shocked, but the cat lanterns of the spiritual scenery couldn't sit still and wanted to run out to listen to the excitement!

In the spiritual landscape, Long Gewen and Karl exhausted all their strength, and together with Miss White, they managed to hold back the "Join the Fun Party" headed by White Cat Lamp.

Curse Blade spread his hands: "I am also shocked."

"First of all, Valerie doesn't look like an idiot."

"Secondly, her partner doesn't seem like an idiot either."

"Then why would they come up with such a stupid plan?"

Are you sick?

Gwen rubbed her temples, feeling that she couldn't keep up with the Utopian's thinking field.

There was ten seconds of silence.

He still couldn't help asking: "Do you think there is a possibility of success?"

Not that he wanted to believe it.

But...

Such an outrageous thing has never been thought of...

Curse Blade thought for a while and said: "If the leader is Long Yan, the intelligence officer is me, the operation planner is a woman named Milidais, and every temporary host of the mind flayer is similar to you, then There might be a chance."

So there is no chance?
Gwen subconsciously showed a relaxed smile.

Curse Blade went on to say: "Of course, there are lower-level substitutes for these conditions, and you don't need to meet them all. For example, the condition of 50 of you can be made up with quantity."

"so……"

"There is a chance, but there is no chance. The authorities are not a political organism that has decayed to the end of its lifespan. They are still active, with emergency measures, and various filings. Even such outrageous filings will be prepared. ..."

Curse Blade also seems to be quite entangled: "Oh! It's hard to say, it's hard to say."

She wasn't worried at first, but after hearing Gwen's question, she couldn't help thinking about it. After thinking about it for a while.

Both the squirrel disease and the rebel blood in Tiansheng's family are reminding her:
"This plan even has a fucking certain success rate!"

The biggest trouble is not the commander, because even the commander of the authorities will still be dragged under the siege of a large number of mind flayers.At this time, it is only necessary to use a large number of artillery bombardment by the authorities to kill the commanders.The most difficult step is instead the strength of the armed forces of the authorities...

Pooh!
Why am I thinking about possibilities?

Curse Blade hurriedly expelled these wild thoughts, but couldn't help thinking about what would happen.

The two were awkwardly silent for a while.

It was Gwen who started the conversation.

He pretended not to care and asked, "Then shall we continue with the original plan?"

"According to the original plan, we have confirmed that Valerie is a member of the Old Watch and has something to do with the recent outbreak of the mind flayer incident, so we must continue to deepen our relationship with her and finally kill her Or grab it. But it may be easier to kill. Golden Root's basic ability is very strong, and her source power is not good. I, you, and Mihaila may not be her opponent... "

Curseblade spoke highly of it.

Gwen nodded in agreement with the other party's statement. After all, the curse blade has not made any mistakes in terms of intelligence so far.

The two summed up the details again.

With worries in mind, waiting for Spark to get the clothes done...

(End of this chapter)