The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Mostema no longer cared about the anxious voice of the code name, which could be heard far away in the wilderness.

Unfortunately, this wasteland is not the legendary city of hope, Rutland. The only freaks living here are the Sakaz, who are regarded as eternal enemies by the Sakota people.

No one would speak for them - especially not long ago, Mostima and the "Singer of Misery" had just killed a group of Sakaz bandits who robbed the Sakota people.

This is not a rare thing. Since ancient times, or in other words, long before the founding of Lateran City, the relationship between Sakota and Sakaz has been sinister, even to put it mildly:

The opponent is the Sarkotan with a halo on his head and wings on his back. The latter is a sworn enemy that can never be forgotten. From ancient times to the present, the blood debt of Lateran's attacks by the Sarkarz can be smeared all over the Lateran Temple. Every time When Sakota ventures into the outside world, he must be on guard against attacks from near or far by those vulgar, rude, vicious and cruel Sakaz.

As for the Sakaz people with sharp horns on their heads and tails on their backs, the scene of the former blowing off the heads of the Sakaz people with one gun after another is also far-reaching. Sakta was powerful on the continent of Terra hundreds of years ago. The jointly formed "Anti-Sarkaz Alliance" made the title of "Demon Clan" an eternal pain for Kazdaele.

So it’s no wonder that a group of Sakaz who are close to the militia group will temporarily transform into a bandit mercenary group to attack the Lateran messenger group with only two people:

Due to the re-planning of Kazdaele, a large number of homeless and wandering Kazdaele civilians were re-attracted to the pre-planned node cities - some were newly built and some were moved by Bemos activating Origin Stone technology. Territory – urban “centralization” in industrial development.

But just as there are still people who praise suffering and even join the war fanatically in Terra, which is full of suffering, there are always Sarkaz mercenaries who do not obey the command of the Fifth Legion. They rebel in the name of Lysandral not being a king—— Then they were beaten to death by the Fifth Legion, and no one could leave Kazdaele alive.

The rest have learned well:

They resolutely obey the orders of Lysandral and are willing to obey the orders of the Fifth Legion, but these Sarkarz will not go to the city-they wander in the wilderness and cunningly let their own people go (the reason is that this will attract Garuda's purge), and began to show its brutal minions against the aliens who entered Kazdare without overestimating their capabilities.

Kazdaele's location is not that good. She is bordered by Ursus to the north and the Yan Kingdom to the east, and to Rembito to the south and Syracuse to the west - behind Syracuse, the thousand-year-old blood enemy Lateran is far away.

The maintenance of the national border cannot make ends meet, and a large number of mercenaries, spies and black traders come and go at the edge of the border every day. Many times, when the patrol approaches, most of these experienced veterans have already fled, and they go nowhere in the wilderness. .

——The energy and effort required for maintenance and breakthrough are very different. The former needs to be responsible for the entire national border, while the latter only needs to find a loophole, and speed will do the rest.

For defensive purposes, some die-hard Sarkarz who were submissive but unwilling to let go of their natural war-madness were allowed to operate unscrupulously on the border.

Only the specially marked mobile tools and the Sakaz who entered were given the death-free gold medal. The other alien races that had not been reported and had no identity in Kazdare became their natural targets of attack.

Mostima and the Singer of Misery are very familiar with the current situation and handle it with ease:

Miss Fallen Angel uses her Origin Stone skills to stop her opponent, and Sings of Misery launches a crazy bullet—this two-person Sarkota team faces Sarkaz’s common problem-solving routines.

The dead Sarkaz are all good Sarkaz. The surviving Sarkaz and the others have no interest in finishing the damage, so let them wail in pain on the deserted plain!

Anyway, the vitality of the demons is so tenacious, lying there motionless may not necessarily lead to death, right?

However, things changed.

Just in the morning, the two defeated a group of Sakaz bandits. In the afternoon, their journey became strange:

There was silence all around. The seemingly endless groups of bandits disappeared in groups, and no one came to disturb travelers like them. Mostima clearly saw many Victorians walking in a hurry and being extremely happy, considering not being discovered as extremely lucky.

But this is so weird…

They are both Sarkota who have participated in the Templar reserve training, and their senses are far stronger than those of ordinary Terrans - but even so, neither of them can hear the clear chirping of any bird or beast within a mile. .

They seemed to have become another species, so that the fragile lives fled in fear, and everything around them was silent. Except for the eternal distant wind of Kazdaele blowing away the dust, there was nothing around.

——Even infected creatures like the Origin Stone Worm would rather change their course of action and stay 500 meters away from the Rutland team.

They were originally happy to see each other, and they joked with each other about the trouble they saved. Mostima even gave the Singer of Misery more than ten additional code names, so that the latter looked bad all morning.

But in the afternoon, when they were practicing to exhaustion for the tenth time, Mastima realized something was wrong.

"Song of Misery... No, Fia, don't you think there's something wrong?"

Ode to suffering... Fiammetta's face turned serious - Mostema was formally called in only one situation in the past when a four-person team acted together - the surroundings were extremely dangerous, and for the sake of life safety, there was no time to even joke. delete.

"I just feel tired, the wrong kind of tired."

On the selected sheltered terrain, Fiameta lit a bonfire, moved two large rocks, and discussed the current situation with Mostema alone.

"That's right, the wrong tiredness."

Mostima took out the dry dick from his backpack

Grain Bag, agrees with Fiametta’s findings:

This was the tenth time they had made a fire to cook food today. The two of them devoured the food that was not considered good in the past. Without any prey, they even had to drink a lot of water to fill their stomachs...

——Is this reasonable?In the past, only one piece of Sakota's high-calorie dry food could support the two of them for a whole day's trek, but today, Fiametta was chewing on the sweet dry food that he had been tired of eating early, and Mostima would even eat it from time to time. I just wanted to put my hand into my pocket to find something.

Inexplicable physical exertion - their journey today was not even half as long as before, but their tired bodies seemed to have experienced a hundred times the usual suffering, and their hungry stomachs were in unspeakable pain, repeatedly reminding the two Sakota that they needed to eat and replenish themselves immediately. energy.

It's not that they haven't tried to buy supplies from caravans, but for some reason, all the caravans they encountered today had such weird situations. Throughout the morning, the Sakota team got nothing, and even had to be asked by the Philin people to buy dry food.

Fiammetta tried not to eat or drink - after 2 minutes, she began to feel dizzy, her muscles were weak, she was sweating on her forehead, and her eyes were blind... typical symptoms of hunger and debility.

how can that be……

An ominous premonition lingered in the team of two people along with the silence.

Chapter 53 Kazdaele Niche (continued)

The journey was not even halfway through, but two Rutland team members who had performed many missions were so hungry and tired that they lost all strength?

This is simply not possible!

But even if they are sitting on the rocks to recuperate now, Fiametta and Mostima, who are silent, can feel the vitality that is constantly draining from their bodies.

Is it an Origin Stone skill?

They repeatedly checked for each other on the road. There was no special Origin Stone, nor high-concentration Origin Stone radiation. The result of repeated checks by moving quickly was that there was no life form within one kilometer of the surrounding area - the range of action of most Origin Stone techniques was no more than [-] kilometer. Half a kilometer.

Mostema tried to use the forbidden power of the two staffs behind her, but the effect was weak, and the speed of physical loss was neither urgent nor slow, even if she slowed down and accelerated the time of Fiametta and herself to adjust and observe, this strange Physical consumption still takes effect.

"Do you have any insights, Mostema?"

Fia's lips were so dry that they were peeling. She sat motionless on the boulder with her legs spread out, trying to slow down the unexplained extra consumption of the whole day.

But it had no effect, so she finally lost her composure and endured the exhaustion to speak to Mostima - speaking also required physical strength.

"I have some guesses, but I can't say now. We have to wait."

Mostima moved his lips and whispered to her.

The two of them were now at the end of their rope. They had finished eating all the dry food and drank all the water. The water source was still three kilometers away from here. They were so exhausted that they wanted to lie down on the boulder and fall asleep immediately - Mostema began to regret leaving the car. The land vehicle snatched from the Sakaz Bandit Group was thrown away.

"It's like this again!"

Fiammetta weakly moved her arm, but the limp arm rejected her idea. With a bang, Fia, who couldn't even hold the blunderbuss, pointed the gun at the black-horned fallen angel in a threatening manner, losing her power. His arm consciously aimed at the ground - there was no life in the empty wasteland, except for the shadow formed by the boulders blocking the sunlight, and even the sound of the wind was blocked.

Mostima smiled, she smiled so happily that even the beautiful blue tip of her tongue leaked out, and her light blue eyes were full of joy.

Infuriated by her smile, Fiammetta frowned and was about to stand up and punch her, but the moment she stood up...

boom--! !

The violent buzz of handguns echoed here, and the two Sarkotas got up and jumped without hesitation. Mostema even had the strength to wave his staff, and the dust flying upward was slowed down by an inexplicable force. Finally, the two Rats The orchid men quietly moved away from the harm's range, turning their backs to each other and watching out for the surroundings.

"Is it really underground?"

How could Fiametta still look as languid as she did not long ago?

Although the gunslinger who had undergone special training in Rutland was trembling from exhaustion, his eyes were bright and he scanned the surroundings keenly:

Since the investigation at this stage has no effect, the enemy's hiding location must be unexpected!

The wind was covered by boulders, Mostima looked up at the sky, and Fiametta checked for food - since there was none, then there was only the desolate plain of Kazdaele!

"Yes."

Mostima, who had been laughing wildly to attract attention not long ago, moved his arms and judged the enemy's true position from the subtle physical exertion:

"He is hiding underground. No, judging from the speed of following us, it is not underground, but something that can be seen everywhere in the wasteland without attracting attention."

"Where else could it be?"

Li Boli and the fallen angel looked at each other and smiled:

"shadow!"

They all paid attention to the hiding spot filled with smoke and dust in unison. Fiametta's sudden sniper attack was surprisingly powerful. The broken stone was a sharp weapon comparable to the etched bullets of ordinary gun weapons. After the roar, the giant stone blocked the wind and sand in the wasteland.

The stone has been broken into pieces.

"Dealed with him? It seems not."

Sensing a shadow that was no different from the one not long ago, Mastema asked himself questions.

"Isn't this better? Sarkaz can actually have such a calm person. Kazdaele must have undergone amazing changes."

Fiametta adjusted her position and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the shadow-covered hiding place again, eager to take another shot.

"Aiming there will only waste bullets."

A charming female voice sounded from the blind spot behind them.

boom--!

Fiammetta shook his right hand, and another long gun suddenly fired!

But her other hand did not stop. At the same time, a shelling shot that was not sequential with the sound of a long gun roared from the muzzle of the handgun she held tightly!

Another shelling.

The tip of Mosti's horse staff flashed, and Fiametta's already extremely fast ammunition loading speed suddenly increased. Almost at the moment the bullet was fired, a full load of etched bullets was stuffed into the blunderbuss-shaped weapon. In the inner chamber of the stick.

"Even if you work so hard, the effect will be mediocre, two lovely ladies~"

The female voice, as melodious as a saxophone, was still unhurried. Fiametta's explosive warheads fired at the source of the sound had no effect at all. Mostima squinted his eyes and crossed paths with her, and several waves of spells quickly flew towards the enemy. !

however……

Have you worn it? !

Mostima was surprised.

At this time, the smoke caused by the explosion finally dissipated, and the strong wind in Kazdale blew away all the barriers. Mostima and Fiametta also saw the gentleman appearance of the visitor, but...

"Are you... the fallen Sakota?!"

Fiametta's startled words echoed in the clearing.

The person in front of me is wearing a black and red long skirt and thick-soled boots. The lower body is completely covered by the clothes, but the upper body is naturally exposed by the suspenders of the long skirt. The shoulders are as bright and white as the full moon, and the soft and delicious The arms are slightly exposed, but the beautiful pudding is covered by the black tulle of the long skirt...

This is a very beautiful woman. She covers her head with a hair scarf and has two long and short ponytails. One red and one gold eye is slightly narrowed. A narrow smile hangs on the corner of her delicate mouth. Her temperament is somewhere between an adult and a girl. Although she was thin and slender, Mostima could always see in her every move her beautiful temperament after overcoming hardships and suffering.

The situation is not good...

Looking at the pure black and strange halo of strange patterns on the red hair scarf of the person in front of him, Mostima felt anxious.

No, more than that.

Mostema discovered something suspicious about the person in front of him:

"Your wings of light..."

"Ah~ I can't believe that someone would pay attention to this~ I thought you two were just like those Sakaz, and would only be interested in my aura~"

The woman - Mostima had to judge this way, her temperament did not have the innocence and liveliness that a girl should have, but was surprisingly mature - moaned and groaned, the gorgeous tone was like a low-pitched cello in the church, melodious The tone is more beautiful than the soaring choir of hymns during celebrations.

Even though she was of the same sex, Fiammetta's body felt slightly hot and her breathing became rapid for a moment, but in the next moment, another explosive warhead flew towards the woman's head!

"Xine!!!"

She shouted loudly.

——Finding love at first sight in the world of Terra?

It depends on whether the weapons in both sides' hands are sharp or not!

Charm?love?beauty?Pitiful?

Let’s see if Grandma Feia calls you back or not!

Chapter 54 Emperor Keke

"Ah, ah, ah, that's so rude, Miss Liboli."

Facing Fiammetta's sniper attack, the Fallen Angel showed no intention of dodging. A shadow rose behind her. The moment this black barrier appeared, it sucked in the explosive warhead, and the originally planned detonation disappeared.

"What is this……"

Fiametta screamed.

The fallen angel did not cancel this layer of shadow, so both Mostima and Fiametta saw the inside of this layer of shadow: