Deer Shoujing?No, it's a Wendigo!

The leader of the blood demon said this. The teacher could guess who the blood demon was and felt that this information was quite valuable.

Of course, I was also deeply moved by my courage later.

"I understand."

Lin Yao gently waved his hand and bid farewell to the teacher.

Then he turned back, and being a murderer, he wanted to observe the Victorians for some pleasure.

"This is?"

The team from Victoria's connector arrived immediately, and the corpse hanging here was so conspicuous.

They watched Sakaz tense up nervously as his body was pierced by black roots.

"It's the person who the officer told us to pick up, that's right, damn it, the line is broken!"

Felin looked at the impaled Sarkaz nobleman from a distance, and confirmed that this was their target.

"What shall we do next, the mission failed."

"Take him down, search the body to see if there is any valuable information."

The films tried to evade, but finally decided on the person.

"boom."

The long sword slashed several times in a row to barely cut the hard roots out of the gap, and finally several people came together to cut it down.

"There is no valuable information, but the body has not cooled completely! The enemy is nearby! Stay alert and evacuate!"

People in Victoria began to evacuate.

"The communication has been connected, come back, we have received a target here, and the demons are chasing and killing those demons we want to meet."

The pitch-black crows blinked at their intelligence.

"Did someone still run away? Returning to the scene of the crime is always rewarding."

Lin Yao piercingly smiled.

Those who have gained are not necessarily the police, but may also be the murderer.

Chapter 3 Ten

Chapter 3 Ten

"Those demons chasing you, stop?"

Felin was somewhat dissatisfied with covering the Sarkaz nobles and his subordinates.

Obviously it was a simple response to the task, but he didn't expect to lead people to escape.

The Sarkaz are a little bit dissatisfied, but considering the current situation is not good, they can only endure it as much as they can.

"When it stops, it stops, and we step up our evacuation."

The Sakaz nobleman, however, retains his bossy attitude. He is very uneasy now. After all, he left his hometown in order to survive.

And this attitude allows him to regain some sense of superiority in his identity to fill his uneasiness.

He is very clear that the collapse of the Military Council is inevitable, and the Sarkaz nobles will withdraw from the stage of history. Those who are on the wrong side will be eliminated directly by the Tower of Babel.

Only a few fools still believed that the military committee hadn't collapsed yet, even though the communication channels in their hands were cut off, and the rain prevented a lot of information from getting out.

The people in Victoria were also a little dissatisfied with his attitude, but they still agreed to retreat, and at the same time shrank the supporting troops through communication.

As long as one can be attracted, it is enough to protect it well.

"Have we stopped chasing it? Our dark thread finally received a mission from Babita. Those films are not strong, so it's not difficult for us to kill them all."

"They have been targeted, we just need to hang behind a little bit, the adult will always give us a bite."

The mercenaries who paused in their pursuit whispered to each other, and the leader pointed to the black feathered beasts hovering under the night sky.

Only then did the others see them, and the red crown.

The appearance of these special crows outside the Black Forest often means that this area has been watched.

"Behave better! Anyone who violates discipline will be detained!"

The Sarkaz mercenaries quietly maintained a high degree of discipline, carefully following the traces on the ground, waiting for their bite.

"Huh, it should be safe to go to this location, you should have sorted out all the information, right?"

The Sakaz followed the Victorians to a camp established in a woodland.

"Yes, we brought out very important information!"

The Sakaz noble said seriously, in the rush to escape, how could there be so much time to collect and sort out the information.

But it is enough to tell these Victorians for the time being, Kazdel still has his dark lines, at worst, it will be added at a later date.

"Take a break and return tomorrow morning. By the way, one of your companions was killed."

"Who?"

"Another companion we were going to meet had his body pierced and was hung on a black wooden thorn."

"It's okay, I have a lot of important things on me, you just need to protect me."

The Victorian nodded.

"I hope that your gift will not disappoint the Duke of Stafford. He has been thinking about the output of that forest for a long time."

"I spent a lot of money buying spices on the black market, not less."

The noble Sarkaz smiled.

"Well, now, tell me about that Stafford you miss."

The black mist condensed into a tall figure sitting by the campfire, and he asked everyone present with some doubts.

"Who are you! No! Monster!"

Duke Stafford's soldiers drew their weapons and surrounded the Wendigo who was sitting by the campfire.

Fear of the unknown is on their faces.

The faces of the unknown Sakaz were also filled with fear. The Sakaz nobles wanted to leave quietly, but——

A black root broke through the ground and nailed his shadow to death, making it immobile.

"Don't be so excited, let's have a nice chat."

The firelight reflected the white skull beneath the hood.

"laugh!"

"It's a pity, it seems that you can only count on your news to be as good as your companion's news."

The soldier captain, who was imprisoned by the roots, turned his head with difficulty, and his colleagues and subordinates had been pierced by the black thorns and hung up.

The blood "tick-tock-tick" dripped, and a small meat forest appeared in this woodland.

And those Sarkaz are still alive, but they are tightly entangled by the roots of the plants.

"Forget it, let me see for myself."

Purple light flickered in Senbai's head, breathtaking.

"I see, is the first one coming?"

Dissatisfaction flickered in Lin Yao's eyes.

Claws pierced the chest of the last living Victorian, and his eyes turned to the Sarkaz.

"My lord...we are planning to go undercover to deliver some information for the Tower of Babel."

The Sarkaz nobleman said with a mournful face.

"Believe me, even as an undercover agent, you will be useless."

After the voice fell, another corpse was pierced.

"grown ups……"

The Sakaz mercenaries were trembling with fear.

"Close your eyes."

Facing the orders of Sarkaz's ancient language, coupled with the oppression of fear, these Sarkaz have no room to resist and can only choose to obey.

The faint purple light in Lin Yao's eyes was still flickering.

In the end, some of the mercenaries were dressed up, and the rest were guilty and had the idea of ​​blocking them.

"Go yourselves, whether it's back to Kazdel or wherever."

The forest demon waved his hand and the black mist dissipated, while the corpses turned into gray gravel and disintegrated, leaving only some external belongings.

The survivors looked at each other in blank dismay, but decided to return to Kazdel, as for the property on the ground.

They didn't dare to pick it up, and they ran into the mercenaries who were chasing them before.

People on both sides look at me and I look at you.

"Up? Boss?"

"Have a hammer! Did you see those ashes on the ground? They survived from the hands of the Lord of the Black Forest!"

The captain patted the foreheads of the subordinates next to him fiercely, then turned to look at the survivors who had no desire to fight.

"My friend over there, did Lord Forsdimon say anything?"

"He, we survived, and he let us leave on our own."

Facing the mercenaries who were still fighting before, they behaved quite calmly.

Being enemies one second and friends the next is something that mercenaries have to adapt to.

"Your previous leaders are gone, why don't you join us and join us?"

The mercenary captain had already seen the clothes of the other leader and the Sarkaz nobleman.

Inviting them now is considered a good fortune, after all, they can survive from the Lord of the Black Forest.

The survivors looked at each other in blank dismay. Their secret lines and channels as mercenaries were all in the hands of the leaders and nobles. They would probably look like blind men when they returned to Kazdel.

After a private calculation, it was good that the mercenary team concerned was willing to accept them, so they naturally chose to agree.

The remaining belongings in the ashes were also rummaged by the Sarkaz, and they could all guess what the ashes were before, but who cares?

Chapter 311 Possible Enemies

Chapter 311 Possible Enemies

"call."

Lin Yao greeted the sunrise on a flat-topped mountain with all fours, stood up and shook off the dust from his body, feeling a little uncomfortable looking at this barren land.

Shaking his head slightly, Apparel returned to the small town, and walked slowly towards Tracy's prison.

He saw the Sarkaz teacher, who was communicating with others, so he didn't step forward to disturb him.

Simply say hello to the jailer, he himself has the authority to enter the prison.

Ascalon was also there, leaning against the wall and watching Tracys who was still working.

That's right, Tracy is sorting out the affairs of the military committee, handing over intelligence and secret clues.

There are even more additions behind Tracy.

That was the information wall, pieces of information were hung on the wall, and various connections between them were drawn with strokes.

On the wall are the undercover leaders of the Military Council, all of whom are deeply hidden, and many of them have even been spread out and are not in Kazdel.

Even natural disasters can't stop those guys' intelligence lines, and it is estimated that many of them have already been hidden.

And this cell has only been less than a day, and Tracy has created the atmosphere of a long-term office area here.

"Has he not had a rest all night?"

The forest demon asked Ascalon in a low voice.