The Dark King

Chapter 21: Night raid

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Tuobu shrank his pupils, slapped the counter suddenly, and said coldly, "You actually used my students as bait?"

Chris shrugged slightly, "I'm not so capable, and we are old acquaintances, I still understand your temper, this arrangement is decided by the higher-ups, we can only obey."

Tobu said angrily: "You can't let a group of children be used as bait. Knowing that there are alchemists lurking here, let a group of children come to lure them. Is this the behavior of the Holy See?!"

Chris's complexion changed slightly, and she said in a low voice: "It is a serious crime to discuss the Holy See of Light in private. Whether they are eliminated and join the guard establishment, or stay qualified and become scavengers, this feat is a precious asset to them, and it is not so easy to establish meritorious deeds in ordinary times!"

"Hmph, so I have to thank them?" Tobu sneered.

Chris said helplessly: "Whether you thank me or not, this is the truth. Besides, if the assessment venue is changed this year, it will scare the snake away. This group of alchemists has a wide network of contacts, and there may be buried in our army." Their eyeliner, although this group of children are still young, they will graduate in three years. Whether they join the guards or scavengers, they may face alchemists. At that time, they will be the fighters on the front line , no one can shelter, this is also a valuable experience for them!"

Tuobu frowned slightly, snorted coldly, handed the wooden cup to the old man behind the counter, and said, "Lao Luo, have another cup."

"Seeing how angry you are, I'll give you more ice." The old man behind the counter smiled.

Tob choked, his head sullen, and he didn't say anything.

night comes.

As the sun went down, the temperature in the desert immediately dropped, and the sand grains had a very poor heat preservation effect, and the heat dissipated quickly. At this time, Du Dian and Sham had built a fire pit with a few stones, and burned old plants inside.

The way to ignite is naturally the most primitive method of drilling wood to make fire.

"I'm so hungry..." Zach touched his stomach and looked at Du Dian.

Du Dian leaned against the fire, closed his eyes, and said: "Let's endure it, ten days will pass soon, and besides, talking will make you hungry faster."

Zach smiled wryly and closed his eyes.

Macon sat by the fire and said with a smile: "Everyone sleep well, you won't be hungry when you sleep."

"Hungry and cold, it's hard to live." Sham tightened his clothes and moved closer to the fire.

Macon smiled slightly, picked up firewood and threw it into the fire pit from time to time, keeping in mind Du Dian's instructions, and kept the fire light at all times to prevent beasts from approaching.

Late at night, the temperature was even lower, and a gust of wind blew from time to time. Even sitting by the fire, Macon felt shivering from the cold. His legs shook slightly, allowing his body to generate heat, but the frequent shaking made him suddenly feel like urinating coming.

He looked at the three Du Dian who were already asleep, got up and came to the sandy ground beside him, unbuttoned his pants, and was about to pee, but in vain, a dry palm stretched out in the darkness and pinched his throat.

Macon's pupils constricted, his heart beat violently, and his eye sockets were almost cracked with fear, only to see a wrinkled face emerged from the darkness, looking at him sullenly, and said in a very slightly hoarse voice: "Hey! , don't call."

The hairs all over Macon's body stood on end, and he wanted to call for help at the first moment, but his throat was pinched almost to pieces when he opened his mouth, and he couldn't yell even if he wanted to. Sound, under this strong fear, Du Dian's always calm face appeared in his mind in vain, his eyes opened suddenly, and the soles of his feet kicked back hard.

His heels kicked the soft sand under his feet and splashed to the side of the fire.

not enough!

The distance is not enough! !

Macon was a little desperate.

At this time, the owner of the withered hand also noticed Macon's cry for help, a chill flashed across his cold eyes, and he raised his other hand. In the dark, Macon could see clearly with the faint firelight, it was A dagger!

Whoosh!

Straight up!

With a bang, at the moment when Macon's mind was completely blank, a stone flew over in vain and hit the dagger. At the same time, Du Dian yelled: "There are enemies, get up!"

Under his roar, Zach and Sham immediately woke up, grabbed the stone for the headrest, and looked nervous.

Du Dian stared at this thin but rickety figure in the dark. He has always been a light sleeper, especially in such a dangerous environment. He was not completely relieved of Macon's vigil. Just now he suddenly felt a few grains of sand splashed On his face, he immediately woke up, and the first scene when he opened his eyes, he saw the place where Macon was sitting, without his figure. The stone next to the fire pile was smashed, but unexpectedly it just hit.

"Damn it!" The hunched figure is an old man, covered in a black robe, the dagger held in his right hand fell to the ground, his wrist trembled slightly, the severe pain made his heart burst into anger, and he pushed away the struggling man. Macon took out a green bottle from his chest, opened the bottle, and green smoke curled up from the bottle. He aimed at the direction of Du Dian and the others, and blew.

Green smoke drifted in immediately.

Du Dian's face changed, and he hurriedly covered his nose, trying to remind Zach and Sham, but the green mist had already drifted to the front, unable to speak.

With a plop, Macon, who was closest to the crooked old man, was shrouded in green mist in front of him, and immediately fell down.

Du Dian's pupils shrank, and he quickly fell down and pretended to be dead.

There were two plops again, and Du Dian knew without looking at it. Most likely Zaqi and Sham also inhaled the green mist, but they didn't know whether they passed out or died of poisoning.

His heart was beating wildly, and his heart was full of tension and doubts. Could this be one of the assessments? If this is the case, he believes that apart from those big groups, other small groups will be eliminated!

Could it be that the purpose of this assessment is to unite everyone

Du Dian's mind turned quickly, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Maybe the meaning above was not to let them survive for ten days at all, but to see if they were united

"Damn kid!" At this moment, Du Dian heard the footsteps of the rickety old man and walked towards him. He immediately knew that he wanted to avenge his stone attack, and secretly groaned in his heart.

"Waste a bottle of soul-loss potion for me, damn it!" Just by hearing the voice, Du Dian knew that he was gritting his teeth and raised his heart. He quietly grabbed a handful of sand in his palm, ready to wait for an opportunity.

At this moment, Du Dian felt that the sole of his foot was grabbed by a dry palm. There was no flesh on this palm, which made his ankle a little painful. He gritted his teeth secretly, and waited for the other party to bend down to kill him, and then put his hand sand thrown out. However, the stooped old man didn't seem to have the intention of killing him, but just grabbed his ankle and dragged him forward.

Du Dian's heart sank, knowing that he was going to take himself to his lair to solve it.

attack

Or continue to wait for the opportunity