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Rough, but almost the same size stones are built into a triangular pile of stones. In the gaps between the stones, there are traces of fire shining through. The high temperature roasted the stone so hot that it made a "sizzling" sound, and from time to time it made a cracking sound, spewing out pinches of fine lime, and several thin flames, which rose into the air.
A sharp dagger picks slices of meat that are as thin as white paper onto the stone pile. As soon as the meat sticks to the stone pile, the high temperature on the stone surface immediately catalyzes the fat of the meat slices. Make them flow out bean-sized fat, drip along the texture of the meat slices onto the stone pile, and immediately turn into green smoke full of rich meat fragrance.
When the meat was baked golden, the owner of the dagger, a man with a cropped cut, flicked his wrist and picked up the roast meat to another man with an Asian face next to him. Looking to the side again, another guy who was sitting on the ground and pouring wine into his mouth, frowned and said, "I don't think Captain Staley needs to eat, God, you already Almost three bottles have been filled. Captain Starley will not exchange all the supplies for wine, right?"
"That's right, Rennes Centurion." Staley smiled with drunken eyes: "Alcohol is really a good thing. It can help me forget some unpleasant things. Except for James' old stubbornness, it is my best friend. Of course, now I have a new friend. To you, Zero!"
Staley raised the bottle to the silent Zero.
Zero drew an arc at the corner of his mouth, ten days of defense, he has already gained Staley's favor. And because of the common defense, Staley regards him as a comrade in arms like James. It can be said that after coming to the western front for so long, Zero was truly recognized by Doomhammer. And all of this was done with one's life, and nothing could be faked during the period.
On the battlefield, only blood and sweat can be exchanged for trust and majesty, nothing else!
"Well, I don't intend to discuss your feelings for wine." Ren from the Golden Tomahawk belongs to a different system from Zero and Starley. Although accepting Tyre's order and Doomhammer to act together, on this journey westward, Ren seldom spends time alone with the other two as he does now. An exception is made at this moment, but for the alien race that suddenly appeared in their field of vision during the day.
"Let's talk about it, what do the two captains think about those murlocs?"
"According to me, it's fine to kill them all at the beginning, so there's no need to bother." Staley burped and gave a martial arts answer.
Ren shook his head and said: "On normal days, I would also take Captain Starley's approach. But today is different, that strange life, it showed us its own conscious world. Although I am not a person with the ability in the perception domain, I can also Knowing that all pretense becomes meaningless in the conscious world. Anger, sadness, murderous intentions, and hostility cannot be concealed in the conscious world. The only thing that the conscious world shows is the truth. And it is through showing us Our own conscious world, let us know that it is not hostile. Otherwise, needless to say, Captain Staley would have done it long ago."
Staley made a haha, noncommittal. Turning his face away, his eyes passed through the outer camp and landed on another small camp a hundred meters away. In that camp, several murloc swordsmen occupy four directions and are in charge of security. And in the center of the camp, showing them the strange life in the world of consciousness, the female fishman named Ademili sat gracefully like a stone statue.
Ren was right. If he hadn't felt Ademili's hostility or deceit, Staley's iron fist would have turned these alien races into broken corpses. How could they still be as good as they are now
But Ademili threw them a difficult problem.
"Captain Zero, what do you think?"
Ren's voice seemed to come from a distance, as if the wind passed through the hollow canyon, producing layers of echoes, making Staley a little tranced.
Zero, who was named, raised his head and said, "Or, is this a trap?"
"Trap? The possibility is not ruled out." Ren used a dagger to send a piece of barbecued meat into his mouth. He ate boldly, biting his steel teeth, and the meat juice overflowed. After chewing a few times in his mouth, Ren spit out this piece of meat, and then picked up another piece: "These guys who claim to be from the green city of Georgia, claim that they love peace. To prove this, they climbed over the mountains Mountains, snowfields, forests and seas come to the front line. And try to invite some humans to visit their country, so as to become peace messengers to prevent the spread of war in the west. It does sound like a bunch of nonsense, but this damn green is on the coordinates and ours The destination death basin is the same, in other words. This may be a trap, or it may be an opportunity!"
"Opportunity? Why do you see it?" Zero asked lightly.
Ren showed an excited expression and said: "Think about it, the two captains. Anyway, even if we refuse and kill them all, we have to go to the Death Basin or the Green Capital of Georgia. So, why don't we accept it? Their invitation. With these guides leading the way, we can spend less time, don't you two want to complete the task as soon as possible?"
"I'm afraid these guides will lead us to hell." Starley chuckled.
Ren contemptuously said: "Just relying on them? I admit that Ademily is very special, but it doesn't have enough power to threaten us. As for the other guys, the guy whose average level is only around level six is enough to kill me alone." Just them, why worry?"
"So, does the centurion mean to accept their invitation?"
"Yes, let us be fools for a while. But it's hard to say who is the real fool." Ren clapped his hands and said: "If the two captains have no objections, then I will personally convey our decision. Believe me, It would definitely be a wise choice."
Zero glanced at Staley, who gave him a "whatever you want" expression. Zero nodded to Rennes, expressing his agreement. With a red face, Ren stood up and strode towards the murloc's camp. Looking at the tall figure, Zero said indifferently: "Are there all those power-hungry guys in the Golden Tomahawk?"
"Power makes people intoxicated, my friend. It's like the fine wine in my bottle. Although I know it's a poison that pierces the intestines, I can't get rid of it." Starley laughed and raised his head to take another sip of the strong drink.
Zero lowered his head, thinking that this is fine, he had to consider how to accept Ademili's invitation without any trace. Now that Ryan takes the initiative, it will save a lot of trouble. In fact, the invitation initiated by Ademili this time was actually only for him.
Recalling everything that happened during the day, it was a very strange experience for Zero. At that time, Ademili, who ran into their field of vision, showed not only one world of consciousness, but two worlds.
When Ademily used an external consciousness world to let hundreds of people including Zero feel its pure spiritual world, it also opened up another world to Zero alone. At that time, Zero felt that even his consciousness had been split into two parts. The superficial consciousness still stays in the previous consciousness world, but the deep consciousness is alone with Ademili.
I remember when he asked Ademili what was going on, the strange life replied: "This is the inner world, the deepest part of the consciousness world, the place closest to the soul. In this world supported by me, only the invited Talent can come in. So we can speak freely here without fear of being found out."