elf successor

Chapter 82 It Belongs to the Mainland

Horse hooves stepped on the autumn wind. When the group returned to the Apocalypse Army Camp, the bright moon had already climbed up the treetops. The cold wind of late autumn blew across Gus's face, bringing up a few strands of black silk to reveal his blue eyes. Deaton sat behind Gus. , holding Gus' shoulders uneasily, the thick armor on his chest pressed against Gus' back.

This is his first time riding with others.

Under the thin witch robe, Gus felt a chill on his back.

Under the moonlight, the armor on the guards of the Apocalypse Legion shone with a cold light, shining very brightly by the moonlight. The long swords were slung behind their backs, their expressions were cold and handsome. At this moment, the twilight of the day seemed to have dissipated again. Thirteen people were on the trail. Arranged in formation, meticulously, Gus and Deaton took the lead, galloping in the direction directed by Deaton.

Deaton squeezed Gus's shoulder, feeling a little dazed. Suddenly a fire appeared in front of him, beating continuously in the dark night. Deaton said excitedly: "Brother Wizard, look, that's where the Apocalypse Army Camp is located."

Gus looked along Deaton's arm. Not far away, a lantern lit up the night. Listen carefully to the sound of a long sword piercing the air. Gus grabbed the reins tightly and jerked his legs. He felt like a horse under his crotch. He also felt the call of his home, roared, and moved his hooves much faster.

"Da da da·····"

As soon as they entered the military camp, the guard outside the gate saw Deaton. He folded his hands on his chest and solemnly performed a military salute before letting the horse enter the military camp.

This is a wasteland, desolate and full of dead grass.

The military camp is very large, and is tightly surrounded by a city wall made of hard iron and wood. The city wall is as high as a person. It is said to be a military camp, but strictly speaking it is more like a stockade. Although the Apocalypse Legion only has a few thousand people, it can be seen that the regular legion preparation, training ground, logistics department, and sophistication of weapons...the quality of the army is not inferior to the main legions on the frontier.

Moreover, while Gus was sitting on horseback, he also found several griffins lying lazily on the ground. In the open space in the distance, there were more than 200 people neatly practicing formations, wearing gold armor, long swords, etc. Magnificent and chilly.

"Squad captain, adults are waiting for you."

"it is good."

As soon as they entered the camp gate, a guard came over. Deaton got off his horse and carefully helped Gus down. He handed the reins to Bella and the others, and then he pulled Gus and walked deeper into the military camp.

Gus touched his nose, but did not resist, and let Deaton pull him over involuntarily. Bieber and Bei Linya also handed the reins to Bella, smiled at each other, and followed Gus into the depths side by side.

At night, patrol formations passed by the military camp from time to time, but most of them had already gone to sleep. The military tents were tightly closed. Except for the sound of breathing that happened to come out, everything was in order.

Gus observed secretly and already had a general impression in his mind.

In half an hour's time, the four of them arrived outside a large bloody tent. The military flags on both sides of the door were rustling, roaring unyieldingly in the cold wind, and the signs of witchcraft staffs and long swords clashing seemed to be alive in the moonlight. It's normal, exuding a compelling aura.

The military flag represents the glory of the legion and is also the most common thing in the military camp. However, the Apocalypse Legion did not have the military flag fluttering until they had gone so far. Even at the gate of the military camp, there were only a few ordinary colorful flags.

"My lord, we are back."

There were no guards stationed at the tent door. Di adjusted his armor, carefully put his sword behind him, and then opened the tent door.

Entering the big tent, Gus took a deep breath. There were countless long swords hanging behind the man in the tent. They were of various styles, but most of them were from a hundred years ago, but they still had a cold glow. Apparently, people came to clean them frequently. There were a lot of swords all around. Rows of oil paintings hang all over the walls. These are the historical commanders of the Apocalypse Legion. On the big tent, a huge Apocalypse Legion logo is printed on it.

If there is magic that deeply attracts Gus's eyes, the scarlet color is actually made of blood, but there is no bloody smell anymore. Under the dim firelight in the tent, it was as if it had come alive. The witch's staff was roaring, the swords were fighting, and even the bloody demon's eyes looked at everything.

It was solemn and solemn, and the whole tent was filled with depression.

The interior of the big tent is very simple, with a low desk, and behind the desk are piles of files, but they are all hairy, and the burnt yellow color shows that no one has turned over them, maybe for decoration, or maybe because there is no time. There was no time to clean it up, but there was a faint musty smell brewing.

The oil lamp burned softly, and Gus's eyes fell on the man under the oil lamp.

"Yes." The man waved his hand and said, "I am Yokesley, the commander of the Apocalypse Legion. Who gave you this yellow paper?"

Yokesley sat behind the table, his face covered by his helmet. Only his dark pupils were gleaming with flames, giving people a sense of oppression like a sleeping lion, making people want to kneel down.

The pressure is very strong.

Gus looked at Riouxley behind the case. Although he had not been baptized by war, the murderous spirit in this man was still looming. Those calloused palms had been stained with the blood of many people at some time. Si lowered his arms and his witch staff drooped slightly, showing respect for the legion commander.

Gus didn't know the name of the one-legged man, so he hesitated for a moment. After thinking for a moment, he leaned forward slightly and said, "Guardian of the Gem Hall of Massa College."

"Massa College? Gemu Hall."

Yokesley hummed several times, slammed the table, and said in a deep voice: "Assavi?"

"I don't know his name."

"That must be him. I didn't expect him to still remember me after decades." Yokesley smiled bitterly, as if he was remembering something. He was silent for a long time, holding a letter and slowly lying on the back of the chair. , his wrist flicked, the envelope rotated, a slight cracking sound passed by, and beside his ears, Gus reached out and grabbed the red envelope.

"This is the arrest warrant issued by Ming Ling. It has portraits of the two of you on it."

Yokesley looked at Gus calmly, but there was no reaction. He remained calm. The envelope had been torn open. Gus poured it out and unfolded it. The portraits of himself and Bieber were clearly painted on it, even the number of eyelashes. You can check clearly.

Bieber and Bei Linya also approached Gus and cursed in a low voice: "This guy is really evil. Damn it, don't fall into my hands."

Gus closed the letter gently and looked at Yokesley, "Then why don't you do it?"

"Why did I do it?"

"You are the Imperial Army."

"Who is the imperial army?" Yokesley stood up suddenly, walked down the low steps, came to Gus, pointed to the tent roof, and said calmly: "The Apocalypse Army does not belong to anyone, it belongs to the entire continent. "

The voice was very soft, but it was like a huge stone pressing on Gus. Deaton stood up straight when he heard these words. This man had been telling him seriously since he was born.

Although he didn't understand it for many years, this sentence was engraved in his heart and he never dared to forget it.

The Apocalypse Legion is the legion of Jiuji Continent. It protects all races and only fights for the mainland.

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