Above the Seven Towers

Guo Qian hurriedly ran into the headquarters where Wang Jiyuan was located, and heard the reports of one after another and the sound of Wang Jiyuan's vocal orders before he reached the door.

He walked in the door lightly and did not greet Wang Jiyuan who was passing instructions from the window and the correspondent below. He looked around the busy people in the room, but unexpectedly saw a stretcher placed on the corner of the wall, and the person above was covered by a blanket Blind, there was no movement. Morey was sitting on the ground beside the stretcher in a robe, unaware that a cigarette in his hand was about to burn to the end.

Guo Qian walked over and asked softly, "Morley, this is ..."

Morey's body was shocked, and it was like a wake up in a dream. He pressed the cigarette **** on the ground and raised his head to reveal his red eyes. "Chairman Guo, Deputy Commander Ji ... died."

"What! Why?" Guo Qian's face was no longer calm, and he hurriedly reached out to unravel the blanket on the stretcher. Under the blanket was Ji Xun's pale face and a huge shock in his throat.

"Tell me, what happened? How did he sacrifice?"

"He was to protect me." Morey hit the ground with a punch. "If I didn't light the tower with light crystals. If I didn't relax my guard and hide in time, there wouldn't be such a thing ... he died really. Worthless, it fell into the hands of a mean sneak attacker. I will definitely find out the man who killed him, refining the **** soul into a golem, and avenge him. "

"You guys are on the front line? How do you get you on the front line!"

"The enemy used siege magic, and we must stop them."

"It's not your fault. Your task is to consume that magic and protect the main position. You have done it. His task is to protect you, and he has done it. You have all completed the task and have lived up to everyone's expectations." Wang Jiyuan heard their conversation and came over and said, "Sacrifice is inevitable. I will fall like that when necessary. But now is not a sad time, we have not defeated the horse thief."

"If this is the case, Ji Xun's sacrifice is valuable. Remember how important you are to us, there is no need to never take risks." Guo Qian emphasized, "Don't keep thinking about revenge, we will let the horse thief Pay the price. "

"I know the importance of alchemy, but some things must be solved by myself." Morey stood up. "I went to check the magic circle, just that attack might have caused some damage." He said, he went Go outside.

Wang Jiyuan gave a glance to the two **** soldiers, and the two soldiers immediately followed.

"What's the situation now?" Guo Qian asked, looking back at the door. "Don't worry about the rear, I settled when I came. All the people were very cooperative, and everyone guarded the last level of the camp in an orderly way. It is impossible to set the route and materials for retreating to the mountain. "

"It was very difficult to fight. The enemy sent a lot of cannon fodder to attack the city wall, and at the same time used the archer to cover the wall and shoot it. Our fence is not high enough to stop them. Several enemies have fallen into the wall, but were Our soldiers fought back hard. I have a reserve team of seven classes, and I have sent five. As far as I know, the **** camp has sacrificed at least nearly ten people and injured more. "Wang Jiyuan's face was heavy. Said.

"If not, I will bring a group of people from behind to support. Old guys like us can still do something." Guo Qian said.

"It hasn't reached this level ..., our **** camp can still insist."

"You remember, if it's really necessary ..."

"I know, at the moment of life and death, I will not be polite to you."

"Report." At this time, the voice of the correspondent came downstairs. Wang Jiyuan walked to the window and leaned out his head. "What's the situation?"

The correspondent pointed to a girl riding a tricycle next to her and said, "This girl has just been with a row of second-row deputy platoon leader Ye Zi. According to her report, the position on the side wall of the southern line was attacked by the enemy and Ye Fupai Chang is blocking the enemy alone. "

Wang Jiyuan turned around and asked the deputy around him, "Have you received the light signal in that direction? Have they ever called for help?"

The deputy responsible for the light signal said, "No, but they haven't given any signal for fifteen minutes."

"Let the reserve team of the remaining two classes downstairs immediately go to that direction. Old Wei, your battalion ’s direct security team took all the guns and passed it. Be sure to check the situation and retake the position! By the way, convert the tank into a tank. The gold cup also opened. "

"Yes!" A tall soldier in the room answered.

Morey went downstairs and looked at the tower in the distance, and another sorrow and owe felt in his heart. He did not have much contact with Ji Xun, but it was because of this that it was more difficult for him to accept that a stranger died for him.

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Morey didn't like what he owed others, and his self-esteem didn't allow him to do so. Sometimes he would rather be bullied by others, mock him, rather than help him by helping him. Because the former will become his motivation and urge to rise; while the latter, he often makes him feel his weakness and powerlessness. Especially when he never has the opportunity to reward someone.

Anyway, let me revenge for you first. Your old saying "Gentlemen revenge, it's not too late in ten years", but ten years is too long and it's too long to bear. I don't like this sentence. In my case, it should be: Morey's revenge, just tonight!

First find the **** bastard!

Morey stood downstairs for a while, filtering through the feasible methods in his mind. Finally, he remembered an ancient alchemy recipe, although effective, but the price is not small.

But, as long as the person is killed tonight, is the price justified?

Morey made this determination almost instantly. He didn't go to the position where the phalanx was, and regardless of Wang Jiyuan sent someone to follow him, he returned directly to his laboratory with two bodyguards. As soon as he entered the laboratory, he turned over the boxes and found a few bottles of potion, then mixed them with a powder, boiled it in a small pot, and added a few pieces of yellow herbs. Within minutes, he filtered out a light green potion.

Morey packed the potion in a vial, walked out of the chemistry building, and came to an empty intersection. He first took out a bottle of silver potion and a pen, and drew a magic array on the ground that did not look complicated. .

"Mr. Morey, what are you?" A soldier asked.

"I am patching the magic circle."

"But the magic circle here is far away from the main position?" The soldier said strangely.

Moremer glanced at him silently, and the man said a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, I'm speechless."

Morey continued to paint, and soon the magic circle took shape. Morey stood in the middle of the magic circle, and then pulled out a dark arrow from his clothes. The arrow was dull in the moonlight, exuding an indifferent temperament. This was the deadly arrow with a **** smell on it.

Morey held the arrow in his hand, and the other hand poured the freshly extracted green potion into his mouth, then closed his eyes. A strange and cold smell flowed into his body along the esophagus, and then his perception became sharp, and all the surrounding things seemed to carry a unique mark, just like he got a dog The sense of smell is the same. No, it is not just the sense of smell, but a peculiar feeling in the world, which is much more comprehensive and strong than the sense of smell.

He focused his mental energy on the arrow. There were two kinds of breath and a kind of lingering connection with him. A strong and **** breath led him to the building where Wang Jiyuan was located. Although he could not see it, the stretcher The dead body seemed to appear clearly in his mind. The other breath was much weaker, leading his thoughts intermittently into the darkness outside the school.

It's you! Morey chanted a mantra lightly, and the magic array under his feet shimmered. The feeling suddenly became stronger in his heart. A figure wearing a black cloak and a bow and arrow flashed in his mind. , Although vague, Morey knew clearly that this was the murderer.

Morey concentrated his energy and wanted to see him more clearly, but suddenly felt his heart beating faster, his headache split, his stomach turned over, and all the images in his mind dissipated from his mind like broken glass. He knows that this is already his limit. Although this tracking potion is powerful and bizarre, it is extremely hurting and hurting. Today, this bottle of mental and physical damage may not be recoverable in three or five months. .

But fortunately that kind of magical connection has been established, at least within two or three hours, he can roughly feel the position of the killer.

He opened his eyes, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth quietly, and looked at a path leading to the south.

"Mr. Morey, have you finished the work here?" The soldier said just now, "If it is finished, let's go back to Wang Yingchang."

Morey frowned, and these two people looked at him, and it was certainly impossible for him to run out. He looked around and found an opportunity to get rid of them.

He gently pointed with his hand, an invisible air flow flew by, and an invisible hand formed in the air. This is a common alchemist's photography technique, although it is not powerful, but it is accurate and effective. Not far away, a passing tricycle suddenly stopped, and the chain fell off somehow. The cyclist jumped out of the car with some confusion and saw the chain hanging on the ground.

He saw Morey standing on the side of the road, so he shouted, "Brother over there, please help me. I am in a hurry to transport the crossbow arrows and ammunition."

The two bodyguards looked at each other hesitantly.

Morey said by the way: "You are going to help, it is important to deliver the supplies, there are no enemies here. I will stand here for a while, is there any danger?"

The two thought so, so they stepped forward to help the man lift the three-wheel chain. Someone joined hands and the chain was actually pretty easy to fit, and it was done in less than a minute.

But after they finished their work, they looked back, and Morey, who was still standing there, was gone.