God-level talent: Invincible, actually it’s really not difficult

What they care about is not how many people will die, but that there are too many dead people for them.

What they care about is how this develops.

The ruins on the surface have been continuously developed for more than a hundred years, and the nine old areas that have been opened up have divided the entire ruins, and the only part left is the central urban area, which is also the most difficult section to gnaw.

What the tenth passage means is clear to everyone here.

If the city lord's mansion ignored the casualties and was determined to eat the central city, what would happen to the entire dark city at that time.

It is conceivable that as long as the city lord's mansion gets all the things they want, then the entire dark city is destined to be abandoned, because the people here have no use value.

Few people know that everything here is just a broken dimensional space.

There is no light here because the law is incomplete.

At one time, this was still an open dimensional space, and all professionals or ordinary people below the fourth order could come here to look for opportunities.

Until one day more than a hundred years ago, a powerful bandit came here, and they sealed the spatial passage of this dimensional space with great power.

They make everything in it their access to resources, and the people living in the dark city become their slaves.

The Dark City seems to be a city, but it is more of a large staff dormitory.

The four major families sound majestic, but they are just a few larger miner leaders.

The name Pioneer Tide sounds domineering, but in essence, it is just a large-scale mining mission.

Few people know about it, because those who do are either killed or reluctant to say more.

The people who live in the Dark City now are not the original people, or even the descendants of those people.

There are many secrets of the city, too many to imagine.

In fact, all but a few people here are consumables.

............

"Guys!!

The five mysterious people obviously realized the danger, and the leader said heavily, with a somewhat serious tone.

The others continued to be silent, but the atmosphere had changed imperceptibly, and the air flowed with a wave of unease.

"According to reliable sources, the City Lord's Mansion has been sending people outside the city for three months, and there is no sign of returning."

"According to the previous progress, it is estimated that the tenth channel will be officially opened in three months at most."

"So, there is no time for us to wait."

"Ilea's side must complete the promotion ceremony as soon as possible, and she can't continue to come by her nature."

"Besides, the Dark City has been quiet for too long, and we have to find a way to make it lively."

............

Six days later, noon.

The group finally returned to the Dark City

Club and still knew how to buy people's hearts, and as soon as they returned to the city, a group of injured people were picked up for treatment.

Meanwhile.

Lone Wolf Pioneer Corps headquarters. The name of the regiment commander is Barton, nicknamed Wolf.

At this time, he was sitting in the office with a gloomy face, and in front of him stood six or seven people, these were other cadres of the Lone Wolf Pioneer Group.

"Commander, let's go to war, the club has gone too far this time."

One cadre was angry, and their Lone Wolf Pioneer Group had not suffered such a big loss since its establishment.

If you die in the process of pioneering, it will be bad luck, but this time it is obviously artificial, and they want to take revenge back.

"Shut up!"

Barton glared at everyone, although he was also angry about this matter, but the importance was still clear, now is not the time to start a war with the club, even if you are not angry, you have to endure it first.

"Did the man you rescued from the rubble wake up some time ago? Did you ask if there was any news about the cursed space of the manor.

Barton directly said another thing, which is also to remind his people who they are doing things for and where their focus is.

Hearing this, his subordinates were much quieter even if they were not angry, and obviously they also realized what was the right thing, but this hatred must not pass.

One of them came out and said, "I woke up a few days ago, and we also asked, but we refused to speak, and he said that he wanted to see you, the commander." "

See me?" Barton pouted and continued, "What do you mean?"

"The man said that he had information about the manor's cursed space, but he had to talk to you in person."

"Why didn't you say it earlier." Barton glared at the man.

"Who knows if what he said is true, what if he lies to us?"

The man was a little speechless, the false information received these days was not once or twice, nor was it the first time that he was scolded by his own regiment leader, the intelligence was not verified, he dared to say it was strange, and he was not a mallet.

Barton looked at the other party's reaction, and knew that this matter was not to blame on the other party's head, waved his hand, and this matter was revealed.

"Okay, forget it this time, you go over and bring someone over first, I'd like to hear what he can say."

"Okay boss, I'll go and bring people here."

.......

Five minutes later.

In front of Barton was a man lying on a stretcher, this man looked rather miserable, with a pale face, covered in bandages, and a broken leg.

If Roddy was here, he would definitely be able to recognize who the other party was, and this guy turned out to be Mitchell of the War Merchants, the leader of the squad when he first went out of town.

Barton walked over and looked condescendingly at Mitchell lying on a stretcher.

"I'm Barton, the leader of the Lone Wolf Pioneer Regiment, that is, you want to see me? What is your name? Hearing

someone speak, Mitchell opened his eyes with some difficulty, and then his dry lips also moved.

"Water..."

"What?"

"I.... Say, give it to me.... I'll order water.....,"

Barton understood, and turned around and glared at the people who had brought Mitchell over, what was going on.

Since people are rescued and healed well, and they are not even given water, it is better not to save them.

"Bring me a glass of water."

The few people who were scolded secretly cried in their hearts, it was not that they were unwilling, but they had no strength.

It's this guy and not his own person, the daily amount of medicine and food is limited, this guy finished drinking water early in the morning, and they can't help.

Water is so expensive, how is it possible to let them pay for it themselves.

Anyway, now that the big guy has spoken, he can only do things honestly.

A moment later....

"Well, now that the water has been given to you, and you have seen the people, just say what you have."

Hearing Barton's words, Mitchell looked over again, he didn't know Barton, but the status of the other party was not low, at least not lower than those cadres.

"I know a little about the information about the cursed space of the manor, and it is okay for me to say it, but I have conditions."

After drinking the water, Mitchell's tone of voice was much smoother, but it was still very weak, and his voice sounded breathless.

Mitchell originally thought that he would die in the ruins of the fifth ward, but to his surprise, he was rescued. It wasn't until he woke up a few days ago that he roughly understood why these people were saving him.

He had information about the cursed space of the "manor", and when the other party first began to question, he remembered the few people who were with them.

But the people who asked were obviously some small minions, and even if they told the information, they would not get much benefit, so he didn't say it.

Not long after, another lone wolf cadre came, still asking about this matter.

By this time, Mitchell knew the importance of this intelligence even if he was stupid, let alone say it. 、