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Snowfield.

7 PM.

A series of angry roars echoed between heaven and earth.

“Boom! Boom!”

This was not the roar of a monster.

It was the howling of the angry wind.

The blizzard had finally descended upon this land.

Despite being inside the battle fortress, one could still feel the terrifying power of nature.

When the storm swept over the battle fortress, one could feel the ice walls trembling and the snow shaking slightly.

Inside the lower-level wooden house, the firelight was also trembling almost imperceptibly, as if it was also feeling fear.

A buzz-cut-headed warrior listened to the wind and clicked his tongue, saying, "This blizzard is too big. If it were the old camp, it might have been blown down by the strong wind."

Another fat-faced warrior held a different opinion: "As long as the wooden stakes are driven deeper, it shouldn't collapse, but it will definitely be buried by snow, which is a big trouble."

The latter paused and then spoke of a hidden advantage of the battle fortress: "I took a stroll just now, and Team Zheng's design of the battle fortress is very reasonable.

"There are several internal ventilation ducts between the upper and lower levels of the battle fortress, so even if the lower level of the battle fortress is buried by snow, the upper ventilation openings can still exchange air."

The buzz-cut-headed man was a little impressed: "Old Liu, you observed very carefully."

The warrior called "Old Liu" grinned: "I'm more interested in this aspect."

“Bang! Bang!”

Accompanied by a burst of footsteps, the "nominal" Team Zheng, Cao Hongshan, walked in.

He looked around and shouted, "There's too much snow on the east side of the upper level, and the passageway is almost blocked. Someone come and help me clear it."

Old Liu took the initiative to stand up: "I'll do it."

The two left the wooden house one after the other and quickly ascended to the upper level of the battle fortress.

“Woo~ woo~”

The snowflakes mixed in the gale were so large that the largest ones were the size of a palm, which showed how terrible this blizzard was.

Two warriors braved the suffocating gale and began to clear the snow.

The method was very simple - the Capturing Dragon Stance.

As long as they used their strength to grab a handful, they could throw a large clump of snow out of the battle fortress.

This was much faster than a shovel.

After clearing only half of the passage, Old Liu suddenly said, "Ouch."

Cao Hongshan stopped and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Old Liu reached out and rubbed his waist: "The injury I suffered from hunting down a monster three months ago seems to be aching a bit because it's cold now."

Cao Hongshan nodded: "It seems that the injury hasn't completely healed."

He thought for a while and then said, "I'm better at Qi regulation. Let me massage you."

Old Liu shook his head: "Team Zheng, let's work first."

Cao Hongshan grabbed his subordinate's shoulder: "It'll only take a few moments. Massaging you will make you work faster."

He raised his right hand, pressed it against the other party's lower back, and poured a burst of Qi into it.

Just then.

Old Liu suddenly revealed a fierce look, and a black short blade slid out of his sleeve.

His left hand moved, and the short blade turned into an afterimage, swiftly stabbing towards Cao Hongshan.

“Puff!”

The latter was caught off guard and was stabbed in the waist, the short blade completely submerged in it.

The next moment.

A muffled sound immediately rang out within Cao Hongshan's strong body.

“Bang!”

This was actually the Inner Explosion method.

Every warrior knew that once they successfully used Inner Explosion, they could instantly severely injure their target.

Cao Hongshan's whole body shook violently, and blood poured out of his mouth and nose in an instant. He said with disbelief, "Old Liu, why…"

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to finish his words.

Old Liu's arm swept across, and the short blade rapidly swept across Cao Hongshan's neck.

A head flew up.

Old Liu jumped off the battle fortress without hesitation, his figure disappearing into the wind and snow.

A fragmented sentence floated over with the wind: "I am a Satter… holy revenge… the will of my god…"

A few seconds later.

A bizarre thing happened.

Cao Hongshan's body suddenly turned into a bubble and disappeared.

In an instant.

The figure of this Team Zheng reappeared in the passageway.

It turned out that it was just an illusion just now.

Or rather, Old Liu had been deceived.

Cao Hongshan looked in the direction where Old Liu disappeared, then lowered his head to look at a black stone puppet in his left hand, his expression quite complicated.

There was regret in it;

There was also emotion;

There was also a sense of relief.

“Crack!”

The stone puppet shattered.

Cao Hongshan shook his head: "Old Liu, when you and I meet again, we will be enemies until death."

As soon as he finished speaking.

A ray of crimson light flashed in the distant boundless darkness, accompanied by strange fluctuations.

“Creak!”

The sound of stepping on snow came.

Cheng Han walked over and stood beside Team Zheng Cao.

Cao Hongshan "hey"ed and said: "Old Liu used the 'Seeking Aid Xuan Emblem', and the Black Mountain Camp's magic circle can receive the signal. The Destroying Envoy is indeed playing the trick of 'besiege the point and strike the reinforcements'.

"They want to kill us first, and then launch an ambush against the reinforcements when they arrive. They are really a group of insidious guys."

Cheng Han stood still and interjected: "Old Liu will also play the role of a lucky survivor, leading the reinforcements into the ambush."

Cao Hongshan's tone was full of admiration: "I really don't know how your brain is made. All the actions of this group of alien god believers have been calculated by you."

Cheng Han smiled slightly and didn't answer.

He murmured contentedly in his heart: "I have always felt that betrayal and revenge are indispensable elements of a drama.

"The revenge of the cult, the revenge of the little people, the revenge of the warriors, the main theme of the revenge prologue must be one revenge after another.

"Blood and fire bloom in the angry wind, and humanity and death reflect each other. A truly good script should look like this."

*

Black Mountain Camp.

Third floor underground of Black Fortress.

Inside a heavily guarded stone room.

A rather complex magic circle was arranged in the center of the stone room.

And at its center, a crystal clear blue crystal ball was suspended.

The Colonel of the Second Battle Regiment, Mu Qiushan, was staring at the crystal ball without blinking, his expression a little uneasy.

“Buzz~”

A few seconds later.

The crystal ball suddenly vibrated, and wonderful blue halos kept flashing inside.

Mu Qiushan's face lit up with joy, and he asked urgently, "Which number is this Seeking Aid Xuan Emblem?"

A white-robed formation master stepped forward, reached out and touched the crystal ball, and reported the answer: "'Yi One Six Eight' Xuan Emblem."

“Pa!”

Deputy Colonel Tie Feng clapped his palm heavily: "It's Cao Hongshan's team."

Mu Qiushan grinned: "That kid Cheng Han's plan actually succeeded!"

The Colonel sighed again: "Yesterday, Cheng Han found me privately and talked about his plan to avenge the Destroying Envoy. I was actually completely unsure."

If it were someone else who proposed a somewhat whimsical plan, Mu Qiushan would definitely reject it outright.

But the proposer was the famous genius boy, and the Colonel considered it for a long time and actually agreed to try it.

Mu Qiushan felt a little regretful: "The Black Armor Army has been observing this piece of chess, 'Liu Mingshan', for so long, and actually still had a bit of luck. I didn't expect this guy to really be an alien god believer."

Tie Feng didn't care at all: "This time, Cheng Han used Liu Mingshan to turn the tables on the Destroying Envoy. This piece of chess has played a big role!"

Mu Qiushan became worried again: "The Destroying Envoy will definitely dispatch an Executor this time. That's a Profound Master-level expert. I hope Cheng Han and the others will be okay."

If it were other subordinates, the Colonel might not care much, after all, how could there be no risks in fighting against alien god believers?

But the genius boy was really different. If something happened, the Second Battle Regiment would suffer a great loss.

Tie Feng didn't worry at all: "That kid is more cunning than a fox, and his sensitivity is ridiculously strong. Even if Cao Hongshan and his group are all dead, he won't lose a single hair."

Mu Qiushan glared at him fiercely: "What the hell are you talking about? Aren't Cao Hongshan and the others human beings? Can they just die casually?"

Tie Feng smiled awkwardly: "I didn't mean that. I didn't think before I spoke just now."

*

Snowfield.

Ice and Snow Fortress.

Inside the lower wooden house.

Five people sat around the fire, all with solemn expressions.

In fact.

Except for Cao Hongshan, the other four also knew that this was a dangerous mission, but they didn't know the specific details.

However, for the sake of the rewards promised by the Battle Regiment, they all actively participated in the secret mission.

The only person who was kept in the dark was Old Liu.

At this time.

Cheng Han suddenly felt something, and a phantom flashed before his eyes.

The Omniscient Eye was passively activated.

The results showed that the first wave of attacks would come in one minute.

Since the skill was upgraded to level 6, he had already discovered that as long as the danger coming towards him was not particularly high-level, the Omniscient Eye would definitely warn him in time.

To some extent, this skill could be called the Warning Eye.

Cheng Han said decisively: "I sensed a strong danger!"

Anyway, with the label of "super sensitive", he could show his abilities in this regard without any scruples.

A group of people were all startled.

Cao Hongshan's voice trembled a little: "Could it be a Profound Master?"

Cheng Han didn't answer, just waved his hand: "Let's retreat quickly!"

Faced with a Profound Master's strike, this seemingly solid fortress was about as strong as paper.

The group immediately set off and entered a secretly dug underground passage one after another.

This was also part of the script.

Building a large-scale fortress was to guide the enemy on the one hand, and to conceal the existence of the tunnel on the other.

Previously, he used enlightenment as an excuse to stay in a room on the surface, but in fact, he was quietly directing the snowmen to dig tunnels.

And under the cover of the blizzard, Old Liu didn't notice the slight vibrations on the ground at all.

In short.

All available factors were taken into account.

Cheng Han was the last to enter the secret passage. He looked back and snapped his fingers.

“Pa!”

A snowman wearing wooden armor ascended to the second floor of the fortress.

According to the rules of the Black Armor Army, someone must be on sentry duty at the campsite.

Sending a snowman over was to paralyze the enemy.

One minute later.

The group traveled more than eight hundred meters underground.

At this time.

Everyone simultaneously sensed a majestic wave coming from the direction of the fortress.

Cao Hongshan's expression changed drastically: "It's really a Profound Master!"

Cheng Han smiled.

Dark avengers, are you ready to welcome the iron fist of justice?

He quietly performed a deduction and began to watch the "live broadcast".

Phantoms slowly emerged:

Three hundred meters away from the fortress, a huge amount of snow within a hundred meters radius surged like a tide and soon turned into a giant ice and snow beast.

Its height reached an astonishing sixty meters.

The giant beast took earth-shattering steps and rushed towards the fortress aggressively, then raised a pair of forelimbs and heavily stepped on the fortress.

“Boom!”

With a loud bang.

The fortress was instantly razed to the ground.

At the same time.

The secret passage vibrated violently.

A group of people looked at each other, all with frightened expressions.

After that.

Three more waves swept past.

The corners of Cheng Han's mouth revealed a smile: "Xuan Court has taken action!"

He smiled happily in his heart: "The guarding Profound Master of Qinglin City was indeed lured over. The actions over there will be more convenient."

Now, every Netherworld clone he created was attached with a trace of soul.

He was unwilling to lose this trace of soul unless absolutely necessary.