My players are so fierce

Chapter 1303 1301. A different journey at dusk

"Take out everything on the boat! Move quickly and move these empty boxes over there and put them together with the stacked boxes, out of the way!"

On the desolate coast at the northernmost tip of Greene Island, where the temperature is colder than inland due to its proximity to the North Sea, Sir Ferdinand wore a cloak to keep out the cold and stood on the deck with a cane, commanding a group of silent people in front of him. The restrained men in black asked the goods on the deck to leave.

This is not the crew of his ship, but they are indeed very obedient to orders, and even have a "walking dead" feeling.

Under the command of the old knight, the boxes stacked on the deck were quickly cleared and stacked in places where they would not be in the way. Although perhaps under the command of the old knight, they unintentionally placed them in a way that would only be understood by foreigners. Strange symbol, but the old jazz said it was definitely an accident!

After all, how could he, an explorer from another world, understand the "distress signal" in another world?

There are still many things to do right now, so there is no need to waste time on these small things.

He stood on the deck and looked out. There were already many similar men in black gathering on the coast not far away. They were like a standard expedition team getting ready to set off. They were sorting out various supplies and bringing them with them. arms.

Many of the spellcasters have prepared various supplies, but this ghost place is so desolate that there is no target to explore at all.

Unless, they plan to advance towards the southern mountains.

The old Sir raised his head expressionlessly and looked at the towering peaks further south on the coast.

It is part of the mountains in the northern part of Greene Island, and it is also the most inaccessible place on the island. Apart from a group of mountain people who have lived here since the beginning of the Era, there are basically few outsiders in this vast mountain range. .

As the most famous explorer among Zealanders, the old Sir also traveled in these mountains more than ten years ago, trying to find the "ancient sinkhole" mentioned by the local mountain people and explore the secrets inside the sinkhole. .

Unfortunately, that exploration ultimately came to nothing.

"It will take us a lot of time to get close to the legendary Great Sinkhole. That place is protected by the nearby mountain people tribe, and those who are not recognized cannot pass through their obstruction."

The old knight whispered:

"Coming here at this juncture, I think you are really at the end of your rope. Do you really think Murphy will give you so much time before entering a certain place of creation?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, but in fact he was "asking and answering questions".

Facing his sarcasm and ridicule, the other consciousness gathered in his body replied in a rather relaxed tone:

"I don't need Sir Murphy's permission to get close to the legendary place. I always have my own way. I don't occupy the mechanical area under the big sinkhole. I just need a place to respond.

I can accomplish what I want to do anywhere, but Mr. Murphy has been a bit aggressive lately.

I have to find something to do for this heroic God of Creation, and at the same time push my years of pursuit one step further. Ferdinand, there is no need to have such a bad attitude. I said, this is the last cooperation between you and me.

Once you do this you will be free.

What a wonderful future, isn't it worth smiling at this time? "

"hehe"

The old knight put on a sly expression, and then saw several Twilight members walking out of the cabin carrying a rather special mechanical box.

He stared at the box with a curious look, guessing what was stored in it.

The old knight knew that the ship had taken the dangerous route of the frozen sea to reach Greene Island.

This is a ship coming from the New World. All the cargo on the ship is a disguise to hide this mechanical box. Therefore, no matter what the chief monk wants to do in these mountains, the contents of this mechanical box are top priority.

"It's time to set off. Suppress your curiosity first and take these guys to escort it to the big sinkhole."

The chief monk ordered to Ferdinand:

"Go there as quickly as possible, I will wait for you there."

"Um?"

The old knight raised his eyebrows in surprise and said:

"Are you coming here in person? Or are you sending another 'puppet' like me?"

"Is there any difference? You know my embarrassing situation at this time. You are me, and I am you. What's more, this is a major event related to the future. Wouldn't I be too arrogant if I didn't show up on such an occasion?"

The chief monk sighed and said:

"What's more, if you want to do something under the eyes of the Ring Tower, it is impossible to avoid the eyes of the undead. I underestimated him at the beginning, which directly led to our arrangement in the Plantagenet Kingdom being almost wiped out. It had already been The psychic power that was a sharp blade in his hand was also wasted overnight.

However, who would have thought that the once unknown provost actually had a horrifying second identity under his ordinary disguise?

What's even crazier is that a creature born from evil and darkness, bleeding from conspiracy and greed, and with an evil nature actually sides with order in a war that will determine the future.

He is a very difficult enemy, and I suspect he will appear and stand in our way towards realizing the Twilight Hour. "

"It's 'you'!"

The old Sir said as he walked down the gangway:

"Don't confuse me with you, I've never been a member of Twilight!"

"Yes, you have never been one of us, but your contribution to our cause is greater than that of several leaders."

The head monk smiled and said:

"It was you and Old Sherlock who opened up the New World, it was you who brought the chaotic fire of the Old World there, and it was you who first set foot in the jungle of the heart of the world, and found the direction for the treasure I had been looking for for hundreds of years.

Remember the 'white devil' mentioned by the Aztecs?

Ferdinand, no matter how frantically you wash your hands, you have a share of the blood on the hands of those guys who went there along the route you opened up and committed all kinds of horrific crimes.

Do you know?

In this place that is not In the era worth reminiscing, I have invested in some outstanding guys in every era, but none of those guys who have left their names in history can bring me as many surprises as you.

Born explorers can always bring various shocks to the world frequently.

If I had known that you were so capable of doing so much, I should have invested in the Explorers Association hundreds of years earlier, and perhaps I could have ended this shameful era before Murphy, this strange guy, appeared.

As you said, you are not one of us, but I would rather use ten "sources" who disobey orders and only know how to mess around to exchange for a powerful guy like you. "

In the face of his sarcastic praise, the old knight said nothing.

He quickly went ashore, carrying the mechanical box along the hidden path with the silent black cultists and moving towards the mountains. At the last moment of leaving the coast, the old knight looked back at the lonely cargo ship floating on the sea.

It has been untied and the anchor has been raised. It will soon float to the open sea with the current. Maybe it will be noticed by something from high in the sky. If you are lucky, it can be captured by the psionicists of White Cliff.

I hope it will be noticed as soon as possible, and I hope they can understand the signal I left on the ship.

I want to kill the thief but I can't do anything. Even if I find a Dusk leader and fight him, I can't stop the bad things that Dusk is doing. But if I can send a message to the magical leader of the Order camp before things get worse, then there may be hope for a turnaround.

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The "expedition team" led by the old knight is advancing very fast in the mountains. He did not try to take these guys to take a detour deliberately.

This trick can't fool the monk.

That guy is the well-deserved number one in the "villain ranking list" of this world.

He himself said that he would come here "personally" to complete the task that is already being carried out, but when the old knight and the Dusk believers spent several hours to arrive near the big sinkhole in the mountains, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him.

In his memory, there should be a mountain tribe here, guarding the road to the cenote in the mountains. But right in front of him, the territory of that tribe was extremely silent, without any of the vigilance that mountain hunters should have in the mountains.

This made the old knight feel bad.

He walked quickly forward and crossed the suspension bridge woven with vines. When he approached the camp of the mountain tribe, he saw corpses all over the ground. The mountain warrior closest to him fell face to face beside the tree roots. His expression was not painful, but with a weird smile, as if he was dying in happiness and satisfaction.

This made Ferdinand realize that there must be helpers of Dusk nearby.

He led some Dusk believers to the camp and soon found traces of people coming and going in a cave.

Just beside a lit bonfire, a large group of guys wearing Plantagenet Kingdom soldiers' uniforms were resting there, and some wolf poison vampires hidden in the shadows were exchanging wine glasses to taste blood.

These guys were talking and laughing in the camp full of corpses, which made people shudder.

Next to the soldiers, the old knight saw a familiar figure.

Countess Margaret, wearing hunting clothes, stood expressionlessly beside the cave. After seeing the old knight coming, a trace of helplessness and anger floated on her beautiful face, but then she stepped forward and bowed to the old knight.

Ferdinand knew that this courtesy was not for him.

Then, a cold force surged in his consciousness, as if freezing his mind and making him lose his perception of the outside world.

The head monk's consciousness rose up and took over the old knight's body. He looked around with blinking eyes and said to the countess in front of him:

"Is everything arranged?"

"As you wish, the road to the big tiankeng has been cleared. The royal explorers and guards arranged by my husband there have been transferred in advance by a "wrong order". At least tonight, no one will disturb any of your actions here."

Countess Margaret said calmly:

"I have done what you ordered. Can I leave? I have to take my daughter to the zoo tomorrow morning. Please understand, but the evening's' business' is on my side. The eyes are totally different from those accompanying my daughter. "

"It seems that you have made up your mind to part ways with us, my 'disciple'."

The head monk asked in a rather helpless tone:

"So, did you give up the great cause because of the illusory love, or did you become weak because of the birth of flesh and blood? You have seen the original sin with me, in the ruins a thousand years ago, you and I knew the truth of the past, and shared the secrets of a thousand years ago with me.

Your vision should have surpassed that of ordinary people, and you should devote your life to a more noble cause.

I trust you so much!

I gave you control over all our arrangements in the Plantagenet Kingdom, but how did you repay this trust?

When the Ring Tower repeatedly ran into problems, you stayed out of it, allowing the psychic power we worked hard to cultivate to be destroyed by the joint strangulation of King Louis and Paying. The annexation and control of the Wolfsbane Clan should also be controlled by you, but you let Cecilia indulge in the hatred of Blood Eagle and Salokdar and caused the disaster of Cadman City.

You know, my disciple, that was not in the plan.

We should have used your power among the Sealand nobles, the transcendent status of the Ring Tower, and the shadow area controlled by the Wolfsbane Clan to complete the erosion and control of the Plantagenet Kingdom!

But what about you?

You were immersed in the pitiful warmth given to you by King Louis, and threw everything behind your mind! Like a stupid village woman, you longed for a "happy" life! I once regarded you as my successor, but you really disappointed me! "

"Really? I'm really sorry to disappoint you, sir. "

Faced with the grief of the head monk, Countess Margaret showed a presumptuous sneer.

She stopped pretending and directly scolded:

"So who is saying these clichés to me now? Is it Master Meredin, whom I truly respect and regard as my father? Or is it a lonely ghost who has been unwilling to die from a thousand years ago to the present, and is still pretending to be hypocritical and kind?

Of course you can pretend your so-called great cause, but the fact is that you are just an old bastard who has resurrected!

Don't talk to me in such a disgusting tone, and don't call me "disciple"!

Steiner.

At the beginning, my mentor and I were really crazy to open that damn room in the ruins of the gray desert. That was your fate. Die miserably in a prison where time and space are constant, and no one knows your whereabouts. With the ambitions of you and your master in the subspace, decay into ashes!

Just like what happened to Sir Ferdinand, how many "puppets" do you have hidden in this world?

You coward.

The rage in my heart is roaring, because you, a bastard, tried to kill my husband in front of me when he was in the Songhai Empire! I am sure that my daughter's kidnapping case also had your instructions. You want to put the dog chain back on my neck, you conscienceless dog! "

The countess took a step back and restrained her anger a little. She sighed and said:

"During the time when I was deceived by you, I thought the mentor did convert to a new path, but as you said, as the most outstanding disciple and successor of Master Meredin, I am a little smarter than you think.

I saw through your poor disguise.

Of course, you can pretend that you have a great advantage, but the fact is that in the attacks of the Order Camp led by Murphy, your Dusk has suffered heavy losses and has reached the point where it dares not even act publicly.

You can certainly brag to anyone you meet that you will definitely win in the end, but everyone with a discerning eye knows who has the upper hand now!

You and your master will eventually become the losers of the past in the fire of order, so why can't I jump ship in advance?

I told you a long time ago that your career has nothing to do with me!

After my daughter was born, my only responsibility as a mother was to ensure that she could live in a good enough world, rather than following a group of idiots to make this already dangerous world more chaotic. "

"But you are one of us, child."

The elder monk said softly:

"The mark of dusk has been laid, you don't really think that Lord Murphy will be generous and spare your life, do you? Especially after what you did in the past was exposed. You want to be a perfect mother, but can you really wash the blood off your hands before embracing your husband and your children? "

"Hehe, don't bother with that, sir, the blood on my hands is far less than yours. "

The Countess held the hilt of the Rose Swift Sword at her waist, and she said:

"Besides, you know that the Scepter of God has been floating above our heads, right? If I can't get out of this area by my own will today, guess how long it will take for Sir Murphy to know your exact location?

Look!

I said, I'm smarter than you think!

This is the last time I will participate in your action. Don't contact me again, Sir. After all, I am a woman with a husband and children. I am afraid that my family will misunderstand me. So, goodbye, dusk! The nun died decades ago, don't disturb her grave again. "

After that, Countess Margaret made a cumbersome noble farewell ceremony, turned around and left the camp full of corpses.

This scene made the monk shrug.

He did not stop them, but clapped his hands at the people who were resting in the cave, and called out in a gentle tone:

"Let's go, everyone, night is approaching, and we don't have much time left. "

On the other hand, Countess Margaret's heart was still beating fast as she moved quickly through the forest.

Obviously, she was not as confident as she appeared.

It was very risky to just use the oppression of Murphy's Order Camp to exert extreme pressure, but it seemed that her gamble had paid off. The Countess was thinking about whether she should find time to have a talk with Governor Murphy.

Although she knew that the other party would not spare her, it was better to be honest and accept severe punishment than to wait for the truth to be revealed. As she said, she was a family after all.

But just when the countess was about to leave the jungle, at the end of the road out of the forest, a figure wearing a psychic cloak was standing there, with his back to her and not saying a word.

However, the appearance of this figure alone was enough to make the countess feel like being struck by lightning.

"Teacher. You?"

She stopped where she was.

The next moment, the figure in the memory turned around, and a pair of tired eyes under the hood looked at the girl he regarded as his daughter and successor.

He said:

"It's been a long time since we last met, Aurora, poor child, it's already a life-and-death situation, and you still naively think that you can declare a peaceful withdrawal in such a stupid way that people can't bear to watch.

Alas, I really should review the way I taught you in the past."