Sam Montgomery became a corpse procurer.

In the early hours of this morning, the head of the intelligence department of Bigbower looked at this piece of information again and again, which made his subordinates a little puzzled.

Spy personnel will classify intelligence according to multiple conditions such as the difficulty of starting with the intelligence and the influence of the intelligence. "Sam Montgomery became a corpse procurer" is not a piece of information that is very difficult to obtain, because Sam himself has not yet taken office and has spread it everywhere, even the adventurers of all Syracuse City know about it; As for the impact area, not to mention, although the corpse procurement is a small official position, anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Twilight Empire does not appoint Sam, and an appointment must be a false position, so the impact is really small. Faced with a piece of information like this, why would the minister read it repeatedly?

The minister put down the note and said, "We will use this information as a benchmark to start deploying operations." ”

The subordinates were taken aback. Every secret operation of the Intelligence Department is centered on a certain piece of confirmed important information, and the personnel are spread out layer by layer. The authenticity of this piece of information is not questioned, but everyone understands that it does not matter. Could it be that the minister's mind is more active, and he has discovered that this information is worth using?

"Need me to extract Sam Montgomery's files?" Someone asked. Although Sam is a small person, he is barely the backbone of the enemy (there are really too few backbones in the Dusk Empire), and the Bigbower Intelligence Department has long established his relevant files to record his character.

"No, I've got one here." The minister pointed to his head. He snorted a few times, and he didn't know if he was panting or laughing: "The enemy burned the shipyard, then we have to pay tribute to it." ”

Hearing this, everyone was a little excited. Bigbower is the strongest country on the mainland, and the Bigbower Intelligence Department must also overtake the Salamonro Central Intelligence Agency and become the strongest intelligence department on the mainland. No, rather, it should be the victory over the omniscient Oskol, for there is evidence that Oscol seems to be loyal to the Dusk Empire and no longer plays for Saramonroe.

Let's go to war and see who is more qualified to dominate the darkness.

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The war of darkness continues.

It's not a battle on the surface, it's not the showdown that June Sunshine is waging against Bald Eagles. There are heroes and cowards on those battlefields, a sense of honor and mission, tears and fear, and more trust in comrades-in-arms and a desire for victory. It was a battle that can be recorded in the history books in a dignified manner, and regardless of victory or defeat, soldiers on both sides could proudly and a little sentimentally say to others: "I participated in that war!" I survived! It is a feat that makes the sweetheart worship and pour, a rare conversation point for children and grandchildren, and a memory worth putting into the depths of the heart.

However, the present dark war is the polar opposite. The battlefield is any corner of the city, and the warriors, so to speak, exalt them too much, fight each other in a low-key manner. There is nothing to sing about, there are no heroic deeds, there are just all kinds of intrigues. poisoning, eavesdropping, searching, undercover, rebellion, torture, coercion and coercion, destruction of corpses...... All kinds of tricks that are despised by the world are endless. The spies don't trust or crave any bullshit, they just numbly carry out orders that they may not understand, and indifferently welcome death—the death of others, or their own death. The most important thing is that no matter what the results of the war, the state will not sing the praises of them.

"So, how did the contemptible people choose this profession in the first place?" In the midst of the ravens in the room, Oskol sighed. He glanced at the flock of birds, and complained even more: "Moreover, the contemptible people still choose to serve this country and this majesty? ”

The birds stared at him intently. None of them knew that the man had said a few days ago, "Should the despicable find a way out?"

However, Oskol did not look for a way back, and I wonder if he forgot or was too lazy to look for it. During the day, he went out by possessing humans, and at night he wandered back to his hut as a ghost, releasing countless black strange birds carrying letters like a god spreading calamity.

After getting the information out, he continued to lament, "Is there an age limit for necromantic creatures to retire? It doesn't seem to be. If you have the opportunity, you must discuss it with Your Majesty, you can't work endlessly, then the life of a contemptible person will be much less fun. No, you still have to work diligently before the overthrow of the solid Astantt and the mighty Bigbower. ”

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Bigbowo, the capital.

After being baptized by the Holy Light, Jonny became St. Jonny. The miracle of that day lasted for a long time, and countless people witnessed and spread the story, making Jonny's image suddenly divine and great.

In addition to his image, Jonny's words and deeds also changed. In the past, he was always drowsy and dull, as if he had no motive to live, and only showed his excited and extroverted side when he met a strong person, and when he met someone who disobeyed his will, he directly threw a punch; Now he is always gentle and polite, whether he is facing strong people or ordinary people, he has infinite love on his face, and he will not hit people at every turn, and his social skills have been greatly improved. He was like a true saint, impeccable.

"Are our guys ready?" At this time, with a smile, he asked the deputy head of the regiment softly.

"Ready!" The deputy head of the regiment replied.

Under the cohesion of the saints, the Knights of the Iron Hoof were once again monolithic, and even the bishops, who had always had a lot of opinions about Jonny, obeyed Jonny unconditionally. What they had to do next was something big: enter the Sea of Bones with a fleet of 2,000 men, attack the "City of Waiting", and wipe out the Dusk Empire from the continent. The reason why it is from the "Broken Ring" instead of from Snow City is that there is an easy-to-defend and difficult Eisinger in the route of landing from Snow City, and even a double number of men will not be able to cross it to transport ships. Even if you choose a route that is relatively easy to pass, it is not easy to hide from the enemy by land transportation of food, grass and ships, and it is even more difficult to recruit sailors (who wants to lose their life in Paradise of the Necrons). All these troubles, Jonny handed over to the Bigbower Intelligence Department to deal with.

Listening to the deputy's answer, Jonny nodded in satisfaction. He suddenly said, "Actually, I like heresies." ”

"Huh?" The deputy head of the regiment was stunned. The saints love heresy, and the joke is not funny.

Jonny said, "Because even if I do the cruel thing to heresy, the Lord will laugh." ”

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Time flies, and days pass in the blink of an eye. With the exception of the northwest corner, the mainland is generally calm. The sea before a storm is always calm.

The Empire of Twilight, the "City of Waiting".

The body is still missing, the "Wax Museum of Terror" has not responded positively to Brian's request, and the attitude of the witch and the werewolf is ambiguous. The only thing worth caring about these days is the matter of His Highness Anigil.

After [Flying Streamer], Anigir grew up quickly, but overgrown, not a five-year-old child, but eight or nine years old. Director Jon consulted Brian, who looked through the ancient books and confirmed that this was a sign of magic getting out of control. Anigil's individual time passes much faster than the world time, and it only takes one day to be a year older, in other words...... Maybe in more than eighty days, this child will come to the end of his life, and no one can save him.

Although I understood why I was moaning in a panic and left in the first place, it was too late.

Brian spends a lot of time in the library, looking for a solution. He didn't look for the perpetrator - he moaned without illness, because if the other party had a solution, he would never leave hastily after casting the spell, and he has not shown his face to this day. Brian searched for a long time, and only knew that this kind of magic out of control needed to be corrected with some magic that could reverse time, in order to change Anigil's individual time passage speed back to normal values, but the magic of reversing time was very rare, and he could not master even one of them with the ability to moan without illness, so it can be seen that "making Anigil normal" is like a luxury.

Just as Brian covered the book again and sighed heavily, a silent raven landed in front of him, obediently pecking at his fingertips to convey a message.

"It's finally here?" Brian waved his hand, dismissed the birds, and left the library.

On the other side of the sea, more than 20 large ships with the banner of the Knights of the Iron Hoof and the white sails embroidered with the mark of the golden cross sailed into the sea one after another and began the crusade to the east. The people in the flotilla were mostly believers, who knelt on the deck, holding the cross in both hands, and recited hymns reverently. And one by one, the sailors set sail and looked at the wind with ugly faces, although they did not want to die, but if they did not agree to this mission, they would definitely not live now. Each ship was guarded by one or two Knights of Judgment.

The bottom of each ship is coated with a layer of liquid, called "Radiance Freshener", which is a special prop made by the inventor's treasure bag with "divine blood", which can exude a breath containing light power and hide the dead air, although it cannot cause damage to the necromantic creatures, but it has the greatest advantage that it can make the necromantic creatures retreat far away. As soon as they smell the "Radiance Freshener", mid- and low-level necromantic creatures will rush away, while high-level necromantic creatures will also feel extremely uncomfortable and will not approach easily. It is said that there are endless necromantic sea monsters in the Sea of Bones, and any foreign ship will be wiped out, and the "Radiant Freshener" can ensure the safety of the fleet.

Although the Knights of the Iron Hoof, fanatical by Jonny's fanaticism, don't mind fighting the necromantic creatures, most of the Crusaders are ordinary people who are indiscriminate, and if they start a battle, they will surely suffer heavy casualties. The righteous dance music couldn't bear to see this situation, so she personally found the treasure bag and consumed a precious favor.

On the largest of the ships, a heavily armed St. Jonny stood at the bow with a smile, still carrying his hammer staff. And another important figure, the Dance of Justice, closes his eyes and thinks carefully about any eventuality.

In June, Sunshine led the army to Qinli Villa, but was entangled by the bald eagle and could not get out, and the biggest help, the ghost fleet, was also mired in the quagmire of war and could not return to help. The most important thing is that the competitive tournament begins, and the black and white binary can't get in the way like the last time.

Jonny and Dance of Justice generate an idea at the same time: the Twilight Empire, this time it will definitely perish.

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(Before December 16th, I don't plan to force full attendance, I can't guarantee stable updates, and I won't make up for updates)