Nick Bolas's tent sits at the foot of a hill.And on the way up the mountain, there are countless lizardman soldiers.As a high ground directly facing the altar, it is naturally the top priority of the lizardmen's defense, and no one is allowed to go up the mountain.But Nick Bolas is an exception, because he has set up the defense of this mountain.At this time, Nick Bolas, who had been transformed into Rosong Creek, was walking up the hill.One of the lizardmen captains in charge of the garrison on this hill saluted him respectfully, "Lord Nick, what do you command?"
”Luo Songxi ignored him, shook off the broad sleeves of the mage's robe, and walked straight to the top of the mountain.The place where the blood-colored light rose, it was the valley behind this hill, and the lizardmen had cut down all the trees they didn't like, so Luo Songxi was here, and he could finally see all the arrangements of the lizardmen clearly.The elite of the lizardmen had indeed moved back to the middle of the army, and at this time, it was firmly guarding the altar in the middle in the shape of a plum blossom.Their voids were filled with other ordinary lizardfolk soldiers.This kind of defense is already unmatched by the troll elite he brought out.Among the five petals of the plum blossom shape are five medium-sized altars, the blood on the altars is majestic, and it is obvious that it has been fully activated, but it continues to volatilize a gentle and gentle blood qi outside.Luo Songxi speculated that it was an altar that had been sacrificed to an unknown number of lizardmen civilians to control the spirits of other civilians.And in the middle of these five altars is a large open space.The clearing was watered with criss-crossed lines of blood, some as thick as giant pillars, others as thin as runes.The clearing was empty, so a slowly moving chariot stood out.Wherever the chariot passed, the ground continued to leave thick and thin blood lines.This chariot Luo Songxi has seen more than once, and that is Wang Yuan, who was originally surrounded by those lizardmen elites.It turned out that the priest who presided over the "Psychic Ceremony" was the king who unified the tribes of the lizardmen.Luo Songxi continued to walk forward, but was stopped by the captain."
My lord, this is a line you drew yourself.If you cross this line, you will be killed by a secret outpost hidden on the hillside. ”"How dare they kill me?"
Luo Songxi frowned and asked."
This is what you said, my lord, you stipulated two orders to kill at that time, one is the garrison force except for the altar, no matter who crosses this line, even if it is yourself, you will be killed.""
And what about the other one?""
There is another rule, that is, the soldiers guarding below, if anyone leaves their posts and walks around without authorization, they will also be killed."
Luo Songxi sighed, pretending to remember.Captain Wan said, "On the top of this mountain, only you and I have the right to come up and look at the enemy. ”Luo Songxi thought to himself, although he pretended to be Nick Bolas in a bit of a hurry, and he might have already recognized the flaws in the human world, but these lizardmen with scales and tails were simpler after all, and this captain of ten thousand was surprisingly cooperative.However, I guess I can only go here where I can go with plastic shaping.He asked the captain, "Is it true that no one else is allowed to come up to this mountain except you and me?"
”"Of course."
Luo Songxi's gaze glanced at the saber at the waist of the captain."
General, this knife is good."
He said."
My lord, you still know how to use knives?
This knife is my family's heirloom sword, which has lasted for more than ten generations, and has killed I don't know how many enemies, and the blade is not broken at all, and it is still sharpened like clay!
”A smile appeared on the corner of Luo Songxi's mouth."
Show me the knife."
Captain Wan respectfully pointed the tip of his sword inwards and handed the treasure knife to Luo Songxi.Luo Songxi held the handle of the knife, suddenly turned his head to the side, and exclaimed: "There is an enemy!"
”The captain followed the prestige.At this moment, the iron knife pierced his throat.There was a "ho-ho" sound in the throat of the captain, and after all, he looked at a baby face that suddenly appeared in disbelief and fell.Luo Songxi pulled out the treasure knife, and it felt really good to use.He casually covered the corpse of the captain, then sat down on the ground, put the knife beside him, took out a scroll of atlas from the space box, took a charcoal pen, and carefully sketched on it.On the hillside facing the altar, there were many secret sentinels in ambush manned by the elite of the lizardmen, something he already knew without the captain telling him.To approach the altar, you must first pass through these sentry gates.Thanks to Nick Bolas, who was very meticulous in his work, he left him this detailed atlas of the security of the dark sentry.Nick's armament is very set, and on such a large hillside, there are almost no monitoring blind spots under the dark sentinels.However, in Luo Songxi's view, this kind of deployment is an overly idealistic and dogmatic deployment.Because of the large area to be covered, there is very little overlap in the area monitored by each dark outpost.As long as Luo Songxi pulls out the first dark post, he will vacate a monitoring blind spot, and through this blind spot, he will be able to touch the next dark post.So as long as he had this scroll, he would be able to find one, touch the secret posts one by one, and finally touch the route to the perimeter of the altar at the foot of the mountain.As for how to approach the first outpost......
A route had already been outlined on the atlas, and then Luo Songxi's body shook and disappeared in place.………… Luo Songxi put the knife in his mouth, carefully calculating the direction of each step under his feet, and the shelter that the shrubs and rocks around him could provide.He was slow, sometimes taking a long time to take the next step, but every step was precise.Finally, leaning against a pile of grass, he saw a pit not far ahead, which was also covered by a haystack.The lizardman didn't do a good job of concealment, and Luo Songxi could see the sparkling light reflected by the scales on the back of the other party's neck in the setting sun.And the blood-colored mist that can't be concealed no matter what.He gathered his strength, leaped to his feet, and threw himself into the pit without any flattery.The position where he took off was his carefully calculated blind spot, and the hillside was still full of dark whistles, but no one could see his jump.But when he jumped, the lizardman sentry could definitely hear the movement behind him.Ironically, he was sure that the lizardman would not look back.On the way to the kill, he had already figured out the pattern, it should be Nick Bolas who told them when arranging these secret sentinels that their eyes should not leave the established area no matter what."
In this way, we can ensure that all areas are monitored at all times, there are no blind spots, and not a single vole can drill this hillside."
That's what Nick Bolas said.As a result, the lizardman, after clearly hearing movement behind him, still stared at his monitoring area stubbornly, and did not look back.Then, the sharp blade sliced through the scales on the back of his neck reflecting the sparkling sunset, and the monitoring area he had been staring at became a new monitoring blind spot.This blind area leads directly to the six altars at the foot of the mountain.Along the way, Luo Songxi hunted a total of twenty-seven elite lizardmen, pulled out the same number of secret sentinels, and quietly touched the foot of the mountain from the top of the mountain without anyone noticing.He leaned out of the pit where the sentry was hiding.He could already smell the thick smell of blood in the air.Legend has it that his teacher, John Sr., was the most powerful assassin in this plane, assassinating His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire.Regardless of whether Charlemagne was killed by Old John or not, his students today are also here to hunt and kill a king.