The turning point happened a month ago, when Persephone came to Leeds and stayed here for a long time.
Since then, all forces attacking Leeds have experienced a nightmare month, with each attack always ending in both death and equipment supplies.
Their secret stronghold was repeatedly discovered by her, and even the pots were taken away.
A large amount of supplies became the cost of her staying in a hotel in Leeds and drinking.
And Persephone's beauty and laughter also illuminated the town and ignited all the hope and courage of the people in the town.
In this chaotic land, Persephone was flying freely, as if she had returned to her teenage years.
At that time, she was also so unscrupulous and rampant, using beauty to solve small problems and violence to solve big problems.
She was forced to get a desk of her own among the perverted old and young men on the sixth floor of the Dark Dragon Riders Headquarters.
If she were not a woman, she might have been regarded as General Morgan's best successor.
The man was thinking about Ruyan's past, and for a moment he was in a trance.
At this moment, the off-road vehicle suddenly shook, and then an emergency brake pad made a sharp sound as if it was about to burst.
The tires rubbed hard against the ground, bringing up two billows of dust.
Without noticing, the man flew out of his seat and crashed into the front window.
He snorted, stretched his left hand forward, and pressed on the front windshield.
The gloved hand actually sank in completely.
He raised his head, glared at his assistant fiercely, and then looked forward.
The assistant held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, unaware that he had completely deformed the steering wheel.
He was panting heavily, sweating like rain, and his eyes were bulging, staring at a woman who suddenly appeared in front of the car.
This is an extremely attractive woman, and the military uniform of a dark dragonrider perfectly sets off her figure.
She was very tall, with her feet standing on the side of the road ahead of the off-road vehicle, but her body was tilted at an exaggerated angle, so that her head was past the center line of the off-road vehicle.
She stretched her right hand towards the off-road vehicle, spread her fingers, and stayed there, motionless, like a sculpture.
Her face is very beautiful, and her big eyes even look naughty and innocent, very harmless.
Even in the night, you can see that her hands are very beautiful, like carved ivory, and there is a faint flowing light.
Although her side-bending posture is rather exaggerated, her relaxed and leisurely look seems to be just blocking a ride.
But the assistant had a completely different feeling.
His eyes were focused on the tips of the woman's fingers, and his whole body could not help but tremble.
Only he could feel that kind of pressure.
This woman suddenly appeared as if out of nowhere, with her current posture and current position.
In an instant, the assistant knew that the off-road vehicle must not touch her hand, otherwise anything might happen.
At that moment, he almost unleashed his full potential and stepped on the brakes instantly.
When the off-road vehicle finally came to a stop, the front engine hood was less than fifteen centimeters away from the beautiful hand of death coiled around it.
After a few seconds, the emotion of fear was successfully conveyed to the brain center.
The assistant broke out in sweat and collapsed in his seat.
The man sitting in the passenger seat ignored the assistant and opened the door and got out of the car.
The woman suddenly stood up straight.
There was no transition at all from leaning to standing straight, as if she was moving instantly.
The man's color changed slightly, his feet staggered forward and backward, and he assumed the standard starting position of the Dark Dragon Rider for unarmed combat.
His thick eyebrows knitted together, his eyes full of awe, staring at her unblinkingly.
But the woman suddenly smiled sweetly, stuck out her tongue cutely, and said, "Don't stare at me, I'm not the one looking for you."
A very young man emerged from the darkness.
He had been standing there all along, appearing only because the darkness that had wrapped around him and blocked his vision had dissipated.
He has a pure and bright face, and his short gray hair is slowly flying in the night wind.
He looked like a big boy, but his body faintly exuded the fierceness that comes from walking between blood, fire, and life and death.
The man looked at the young man who appeared from the darkness, and without letting go of his guard, he slowly said: "O'Brien."
The young man smiled, stood there casually, and said, "I'm glad you can still recognize me, but what I want to ask you is, what are you doing here, General Ludendorff?"
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"March," said Ludendorff.
Although the way the other person spoke was almost rude, he still chose to maintain his grace.
"Where to go?"
O'Brien asked.
Ludendorff frowned and replied coldly: "This is not a question you should know."
"Okay, I don't care where you are going, as long as you avoid Leeds."
O'Brien said seemingly casually.
Ludendorff's anger suddenly erupted, then slowly subsided, and he said slowly: "What if I don't take a detour?"
"Then you can die here."
Instead of getting angry, Ludendorff became completely calm, but everyone who knew him well knew that this was a sign that he was entering a state of war.
He did not look at O'Brien, but instead focused on the woman.
He had already seen that this woman had destructive power and was far more domineering than the unpredictable O'Brien.
Seeing Ludendorff's gaze, the woman pursed her lips and smiled as cutely as an inexperienced little girl.
She even raised her head to look at the sky, as if she was prepared to stay away from the incident.
Ludendorff's fighting spirit, which had reached its peak, was instantly shattered, and he could not lock her at all.
He was shocked, but his expression remained unchanged.
He looked at O'Brien again and said, "Killing me will mean an all-out war between Arthur and the William family.
Are you ready?"
O'Brien took a step forward, took off his coat, threw it to the woman, and said with a smile: "Don't look at her, Elena will not interfere in the battle between us.
As for the war between the two families, what does that matter?
, are you ready?"
"Elena" Ludendorff looked shocked.
He stared at the woman for a long time, then turned to O'Brien and sneered: "If she didn't intervene, would you have won me?"
Facing Ludendorff's awe-inspiring murderous intent, O'Brien seemed completely unaware.
Every muscle in his body was in a relaxed state, showing no sign of preparation for battle.
He said casually as if chatting: "If we only look at combat effectiveness, we are about 50-50.
But I have been fighting between life and death, and you are more of a general who takes command, so in a life-and-death battle, the difference between us is The odds of winning are 73, which is enough to make a big bet.”
Ludendorff was still making fighting gestures, which seemed a bit ridiculous in front of Elena and O'Brien, who were standing casually.
But since Ludendorff knew that the woman was Elena, even if O'Brien said she would not take action, how could he dare to give up his guard.
If they suddenly joined forces to attack, he would at least have room to fight back.
For someone who has reached his status, what is the importance of face?
"Why did you come to me?"
Ludendorff asked.
He already guessed part of the reason, but wanted to confirm it.
O'Brien smiled sarcastically and said: "We don't have to fight, at least not yet.
But you should know who is in Leeds.
If you still refuse to take a detour and insist on attacking Leeds, Then I have to kill you here first, and then destroy the troops you brought with Elena."
Ludendorff looked at O'Brien for a while, then slowly put away his fighting stance and said, "If this is the only reason, then we will take a detour.
However, you'd better persuade her to leave as soon as possible."
"It's none of your business."
Ludendorff returned to the off-road vehicle and slammed the door, while Elena and O'Brien had already cleared the road.
When passing O'Brien, Ludendorff rolled down the car window and said meaningfully: "You will definitely regret your decision today."
O'Brien smiled and said, "It's you who regret it.
After tonight, you won't even have a 30% chance."
Ludendorff didn't respond, rolled up the window, and the off-road vehicle sped towards the troops who were ready to go.
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Looking at the off-road vehicle leaving, Elena suddenly said: "If we really let him go, I still think it won't be too troublesome to kill them all."
O'Brien just shook his head.
In the off-road vehicle, Ludendorff lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.
Only then did he realize that his hands were shaking involuntarily.
It was a mixture of anger, fear and humiliation.
Although he had no intention of attacking Leeds, there were two completely different things between not wanting to do it and being forced not to do it.
The night was very quiet.
The off-road vehicle was driving quickly in the night.
The assistant tried his best to control the vehicle steadily with the incomplete steering wheel without saying a word.
In the darkness and silence, Ludendorff suddenly said slowly: "I snatched Elena away, and Persephone appeared openly again.
These two slaps were really loud."
The assistant had roughly guessed what Ludendorff was referring to, and shuddered involuntarily, pretending not to hear anything.
When Persephone woke up, it was completely dark.
She shook her head vigorously and saw that she was in the guest room behind the bar.
Her fighting instinct told her that it was already three o'clock in the night, but the bar in front was still very noisy, with noise and laughter coming from time to time.
Persephone was a little surprised at what was going on.
In the past, even the most excited guests would go back to sleep once twelve o'clock passed.
This is not a time of peace.
Maintaining good physical strength is the key to survival.
What's more, sleep time is not complete rest, and part of the energy must still be used for vigilance.
The prosperity and peace of Leeds are built on the foundation laid by war and blood.
She struggled to move her legs off the bed.
Her head was still pounding with pain, and her stomach was churning, always trying to dump out the contents inside.
This is what being drunk feels like.
Persephone didn't like this feeling, but she had to accept it.
The Blue Enchantress' alcohol was long and lasting, and it didn't disappear easily.
It wasn't like ordinary alcohol, which could be dispelled with power.
That's why it was The reason why it is so expensive.
In fact, it is not pure liquor, but a very small amount of neurotoxin mixed in it, so that it can knock down espers who are stronger than polar bears
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