《fall into darkness》Chapter 21: Night Raid
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Tuobu's pupils shrank, he slapped the counter with a slap, and said coldly, "You actually use my students as bait?"
Chris shrugged slightly, "I'm not so capable, and we are also old acquaintances. I still understand your temper. This time the arrangement is decided by the above, and we can only obey."
Tuobu said angrily: "But you can't let a group of children be the bait. You know that there are alchemists lurking here, and you let a group of children come over to lure them. This is the behavior of the Holy See of Light?!"
Chris's face changed slightly, and she said in a low voice: "It is a big sin to talk about the Holy See of Light in private, so don't make a fool of yourself! Besides, if you can capture the alchemist, you will also give these children a credit, and wait for them in the future. Whether it’s being eliminated, joining the guards, or being qualified to stay and become a scavenger, this feat is a valuable asset to them, and it’s not that easy to build a merit usually!”
"Hmph, so I have to thank them?" Tob sneered.
Chris said helplessly: "Whether you are thankful or not, this is a fact. Besides, if you change the assessment venue this year, you will be shocked. This group of alchemists is very well-connected, and there may be hidden people in our army. Their eyeliner, although this group of children is still a little tender, but they graduate after three years, whether they are joining the guards or scavengers, they may face alchemists. At that time, they were fighters on the front line. , no one can protect them, this is also a valuable experience for them!"
Tuobu frowned slightly, snorted coldly, handed the wooden cup to the old man behind the counter, and said, "Lao Luo, have another cup."
"Seeing how angry you are, I'll give you more ice." The old man behind the counter laughed.
Tob suffocated, sullen his head and said nothing.
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Night is coming.
As the sun went down, the temperature in the desert immediately dropped, the heat preservation effect of the sand was extremely poor, and the heat quickly dissipated. At this time, Du Dian and Sham had built a fire pit with a few stones, and the dead and old plants were burned in it.
The method of ignition is naturally the most primitive way of drilling wood to make fire.
"So hungry" Zach touched his stomach and looked at Du Dian.
Du Dian leaned against the fire, closed his eyes, and said, "Boil it for a while, ten days will pass soon, and you will be hungry faster when you talk."
Zach smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.
Macon sat by the fire and said with a smile, "Sleep well, you won't be hungry when you fall asleep."
"It's hard to live when you're hungry and cold." Sham tightened his clothes and leaned closer to the fire.
Macon smiled slightly, picked up firewood from time to time and threw it into the fire pit, remembering Du Dian's instructions, and always keep the fire light to avoid wild animals approaching.
It was late at night, the temperature was lower, and a gust of wind blew from time to time. Even sitting by the fire, Macon felt shivering with cold. His legs shook slightly, causing his body to generate heat. However, the frequent shaking made him suddenly feel like urinating. come.
He looked at the three Du Di'an who were already asleep, got up and came to the sand on the side, unbuttoned his pants, and was about to pee, but in vain, a dry palm stretched out in the dark and pinched his throat.
Macon's pupils contracted, his heart was beating violently, his eyes were almost split with fear, and a wrinkled face appeared in the darkness, looking at him sullenly, with a very slight hoarse voice: "Dear , don't call."
The hairs on Macon's body stood up, and he wanted to call for help immediately, but he opened his mouth, but his throat was almost shattered. Voice, under this strong fear, Du Dian's always calm face appeared in his mind in vain, his eyes opened suddenly, and the soles of his feet kicked back hard.
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He kicked the soft sand under his heels and splashed against the fire.
not enough!
The distance is not enough! !
Macon was a little desperate.
At this time, the owner of the withered palm also noticed Macon's call for help. A chill flashed across his gloomy eyes. He raised his other hand. A dagger!
Whoosh!
Stab straight!
With a bang, when Macon's mind was completely blank, a stone flew over in vain and hit the dagger. At the same time, Du Di'an roared: "There are enemies, get up!"
Under his roar, Zach and Sham immediately woke up, grabbed the stone on their head, and looked nervous.
Du Di'an stared at this thin but rickety figure in the dark. He has always had a light sleep, especially in such a dangerous environment. On his face, he immediately woke up. The first picture he opened his eyes, he saw where Macon was sitting. There was no figure of him. When he turned his head to look, he happened to see the thrilling scene just now, and immediately grabbed it without thinking. The stone next to the fire smashed, but I didn't expect it to hit.
"Damn it!" The rickety figure was an old man, covered in a black robe, the dagger held in his right hand fell to the ground, his wrist trembled slightly, and the severe pain caused anger in his heart, and pushed away the struggling man. Macon took out a green bottle from his chest, opened the mouth of the bottle, and green smoke floated from the bottle. He pointed in the direction of Du Di'an and blew a big mouth.
Green smoke drifted immediately.
Du Di'an's face changed, and he hurriedly covered his nose, wanting to remind Zach and Sham, but the green mist had floated to the front and could not speak.
With a plop, Macon, who was closest to the rickety old man, was enveloped in green mist and fell down immediately.
Du Dian's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly fell down and pretended to be dead.
Two more thumps, Du Dian didn't need to look to know, most of them were also inhaled by Zach and Sham, but they didn't know whether they passed out of a coma or died of poisoning.
His heart was beating wildly, and his heart was full of tension and doubts. Could this be one of the assessments? If this is the case, he believes that except for those big groups, other small groups will be eliminated!
Could it be that the purpose of this assessment is to unite everyone?
Du Di'an's thoughts turned quickly, and he couldn't help but regret it. Perhaps the meaning of the above is not to let them survive for ten days, but to see if they are united?
"Damn it!" At this moment, Du Di'an heard the footsteps of the rickety old man and walked towards him, and immediately knew that he wanted to avenge his own stone attack, and cried inwardly.
"Wasting a bottle of my lost soul potion, damn it!" Just listening to the voice, Du Di'an knew that he was speaking with gritted teeth, and immediately raised a heart, and his palm quietly grabbed a handful of sand, ready to wait for the opportunity.
At this moment, Du Dian felt that the sole of his foot was caught by a dry palm. There was no flesh on the palm, and his ankle was a little painful when he pinched it. sand thrown out. However, the rickety old man didn't seem to have any intention of killing him, he just grabbed his ankle and dragged him forward.
Du Di's heart sank, knowing that he was going to take himself to his lair to solve it.
attack?
Or continue to wait for the opportunity?
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