Chapter 1010 Savior

Berogo leaned against the window, looking down at the brightly lit Morning Breeze Fortress. Even though it was late at night, the soldiers' work was not over yet. They cleaned up the bodies, built temporary fortifications, and repaired the damaged defense lines... The war between Morning Breeze Fortress and the Rebellious King's Court was not over yet. Before the Land of Eternal Night was completely destroyed, the Night Clan still had the possibility of crossing the sea.

"It's so quiet..."

A faint sigh sounded, and Amy came over with a plate of biscuits and jam, put the plate on the window sill, and she and Berogo looked into the hazy night together.

"I thought it would still be a strong wind here at night."

The endless howling wind invaded the wind source highland, carrying the chill and noise, and engulfed everyone in it, leaving only the vast green fields, but tonight, the restless wind subsided, and a rare tranquility descended here.

"The strong winds in the Wind Source Highlands are controllable to a certain extent," Blogo explained to Amy, "Just like a natural weather defense line, in the old days, the weather against the wind could bring great restrictions to the enemy."

Blogo had heard Palmer tell about the glorious history of the Clerks family. Some enemies had fired arrows at the Morning Breeze Fortress, but under the attack of the strong wind, they all deviated from the target and could not even reach the high wall. Some enemies sailed along the coastline, but before they approached the Wind Source Highlands, the sails were blown off by the majestic wind. Even if there were strong ships that supported these rounds of baptism, the surging strong winds naturally prevented the ships from moving forward.

No one can go against the wind.

Unfortunately, with the advancement of the times, the sails have long disappeared, replaced by boiler-burning ironclad ships, arrows have gradually disappeared from the stage of history, and guns and ammunition are coming in big strides.

It is difficult for the strong wind to affect these steel objects, at least the effect of the impact is far less significant than before.

Many powers that people were once proud of have been included in the museum's display cabinets under the changes of the times.

Blog added, "But this natural line of defense can sometimes become a cage that restricts itself."

Once a strong wind suddenly rises, it will not only affect the enemy, but also the people of the Clerks family. Under a strong wind of several levels, it is extremely risky to act outside the building.

Therefore, the disturbing gusts of wind tonight disappeared, replaced by a rare calm. The vast wilderness is quiet, which makes people think about it.

"Just like the raging sea?" Amy picked up the biscuit and dipped it in jam.

"That's about right. The Raging Sea was originally a cage to restrict the Night Clan, but now it has become a fortress for them to hide in." Blogo felt a headache when he thought about it. He thought about it and said, "Do you think Holt's proposal is feasible?"

"You mean, we split the troops into two groups, with him as the main force to attract the main force of the rebellious royal court, and then we quietly cross the sea to infiltrate?"

Aimu thought deeply and shook his head, "Sorry, I can't analyze it."

"We know too little about the internal information of the Land of Eternal Night. To be precise, we don't understand the Raging Sea at all. Who knows what we will encounter after we infiltrate it?"

Aimu gnawed the biscuits one by one like a hamster, and the crisp sound of crunching continued, "Unless... unless we have a guide who is familiar with the Land of Eternal Night."

"Guide?"

When the guide was mentioned, the face of Serre immediately appeared in Blogo's mind.

Serre, in this world, no one is more suitable to be a guide to the Land of Eternal Night than Serre. It was he who imprisoned his blood relatives here, and it was he who personally built this isolated prison.

I am afraid that the Night King and the Regent today do not know the Land of Eternal Night as well as Serre.

Blog shook his head. Serre's face just appeared in his mind and then disappeared. Blog did not think that Serre, the coward, would have the courage to face all this.

As early as the day when he left the Undead Club, Blog no longer expected anything from Serre. It was not that he hated this old friend, but... just a little disappointed.

"It's really a headache."

Blog's brows were almost twisted together. He knew that he had little time left. The later they destroyed the Land of Eternal Night, the more passive their situation would be, not to mention that in addition to the enemy of the disobedient royal court, there was also York.

York, his poor team member, had experienced all kinds of major events within a few days of joining the company, and witnessed the destruction of Graystone Town with his own eyes.

Berogo guessed that York was in the Land of Eternal Night at this time, carrying out cruel killings. Every time a creature disappeared in his hands, the seal of the Eye of Eternal Rage would break an inch, until the surging and crazy anger broke through the shackles and burned the whole world.

"We still have to beware of another old opponent," Berogo murmured, "The Silent Legion, the personal guard of the Tyrant Mammon, no one is sure from which winding crack these guys will appear and rush into the battlefield."

With the promotion of rank, Berogo gradually realized that the Silent Legion was far from as simple as he saw on the surface. He once suspected that when there was only one person left in the Silent Legion, their power might be able to break through the limit of the alchemical matrix and reach the legendary crowned one.

Mammon, greedy Mammon. Since the destruction of the Wandering Crossroads, Blogo has not seen this disturbing devil for some time, but he did not relax his vigilance against Mammon at all. Instead, he became more alert.

It was Mammon who disrupted Hill's plan in the first place. The disaster of the Holy City's fall seemed to be caused by Mammon. This bastard who calls himself a businessman is filled with a vague sense of unknown.

The unknown is always awe-inspiring.

In comparison, the gluttonous Beelzebub made Boluogo feel less pressure. In other words, Beelzebub was not so mysterious. Her powers had already been displayed in front of him one by one, not to mention, Now there is also the overlord Xilin who is fighting her to the death.

"Would you like some?"

Seeing the sad look on Bolog's face, Aimu took the initiative to hold out a biscuit dipped in jam and handed it to Bolog's mouth.

Boluogo opened his mouth and bit it. While chewing, he asked vaguely, "Where did you get it?"

"Over there in the kitchen," Aimu said, "I'm a little hungry and wanted to make some healthy midnight snacks, but this is the only thing left there."

"All right."

Boluogo swallowed the biscuit and looked away from the window.

Heavily armed soldiers were running quickly through the corridors, and there were medical staff carrying the wounded. The Morrowind Stronghold was said to be the residence of the Krax family, but it also assumed many other functions. After years of accumulation, You can even think of this place as a small city-state kingdom.

After the bloody battle, few people can sleep peacefully tonight.

After returning to Storm's End, Bologger met everyone who was still discussing, including Vonn, Holt, Palmer, Hinda... Everyone still couldn't reach a unanimous opinion on how to act next, but In repeated debates, Holt's proposal gradually gained the upper hand.

"Attract the main force that disobeys the royal court and find opportunities for the infiltration team?"

Fern crossed his arms and stared at the map on the table, thinking deeply, "If this is the case, you will inevitably start a battle with the Disobedient Royal Court on the sea. Although you are a glorious one, you will not be able to suppress the terrifying numbers of the Disobedient Royal Court." If you don't, you will also fall into a passive position and may even be attacked and killed by them. "

Holt said, "So I need the help of the Klex family, and I need a fleet to assist me."

"fleet?"

Vonn shook his head apologetically, "Sorry, we do have some ships, but the size and level of armament of those ships cannot be considered a fleet at all."

Due to the location of the Raging Sea, the Clerks family rarely encountered threats from the sea, not to mention that they also had strong winds, which in the old times' wars were enough to keep enemy ships at bay.

The main radiation range of the Klekes family's power is on the vast wind source highland. They use strongholds to control this huge plateau area to prevent enemies from advancing straight into it.

Holt fell silent, and then Palmer suggested, "In that case, why not just turn it into an out-and-out war?"

He stared at the map and placed several new pieces on the map.

"We have dealt with the people of Xitao before. These condensers who have lived on the sea for a long time have an extremely impressive fleet," Palmer analyzed coldly. "There is no need for landing operations, as long as we continue to fight against Wrath." The sea bombarded their forces."

"The Glorious Ones will not die under shelling," Vonn ruthlessly rejected Palmer's idea, "What's more, the scope of the Raging Sea is so large, even for shelling, someone needs to provide accurate coordinates, and the Raging Sea itself Supernatural phenomena can also block bombardment to a great extent."

The supernatural barrier of the Raging Sea is an absolute curtain, which both blocks the entry of the outside world and limits the escape from the inside.

"I think so."

Boluogo's voice broke in, and everyone looked at the door. Boluogo strode forward, and Aimu followed him closely like a little follower.

"The evil in this world, the Throat of the Swallowing Abyss, I should have introduced that troublesome thing to you before." Boluogo put a blood-red chess piece into the map. "It can freely open the winding cracks. In other words, with his help, the Disobedient Royal Court may surprise us at any time."

"Once a large-scale fleet is mobilized, even if we have many high-level condensers, we will not be able to protect the fleet at all times. It will be much easier for the disobedient royal court. They do not need to fight us at all, they only need to attack the fleet itself. ”

Boluogo moved away the chess pieces that symbolized the fleet, "The glorious ones will not die, but the ships will sink."

Palmer leaned back as if he was discouraged, with a look of exhaustion on his face, "What should we do? Just let the situation die here?"

This feels terrible, as if the roles have been reversed, which is unpleasant.

"I know a way that can lead directly to the interior of the Land of Eternal Night without attracting anyone's attention."

Suddenly, a voice broke into the discussion. Vonn had heard enough of everyone's whims today and just wanted to take a rest and relax his tense nerves.

For this reason, Fon raised his head and was about to ask the other party about the conditions for the implementation of the plan, when a face that he could never imagine appeared in front of him.

He has a delicate and handsome face, with long golden hair combed into his head, and a crown of silver branches on his head. The dark dress completely wraps his body, outlining the lines of his muscles, showing his full sense of strength.

The equally dark cat emerged from his feet, jumped onto the table, and knocked over the chess pieces casually.

Seeing everyone's dull and silent look, Sere frowned, with the familiar smile of the past on his face, and opened his hand.

"Everyone, smile, don't you welcome me?"

Selei said helplessly, "I was once a savior after all."