The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

"Let me see, let me see!" Arecio leaned his head over, "Has he replied? Or is he sick? Hahahaha!"

Helgodon carried him on his back, and they were heading to the depths of the mountains, the place where Behemoth was sleeping. According to the military's intentions, of course, the line of defense was to be vigorously laid here. The saint had worn the cloak that once held the elves, a little bit of silver was still dyed on the cloak, a few elves flew around them, the saint gently signaled the griffon to approach the giant wolf, and then gave it to Alessio Look at the interface of the communicator.

[The other party has been disconnected. 】

Hahahahahaha!

Arecio was happy again.

Helgodon was so happy to see him, and he was also curious about what was on the communicator. He moved his head to the holy one, and Ruzi Uston drove the griffon away from him, and his disgust was beyond words.

Helgodon: I cried with a "Wang".

Arecio touched the fluffy head, saying that he shouldn't care about neurosis. He still lives with the neuropathy every day, if he really cares about it, he might not be angry.

"Your Frost Wing is something your father doesn't have. Behemoth of the Earth also has eight wings." Alessio said as he touched it, recalling the knowledge of God he had heard thousands of years ago. He should have given you a pair of wings and want you to grow into a qualified guardian as soon as possible."

Helgodon listened with his ears upright, and for a long while, he let out a soft "Oh".

He has already made a decision, and this decision is not from him personally, but from the werewolf king Helgodon. He wants to move the whole werewolf out of the nursery center and return to this ancestral snowy area, where they will run freely forever, guarding the gods, and strengthening themselves to deal with all possible crises.

He told Arecio of this decision, and Arecio pondered for a while, reaching out as if he wanted to touch his head, but this movement stopped midway, and instead patted the giant wolf on the back lightly.

The former is to treat children, and the latter is to treat comrades-in-arms.

"If this is your decision, of course I will respect it." He said, feeling gratified. "You have to bear most of the resistance. Are you ready?"

The giant wolf roared in a low voice.

"Yeah." Alessio replied softly, "We will also help more or less. The Dark Creature Alliance itself exists for this time. You can do it with me, Lucy, and you. Those who can help, I will also say hello here."

He jumped directly from the back of the huge wave, the bat wings spread out and flew towards the military convoy behind. He talked with Crowvenson in a certain car. The focus was on the relocation of werewolves. When it was about to end, he unexpectedly made a request.

"Materials for the ceremony?" Crowvenson was a little at a loss. "This shouldn't be a military material, but if you put together similar materials, you should be able to build a venue... What do you want to do?"

Arecio’s light caught a glimpse of the neurosis coming, and he continued the topic just now, letting the saint sit down beside him.

"Helgodon hopes that the werewolves can stand on their own in the snowy area. He is already an older child with this idea." Arecio reached out to the neuropathy. Because the neuropathy is accustomed to carrying small space objects with him, he took things with him. Put it directly on the neuropathy. Needless to say, Ruzius took out the things Arecio wanted from the space container and put them in his hands.

The translucent silver crown with radiant brilliance seems to be mixed with moonlight and wind and snow, and the rough edges of animal teeth add to it a rough beauty. Crowvenson had seen this silver crown in the movie, so he stood up in shock.

"This...this is..."

"Crown of the Werewolf King." Arecio said concisely, "I found it in a mine with Ruzius. Maybe this was once the snowy area of ​​werewolves ten thousand years ago. Fortunately, this silver crown was not destroyed. ."

The Sea of ​​Undead under the Emerald Inner Sea cannot be exposed yet, because Lucy currently does not have the ability to fully grasp there. Early exposure may be targeted. Finding it in the mine is a good excuse, at least Crawinson’s performance is convinced. suspect.

"Fortunately, I found it, what a wonderful symbol..." He carefully held up the silver crown, looked up and down, and then sighed, "This is a huge encouragement for the whole werewolf tribe, and even all the dark creatures."

Having said that, his expression suddenly became firm.

"Don't worry! I will do my best to decorate the venue, presumably Marshal Olsen will also agree to send someone to help! By the way, I have a request, can this ceremony..."

"Are you trying to say'live broadcast'?" Arecio guessed his thoughts and nodded simply, "I also mean it, it's not something that needs to be hidden. On the contrary, this is glory and a new starting point. I only It can be regarded as an introduction to the current changes of dark creatures. Only when they themselves become stronger, and only when the outside world's perception of them changes, can dark creatures move forward in a true sense."

Crawvenson nodded deeply, and could no longer agree.

"Then, I'll go to prepare, and it must be all set up before noon."

Arecio nodded and watched him leave, and then turned his head to see that the neuropathy was looking at him with his face on his face. It is rare to see the hunter with the standard of etiquette cultivated in this temple show such a lazy posture, Arecio glanced at it more, and then, the long-term immunity to good-looking appearance made him look away.

"Why look at me? Don't you go, go back and feed the cat."

"It just feels like you are a little worried." Ruzius told the truth, "Your mindset seems to have changed a little. You didn't care much about this kind of momentum-building activity."

Arecio did not refute, he did change his mind.

"Theo is a tough guy." He said, "If he wants to hit a target, it's even a secondary practice to hit the target directly, he will go...change the whole environment the target is in."

Ruzius' memory has not been fully recovered, and his understanding of Theo is limited to these few contacts, so when Arecio began to speak, he listened quietly.

"You mean, will he try to change the direction of public opinion in this world towards dark creatures?"

Arecio nodded.

"Yes, this is something he is likely to do. Maybe you think it is very difficult, but..." His expression was a bit heavy, "The dark creatures have enjoyed preferential treatment for too long, and they have nothing to do. Those The real thing is not in your hand at all."

"Achievement, military merit, scientific research and technology...All of them are good, but none of them."

"If, I mean, if, at the right time, there is news of dark creatures hurting and killing people, and then someone will disclose the preferential treatment and social resources occupied by dark creatures... Of course, the premise of everything is that dark creatures The role in maintaining the balance of light and darkness has been shaken." He raised his head, looked at Ruzius, and said softly, "The temple can even control the light and give them time. It is not impossible."

Arecio was trying to get his thoughts close to Theo. He forced himself to think like this. This process was a bit disgusting for him, but he endured it. Because he is the one who knows Theo the most, he must predict the possible movements for others, and then sound the alarm.

"The life of being cared and protected has taught the dark creatures to look at the world naively, but the world may not necessarily treat them naively."

Arecio smiled.

"I would like to be the bird to report the mourning, to alert them and persecute them. In the past ten years, I have vowed to let them live like they used to be."

There are some things he can only say to the neurosis, and he will feel a little more relaxed after saying this. Alessio was a little sorry to transfer something to the neurosis. He was about to say something. The Holy One suddenly stood up. When he came to him, Alessio raised his eyes blankly, his eyes suddenly blacked, and the half of the Holy One's cloak had fallen on On his head.

Then came the hand stroking between his hair, the hand rubbed slightly, and then Arecio heard a sound.

"Good bird." The saint praised with a smile, "but you forgot one thing."

He pulled off the cloak, then half-kneeled, looking up at Arecio who was sitting.

He pointed to his head.

"You forgot, you have two heads, and one is here."

"You can use that head on your body to think about what to eat tomorrow, which brand of cat food and canned food to buy, how to educate those children... Then use the rest of me to think about Theo and the temple. "

Arecio looked at him blankly.

"There is only a little preparation work to be done. After all, there are two heads. Sometimes they are not so inter-connected. You need to spend some time and talk about all about Theo in detail."

"But don't worry, most of the time, without saying more, I can understand what you mean."

The saint tilted his head, and the tied platinum half-length hair gently slid to one side.

"Like now."

He unbuttoned his collar.

"Want to bite me, right?"

*****

Ruzius got out of the military vehicle, his collar had been arranged, he buttoned his cuff with one hand, and covered the two bite marks on his wrist. Arecio went to find those kids. If nothing happened, he would probably find a quiet place to draw a new emoticon pack.

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To make an animated picture, first be blank, then suddenly raise your ears, and finally show the kind of small fangs happily.

Things backfired, and people from the military department hurriedly approached him.

"Mr. Ruzius, you were talking with His Royal Highness Alessio in the car just now, and I didn't dare to bother." He stood and saluted, "Marshal Olsen has something to discuss with you, and you need to go there immediately."

Although Ruzius regretted, he vaguely guessed what the old marshal was looking for, so he hurried away without delay. The temporary camp has been set up, and the old marshal is standing with his hands on his back. He is looking at the map of the northern front, and when he hears the sound of his coming, he turns around.

"You are here." The old marshal said concisely and whispered after he swung back all the soldiers.

"Zhu Heng has sent new news."

"He suspects that the temple wants to create negative news about dark creatures."

At the same moment, in the temple headquarters, the black-haired researcher gently closed the door, and then, together with his colleagues, put the blood-covered hunter on the stretcher. After a simple temporary treatment, a robot came over and transported the stretcher away.

The headed researcher held the baby and waved in a good mood, indicating that they can go to rest, and he can go to the research institute alone.

The remaining researchers greeted him, and then scattered in twos and threes. A researcher put one arm on the shoulder of the black-haired researcher, and said familiarly: "Shall we go for a drink, Joe?"

The black-haired researcher named "Joe" smiled and nodded, jokingly.

"I thought you were going to accompany your girlfriend, why? Didn't you finish working overtime for three consecutive months?"

The researcher was suddenly overwhelmed.

"Oh, obviously she is in the most leisurely department. It's okay to print internal publications. Who knows why she worked so long overtime and was completely closed."

"Of course we can't guess what the above means."

"Well, who says it's not."

The two hooked their shoulders to the open entertainment center inside the temple. Qiao smiled on his face, but when he turned his side to the researcher, he slightly lowered his eyes.

He has not forgotten his mission for a moment.