Luci turned around and saw that Yami and the others were walking up. The Spider Empress was still dressed in sexy leather clothes. Even at the edge of the Forgotten Realm, the temperature was gradually dropping, and her thin leather armor was almost a decoration. There was not much difference between wearing this leather armor and being naked, but to Yami, a mere snowstorm was nothing in her eyes. Instead, it became a natural accessory to decorate her sexy and charming. She stood in the light blue ice and snow with red armor and black skin, giving her a unique charm.
Blue Devil, on the other hand, was like a weak fellow, still wrapped tightly in layers of cloaks and robes. Until now, Luci still did not know what this man looked like. Judging from the two blue arms he revealed, he was not from the Barbarian race. Although there were other outsiders on Agares, the Barbarians were still the majority of the planet's natives. There were a few outsiders who did not match the physical characteristics of Blue Devil, so Luci was very curious about his identity.
At this moment, Blue Devil was facing the snowy world east of the Roddo Pass. In fact, he could not see anything from here. Apart from the lonely snowy plains, there was only the seemingly endless screen of light above his head. His slightly hoarse voice floated out from Blue Devil's hat, "Is it loneliness?"
"What did you say?" Yami walked to his side. The jade peak on her chest was almost touching Blue Devil's body. She deliberately scratched her ear with her little finger and said, "Blue Devil, did you say anything just now?"
Blue Devil lowered his head and said, "I said that His Highness drew out the area east of the ridge for those outsiders because he was lonely. You're not deaf. Don't make me repeat it a third time."
The Spider Empress laughed. Her laughter was high and sharp, like the tip of a sharp knife scraping across glass. Luci frowned and didn't say a word, while Blue Devil didn't move at all. After Yami finished laughing, Blue Devil said coldly, "Is it that funny?"
"Of course it's funny, I said, Blue Devil. I haven't seen you for years, but you've grown a sentimental heart. "Yami spat rudely on the ground and said," What loneliness? It's all bullshit. "
Blue Devil was silent for a moment before taking a step forward. The wind blew his cloak and clothes, as if he would be blown away in the next moment. The voice came from the depths of the hat again, "But you know I'm not wrong. Sir is indeed lonely. Every time he woke up, he would see the same world. Anyone would feel lonely. Didn't she give this area to the outsiders so that they could see a different scenery when they woke up? In that case, I'll have more anticipation when I sleep in the future, and time should pass faster … "
"You too, right? Yami, I heard that you've secretly left the Forgotten Realm more than once. "
"Bullshit!" Yami shouted, "I'm not lonely. I have so many treasures with me. They can come up with new tricks to make me happy every day. I don't know how fulfilling my life is. I'm not like you, a guy who meditates for over a hundred years. One look and I can tell that your heart is already covered in dust from loneliness. "
She laughed wantonly, and directly jumped down from the edge of the rock with her arms outstretched. The giant spider below crawled out and gently caught the Empress. Watching the giant spider leave, Blue Devil whispered, "You really don't know how to lie. That's right. How can a guy who stays with spiders every day know how to lie? Are you right, Mr. Luci? "
Luci coughed dryly and said, "With all due respect, that lord still has you. With your strength, not to mention a Forgotten Realm, even the two empires can go. Why are you staying in this damned place and not leaving? "
Blue Devil said, "It's not convenient for me to tell you that, at least not until you're accepted by my lord. Let's talk about now. What's your plan next? "
"Simply put, our common goal, the guy who calls himself the Dark King, has already dominated several towns. My plan is to start with the Roddo Pass and capture all these towns in one fell swoop. In this way, even if the Dark King abandoned the city and fled when he saw that the situation was not right, he was destined to have no way out in the end. When he can't run anymore, that's when he'll die. "
"It is indeed a simple plan, but it is also very crude and feasible. Let's do as you say." Blue Devil turned around and left.
Luci glanced at him and the corners of his mouth curled up. Of course, he knew that Allen only occupied Green Light Town and Bai Xicheng. As for the other towns, they were still in the hands of their original owners. Yami and Blue Devil wanted to borrow his hand to test Allen's strength, and Luci was also planning to use their army to sweep through the territory of Bone King Zasuo and the others. In this game of mutual use, it was still unclear who would be able to taste the greatest sweetness, but Yami and Blue Devil were definitely not the only ones with wishful thinking.
Luci looked in another direction. That was the Bone King's territory, a place called Graytown.
Graytown was the closest small town to the Roddo Pass. Even though it was just an inconspicuous town, because the Bone King's White Bone Battle Flag was hung on the steeple of the town, no matter how inconspicuous it was, the other towns did not dare to have any ideas about it. In the thirty years since the Bone King's Battle Flag was hung in Graytown, there had not been a war, not even once.
Graytown was very small, even smaller than Green Light Town. No one knew how many times the buildings in the town had been demolished and rebuilt. The number of times was too many to count. This was because this town was very old, older than most people in the Great Wasteland. Graytown could be traced back to Roddo's era. It was only after Roddo returned to the Great Wasteland from the world behind the pass that Graytown appeared.
The town used to be a sentry post to monitor the sentry post at the Roddo Pass. Later on, hunters gradually entered the Forgotten Realm to explore, so some people saw business opportunities and built hotels and grocery stores at the sentry post for the hunters to rest and replenish their supplies. Just like that, it gradually expanded until it formed the size of a small town. At that time, in order to conceal the effect, the outer walls of the buildings in the town were all white gray, so that it would not be so obvious on the snowy plains. At the very least, one had to approach Graytown to discover its existence. Graytown was originally nameless, but it had its current name for convenience in remembering.
For many years, Graytown did not have a master, and its order and interests were maintained by the majority of people. It wasn't until the rise of the Bone King and the Blood Eye that this balance was broken. The young Bone King used his tough hand to hang the White Bone Battle Flag in Graytown, announcing the arrival of a new era to the people. Ever since then, the chain of interests that Graytown had originally been divided up by several families had all fallen into the hands of the Bone King.
Now that Zasuo was taking care of Graytown, it was a loyal old subordinate of the Bone King. Cripple Logan was definitely a big shot in Graytown. This old fellow with a beard that almost grew to his waist had lived in the town for thirty years, and those who dared to question his authority over the past thirty years had become fertilizer for his back garden. People even heard that if Logan hadn't been crippled when he followed Zasuo to fight the world, he would now be the captain of the Bone King's personal guard. That was a big shot below one person and above ten thousand people.
Of course, it wasn't necessarily bad in Graytown. At least Graytown was Logan's kingdom. It was just that this kingdom was a little shabby.
After the curtain of time rose, Logan, who rarely walked around, would personally check the walls of Graytown recently. Today was no exception. When the guards on the town wall saw the swaying figure from afar, their expressions were rather helpless. Especially Guard Captain Harley. Poor old Harley had lost a lot of weight in the past few days since Logan had personally checked the town wall.
In the past, the guards of Graytown were white-collar jobs that didn't work, and the position of guard captain was even more lucrative. Old Harley had worked under Logan before and relied on this relationship to get such a good job. His days in Graytown were pretty good. Although it was a little boring and the weather was a little bad, for an old fellow who was about to die, the treatment here was ten times better than in the wasteland.
But that was in the past.
In the past, Logan ignored the affairs of the town and didn't ask about the defense of the town, because there was no need for that. However, after the curtain of time rose, the cripple suddenly became nervous, as if he had smelled danger. However, in Old Harley's opinion, apart from the fact that the sky had become a little too bright and it was not easy to sleep at night, the days were no different from before.
Unfortunately, this was only his own idea. Obviously, Logan didn't think so. For the first time, the cripple paid attention to the defense of the town. Apart from asking Old Harley and the guards to fill in the gaps in the wall, he also asked the guards to start training. This killed the guards.
So now that they saw Logan's figure, everyone became unnatural.
"Captain Harley, Captain Harley!" A guard knocked open Old Harley's room and pulled him out of bed. "Get up, Lord Logan is here again," he said.
Old Harley let out a miserable scream and put on the armor that almost crushed him. He arrived at the small square behind the wall with the help of the guards. Logan had already arrived. Even though the cripple had a limp leg, his body was still very strong. In the bitter cold weather at the edge of the Forgotten Realm, he was only wearing a long coat. Even his clothes hadn't been buttoned up, revealing muscles that were even harder than rocks. Logan was very concerned about his beard. He hadn't trimmed it since he was in Graytown. Thirty years later, his beard had grown to his waist and been carefully braided into several braids.
The cripple bit a pipe. This thing was passed down from human hands. The pipe emitted flames, and smoke rings rose from time to time. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Logan turned around and carried Old Harley over like a chick. Poor old Harley and the cripple stood side by side. The difference in size was like the difference between a giant and a dwarf. It was difficult for the dwarf in heavy armor to even raise his head to look at Logan, but he forced out a smile. It was as ridiculous as it was ridiculous.
Unfortunately, Logan couldn't laugh. He asked with a straight face, "How's your training?"
"It's going well, my lord." Old Harley smiled and cursed in his heart. He didn't believe that Logan wouldn't know about the guards even if he was beaten to death. Over the years, the guards of Graytown had been decorations. The ones who truly protected the town were the bone flag and Logan. But now, Logan was asking for guard training. This was a huge joke. Look at those guys who are as fat as balls. What can they do after training?
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