By the time Rice stood beside Dill's headless body, it was already ten minutes later. He had chased too far away to turn back after hearing Dill's warning, and it still took him a lot of effort. In the eyes of ordinary people, ten minutes was probably the time to smoke a cigarette. It wasn't long, nor was it short. However, for someone like Rice, ten minutes was enough to complete a battle and decide the outcome.
The dimension of time was always different from person to person.
Seeing Dill's head and body separated, Rice thought he would fly into a rage. However, he didn't. Instead, he was strangely calm, as calm as a wild wolf that had found its prey. Now that he thought about it, the whole incident was a trap. From the attack on the sergeant to attracting his and Dawn's attention, to the man and woman deliberately luring him away. After that, Dawn and Maria were lured away by others, which led to the death of Dill, who was alone.
This trap was aimed at Dill, and if he thought about it further, he would discover that this trap might have been set up a few days ago. During those three days, not only did the other party consume their physical strength, he also successfully ignited the flames in their hearts. That was why he fell into the other party's trap so easily today.
"Bury him." Rice said. Dill was a disgusting fellow, but he was also a good adjutant. At this moment, losing him, Rice actually sighed. The human nature that he thought he had forgotten actually raised his head slightly at this moment.
Then, on Dill's head, two eyes suddenly rolled out, "Please wait a moment …"
"My mother!" Dawn jumped up and said, "He's not dead yet. This ghoul is a monster, right?"
Dill rolled his eyes at Dawn. "Don't make a fuss. I feed on human brains. It's normal for my brain to be stronger than a normal person's. But I won't be able to maintain this situation for long. "
Then he looked at Rice and said, "Sir, please be careful. The one who attacked me was the Hulma woman. She had grown a lot in just three days. I have used myself to prove that the target may have something that can help creatures evolve and grow in a short period of time. If that's the case, the previous combat strength data can no longer be used as a reference … "
Dill spoke slower and slower, and his eyes gradually became blank. "I've reached my limit. That's all I can do for you. Finally … thank you for taking me out of the death camp and giving me a wonderful time in my life. Please … take care … "
There was no sound. Dill's eyes lost focus, his lips were slightly open, and his expression was forever fixed on the scene in front of him. Rice sighed and squatted down to help him close his eyes. "Although you are a pervert, I admit that there is no better adjutant than you. I will cut out the heart of the woman who killed you and place it on your tombstone as a memorial, Lieutenant Dill. "
He stood up and waved. A few sergeants carried Deere's body to a hill, where they dug a pit and buried it. Rice personally picked out a fairly square rock and erected it in front of the pit as a tombstone for Dill. On the tombstone, Les carved a line with the knife of his iron glove: Here lies a ghoul. To my best lieutenant, Dill.
Then, it stood up and let out a loud roar towards the mountains and peaks in the distance!
"This ghostly howl is really noisy." Hubble raised his head and frowned. A few mud powder sprinkled down from the cave above, causing the big man to brush it away in disgust.
In front of him, in the most spacious place in the cave, Lola was showing Talikova her posture of killing Dill. The Hulma girl had a surprised expression on her face as she touched and pinched Lola's hairy arm and long leopard tail. That was Lola's new ability after becoming a follower, Wild Call. At first glance, she was the same as Hubble's Fallen Body, belonging to the ability to change her body's posture.
However, it was different from the Fallen Body.
The ability to summon the wild was to awaken Lola's ancestral genes and make them dominant. Simply put, this was somewhat similar to the path of ancestral descendants that Origin Energy practitioners had taken after Level 30. They were all phenomena of atavism. Under Lola's current wild posture, her body's various values had been greatly increased. Whether it was strength, speed, or physical strength, they were all greatly increased compared to before.
This was slightly different from Belmore's focus on strength and Hubble's focus on attack and defense. The first two servants focused on their strengths. As for Lola, she developed in all aspects. Even in the evaluation of strength, comprehensive meant mediocrity, but it was not without merit. At the very least, the well-developed Lola was competent for more work, and there were more battlefields suitable for her than Belmore and the others.
Moreover, like the Black Devil Wings, Wild Call was an ability that could be upgraded, which was another difference from the Fallen Body.
As Lola's strength increased, Wild Call could also be upgraded to Ancestral Spirit Call, and the final Ancient Call. Abilities at different stages allowed Lola to display a higher level of posture. Even if the latter two postures were to be upgraded in all aspects, the increase in strength would definitely not be underestimated.
Seeing Talikova almost circling around Lola, Allen shook his head and said, "Lola, remove the wild call. Maintaining this posture for a long time is also a drain on your stamina. "
Lola nodded and closed her eyes. After a few breaths. The fur on her body began to fall off, and the beast markings on her face turned from deep to shallow, from shallow to faint, and finally disappeared. Even the leopard tail behind his buttocks continued to retract. When Lola opened her eyes again, her beast pupils had also returned to normal. As a result, the beastly aura on her body gradually disappeared without a trace. This magic-like change caused Talikova, who was beside her, to exclaim in admiration.
The girl even looked at Allen maliciously. The latter understood the meaning in her eyes and hurriedly waved his hand. "No, you definitely don't want me to use Lola's method on you."
Talikova was obviously thinking too much, and her originally pale red face suddenly flushed red. She looked at Allen, then at Lola, then snorted, but didn't dwell on the matter. Allen shook his head and laughed. He didn't want to explain. In any case, he couldn't reveal the matter of the follower's transformation to this girl. He might as well let her misunderstand and cut off her thoughts, so that she wouldn't have the idea of calling out to the wild.
Moreover, what kind of ability would appear after the transformation was not within Allen's control. Even if Lola and Talikova were of the same race, the former would have a wild call, and the latter would have an unpredictable ability.
He clapped his hands, attracting the attention of everyone in the cave, and said, "Alright, now that the other party's sniper has been killed by us. Then the next step is a war of attrition. We need to wear down the other party's other forces, including their supplies, personnel, and so on. In the end, he found the two leaders among them to fight. This was the safest tactic. "But I'm curious, who exactly are they?"
"From the looks of it, it doesn't look like it's from the Goliath or Main families. Moreover, their division of labor is clear and orderly. They are more like an army that has removed its logo. "At this point, Allen suddenly moved and cried out," I know who they are! "
Of the four of them, Lola and Talikova were completely unaware of what had happened to Allen. Hubble was a careless person, and only Belmore could grasp what Allen meant. He nodded and said, "Insider?"
"That's right. It must be the matter of bumping into the Federation mole on Frost Star. Now someone has found out. Since these killers are here, then … "Allen smiled bitterly," Lieutenant Colonel Ned is probably in danger. "
He didn't know that not only was Ned in danger, he had also been killed by Rice.
"Is Maine related to them?" Belmore frowned.
'"I don't think so. Maine only attacked me for his own purposes and ideas. If he was related to this group of Federation mole, he shouldn't have appeared at a time when Toure was at a disadvantage. He can use the elites of the Alexandrian family to drag these killers behind us and let them come out. Then Maine won't need to be exposed. I'm sure that Uncle Roddy has paid off for what he did to the Alexandrian family, and this process will last a long time. " Allen said decisively, "If Maine still had a hidden card, he could have played it at that time."
"In other words, that group of people is from another side. What a headache. Only now do I know that being watched by too many people is not a pleasant thing. "Belmore shook his head.
Allen was full of confidence. "Now that we've killed their sniper, it's very beneficial for our next move. At least we don't have to worry about threats from afar. Further ahead is the wilderness. Once we enter the wasteland, our targets will be too obvious. So my plan is to fight a mobile war with the other party in this mountainous area. "
"Mobile warfare?" Belmore nodded and said, "Indeed, with the terrain here, we can avoid the other party's high-level experts and attack their low-level warriors."
"Yes, after grinding out their claws, we'll attack their leader. The guy who injured you is not simple. I think he has at least the strength of a general. "Allen said," A general, a colonel, and a dozen lieutenants or sergeants are good. If such a combination works well, it's very likely that we'll be eaten to death. Fortunately, they don't seem to have a tacit understanding, and these people are full of blood energy. They should be murderous fellows. "
"I know these guys very well. They don't have patience. People who don't have patience tend to expose fatal flaws. " Allen began to draw some simple lines on the ground. Soon, the few of them discovered that these lines formed a brief map of the mountains they were in. Surprisingly, Allen actually remembered such a complicated terrain. Every important mountain range, every dangerous canyon, they seemed to be engraved in Allen's mind. At this moment, they were only reproduced through his fingers.
Allen drew a line on the map. This line would be the trajectory of their movement. At the same time, Allen planned to polish Rice and the others' claws and teeth on this trajectory. Just as Allen finished explaining the details of the plan, a gloomy voice suddenly sounded from outside the cave.
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