Dean wrote down the map and rolled it up. Then he went to the other sentries.
"Tell me, what's the situation in the front?" A sentinel hiding in the grass and rocks was subdued and interrogated by Dean.
The sentinel was scared by Dean who suddenly sneaked in. He didn't have time to resist. Dean's sharp arm was pressed against his forehead. The skin between his eyebrows had been cut. The pain made him realize how sharp the blade was.
However, the sentinel didn't give in. Although he didn't read any books, he knew that since Dean attacked him, he was the enemy of the empire. If he compromised, it would be tantamount to treason.
The thing that was engraved in his bones from childhood made him decide in an instant that he would rather die than surrender!
Dean didn't expect that the sentinel he was going to interrogate would turn out to be a hard bone. But he didn't care. He had encountered such a character too many times before.
It didn't take long for the sentinel to kneel in front of Dean. Pain, fear, the torture that pierced the nerves … When the pain was overloaded, his faith didn't play a role in alleviating it. He even completely forgot it at this moment.
Soon, Dean dug out the information he wanted from the sentinel's mouth. Relying on the sentinel's statement about the time of the arrival of the Blood Thorn Legion, he judged whether what he said was true or false. After understanding the situation, he released the sentinel who had his limbs cut off and eyes gouged out.
Flames emerged from the palm of his hand and stuck to the sentinel's body. Soon, it was burned to ashes, leaving only traces of burning.
The sentinel's clothes were neatly piled up next to the body.
Dean untied his armor and put on the sentinel's uniform. Then he cleaned up the scene. At the same time, he pinched the bones of his face and molded it into the sentinel's appearance. As for the hair color, he couldn't change it. Fortunately, the sentinel had a military cap. He shaved his hair into a buzz cut and put on the military cap. He learned from the sentinel's appearance and hid in the rocks, waiting for the night to come.
At night, a figure quietly lurked and approached.
Dean noticed it very early, but didn't move. He saw the figure come closer, look around, and then knock on the rock.
Dean used the turtle's magic marks ability to climb out of the rock. He stood up and said in a low voice: "Why are you so late?"
The man was less than 30 years old. His skin was rough and dark. After hearing Dudian's words, he angrily stared at him: "Damn, I peed on the road, so I was a little late."
Dean snorted: "I'll go back first."
The young man waved his hand and quickly drilled into the rock.
Dean saw that he didn't expose anything, so his eyes flashed slightly. He turned and left, running along the road that the youth came from. When he reached the end of his field of vision, he continued to follow the youth's scent as a guide.
The scent left behind by this young man was very faint, but there were also shallow footprints on the ground that he had deliberately used weeds to pad his feet. As an experienced hunter, these couldn't be hidden from him. Half an hour later, he arrived before a valley. Behind this valley, the towering Battlegod Wall could be faintly seen. Under the stars and moon, it was like a huge black beast that occupied the world, exuding a sense of pressure.
Here, he was closer to the Battlegod Wall.
Dean's eyes fell on the valley, and golden light flashed in his eyes. He saw an underground structure in the valley, but it wasn't the well-equipped underground base that he had imagined, but a very simple cave.
At this moment, seven or eight figures were living in the cave. Some were sleeping, some were chatting, and some were busy reading palm-sized magazines.
"Found it." There was some calmness in his dark eyes, but also some indifference. Dean took off his sentinel uniform and stood naked in the night. The breeze blew, and his whole body rolled up the spikes of the stone armor. His figure moved, and he quickly jumped into the valley.
Ten minutes later, a figure slowly walked out of the valley. He was naked, and half of his chest was stained with blood. He was carrying a bucket of pure water in his hand. He lifted it up and poured it on his head, washing away the blood on his body, and then evaporating the water on the ground. He picked up the sentinel uniform that had fallen on the grass and put it on. After that, he trotted in the direction of the Battlegod Wall, maintaining a moderate speed.
Previously, he wasn't able to get the information from the sentinel's mouth. He thought that these sentinels lived on the Battlegod Wall, but he didn't expect that they had a stronghold in the nearby hidden valley. However, now that something had happened here, someone had to report the information to the Battlegod Wall.
A moment later, Dean came in front of the Battlegod Wall, took out the whistle from the inner compartment of the sentinel uniform, and blew it.
Whoosh!
In less than a few minutes, a figure flew down from the Battlegod Wall. There was a pair of huge bird wings on his back, and he looked like an angel.
"What's the matter?" The person stopped after descending to a height of four or five meters above Dean's head. Dean had to look up at him. "Is there a monster attack?" As a sentinel stationed in the Battlegod Wall, although his main responsibility was to guard against people approaching here, but in most cases, basically no one would be stupid enough to sneak attack the Battlegod Wall alone, unless it was those evil heathens of the empire.
Dean quickly said: "Someone sneak attacked us!"
"Is it people?" The contempt in the youth's eyes disappeared, and revealed a dignified look. He saw that Dean didn't look like he was lying, and he didn't dare to lie. He pondered for a moment and said: "How many people have run away?"
"I don't know. When I returned from my shift, I saw that everyone was dead. But looking at their wounds, it wasn't caused by monsters." Dean immediately said.
The youth slightly frowned. He didn't see it with his own eyes, and only judged from the wounds … After thinking for a moment, he still believed it. Although the other party was just a sentinel, but such a simple judgment shouldn't be wrong.
"Come with me." He leaned over and grabbed Dean's shoulder, and took him to the Battlegod Wall.
"I'll take you to see the brigade commander. You tell her the details of the situation." The youth said in a cold voice.
Dean's eyes were attracted by the scene on the God of War's wall. There were two or three huge battleships like the Blood Thorn Legion that he had seen before. However, they didn't have the emblem of the Blood Thorn King engraved on them. Instead, it had a blood-red vertical pupil. It was very strange.
In addition, there were hundreds of small airships that could carry four or five people.
In addition, Dean also saw small fighters, which were almost the same as the fighters of the old era. There were also passenger planes, and black boxes like large cargo boxes.
Dean was shocked by the technology displayed here. Although he had expected it, but he was still a bit surprised to see it with his own eyes. Especially he saw a few huge 'white pots' with a diameter of seven or eight meters. They looked like radio telescopes, but he didn't know whether they were telescopes or wireless signal receiving equipment.
"There weren't these things on the Battlegod Wall in the east. Did they make them in such a short period of time? Impossible. Even if the technology had exploded, it's impossible to develop so fast in just a few years. Or are they mainly used to deal with the trolls in the south? " There were some doubts in Dean's eyes. He quickly thought about it and felt that it should be the case. The fire dragons in the east could fly, so the fighters in the east couldn't exert much combat power. They mainly relied on manpower.
After all, in this post-disaster era, the power of mortals was stronger than machines.
"If that's the case, then the trolls in the south can't fly?" Dean guessed in his heart.
"Don't look around." The youth who was leading the way shouted: "We are here. Think about what you saw. I'll go and report to the brigade commander."
Dudian nodded.
The youth went into the tent in front of him and came out after a moment. He shouted to Dean: "Go in." He raised the curtain of the tent.
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