Chapter 934
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Two hours later, people returned to the tent. They whispered and talked about the military.
The tent was lifted and someone came in. Soon they noticed Dean in the tent and were surprised to see him.
"Hey, wasn't he punished?"
"Why is he still here?"
"What about the unlucky guy?"
Some people whispered curiously.
These people returned to their respective beds. Their eyes quickly fell on the raised bedding next to Dean. Although the bedding was fluffy, they could still see that there was a person hidden inside. It should be the Corpse King that Dean had brought before.
The tent gradually became lively as more and more people returned to the camp. Many people looked at the quilt next to Dean from time to time. Their eyes flashed but they endured it.
It could be seen from the fact that Dean returned so quickly that the punishment was not big. On the contrary, no one had seen the figure of the person who stood out. It was inevitable that people would speculate about his fate.
"I heard that you are the abyss?" A warm voice echoed as Dean closed his eyes and rested on the bed.
Dean slightly opened his eyes and saw a blonde man. He was handsome and had gentle eyebrows. His blue eyes were like the ocean. He didn't have the slightest hostility. Instead, he felt a sense of familiarity.
"You too?" Dean looked at him.
"Just like you, my name is Zash." The golden-haired man chuckled. "You haven't received your combat armor yet, right? The military armor here is quite different from the ones we've seen before. Honestly speaking, the things used for border defense are all of the best quality. No one dares to skimp on the work."
Dean didn't refuse as he saw him take the initiative to strike up a conversation. He accompanied him and chatted casually.
While they were chatting, the people around them looked over from time to time with solemn expressions.
When they were almost done chatting, Zaxi Te very naturally changed the topic and said, "Have you seen the foreign races outside the borders? I'm talking about the Fire Dragons. "
Dean's eyes lit up: "Have you seen them?"
"I've only seen them from afar." Zash's eyes were complicated: "But I don't want to see them again."
The chatter around him weakened as he spoke. Many people pricked up their ears to listen. Zaxi had never talked about this before. They didn't expect that he would mention it to a newcomer like Dean. It was obvious that the other party had the strength of the abyss. Many people were envious, jealous and longing for it!
"Is it that terrifying?" Dean raised his eyebrows.
"It's not terrifying …" Zaxi shook his head slightly and sighed. "It's just that its appearance, that feeling, makes me very uncomfortable. I feel disgusted and disgusted from the bottom of my heart. Just from its appearance alone, I can't see it clearly, but it should be as its name suggests. It's an extremely good flame ability. Its entire body is burning with flames, and its speed is extremely fast."
"Is it stronger than the abyss?" Dean asked.
Zash shook his head: "It should be the same as the abyss. Anyway, I haven't fought against it. But I don't think I will win if I fight against it."
Dean was silent. Previously Felicia had mentioned that the trolls would have the strength of the abyss once they reached adulthood. It seemed that the Fire Dragons weren't bad either.
"Have you been here for a long time?" Dean turned the topic back to him.
Zash shook his head: "Just a month. But I've been sick of looking at corpses for the past month. Speaking of which, were you caught from the empire or from the outside world? "
"I bumped into him halfway and caught him." Dean sighed.
"You are really unlucky."
"Ha ha …"
Both of them chatted for a while before Zash left and returned to his bed. After all, it was the first time they met so they didn't talk too much.
Not long after, the young man with the broken leg returned to the tent. His face was ashen, and he still had half of his leg broken. He held the broken leg in his hand and looked as if he had lost his soul.
Dean glanced at him and understood the reason. There was a trace of indifference in his eyes.
The person on the bed next to the young man with a broken leg was surprised: "Why didn't you go to the medical office?"
The young man with a broken leg staggered back to his bed. He was still in a daze.
The person on the bed next to him pushed him with his magic hunting stick. The young man came back to his senses and looked at his friend. He suddenly felt like crying. Soon, he thought of something. He looked back and saw Dean. There was a trace of hatred in his eyes.
"What happened to you?" The person next to him frowned.
The young man with a broken leg gritted his teeth: "The doctor said that my leg can't be treated."
"What?" The person next to him was stunned: "How is it possible? The medical skills here are advanced. Broken legs and hands can be easily treated. Why can't your leg be treated?"
The young man with a broken leg clenched his fists: "The doctor said that the peripheral tissues were completely damaged when my leg was cut open. It can't be healed with ordinary drugs unless I use some special drugs. But those drugs are very expensive. They are used on generals and high officials. I can only buy them with my own war points. I need at least 10,000 war points!"
"10,000 war points?!" The person next to him was stunned: "So expensive? Doesn't that mean you … "
He didn't finish his words, but the meaning was obvious: You're useless.
The young man with a broken leg gritted his teeth and didn't speak. After a long time, he didn't hear the person next to him. He couldn't help but look up. He saw that the person had returned to his bed and was chatting with others. It seemed that the person had completely forgotten about him.
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After knowing that Dean was the Abyss, the people in the tent were a lot more obedient in front of Dean. They didn't dare to take the initiative to provoke him. Especially when the news about the young man with a broken leg spread, no one dared to provoke Dean.
What a joke. The injury caused by the broken leg couldn't be healed. Even if it was a broken leg, it was equivalent to a fatal injury. However, the military punishment was only based on the broken leg. Who dared to provoke Dean?
On the second day after Dean entered the camp, he went to the training ground with the others to practice the military formation. They rehearsed according to the assigned positions. Today's battle was still a cold weapon war. The importance of the military formation was great. The military formation composed of ten Pioneers could be comparable to the destructive power of twenty Pioneers, or even stronger.
However, on the third day after Dean entered the camp, on the other side of the God of War's Wall, a loud horn and a loud bell suddenly sounded!
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