At six o'clock in the morning, the Red Castle and the Princess Tower in Dragon City.

The crystal lamp exudes soft light, and there is a ceramic cup on the white round table. The coffee inside is already cold.

A slender white hand was pressed on the table. Its owner seemed to be in a sullen state, with five fingers spread out in a ray shape, looking strong and impatient.

Under the light, the fingertips were dotted with bright red nails, like five crystal blood-colored gems.

"Gavin Maris, I ask you to do your best to kill that man!"

"Oh, my dear sister, it's only six o'clock in the morning. Aren't beautiful girls supposed to be lying on velvet dreaming of knights and princesses?"

The lazy and casual voice of the Red Dragon Prince came from over there.

"Gavin, I'm talking to you about business!" Lacey said seriously.

"Oh, my dear sister, are you too attached to that person?" The tone on the other side was a little more serious, "To say the least, he is just one of the many subordinates at the foot of the red dragon.

There’s no need to be so nervous.”

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"He is a vassal of the Northern Alliance!" Lacey reminded.

"What's the difference? Don't forget, you are the chief of guards of the Northern Alliance and the person closest to Princess Aaliyah."

"I just want to remind you that he will be the biggest enemy of the Maris family in history!" Lacey's voice couldn't help but raise a bit.

There was silence for a while and he said, "To be honest, I don't think he has such ability. Even though he has just won a commendable victory, he is just a person without any family support and without any glorious history."

Country noble, so I think..." The other person paused and said in a stronger tone, "We should win over such a person and make him available to the Maris royal family instead of pushing him away."

"You don't understand the danger he's in..." Lacey sighed helplessly. She felt very powerless about her brother's brains. He inherited his father's rough and heroic spirit, but did not inherit his father's boldness and carefulness.

The tone on the other side became colder, "Compared with these, I think you should pay more attention to your reputation as the eldest princess of the royal clan. In the last war, you should not have made such a major mistake that put your father in a dilemma.

."

"What do you know!" Lacey grabbed the communicator, her knuckles turned white from excessive exertion, her body trembled slightly, and she suppressed her anger and said word by word, "One day, you will regret your contempt today.

Pay a heavy price!"

After saying that, she hung up the communication.

At 7:30 in the morning, on the border of Silver Claw Principality, the temporary headquarters of the Expeditionary Force in Da Da Town.

"Ding-deng-deng..."

In the winding mine, the sound of heels hitting the ground came from far to near.

Tungsten filament bulbs were hung on the stone wall. Due to unstable voltage, the light flickered on and off. A tall figure came out of the darkness, with slender and plump thighs alternately moving forward under a black and white lace skirt, revealing a section from time to time.

Breathtaking white snow.

This is a very good-looking woman, with a small face, delicate facial features, a bit of coolness between her eyebrows, a delicate and graceful appearance, and an extraordinary temperament.

She held the disc in one hand, her posture was very standard, and the horizontal surface of the disc was exactly the same as the corner of her eyes.

On the plate were a coffee pot, milk and sugar cubes, a fried egg, a slice of ham, and two hot steamed buns.

This is an abandoned mine, located at the top of the mine in Dada Town. The original mayor changed this place into the mayor's mansion, and the front is used as a rest room.

Due to the war recently, the master got up early, and the head maid prepared breakfast according to her usual schedule.

The iron door at the end of the passage was closed. The head maid stood at the door for a long time and did not hear any movement inside.

, he put the breakfast on the small table by the door, then knelt down and waited quietly for the master to wake up.

As a maid, she will not disturb her master's rest unless otherwise specified.

More than an hour later, at about nine o'clock in the morning, there was still no movement inside the iron gate. The head maid looked at the cold breakfast on the plate, and seemed to be thinking about whether to heat it or make a new one, when the footsteps of military boots suddenly sounded in the passage.

"Ding-deng-deng..."

A well-built female officer in military uniform walked over.

Seeing the head maid kneeling beside her, she couldn't help but say "Hey", turned her head to look at the closed iron door, and asked in a low voice, "He hasn't gotten up yet?"

"I thought you were in there."

The head maid's answer made the female officer blush slightly, "It can't always be me." She countered, "I thought you were in there."

The head maid looked calm. As a palace maid, attending to bedtime is one of the most basic jobs. There is nothing to be ashamed of. She answered seriously, "I went to bed very early last night."

In order to ensure enough energy to take care of the master, the maid usually goes to bed at nine o'clock in the evening and gets up at five o'clock the next morning.

After that, the two of them did not communicate anymore, and just stood quietly at the door.

After a while, about fifteen minutes, the female officer turned and left. As the commander of the regiment, she still had many things to deal with and could not stay here like a maid. She just came to say hello and help if necessary.

The commander-in-chief needs to solve the problem of anger in the morning. But now it seems that there is no need for it today.

After the female officer left, the head maid made another breakfast and continued waiting at the door.

But today the master slept extremely deeply, and there was no sound at all in the lounge.

Time passed quietly, and the head maid who made breakfast three times changed it to lunch, then lunch changed to dinner, and dinner changed to midnight snack.

The situation was a little abnormal. The master seemed to have been sleeping for too long. Before that, his schedule was very regular. The head maid was a little worried and called the female officer over.

"If you're worried, just knock on the door."

Seeing that the head maid was hesitant, the female officer approached the iron door and knocked twice.

There was still no movement inside. She glanced at the head maid, who nodded, and the former tapped harder and twice more.

"Tuk tuk..."

There was still no response inside, and he seemed to be sleeping deeply.

"Boom!"

The female officer increased her strength and knocked heavily on the door, but there was still no movement inside.

"What's going on?" The female officer's pretty face showed worry.

"Kick the door!" The head maid immediately made a decision, pulled the female officer away, then raised her long legs, blue light appeared on the heels, and kicked down hard.

"Clang!"

The iron door was kicked out of shape with such force that it slowly fell backwards.

What caught his eye was the master lying on the ground.

The two women's expressions changed and they quickly rushed into the house.

The person turned over with his eyes closed, as if he was in a coma. The two women quickly checked, one touched his nose and the other touched his chest.

"Breathing is normal..." "Heartbeat is normal..."

"Psychic vision." "Yeah!"

Blue light bloomed in the eyes of the two women, and the world turned into black and white. Countless tiny threads stretched out from the body surface and flowed to the palms of their hands.

Opening the palm of his hand, there is a copper pocket watch. The spiritual energy in Chen Xing's body is slowly flowing here. But it can be clearly felt that the spiritual energy does not stay in the pocket watch, but flows into the unknown space.

between.

The sight before them not only did not make them relax, but made them even more nervous.

There are various signs that Chen Xing is communicating with the undercurrent of time and space. But they dare not do anything, not even move Chen Xing's position.

They all have experience in communicating the undercurrent of time and space, and know that they cannot move their positions casually, otherwise the spatial coordinates will change, causing their consciousness to be lost in endless darkness.

Communicating the undercurrent of time and space is an extremely dangerous thing, and is usually completed within two or three hours. Not only did Chen Xing take much longer than normal, but looking at the situation just now, he seemed to have entered passively, and was in a state of complete loss of consciousness.

"You take care of it here, and I'll go out and watch it outside."

Xiang Caidi, who has rich social experience, quickly realized the seriousness of the problem. Once the news of Chen Xing's coma spread, it would be a disaster for the expeditionary force.

However, there is no airtight wall in this world, especially for some special beings.

[Invading the network...]

[The invasion was successful and the highest authority of the Northern Alliance Expeditionary Force's temporary military communication network has been obtained]

[This action violates the interests of the second authority. Should it be reported to the first authority?]

[Execution: Ignore message]

[Based on: The First Law of the Supreme Law, Group Survival]

…

I don't know how long it took before Chen Xing woke up.

When I opened my eyes, it was pitch black and I couldn't see my fingers.

"Crunch, crunch..."

There was a slight sound under my feet, as if I was standing on an old wooden board.

"This is where?"

Chen Xing had a thought in his mind and wanted to summon the torch goblin.

"Huh?"

For some reason, his consciousness was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response. It seemed that it was imprisoned by some kind of force, and the realm could not be opened.

He tried to stretch out his finger again and release fingertip lightning. The lightning did not shoot out as usual, and it also failed.

He gave up quickly, as if subconsciously, failure was normal.

In the darkness, he groped forward and felt the fabric, like another person's back.

He became more and more surprised, but it was too dark here to see anything.

He subconsciously groped up and down, trying to find something to draw light from. A ray of light overflowed from the collar on his chest, and when he took it out, he found a pocket watch that glowed with light.

With the help of low light, he could see clearly a few meters around him.

On the side is a wooden fence, which is badly decayed and covered with white mold spots.

There was a tattered wooden sign hanging on the fence, with a series of letters written crookedly on it.

The dead's Wharf

This place name is really weird.

He turned his head subconsciously and looked around. When he saw the situation clearly, he couldn't help but take a breath.

What he saw turned out to be rotting corpses. There were them in front of him and behind him, standing in a line, as if they were queuing up.

The corpse stood there, in a very high degree of decay, with its clothes riddled with holes, revealing the rotten flesh and blood inside.

Different from the living dead. The skin of the living dead is pale and smooth, without large areas of decay. They can feel that they are living creatures, but they are different from the living form of humans.
Chapter completed!