"Damn it! When can I leave this hellish place!" Losev stamped his feet hard, stepping down the snow frozen on the edges of his shoes, and then moved his numb toes, even though he had been in Cullenville for three years.

, but he is still not used to this ghost place.

Losev's home is in the Bena Forest Farm, which is the largest virgin forest in Dyliat, where countless towering winter cypresses grow.

Although it is closer to the endless ice fields in the north and has constant cold winds all year round, due to the obstruction of winter cypress, the winds encountered in the small town where he lives are actually not very strong. It is far unlike here in Cullenville, where there are no tall people.

Trees, cold and humid sea breeze are constantly blowing from the sea. Even if you are wearing thick clothes, these clothes will become extremely clammy due to the humid sea breeze, and have no effect on keeping out the cold.

He still remembered that there was an unlucky guy last year who thought he lived in Bernia and could withstand any cold weather, so he put on some clothes and ran outside to patrol. As a result, he only saw his frozen body the next day, and

His body was only a small mound away from the nearest barracks.

"Hold on for a few more years!" Markucci, a veteran who has been in Cullenville for almost five years, said casually, skillfully stuffing the Ackerman vanilla that arrived yesterday into his pipe, lighting it, and taking two puffs.

, then tightened the towel around his neck and continued walking forward.

"Markucci, weren't you able to apply for discharge or transfer from here the year before last? Why didn't you apply?" Losev quickly caught up with Markucci and couldn't help asking curiously.

"The current situation is so good, why should I apply to leave or be discharged?" Marcucci glanced at his young colleague, blew out a puff of cigarette, and asked.

"How is the situation here?" Losev looked at the veteran in front of him in surprise. It was incredible that he would make such a comment, so he retorted: "How is the situation here good? Being a soldier here, everyone

The monthly salary is the lowest in the country, and it’s a day’s walk from the nearest town. There’s no human habitation, and you just eat and die every day.”

"Isn't it bad to just eat and wait to die?" Makuch asked in return, and before Losev could answer, he continued: "Our daily task here is to patrol around this blood mist, and we don't have to patrol every day.

, according to shifts, each person only patrols twice a month, and the rest of the time is completely arranged by himself. Where can such a relaxing job be found? Although our salary is low, compared with our workload, we are better than the rest of the country.

Any soldier gets a high salary, and more importantly, we don’t need to risk our lives to earn this salary. If you want a high salary, go to the Bayman Patrol and go to the desert every day to fight with those Sasha soldiers.

The Vilsha thieves go back and forth, fighting for life and death. If you make one mistake, you will die in the desert. Is that what you want?"

Losev curled his lips and did not refute. He knew very well that what Makuch said was right. In fact, in the first year he came here, he also felt that it was quite good here. There was no danger, the tasks were light, and there were

He received a salary, but after staying here for two years, he felt that it was boring here. He felt that it was like a prison, and more importantly, he had no future here.

The reason why he was complaining during the patrol today was not for nothing, because before the patrol, he received a letter from a friend from the same hometown who was training at the same time. The other party had been promoted to sergeant chief because of his meritorious service, and

He was still just a patrolman, and more importantly, during training, his performance far exceeded that of his companions. Those who were in the same training group at that time thought that he would definitely become the first of that group to become an officer.

People, the result is like this, which makes people who leave the village and want to do something big feel extremely uncomfortable.

The two of them didn't speak anymore, and followed the established route, walking on the thick snow and around the edge of the Cullenville Blood Fog.

The army stationed in Cullenville has two brigades. Their task is very simple. They patrol Cullenville surrounded by blood mist every morning, noon and evening, and then record the changes in the blood mist. The task can be said to be extremely easy.

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At first, the officers stationed in the army took this task very seriously. Every patrol required a whole team of people to patrol. But later, they felt that it was completely unnecessary, so they divided the army into small teams, one team at a time, and one team at a time.

patrol, but now it has become two people patrolling once, which is completely perfunctory.

In fact, the above are very aware of this, but they have no intention of pursuing it. In their opinion, if it were not for the Queen's order, they would not have sent two brigades with so many people stationed here in Cullenville. At most, they would only establish

An observation post for ten people.

There is no doubt that such a place is a prison for people like Losev who hope to be promoted and build a career through meritorious service.

Markucci knew Losev's mentality very well, because he had this mentality back then. With this kind of mentality, you can only think clearly on your own, and other people's suggestions are of no use at all.

Although the pace of the two people was not fast, because they were silent all the way and walked with their heads down, they were still moving very fast. Unknowingly, they had patrolled a circle along the route and returned to the area near the barracks. When they climbed over a small hill,

They had all seen the barracks from a distance.

At this time, both of them thought of the stove in the barracks and the hot milk tea brewing on the stove. The chill in their bodies could not help but decrease a bit, and their steps became much faster.

"Hey!" Markucci suddenly stopped and looked towards the blood mist in the distance.

"What's wrong?" Losev also stopped and asked.

"The blood mist is a little different today." Marcucci frowned and said vaguely.

Markucci does not have any extraordinary power and cannot feel the changes in the blood mist. However, he has been patrolling back and forth in the past five years and is very curious about the blood mist. Moreover, he is the one who writes the blood mist record every time. Naturally, he is very interested in the blood mist.

The fog was very familiar, and just some slight changes made him feel something was abnormal.

"No? Isn't it still the blood mist?" Losev also looked at the blood mist and didn't see anything unusual. Then he turned to look at his colleagues with a worried look on his face and said, "Are you also with the old man?"

Is it the same as Barenck?”

Old Barenque can be said to be the biggest incident in the Cullenville garrison. He was also one of the patrol soldiers. One day he claimed that he heard something talking to him in the blood mist. At that time, no one paid attention to it.

, because after staying here for a long time, people will always chatter, but then Barenque secretly preached in the military camp, established a mysterious Blood Mist Church, and then when the military officials became aware of this matter, he led

Those soldiers who were bewitched by him robbed the weapons depot, kidnapped more than fifty other soldiers, and fled into the blood mist, never to come out again.

Because of this incident, all the officers in the Cullenville garrison were sent to a military court, and each of the remaining soldiers had to be examined by some mysterious people. In short, the entire military camp was filled with panic during that time.

"Fart, stop spreading rumors to me! This will kill people." Upon hearing this, Markucci immediately yelled angrily at his colleagues.

Losev also knew that he had said the wrong thing and made an apologetic gesture towards Markucci.

Markucci said nothing more and continued walking into the military camp. Although he was worried that he would be regarded as Old Barenque, he still looked in the direction of the blood mist, because he did feel something abnormal in the blood mist at this moment.

Soon the two returned to the camp and handed over the task. The officer in charge of handing over the task asked about the situation as usual. The two looked at each other. Neither of them said anything about the conversation just now. They just followed the previous practice.

, responded, everything is normal.

The officer didn't notice anything unusual, or he was just doing a routine job, so he casually stamped a stamp on the task list, motioned for the two of them to sign, and let them leave.

The two people who left the office returned to the house where they lived. As soon as they opened the door, they heard the shouts of a group of people in the house asking them to close the door quickly. The familiar shouts and the hot air in the house made them stand in the snow just now.

People who had been walking for more than two hours couldn't help but relax. Then they closed the door amidst the yelling, took off their heavy coats and cotton-padded clothes, took their own cups, walked to the stove, poured a cup of hot milk tea, and drank it.

, while listening to the soldiers in the room talking.

"Those two women are definitely the most beautiful women I have ever seen!" one of the soldiers swore.

Another soldier joked with a look of disbelief: "You have been here for more than five years, and the only woman you have seen is the aunt who delivers vegetables once a month. You will find any woman who is at least a little better-looking to be very beautiful.

Maybe in another year, that aunt will be the most beautiful woman in your eyes."

"Fart!" the soldier responded angrily: "I'm not like you, who will go up to you as long as you're a woman!"

"Did you just say that they went into the warehouse?" At this time, the dormitory leader in charge of military discipline in this room asked everyone not to change the subject, and continued to ask what he had just interrupted.

"Yes!" The soldier who was asked immediately nodded and recalled: "The guy who went in first was the guy wearing knight armor." As he said that, he habitually changed the topic to a side road and said: "That guy

He is really tall, and he is wearing the most gorgeous and beautiful knight armor I have ever seen, even more beautiful than the ceremonial armor worn by gentlemen."

"Okay! Let's get back to the topic." The dormitory leader clapped his hands vigorously and asked, "What happened after that? What happened after that?"

"After that, there seemed to be some strange noises in the room, but they passed quickly," the soldier continued to answer: "Then the knight opened the door again and let the two women in. After a while, they walked out and went to

Went over there to the blood mist."

"Is it the new investigation team?" Marcucci thought of the changed blood mist he saw at this time, and couldn't help asking: "Have they entered the blood mist?"

"Yes, they are the new investigation team." The soldier nodded, and then said with a look of regret: "It's a pity that those two beautiful women may not be able to get out."

"How is the warehouse now?" the warehouse manager asked again.

The soldier shrugged and said, "What else can we do? Isn't it still like that? Those three people didn't close the door after they left. Although some people say that the warehouse must be fine, we don't dare to get close."

"Didn't you report this matter to your superiors?" the dormitory chief frowned and asked again.

"Others don't know, but I don't dare to report it," the soldier shook his head and said, "What if I go to report it and those guys ask me to go to the warehouse to take a look? I don't want to become a madman and put my own

The skin was peeled off."

Just as they were talking, everyone felt the ground suddenly shake, and then heard a loud noise in the air. They were all stunned by the sudden appearance, but some people soon woke up.

And without bothering to put on warm clothes, he ran outside and looked towards the sky. At this time, the soldiers in other buildings in the military camp were also shocked by the movement just now, and rushed out to check the situation. As a result, they all

They saw a scene that shocked them.

I saw that half of the wizard tower in the blood mist in the distance had now recovered. The straight and towering tower directly penetrated the blockade of the blood mist and penetrated into the thick clouds in the sky.

However, before they could understand what was going on, they saw a dazzling silver-blue light suddenly burst out from the clouds where the Wizard Tower was located, and then all the clouds around the Wizard Tower seemed to be blown by an invisible big hand.

As if being pushed, it rolled around, revealing a huge hollow, with the restored half of the wizard's tower right in the middle of the hollow.

Although the hole is very far away from the military camp, they can still see the starry sky through the hole that they have not seen for a long time.

"This is because of the investigation team that went in before..." A soldier suddenly asked.

But before he could say anything, he heard some people shouting in panic at the edge of the military camp facing the city of Cullenville in the distance. Then he saw many people running quickly in the direction away from Cullenville. Although

The soldiers present didn't understand what was going on, but they also started running.

Although some people wanted to follow, they did not wear enough clothes to keep out the cold and ran back to their dormitories to get dressed.

When an abnormal situation occurred, Markucci also ran out with others to check the situation, but he was smarter. He picked up the coat he had just taken off and put it on his body. Losev, who was about to go out like this, saw this

The situation has also put on a coat.

So when everyone ran out without knowing what was going on, neither of them ran back to put on clothes, and because they had entered from the outside before, their bodies quickly adapted to the cold outside, and their running speed was much faster.

, and soon caught up with the people at the front.

Just when they wanted to ask what happened, they saw those people looking behind them. They also looked over and were immediately stunned. It turned out that the blood mist of Cullenville was spreading rapidly outward at this moment and had already advanced.
Chapter completed!