Reckless Through The New World

On the deck of the **** scimitar warship, two corpses were lying horizontally and vertically.

There is a huge difference in the identities of the two before their lives. One is a second-level wizard who is aloof, and the other is a senior sailor who is only equivalent to the level of a knight commander. But in the face of death, there is no difference between them.

Panda's eyes swept across the two corpses lightly, and then fell on the captain of the **** scimitar warship.

"What are you here for?" he asked. "A thousand miles to send people's heads?"

It was a little funny, but the captain couldn't laugh at all.

"Lord Gary Mutt will occasionally lead a group of people to patrol the route from the Wasteland Continent to the Blackland Continent." He explained timidly, "In order to combat the recruitment of other organizations, we will look for some talents by the way."

"Looking for talents?" Panda frowned, "Four more people have been killed, so what kind of search for talents is this?"

"...It's just by the way." The captain said with a dry smile, "Our Scimitar Association's reserve talents are mainly cultivated by ourselves. These outsiders, their families are not under our control, and there is no guarantee of loyalty. If you can be selected this time, it is estimated that you will be eliminated later."

Panda didn't say anything, but frowned even more.

"What are you going to do next?" the captain of the Black Griffin suddenly asked, "The wizard is dead, you are afraid that you will not be able to go back?"

The captain of the **** scimitar warship suddenly became very bitter, and he knew that what the other party said was the truth.

In the various organizations of the Black Earth Continent, the status of wizards is paramount. A group of people executes a certain plan, the subordinates die, the wizard comes back alive, this is no problem; the wizard dies, the subordinates come back alive, then the problem is big!

If they go back, the leader of the organization will definitely ask: The powerful second-level wizards are dead, how did you weak chickens survive?

It doesn't really matter how they answer.

If the leader is dead and the subordinates are alive, the outcome of these subordinates is already doomed.

Nothing more than... Die happily, or die unhappily; die by yourself, or die with your whole family.

That's all.

This truth, the sailors of the **** scimitar warship all know. So they sighed suddenly, almost everyone sat down on the deck, and no one could cheer up.

Panda frowned again and asked, "Aren't you going to run away?"

"Escape?" The captain smiled bitterly. "There are many witchcraft engravings on the flying boat, and we will be found wherever we escape."

"How about escaping to the wasteland, and then scuttling the ship, disguised as a wreck?" Panda asked.

"What can kill a second-level wizard in the wasteland continent?" the captain asked.

"If you want me to tell you, you might as well go to the opposite side." The chief mate of the Black Griffin suddenly said, "Everyone is dead. If you go to the opposite side, even if you die, you can pretend to be attacked by the opposite side... a second-level wizard. It is of course impossible to die in the wasteland continent. But if it is attacked by the opposite side and the entire army is wiped out, it will not be surprising at all."

The eyes of the captain of the **** scimitar warship lit up, the sullen look on his face quickly disappeared, and he lowered his head and pondered.

Panda was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and asked, "What exactly does that 'opposite' refer to?"

"Sir, we are talking about an organization that appeared not long ago." The first mate replied respectfully, "They are powerful, indifferent, and have shown a completely uncooperative and hostile attitude towards all organizations. Not sure exactly where they came from, so we often call them 'the opposite'."

Panda nodded and asked, "Then what are the characteristics of this organization...?"

"Characteristics?" The first mate thought for a moment and replied, "There are probably two main characteristics, the first is good looks, both men and women are beautiful; the second is all bloodline, there is no element or curse at all. kind."

Panda asked curiously: "It's all bloodline? That means they don't have much long-range attack ability, right? Shouldn't such an opponent be easy to deal with?"

"They are indeed not good at long-range attacks, but there are many of them." The first officer sighed, "Moreover, they are not afraid of death."

There are many people, and they are not afraid of death. It is indeed very scary.

Panda imagined it, and immediately understood.

"How many of them are there?" he couldn't help asking.

"I participated in a battle with them once." The chief mate replied with a look of horror and fear on his face. "At that time, we assembled about 300 wizards and nearly 10,000 knights. In a big battle, we fought a lot. About ten days."

"In the beginning, we felt like we were hitting a target, and we could kill several by just attacking. But as time passed, our strength gradually depleted, so did the magic power of the wizards, and even the witchcraft institutions lost their power. Slowly worn out and exhausted. But their numbers are still endless, always rushing in like a tide..."

He sighed deeply, shook his head, and said, "I still don't understand, where did so many bloodline wizards come from? Although they are not strong, there are too many!"

"Too many! I killed about a dozen or so alone, some powerful wizards, maybe tens of thousands. But until our defense line was broken and the army was scattered and fled, they were still there. There is a steady stream of rushing, and it doesn't seem to be any different from the beginning."

Panda frowned, the number of that organization is so huge?

He is very confident in his own strength, but no matter how confident he is, he does not think that he can defeat three hundred wizards and nearly ten thousand knights, not to mention that the opponent still has a pre-arranged position.

In the face of such an enemy, even he can only choose to detour.

But that strange organization, relying on countless people, just used the simplest human sea tactics, one after another, and it took ten days to defeat such a force, occupy and destroy the position.

This organization is simply terrifyingly powerful!

Then, he couldn't help but think of Aaron again.

Among the traversers, Aaron is the best at "human sea tactics". Back then in the Iron Chain Fortress, he defeated the Thracian army with "human sea tactics".

It's just... Aaron's "human sea tactics" used synthetic beasts, not humans.

Also, handsome men and women, that's not Aaron's style.

(Could it be... Aaron's seal was undone, but he himself did not wake up. For example, he was controlled by a wizard. And the results of his research fell into the hands of the wizard and were used by the other party to create This weird bloodline legion?)

Panda frowned, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was reasonable...