The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

"Let me see, let me see!" Arecio leaned his head over, "Did he reply? Or is he sick? Hahahaha!"

Helgodon carried him on his back, and they were about to go to the depths of the mountains, the place where Bechymos slept. According to the military's intention, of course, a strong line of defense must be laid here.The saint has already put back on the cloak that once held the elf, and the silver light is still dyed on the cloak. A few sporadic elves are flying around them. Look at the interface of the communicator.

[The other party has disconnected. 】

Hahahahahaha!

Arecio was happy again.

Helgodon was so happy to see him, and was curious about what was on the communicator.He leaned his big head towards the saint, and Luzius immediately drove the griffin to distance himself from him, his disgust was beyond words.

Helgodon: "Wow" and cried.

Arecio touched that fluffy head, expressing that he could not care about like a neuropathy.He still lives with a psychopath every day, if he really cares about it, he will probably die of anger.

"Your frost wings are something that your father doesn't have, and Bechymos of the earth also has eight wings." Alessio said while touching, recalling the knowledge of gods he had heard thousands of years ago, " It should be that he gave you a pair of wings, and wants you to grow into a qualified guardian as soon as possible."

Helgodon pricked up his ears to listen, and after a while, he let out a soft "ow".

He had made a decision, not his own, but Helgodon's, the werewolf king.He wants to move the entire werewolf out of the conservation center and return to this ancestral snowy land, where they will run freely forever, guarding the gods while strengthening themselves to deal with all possible crises.

He told Aresio about this decision, and Aresio pondered for a while, reaching out as if wanting to touch his head, but this action stopped midway, and he patted the giant wolf's shoulder instead.

The former is to treat children, and the latter is to treat comrades in arms.

"If this is your decision, of course I will respect it." He said, his gratification was beyond words, "You have to shoulder most of the resistance yourself. Are you ready?"

The giant wolf responded with a deep roar.

"Yes." Arecio responded softly, "We will also help a little bit. The Dark Creature Alliance itself exists for this kind of time. You can do it with Zhen, and Lucy, Those who can help, I will also say hello here."

He jumped directly from the back of the huge wave, spread his bat wings, and flew towards the military convoy behind.He talked with Clawvenson in a certain car, focusing on the relocation of the werewolf, and when it was about to end, he made a request that Clawvensen didn't expect.

"Materials for the ceremony?" Clovenson was a little dazed, "This should not be military supplies, but if you gather similar materials, you should be able to build a venue... What do you want to do?"

From the corner of his eye, Alessio saw that the neuropathy was also following him. He continued the topic just now, and let the saint sit down beside him.

"Helgodon hopes that werewolves can stand on their own in the snowy region. He is already a big boy with such thoughts." Alessio reached out to the neuropathy, because the neuropathy is used to carrying small space items with him, so he put them Put it directly on the neuropathy.Needless to say, Luzius took out what Alessio wanted from the space container and put it in his hand.

The radiant translucent silver crown seems to be mixed with moonlight and wind and snow, and the animal teeth with irregular edges add a rough beauty to it.Clawson had seen this silver crown in the movie, so he stood up in shock.

"This...this is..."

"The Crown of the Werewolf King." Arecio said succinctly, "Lucius and I found it in the mine. Maybe this place was once a snowy land of werewolves thousands of years ago. Fortunately, this silver crown has not been destroyed. .”

The Sea of ​​Undead under the Emerald Inner Sea cannot be exposed at present, because Lucy does not have a full grasp of the ability there, and if it is exposed in advance, it may be targeted by others. It is a good excuse to find it in the mine. suspect.

"Fortunately, I found it. What a wonderful symbol..." He carefully held up the silver crown, looked it up and down, and then sighed, "This is a great encouragement for the entire werewolf tribe, and even all dark creatures."

Having said that, his expression suddenly became firm.

"Please rest assured! I will do my best to arrange the venue. Presumably Marshal Olsen will agree to send people to help! By the way, I have a request, can this ceremony..."

"You want to say 'external live broadcast'?" Arecio guessed what he was thinking, nodded simply, "I also mean that, it's not something that needs to be hidden, on the contrary, it's an honor, it's a new starting point. I just want to It can be regarded as an introduction to the current changes of dark creatures, only when they themselves become stronger, and only when the outside world's perception of them changes, can dark creatures truly move forward."

Clovenson nodded deeply, unable to agree more.

"Then, I'll go get ready and arrange everything before noon."

Alessio nodded and watched him leave, then turned his head and saw the psychopath looking at him with his face propped up.It was rare to see such a sloppy attitude from a hunter trained by the temple. Alessio took a second look, and then, the immunity to good looks that he had cultivated for a long time made him turn his eyes away.

"Why are you looking at me? Don't you go, go back and feed the cat."

"I just feel that you seem a little worried." Luzius said truthfully, "You seem to have changed your mind. You didn't care much about this kind of campaign."

Arecio did not refute, he did change his mind.

"Theo's a tough guy," he said. "If he wants to hit a target, and it's even secondary, he'll go and... change the whole environment around the target."

Ruzius' memory has not been fully recovered, and his understanding of Theo is limited to these few contacts, so when Alessio started to speak, he listened quietly.

"You mean, he will try to change the world's public opinion on dark creatures?"

Aresio nodded.

"Yes, this is something he is likely to do. Maybe you will think it is very difficult, but..." His expression was a bit heavy, "Dark creatures have enjoyed preferential treatment for too long, and they have nothing to do. Those The real thing is not in the hand at all."

"Political achievements, military achievements, scientific research and technology...all of them are good, but none of them."

"If, I mean, if, at an appropriate time, news of dark creatures wounding and killing people appears, and then someone will disclose the preferential treatment and social resources occupied by dark creatures...Of course, the premise of everything is that dark creatures The role in maintaining the balance of light and darkness has been shaken." He raised his head, looked at Luzius, and said softly, "The temple can even control the destruction of light, and it is not impossible to give them time."

Alessio was trying to make his thoughts close to Theo, he forced himself to think like this, this process was a bit disgusting to him, but he endured it.Because he is the one who is most familiar with Theo, he must predict possible movements for others, and then sound the alarm.

"The life of being cared and protected allows dark creatures to learn to look at the world innocently, but the world does not necessarily treat them innocently."

Aresio smiled.

"I would like to be the bird that announces the mourning, to warn them and persecute them. In the past ten years, I vowed to let them live like they used to be."

There are some things he can only say to the neuropathy, and he will feel more relaxed after saying this.Alessio is a little sorry for passing something on to the insanity. He was about to say something when the saint suddenly stood up. When he came to him, Alessio raised his eyes blankly. His eyes suddenly went dark. Half of the cloak of the saint had fallen on his head.

Then there was a hand stroking his hair, and the hand rubbed lightly twice, and then Alessio heard a voice.

"Good bird." The saint praised with a smile, "but you forgot one thing."

He pushed aside his cloak, then half-kneeled down, looking up at Aresio who was sitting.

He pointed to his head.

"You forgot, you have two heads, and one is here."

"You can use the head on your body to think about what to eat tomorrow, which brand of cat food and canned food to buy, how to educate those children... and then use the rest of my head here to think about Theo and the temple. "

Aresio stared at him blankly.

"There is only a little preparatory work that needs to be done. After all, there are two heads, and sometimes they don't communicate so well. You need to spend some time and explain everything about Theo in detail."

"But don't worry, most of the time, I don't need to say more, I can understand what you mean."

The saint tilted his head, and his platinum half-length hair gently slid to one side.

"For example now."

He unbuttoned his collar.

"You want to bite me, don't you?"

*****

Luzius got out of the vehicle of the military department, his collar had been tidied up, and he buttoned up his cuff with one hand to cover up the two bite marks on his wrist.Arecio went to find those children. If nothing happened, he would probably find a quiet place to draw new emojis.

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To make a moving picture, first stare blankly, then suddenly raise your ears, and finally show your small fangs happily.

Things backfired, and people from the military department hurriedly found him.

"Mr. Ruzius, I didn't dare to disturb you talking with His Highness Arecio in the car just now." He stood at attention and saluted, "Marshal Olsen has something to discuss with you, and you need to go over immediately."

Although Luzius was sorry, he vaguely guessed why the old marshal was looking for him, so he rushed there without much delay.The temporary camp had already been set up, and the old marshal stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the map of the northern front, when he heard the sound of him coming, he turned around.

"You're here." The old marshal spoke softly after waving all the soldiers away.

"Zhu Heng sent a new message."

"He suspects that the temple wants to create negative news about dark creatures."

At the same moment, in the temple headquarters, the black-haired researcher gently closed the door, and together with his colleagues, put the blood-stained hunter on the stretcher.After simple temporary treatment, a robot came and took the stretcher away.

The leading researcher held the baby, waved his hand in a good mood, and signaled that they could go to rest, and he could do the research alone.

The remaining researchers greeted him, then scattered in twos and threes.A researcher put one arm on the black-haired researcher's shoulder, and said familiarly, "Want to have a drink, Joe?"

The dark-haired researcher called "Joe" nodded with a smile and joked.

"I thought you were going to accompany your girlfriend. Why, haven't you finished working overtime for three consecutive months?"

The researcher immediately poured out bitter water.

"Well, she should be in the most leisurely department. She has nothing to do with printing internal publications. Who knows why she works overtime for so long and is still completely closed."

"The above meaning is of course beyond our guess."

"Oh, who said it wasn't."

The two walked shoulder to shoulder and went to the open entertainment center inside the temple. Qiao smiled on his face, but slightly lowered his eyes when he turned to the researcher.

He never forgot his mission.