612 Beacon Fire

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On the edge of the giant wood crossing area, Soldrin and his steel ranger warriors are approaching a small town.

The multi-purpose combat vehicle the advance team was riding in stopped outside the town. These sturdy steel vehicles temporarily acted as shield generators and energy stations, building a temporary stronghold on a rocky high ground outside the town. The famous Ranger soldier climbed on top of the chariot, turned towards the town, and pressed a certain mechanism on the side of the closed helmet with his hand.

The crystal goggles inlaid on the helmet visor were activated by magic, and first turned red. The warrior glanced at the town with the vision of detecting magic, and then the goggles switched to blue - the new addition to the second-generation goggles. In order to improve the user's vision, many details in the town are immediately presented to the observer's eyes.

After a short observation, a slightly dull voice came from the Ranger's helmet: "Sir, there are cluster infected people wandering in the town, and there are obvious magical reactions everywhere."

"The whole town has been infected..." Soldering's face was gloomy, "It seems that we have entered the infection zone and cannot continue to move forward."

"I haven't found any traces of the Eastern Frontier Army and the Kingdom Army along the way..." the Ranger soldier said, "Will they be all over?"

"...There is no way to be sure. Although the noble army has low combat strength, at least there are a large number of extraordinary people sitting in the town, and it is not so easy to wipe out the entire army," Solderling said in a deep voice, "Maybe they gave up all the wilderness areas, Relying on the big city to stick to it, and maybe still fighting with the cluster infected people further north..."

He talked about his analysis, but he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

As a high-level ranger, and a high-level ranger who has experienced the great development seven hundred years ago, he still feels extremely difficult when faced with the situation in front of him.

The strange "God's Sin pollution" and the huge number of cluster infected people hindered the intelligence collection work, even with the elite and powerful steel rangers, he could not determine what the situation was in the deeper part of the pollution area.

This is different from 700 years ago. 700 years ago, human beings fought in wasteland. Generally speaking, there is no need to consider whether there are reinforcements or safe areas in the wasteland ahead, because in the end, it will basically develop into a reckless one. Bo - if you are too reckless, you will live, if you are too reckless, the entire army will be annihilated. There is no other route ahead, and the magic tide that is pressing behind will not give people room to think, but here... the situation is much more complicated.

Soldrin was analyzing the intelligence gathered in recent days, while several other Ranger fighters were still observing the situation in the town: this was the first time they had witnessed a large number of crystals in a non-encounter situation. The sight of clusters of infected gathered together,

This is a good opportunity to observe the regularity of their activity.

Soon, the fighters discovered something concerning.

"Sir, these 'monsters'...seem to be organized."

Soldering was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned on Falcon Vision (the elf-type eagle eye technique) and looked in the direction of the town.

As the warriors saw, the cluster infected...organized.

They are not wandering aimlessly, but are moving in an organized manner, with some extraordinarily tall individuals directing them. Soldrin saw the sight of those "monsters" working together to carry things in groups of three and five. When it came to the scene where they were patrolling and sentrying all over the town, and such a scene...was not observed in the previous encounters in the wild.

Solderin frowned and slowly recalled more details: Although the previous encounters in the wild were all melee, the organization of the cluster infected seems to be traceable.

They do have coordination and a certain level of command when attacking.

They...seem to retain a certain ability to think?

If that's the case, it's even worse - they can think, but their cognition is completely alienated, which means they're not just monsters that have lost their minds after being infected.

These cluster infected... an army.

While thinking about it, a new change suddenly appeared in the situation in the distant town.

Soldering saw the cluster of infected people gathered on the west side of the town inexplicably agitated, and then several extraordinarily tall cluster giants appeared in his field of vision, and those cluster giants quickly assembled a large-scale group. The team left the town and rushed to the northwest.

Driven by curiosity, Soldrin looked in the direction of the cluster infected people. At the end of his vision, he saw a rising smoke and a flash of magic power.

A fight broke out over there.

"There may be survivors - get in the car!"

...

When dusk fell, the towering southern portal finally appeared in sight.

Belk stopped in the wilderness, and in the warm spring wind he looked out at the rolling hills to the south, and the majestic fortress that stood proudly among them.

A mottled horse stopped uneasily beside him, scratching the ground with its hooves.

This horse was "picked up" by him on the road. The owner of the horse may have fled, leaving only this poor beast wandering in the wilderness. Of course, it is incomparable with Belk's once beloved horse, or even in the army. Any of the warhorses, but in any case, it helped a lot in the second half of the difficult trek and shortened the journey considerably.

Perhaps finally seeing the end of the journey, Belk suddenly felt much more relaxed. He patted the variegated horse on the neck with a smile, and said lightly: "Your credit is great - almost worthy of a knighthood."

The variegated horse snorted and shook its neck slightly.

Belk nodded in a good mood, then turned on his horse, and controlled the temporary travel companion who could not speak, and continued to advance towards the fortress in the distance.

He knew that he was passing by the edge of the territory of the Count of Pompeii, but he did not intend to meet the nobleman of the plains, nor even to stop and rest in any nearby villages and towns - on the one hand, to save time and minimize twists and turns , on the other hand because he really doesn't feel tired.

Although he has been trekking in the wilderness for more than ten days, and although he has hardly rested, he does not feel tired.

He only vaguely remembered that he had been tired - but that seemed to have been a long time ago.

The variegated horses trotted in the flatter moor, the comforting wind blowing in his face lifted Berke's spirit, and a strange anticipation and a pleasant feeling came to him and made him feel relieved. Looking at the towering city wall of the rock fortress getting closer and closer, the young marquis began to plan the follow-up in his mind——

First of all, he has to pass through the rock fortress and enter the rock city. He has to tell Sir Walder what happened at the giant wood crossing, and ask him to help warn the rulers of the south, the giant wood crossing, Solinburg, Solinburg...

A look of confusion suddenly flashed in Belk's eyes.

What happened at the giant wood crossing? What happened to Solimborg?

He was in a trance for a moment, but this brief trance was quickly ignored. He suddenly didn't care what he was going to warn about. He only remembered that his mission was to go to the southern border, to warn, to deliver important news, and he His identity and the importance of the message he conveyed, he would undoubtedly be personally received by Duke Gawain Cecil...

This strong thought kept rising, and waves hit Belk's thoughts, but suddenly, a scene appeared in his increasingly trance-like consciousness.

A pair of eyes, a pair of bright eyes flashed in his mind.

Those eyes...somewhat familiar.

In this brief moment, Belk suddenly woke up.

He felt that his heart was pounding, his breathing was rapid, sweat was falling down his neck, and a lot of messy and broken memory images were quickly reorganizing in his mind, but it was difficult to form an accurate impression, even giving him a splitting headache. In this terrifying state, he suddenly felt a burst of heat in his chest.

Belk put his hand into his arms subconsciously and touched something that was constantly heating up—it was a small talisman, the talisman of the God of War.

This powerful talisman, which has received the highest level of blessings, possesses various curing magic, and can enlighten the wearer's spirituality, is releasing more and more heat, and along with the heat, there are also waves of tidal waves. Strength, Belk held the talisman in a daze, only feeling that his brain was constantly being washed and reshaped by it, and his messy and broken memories were finally reassembled one by one.

He recalled the thick fog of Solimburg, the mutation of the giant wood crossing, and the owner of those eyes.

At the end of all the memories, he heard the last word that the prince to whom he had sworn allegiance said to him:

"run."

With a loud bang in his mind, Belk completely woke up and realized how weird he had been for so many days——

He's here driven by a certain obsession - but that obsession didn't come of his own accord.

He actively or passively avoided all smoke along the way - as if trying to avoid being disturbed or blocked by anyone.

He managed to escape from the most polluted area—almost without any pursuit.

He is being controlled.

Belk jerked on the reins, stopping the variegated horse.

He raised his head and glanced at the rock fortress in the distance, and suddenly felt that illusory expectations and impulses appeared in his mind again, but this time, he forcibly suppressed those thoughts that did not belong to him.

He rolled over and dismounted, holding the God of War Amulet tightly in his hand, and the sharp edge of the amulet pierced his palm—at the same time as the blood was gushing out, he saw the little sparks emerging from the blood.

It was a flash of some kind of crystalline particle in the sunlight.

At this moment, Belk finally realized that he had become a source of infection, using the body of a high-level powerhouse as a container, completely disguised as a human being, the most dangerous source of infection.

The heat of the God of War Amulet began to subside, and the power stored in the amulet gradually dried up. He felt that his sober consciousness was shaken again, and those forcibly suppressed and heterogeneous thoughts were trying to regain the dominance of this body.

He raised his head and looked at the rock fortress in the distance. In the difficult thinking, only one thought was very clear: it must be... warned.

Time to wake up is running out.

Belk looked around, then pulled out his family long sword.

He came to a nearby boulder, raised his long sword, the tip of the sword slid across the stone, and the debris flew—

"The giant wood crossing is shrouded in plague, His Royal Highness Edmund has been controlled by a curse, and the Eastern Frontier Corps may have been wiped out...

"The main polluted areas are concentrated in...

"Beware of plague carriers disguised as humans - they are characterized by crystals in their blood."

The long sword hung down, and Belk looked at the handwriting he left with a little pride in his heart.

Although he passed through the giant wood crossing in a state of confusion, he still remembered the areas where the cluster giants mainly occupied. This information... may be useful.

After doing all this, he turned around and glanced at the towering high wall of the rock fortress, then withdrew his gaze and smiled at the mottled horse that accompanied him on the last leg of his journey—

"run."

In front of the sudden pressure, the variegated horse let out a loud neigh, turned and ran into the distance.

Belk took a breath, leaned his long sword on the ground, supported his body, stood up straight, and looked in the direction of the east.

"It's so far..."

Two seconds later, a huge pillar of magical flame that could be clearly seen from the rock fortress rose into the sky, illuminating half of the sky.