Chapter 282 Enemy Attack

The Magic Valley is located between Garros and the Whispering Forest. From Garros to the north, about forty minutes later, you will be able to see a low forest. Along the edge of this low forest, further about A few kilometers away, you can see this rich and beautiful valley.

However, now the owner of the Demon-Slaying Valley has changed from the Emerald Tower to the Nest of Shadows. /

Under the winding mountains, among the green grass, there is a patch of mottled brown. Panting and yelling are constantly coming from the cave, along with the boring sound of "dang, dang, dang," adding to the Demon Slaughter Valley. It's a bit cruel. From time to time, several mine carts are pulled out of the cave entrance. The carts are loaded with heavy black ore. Even in the Kingdom of Flan, whose mining technology is seriously backward, this is the most primitive way, dragging it with human power. Minecarts transport ore.

"Hurry up, you damn lazy guys, you are lazy and eat all day long. Can't you be fed by five coppers a day? It's hard to drag so much ore, do you want me to use a whip to make you sober? ?" Several supervisors were walking back and forth at the entrance of the cave, waving the whips in their hands and making a "crack" sound. They were all low-level members of the Shadow Nest. They had comfortable tents and relaxed patrols. Naturally, it was not their turn. Those were the core members. The treatment of members is that low-level members like them, who have joined Ranwen Novel Network for less than three years, can only accompany a group of slaves in the hot sun. Their only privilege is probably to play with the whip in their hands. .

The slaves with sallow faces and skinny muscles struggled to drag the mine carts, and drops of yellow sweat dripped on the green grass. Further away, several simple temporary furnaces were built. The order they received was to In the shortest time, the most mithril ores can be smelted into mithril ingots.

Ronald is forty-five years old. His early escape career caused him to lose an eye, but Ronald has never regretted it, because in exchange for this eye, he gained control of the entire Nest of Shadows. Now he is Standing on a sentry tower, looking down at the entire Demon-Slaying Valley with his only eye, slaves fell on the roadside from time to time under the torment of the scorching sun and whips, some struggled to get up, and some never got up again. However, Ronald has been watching all this coldly. For him, slaves are just consumables. Their value is not even as good as a piece of smelted mithril ingot. The only trouble is probably that If too many slaves die, it will only delay the mining process.

"The recent production is still not ideal. I think we have to buy another batch of slaves. Well, the number of overseers should also be increased. These freeloaders are too lazy. They need more whips to greet them... ..." Although he was complaining, his tone revealed an unconcealable sense of pride.

No wonder Ronald is proud...

As early as ten years ago, he had the ambition to expand the Shadow Nest, but it was restricted by the barren land. It was not until the Demon Slayer Valley was captured two months ago that he finally had enough capital. , the huge output of mithril ore has brought terrible profits to the Nest of Shadows. Maybe soon, he will have an elite combat force armed to the teeth. By that time, what will Garros mean? My ambition, Ronald, is to expand the power of the Nest of Shadows to the entire Kingdom of France. Even if His Majesty the King passes through my sphere of influence, he must pay a protection fee...

"Ronald, don't be too happy too early. The real crisis is far from coming. You need to be ready to fight..." Standing next to Ronald was an old man with an old voice. He was wearing a uniform. A black robe, with the hood pulled up high, completely covering the face. Only under the shadow of the hood, a pair of eyes flashed with sharp light from time to time...

"Haha, my old friend, you are too careful..." Ronald's laughter spread far away, and his one eye was full of contentment: "If it were the Emerald Tower two months ago, I might They will still be worried, but now, they no longer have this qualification. Greg is already a loser. Even when we burned down the Emerald Tower, he did not dare to crawl out of his turtle shell. You know, I My old friend, the fat man is already afraid, haha, he is afraid, he is afraid of the power of the Nest of Shadows, and he is even more afraid of our powerful ally!"

"The magician of the Emerald Tower. Gray is not the only one..."

"Magician? Are you kidding? My old friend. Don't you always tell me that in the magical world, level is everything. A big magician can easily kill dozens of magicians. Now we The Nest of Shadows now has a great mage like you. Unless Grean regains the power of his heyday, who else will be your opponent in the entire Emerald Tower?"

"Hmph. Greg? So what if he regains his strength? It's not him I'm really worried about..."

"Oh?" Ronald was startled. There was a bit of surprise in his one eye: "Is there another great mage in the Emerald Tower besides Greg? My old friend. Can you

joke. If there really is such a person. I'm afraid we have no chance to win)]+, right? "

"I don't know if that person is the Great Mage. But one thing I'm sure of. If that person is there when we attack the Demon Slaying Valley, even if we can really take down the Demon Slaying Valley, I'm afraid we won't. Pay a heavy price..."

"Is there really such a person?"

"kindness……"

The old man's voice was very soft, but for some reason, Ronald always felt that his old friend's voice always sounded a little sinister.

"His name is Feyre."

"Ah?" The sinister voice fell into his ears. Ronald was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly burst into loud laughter: "Hahahaha... Oh my god, who did I think you were talking about? So you are talking about the pharmacist in the Emerald Tower? Don't be kidding, my old friend, yes, I admit that this pharmacist is very powerful. At a young age, he can prepare arcane potions and wild potions. But so what, after all, he is only twenty years old. Even if he started learning magic as soon as he was born, he is still as powerful as a wizard at most. With your power, you can turn him into ashes with just a few clicks of your fingers. , I said, what has happened to you recently? When you encounter a little setback, you start to become timid. Even a boy in his twenties is afraid of you..."

Ronald's words were very rude, especially the last sentence, which was simply naked sarcasm. However, the old man seemed not to hear it at all. He just stared at the mountains in the distance with his eyes. After a long while, , and then sighed slightly: "Ronald, you have never seen that Feyre, you have no idea how scary he is. If it were another magician, I might tell you, no problem, he is not mine. Opponent, but this Ferre is really different, I am not sure, I am not sure at all..."

"Why?" "Why?" The old man suddenly laughed, but this laughter was indeed a little sad, hoarse and dry, just like the sound made when two pieces of glass are rubbed against each other: "Do you know, in When this Ferre was only an eighth-level magician, he could already resist my mental suppression. Do you dare to imagine? An eighth-level magician could resist the mental suppression of a great wizard. Ronald, you If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you can't imagine how terrifying he is..."

"No need to say it!" Perhaps because the old man's words were too direct, Ronald's voice sounded a little rough. He tightly grasped the edge of the sentry tower with one hand, and his eyes fell on the rolling mountains, where , is the only way to enter the Demon-Slaying Valley: "Even if it's true as you said, that Feyre can compete with a great magician, but so what? Do you think the Emerald Tower still has the courage to come back to slaughter again?" Demon Valley, do you think they really have the ability to take back Demon Slaughter Valley? I, Rona, am not just telling the truth. If the Emerald Tower dares to come to Demon Slaughter Valley again, I will eat this sentry tower... Damn it! "

Before Ronald could finish his words, his eyes suddenly froze, and then he blurted out a curse word.

Because he clearly saw a cloud of dust and smoke rising above the rolling mountains in the distance. With many years of experience, Ronald could tell at a glance that this was definitely a team of thousands of people. Damn it. , this is simply a ghost. A team of thousands of people came to the Demon-Slaying Valley. Don't they know that this is the Nest of Shadows, and breaking in without invitation is tantamount to provocation and declaration of war?

"Is it the Emerald Tower?" As soon as this idea came to his mind, Ronald quickly rejected it. Of course, this was not because he wanted to eat the tower, but because he believed that UU reading www.uukanｓhu.net The Emerald Tower cannot bring out so many people. Look at this terrifying number of people. You can even think of it with your heels. This is definitely not something that the Emerald Tower can dispatch...

Not to mention the Emerald Tower, none of the forces in Garros can dispatch so many people.

Unless, they come together...

Thousands of thoughts passed through Ronald's mind. He no longer bothered to distinguish which one was the most likely. He quickly put a hand into his arms, took out a magic beacon, and pulled After turning on the fuse on the magic beacon, a red flame shot up into the sky.

"Bang!" Red flames exploded in the sky, and in an instant, a dazzling red light illuminated most of the Demon Slaying Valley.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, you bastards, get out of here and get ready to fight!" Ronald shouted at the top of his lungs, which came from the sentry tower. A large number of members of the Shadow Nest were coming out of the tent one after another. When they came out, most of them looked confused and confused, and some even whispered: "Damn, what an attack in broad daylight..."

Then, they saw a brilliant fire.