Chapter 1274

"Enough! They are just a group of people at the bottom who are divorced from the ruling system. How can they know such secret things."

Just when the female darente began to try to brutally invade the captive's spiritual world and try to forcibly read the memory, the boy finally spoke to stop the other party's further behavior.

Because it makes no sense!

If thirteen supported puppets are released, some kind of agreement is really reached secretly, and it is impossible for such figures to know.

"Commander, I think this matter is very serious. We must investigate it before we can take the next action." the female darente threw the dull eyed prisoner aside with a serious expression on her face.

The boy nodded thoughtfully, "what you said is reasonable. We need to find out how the enemy suddenly collapsed a complete expeditionary army overnight. By the way, have the survivors stabilized now? Haven't they provided useful information?"

"I'm sorry! They don't know what happened. They only know that the garrison was suddenly surrounded by thousands of enemies, and the gate was broken down. The only thing they can do is to constantly flee to inaccessible places." the female subordinate explained quickly.

In fact, at present, the whole expeditionary army is in a state of ignorance, and even most people can't understand why the expeditionary army has been directly uprooted.

You should know that the darente expeditionary army is not a backward army that relies on primitive means to transmit information and orders. Almost one caster in every 50 people is specially responsible for transmitting the orders issued by the superior and transmitting the information collected by himself.

In terms of information transmission, their efficiency is much higher than that of some technologically developed civilizations.

In theory, unless a large number of troops are quietly concentrated to carry out an all-round and covering attack on the garrison of the expeditionary army with more than 100000 people, especially to break the magic barrier at the first time, the news will be transmitted, and finally every member of the expeditionary army will know what he has encountered.

But what's interesting now is that the news obviously didn't pass out and was cut off at some link.

Thinking of this, the boy touched his chin with one hand and gently tapped the armrest of the seat with the other hand. After about two or three minutes, he said with a smile: "in that case, why don't we hide first and use the identity of these prisoners to explore their world? If I remember correctly, the Legion should have a group of deformers on standby."

"Deformer?!"

The female darente's face changed slightly.

The deformer in the expeditionary army is not a magical force, nor a member of the darente, but a special race absorbed into the system.

They are the few remaining aborigines on the planet Mocha, with incredible deformation ability.

As long as some hidden preconditions are met, they can not only become the appearance of any creature, but also copy each other's spirit, thought and soul, so that they can see no flaws from the inside out.

In short, it is a perfect camouflage, even the closest people can distinguish it!

"That's right! Shapeshifter! I'm curious about the changes that have taken place in the whole world in the years of transmission interruption. In particular, what are the 13 traitors willing to take such huge risks for? You should understand that changes never happen casually, and there are often some motives behind them."

When he said this, the boy's eyes twinkled with maturity and depth that were completely incompatible with his age.

"I see! I'll summon the leader of the shapeshifter at once!" the female darente made a salute, then turned and walked out.

Although she forced herself to remain calm, her two slightly trembling legs betrayed her true feelings.

Anyone who knows these deformers will not like them, and even boundless fear will emerge in his heart every time he thinks of them.

Seeing his subordinate's disappearing back, the boy finally stood up slowly from his seat, walked to a young man who looked 18 or 19 years old and had short blond hair, pressed his right index finger on each other's forehead and whispered: "Your eyes are my eyes, your ears are my ears, and your thoughts are my thoughts. In the supreme name of magic! I declare that your soul and body will be dominated by my will."

Next second

The young man jumped up from the ground, shaking uncontrollably all over.

After a while, when the shaking gradually calmed down, he finally opened his eyes, turned up his mouth slightly, and said to himself in a very awkward tone: "it's so simple! I thought I needed to struggle to control this body perfectly, but who knows that he didn't even have the courage to resist, which saved a lot of effort."

The voice just fell!

The boy standing next to him also opened his eyes and retreated to the cold seat. The whole man seemed to be in meditation.

But as long as you pay attention to the dull eyes in the pupils, it is not difficult to judge that consciousness has left the body.

The soldier who stood by and saw the whole process from beginning to end finally couldn't help asking: "commander, don't you want..."

"Ah! Yes! I need to go to their world with the deformers."

Having completely occupied the young body, the boy grinned and his face was full of excitement and expectation.

In his eyes, conquering the world is just a game, a test of his knowledge learned in the past 12 years and his mastery of magical power.

Whether he wins or not is not important. What matters is his means, mind and potential in this process.

Unfortunately, no one in the expedition knew this.

About 15 minutes later, a group of weird humanoid creatures with extremely ugly appearance and pungent smell were finally taken to the tower hall.

After giving an order, like hungry animals, they threw their captives to the ground one by one, ignored the screams and wails of these poor creatures, and sucked the last glimmer of vitality from each other's bodies.

After the target of smoking turned into a shriveled corpse, the deformers finally obtained all the conditions needed for deformation and changed into prisoners one after another. No matter their appearance, language, habits and accent, they were no different from the dead guys before.

Staring at these frightening monsters, the female darente whispered in the boy's ear: "Sir, I suggest you better be careful. Shapers are easily driven by desire. They often make some cross-border moves in their actions because they can't resist temptation, and others directly choose to sneak into each other's ethnic group and disappear."