Chapter 822

Transforming a part of the body into empty matter is an extremely complex process even in the freswalker school, not to mention that the people preparing to accept this experiment are not wizards, but just a group of ordinary people.

In order to improve the success rate, but also to make the experimenter completely eroded by the force of emptiness in the process and become an irrational killing monster, Dalton kand minimized the whole experimental steps - only cutting a Rune of a high-order magic spell on the back of their neck.

Beyond perception... Dalton kand's masterpiece, and it is an improved "shrunk" version.

In short, it reduces the original intensity and will not greatly improve the physical fitness, but will strengthen the reaction and observation. After minimizing the impact on the body, it also improves the duration.

At the same time, a certain degree of transformation can also improve their speed of refining the "spiritual Palace". Just like the wounded recruits on the battlefield, they can accept it faster during training.

The most familiar magic spell, the unique transformation technology of freswalker school... In this way, the success rate can be increased to one in 50.

But even such a "small" change will have a huge impact... Even Dalton himself doesn't know whether the soldiers after these experiments are still "people".

Dalton knew very well that the difference between what he did and the fascist Holy Blood potion and the evil gods controlling the living people to make apostles was only 50 steps and 100 steps.

Yes, it's ironic and embarrassing... But since the second generation of wizards after "Logan in a hat" have no inheritance of the Dragon Kingdom, they can only develop to this day by "plagiarizing" their "inspiration" from various cult groups, blood sacrifices and apostles.

Stigma, exclusion and hostility have never been groundless.

But on the other hand, only dirty hands can get a chance... Just like now.

In the "bedroom" on the ground floor of the sentry tower, 96 Guard soldiers dressed in full equipment sat neatly in front of their beds.

Of the 96 soldiers, none was absent or left.

Even Lucian was surprised by the result. He was prepared that at least a dozen or even dozens of people would be absent. It would be good to leave 60 people, but now

These veterans also gave him a "surprise".

At this moment, their expressions are no longer impassioned at the beginning. All they have left is a locked eyebrow, silent and quiet, sitting in their own position without saying a word, waiting for the moment when they were called.

The atmosphere of silence, but there is a kind of magnificent solemn and stirring.

They didn't know that behind them, there were two pairs of eyes watching their every move silently.

Dalton kand, who was also silent, kept scanning with indifferent eyes, as if observing whether his test article was qualified.

Lucian stood silently behind him, waiting for the wizard consultant to speak.

"Ninety six people... It's really amazing." Dalton's tone was calm to no waves: "all Byrne?"

"More accurately, four fifths of them are red blood Castle people, and the rest are basically from the north." Lucian immediately said: "to some extent, it may be inevitable... All these people are loyal to the Turin family. No wonder they are willing to be loyal to Lord Loren."

Of course, there is a deliberate element in it. Although Loren gave him the "privilege" of arbitrary conscription, Lucian still focused on the red blood castle and its surrounding areas - the similar characteristics of origin, accent and habits make the soldiers naturally united and have inherent centripetal force.

"How much do you know about the people here?"

"I picked out each of them one by one." the grey pupil boy gave an answer that was not the answer.

At this time, Lucian noticed that the eyes of the wizard beside him suddenly stopped on a person.

He is not tall. He has the most common dark brown hair among Byrne people. He has a short horsetail. He has a calm expression with a trace of uneasiness. He has no characteristics in appearance. He is the kind of guy who can't find a shadow immediately when thrown into the crowd.

"The third row and the fifth column on the right hand." Dalton said coldly without looking at it.

"Carl Colin." Lucian immediately replied, "I'm twenty-one years old. I'm the son of a farmer in a farm outside the red blood castle. I've been to the battlefield and have excellent skills. I'm popular, but I don't have any friends. I'm quite ordinary..."

The more he said, the more confused he was, and he couldn't imagine that Dalton would be interested in such a guy: "what's the matter?"

He turned his head and saw Dalton squint slightly, as if he had seen prey.

"The night watchman's spy."

Huh?!

Lucian trembled violently.

"And he's a real night watchman with a high status." Dalton's voice became colder and colder. "It should be that he was specially ambushed in the army during the Centaur war."

"How is this possible?"

The grey pupil was pale. He couldn't imagine that he had arranged the night watchman's spy next to Lord Lauren, and he didn't feel it.

"Impossible?" Dalton snorted coldly, with a sarcastic smile on his mouth:

"There is a strange smell on the bedbugs... I can't be more familiar with this smell."

Lucian yanked his throat, his expression stiff to the extreme.

Oh... Wait.

Lord Loren seems to have said that his mentor was once a night watchman, and he was quite old in "qualification", which could be comparable to the current night watchman leader LUT infinite.

If these people are bedbugs, isn't lord Dalton

The corner of his mouth twitched, and the gray pupil boy with strange expression turned his head, but found that the wizard was looking at himself; Suddenly, something that had not been figured out became clear:

"That is to say... You said that all 96 of them were unqualified, not only because of talent, but also because there were..."

"Otherwise?"

The sarcasm on Dalton's face became more and more obvious when he coldly interrupted him.

The frightened Lucian twitched his throat very hard.

The candidates for the Duke's guard were almost chosen one by one... Even so, the night watchman can still arrange their people in this guard.

So how many of the Knights currently stationed in the red blood castle are the eyeliners of the vault of heaven?

At the next moment, the grey pupil boy suddenly remembered something... Yes, if the sky palace always knew Lord Loren's movements, wouldn't it mean that they had been clear about the Centaur war?!

Therefore, their reinforcements will be so timely

Therefore, his highness Brandon will leave the army and drive the dragon to the battlefield alone

It must be!

The two of them turned their heads and stared at the young man named Carl Colin... Calm with some fear expression, so that he almost completely integrated into the surrounding atmosphere and could not see any abrupt place.

Looking back on the previous Centaur war, he seems to be the least prominent and the least eye-catching guy - a veteran who climbed out of the line of life and death, but it's hard to remember how he did it.

"Although it's late, call him out."

After thinking for a moment, Dalton said coldly, "I hope your previous words can awaken something that no longer exists in his heart."

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Fill a glass of wine and gently put it in the young man's hand; The expressionless Lauren sat quietly opposite him and looked at the "ordinary and extreme" night watchman.

A quarter of an hour ago, he was "escorted" by Dalton to the wizard tower in red blood castle, and asked little Yod to find himself by himself.

"This man hides most of the intelligence network in the Principality of Byrne."

A word is enough to illustrate his importance.

With a slight sigh, Loren was ready to speak first.

"Drink some. This is this year's red blood wine. It's the same variety as the tribute to the sky palace." Loren said faintly: "there should be no Byrne people who don't drink in the world."

In silence, a young man named Carl Colin twitched his throat.

"I have been in ambush in Bain since six years ago. I was originally the deputy of the head of red blood castle and took over when he left." the young man, who did not change his face, said softly:

"That night, when you destroyed the heretic church and raided the cathedral... I was there."

"On that day, I was there when you planned to sing an oboe without telling Byrne and the two sides of the sky palace;"

"In the round table hall, I was there when you mediated among the thirteen earls and tried your best to promote Countess Charlotte to the throne of Duke;"

"In Qianzhang City, I was there when you discussed the decisive battle with salika and Varna, and outside the silver helmet mountain fortress..."

"I didn't ask you that."

Loren interrupted him.

"But apart from these, I'm of no value to you." Colin smiled sadly. "You've been a night watchman, even temporarily - you should know that once I haven't heard back for more than two months, I'll be acquiesced to be dead, and the whole intelligence network will reshuffle."

"I can tell you some important strongholds. If your men are efficient enough, they should be able to pull out most before they notice."

"In this way, the influence of the night watchman in Bain will be reduced to the minimum within at least half a year, and it can't have any impact on you."

Lauren stared at each other. He could feel each other's heartbeat was very calm. It didn't look like a caught spy or the performance of a dying man.

"Why?"

"Why, why should I tell you this?" Colin's mouth curved more and slowly raised his head. "Anyway, even if I don't say it, you'll force me to say it by all kinds of means, won't you?"

"Although I'm a night watchman, I'm actually afraid of pain... Just because I'm afraid of pain, I survived the last war between you and chakar, because I really didn't have the courage to stab myself."

He laughed at himself, but saw the black haired wizard wave his hand at him.

"That's not what I'm asking."

"What I want to ask is why... You deliberately want to die?"

Colin gave a sudden shock and his chest heaved violently.

"I let Lucian give you a chance... As long as you can persuade several people to leave silently, no one can find your identity as a night watchman, you can still spy on me in the dark."

Loren bowed his head and said faintly, "you should understand that once you enter the laboratory, your void reaction will reveal your identity as a night watchman - you are looking for death."

Colin froze completely.

In the dark room, two people looked at each other.

"Because I have no choice." the young man said slowly:

"There is a message from the rear. LUT infinite has realized that your so-called 'floating city' is just a tool to confuse your sight. They asked me to search the truth hidden in your accounts."

"Yes, you are very smart, and the people around you are also very smart. They can do everything perfectly, except that they can't make things out of nothing - the resources you spend, the manpower you mobilize, the expenses of the Duke's court and the loss of various materials... Can't be fake."

Lauren raised his eyebrows without interrupting him.

"If it goes on like this, it's only a matter of time before they find out that this' demon hunter army '." he bowed his head and continued, "so I think if I'm found, maybe I can buy you some time."

"Even if it's only half a year, even if... Just a few months."

He gritted his teeth and his expression was extremely low.

Lauren was stunned.

"Why?"

This is the second time he said this today.

"Because... Because you are the Duke of Byrne." his face showed that self mocking smile again: "and I am a Byrne, how can a Byrne..."

"You are a saxophone... A genuine East saxophone." Lauren raised his head and looked straight into his eyes: "my people told me that you have no friends in red blood castle for more than three years."

The young man froze again.

He was silent for a moment.

"I... Originally wanted to escape, more than once." his expression was confused and sober - it was such a contradictory expression intertwined on his face:

"But after captain Lucian said those words, I understood that I couldn't run - because he was right. How could the night watchman and the sky palace not know about those monsters, evil gods and demons?"

"They all know, but they don't know... Now you tell them loudly, so they want to kill you at any cost and desperately collect all the information that will be bad for you!"

"You know very well what will happen if you do this; you can't do it without knowing that the Holy Cross will not let you go."

"But Lord Loren... You did it; because you know very well that you are right and they are wrong."

"Even if it's only this time, I want to try... Do the right thing once!"

The voice fell, and he resolutely raised his glass.

Drink it up!