Earl Watson stood there quietly, staring at the head of the woman on the stone slab. The ground next to her was full of blood and pieces of flesh. Her whole body was torn to pieces, and things like internal organs and intestinal tubes were everywhere. More than a dozen dark warriors, the guards in charge of the prisoner-of-war camp, were squatting beside them and chewing. They were happily eating and satisfied, and their faces were originally full of happiness, which was at Watson's

After Jue appeared, his expression gradually became terrified. They obviously saw that the count's body was surging with rage, and his lips and facial muscles were tense like rocks. The dark warriors who were having dinner stood up and quietly retreated to the side. However, they were still reluctant to throw away the meat and bones in their hands. There were also a few cunning guys who were secretly stuffing the meat into their pockets, lowering their heads to sucking the blood stained on the back of their hands.

Earl Watson saw the guard he sent. It was standing among a group of dark guards, looking at him with confusion and confusion. The guy had a piece of intestine in his mouth, which should be precise, the small intestine. The thick yellow digest was slowly dripping from the intestinal management and falling on the dusty ground, like oil gradually melting in high temperatures, but it looked dirty and emitted a strong fishy smell.

"What are you?"

Earl Watson heard his voice trembling. It was not because of fear, but because of incomparably strong anger.

His favorite food was eaten like this. Such things were simply unforgivable. Earl Watson had the urge to tear the guys in front of him one by one to feed them. Well, it was not to feed the dogs, it should be to feed the corpse wandering in the wilderness.

Everyone turned their heads and focused their eyes on the Earl's personal bodyguard. It was obvious that it took the lead in doing this, which was the culprit.

Facing the eyes of Count Watson, which was almost fire-breathing, the dark guard felt his legs trembling unconsciously. It quickly swallowed the intestines that were in his mouth and said hurriedly: "Master, this...I, I am executing your order."

"My order?"

Earl Watson gritted his teeth viciously, trying to control the urge to rush and twist the guy's head alive. He could hear his teeth grinding and growled fiercely: "I have never given the order to let you eat this woman. She has never been mine."

In the last two sentences, Watson's tone became particularly heavy. Suddenly, all the dark warriors present became in chaos. They whispered, their faces full of panic and fear. Although the volume of these words was very low, Earl Watson still heard the meaning: everything was instigated by the dark guard, who told everyone that they could not eat this woman alone. If you are interested in giving a late-night snack, do it yourself.

Of course, as the Earl's personal bodyguard, it still maintains some essential sanity. It tells everyone that this dinner must leave the Earl's portion. This is a very beautiful human woman, and the brain tastes very good. Therefore, no one is allowed to touch that head, and Earl Watson will treat this as tomorrow's breakfast.

"You, you said, let me, me, me, I, I use any method to stop that damn voice. You said, you need, you need to be quiet, you need to sleep

The poor dark guard kept stuttering, his face turned pale due to fear, and he couldn't speak clearly: "When I came here, this woman kept screaming and loud. She said that the wound after her arm was cut off was so painful that she left, and I asked her to shut up. But... but her screaming louder. She asked me to give her some painkillers, or Yu Qian accepts her life, so she can no longer suffer from this pain and will not make any sound. I think her words make sense and meet your requirements of Lord Earl. So, I cut off her head."

Speaking of this, the Dark Guard swallowed his throat hard and said silly: "She is fresh and looks delicious. If it is left until tomorrow morning, the meat will become cold and hard and have no taste. The dead body must be disposed of. You have never had any specific instructions on this. I think it would be a waste to cut such a beautiful food into pieces and insert it on the ground for ritual tribute. So, so, so... I just ate her. Everyone, all the brothers here can testify, I did not lie, every word is true."

This answer is normal and well organized. The dark warriors participating in the dinner nodded, echoing the Dark Guards' statement. Among these voices, the words and sentences that are repeatedly mentioned, and the most frequently used are "fresh" and "waste". This shows that in terms of food, all dark creatures have the same views and understanding.

Earl Watson felt like he was about to be madly angry.

Yes, I did give such an order. Watson was not an idiot. He remembered it clearly: he ordered the dark guard to see what was going on with that sound? Then, he let the guy who made the sound shut up completely.

In the dark world, the social status of ordinary warriors is equivalent to that of civilians or poor people in the human empire. From the moment they were born, they received the most relevant training in combat and survival skills. Many dark warriors were illiterate at all, and they did not have any understanding of different solutions to specific matters. Because this was not necessary for them. Humans mastered the huge advantages of technology. Only by creating a large number of basic warriors can they compete with the human empire. It takes at least five years to cultivate a dark warrior to learn knowledge and culture. However, it is at most half a year to cultivate them to become a killer or special abilities in combat. As long as they are taught how to kill, then put them in the gray area, or directly enter the dark army to serve, and evolve through repeated battles, they can become the best killing machine.

Is it necessary to read a dark warrior with a desire to kill?

The answer is of course no.

Of course, this basic concept is absolutely indispensable for respect and obeying orders of the strong. But in any case, the dark education program does not include cultural projects. This leads to almost all dark warriors who know nothing and do nothing, and act entirely on instinct and combat consciousness. If education is necessary in this regard, their identities will no longer be warriors, but serve other members of society at the top of the dark world, such as housekeepers, waiters, engineering and technical personnel, or teachers.

In short, the dark warriors under Earl Watson, even some of the Dark Knights, are all illiterate big and rude guys, a group of barbaric guys who only know how to kill and chop people and then eat people. As for the battle itself, of course there is no problem, and it is indeed necessary to act as cannon fodder for such a group of guys who have no brains and only rush forward. However, in terms of truly executing certain detailed instructions in non-combat situations, their brains are not so easy, and they can be said to be extremely stupid.

Earl Watson looked sadly at the head placed on the stone slab, and at the messy wreckage of human flesh on the ground. It could not blame it, nor could it even punish the dark guard. In its muscle-filled mind, the understanding of stopping the sound was limited to killing people. It was right, and it was itself that was wrong.

I shouldn't be lazy and shouldn't leave the problem to such an idiot to deal with. Look, what's going on now?

Earl Watson felt that there was an extremely precious object that was smashed to pieces in front of him.

In the TV series of the Human Empire, there were many vulgar servants and workers who were in a low-key position, wantonly infringing on the evil plot of noble and beautiful hostess. Earl Watson has watched some of them, and it has always felt that such things are simply a disaster, the most complete destruction of barbarism and exquisiteness. Those foods that emit stench all over their bodies have defiled the exquisite and delicious top-notch snacks. It is like a piece of feces mixed into hot white rice, or as the most disgusting seasoning in the world, poured onto fresh and tender steak that has just been cooked... It is unforgivable, unforgivable.

Earl Watson's desire to have a high-level maid is stronger than ever. It has never regretted it as much as it is now. If there was a dark-educated maid by her side, or a personal servant who could understand her intentions, things would not have become like this today.

When holding the cold and cold human beauty's head in his arms, Earl Watson vowed: You must save enough money as soon as possible, and even if you buy it at a high price, you must get a dark maid who can obey her orders in the wild.

Su Hao did not stay in Lartasendoga. He used long-range communication to summon some servants from Konoha Town, reported the progress of the matter to the corps headquarters, and recorded the scene of the tragedy. After doing this, Su Hao led two combat teams, boarded infantry fighting vehicles, and followed the traces left by the Earl Watson's team.

Watson walked in time. In the abandoned camp of Dark Bio, Su Hao saw a large pile of gnawed human corpses, as well as the mottled and black blood stains on the ground.

Using a chainsaw sword to cut corpses without any sense of fighting. Doing that is like pushing down stacked blocks with your fingers, without any difficulty, only the nausea caused by splashing dirty liquid and rotten meat on your body.

Among the men assigned to Su Hao by the "Iron Warriors" Legion, there are some trace scientists who are specialized in long-distance tracking. This title is very appropriate to them and is not exaggerated. With the help of natural light, the legion soldiers searched carefully on the ground. They are the best hunters in the world and know almost all the traces. This is also one of the special skills that legion soldiers must learn. Dark creatures are very cunning. Only by understanding the traces they leave can they truly find the direction they leave.

As the team commander, Su Hao didn't need to understand such things, he just needed to understand that the orders should be issued at the specific time. He silently paid attention to the search work of the soldiers until a burly sergeant of the legion strode over and handed him a piece of paper that had been burned by fire and only a small part of the remaining part was left.

"Only the dark world would use this method to make paper."

The Sergeant said seriously: "When we were in Lartasen, we found the special breath of a dark noble in the ruins. It should have eaten there and excreted it. It was not difficult to find information about individual targets from urine and feces. Just like we humans used blood samples for identity detection. That special smell and cell samples were recorded by us. Here, we found the same clue. It should be a dark earl. Regarding this, the powerful components in the cytokines cannot lie. It has touched this piece of paper. Although I don't know why I wanted to burn it, the remaining information on this should be helpful for our next tracking."

Su Hao took the piece of paper and the burned black marks were very obvious. The whole piece of paper had already appeared brittle. This seemed to be a map, with many messy lines, and place names and area areas marked with the text of the dark world. Just in the lower right corner of the piece of paper, there is a curved black line, with a circle at the end, and three words were specifically marked with deepening words next to it: "Koye Town".

"It seems that the other party's target is us?"

Su Hao frowned and stared at the location of Konoha Town marked on the paper: "What exactly are these dark creatures thinking? Attack us? Or something else?"

"If they choose to attack, it's the stupidest move in the world."

Priest Torugal walked over, glanced at the piece of paper on Su Hao's hand, and laughed softly: "Our defensive power is built at the level of the legion. Whether it is materials or design, it is equivalent to the top fortifications. Unless it is a dark army above 500,000, it is impossible to capture our strongholds. They cannot rush in no matter what method they use, and at most it will cause us to suffer losses in the defense personnel. However, in comparison, the dark world will have to pay at least an extremely heavy price to occupy the surface part of Konoha Town. For them, it is simply necessary.

It is not worth the cost. Moreover, our communication with the Legion headquarters has been kept open and can be supported at any time. The purpose of setting up a military fortress in Konoha Town is to ensure the source of zircon in the space field of HC993. Dark creatures are not fools. They should understand that attacking a space transmission channel has no meaning. Even if we occupy Konoha Town, we can also replace it with a new place to rebuild the space channel. The only difference is that the new channel must consume a lot of materials. This method is usually not used when the original channel is not abandoned or destroyed."

Su Hao nodded: "In other words, their target is not us?"

"That's not necessarily true"

The voice of the pharmacist Zhang Zhongyuan sounded next to him: "Not all dark creatures have rational minds. Frenzy and anger often lead to them making wrong choices. This kind of thing is not uncommon. Of course, I just make a suggestion and a reference. For specific situations, we still need to compare intelligence to draw the final conclusion."

Su Hao frowned slightly. Of course, he knew that Zhang Zhongyuan was reminding him with kindness, and his eyes fell on the piece of paper in his hand. Su Hao found that just north of Konoha Town, there was another remaining black line. Judging from the distance and direction, it should be the emerging city under the name of Count Thomas, Oviado.

Su Hao had never seen the Dark Earl Watson, and he could not understand the count's painful inner feelings at this moment. However, leaving such a map on a piece of paper produced by the dark world obviously would not be due to a special love for art. This paper is not big, and almost half of the burned part is about half. The remaining part shows that the map should be arranged horizontally on the paper. Based on this angle, Su Hao judged that the burned other half should record the destroyed human settlement Lartasen.

Reasoning often links up many things that seem to be unrelated. For example, now, when Su Hao thinks of the ruins of Laltasen, he naturally thinks of Konoha Town and Oviado City.

Standing in a position of mutual adjustment, Su Hao felt that if he was the dark nobleman who went out to rob, he would definitely not let go of the other two human towns in the same area. Judging from the strength of the defenders and the benefits, any dark nobleman with a normal mind would only choose to attack Oviado.

Su Hao thought for a moment: "Leave a scout team to continue tracking traces. They leave much faster than we imagined. This place is close to the edge of the dark world, which is very dangerous, and all kinds of unpredictable situations may occur at any time. Record all relevant information and information and ask the Legion Headquarters Information Library to query us. We'd better wait, be a little patient. Lartasen's revenge must be avenged, and those dark bastards must die. However, if they have any additional actions before this, I think... should give them this opportunity."

Regarding this new order, the pastor Torugar shook his head and teased, "You are much more evil than you seem on the surface. Sorry, I used the word "evil" to you. But I think it's very appropriate."

"Maybe you're right."
Chapter completed!