"Hey, Brother Fan..."

"You ask Boss Zhan Kong? I don't know either. I forgot if you don't ask. I haven't heard him scold me for a long time!"

"I am carrying out a mission and have not contacted Boss Zhan Kong for the time being, but I heard that I have disappeared after returning to Bocheng with the Winged Wolf's head."

"Okay, I will tell you the news about the boss Zhankong immediately, but I will be carrying out the mission for a while this time, and I don't know when I will be able to return to the military region."

"How is Xiao Yan Ji?"

"How could I have trouble? The whole team counts me as the best as I can run. Can I still run if I can beat me? We are officers. If there is no deserter, whoever can save his life will go back to report the situation first. Everyone else has died, and I will definitely be fine."

Zhang Xiaohou walked forward while chatting with Mo Fan with his earplugs. He had not yet arrived in the Xianchi area, so he didn't need to be too vigilant.

When he hung up the phone, Wang Tong, who was standing beside him, said unhappily: "Who are you cursing to die? I dare say that there is really danger this time. The first person to die must be your crow's mouth!!"

"Hehe, I'll give an example." Zhang Xiaohou scratched his head awkwardly.

"It's not okay to use an analogy... Who is the person who called you? I heard that you call him brother, didn't you say you were the only child?" Wang Tong asked boredly.

"We grew up in the same alley, no different from my brother. He has been protecting me since he was a child, and now he is the same." Zhang Xiaohou said.

"After all, you are an officer, a middle-level strong man. How come you say that you are like a little kid and you still have to be protected by others?" Wang Tong said.

"He's much better than me."

"Oh, yes, those who are strong in our military region can never see them being able to eliminate the dirty things here."

...

A group of nine people gradually stepped into the Xianchi area.

Xianchi is nothing more than a land name. It is a land where vegetation is rarely seen. The soil is soft and there are often fine white sand...

The white fine sand is actually the powder that is transformed by bones after wind and sunlight. It looks like salt is sprinkled on the ground. The locals do not directly call it salt, so they call it salty land.

Xianchi is nothing more than this flat land bordering the northern foot of the Qinling Mountains and Xi'an Chang'an District. Because this area is slightly low-lying and sunken, it looks like a pool from the map, and later it was completely called Xianchi.

Xianchi established a long Anjie to the northeast. Most of the Anjie in other areas are fortresses, posters, posts, and barriers, forming a model managed by the military region, the hunter's residence city, and the magic association.

In the ancient capital, because the demons living here are extremely special, the An Realm of the ancient capital is not particularly stable, and a clear An Realm is surrounded by long earth walls.

The earth wall is a protective wall set up by the earth-based mage. The frequent movement of some villages that were originally in Anjie were inadvertently encircled outside the Anjie.

If this was in the coastal, south, and north, such villages that were not in Anjie were extremely dangerous, they would be trampled by demons and would not have a survivor if they survived for a few years.

In the ancient capital, due to the special ability of the Weiju clan to avoid the dead, there are still villages outside the Anjie... The number is not small. These villages are called miracle villages by foreign magic associations. The villagers' courage breaks through the sky!

"Our first destination is Yangyang Village. They are leaning against the foot of the mountain, which is considered a Weiju clan on the northern foot of the Qinling Mountains. There are about thirty households." Captain Qin Hu fell from the air, holding a map that looks very new in his hand.

The newer the map, the better. Only new maps can describe the recent changes in locations, and ancient maps...there are eleven pits!

"The name of this village is so funny." Lu Hongjing, who looked like a naughty child in the team, said.

"Don't talk about these boring things." Qin Hu put his eyebrows straight and refused to let others interrupt.

"It's about four kilometers from us to Yangyang Village. The sun is about to set off. Should we think of a way to deal with it?" said Shi Shaoju, a female military advisor in the team.

"Kill it, what else can you do? Just by these little demons and corpses, can we stop our team of great wizards? One of them comes out and destroy one!" Lu Hongjing said.

"Don't think too naively about things. Don't forget that this land has been surveyed before and is listed as an orange zone!" Qin Hu was obviously a captain who was careful of everything. When he saw that the team members were disapproving, he immediately became serious.

"I often spread the orange zone and red zone on it..." Wang Tong interrupted.

One thing people in the Hunter Alliance often have to do is to draw the distribution map of the demons and then use different levels of colors to express the density of the demons.

The more demons there are, the denser and stronger the color will be. The colors range from white to orange, then red, and finally to black, which corresponds to the city alert level.

In the green area, that is the Anjie.

In the white area, it is a place where demons wander around.

The orange zone means that there are demons living in it, and it is a dangerous area that cannot be entered by hunters, special teams, and powerful mages.

Red...that is, the blood-colored area, which is a death zone, and is easily surrounded by groups of demons. The number of demons is as numerous as the tide.

There is also purple between red and black. The purple area is the kingdom of demons. Super-level mages will go and never return when they step in.

As for black, it is a forbidden area for life. No human has stepped on it yet. It seems that even demons dare not step in. It is called a forbidden area.

Green, white, orange, red, purple, black.

There are six colors in total, of which the last four, orange, red, purple and black, represent four alert levels respectively.

The bloody warning that Bocheng was resounding at the beginning was the second level of urban warning.

The ancient capital stands in the undead country, and it can be said that it is the most frequently alert city in China. For the people living here, the sound of alert and the color of alert are just like the sound of the morning bell that awakens them every day. Drink tea when you should drink tea, gossip when you should go to the battlefield when you should go to the battlefield!

Of course, because of the particularity here, when the sun is still hanging high in the sky, the colors displayed on the electronic map are mostly green and white, and it is amazing that an orange appears, because the Qinling demons are lost and accidentally break out...

But as long as the sun sets and the glory of protecting this land is slowly taken back, the entire map of the entire ancient capital will be red outside the realm of the land!!

As night falls, it is no longer humans who take over here.

...

At this moment, this special team from Lintong Military Region was standing outside Anjie. The afterglow of the sunset had disappeared, and the twilight and the breath of death filled them around them...

A strange sound came from the soil with fine salty sand at my feet, which sounded like chewing or beating.

It was the first time that Zhang Xiaohou officially stepped into the land of the dead. He seemed very nervous and looked around with vigilance...

Suddenly, pairs of dry, rotten, and ferocious arms broke out from the ground, like bamboo shoots after a rain, swinging on the small mud mound less than five meters away from Zhang Xiaohou, grabbing around!!!
Chapter completed!