"Clams?"

Dr. Rogue was slightly stunned, then reacted quickly.

Without saying a word, he put on a huge backpack and hugged the Polita woman, who was lying on the ground in a state of unconsciousness.

However, after seeing the torn clothes on his chest and the leaking spring light, his brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

Wang Ye's thoughts, he couldn't guess it, and he didn't dare to guess rashly...

Before determining Wang Ye's thoughts, it is always not wrong to be cautious.

He looked around, then walked to a body, ripped off his coat, and put it on the chest of the Polita woman...

Wang Ye was squatting beside the second-turn magician at this time.

The other party did not die, but fell into a passive coma because of the mental shock.

Raising his hand to release a spiritual comfort, Wang Ye casually picked up a long knife from the ground, thrust it down forcefully, and directly nailed one of the thighs of the second-turn sound magician to the mountain road.

"Aaaaa

A mournful howl echoed through the valley, startling a flock of birds....

Frightening the more than forty Polyta refugees who were hobbling away from Wang Ye, he quickly supported his extremely tired body and accelerated his pace away from Wang Ye.

"Snap!"

Wang Ye raised his hand and slapped it in the face, directly shattering half of the teeth of the second-turn sound magician, "What howl?" What about crying?! If you dare to howl again, I will give you no chance to howl again

..." "Hmm..." The

second transformation magician endured the severe pain and reached out to cover his mouth directly.

Only then can he control himself from continuing to howl.

But because of the excessive force, it irritated the wounds on his face and mouth, causing his whole body to spasm violently.

He probably never imagined that as a phonological magician, he would use such a primitive way to prevent the appearance of sound...

"Two choices, either I ask you to answer, or I kill you and ask the others..." Wang Ye slowly raised two fingers and asked in an icy voice.

"Ni... Draft... Draft, Voda..." Looking at the cold light in Wang Ye's eyes, the second transformation sound magician did not dare to bargain, and said in a hushed voice.

This made Dr. Rogue, who was ready to see Wang Ye's torture methods, very unhappy.

What a man!

What a spineless one!

Is that a no-brainer?

I want to be Lao Tzu... (o）... Belch... Well....

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wang Ye pierced the heart of the second-turn sound magician, ending his life.

Dr. Rogue, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly stepped forward and began to collect materials with the simple tools found in his backpack...

Wang Ye did the same, and interrogated several free mercenaries one after another.

After confirming the information pried out of their mouths, Wang Ye almost felt the situation ahead.

At the end of this mountain road is the border of the Tokuyama Republic, one of the thirty-six allies of the Polyta Commercial Federation.

The Tokuyama Republic was called a republic, but the political system practiced was an aristocratic parliamentary system.

Its domestic aristocracy monopolized all power in its country.

However, such a system highlights certain benefits at such times.

The nobles in the Tokuyama Republic are very owner-conscious.

When the necromancers invaded the Deshan Republic, the nobles in the Deshan Republic did not choose to flee without a fight like the Grand Duchy of Jinger, but chose to resist to the death.

Although they were defeated by the necromancers who invaded the Tokuyama Republic in a frontal war, they did not give up, but began to rely on a large area of mountains in the Tokuyama Republic to fight guerrilla warfare and small-scale battles with the invading necromancers.

They used their knowledge of the topography and topography of the Tokuyama Republic to constantly delay the progress of the necromancers and disgust the necromancers.

If you leave a single order, you will be besieged, and you may die.

But if it is not scattered, it will greatly prolong the war.

If the necromancers who invaded other allied countries ended the war in their own countries and found that the war on the Tokuyama Republic's side was not over, they would definitely be very eager to come over to help...

"Hey, there is finally a decent country..." What

happened to the Grand Duchy of Jing'er made Wang Ye very pessimistic about the future of the Polita Commercial Federation.

If the countries of the Polita Commercial Federation are all like the Grand Duchy of Jinger, then let alone half a month, even a week will not last

.... In this case, it is simply impossible for him to complete the main quest of extending the war time of the faction war mission.

"Hum..." A

bursting spiritual shockwave swept through, crushing the souls of all the free mercenaries.

Wang Ye clapped his hands, "Let's go, go fishing in troubled waters..." More

than two hours later, just when Wang Ye and the others were about to walk out of this rugged mountain road, the more than forty Polita refugees who were mercifully let go by Wang Ye's subordinates once again encountered a crisis of life and death.

The

necromancer used the mage's hand to pin a Polita refugee in mid-air in front of him.

Holding a photo, he asked grimly: "Say, have you ever seen this person?" "

In the picture, it's Dr. Rogue.

"Ah! I've seen him, I've seen him..." As soon as he saw the photo, the Polita refugee roared excitedly: "Just now, no! It was two or three hours ago, I saw him earlier, yes, it's him, it's definitely him..." The

necromancer was slightly stunned, and then became ecstatic.

Happiness came so suddenly!

The person in charge of Base 102 does not know how many necromancers have been dispatched, looking for the traces of Dr. Rogue in the country of the Grand Duke of Jinger.

Assigned to this mountainous area where birds do not, he originally had no idea at all.

I just want to fool the task as soon as possible so that I can return to the prosperous area and continue to loot wealth and resources.

"

It's really effortless

..." "I'm so handsome, I should have such good luck..." The

necromancer laughed up to the sky.

"Bad, little thing, you have to see clearly, if you dare to lie to me, I will extract your soul and eat it little by little..."

The Polita refugee wiped his eyes vigorously and looked at the picture in front of him again.

Bald head, face full of flesh, fierce face....

That's right!

"My lord! I swear, I've definitely seen him, right ahead, more than two hours ago at most..."

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