Chapter 357: Traveling to the darkness (1)

Chapter 357 travels to the dark (1)
midnight.
The iron rider carried the werewolf boy and came to the eastern border of Rome.
"It’s here. You have to be careful." Justinian.
"Thank you, Lord Justinian, and Lancelot." Biddeville looked at Justinian and looked at Lancelot.
"It's not Lancelot, it's a knight." Lancelot subconsciously fiddled with his mask.
"Is this thing really not recognized?" Bettiville looked at the sapphire ring on his right index finger. The silver ring has countless tiny pits, and the glimpse is a very simple craft, but it is extremely fine.
"It was prepared by Master Merlin. It has been used to hide the magic of the magic structure. The magic can not be checked." The lotus voice on the side, "and it only responds to your brainwaves, only you can Open it."
Brady clicked on the sapphire. The sapphire began to glow, opening a small subspace entrance. The werewolf teenager reached out and fumbled, and the small sub-space just happened to be able to hide an old wooden bow - the magic bow of Bediville [the fire of Nale].
"Good." Brady clicked on the sapphire on the ring and put the entrance to the subspace. "I will keep it safe."
"Beddyville, pay attention to safety." Lianyin said mechanically. She is very worried, but still can't express her feelings well.
"Know it. I went." The werewolf teenager returned to the girl with a deep gaze, then turned and walked into the dark area.
The dark area in front of him is extremely desolate and lonely. Close to Rome, the territory of the fangs (Tigers), which is least affected by the shadow of the world's walls, is still dark.
Affected by the high wall in the east, the "sunrise" time of the spring and autumn season is about 9 o'clock in the morning, and the sunshine time is about three hours a day. In winter, the situation is even worse. The surface eroded by the wind and frost, the road cracks.
This is already very good. Bedyville has seen real hell. The territory of the Esquimo (Wolfman) he once lived in, with an average of only six hours of sunshine a day, spent the rest of the time in the cold and darkness.
This is the dark area. In a harsh and desolate world, only the beasts can barely survive the world. Bedyville, who used to live comfortably in the glorious region, suddenly remembered the hard days of his childhood.
A few hours later, the village of the murderous family, the home of the Rabbi chief.
"What? I caught the silver wolf Bellev?" The tiger clan stunned and widened his eyes. His golden eyes are particularly conspicuous against the dark gray black hair. "Why? Is humanity an idiot? Actually send Beverly to the initiative? Is the war in the northwest continuing?"
"The patriarch," said the tiger soldier of the order. "The foxes have checked that the silver wolf has no key fragments."
"Well, of course." Roble thought about his chin. "Humans will not be stupid enough to take the last key to us -"
"That, the patriarch?" said the soldier. "The silver wolf said that he wants to meet the patriarch. Do you want to approve it?"
Robb narrowed his eyes and was puzzled. What is this silver wolf Beverly thinking? On the eve of the Hungarians and the human race, you ran to the enemy's base camp. Is he an idiot?
auzw.com However, the sinister family who advocates etiquette will not refuse to ask for the visitor.
"Okay, let him come." What is this plan for Beverly, and Roble is full of curiosity.
Ten minutes later, the werewolf teenager was by both hands, disarmed and armed, and accompanied by two tiger guards, walked into the living room.
Roble used iron bars to fiddle with the fossils in the circular fire in the center of the living room, and looked at the silver wolf Bellev in this faint fire.
The werewolf teenager did not wear armor and only wore a plain gray cotton top and black trousers. His only "armed" - a small photon dagger, has been taken away.
The cloak that he had originally used for sheltering from the snow was also taken away because of the magical reaction.
This so-called silver wolf, Beaver, now looks like a common folk boy from the human world. He did not have such a sin in the rumors.
"Oh, isn't this the silver wolf Beaver?" Roble made a gesture to the guards next to them and asked them to retreat. "What's the matter, when you come to the dark area at this time, do you want to surrender?"
"Please call me Biddeville, the Rabble chief." Bedi calmly said.
"Beddyville?" The black tiger was unhappy. The white tiger on his forehead twisted into a w shape while frowning. "That is the name of man. You kid, living in the human world for too long." Are they assimilated by humans?"
"That was the name given to me by my grandparents. At that time my people were dying and fell to a small village on the French border. It was these human beings who saved me and gave me the name."
"So, you have always been submissive to human beings, serving as their loyal dogs to the group of monkeys. Very good." Roble said sarcastically.
The Werewolf Junior shook his head: "Human beings are not as bad as you think, patriarchs. Humans also have many good people."
"I don't want to waste time arguing about this with you, kid." Robb dismissed the truth. "Board, since you took the initiative to be honest, you should have been prepared for torture? I will save time and ask you directly: Where is the last key fragment of the World Wall? Who did you give it to?"
Bedyville smiled a little: "A place you will never get."
"Bad boy, don't give me a riddle!" Roble grabbed Brady's clothes in one hand, and almost a seven-foot-tall tiger man hanged the little werewolf teenager in midair: "You can answer it directly, or you can In the torture room, you will be tortured and killed, and you will not even answer. The foxes can use the brain to squeeze out the information in your mind. Which way is easier, you can choose it yourself!"
"You can torture me to death, squeeze my brain and get the information in my head." The werewolf boy looked calm and was not struggling when he was suspended in the air. "But you will find that all this is in vain." -
I have handed the key pieces to a powerful human mage who is not anywhere in the world. If he really wants to hide the key fragments, you can't find it forever. "
Roble stared at the big blue eyes of the werewolf teenager. The eyes were clear and clear, without a trace of turbidity. The tiger patriarch is convinced that the other party’s words are true.
The beasts who can't use the magic always have a hint of fear and fear for the magic. In their eyes, each of the human wizards is a bomb that can explode at any time: short-lived and lethal, huge, dangerous and unpredictable.
In order to prepare for the war, he and many orcs have studied the cultural history of mankind thoroughly, and the more they understand, the more they are deeply wary of such people as the Master. He knows very well that if a senior mage really wants to hide an item, he can put it in the subspace, so that no one in the world can find it.
Finding the key fragments is probably more difficult than imagined. Even if the human world was flattened, the fragments that could not be found could not be found.
This war will become a fuss in vain.