The locomotive was running on the track, and Turin's face was a little ugly, because he got the information from the telegraph machine - Chaos invaded the underground in a large scale. In the north, at least six camps had lost contact. In terms of the number of Chaos, the telegraph

One word was used: tide.

Compared to that, the White Walkers at Stafford Camp are nothing.

And because Marin had dealt with chaos in several fallen camps before, there was much less chaos along the way. Even if there was, it was not a threat to Marin, so when passing by Dumfries Camp Station, Turin also

He got out of the car and warned the camp owner - the camp owner had also received the news. He originally thought that there was an attack in the north, and he was preparing to take people south to Stafford for refuge.

If Tulin and the others hadn't come over, everyone in this camp would have been killed.

Since it was impossible to go south, the camp owner was decisive and immediately started letting the civilians in the camp use hand-operated rail cars to start heading north.

The first group is the local guards. They have to go north, enter the power distribution room, turn on the purple light system, and protect the entire tunnel.

When the second group of civilians started to set off, the guards at the southern tunnel entrance said that there was a problem in the track - the guards going south to the power distribution room had exceeded the time and they failed to turn on the purple light system. Now in their eyes

The tunnel lights had begun to flicker, which was almost certain that there was an extremely powerful spirit being in the tunnel, but it did not launch an attack, which made the guards feel a little surprised in addition to being frightened.

Turin and Hal immediately set their sights on Marin.

And Marin nodded: "I'll go over and meet this guy for a while."

To be honest, if he is sane and knows that there is a dangerous spirit ahead, he is not a common person anyway, so Marin wants to meet this spirit for a while.

"A child! Your Excellency Turin! Your Excellency Hal! How could you let a child die!" The camp owner didn't know Marin's identity, but his words still made Marin laugh. Originally, in Marin's eyes

, he didn't have much favorable impression of these Yankees, but this time, he felt the persistence and courage on the face of this middle-aged fat man: "Lynn Camp Leader, I thank you for your courage, but I am not weak." After saying that,

, Marin gave him a healing technique and cured the leg of the camp owner who had a disease in his leg.

With such a miraculous display, the host of Camp Linn looked at Turin and Hal with embarrassment on his face.

Turin and Hal, on the other hand, just smiled - in their opinion, the camp owner's courage won Marin's favor. Similarly, a camp owner who could say such a thing to a strange child was not a good choice.

What kind of villains? Maybe it was because of this that the guards guarding the south gate did not escape, nor did the civilians who were placing the rail cars on the track one after another and starting to retreat in family units.

Because they have a good camp host.

"I'll go take a look, don't worry." After Marin said that, he passed through the crack and came directly to the southern tunnel entrance.

At this time, the lights in the tunnel were already flashing as wildly as the rhythm of rock music. As soon as Marin came here, there was the scream of the wraith, and then half of the lights exploded at once, while the other half continued normally.

Get to work.

Marin shook his head - the resentful spirit ran away.

The captain of the guard on duty noticed Marin. He thought Marin was a child of some family, and yelled and cursed at Marin to get away.

Considering the anxious look on this man's face, Marin smiled and stepped back a little.

Then the remaining lights started blowing up again.

Marin's face darkened - little bastard, there is a way to hell but you won't take it, and there is no way to heaven but you will come here instead. Since you are jumping like this, don't leave!

After shooting a plane anchor, Marin pulled out the twigs of the World Tree and passed the defense line in a flash. In the darkness, the screaming resentful spirit slapped its head against the tunnel wall. The moment he saw Marin's face,

It wanted to leave, but it was a pity that Marin was determined not to let it go this time. The plane anchor blocked all displacement abilities in the area. Of course, this technique was improved by Marin, and Marin entered and exited the scene.

Silky smooth.

At the same time as it hit the wall, Marin raised his hand, and the silver powder he had saved before was thrown at the resentful spirit. This is improved silver powder, which has a soul-condensing effect on all spiritual targets - in other words, this thing

It can temporarily materialize this resentful spirit - of course it is not a real entity, but it just allows them to be better killed by the silver-infiltrated bullets in the hands of the apprentices.

Nowadays, in the Western Continent and the Eastern Continent, ordinary resentful spirits have completely lost their reputation. They are pitiful existences that even apprentices can kill.

This resentful spirit condensed into the appearance of a man, which should be what it looked like when it was alive. His face was full of scars, and it looked like he had been tortured before death. But it was a resentful spirit, and it was very jumpy. If it was still alive

Being able to speak human language, Marin can still listen to him talk about his grievances, but now the only thing Marin can do is to chop this guy's body into firewood with a sword. The twigs of the World Tree have a special attack effect on the resentful spirits.

The sword, which was a vengeful spirit with legendary strength in Marin's opinion, was set on fire. It lost its ability and crawled in the tunnel, wailing endlessly, while Marin carried the wooden sword and walked back to the tunnel's defense line.

He jumped over the defensive line and patted the wide-eyed dog next to the dumbfounded captain.

Well, this dog is nice and doesn't bark. Marin sighed that he finally didn't have to deal with the dog today, and put away the twigs - if the dog dared to bite, Marin would kill the stinky dog.

The brain was hammered out of its skull.

The resentful spirit over there finally gave up. Marin waved his hand, and the gem left by the resentful spirit fell into Marin's hand. After taking a look at the color, Marin dissipated the negative energy on the gem, and then put it away.

It was thrown to the captain, who caught it, but still remained stunned.

Marin had no choice but to say: "I reward you with this stone. When you get to a safe place, you can sell it for cents."

Until Marin walked into the teleportation rift, the captain and his team members still couldn't react, which made Marin a little sad - that's right, he can't be blamed for this. Not every child can take pictures of planes.

The anchor killed the legendary wraith with one strike of his sword.

When he returned to Tulin, Tulin had seen through the surveillance camera that Marin had killed the resentful spirit. Tulin, Hal and the camp owner all expressed a certain degree of concern for the ferocity and speed of Marin's attack.

The reverence above.

Marin has dealt with the most powerful wraith in the pursuit team, so the south tunnel is much quieter. When Marin entered before, he could feel that there were many Chaos units in the distance. After killing the wraith,

, the chaos within Marin's perception range immediately fled in all directions.

This also confirms the dispersed nature of the Chaos Rangers. Perhaps here, the Chaos attacking the northern camp is just a chaotic death tide that spontaneously gathered. In the Western Continent, this chaotic death tide is very dangerous to small villages and small towns.

Yes, but if you let him attack big cities, then these Chaos will be numb.

It is here that the survivors who bully North America do not have large cities - in Marin's view, there are hundreds of thousands of people in the core area, which is quite a lot of people, but in terms of defense system, how can the underground camp be different from the ground?

In the city comparison, although both sides are using two-dimensional fueling tactics, humans will only engage in a war of attrition with Chaos if they are crazy.

Are you attrition with Chaos? Your little bastard who has been raised for fifteen years is fighting a war of attrition with Chaos that can be resurrected in subspace? Maybe if the population is in the trillions, there is no need to be afraid, but a camp like yours can't stand up to Tian Ersan

One hundred thousand people, if they really risk their lives, I'm afraid Marin will wonder if this guy is a traitor.

So when the purple light in the northern tunnel turned on, Marin's hanging heart finally relaxed. The civilians had almost moved, and the guards at the entrance of the southern tunnel also began to board the rear carriage of the approaching locomotive.

Originally the camp owner's 'villa' was divided into two parts, the front and rear. The main part of the villa was hung behind the front of the locomotive. There were also two cannons on the carriage hanging at the back. They were originally placed in the turning area for fire support. I found this thing.

At that time, Marin was so happy in his heart - this was the true meaning of soft running, but considering that this guy had three pregnant wives and seven children, Marin, Tulin and Haldu

I chose to turn a blind eye.

The motorcycle followed the civilians at the end of the team as a cover, and the guards in front kept sending news. Fortunately, there were no Chaos monsters in front. The fleeing team arrived at a station called Anmotek Station without incident.

The camp is said to be not far from the core area. It is the gateway to the core area, with fortress-level defenses and a large iron gate that Marin has never seen in previous camps.

Because a messenger who was not afraid of death had already arrived here with a car, the Amotek Station Camp did not open the gate, but made a diversion on the track - civilians entered the camp from the left, where they would be isolated

. And the locomotive where Marin was sitting went directly to the transfer area from the right side, where there would be people responsible for repairing and maintaining the vehicle, and at the same time, there would be special personnel to check the people on the vehicle - after hearing that Marin and the others escaped from the Stafford Camp

After the news, the person in charge of Amotek Station Camp made such a decision very responsibly.

Marin doesn't care, and he also thinks that doing so is a sign of responsibility for the entire Amotek station camp. If this guy doesn't care, then Marin will really wonder if this guy has been possessed by Chaos.

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Of course, their examinations had no results. Everyone had been examined by Marin once, and the wounds and infections on a few unlucky bodies had been treated by Marin, so the medical team responsible for the examination said after repeated examinations

no problem.

It was only then that the camp owner of the Amotek Station Camp appeared in the transit area.

He chatted with the owner of the Fat Boy Camp in Dumfries Camp for a while, then came to Marin and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Mr. Marin, I heard that you are from the old world."

"It can be said that I am actually from Europe." There is a reason why Marin calls himself a European, because the relationship between North America and southern Thailand has not been much better, and Marin does not know that in such a long time, they have

What is your view on southern Thailand? European guys are obviously better. At least everyone is a snow-skinned dolphin.

No matter how black you are, it will not be black because of your race.

In Marin's view, what North America is best at is this kind of invisible discrimination.

Hearing that Marin came from Europe, this guy was indeed a little more enthusiastic, but he still said that Marin and others can't go north now because he has received an order to intercept all civilians in the fallen camps coming from the south.

Select young and strong guys to join the army - in the current tight situation in the north, there is not much power in the core area that can be allocated to protect the Amotech Station and Camp, so this can be regarded as delegating power to the Amotech Station and Camp to form a garrison.

The campmaster of the Anmotek Station Camp is named Rick. He has already heard the signal of crisis in the north from the order issued by the high-ranking officials in the core area. He is really embarrassed to ask for help, so he can only aggrieve each camp.

of survivors.

Marin, Turin, and Hal decided to go with Rick - even if they go to the core area now, where to eat and live is still a problem, it is better to stay here, at least at Amotek Station Camp.

The defense is good. The owner of Fat Boy Camp also said that there are some guys in the arsenal of Amotek Station Camp. His guards can also temporarily join the army to defend here. The important thing is that all of them feel that instead of fighting with Marin

It is better to be separated and live precariously in the core area than to be with Marin, a strong man who can block and kill legendary ghosts. It is better than to stand with a guy who is worse than yourself. Following the former may make you happy.

There is danger, but it is better than dying with the latter.

Of course, the most important reason is that Marin is full of potatoes - potatoes are a wild potato growing area that Marin identified when he was on the ground. Although there is some radiation contamination, there is no danger after purification, and this thing is really

Manage fullness.

Since everyone said so, Marin was disrespectful. He also took out some obsolete single-shot rifles. Although they were single-shot, they were much better than the steel-tube rifles issued to civilians in the Amotek Station Camp.

Well, the effective range of the steel tube rifle is one hundred meters, but the dispersion within one hundred meters is about half a meter. The lethality of this thing is about the same within one hundred meters. After one hundred and fifty meters, the bullet will no longer be able to penetrate an iron breastplate.

In terms of penetration, the lethality is really not as good as the rifles given by Marin.

And for such rubbish, only two civilians had one, and the other civilian was given two rifle clips. The fat boy camp owner of the Dumfries camp took the rifles given by Marin and distributed them to his guards.

The extra rifles and those steel pipes were all given to the civilians in his camp.

So Rick from the Amotek Station Camp came to the door and asked Marin if there were any guys left.

Marin originally wanted to say that he didn't have any, but this guy started with two hundred kilograms of gold. He said that if he didn't have any, he could just replace it with some military bullets of the same caliber from the old era.

Marin poured half a million rounds of bullets into this guy without even thinking about it.

With the mass production of small-caliber semi-automatic weapons, these stock rifle bullets are no longer sold. I really didn’t expect that I could still find buyers here.

Rick was also a cheerful person. Seeing so many bullets, he paid out another two hundred kilograms of gold and said he would buy another batch if there was still more.

So Marin directly shipped him all the 1.3 million in the warehouse.
Chapter completed!