Chapter 500 Berserker... Ahem, this time it's Assassin's Creed
Late at night, a figure that shouldn't have been there appeared in the [Flame Legion] base.
Mo Cheng moved in the shadowy corners like a ghost, avoiding the gaze of the patrolling soldiers.
Although he had the skill of [Ghost Walk] that allowed him to disappear into the material world, Mo Cheng wisely gave up on this approach. That skill was not flawless for an organized legion.
For any legion garrison that can be formed, the two functions of anti-prophecy and anti-invisibility are almost essential, because a legion garrison without these two functions will only be used by various means such as [prophecy] and [invisibility] to blatantly steal intelligence and assassinate generals.
Simple stealth technology may not be as advanced as magical means of invisibility, but it does make it possible to move freely in the military camp.
Compared to the magical fluctuations on the body that would cause anti-stealth measures to issue a warning, stealth technology only needs to pay attention to those military dogs with a keen sense of smell, the magical beasts used for vigilance, and the patrolling soldiers.
It's not that there aren't magical creations like the [Reconnaissance Guard], which can be regarded as a magical version of a surveillance camera, but such things are expensive and cannot be recycled, so many legions are unwilling to equip themselves with such things.
After all, military expenditures are limited, and the generals would rather use the limited funds to enhance the combat effectiveness of the army than to pay the exorbitant prices demanded by the wizards.
The darkness provided Mo Cheng with an environment where he could thrive, and the power from the source of the chaos allowed him to keenly perceive the locations of various hidden agents. The defense measures of the [Flame Legion] were equivalent to being defenseless to him.
As soon as he entered the camp of the [Flame Legion], Mo Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Sure enough, we came to the right place."
Not long after entering the door, Mo Cheng smelled a scent, an absolutely unique and distinct scent.
The scent of artificial dragonborn!
And this smell permeates almost the entire camp.
"It seems that after the camp was swallowed by the Dragon Tomb, the soldiers of the Flame Legion also underwent transformation."
Mo Cheng restrained all his breath, passed through the blind spot of the patrolling soldiers, and after a series of twists and turns, he arrived at the center of the camp.
There was a light on somewhere in the center. Judging from the time, all the soldiers had been asked to go to bed and turn off the lights. So there was only one possibility for the place with lights on: that was where the officers were.
Quietly coming to the lighted window, Mo Cheng let go of his five senses and listened attentively.
There were two different sounds of breathing and heartbeats in the room, and a deep voice asked, "Medical Officer, how is the examination going?"
"Sir." The medical officer's voice was very respectful. It was obvious that the other person's status was much higher than his. "We have completed all the examinations. The soldiers generally showed the characteristics of Dragonborn. Combined with previous experiences, the entire camp may have been transformed into Dragonborn."
"That's not what I need, Medical Officer. Tell me whether the transformation will sufficiently enhance the combat effectiveness of the soldiers, and whether we can master this technology, and..."
The deep voice paused, "Is it possible to keep this matter secret?"
"I'm afraid it's difficult, sir." The medical officer replied respectfully, "The transformation of the soldiers is still ongoing. This is the physical examination report. It is certain that the combat effectiveness of the soldiers has generally increased by one level, and is still increasing. If we upgrade the soldiers' equipment, it can even be increased by two or three levels."
"We are trying to decipher it technically, but without relevant data, our progress will not be very optimistic."
"As for the issue of confidentiality, I'm afraid it's impossible. Your Excellency, our people in Rotal City reported that they found something in the underground water source that was definitely related to [Dragonization]. And they secretly found a few people to experiment. The residents of Rotal City may have also undergone transformation, but I don't know why it failed."
"Hmph, has the Dragon Cult's plan finally failed?"
After a long silence, the deep voice spoke again, "If, I mean if..."
He seemed to be thinking of something difficult to do, and his calm voice contained an undisguised excitement.
"If you obtain the information of the Dragon Worship Order, can you decipher and master the technology before the news is leaked?"
Hearing this, Mo Cheng began to frown. He had a very bad idea, and judging from the current situation, the execution of this idea might be very high.
All I could hear was that deep voice continuing, "Your Majesty, the cooperation between you and the Dragon Cult should be known to as few people as possible. In addition, the [Dragonborn] soldiers will become our country's secret weapon. Before we have mastered the technology and transformed the legions into Dragonborn on a large scale, this news must not be leaked."
"Sir, you mean..."
"The Dragon Cult committed an unforgivable crime against the city of Rothal. They performed a blood sacrifice on the entire city. All the residents of Rothal, including the nobles, were killed."
He casually told an excuse, a story, and a scapegoat.
After hearing this, how could Mo Cheng not understand what the [Flame Legion] wanted to do.
Massacre!
Administrator Bob believed that the [Flame Legion] only intended to clean out the civilians, leaving no one alive. He didn't expect that they were also within the scope of the [cleansing].
Oh, that's right. The idea of slaughtering even the nobles was just proposed by that deep voice in order to keep it as secret as possible.
The night deepened and the moon set.
The two guys in the room chatted for a long time and supplemented the details of the plan. It was not until dawn that the medical officer left the room.
The only person left in the room was the commander-in-chief of the [Flame Legion] force. He seemed to be King Bezeko's right-hand man and blood relative, and also a marquis.
After a night of plotting, the Marquis seemed to feel a little tired and yawned involuntarily.
Mo Cheng was waiting for this moment, the darkest time before dawn, when the human body is most tired.
While the Marquis was yawning, Mo Cheng took action.
Silently and without causing any disturbance of the wind, the earth-shattering power was contained in that simple palm.
Mo Cheng's palm quietly touched the Marquis's vest, and then a horrifying vibration shattered all the flesh and blood in the Marquis' body, turning it into juice that sprayed out from his pores.
With one strike, Mo Cheng exploded with thunder in silence, killing the Marquis with one strike, and turning him into a piece of human skin.
At the same time, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, causing the spurting blood and flesh to condense into ice, ensuring that not a trace of bloody smell was spread out.
The sudden attack happened in just a moment, and when the second hand of the clock in the room just moved to the next grid, everything was settled.
A marquis of a country lost his life so easily, leaving only a piece of intact human skin in Mo Cheng's hand as proof of his existence.
