Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1376: Secret Weapons

The three guests who got off the road were all wearing cloaks, and the leader took off his hat, revealing short silver hair. At first glance, he looked like a young and handsome human man, but his skin was pitch black like a Baltic. Even Morocco, which had seen countless people, was not sure of the identity of the man.

The man silently stretched out a hand from his cloak. There was a ring on the middle finger of that hand. A woman opened her arms on the ring. Seeing this, Morocco's entire body tightened. Then, the young man said calmly, "Now you know what you can do for us, right?"

Morocco trembled slightly and said to his trusted confidant, "Yuka, close the door. The shop won't open today."

The man named Youjia looked at his boss doubtfully, and Morocco shouted "Hurry up" before closing the shop. Morocco tried its best to speak calmly, "Follow me, gentlemen."

He tried his best to restrain himself, but his fingertips trembled from time to time. It was clear that his heart was still not truly calm. No wonder he couldn't calm down if it was anyone else. He recognized the ring. In fact, his trip to the Great Wasteland had not gone smoothly. Even the little money from selling off his family business was quickly lost in the wilderness. In the end, Morocco could only survive and enter the Land of Lost.

In the Forgotten Realm, he almost died. Once, he almost died under the claws of a strange beast. Fortunately, an odd old man saved him. Not only did the old man save him, he also gave him a cart full of green crystals, which was the capital of Morocco's comeback. The old man also promised to continue funding Morocco for the next few decades, and had kept that promise for decades, otherwise Morocco would not have been able to rise rapidly in just a decade. Of course, there was no such thing as a free lunch, and the old man had his own conditions. He gave Morocco a ring and told him that whenever someone with the same ring came looking for him, he would do his best to cooperate and assist him, regardless of what that person needed.

Morocco agreed, and after he made his fortune, he would come to the Desert Boat Shop every day. Because this was the meeting point he had agreed with the old man. Even though no one had visited this old shop in the Realm of Legacy for decades, Morocco believed that one day that person would come.

Today, the person he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

In a hidden room behind the old shop, Morocco invited the three of them to sit down and took off a necklace from their necks. On the necklace was a ring that looked the same as the other party. He touched the ring with his hand and sighed with emotion, "Back then, it was thanks to the grace of the Forgotten Realm that Morocco came into being." I've been wondering when the ring bearer will come, but I didn't expect to wait for decades. You've finally come today, so I won't ask you any more questions. Just tell me what I, Morocco, need to do. "

Of course, these three were Ellen's group. The ring on Ellen's hand was given to him by Grace after he told him the list. It was a token to contact the Dark Chess of the Realm of the Legacy. '"Mr. Morocco, you have lived in Mokedan for decades. I believe you are quite familiar with the city and its people. I would like to ask you something about it," said Alan, without beating around the bush.

"Just say it. I know everything." Morocco nodded.

Alan asked casually, "Who is the city lord now and what kind of person is he?"

"City Lord? That's Lord Gurant. Lord Gurant has been in charge of this city for a long time. This person is one of the generals of the empire. Oh, there are many generals in the Demon Shadow Kingdom, but there are only ten generals. Lord Gurant is not one of them. His strength shouldn't be too outstanding amongst the generals. After all, the Empire had been at war with Duobia for a long time. Generals with some strength were sent to the eastern region. Generals on the southern front were basically the ones with the least combat strength. But even so, Lord Gurant is still an expert in this city. "

Allen asked another question: "What are the main defensive strengths of Mokdan?"

The next moment, the two of them asked and answered questions, and in the blink of an eye, a morning had passed. Allen's questions were all about the current situation of Mokdan, but his questions were rarely related to each other. The first question, for example, is who is well-known in the city, and the next is likely to be the distribution of buildings in an urban area. Luckily, Morocco had lived in this city for decades and knew Mocdan like the back of his hand. He answered whatever Allen asked. After a series of questions, according to what Morocco had said, Allen had already put together a rough picture of the current situation of Moktan in his mind.

The current population of Mokedan was close to 300,000, which was similar to that of the Great Wasteland. However, Mokedan was not as large as the wastelands, so the population was obviously denser than the wastelands. The current nominal owner of the city was the imperial general Gurant. According to Morocco's description, Allen roughly estimated the general's strength. Gurant's strength should only be at the level of an ordinary ruler-level powerhouse. He should have less water than those who piled up green crystals, but it wouldn't be the hands and feet of a powerhouse like Laura.

In general, it might be slightly lower than the White Devil Luci, and it was somewhere between Bloodeye Azes and him.

Secondly, there were three generals under Gurant, who were a bit weaker than him. These people were Mo Ke Dan's high-level combat strength, followed by the troops of the stronghold city. There were 50,000 Shadow Army troops stationed here. Honestly speaking, there weren't many troops, but relying on a stronghold like Mokedan, it was still possible to swallow twice or even three times as many troops as his own. If that was the case, then Allen had a 70% chance of winning the war. However, according to Morocco, a month ago, the empire sent Bali, the Berserk Demon, and three thousand Berserk Shadow Army soldiers.

According to Morocco, imperial generals like Bali were experts who came into contact with the Void Origin Energy. In other words, they were close to, or even comparable to, Allen. Alan's current Origin Energy had dropped to Level 26. It wasn't impossible for him to defeat such an expert, but winning or even killing the opponent wasn't as simple as that. After brushing through the experts under his control, only Tong Wu would have the chance to kill the Berserk Demon. Even if the others were Hubble, the outcome would still be close.

Bali VI, Hubble IV.

Berserker Bali also brought an adjutant and three Guild Leaders. These four were all at the level of imperial generals, especially Bali's aides. According to Demonic Shadow Empire's standards, the strength of an aide general was between a general and an ordinary general. In other words, it was said that the Berserk Demon Adjutant was a woman, and his strength was probably on par with Laura's. Finally, there were three thousand Berserk Shadow Army soldiers. Morocco's voice was clearly trembling when it came to this army.

Among the several armies of the empire, the Berserk Shadow Army was definitely the most elite. Almost all of the Berserk Shadow Army soldiers were experts. These three thousand people, together with the Mockdale Stronghold, would probably be stronger than the original defenders of the stronghold if they were converted into combat strength.

Apart from the strong and the army, Mok Dan, as a stronghold, was naturally not a city that could be easily captured. Mo Kedan City was a hundred meters tall, and the weapon system had blocked the ground and air strikes. Its defensive barrier was said to be able to withstand all-out attacks from the battleship's main cannons. It could be seen how thick this barrier was. Of course, it was one thing to receive, but it was another to be able to receive as many main artillery shells as possible. But no matter what, it was certain that Mo Kedan's defensive barrier was very strong.

Apart from the defensive barriers and weapons systems, Mockedan also had 300 combat airships. This air power could not be ignored, especially since Allen did not have any combat airships in his possession. As for the Fire Falcon, which served as a combat unit in the air, it had to rely on its numerical advantage in order to be able to defeat Mokedan's fleet of flying ships.

By the way, when Berserker Bali came to Mokedan a month ago, he brought a secret weapon with him. I heard it's powerful, according to Gurant. If they were struck head-on by that weapon, experts below the Paragon level would immediately be annihilated. It's a pity that Gurant is reluctant to say more about this. I wonder if it's because Bali strictly forbids leakage, or because Gurant doesn't know much about it. "

"Secret weapon?" Alan narrowed his eyes. If he really had such a weapon, he had to be careful. It was no joke that a direct hit would kill anyone below the Paragon level. He gently turned the ring and said, "Mr. Morocco, is there any way to find out the truth about this weapon?"

"This" Morocco's expression was ugly as he gritted his teeth. "I can only say that you will stay in the city for a few days. I'm afraid that you won't be able to find out about such a thing for a while."

"Then I'll stay here for a week. Mr. Morocco can find out as much as you want within a week."

Morocco nodded and said, "Well, what else do I need to do?"

"I don't need it for the time being. If I need it, I'll come find you." Alan stood up and said, "It's getting late. We'll take our leave first so that Mr. Morocco won't be suspected."

"I'll send you out."

"No need, that would be too conspicuous."

Morocco did not insist, so he had Yoga's trusted aide escort Alan and the others out. Landing on the road, Allen said to Belmord, "Come back and look at this big businessman later."

"What? Is there something wrong with him?" Trisley turned around and asked.

"I'm not sure now." Alan smiled and said, "But it's always right to be careful."

After watching Lu Che leave, Youga returned to the shop to see Morocco. Looking at Morocco's worried look, Yoga asked, "Boss, who are they?"

"They are from the Forgotten Realm. That person asked questions just now, but the main question is about Mockdale's army and defensive strength. It seems like they want to attack this city."

Yoga was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "How is this possible? Even if we gather the strength of those characters in the Great Wasteland, they won't be able to defeat Mok Dan."

"Indeed, but with the addition of the power of the Forgotten Realm, it's hard to say."