"What's wrong?"

Hearing the voice outside, Fang Zheng immediately asked. This carriage certainly didn't have high-tech capabilities like automatic driving. The driver was a young man sent by Clark. His name was Garrison, and he was a smart guy. Because he was too young, he didn't fight on the front line before, but was responsible for logistics work in the rear, so he was not injured. In addition, he was very smart and familiar with the terrain here, so Clark let him be responsible for driving the carriage.

"It's like this, there seems to be something...wrong with the base..."

"stronghold?"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows, then he opened the door, got off the carriage, and came to the driver's side. Seeing him coming, the clever young man immediately nodded to him respectfully, and then pointed forward.

"My Lord, look..."

Following the direction of Garrison's finger, Fang Zheng soon saw a stronghold not far down the hill. According to Clark, this stronghold was the safest place in the area. It had 50 soldiers stationed there and a Templar. This was a stronghold that connected the Order Fortress with the rear of the Northern Alliance, so it was usually very busy and heavily guarded.

But now, it looked dilapidated, the originally solid outer wall had several holes missing, and burning black smoke could be seen. This was not just a little bit wrong, no matter how you looked at it, there was something wrong here.

"How is it possible? Could it be that even the stronghold has been breached?"

Fang Zheng's body was strengthened by the Zerg, and his vision was more than ten times that of an ordinary person, which was basically like having a telescope. Therefore, he only took a glance and immediately understood the situation of the base, but the young man obviously did not have this ability. In his eyes, the base was just a small black dot. If he had not relied on his experience to determine that the black smoke came from the direction of the base, he would not even suspect that something was wrong there.

But now, standing here and staring at the small black dot in the distance, the young man felt more and more uneasy.

"That shouldn't be the case. Even if we encountered a pack of black wolves, the base should have enough power to withstand the attack. How could it be possible..."

"I'll go check out the situation."

Fang Zheng interrupted the young man's mumbling, patted him on the shoulder, and then glanced around.

"Drive the carriage to a safe place first, and I will investigate what happened there."

"You're going alone? Sir, will you be able to..."

However, before the young man could finish his words, he heard a soft "swish" sound in his ears. When he turned around again, he was surprised to find that Fang Zheng, who was supposed to be standing not far from him, had disappeared without a trace like a ghost.

“…This is really scary.”

Looking at the empty ground, Garrison patted his chest. If he hadn't seen Fang Zheng's teleportation-like ability on the city wall, he would have thought that he had encountered a legendary forest monster or ghost...

Fang Zheng didn't know what Garrison was thinking at the moment, so he had already arrived at the gate not far from the stronghold and was looking at the stronghold in front of him with a serious expression.

If Fang Zheng had only guessed before, he was now almost certain that the stronghold had already fallen. The door of the stronghold was open, and blood was everywhere on the walls and the ground. Even scattered weapons and charred corpses could be seen on the ground. It was obvious that there had indeed been a fierce battle here.

However, Fang Zheng showed such a serious expression not because the stronghold was breached, but because he smelled a faint smell of sulfur in the burnt ashes on the ground. Although those black wolves can spit fire, the flames they spit out are magical and clean and have no smell. In fact, there is only one kind of fire that has this unique sulfur smell.

That is the fire from hell.

And in Fang Zheng's memory, on this continent, there is only one kind of person who can use this kind of fire.

Cultist.

To be precise, it was the followers of the Church of the Day of Destruction. In their "holy book", there is a detailed prophecy that the whole world will eventually be devoured by flames and destroyed. Therefore, the followers of the Church of the Day of Destruction particularly like to use the power of fire to show their power and authority. The primitive, violent nature of the hellfire that can burn everything to ashes perfectly interprets the cultists' imagination of the fire of destruction, so they learned how to fight with the help of the power of this fire from hell. And the more outstanding the cultists are, the more skilled they are in using this power.

As for why Fang Zheng knew all this? It was very simple. Although he had changed his body, Williams' memory was still in his mind! As a cultist, the boy was quite qualified. Fang Zheng even dug out a little secret from his memory - to judge how strong a cultist is, you can tell by smelling the smell of hellfire on him.

Fang Zheng also learned from Williams' memory that some crazy high-level believers would even completely infuse the hellfire into their bodies and use secret methods to restrain their power. In this way, these high-level believers can use extremely powerful hellfire to fight anytime and anywhere, and they can also self-destruct if they can't win...

The situation of this stronghold seemed a little strange to Fang Zheng. From the outside, it looked like it had been attacked fiercely. It was obvious that this stronghold had faced a very fierce attack from the beginning. However, the inside of the stronghold was relatively calm, and the items in most rooms were intact, except for signs of being searched. In other words, after the stronghold was breached, it surrendered quickly, and then everyone was taken away... Hmm?

At this moment, Fang Zheng's ears suddenly moved, and then he turned his head and looked at the wall beside him. Soon, Fang Zheng's eyes began to change, his originally dark brown eyes quickly turned golden, and his pupils turned into a vertical line.

This is also the ability that Fang Zheng inherited from the Zerg gene. With this ability, he can not only see things in the dark easily, but can even use techniques similar to "infrared detection" to scan for the existence of life. However, although these abilities are convenient, Fang Zheng cannot use them at any time. Because when using these abilities, his eyes will inevitably transform into the form of the Zerg. This is obviously difficult to explain to outsiders, so unless he is alone or has no other choice, Fang Zheng is not willing to expose his abilities from the Zerg.

Soon, in Fang Zheng's eyes, the world began to change. A bright red color enveloped the entire world, and then it became dim. Then, Fang Zheng saw a bright red figure leaning against the door not far away on the other side of the wall, making a fighting posture. It was obvious that the other party seemed to have noticed something and was planning to launch a sneak attack on him.

A survivor? Or an invader?

Fang Zheng clenched the sword in his hand, blinked, and looked away. Then Fang Zheng stretched out his hand, clenched the sword, and chopped down at the wall with all his strength!

The dazzling sword light hit the solid wall like a battering ram, and the stone wall began to dent and crack under the sword. At the same time, the world in front of Fang Zheng began to change.

The scattered debris suddenly slowed down, turning slowly, just like a snail flying through the air. This situation was very similar to the bullet time scene in the FPS that Fang Zheng played in his previous life. In fact, this was also the source of Fang Zheng's inspiration. There are many ways to use time ability, and this is one of them he figured out.

After all, in the games he played in his previous life, there were so many ways to utilize time!

Fang Zheng rushed into the hole in one step, and soon he saw a figure retreating in a hurry. It was obvious that the opponent had not expected that his opponent would play by the rules and directly demolish the wall instead of going through the main door. The man raised his sword and tried to fight back. Unfortunately, in Fang Zheng's eyes, his movements were as slow as a turtle. Before he could raise his sword, the Sky-breaking Sword in Fang Zheng's hand was already pressed against his neck.

And at this moment, time resumed again.

“Patta…”

The scattered rubble flew in all directions, and smoke and dust were everywhere for a while. The man struggled for a while, but before he could make the next move, Fang Zheng saw the face of the man in front of him clearly, and then he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Knight Conan? Why is it you? What are you doing here?"