In eastern Slovakia, Krompaş is one of the largest cities here.

Over Krompaxi, a luxury Boeing 787 private jet landed from a private airport outside Kronpahi.

The airport is built halfway up the mountain, usually covered with a camouflage cover, not even the satellites in the sky can illuminate, and there is an airfield here that can be used for large passenger planes to take off and land.

After stopping from the runway, the door of the plane opened, and the first person to come out was Solomon, Rothschild.

Immediately afterwards, Lathorne, Warwick, Valens, and Jiang Xiaobai.

A convoy composed entirely of SS-class genetic mercenary fighters appeared at the entrance to the airport.

"These are the powers that our family has hidden here for the Alchemist Society, and of course, the power at the top depends on you!" said Solomon Rothschild.

"Don't worry, I'll leave it to me!" said Warwick, the wolf king, in a snorting voice.

After speaking, he also glanced at Jiang Xiaobai defiantly, it should be that in the Rothschild family before, Jiang Xiaobai killed many werewolves in a circle.

I don't know how much compensation Solomon Rothschild gave Warwick, but he asked him to deal with the Alchemist Society with Jiang Xiaobai regardless of his previous suspicions.

"Where is the headquarters of the Alchemist Society?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

Solomon Rothschild pointed straight ahead.

"Krompahi, this whole city is the headquarters of the Alchemists' Society!"

"And what we're aiming for?"

"Destroy it! Find Galahad!"

Jiang Xiaobai didn't feel any pity for destroying Kronpahi, anyway, this city was not Huaxia, and his task was just to help capture Galahad, the president of the Alchemist Society.

"Let's go!"

With Solomon Rothschild's order, Jiang Xiaobai and the others got into a professional off-road vehicle and drove towards Krompahi.

Near the center of Krompahi, the tallest building in the center, Lathorne and Valence began to chant strange spells.

As the syllables in their mouths jumped out one by one, Jiang Xiaobai could feel that the fire elemental aura in nature began to slowly converge in this direction.

The dark magic they want to cast, Jiang Xiaobai has seen, and what was used to destroy the town of Romanloff in Brest before was this fire magic, called Burning City.

At this moment, somewhere in a hospital west of Krompaxi City, a Frankenstein wearing a mask, wearing a yellow hazmat suit, and carrying a jar on his back, looked up in the direction of the center of the city.

"What a dark magic, Lathorne, what the hell do you want?"

"Whew!"

A wolf howl shook the Frankenstein's body violently.

"Warwick, when did you get out with Lathorne, didn't you have all the dog's brains out some time ago?"

Frankenstein is Galahad, and legend has it that he dedicated his soul to the man who practiced the Golden Demon God, and he used the potion given by the Alchemy Demon God to transform his body and become extremely powerful, but at the price, he lost his handsome face and had to rely on the jar behind him to survive.

“#%%……”

Half an hour later, the fire elemental magic in the air had become so terrifying that even the ordinary citizens of Kronpahi could feel as if something bad was happening.

A team of strange people wearing tattered cloaks or white coats appeared in front of Jiang Xiaobai.

Some of these people are fine, just a little strangely dressed, but there are a small number of people who don't look like people directly.

A fish-man with purple skin and gills, a crab-man with six legs on the lower body, and a half-human and half-metal robot.

"The leader of the Dark Mage Society and the wolf king of the werewolves, what is your plot to descend on Krompahi?" asked one of the crab people in the lead.

Warwick took a step forward rather arrogantly, pointed at the crab man and said, "Six-legged, let Galahad come out!"

The crab man stared at Warwick deadly, what he hated most in his life was that others called him a monster, if he hadn't been able to beat Warwick, he would have rushed to clean up this half-wolf, half-human beast.

At this time, he wanted to shout, they are all monsters, half a catty and eight taels, why hurt each other.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Warwick asked, narrowing his green pupils.

The crab man shook his head, "I'm sorry, he's not here!"

Warwick smirked, revealing two bloodthirsty white fangs at the corners of his mouth, and said, "I knew that this monster would not dare to appear!"

The next moment, the crab man felt a strong wind blowing in front of him, and then his eyes flickered, and a strong fist had landed less than half a meter in front of him.

"Oops!"

He chuckled inwardly.

In the next second, his body was already flying sideways in the air.

"Boom!"

The crab man took Warwick's punch like a wild boar running onto the railroad and then being hit by a high-speed train traveling at 500 kilometers per hour, flying straight into the sky, crashing through a row of shops, and then embedded in the wall of the clock tower made of boulders.

"Kill them!"

The Frankensteins of the Alchemist Guild roared and laid siege to Warwick.

"Do it!" said Solomon Rothschild.

A team of SS-class genetic warriors beside him, except for the five who stayed behind to protect him, all the rest rushed out.

Although these genetic warriors have been strengthened by genetic drugs, and their fighting methods are not as flexible as those of naturally mutated mutants, their combat effectiveness should not be underestimated, and each genetic warrior is like a tank, rampage, overturning the billboard on the wall of the vehicle in front of him, and rushing out.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several yellow-green jars shattered on the ground, and puffs of smoke spread.

Jiang Xiaobai took a puff and found that these smokes can paralyze people's nerve perception, and they also contain severe poison, which is difficult for monks below the infancy stage to resist, although it is not enough to be directly poisoned, but the reaction ability will be greatly reduced.

No, the crab man who had just been blown away by Warwick was back, and behind him, more smaller crab people rushed up screaming.

Their six legs, like six machine guns, were constantly spraying outward, but instead of bullets, they sprayed vials of potions with different effects.

"Phew!"

An SS-class genetic warrior was struck in the chest by the crab man's red potion, and in an instant, he was corroded into a fist-sized blood hole by the reinforced flesh Google wine glass.

The genetic warrior fell to the ground and twitched twice, then never moved again.

At the top of the building, Lathorne had finished chanting the incantation, and opened his eyes at the same time as Valence, waving the staff in his hand and pointing ahead......

(End of chapter)