"Take it easy, young man," the figure turned half of its body to reveal the wrinkled, kind, peaceful face of an old woman. The old man wears a hooded garment, and (mysteriously) still wears a hood when he is alone in the room. This hood was large and covered half of her face. "Don't call me Lord Archon or anything, just call me an old woman. She chuckled softly, as if amused by her statement.

"By the way, what are you looking for this old woman like me?"

"Execution...... My lord, this is what you want...... The monitoring system of the base camp ......"

"This one. The old woman seemed to be sluggish in reaching out a hand, but with a slight movement of her hand, the things in the young officer's hand flew directly to the table in front of her. It was a similar but larger electronic instrument to the terminal.

Hui Yue did not have a regular army of warlocks on the front line of the Banshee's Gate, but through some other channels, there were quite a few warlocks in the base camp. Even if you stay on the side of the road and don't move, at the end of the day, you can see one or two at any point.

It's so easy to tell how to tell a warlock apart. Because warlocks almost never wear the uniforms of the regular army. And in this city, the number of non-military personnel is as small as that of warlocks. So as long as you see those who are not wearing military uniforms, you dare not say 100%, at least 50% are warlocks.

But I don't know if it's psychological, this archon feels different from all warlocks. I couldn't feel anything, but there was an indescribable weight in the air.

The old woman held out a hand, and interestingly, although her arm movements were sluggish and slow (like most old men in the twilight of life), her fingers were as nimble as those of a young man of eighteen.

I don't know when the sensor light slowly dimmed, and in the dim light, it seemed that the middle of the old man's half of the face hidden under the hood - that is, the position of her eyes - emitted a red light that made people shudder to look at.

The young man—who was in fact only a junior officer, forced at gunpoint by his superiors to serve as an orderly for the consul—felt a little out of control of his legs. But he didn't know if he should leave at this time.

"Oh," the old woman finally came to her senses, and seemed to notice something unusual in the young man standing by the door. "Anything else?"

"No, no...... Not...... Without. ”

"Then you go down, I'll look for you if there's something. The Archon said. The latter hurried away as if he had heard of the amnesty.

The old woman, though very old, was no stranger to manipulating these things. The projection equipment on the instrument quickly reflects the image. It must be said that the base camp also seems to understand that it is quite chaotic inside, so a lot of surveillance equipment has been installed, and the whole city is under surveillance, even this room is no exception. Because it was only a few strokes of work, the old woman's picture appeared in front of her eyes. The lens is in an oblique position.

She looked up and looked diagonally upward, with a demonic glow shining from the other half of her face hidden in the hood, "It's well installed...... Really...... I didn't even notice it. Her hand made a light grip on the void, and a very inconspicuous small bulge in the corner of the wall suddenly let out the usual "gada" sound of mechanical damage, and then a faint puff of green smoke came out.

The old woman lowered her head and continued to operate the special monitoring terminal. This time it didn't take much effort to find her target quickly. "My students seem to have something amazing going on...... However, it seems to be a normal thing to say...... Radiant Moon Patron...... How is this kind of thing possible!" In the next moment, there was a terrible sound from her body, not at all like a human body, but the harsh and terrifying sound of mechanical friction.

Along with this sound, her entire body froze, half motionless.

"This guy ......," she whispered. "How could it be that he was favored by Hui Yue? I would believe that he was from another world. ”

In the terminal, after a brief silence, the audience soon erupted in a new burst of cheers. It's extremely difficult to build loyal fans in this kind of competition, so when a fighter in the ring loses, he faces a rather miserable and embarrassing situation - if they don't perform well or the opponent performs too well, he is quickly abandoned, and everyone only cheers for the winner, and no one cares how many victories the loser has won before.

It's like disposable dishes, if you lose, it's useless.

It's dark at night.

It's another clear night tonight. The two moons each occupy half of the sky and confront each other. In the faint moonlight, there seems to be some strange undercurrent.

"Click-" A bolt of lightning streaked across the moonlit night sky and struck the spire of a palace.

In the palace, in a secret room, a man with a body was staring at a translucent spherical instrument suspended in the room, he was wearing a wide cloak that covered his whole body, so that his entire face was in darkness, and the ball was carved with strange patterns, shaking slightly in the air.

If you look closely, you'll notice a strange little thing in the center of the spherical instrument. It was a small badge carved out of wood, and it looked inconspicuous at all, and could only be described as "shoddy".

"Woo-woo-" A voice that seemed to be full of resentment continued to come from the instrument, and the wooden badge trembled slightly, as if it had life.

"Click-" A brighter bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky, instantly illuminating the otherwise dark palace. In the aisle, there stood rows of soldiers, their faces expressionless, as if they were machines. The soldiers' equipment was abnormal, as all of them wore uniformly styled armor.

That's right, it's armor, not high-tech exoskeleton armor. This equipment was also active on Earth for thousands of years, but was eventually completely eliminated from the battlefield by muskets. And in this world, although the level of science and technology is higher, this kind of equipment has always retained its place and has not been eliminated.

However, those who can wear armor are not ordinary humans.

"It's time......" let out a sigh from his cloak, his hands outstretched to make a complex trajectory in front of his chest, as he whispered as he spoke. On the entire surface of the cloak, the intertwining textures began to glow red and black, and finally formed a very complex and mysterious pattern on the cloak.

"Kecha Goat!" his voice grew high-pitched. "I know you can hear me! Now, this is your last chance!"

The badge that had been shaking unnaturally in the instrument just now suddenly stopped.

"Give up your ridiculous resistance. You know you don't have even the slightest chance of winning!" the voice in the cloak continued. "You're going to cause us a loss, but that's about it. We know a lot more about you than you think. Don't try to resist fate, hold on, your defeat and destruction have long since come to an end in the trajectory of fate. ”

Then, as expected, he heard a voice.

"Are you threatening a god?" said a voice that was calm to the extreme, and seemed to be angry to the extreme. It's unclear how the sound came from, but it's clearly not airborne, but directly into the head. At the same time, a vast consciousness could be clearly felt—far beyond that of humans—descending from the unknown void.

If it were an ordinary human, even if he had the slightest awe of the unknown existence, he would tremble because he felt that unimaginable consciousness. This is not at all a huge force and will that human beings can match, and it is an existence far above human beings. In fact, almost all people, if they are unprepared for the first time to feel the power of Kecha Goat, will understand that this is a being above humans, and will not have the slightest doubt about the fact that it claims to be a god. Even if there is, it is a question of what kind of god Kecha Goat is.

However, the exception is for those who have conducted a detailed study of Kecha Goat.

Anyone who has been exposed to instruments and has also performed physical analysis on Kechakoyat will easily know that Kechakoyat is a very unbelievably intelligent being. However, it is only an intelligent creature.

"Kecha Goat, don't do this to me. The voice in the cloak did not waver even the slightest, only a deep impatience. "I know your tricks very well. These are of no use to me. This is your last chance! Choose, survive, or destroy, with powerful armies behind me, they can destroy you, and you have no way to resist. Don't think that the deformed things you've created with biotechnology are comparable to those of a warlock......"

"To survive or to perish? haha...... You think you can destroy me?" Kecha Goat was probably really angry this time, because it actually started laughing. "Come, send your useless high-ranking warlocks, and show me what these ridiculous magic of your warlocks is of use in the presence of a true god. ”

"Hmph...... You've been fooled. There was a laugh from the cloak.

"I'm just not caring. Kecha Goyat replied. "You want to use your poor machine to find out where I really are, and then let your mediocre and useless minions kill me? I knew it from the time you started carrying out this plan, but I didn't care. The purges and carnages you've carried out, the taboo trade with Kazuki, your genetically modified soldiers, and what you're doing right now, all of these actions that you think will be a blow to me, have no consequences for me, and your actions are worthless. ”

"It's useless to be stubborn, Kecha Goat, I'm sure where you are now!"

"I've always been here, and I've never moved. Kecha Koat replied coldly. "If you think you have what it takes to kill me, then just come. I will arrange a suitable ending for you in my temple. By the way, and you, you are the exception. I know that you are far from death in the lifespan of your race. And you have also mastered the means to prolong your life for a short time. That's exactly what I want. I will leave you a place on my temple torture table, there will be a thousand punishments waiting for you to be the protagonist, and even death will not be the end for you! Your soul will burn in the fire for ten thousand years, and for ten thousand years, you will suffer every second in the most desperate pain!"

The last sentence of Kecha Goyat contained such a strong hatred that the whole body of the person it was talking to stiffened unconsciously.

As the last word ended, the presence of Kecha Goyat vanished. The overwhelming will of the moment was gone, and the wooden badge in the middle of the instrument had somehow turned to ashes.

"Legion of the Wrath of the Moon!" After a long time, a sound sounded in the cloak that seemed to be squeezing out of the teeth. "According to the original plan, go to the Banshee's Gate and kill Kaicha Goat!"

Nearly six hundred high-ranking warlocks, he didn't believe that Kecha Goat had any means to fight such an army.

Although Kecha Goat is an incredible creature of unknown origin, it is just a creature after all.