When you open the door of the underground space, you will be greeted by a dull smell, which can only be found in a space that has been sealed for a long time. It was filled with the smell of rusty metal and the smell of dust.

Huge steel panels form the walls, digging a huge space under the ground that is not visible. The steel is a sturdy structure that supports an equally sturdy steel platform, and shoes make a clattering sound when they step on it. The surface of the platform has a cross-shaped protrusion to reduce shoe slippage, and a one-person high protective fence is thoughtfully built on the edge.

The staircase extends a little way underground, about 10 sub-distances or so deep. There are all kinds of building materials and miscellaneous items piled up along the way, and the lights are abundant, but I don't have to worry about pure darkness. Looking around, countless pipes from the metal walls pierced out of the pitch-black space beneath your feet and into the top wall, as well as some long ladders for staff to access them. It looks quite modern.

"Wow, I thought it was something like a sewer that's been around for years, isn't that cool?" Randy looked around with interest and whistled.

Originally, I thought it was a masonry structure with a rotten smell of the gutter, but I didn't expect it to be in this style.

However, in this case, it is a bit disadvantageous to fight.

Hearing his own voice echo through the space, Randy thought. After all, this kind of terrain, the area of the battle is too restricted, and besides, accidentally stepping on the gutter is just a disgusting point, and it will be okay to go back and wash your pants and take a shower, and the worst outcome is to throw away the clothes of the day, which is not a big deal, but if you fall from here............ Randy glanced at his bottomless feet and whistled again.

"According to the records in the database, it seems that construction began at the same time as the urban plan twenty years ago. In addition to water supply pipes, sewage pipes, and garbage disposal facilities, it seems that there are also guide cables and various related equipment. Theo explained as he glanced at Randy, seemingly unhappy with his whistling behavior.

Lloyd reproduced the itinerary in his mind and sighed, "This is the central square...... I didn't expect there to be a Warcraft activity under the square. ”

"Monsters here generally can't reach the ground, but I've heard that there are occasional incidents where workers at the construction site are attacked. At the moment, however, there does not seem to be enough capacity on the part of the police to respond adequately. Theo explained, his eyes drifting to the top wall, not knowing what he was thinking.

"That's why we need to clean it up, right? Find out. Randy concluded with a smile. For him, fighting was a daily routine, and if his job was to clean up the monsters or something, it was much better than sitting in the police station all day in front of all kinds of papers and reports, which he hated the most.

Lloyd nodded in agreement. "That's probably the case, not to mention whether it falls within the purview of the investigator, but it's a job that has to be handled. Think of it as a test or anything else, let's get it done. ”

"It's really serious." Randy said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

"Familiarize yourself with the essentials of each step and move forward steadily." As she spoke, Ellie took out the black notebook she had just received, the police handbook, and began to write down something.

Meanwhile, Sergei was smoking a cigarette and taking a slow walk in Crossbell's harbor area.

The Special Mission Support Section was a department that he had established against the influence of the public, and as such, it was constrained in all respects.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that this listless decadent middle-aged man really had two hits and a very wide range of contacts, this department would not have been able to be established at all.

The first thing that is reflected in this limitation is that the Special Mission Support Section does not have its own dormitory. To solve this, Sergei rented an old building in the central square as a dormitory.

The reason for this is, of course, the central square being well-connected and the quick way to get anywhere in the city of Crossbell whenever you want to go. As for the cheap rent, just by the way, by the way. Sergei stressed in his heart.

And Lloyd's group, who didn't know this, their salutes were temporarily placed at the police headquarters. Sergei found a random moving company and helped them move the salute to the building that was temporarily used as a dormitory.

However, for this reason, the building would be in a very messy situation for a few hours. In order to wait for the young men to return from their mission, Sergei decided to go for a walk and have a meal by the way.

There is a noodle restaurant in the harbor area that he used to use to come to with his colleagues.

It's a roadside stall with the word "noodles" written on a red curtain, and you can smell the mixture of broth and chili peppers from afar. Sergei was lucky today, in general, it was always crowded. Everyone eats noodles around the folding table in front of the stall, because the store is not very large, and if there are seven or eight people sitting at the same time, it will feel crowded.

There are only three people eating noodles today, two men and one woman. Sergei thought for a moment and, in order to avoid suspicion, sat down next to a man wearing a knitted hat.

"Boss, the same old way."

"Oh, Sergei, wait a minute." The boss took the moment to smile at the regulars, and boldly grabbed a large handful of noodles and threw them into the boiling noodle soup, which was constantly boiling with red oil.

I wonder if there will be any mess with those boys? Thinking of the possible situation, Sergei smiled unkindly.

"Oh!" Jumping, a beautiful turn in mid-air, the axe gun clenched with both hands drew a beautiful arc, and the hit was not a single bit. The mouse-like monster took a blow to the head, and with a squeak, it turned into a blue-purple light and dissipated. The shards of beautiful gems in the stomach that had not yet been digested clinked to the ground.

Needle-eared rats, this rat-shaped monster has very wide ears, and the ears are round and hard, with thorns on them. It's not a much-troubled Warcraft. Slightly more troublesome, they are gregarious.

Just as Randy fell, two pinear rats immediately lunged at him, their heads down, aiming the thorns in their ears at Randy's broad back as much as they could.

Ellie aims carefully, she is quite confident in shooting moving targets, but when she shoots moving targets, her shooting speed will decrease. Just in case, Lloyd, who rushed to the front with Randy, immediately stepped back and guarded Randy's back.

It was supposed to have been a bullet that broke a pin-ear mouse, and Lloyd broke a pin-ear mouse, and everyone had a happy ending.

However, Randy is not a weak person, and the warriors who dare to charge into battle often have extraordinary reflexes. Randy, of course, sensed the attack from behind, and he smiled playfully, turning around and slashing with another axe. Afterwards...... The axe and gun hit the target very steadily: Lloyd.

Fortunately, Lloyd and Randy were standing relatively close, but the long rod of the axe gun hit Lloyd's flank, and if he was hit by the blunt blade of the axe gun, it was inevitable that he would have a bad breath for more than ten minutes. Ellie's shot was accurate. The remaining one managed to hit Randy's shoulder, and while it wasn't too painful, the thorns in the ear rat's ear had cracked a tiny hole in Randy's orange coat.

Randy grabbed it by the tail and threw it right outside the fence. Whether it fell to its death or landed on a platform somewhere below is none of his business for the time being.

"Are you alright, Lloyd?" Although the boy holding his flank hindered his counterattack, he was also kind, and Randy kindly reached out to him and pulled him up.

"Ahem, it's okay......" Lloyd said with a strong grip, his hand not leaving his flank. The hot pain made the area around the wound numb.

I guess it's swollen, so I'll deal with it later. Lloyd rubbed his wound and sighed, "Randy is so strong." ”

"Hawkers, not next time~~" Randy also smiled a little embarrassedly, although Lloyd's words did not have any sarcasm, but Randy still felt strange to accept this kind of compliment just after injuring his teammates.

Theo glanced at the two men and silently came to a conclusion. "There's really no tacit understanding."

She walked over to Lloyd, took out Anigema, and put her slender fingers on it, a blue-white glow covering her arm, and then struck Lloyd's wound like an arrow.

A cold sensation spread from the wound throughout the body, as if a gentle stream of water washed away the pain.

Regeneration in channeling magic. While reducing pain, it injects vitality into the body's cells in a short period of time, stimulates the activity of the Seven Pulses in the body to accelerate the body's self-healing power.

"Recovery? I really forgot that there was this. Lloyd scratched his head a little embarrassed, because he didn't use too much, and when Lloyd was injured, he didn't even think to ask Theo to help him heal.

However, the guiding force magic is really handy. Lloyd took out his anigma and pressed the yellow loop embedded in the center.

It was as if a gentle mass of gas was converging in the arm, from the heart, from the brain, from the blood, from all over the body, and injected into the anigma through the fingers, causing resonance. Imagine that the clods of earth coalesce on the outside of the body into a hard protective wall, and the body becomes hard as it goes.

An earthy yellow light enveloped Lloyd's hand, and then, from his hand, spread throughout his body.

"Wow, no matter how many times you watch it, you think it's cool." Randy said this, slapping his broad palm on Lloyd's shoulder and squeezing it hard. "Oh, my body is getting stronger."

Earth-based flare veins are mild, and most earth-based support spells are defense-oriented.

By the way, Lloyd and they are now using the circuit that Chief Sergei gave them. Although on average it is only 1 per person, the fighting here is not fierce and it is enough.

"After all, we're just starting to work together." Ellie spoke. "When we get acquainted with each other's fighting styles, we'll be fine."

"That's right." Lloyd nodded, got in order, and walked to the front of the line. In the distance, several aqua-blue mud-like demonic beasts were slowly moving.