A divine scepter glowing with a pale golden glow, grasped in the form of a humanoid by Edward's orb of divine will.

The mimic humanoid moved slowly, and indifferently knocked the scepter in his hand lightly on the ground.

Then, Di, the first commander of the city guard, who was standing opposite Edward and was still talking nonsense to Edward just now, was directly pressed to the ground by the sudden appearance of the holy power giant hand, unable to move.

…… That's it?

Behind Di, a group of city guards who were about to act froze, and they looked at Di who was being controlled in horror, watching him fail to get out for a long time.

As a master of soil attributes, the job of drilling into the ground is definitely as simple and skilled as eating and drinking for Di.

However, with such a skillful skill, he obviously lay down on the ground and touched the earth, but Di couldn't use it.

It's as absurd as a fish drowning in the water.

Move quickly, boss, get into the ground and get up and fight back! What about the black steel rock snake in the ground? Call out and help!

A group of city guard masters broke out in a cold sweat, and as for the original Di's order to attack Bailey, it was directly forgotten by this group of masters at this moment.

Not to mention attacking other little girls, they don't even dare to move at this time!

Before the overlord high priest who strongly suppressed Di did not take the next step, ran to tease the little girl, was it not fast enough to die?

Boss, aren't you crazy on weekdays, now you've been pressed to the ground and rubbed, don't you hurry up and fight back, think about your usual majesty.

The city guards who played with the wooden people maintained the appearance of iceberg faces on the surface, but their inner activities were active at this time, breaking through the limits of the past.

It's impossible to fight, didn't you see that your boss was pressed to the ground and rubbed back and forth.

This recklessness is estimated to be given for nothing on the spot.

As for escaping......

You can't escape, not to mention that this place must be staring at the poisonous master behind, and the vast coercion exuded by the overlord high priest is as if to say to them: You run one and try, and those who dare to run are counted as one, and the dog's legs are discounted for you!

The high priest who faced the overlord did not dare, and he could not escape.

So, now all hope is pinned on the man who was pressed to the ground.

The battle in front of the cliff slum fell into a stagnant stage, the boss of the city guard was controlled, the younger brothers did not dare to move, and Edward was directly distracted in the battle.

The opponent is too weak, which really makes Edward unable to pay much attention at the moment.

Edward opened up his perception and encompassed the entire Valley of the Wicked into his "vision".

Edward planned to make a direct assessment of the Valley of the Wicked, and he wanted to see with his own eyes the specific appearance of the root of all evil and the capital of evil in the Eastern Continent.

As soon as the perception spread, Edward discovered that most of the people around the slums had been emptied, leaving only a few homeless people who were not worthy of being called "human" in the eyes of the poisoner.

Farther away, Edward sensed several protective nets, and a powerful man hired by the poisoners or tycoons of the Valley of the Wicked temporarily assembled and mobilized, with a more luxurious number of elves, surrounded the direction of the slums.

All sorts of surveillance methods, even from a distance, kept a close look at the battles taking place in the slums.

The more they looked at them, the more solemn they became, and they were like facing a great enemy, and even many of them turned a little pale.

Further back, Edward saw several people being persuaded to leave by the guards, and they had the same smell as the two women Bailey had met earlier.

They are poisoners.

As soon as the battle began, they were about to be persuaded to leave, and several poison masters were quite dissatisfied, and they were losing their temper with the guards who persuaded them.

Compared to their own guards and masters from all walks of life, the vision of the poison masters in terms of combat is actually not high.

After all, even in the medical city, the first task of doctors is not to fight, but to treat the sick and save lives, develop more and better medicines, and assist others.

And in the Valley of the Wicked, where the Poison Master is supreme, it is even more impossible to come into contact with combat.

Coupled with the poison master who was expelled from the medical city and banished to the Valley of the Wicked, there is a guy who is almost always mentally and character-deficient, so their understanding of combat is even lower.

Therefore, for the battle on the other side of the slums, several poison masters are completely incomprehensible.

They only knew that the leader of their own dogs, the first commander of the city guard, was really a little embarrassed, and as soon as the war started, before he could show anything, he was pressed to the ground, and he didn't move for a long time, and he didn't struggle for a while, as if he was dead.

As soon as you coax the goods, you will change them when you turn around! I don't know which idiot collected the money, and it was too irresponsible to carry this waste to this position.

Several poison masters scolded wantonly, expressing their ignorance.

As everyone knows, they are now dying, and the sanctions belonging to Edward can fall on their heads at any time.

Edward didn't deal with these jumping clowns for the first time, he just left a mental mark on these people that was difficult for others to detect, ensuring that the large-scale magic that would be launched later would accurately hit the target.

Then, Edward spread his perception farther away.

In the slums, the fighting continues, away from the slums, away from the area behind the defensive line.

How the people of the Valley of the Wicked usually live, how they still live.

So, Edward saw hell......

A living man, lying on the operating table with his eyes blank, he was disemboweled, several organs were removed, and he wailed and watched, under the indifferent ignorance of the poisoner and several assistants around him, waiting for death.

Next to the person whose organs had been removed was also an operating table, on which was a semi-anesthetized pangolin-like elf.

"Subject 03659, awake, is well adapted and does not show rejection......"

"Good!" The poison master, who hadn't made much movement before, immediately became excited, and he looked at the elf on the operating table in surprise, his eyes lit up.

However, just when the poisoner was excited, the elf on the operating table coughed suddenly and painfully, and the next moment, the crisis came.

“…… Warn! Subject 03659, heart rate surge! …… Yes, it's rejection! ”

The poison master suddenly became anxious and roared: "Quick, hurry up and administer the medicine!" ”

After a scramble, Subject 03659 was still dead.

"Shit!" The poisoner looked at the elf with gray pupils, and was so angry that he smashed the instrument in his hand directly on the corpse of the dead organ provider on one side, and he stomped his foot in a rage.

"Processing, after an hour, prepare for the next experiment 03660." With that, the enraged poisoner turned and left the operating room.

……

It is also an experimental base for the poisoner, and unlike the operating room, this time it is the "experimental material" living area.

The half-grown boy excitedly held the white bread in his hand, took three steps and two steps, and rushed back to his residence, a narrow room filled with ten people.

"Sister, sister, look what I got!"

Before he could enter the door, the boy shouted, and then he plunged into the room.

But as soon as he entered the door and looked in the direction of his and his sister's bed, his heart pounded.

The two adults in white robes stood indifferently at the head of the bed, holding a board, scanning the people on the bed and recording something.

"No. 3011, confirmed dead one hour and thirteen minutes after taking the drug. After taking the drug, No. 3011 developed webbing between his fingers and toes, and his limbs were alienated to a certain extent. Cause of death: rejection of the drug by the body. ”

"After recording, prepare for the next experiment, follow the instructions of the section leader, and continue to increase the dosage of Comos cells." The white-robed man who was crouching next to the girl on the bed stood up, nodded calmly to the recorder, and then fixed his eyes on Number 3012, who had just broken into the room.

"Number 3012, come with us." didn't care about any brother and sister relationship, the two white-robed people who only had materials in their eyes indifferently ordered to the half-grown boy.

As he spoke, a green rattan whip quietly appeared, binding the half-grown boy firmly.

Then the two white-robed men ignored the dead girl on the bed and forced the half-grown boy to walk out of the room.

"No, no! My sister, my sister! Save my sister, please save my sister! Number 3012 struggled frantically.

He reached out his only untied hand in the direction of the girl.

"Someone will take care of it, now number 3012, come with us!"