Fat Tiger led everyone to the roof of the mansion smoothly, and looked around to see a faint layer of arcane energy floating above the city, dyeing the city in lilac.

Standing on the top of the building hundreds of meters, Shen Fei could clearly see the scene on the street below.

Urban traffic tracks built with magic nets, large mechanical transportation equipment, and groups of night elves hurrying out of the car, and then scattered to various buildings through the roads that extend in all directions, like white-collar office workers on the earth.

Highly modern, with a perfect combination of technology and magic, it only took two hundred years for the night elves to go from nothing to what they are now.

Shen Fei lowered his gaze, if the night elves were allowed to continue to develop like this, the natural white elves would definitely not be able to fight.

The naturalistic school, which emphasizes the harmony between man and nature, has not made much progress in the past few hundred years, and even in the battle with the night elves, it is all supported by the leader priestess with the blessing of the moon god to banish all the rebellious elves. In the past hundred years, there has finally been a rising star Landos, who has slightly shared the burden on the priestess, giving her time to improve her strength.

At this moment, a night elf walking quickly on the street suddenly fell to the ground and convulsed, as if he had been hit by a stun gun, and his body was directly bowed into a shrimp.

The night elves around them were all in a hurry, walking directly past the convulsive night elf, without the slightest intention of stopping to help, and they didn't even look at it much, as if they didn't see it at all.

The night elf, who had fallen to the ground, struggled to crawl to what resembled a "phone booth" on the side of the road, and threw a few coins into his purse from his waist. The automatic "phone booth" suddenly stretched out something similar to a breathing mask, and the night elf quickly pressed it on his nose and mouth, and a rich atomized arcane energy erupted from the breathing mask.

The night elves greedily sucked the refined atomized arcane energy, and the languid color on their faces gradually improved, and after a moment it was completely back to normal. After coming out of the "phone booth", I tidied up my clothes and went to work again as if I had nothing to do.

Shen Fei witnessed this scene completely, and at the same time, there were night elves in other neighborhoods who had the same symptoms, and in the end, without exception, they all entered the "phone booth", and they came out full of vitality and radiance.

Fat Tiger's previous mana had invaded all corners of this magical city, explaining: "They are addicted to demons, and the small independent house on the side of the road is used to replenish the magic power, and such simple equipment is almost everywhere in the city." ”

Shen Fei didn't expect that the night elves' thirst for and dependence on magic had reached such a point, once they formed a magic addiction, there was no possibility of a cure, if they did not get the supply of arcane energy for a long time, the night elves' mental state would completely collapse, and they would completely become slaves of arcane energy, and become walking corpses with only natural instincts and no individual will.

At first, Shen Fei thought that the magic city was magnificent, and the magic fusion technology was even more feat, but now he saw that the night elves' demon addiction was so serious, especially that this magic addiction was integrated into the bloodline and would be passed on to future generations! Right now, I'm not very optimistic about the convergence of magic and technology. The Night Elves have such a big problem, even if they fight with the White Elves in the future, it will be a great hidden danger.

As long as Landos sends a sharp knife force to directly go deep into the moon well of the Demon Capital alone, or directly use the sunlight conversion equipment in the sky, the night elves will lose their source of magic, and the battle will collapse directly......

Thinking about these clearly, Shen Fei was not worried, the combination of magic and technology seemed to be extremely powerful, but over-reliance on magic also caused many hidden dangers.

"Let's go, it's important to get down to business."

Fat Tiger has opened the skylight, and now the security system of the entire building is under Fat Tiger's control, as long as it doesn't collide with the night elf patrol, walk around the building at will, and be photographed by magic surveillance.

"I just checked the magic network of the entire building, and found that the magic network on the 178th and 214th floors is extremely dense, so in these two places, one is the collection room where the three-yuan orb is stored, and the other is the office of the Grand Commander."

"Then fat tiger, do you have any way to determine these two rooms, if it is directly pasted on the face of the Grand Commander, then our plan this time will fail."

"There are solutions, but we have to go to the monitoring room on the 222nd floor first, and if we take the monitoring room, we can control the magic closed-circuit cameras all over the building, so I can determine what the two floors are."

People enter the building through a ventilation duct on the roof of the building.

There is no sunrise in the territory of the night elves, so naturally there is no such thing as working during the day and resting at night, all work is in two shifts, and there are enough people to work in the magic capital at all times.

Although the magic closed-circuit device is ineffective against several people, the building will suddenly encounter other night elves who are at work. Therefore, Fat Tiger suggested entering the monitoring room on the 222nd floor through the ventilation duct.

Several people climbed all the way to the vent above the monitoring room on the 222nd floor, and directly came to the sky, directly knocking out the three night elves who were drinking tea tree sap in the monitoring room. Fat Tiger put the three of them in magic confinement without saying a word, their limbs were bound, and they couldn't speak or act.

"Phew, next time I don't want to climb the ventilation duct again." Fat Tiger gasped.

In the entire team, only Shen Fei and Long Cub were of qualified stature and moved freely in the ventilation duct.

Fat Tiger, Fu Man and matching, especially Fat Tiger's figure, almost completely blocked the air vents, and Shen Fei, who was following behind, couldn't see a little light at all, just grabbed Fat Tiger's tail, feeling that there was a wall in front of him slowly advancing.

Fat Tiger connected his mana to the magic closed-circuit system, operated the control panel, and soon the camera of the entire building appeared in front of Fat Tiger, plus the mana analysis connected to the magic network, Fat Tiger finally determined that the collection room was on the 178th floor.

Everyone turned their eyes to Fuman: "It's up to you next." ”

Knowing that he couldn't dodge, Fuman raised his hand to apply a silence and levitation spell to himself, and climbed back into the vent.

"Fuman, I have connected to your spiritual band, and you will move forward in a while, and I will direct you through the spiritual link. The door to the collection room doesn't use magic technology, but the most primitive eight-digit scroll wheel password, which I can't help you with, so you'll have to rely on yourself. ”

Fuman snorted and squirmed towards the 178th floor.

The rest of the people stayed in the monitoring room, and Shen Fei saw the operation of the entire building through the magic monitoring system.

There are many laboratories in the building, and it is clear from the picture that they are all conducting experiments related to magic.

There are attempts to inject magic into animals, which result in violent deaths of animals, or they successfully merge into monsters. There are also people who develop magic food and give it to night elves who are locked in cages with demonic addiction, but the dosage is too large and causes the night elves to die of direct cardiac arrest. And also......

While magic provides great convenience to the night elves, it also makes them all addicted to arcane magic without exception.

Now this "carriage" powered by arcane energy can no longer stop at all, and can only run wildly, once any external force stops, the car will be destroyed and the social system will completely collapse.

Shen Fei's face became more and more heavy after reading it, animal mutations, illegal human experiments, food additives, and so on......

Beneath the magnificent, modern exterior of the Night Elf Demon Capital, the interior is rotting and sickly.

"Okay, I'm already in place, Fat Tiger, you can observe if there is anyone near the 178th floor."

Fuman's honest voice came from the headset.

Fat Tiger's two fat tiger legs were cocked on the operating table, and he didn't know when he was holding a walkie-talkie: "I called up the cameras on the 178th floor and the upstairs and downstairs floors, and now no one has passed, and I have temporarily paralyzed the alarm equipment on this floor, you can try it with confidence." ”

Seeing this, Fuman climbed out of the ventilation duct directly and landed cleanly on the ground.

Fat Tiger picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand and said, "Now this door in front of you is the door of the collection room." All the magic networks are concentrated on this door, and there is no magic network inside the door, it is like a dead silence. In addition, this eight-digit mechanical password door was originally intelligently tried three times, but I destroyed one of the lines, so you now have ten chances to try. Finally, don't ask me why I didn't just use mana to destroy this codedoor, because the magic is complex and huge, and it can't be deciphered without two or three days of effort. ”

When Fat Tiger was explaining, Fuman had already walked to the eight-digit code door, closed his eyes and began to fluctuate the knob numbers on it at will.

When the fat tiger finished speaking, Fuman had already fiddled with the eight-digit number, and finally opened his eyes and pressed the open button.

"Click!"

A crisp sound appeared with the aftermath of the last word of the fat tiger, and this sound reached everyone's ears through the communication equipment.

Grunt!

Fat Tiger swallowed his saliva, and this is open? That's too casual, isn't it?

I just said that there were ten chances to try, and Fuman slapped him in the face without saying a word! I'm sorry, once is enough, two times is too much.

Fat Tiger picked up the walkie-talkie with difficulty and asked, "What password did you lose, why did you get in all at once?" "Fat Tiger was so shocked that he burst out of the dialect.

The door slowly opened, and Fukuman walked into the collection room, surrounded by a dazzling array of treasures.

Fuman even saw many of the precious items recorded in the books of the Dharma Academy, the Zen Monastery, and the Holy Light Cathedral on the display shelves.

Fuman replied as he walked: "I don't know what password I entered, so I just fiddled around with each digit a few times, and whatever number I stopped." ”

This sentence directly made several people in the monitoring room shut up.

What is called the son of destiny, what is called the strong luck against the sky, this is it.

Fuman saw the three-yuan orbs displayed at the end of the collection room, each of which exuded a distinctive energy fluctuation.

"I saw the three-yuan orb, but if I want to take it off, it may take a little time." In front of the display case, there are three mechanical cipher instruments, and Fuman finds that these three cipher instruments are related to each other and must be opened at the same time to open the display case.

Several people continued to wait in the monitoring room, but at this time, Shen Fei found that there was a sudden movement on the monitoring screen on the 214th floor.

A man dressed in a crow's feather coat and holding a half-human-high crystal scepter walked out of the room.

The guards behind him immediately followed, and it could be seen that this person's identity was extraordinary.

Shen Fei recognized the Grand Commander who walked out of the office at a glance.

When the White Elves visited before, Shen Fei had seen the half-destroyed, collapsed and abandoned statue of the Great Commander, and the upper body of the statue was directly cut off by someone, and it was in the company of barren weeds.

The commander of the black crow feather coat raised his hand to stop the guards behind him: "I'm a little restless today, I have to go to the collection room, you don't have to follow." ”

The Grand Commander entered the elevator alone.

Fat Tiger hurriedly stretched out his hand to operate on the console, cutting out the picture in the elevator, and the button lit on it was the 178th floor where Fuman was located.

The Grand Commander sensed something was wrong, and glanced at the magic monitoring equipment in the elevator.

Fat Tiger grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Fuman, what's going on over there, the Grand Commander has taken the elevator down, and he will soon reach the 178th floor." ”

Fuman looked at the three cipher disks in front of him, and began to rotate without saying a word: "My side will be fine immediately, and it will be fine immediately......"

At this time, the indicator light on the elevator has already shown that it has reached the 178th floor, and after waiting for about a second, the elevator door "ding" opens.

At the same time, Fuman also whispered excitedly: "It's done!" It's opened! ”

As the display case opened, Fu Man stuffed the Fraud Orb into his magic backpack without saying a word, glanced at the Spellbinding Orb and Elemental Orb next to him, looked back at the door, gritted his teeth and stuffed the other two Orbs into it as well.

The Grand Commander stepped out of the elevator and appeared in the hallway, before Fuman came out.

Shen Fei and the others were already burning their eyebrows in a hurry.

At this time, as soon as Fuman comes out, he will definitely bump into the Grand Commander.

"What should I do?"

Fuman definitely can't escape now. The stealth technique, in front of the racial leader, is no different from the emperor's new clothes.

Shen Fei slapped the fat head and big ears of the fat tiger: "Hurry up and think of a way!" ”

Fat Tiger scratched his head and looked sad: "It's useless to think of any way now, Fuman will definitely be discovered." ”

Shen Fei frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Now there is only one way, everyone hurry up and ...... Xia"

On the way to the collection room, the Grand Commander suddenly noticed that the vent above the door of the collection room was open, and his conjecture was instantly confirmed.

"Sure enough, I always feel restless today, which makes sense......"

Fuman, who was in the collection room, heard the rustling footsteps outside, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat. The next thing you have to face is the leader of the night elves!

At this time, the voice of Young Master Shen Fei suddenly came from Fuman's headphones.

"Fuman, find a firm place to hold on, and don't fall off later."

Fuman was directly stunned when he heard this, what does the young master mean by this? Why hold on to a solid spot and don't fall off later?

Is this going to do it, to bomb the building?