The light was changing, and I realized I was in a dream again.

The knights of the Sword and Shield Society walked into the ruins of a city square.

I am Milse, and I don't know where I learned that he was already an earl.

Terska was still the leader of the trip, and they made their way to a factory that made some kind of machinery.

Serska approached Misser and said, "You still hold a grudge against me? Don't, brother, there's no deep hatred between us. ”

Missey: "I reserve my opinion, the task is urgent at the moment. ”

Terska laughed, "Are you fucking pissed off?" We are men, we are good men, even death is just a joke in our mouths, if you have any opinions, you can say it, I will change it. I don't necessarily have to be a slave. ”

Misser sighed and said, "Is that so? ”

Therska: "Look? Aren't you bothered about this? I'm looking for a woman who won't go to Bonsa? Won't you go to the rest of the dungeons? The women there are eager to conceive my seed. Your so-called sympathy for the slave is nothing but awkwardness! Is it worth it for them? ”

Misse exclaimed, "But their dignity cannot be trampled upon!" ”

"You're here again, brother, come on, I won't fight with you much, as you said, the task is important at the moment."

The factory was very well equipped, with a tall wall without any gaps, a building made of reinforced concrete, with a searchlight above it, and a sentinel who looked down by the searchlight, dressed as a bandit, but it could not be said by his clothes alone.

The warriors of the Sword and Shield Society swaggered closer to the factory, and the sentry opened fire without saying a word, and the muzzle of the gun sprayed bullets like beads. The Sword and Shield Society hid behind cover.

The sentry shouted, "A bunch of tin cans, from the Sword and Shield Society!" Hurry up and inform the Colonel! ”

The enemy seems to be from the Epoch Empire, and I've always thought that the Sword and Shield Society's method of combat, which is obsessed with melee combat, is stupid, completely abandoning the advantages of long-range firepower, even if the opponent is also good at combat, but the overwhelming effect of long-range offensive is completely unenjoyable. Conversely, any enemy they encounter can fly their kites with fire.

Their telekinesis have a range of up to twenty meters, which is a very good telekinetic master, and those who are not skilled can only hope that the enemy will not be able to shoot through their armor before they get close.

Serska shouted, "Milse, two of us charge, the rest cover!" ”

I was interested in what cover they had, and they pulled out their crossbows, which had explosives strapped to them, and when they touched objects, they exploded, like a hownzer.

Well, they're kind of flexible.

With the help of the power plant of the armor, Mirse and Seska quickly rushed to the door, and a chain shot out of Serska's armor, firmly piercing the stone wall, and then soaring into the air and leaping into the enemy army above. The enemy fired at him, and the bullets hit the steel plates, like small pebbles thrown at armored vehicles, and bounced off with a clatter. Terska spun her sword, turning her blade into a ring, cutting off her enemies with hands and feet.

In the blink of an eye, Misser arrived, side by side with Serska, and slaughtered the enemy like chopping melons and vegetables, this sword and shield society's combat armor is indeed a masterpiece, a perfect blend of magic and technology, and their obsession with using this armor in close combat is actually quite reasonable.

More elite fighters suppressed the top of the factory, and at this time, Serska shouted: "Tank! ”

Mirse saw an armored monster emerge from the garage of the factory, with a huge turret overhead, with a low, heavy, silver-painted body, advancing and retreating with tracks, and a supporting "leg and foot", and the tank suddenly fired a missile, cutting an arc through the air. Mirsey and Serska hurriedly stood together, using the Iron Lotus, and the ping-pong explosion sounded, the flames scattered in all directions, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the air.

The two joined forces, they blocked the missile, and Serska shouted: "Bomb with sticky cake!" ”

Several fighters, fueled by armor and sprinting almost as fast as a sedan in a matter of seconds, approached the tank, glued metal boxes to the tank's tracks, and then quickly fled. Heavy machine guns on tanks fired armor-piercing shells, which shot some of these fighters. Moments later, the bomb exploded with a low sound, and the track was crooked and twisted, but it still only turned.

"It's going to run away," Milse said. ”

"It has to be destroyed, this thing is too lethal on the battlefield," Serska said. ”

Mirse leaped and landed on the tank, and the automatic gun on the top of the tank fired at Mirse, who blocked it with an iron lotus, destroying the cannon with a sword. He pulled out another bomb and pressed it into the tank's armor, which was flooded with infernal flames, and Mirser fled to the rear, and Serska threw out his chains, saving Mirser from the flames at the last moment.

The tank, the most powerful weapon of the last century, is now scrap metal, and although it is not as good as Yune, I still feel sorry when I look at its wreckage.

They smashed the door of the garage and the soldiers continued from the garage to pursue the remnants of the enemy forces in the factory, among whom were mages and warriors who cast psychic spells to control the Sword and Shield Society, but strong-willed knights such as Mirse and Seska stepped forward and knocked them down with dexterity and dexterity.

I noticed that they had invented a hidden armor that was as transparent as the water of Amun, but this armor was thin and light, as ethereal as a frivolous man, and made people feel insecure.

The factory is large and divided into several areas, and even in the same factory there are intricate operation rooms, production lines, and stairs up and down. When the enemy lost their resistance, Serska ordered the Captain to search for the fish that had slipped through the net.

Mirse had no time to remove his armor and vigorously searched everywhere, and he had long noticed that in his operation team, Hotty and Salvador were very close to each other, and they had been together during the battle. Milser blessed them from the bottom of his heart.

These so-called "knights" are the heaviest, thickest and most powerful in armor, and they are their mounts. As for the armor of those infantrymen, under the impact of the demon's huge weight, it was easy to bend and deform, revealing gaps.

The Sword and Shield Society spends a lot of military money and effort on the knight's armor and blades, and they also focus more on defensive formations in their training, so maybe they can't use it for two things, and if they have the money, I think they will try to improve their long-range firepower.

When they are in knight's armor, it is similar to sitting in the cockpit, which does not take much effort, and even standing still is equivalent to sitting and resting. Mirse disagreed, believing that wearing armor for a long time would weaken his muscles and will, but unless he trained his mind to a higher level, the advantages of armor still outweighed the disadvantages.

On one side of the building, Salvador shouted: "Stop! Someone at nine o'clock! ”

Misser saw a man in a robe hurrying by, his shoes scraping against the mesh iron plate, thumping thump. Mirse fired the chain, and in an instant caught up with the woman, who was about thirty-five years old, with long blond hair, so thin that she seemed to be a little malnourished.

She gestured her finger at Mirse, Mirse felt a spiritual attack, and the visual interface of the armor issued a warning, she is very powerful, according to the evaluation criteria of the Sword and Shield Society, she has almost reached the high level, she may be the leader of this place, for high-level enemies, usually four Earl-level warriors must shoot together to ensure victory without injury.

Misse thought he would be unconscious, or even controlled, but suddenly, the smiling face of a woman flashed in front of his eyes, and he remembered that this woman was not human, but a demon, whom he had met in the pit of the last trial.

His head was slightly dizzy, but he withstood it, and he unleashed his telekinesis blade and punched the woman in the abdomen, shattering her mage armor, and she fell to her waist screaming.

Misser heard the woman's soft smile, the female demon from his spirit, and she said, "How unchivalrous are you to beat a woman?" ”

Misai believes that he is still under the influence of a spirit spell and has hallucinations. He took out the flexible wire and expertly tied the woman's hands behind her back.

The woman shouted, "I don't resist!" Don't kill me! The Anno Empire will pay the ransom. ”

Misser asked, "Are you the chief here?" ”

"I'm Dr. Jean Timi, and I'm the lead expert on this project," she said. ”

Mirse knew that the factory was for the production of large machines, and if it could be used by the Sword and Shield Society, the production of blades and armor could be increased by two. There may be unpolluted coal mines underground, ideally with Yukos reactors, but that is little hope.

He asked, "What project?" ”

Dr. Jean said, "That's all... Secondary, the production line here is deserted, but we found it underground .... A demon. ”

Misser asked, "Demons?" Just a demon? ”

She replied, "Yes, that demon is very peculiar, and we have analyzed that she is a hell of a hell, parasitic in the human body. She's rare..."

Misai had also heard of the classification of demons by mages, and the top demon was the Demon Grand Duke, followed by the Earth Demon, and then the Demon Governor, Demon General, Demon Barbarian, Demon Soldier, and so on.

He asked, "What about the hell?" Did the Anno Empire control her? ”

"No, no, she escaped and hid in an underground mine. She's very good, so we asked the headquarters for help..."

Missey's heart tightened, and he asked, "How long will it take for reinforcements to arrive?" ”

"No, it won't come, really, the empire won't waste energy for a deserted factory, the vast territory of the empire is more worthy of their efforts, we have already been recalled."

Misser ordered Dr. Jean's mouth to be gagged so that she would not recite the incantation.

After completing his search in his area, he returned to report to Serska, who was told by the soldiers that Serska was interrogating the prisoners, and Milse turned to the makeshift interrogation room.

When they came to the door of the interrogation room, Misser heard the shouting and scolding of Serska and the sobbing of women coming from the room, and the soldiers saw Milse, and they panicked and shouted: "Count, Count Serska please stay away for the time being." ”

Immediately aware of what was happening, Missey slashed open the door with a sword and saw the scene inside.

The room was full of female prisoners, all unclothed, with whip marks on their bodies, and were tightly and brutally bound by Serska.

Serska was executing them—with that part of his own body.

The female prisoners were frightened and ashamed, and tears wet their cheeks.

Serska slowly stepped back, put on her shirt and pants, and found that Misser was already gone.