The number of free people is not many, but it is not a small number either. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Luckily, the opening of the Source World is not controlled, and there is little preparation for it by the Freeman, except for a very vague main quest hint.

Based on this, the strength of the free man has been improving very slowly.

Because most missions need to be combined with the plot, and the time of the plot is limited, once you miss it, then it is obviously a mission failure.

If the task fails, the next source world will not be opened.

And even if you receive a task with a large time span, maybe it is not good news, but bad news, a long time can certainly make a free person prepare and improve his strength, but it also shortens his lifespan.

Most of the source worlds are set on Earth, and with the exception of a few vampires and other non-human races, many people have no way to increase their lifespan.

Especially free people who belong to the superpower side.

Marcotel knew that they had always been hostile to the magic camp, but she thought it was just a misconception, just like KFC and McDonald's, she didn't expect the other party to be so hostile.

Because Daisy's disappearance seems to have something to do with them.

is fatal.

Marcotel found some clues, and with her intuition, although she was not an orthodox wizard, she was a woman, and women's instincts were sometimes more accurate than wizards.

Well, of course it's a joke, and Marcotel finds the clues that Daisy left behind.

Because of this, she had to believe that Daisy had been kidnapped or taken captive.

Related to SETH Corporation.

Daisy because of her long-term relationship with Marcotel, she also has a trace of Maia's breath on her body, Maia can sense her kindred, although only a trace of breath is too thin, but in extraordinary times, she can't take care of so much.

Marcote tracked down the trail and eventually found the broken trail in two places, a warehouse near the Hudson River, which she later verified to belong to Seth Corporation.

As for the other clue, it is what Markel is now following.

Daisy's scent is almost all over the sewers of New York, but only here is the strongest, under the subway station on Central Street, which has a pipe that intersects with the sewers, and it is also the last place where Daisy's scent appears.

"Toot --!"

New York is a very developed city, which also means that most of the construction time is very early, and the subway line is so old that the only thing left is to wait for a serious accident one day, and then pull the incumbent mayor down.

At this time, Marcote was in the metro station.

She didn't understand why Daisy's aura was here, but thinking that she had been kidnapped and all her actions had been hijacked, it was normal for her to not understand the kidnapper's intentions.

But damn it, can't these villains do anything without the sewers, or are the sewers what they are?

No, wait, even if they have a sewer, most of the time they can't do anything.

Marcotel is going crazy, she hates the sewers and she hates the subway in New York.

Especially the abandoned line, which had fallen into disrepair, was not only in tatters in the tunnel, but also soaked in a strange smell, waiting for the train to rumble past, and Marcotel was hesitant to jump off the platform and go deeper, because the devil knew what to step on in the dark, strange mud, the corpse of a homeless man, or a turtle shell or something.

"Ahh Hell! ”

"Ghosts!"

"Run!"

But before Marcotel could make up her mind, a myriad of noises came from the other side of the platform, and the crowd fled in panic, seemingly panicked.

Screaming and noise came and went, perhaps most people didn't see what it was, but people have a blind obedience, and under the push of the crowd, they also instinctively turned around and ran away.

Marcotel was too far away to see what was happening on the other side of the platform, but she could guess from the cries around her.

"Ghosts?" The corners of Marcotel's mouth curled slightly.

She doesn't know what a ghost or ghost is, and it's more likely a free person, but she likes challenging things anyway.

Leaning slightly against the wall of the subway, Marcotel moved away from the crowd and quickly moved in the opposite direction of the fleeing crowd.

Although the fleeing crowd was curious about this woman who was going in the opposite direction, Marcotel clung to the wall and noticed that she was a minority after all, and she had used the glasses at hand to change a mask and put it on her face temporarily, she was Maia, but she still knew a lot of Harry Potter magic, otherwise how to teach Daisy.

Although the world of Harry Potter may seem very low-level and has not many offensive spells, there is a lot of magic that can be very interesting and valuable.

Transfiguration is in the mix.

Facing the crowd and wearing a mask, Marcotel's behavior seems to resemble a shot in a movie, but the plot in the movie is only interesting to watch in the cinema, and she doesn't have to experience such a dangerous situation firsthand.

Almost after realizing Marcotel's suspicious behavior, the fleeing crowd was stunned for a moment before quickly moving away from her.

This made her move forward more smoothly.

After all, this was just a small episode, there were many people fleeing for their lives, and about twenty or thirty people gathered at the subway station on Central Street, and they fled without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"It couldn't be better." Marcotel muttered under her breath.

Try not to expose yourself, it's an unwritten rule among all people, and to be honest, Marcotel is not skilled in the use of the Oblivion Charm, and if you want to forcibly modify the memories of others, there will inevitably be many problems.

Now the situation is very good, the crowd has evacuated on its own, as long as the surveillance is turned off, even if the police come soon, this time is enough.

Enough for Marcotel to find the free man and then force Daisy to find out.

Of course, it is also possible if this free man just happens to be here and has nothing to do with Daisy, but this is beyond Marcotel's control, and she can only pray that this will not be the case.

"Bang!"

The white light gradually condensed in Marcotel's hand, and then formed a pure white cane with a head like a natural wood carving, and she lifted it upward, and several white rays of light had already dispersed, directly blowing up the probes in the corners of the surrounding walls.

At the same time, Marcotel's appearance is changing.

A pure white wizard's robe slowly covered with the same style as the wizards of Middle-earth, the mask on her face had been taken off by Marcotel, and the big hood was worn by her on her head, obviously only covering half of her face, but she couldn't see her appearance clearly.

She rolled up her sleeves, the wide cuffs as if held in place by invisible magic, resting just right on her elbows, revealing her two white arms.

Marcotel seemed to snort, and then, with her wand in her hand, like a warrior monk, she jumped off the platform and ran quickly towards the tunnel.

Her movements were light and swift, outnumbering a trained medieval assassin than a wizard, and in a few breaths, she followed the shadows to the scene of the incident.

Well, maybe there's no shadow left.

The tunnel of the subway was supposed to be very dark, and there were countless dark sins and filth hidden in the dark tunnel without sunlight all day long, and no one knew what terrible things were hidden inside.

This was supposed to be the original face of the tunnel, but it was not.

A huge light source illuminated the inside of the subway very brightly, as if the thunder god at the top of the thunder had descended, and it was suspended in the middle of the tunnel out of thin air.

A strong electric current emanated from its surroundings, and a crackling sound reverberated throughout its body.

At its core, it is humanoid, a ghost, just like the panicked crowd screaming as they flee.

"Uhhhh I didn't expect that. ”

The tunnel was lit up like daylight, perhaps not so exaggerated, but it still emitted a dim and blinding strong current, and there was no shadow, and there was nowhere to hide.

Since there was no way to hide, Marcotel also stood up generously, and she didn't feel much nervous looking at the strange ghost floating in mid-air.

Not a free man, and may not even have anything to do with Daisy's disappearance.

This disappointed Marcotel somewhat.

According to her observations, even if the ghost in front of her was really a ghost, it was definitely not Daisy.

It wears a prison uniform, a black and white striped prison uniform, and although its head has been turned into a skeleton, it can still be recognized as a prisoner.

It glows with a faint blue light, and the skull's head is fixed with an iron brace on its forehead that extends to its arms and shoulders, as it was dressed in old-fashioned electrocution.

This guy was electrocuted, and I don't know how long he died, after all, electrocution has long been rarely used, no wonder it was covered in lightning and sparks.

Marcotel took a deep breath, as a native of New York, she knew that the subway line she was on was once an old New York prison.

The ghost that appeared in front of him was most likely related to it.

But.. Why do ghosts appear in the real world, and they don't appear sooner or later, just at this time.

There must be some reason for this, maybe the free man did it.

But the most important thing now is probably not to explore the cause of the ghost, but how to quickly solve it.

There are no mandates and regulations for free men to settle each other's messes, but if the existence of free men is exposed, this is not good for anyone.

Helping each other and reaching out to each other will make them hide longer.

Therefore, most of the time, when a free person encounters such a situation in front of him, it is very likely that ordinary people will notice it, and if he shoots it and posts it on the Internet, he must do his best to solve it.

"Gross!"

And the ghost in front of her has already given Marcotel a choice, and before she can think about disposing of it, this ghost has already launched an attack on Marcotel first.

It staggered in the air, and its movements were so slow that one couldn't help but suspect that it would fall off the next moment.

Then it turned its head one hundred and eighty degrees, noticing Marcote behind it, and then turned around slowly.

Before its body was fully aligned, it had already made a vomiting motion as if it had opened its skull mouth, and a large amount of green viscous liquid and blinding white flare spewed out, directly enveloping and covering the Marcotel below.

The viscous liquid had not yet exhibited corrosive or other properties, but the harsh white light had already pulled a crackling arc in the air, revealing its powerful current.

I believe that if you are beaten, there is absolutely only one possibility of being baked.

"What the hell!"

But Marcotel didn't panic much, and even had time to make a pun.

The ghost's vomit was so large and so accurate that it was only spraying liquid, but it landed directly on Marcotel's head, making it doubtful that it had practiced in front of it.

It was obviously a bit of a hassle to dodge, but Marcotel couldn't let these disgusting things fall on her.

"Disperse!"

She is a fan of violence, but magic is still Maia's main strength.

Marcotel stomped her white wooden wand to the ground, and an invisible film of light quickly spread out, opening up into a ball directly around her, enveloping her.

And like ripples, the aura spread out along the spot where her wand clicked on the ground, as if to dispel the darkness here, washing away the ghosts in mid-air over and over again.

"Woohoo!"

The ghost struggled in the air, letting out a painful, indistinct roar, and the light released by Marcotel was clearly an invisible substance, but the ghost continued to retreat in the air as if it could be hit.

The attack of electricity and viscous liquid was interrupted, and when the last sizzling sound of the liquid crackled down, Marcotel held the wand in her backhand again.

The light film still enveloped her, and the liquid fell on the light film, and was immediately trickled to the ground by the slippery nature of the light film, which did not seem to be corrosive or toxic except for the formation of some more viscous liquids.

"So this thing is all about disgusting, right?" Marcotel whispered.

The ghost in front of her was even weaker than she imagined, turning into a human form, floating in the air, and even directly launching an entity-wide attack, with lightning and other crackling blue light effects, it looked extremely tricky, but I didn't expect it to be completely a look.

No wonder it was brought into the world by some idiot free man, if the ability is too strong, it is estimated that the free man will not be able to beat it.

She didn't know how long it would take for the police to arrive, and maybe if the patrolling police happened to pass through this section, they might be in a few minutes into the subway station, which was obviously not suitable for the police to see, so she decided to do it quickly.

"Damn it, to hell with it!"

Marcotel roared, grabbed the wand in her backhand, and slammed it forward, striking the ghost's invisible body floating in the air, slamming it into the tunnel wall next to it.

The force was so great that it even punched a hole in the wall.

Sure enough, violence is the mage's favorite.

Marcotel followed closely and came to the hole that she had smashed out, and then the next moment, she was slightly stunned.

Looking at the myriad faint green lights in the hole, Marcotel took a deep breath.

"Uhhhh I still didn't expect that. ”