The screen showing the image of the underground security vault suddenly flashed and turned pitch black.

It was unusually quiet in the basement.

The faces of all the mages were rather ugly.

The battle in the town of Kamnok can be much more than they imagined.

Although after entering the modern society, the combination of magic and technology has become closer and closer, whether it is Guderian's nuclear explosion spell or Yong Bowen's spell with a gun, they have never heard of or seen before! For a while, everyone's hearts were shocked and inexplicable.

Suddenly, the basement door was opened.

The noise startled everyone back to their senses, and they all turned their heads to look at the door.

Vladimir walked into the basement with Oleg in his arms.

Oleg's face was pale, and there were faint traces of blood that had not been wiped off at the seven orifices. He couldn't even walk on his own, and was able to barely stand up straight thanks to Vladimir. It is more appropriate to say that it is to be holding it, but in fact, it is better to say that it is to hold it.

In the brief confrontation just now, although Yong Bowen and Guderian's spells failed to directly attack his body, the mana fluctuations caused by the spell confrontation still severely impacted him, the spellcaster. Oleg can be described as a more typical traditional Western mage, that is, the kind of sub-healthy person who is not diligent in his limbs, compared to Yong Bowen, an Eastern mage who can simply fight hand-to-hand with knights, just the first round of impact made him hurt more severely, but seeing Yong Bowen and Guderian entangled, he couldn't help the temptation, and reluctantly cast a second spell attack, and was impacted again, in terms of power alone, Guderian's nuclear explosion far exceeded Yong Bowen's thunder talisman, The mana impact on Oleg was even harsher than in the first round, but in fact, without Yong Bowen pulling out those guide mages who were ambushed nearby, Oleg was unable to launch a third attack. In fact, after receiving the second round of shock, Oleg immediately stopped casting the spell and evacuated the temporarily chosen casting location - this location was more than ten kilometers away from the basement of the farm where they were hiding, and even if he was discovered, it would not expose it.

The mages in the basement were in a panic, some were bringing chairs to Oleg, some were carrying water, and some were trying to use spells to heal him—a move that Oleg severely stopped.

"Okay, calm down, I can't die!"

As Oleg spoke, he spat out two mouthfuls of blood.

"You've all just seen the battle in Kamnok, who wants to kill that Yong Bowen and seize the archives? If anyone has this ability, after returning to China, I will recommend him to the Patriarch to be promoted! At least level 3 or above! ”

Upgrade three levels in a row! If this sentence had been placed in normal times, or before seeing the battle in Kamnok Town, nine times out of ten, it would have made all the mages excited, and they all rushed to volunteer. But now, everyone lowered their heads and kept silent, for fear of making something happen to misunderstand Oleg, so that they sent themselves to die. It's good to move up three levels in a row, but you also have to have a life to enjoy it.

Vladimir pursed his lips in disdain, looking down on these people all the more.

"It seems that no one wants to go. In that case...... "Oleg took a deep breath and swallowed the blood in his mouth, "Mikhail, contact the drive center, destroy the town of Kamnok!" ”

"Yes, Lord Oleg!"

A mage in front of the communicator responded loudly and began to urgently contact the drive center in Russia.

Oleg said again: "Let's pack up and evacuate as much as possible, although it is unlikely that Yong Bowen will come to search, but it is better just in case!" ”

All the mages sprang into action and packed their things. As for the captured and the few mages who were injured and unable to flee long distances, but could only hide in the nearby town of Kamnok, no one paid attention.

However, Oleg's worries were unnecessary.

Neither Yong Bowen nor Lu Xiangbei came to search for them. After cleaning up those few guide mages, Yong Bowen used the detector to probe, and there was no longer any discovery, so naturally he would not waste time searching such a large area. Now their priority is to move the archives and then retreat back to their home countries.

With the joint efforts of everyone and the ghosts, the files on the second basement floor were quickly removed.

Yong Bowen packed up his computer and went down to the third basement floor.

Only part of this floor is an archival text, and the other part is filled with some miscellaneous magic items, most of which are of a playful nature, presumably gifts from mage associations in various countries. Although it was not of much use, Yong Bowen decided to move these things back as well. The so-called stones of other mountains can be used to attack jade, and the spells designed on these gadgets often have a certain reference significance for the manufacture of magic items in their own country.

When he was moving in full swing, Yong Bowen suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if he had been dripping with ice water on his back, his cold hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but shiver, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Yu Chunbing and Lu Xiangbei, and both of them looked a little strange. The battle mages who were busy carrying their belongings also stopped, looking around with strange expressions.

Yong Bowen asked tentatively, "Do you feel it...... A little off? ”

Yu Chunbing couldn't describe this feeling, so he just nodded: "It seems to be...... How can I say it......"

Lu Xiangbei suddenly asked: "Do you all feel it!" ”

The battle mages nodded their heads.

"Put things down, get into the computer right away, retreat, retreat now! Yong Bowen, Xiaoyuer, you two go first! Xiao Lu, let Zerun them come down, don't be vigilant! ”

Lu Xiangbei's face changed drastically, and he gave an order urgently.

"What's wrong?" Yong Bowen was puzzled when he saw Lu Xiangbei's expression of impending disaster.

"Someone's unleashing a massive strike spell!" Lu Xiangbei only explained simply, and then pushed Yong Bowen and Yu Chun Bing into the computer.

Launching a large-scale strike spell and gathering and pulling a huge amount of mana will inevitably have an impact on the natural vitality of heaven and earth, and mages are the most sensitive to the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth, so this strange feeling will occur. If a mage who has experienced this kind of large-scale strike spell will definitely react immediately, but none of the people present have this experience, so they will be confused by this strange feeling that has never been seen before.

Lu Xiangbei didn't experience it either, but he had heard people say that he felt this way, although he couldn't get it accurately, but he still gave the order to retreat with the idea of safety first.

The atmosphere immediately became tense.

Yong Bowen and Yu Chunbing didn't say a word, and immediately hugged each ghost and got into the computer.

Lu Xiangbei asked everyone to evacuate in turn, and at the same time arranged for people to set up a monitoring head on the ground.

It took less than a minute for all the ghosts to enter the computer and go back to Spring City through the guò network.

The landing site is the underground command center of the Spring City Mage Association, and the association's network staff remotely controls the computer in Sydney to complete the transmission process.

Yu Chengshi has been waiting here with a large group of people.

As soon as everyone landed, they immediately crowded to the screen that connected to the monitor.

A striking red dot appears in the deep sky.

In the blink of an eye, the red dot turned into a huge fireball that whizzed towards the town of Kamnok.

The next moment, the screen returns to darkness.

The town of Kamnok must have disappeared from the face of the earth.

(End of volume)

×××××××××××××××××××× I am ××××××××××××××××××××× dividing line of hard life

On the first day of April, my full attendance was in vain, and it was a tragedy.

This is the end of this volume.

I feel a little rushed, but I think that everything that should be explained has been explained, and no matter how verbose it is, it is all meaningless nonsense, so this is the end.

Next, let's take a look at Volume 6: The New World of the Internet Age.

Thank you for calling you the officer.