The expected sharp pain did not come, and Isabella opened her eyes to see a frost giant spider with a body length of nearly eight meters blocking in front of her, blocking the fatal blow of the mass production machine with its sturdy chelicera. The sound of the bone cracking just now was that one of its forelimbs had been cut in half, and the turquoise chitin even splashed on her face.

"Enya, you've fused with the Frost Spider?"

"The Spider Empress can easily transform into any giant spider form. You're doing a good job, get out. ”

"No, you can't hold it!"

Isabella judged correctly, Enya was not an opponent of the production machine. How could a natural creature be able to hold back a mechanical golem made for killing?

She didn't like Enya, but she never wanted to see Enya sacrifice to save herself. The targets of mass-produced kills do not include non-humans.

"Their target is not non-human, you go!"

The Frost Giant Spider spat out an extremely cold air, staggering the mass production machine a few steps, and gaining a little time: "Then why don't you go?" George was helpless and was preparing to transfer. ”

Because Duck will come to my rescue.

But I'm not going to tell you that!

"Enya, I'll admit you're amazing, but how long can you last?"

"If humanity dies, the world will be ruled by spiders, and I don't want to share the world with these guys. I'm going to show these guys how good killer spiders are!"

Enya said, jumping back lightly, avoiding the giant claw slap falling from the sky, and then the six legs retreated slightly, briefly accumulating strength, and a ferocious blow knocked the tall mass production machine down, showing its sharp fangs, biting through its armor and beginning to extract the opponent's magical energy.

The mass production machine struggled desperately, but the joints of its limbs were pierced and nailed to the ice by Enya's chelicera, unable to move.

Its limbs shrank rapidly, and eventually, the burning red glow in its eyes was extinguished.

Enya, who had absorbed enough magical energy, exuded a silver luster on the sword-like thorns all over her body, and her body also swelled up.

"It's useless, Enya, the apostles will be resurrected, and there are thirteen ......"

As soon as Isabella finished speaking, in the snowstorm, the two apostles showed their heads one after the other.

Enya waved her restored forelimbs, "Then eat them one by one!" Humans who get in the way go away, humans are the most annoying, I don't like it, not at all, not at all!" She said, and she greeted them head-on.

"Be careful! the one in the back will teleport ......"

Before Isabella could finish her sentence, one of Enya's hind limbs had been grabbed by the apostle who had teleported behind her.

She was slammed to the ground.

The apostle in front of her condensed his hands into holy light blades, and with one sword, he split her in two.

The chitin that came out this time was not green, but purple-black. The Apostle's armor was attached to purple-black chitin, emitting a piercing hissing sound that quickly dissolved, and in less than two minutes, the two huge mass production machines were melted into a pile of white liquid metal, leaving only the two magical cores still emitting an eerie glow.

"Enya ......"

Isabella bit her lip hard.

"You think I'm dead?"

Enya's cold voice sounded like heaven to her.

She looked up in surprise to see a giant spider with silver stripes on a blue background rapidly crawling towards her.

"You're not already ......"

"The killer spider's 'pool of blood' is the same trick that will end up, but, as I said just now, the Spider Empress can change her form freely, have you forgotten? Now I'm trapping spiders. I know I can't win, but it's okay to put off the time. Hurry back and figure it out with everyone!"

"Enya, you ......"

"Don't worry, I'm the ruler of the future world, and I won't die here so easily. Again, get out of the way!"

"Thank you......"

"I'm for myself, I can't beat and run. Don't be verbose, get out!"

"Control the rhythm, don't let them come back to life at the same time!"

Enya nodded slightly, she was busy weaving nets on the ground.

Isabella staggered towards the Jacques Cult of Darkness stronghold.

She didn't see the determination in Enya's eyes.

"Come on, monsters, the future world belongs to me and him, you don't want to go any further!"

At this time, Duck was busy in the study of Nicholas of Iron Tooth. Next to him were a dozen mages and alchemists from the Dorland Kingdom Army, who were helping Duck sort through all the textual stuff here, trying to find useful information.

It is said that Nicholas buried a treasure somewhere in his estate, so when Urbino's henchmen were entrenched here, they turned it into a mess, and many letters and diaries were thrown into a mess, and now it is very difficult to find a solution to the mass-produced cruel angel from these scraps of paper.

An hour had passed, and nothing had been found, and he decisively ordered his men to help.

"Mr. Dark, here comes the ice water you wanted!"

A mage came to the door with a large wooden basin in both hands.

"Come in, put it here. Everyone else went out. ”

Everyone looked at each other, nodded tacitly, and retreated silently.

Someone couldn't help but praise: "It's worthy of the great alchemist who drove away Urbino, and found the clue from a pile of rotten paper so quickly." ”

"Yes," someone chimed in, "writing in invisible ink and revealing after soaking in ice water, why didn't anyone think of it just now?"

"It's not necessarily that no one thought of it, but who knows which piece of paper it is? ”

"I heard that Master Dak is completely self-taught and talented, which is really enviable. ”

At this moment, Master Duck was locking himself in the room, taking a few deep breaths, and then plunging his head into the icy water.

"Calm down, Duck, calm down!"

With a thud, he looked up, ice chips still sticking to his hair.

"Impossible, the cruel angel is the last work of the Three Sages, such an important matter, it is impossible for Nicholas not to write a word!

"Woohoo...... Woo, it's so cold!" he dipped his head in the icy water for the second time, then jerked his head up, closed his eyes, and let the cold droplets run down his cheeks.

"George, George, talk back!"

George, who was far away in Jagenke, immediately replied, "I'm here, say." ”

"Let me ask you again, is there really no such thing as a secret passage or secret room in Iron Fang?"

"I vouch for it with my personality!"

"What about the treasure?"

George almost went crazy: "How could there be such a thing! My father regarded the progress of alchemy as a second life, how could he have time to collect money! The rumor of the so-called treasure came out after Urbino's henchmen moved in, what are you thinking! If not, come back and drive your second machine!"

Darker suddenly paused, "Alchemy?Second Life?George, is Master West here?"

"I'm here, kid, is there anything I can help with?"

"When did you part ways with Nicholas and Rodriguez?"

"We had a serious disagreement about our philosophy, but it was after the Cruel Angel prototype was built. Because we all thought it would be a technically unbeatable masterpiece, and it would be ...... not to build one."

"In that case, why did it 'completely fail'?"

"At that time, our benefactor Valentin suddenly announced that he would permanently suspend cooperation with us and withdrew all funds. Research is no longer sustainable. ”

"Because back then, you used the brains of living people to do mind control experiments?"

"Yes, we were young and vigorous then, and we didn't understand—"

"I'm sorry, Master West, but now is not the time to regret it. What disagreements led to the event, apart from divestment?"

Rodriguez saw cruel angels as powerful evidence that God did not exist, while Nicholas believed that it would push humanity into the abyss of destruction, as humanity could not yet harness such a powerful force. I tried to mediate them but failed. So then we worked together very ...... Particularly. ”

"Special?"

"The cruel angel has become the last prop for each of us to live up to our ideals, so we have added too many personal tendencies to it. ”

"Tendencies?"

Rodriguez tried to make it stronger, more ferocious, more furious, and he wanted it to be invincible on the battlefield, while Nicholas did everything in his power to restrain it and force it to accept the rules. ”

Dark's eyes lit up: "What rules?"