Muhati didn't believe a word about the other side's arrogant claims.

If this ghost was really as confident as he had declared himself, believing that the Psychic Warlock didn't even have the slightest chance of sabotaging his plans, then he shouldn't have wasted his time on conversation. Anyway, Muhadi will soon disappear, so what's the good of saying that?

However, the ghost did, suggesting that either he wasn't as confident as he claimed, or that he had been in the ruins for too long...... Either way, it's a great opportunity for psychic magicians.

Along the way, a steady stream of people rushed out to block it, but they didn't have much effect. Aside from the threat posed by the crossbows they were equipped with, the other attacks could barely hurt the biological weapons that Muhadi wielded. The serrated swords in their hands often only scratch the skin of the monster, and even if they stab hard, they will only penetrate the flesh for a few fingers at most.

The psychic warlock also showed that these biological weapons healed very quickly. Ordinary sword damage can heal in just a few breaths.

Amazing creation zào, Muhati admired in his heart. If these biological weapons are put on the battlefield, they will definitely change the shape of warfare. If the Starch Spencer druids still possess this kind of technology, then their hidden strength is probably much stronger than many people think.

What the biggest purpose of those sneaky evolutionary druids was, Muhati never guessed. On the surface, Camilla is single-mindedly assisting King Tessian of Tyr, but it doesn't take much sharpness to see that she has other plans.

The Psychic Warlock put these distractions aside and focused on the problem at hand. The authorities may have realized the inefficiency of frontal resistance and began to adopt a different strategy. They attack by hiding in cover or passages where the Tyrannosaurus Rex can't get into, and that has some effect.

Muhati had to duck down to dodge the bolts fired by the machinemen, and these iron guys didn't shoot very accurately, he had to admit it.

The biological weapons he unleashed dutifully defended his controller, and a sleek, roaring canine flew fiercely at the appearance of the enemy. It was almost the size of a lion on Earth, with a pair of slender yellow eyes, powerful muscles knotted under its dark blue undercoat, which had stripes and long, thick silver markings that lined its smooth flanks.

With its cautious grace, the canine monster weaved through the darkness, tearing to shreds all the traps locked by its large golden eyes. It's as if they're not made of metal, they're made of ceramic. As the lifeless creatures tried to fight back, there was only a crack of bone, and the bolts only hit the wall. Muhadi's biological weapon had already flashed to the side with quick movements.

The bigger trouble is the terrain.

Halflings are smaller than humans, and an adult halfling looks about the same height as an eleven or twelve-year-old child. So not all of the passages they built were able to allow Muhaditong guò riding a Tyrannosaurus rex. Some corridors barely allow an adult human to walk through, and contain a large number of hostile Organisms.

Some passages were artificially closed, and it was clear that the ancient halfling had more than just a trick up his sleeve. He also remotely closed the heavy iron doors in many corridors. The surfaces of those doors were all intricate and ornate patterns, at least three feet thick, and even dinosaurs couldn't knock them open.

The Psychic Warlock ordered the cat-like monsters to deal with the Iron Gate, which spewed corrosive, acidic saliva, which Muhathir thought should be useful. But after trying it for a while, he gave up this unrealistic idea, and the iron door was corroded too slowly, and it might not be destroyed in a day.

In that case, he took a detour. The halfling's structure is intricate, and luckily the Psychic Warlock had seen the three-dimensional map before, and he had memorized it.

He walked back a little along the path he had come, then walked up another passage. The path was also blocked by a number of mechanics, and Muhadi's biological weapons tore them all apart, turning them into twisted scrap metal.

At the end of the road, there was another large iron gate that was closed. Time passed little by little, and the Psychic Warlock had strict psionic training that kept him from feeling pointless, but the Tyrannosaurus Rex he rode didn't have the ability to do that. This giant carnivore has been in motion for a long time, and it is hungry but has nowhere to vent. With a primitive impulse, it slammed its head against the iron door and scratched it with its short claws.

Wisps of sand fell overhead, but the iron gate remained intact. Muhadi stopped his mount's futile behaviour and returned the same way, choosing another path.

After trying two or three paths in a row, the psychic warlock was now unable to descend deeper into the ruins. Time is running out.

On the fourth attempt, a turning point came. Muhati rode the dinosaur through a settlement-like area of beds and small bones that had collapsed into invisible decay centuries ago. Muhadi speculated that the remnants of the halfling lived in the area after they retreated into the building to escape the red tide. Of course, due to lack of food or something, these survivors also died.

There's a passage that leads to the site of the space-time portal deeper down the ruins, and it's not closed.

Pressed for time, Muhadi urged the Tyrannosaurus rex in his crotch to cross the passage.

Just as he entered the passage, the sound of metal running suddenly sounded. The psychic warlock suddenly had a strong premonition of danger in his heart, and he jumped off the dinosaur's back and settled firmly on the ground.

The gate of this passage suddenly fell from above as he passed through Guò, and the momentum became even more and more overwhelming. Like a guillotine, it landed on the back of the Tyrannosaurus rex at once, crushing the monster to its knees. Dense footsteps rang out, and a large crowd of mechanical figures poured out of the darkness in all directions.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex's roar, once loud and violent, was now half moaning, half choking. The large iron gate was incomparably heavy, the power of the machinery was relentless and powerful, and the heavy metal fell unstoppably. The dinosaur snapped its spine and was cut in two alive.

With the headband he wears to command the biological weapons, Muhati himself can feel some of the pain of the beast. Being cut off alive by the waist is a fresh experience, and it is a stimulant for a psychic warlock who is not affected by pain.

Perhaps because it has undergone transformation and strengthened its vitality, the Tyrannosaurus rex did not die immediately after being cut in two. Overcoming the huge rejection and resistance in the other party's mind, Muhadi forcibly ordered it to open its mouth and bite the two people who happened to be close to it.

Half of the machine and a few of the creatures were locked out of the iron gate. Muhati himself, the canine monster and another monster, and the rest of the mechanics were locked in the door. According to the map, the location of the space-time gate is all the way down in front, and there is no obstruction.

These are probably the last people on the way, and Muhathir thinks that if he destroys them, he should settle accounts with the halfling ghost.

The machine people here fought extremely fiercely, rushing forward one by one, and the sharp sword in his hand flashed with a faint cold light. The powerful bolt of crossbow whizzed past Muhadi's face, killing him only an inch away.

There are four Mechanics who are exceptionally tall, and are clearly not on the same level as the other minions. Ordinary mechanical figures are slightly taller than halflings and slightly shorter than humans, but these four guys are as tall as two people, and their hands are hanging down to their knees.

Their bodies were forged from shiny brass, and they were extremely heavy, with various ancient and mysterious patterns covering their brass bodies. The metal face was the image of a bearded old man, with a beard and a fierce face. Unlike their smaller counterparts, the mechanics were not equipped with swords or crossbows, their heavy fists were weapons, and the ground trembled violently when they stomped their feet.

The giant machine man scrambled to attack, and with a single punch, the remnants of the Tyrannosaurus Rex were smashed into a puddle of bloody meat sauce. Muhadi dodged and leaned his back against the wall. A giant mechanical man threw a punch, and the psychic squat on the ground with his head bowed. The punch slammed into the wall by a fraction of a second, denting the metal wall by more than a foot, and the loud impact buzzed in Muhadi's head.

The canine monster jumped left and right in the crowd, and each time it always got right behind the enemy, and then tore through the armor of the opponent with its sharp claws, tearing the parts and hinges inside the body and destroying them. But just as it leapt into the air, a giant machine shot a fishing net out of its hand, covering it and falling back to the ground.

The three mechanics swarmed up, intending to take advantage of the monster.

The other creature weapon is smarter than it, and has been hiding in dark corners, keeping a distance from the traps. It resembles an earth-like triceratops, with a beak and a bone shield to protect its neck, and limbs as thick as the trunk of a century-old tree. But there were only two horns on his head, and there was only a large hole in the middle of the horn.

Muhadi named the monster the Spear Beast, and it roamed along the outer edge of the warband. Occasionally, it will aim at an enemy, lower its head, and a bone spear will shoot out of the hole in its forehead. This bone spear is incredibly powerful, able to pierce two traps at once, nailing them to the wall. Once nailed to the wall, they can only wave their hands and feet weakly, and they can no longer hurt anyone.

Occasionally, a few mechanics would rush forward to take out the spear beast at close range, but it always managed to avoid being surrounded by enemies. When it lowers its head and lunges, it is as unstoppable as a mad bull, knocking over enemies that stand in its way.

Big has big drawbacks, Muhati thought, dodging the attacks of the giant machine people. The attack power of these enemies is indeed amazing, and if they are hit, they will definitely break bones and tendons, and they will be miserable. But fortunately, there are signs before the giant machine man makes a move, and after the move, the momentum is slow, and the psychic warlock can escape every time there is no room for it.

Another punch struck, and the wind ruffled Muhadi's head. The Psychic Warlock repeats his old tricks, and as he flees, he kicks down an ordinary machine man. The kicked Organist lost contact with his fellow comrades and flailed his limbs in obstruction of pursuit.

The canine monster caught in the net bit two attacking enemies, but was disemboweled by a third enemy with a sword. The mechanical man had already had an arm and head bitten off, and the biological weapon had let its guard down. But the nature of its machinery made it so badly damaged that it was still extremely dangerous, and when the canine monster passed, the mechanical man lying on the ground stabbed out with a sword, hitting the enemy.

On the other side, two giant robots stomped their feet, and the ground shook violently. At this moment, Muhati was dodging the crossbow arrows, and due to the shock, he was unstable on his footing, and suddenly sat down on the ground. An enemy stepped forward and slashed down with his sword raised, and the psychic mancer had to roll out of the way.

The headband on the psychic mancer's head fell off as he tumbled, and he suddenly lost control of the biological weapons.

The Triceratops-like "spear beast" had been controlled by the beast's instincts, and its immense hunger prompted it to turn its attention to the only organic life in front of it, which was Muhadi.

The Psychic Warlock loses control of his biological weapon and knows that he is in trouble. With a quick glance, the spear beast was now heading at him. Muhadi immediately changed the direction of his run, and with a whoosh, a bone spear flew in front of him, cutting a slit in his robe.

Seeing that the blow missed, the spear beast's forefeet rubbed on the ground, ready to charge. The giant traps and the rest of the ordinary traps also surrounded Muhadi, stabbing or slashing, attacking together in all directions.

The mind of the Psychic Warlock is calm, and the more critical the moment, the more calm he must be treated. Although there are sharp swords attacking from all directions, and there is a monster charging not far away, these attacking swords also have a sequence.

At this moment, Muhati felt that his adrenal glands had worked to the limit, and in an instant, it was as long as a minute. He turned slightly to avoid an incoming sword, then grabbed another serrated sword under his arm with his arm, and took a step back to bump into a mechanical man.

The giant mechanical man slammed his fist into the ground, denting the ground. Muhadi leaped onto its arms and crawled to its shoulders with the lines of its body.

The spear beast rushed forward with an indomitable momentum, slamming into the traps that were in the way, and even several giant traps were knocked to the ground. Muhadi gripped the lines on the other's shoulders tightly, almost picking out the tips of his fingers so that he didn't get thrown off.

The battlefield was now completely chaotic, and the fallen authorities lost their ability to cooperate, and they were all struggling alone, trying to get up. The same was true of the spear beast, which flipped to the ground after knocking over the second giant machine, swinging weakly on all fours.

Muhadi scrambled to his feet and took out his dagger and cut the hinges around the neck of a giant robot. Most of the enemy is out of combat, and this is the perfect opportunity.

He walked over and picked up his discarded headband. The Psychic Warlock put it back on, ordering it to die with the Trap.

Unable to defy the psionic commands in its head, the monstrous beast struggled to its feet, dragging its scarred body for another charge.

This time, none of the agency members could stand up. While their stumps are not dysfunctional and can wield bullets, they are no longer a threat to psychic magicians.

Muhadi put away his dagger, patted the dust off his body, and continued forward.

In the depths of the settlement, he found a well—or a downward tunnel. If the stereoscopic map is correct, then this is where the portal is located.

He couldn't go down, though, because the door to the passage was nearly shut, and there weren't any consoles or joysticks around. The Psychic Warlock once again uses his overstretched Vision, revealing an ability to read the past, but still not see how the door opens.

Unless I open it from the inside myself. Muhadi remembered what the halfling ghost had said. Otherwise, you and your pet won't be able to do anything.

There is less than an hourglass left in time, and if you don't hurry up, the whole world will be gone.

After a moment's thought, Muhadi raised his head and shouted in a loud voice, "I've wiped out all your minions, halfling, it's your turn next." ”

Echoes echoed everywhere from the empty ruins, it's your turn, it's your turn, it's your turn.

There was no sound to respond, so Muhadi shouted again, twice.

Finally, the halfling ghost responded, and his voice came. "Ah, you did pack up a few people, but so what? Demonstrate to me? In less than an hourglass, you're going to disappear. If you don't have anything else to say, then I'll engrave it on your tombstone later. ”

"Halfling, it's your turn next.

——In a future that has never existed, a warrior who has never existed. His last words. ”

"What do you think of this?" asked the halfling's ghostly voice.

"Thank you for your kindness. Muhathir said. "But I'll at least make sure you're still watching me, and now I've achieved my goal. ”

With that, the Psychic Warlock stopped gnawing and began to search.

This area is the last refuge for halfling survivors who used to hide from the Red Tide, so it's full of bones. Judging from some traces, the halfling people who withdrew here only lived for a short period of time before falling into the confrontation of Yan zhòng, and in the end, there may have been an armed conflict with Yan zhòng.

There was a cabin with a simple shelter at the doorway made of rusty iron cabinets and other furniture, and Muhati had to work hard to clear a path to guò. Here, he found many halfling skeletons and a large pile of neat pottery. He picked up a clay pot at any moment, and the inside was empty.

There are some slogans on the walls here, which are obviously painted haphazardly. Muhadi, however, did not know the ancient halfling's writing, so he could not guess what it meant.

He didn't find what he was looking for, so he left the place and went to the next room.

There is also a furniture bunker here, and there is a section of the wall that shows signs of fire. The halfling skeletons here bear the marks of swords slashed, and some of the skulls have holes left by crossbow arrows. There were no clay pots in the house, but there were a lot of rotten, shapeless dust-like things, and Muhadi grabbed a handful and let it run from his palm.

This is the grain, and the psychic mancer realizes that at least what was once the grain is now rotten and almost unrecognizable.

In another room, he found a large number of swords and crossbows. These weapons are so powerful that they break and deform almost at the touch of a button. Muhadi found only a halfling obsidian sword, which was still usable. It is said that it is a long sword, and it is similar to a short sword in the hands of humans.

Psychic warlocks speculate that in the final years of this sanctuary from the Red Tide, the surviving halflings split into several small groups. Some occupy granaries, some occupy arsenals, some occupy water sources, and so on. In order to survive, they isolate themselves and fight each other.

If it were any other time, it would be a good case study of social psychology, and it would be of great benefit to the psychic mancer to comprehend deeper and stronger abilities. But now Muhadi is anxious to stop the halfling ghost from traveling through time and space, and is bent on searching and has no intention of researching.

Finally, in a smaller room, the Psychic found what he was looking for.

The door to the room showed signs of being forcibly damaged, and the two-foot-thick metal door had fallen off the deadbolt and fell to the side. The room looked like it had been rich in furniture, but no fabric could escape the ravages of time, and all of it had decayed and been wiped out. There were a few books scattered on the floor, but most of them were scattered and broken at the slightest touch. Even if some of them could still be read, the pigment on them would have long been messed up and turned into a pool of unreadable smudges.

The skeleton of a female halfling lay on a bed that had long since lost its shape, and a bone blade dagger was pierced into her chest, and the dagger was in her own hand.

Suicide, Muhadi concluded, gave him a little more confidence.

This woman, if nothing else, is the wife of a high evolutionary and the lover of a halfling ghost. She is the woman who led the red tide and the end of the blue era.

There were several reasons why the Psychic Warlock had determined her identity. First, the room was located almost in the center of the living quarters, surrounded by the stars of the other rooms, in keeping with her status as the wife of a High Evolutionary. Second, all the other settlements have many beds in one room, but this one has only one bed. Thirdly, there is a gold statue embedded in the wall at the head of the bed in this room, which is carved with the High Evolver and his wife.

Didn't you say that I can't open the door to space-time, and you can only open it from the inside?" Muhadi said to the ghost of the halfling in his heart, now see if I can force you to open the door from the inside.

There are bones alone, which is of little use, and the psychic warlock fumbled for a while, and now there is a crystal next to the bed, which is hidden very hidden, even he almost neglected it.

This is a psionic crystal, which the psychic warlock determines as soon as he holds it, and is used to record memory fragments, which may be the woman's diary, or last words.

Muhadi spread his mind and began to read the message left in the crystal.

It was indeed a diary, from the time she fled into the vault until the last moment before she died. Muhadi skimmed over the inconsequential content and picked out the important parts first.

“...... Today, my beloved has passed through the time portal to try to change the world and resolve this crisis. The moment he stepped through the door, I fell to my knees and burst into tears. ”

"He failed, or the world would have changed the moment he walked through that door. I know that on this day, I will lose my husband forever......"

This passage explains some issues, such as the whereabouts of the High Evolutionary. He actually had the same idea as the halfling ghost, both trying to travel through time to resolve the crisis, but it was really not a loss that they were both in love with a woman.

“...... assassinated," al-Muhathir began to read the second paragraph again. "She was originally responsible for distributing supplies, and she offended many people because of this. Today, her headless body was found dead in a pool of blood, and the keys to the arsenal and granary were robbed......"

This paragraph seems to be useful, thought the Psychic Warlock, and he continued reading. “...... The crowd split into several groups, each clinging to what little resources they had left. I tried to stop them, and who expected the strife to escalate into violence......"

The next paragraph reads: "...... I retreated to my own house, which had an independent subsistence system to keep me alive...... What is the point of me washing my face with tears every day, so I can survive?"

“...... I heard them banging on the door, they must have been driven crazy by hunger, so they wanted to get food and water...... I don't mind if they take it, but I'm afraid they want much more than that...... I'm not going to let them get mine. ”

This was her last message before she died.

That alone wasn't enough to shake the mind of the halfling ghost, and Muhati thought, I'll have to find some more fierce material.

The Psychic got his wish, and in what he had previously overlooked, he found a big secret.

“...... I have revealed a surprising secret, through guò's analysis of the red tide sample, it seems that it is not a sudden mutation that causes such a dangerous hài, it was originally designed to look like this. ”

“...... Why? Why would anyone do this, and who would have the ability? Is it Dean?"

Dean is the name of the halfling ghost?, Muhati thought, and read on.

"I always had the feeling that Dean had a strange attitude towards me, but we never really interacted. At one point, he hinted that I should leave Elijah. Will the red tide be his revenge? Why?"

You guessed it, the psychic thought. But why did she say she had never been in a relationship with Dean? Didn't the halfling ghost swear that he and she were once lovers before being snatched away by a higher evolutionary?

Reading on, Muhadi's doubts were solved.

“...... I cried all day, amazed at how sluggish I was. All the mistakes I made were made by myself, and now that the wood is in the boat, the world has been ruined, what should I do?"

“...... I barely mustered up the strength to record these contents, and if I had this habit, maybe I wouldn't have had a disaster. ”

More evidence has been revealed that Dean did indeed deliberately modify the Red Tide and caused this disaster. I didn't understand it at first, I had almost only one side relationship with him, and although my first impression of him was good, we never got together and never spent time alone. ”

"That day, we met for the first time and we both made a deep impression on each other. He asked me to meet at a bar in town, and it happened to be one of my favorite places to go. I pretended to hesitate for a moment before agreeing, but my heart was full of joy. ”

"That night, I waited all night at the bar until the proof, and didn't wait for him. It was a long time before I met him, before I was about to marry Ilya. ”

"Until today, I realized that things are much more than that. ”

"While investigating the secrets of Crimson, I consulted all the information I could get my hands on, even the archives that only Robinatocrat priests had access to, and finally revealed the story behind Dean and me. ”

There was a burst of sobbing. “...... Let me start at the beginning. One day, Dean bumped into me at one of my favorite bars. We quickly accepted each other and fell in love with each other. ”

"Our love lasted about half a year before it was interrupted unexpectedly. ”

"I was an adventurer who died in an accident while on a solo adventure. The priests of the Mechanicus found my body and transported me back to the city. In the temple they resurrected me. ”

"But because I had a severe brain injury before I died, and I didn't come back to life in time. I lost my memories for nearly half a year and forgot about the time I used to be with Dean. ”

"Dean learned that I had an accident and didn't want to irritate me, so he decided to pursue me again. He created the opportunity to meet me and then asked me to meet at the bar. He is confident that if he can succeed once, he will succeed again. ”

"That day, he waited for me in the bar, waited for the proof, and then waited on the side of the road all night until the blue sun rose. ”

What he didn't know was that on the appointed day, he had an accident and died unexpectedly while he was doing a biological reality alone. The priest of the Mechanicus saved him, but he lost his memory of the day...... By mistake, he misremembered the day and missed his appointment with me. ”

"We just missed each other, and when I met Elijah, I forgot about Dean...... Now that his revenge is coming, I don't even know who to blame, it's him, it's me, it's Ilya, or fate itself?!"

Muhadi let go of his tentacles, and he knew he had found his trump card.

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