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Fearful people fled in all directions. The poor creature that had been carried away by fear and wanted to rush past the monster was reduced to a corpse in the sympathetic eyes of the crowd, and those who had maintained a shred of sanity and wished to escape through the side door were despaired to find that the door had suddenly locked and had become inexplicably resilient, and those who had completely lost their ability to move had lost their lives without question.

After three minutes, the monster finally stopped his ugly dance, and he was the only living person left on the first floor of the building.

The monster let out a sigh of satisfaction, raised his hand and made a sweat-like motion, and the thick blood flowed down, almost covering his left eye, but he nodded as if he was unconscious, and walked towards the second floor as if he were stepping on a stream rich in iron minerals.

Second floor. It held the palm of its right hand upward, its left hand close to its body, its index finger and thumb slightly bent, and the other three fingers were also grasped, and roared: "Eat me Thompson ripple and go!"

While laughing like excitement, it also made a continuous and strange sound of "da-da-da", and as it swayed from side to side, people who were better equipped than on the first floor died even more miserably. There are several bowl-sized holes in the body, which is considered a relatively complete way to die, and the more common corpse is broken by the waist and divided into several sections.

Third floor. The monster, whose clothes had turned pure red, raised its hand, and everyone was suspended in mid-air, their limbs struggling desperately, like worms that had been caught, even though their heads and bodies had been completely separated, and their limbs were still twitching.

Fourth floor. The monster, which was already difficult to see in its human form, seemed to be a little interested, and with a few casual waves of its hand, the people's bodies were cut apart, and the incision was unusually smooth and divided into several sections.

Finally, the monster made it up to the fifth floor. Seeing the crowd lying on the door and knocking desperately for help, he smiled again.

As soon as the hand was raised, the people crowded closer together, and finally lost the structure of the individual, turned into a mass of meatloaf, and flew into the shuttered reception room along with the door and the surrounding wall.

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Bell's professionalism allowed him to judge from his posture and timbre that the blood-covered monster was basically the same as Brunei's in three seconds, but at the same time, judging from the subtleties such as demeanor and movement, this monster and the civilized and reasonable peasant boy Bruneisi should not be a person, at least at the level of consciousness.

Actually, there are simpler ways to tell. There was no need to use spells to deliberately perceive it, and the aura emanating from that guy's body was like a flame that scorched the soul of Bell, who was an excellent second-turn mage, like a toxin that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The aura of the mage is a characteristic sign of his own person, and what kind of aura often indicates to a certain extent what kind of person the mage himself is. However, the breath alone can cause pain to other mages, and that only means one thing.

This mage is much, much more powerful than other mages, and to be more accurate, the level is much higher.

There is no doubt that this guy is one of the few monsters that His Majesty the Emperor is so jealous that he would rather kill his people than let go of the wrong ones, and now, Bell Bailey has once again deeply realized the vast wisdom of His Majesty the Emperor. He will pay the price for his and Minister Reims' recklessness in not complying.

But until then, at the very least, he could warn his benefactor, Minister Reims, of the mistakes he had made, and now if he truthfully informed His Majesty the Emperor of all the information, perhaps, he could prevent the monster from causing even more damage.

This is his responsibility, it is what he must and will do. Finally, Bell Bailey is one of the youngest and most trusted elite agents in the Special Events Department of the Imperial Magical Administration.

Time was urgent, Bell didn't have time to sort out all the information and hand it in, with his professional judgment, he wouldn't have had a chance to pass it on later, and the time he could use was very short, because the monster could do it at any time. Bell swallowed, and pressed the middle finger of his left hand down forcefully and skillfully.

The badge issued to him by the Special Administration Department is usually used to prove his identity, and if it is destroyed by special methods at a critical moment, the news that the badge has been destroyed in this way will be transmitted to a special place in the nearest special center of the Special Administration.

Now Bell's way of destruction represents "abandonment of the mission".

The act of breaking the badge itself represents the agent's determination to die.

No one in the Gars City Secret Service knew what Bell was on to carry out his mission. According to the regulations, the news will be transmitted to the Caffland City Branch as quickly as possible, and the Cevland City Branch will naturally pass the news to Minister Reims when they know that he has received a direct order from Minister Reims.

Everyone in the Secret Service was a brilliant agent, and Bell had no doubt that Minister Reims would understand what he meant.

The monster clearly had a meaning, but it was extremely obscure, and the incomprehensible self-talk suddenly stopped, and he turned his head and stared at Bell, revealing an unusual smile.

Bell's heart felt cold, did he reveal any flaws? Did he notice it? Was there a way for him to stop the news from getting out? In a panic, he even forgot to continue thinking about what the monster meant by the "three mages" earlier.

The monster kept smiling like that, turned its head, and stared at Bell, Joe, and Doug in turn for a long time.

"Have you finished sending your information?" the monster finally opened its mouth, and the three of them shook their whole bodies with a single mouth.

The monster glanced at Doug and smiled, "Especially you." Because the Holy See is far away, I have left you a little more time. ”

"Holy See?" Bell's ears moved, the Holy See is a large country located in the northeast of the Empire, and it is in a three-legged position with the Empire and the Federation. That being said, both the Empire and the Confederation are usually more disdainful of the Holy See, and only regard each other as an adversary, and only because the Holy See is separated from the Imperial Continent by a large sea area, so it can exist independently.

But the monster said so, and Bell glanced at Doug, could he be a spy of the Holy See? The spies of the Holy See had penetrated deep into the western frontier of the Empire, adjacent to the Endless Mountains?

This explains what the monster said about the first three turn mages, but what about the quasi-three turn mages? Which one could it be?

"God is everywhere!" Before Bell could find the location of the tall Doug, Cleveland Joe's roar and the magic emblem shining on his forehead had confirmed that he was a spy of the Holy See.

A second-turn mage registered in the empire, a second-in-command of the Gars Gang who almost controls a city, is essentially a perverted papal mage with a magic emblem engraved on his forehead, which should have been a huge scandal and an amazing event. In normal times, Bell would probably be shocked, angry, and excited.

Shocked by this astonishing fact, outraged that the clutches of the Holy See had gone so deep, and rejoiced at the commendation he would receive and the dignity of the empire that he would be preserved for cracking such a shocking scandal. But now, Bell's heart is not shocked, and he even wants to laugh a little.

Cleveland is probably the quasi-third-turn mage. On the surface, he is an imperial mage with no future, and he barely became a second-turn mage by relying on the favor of a federal mage, but in fact, he is a spy of the Holy See, with a pious faith, and his comprehensive strength is even close to that of a third-turn mage. No wonder he willingly succumbed to a small gangster.

Whether it was Cleveland's decades-long ambitions, Doug's devotion to destroy the emblem of the Three Turns of Magic, or Bell's own irrefutable heart, they were now clearly visible from the fog. Because they're all going to end here.

The monster smiled gently, the blood on its face and the corners of its mouth that reached the root of its ears became more and more terrifying, and it raised its right hand with a very slow movement, stretched out an index finger, and drank softly: "Get out." ”

Bell's eyes widened a little, five of his magical squires were hidden near this building, more than a dozen were scattered throughout Gars City, several more outside the city, and dozens more as far away as Cevland City. The connection between them and Bell was supposed to be indestructible, and only death could sever it, but now, that connection was gone.

This means that Bell, who is a pure imperial mage, has been completely deprived of his ability to be a second-turn mage. The spiritual power he had left could only use one or two first- and second-level small spells at best. He has completely lost the ability to resist.

Bell was a little surprised. But on the other side, Joe and Doug became extremely panicked.

The monster grinned, "The god everywhere? And now, has your God forsaken you?"

"As for you," the monster looked at Bell, "what a merciless man." Your magical acolytes are dead, and yet you're so calm. I seem to like you a little bit. ”

"......" Bell was silent and did not speak.

The monster laughed, "What a boring guy. Farewell, everyone. ”

Before the darkness in front of him enveloped everything, Bell suddenly thought of his fiancée in a fit of boredom. Miss Wen came, and Bell suddenly realized that he couldn't remember her name at all. But that doesn't matter, Bell Bailey is dead, and she's going to marry Kyle Kelly or something.

"May the empire prosper and the country and the people be safe. Bell's consciousness was completely plunged into the abyss of darkness.