The security forces exited the villa in an orderly manner, and the soldiers looked back at the house in confusion, and Dansche was casting a spell. Free eBook download

"What is he going to do?" asked the mage for advice.

"Trigger that guy's own trap, and while the sludge is immune to the Death Seal and Psychic Blast, the one left is enough to deal with any lifeform, and he'll turn into a dry block of mud. ”

Sir Davis, who was waiting outside, greeted him, "Sandra, my darling, you're finally out!"

"I'm fine", the moment she hugged her father, Sandra burst into tears again with excitement, "I'm fine!"

"Did you catch him!?" Davis pointed at the vigilantes with hatred, "Why did they escape too?"

"It's not over yet," Tarrant comforted, "you're safe, don't worry. ”

Davis looked at the figure casting spells inside the house, "What are they going to do to my house?!"

"That mage has turned into a monster, and only the thing at the door can catch him", Sandra quietly wiped away tears, "Sir Tarrant, thank you very much, this is the second time you have helped me, and my father. ”

"Yes, we'll pay him, he'll be satisfied," Davis said, staring at the villa, "what the hell are they going to do? Don't destroy my property!"

Tarrant looked at this Sir Davis in amazement, in his house lay the corpses of the guards, the vigilante soldiers gave their young lives, and he was counting the loss of his property!

"Sir," Sandra whispered in, "please forgive my father's ...... Idea. He's ...... Indifferent. ”

"It's okay", Tarrant shrugged, aloof, greedy, selfish, arrogant, he was used to the group.

A slight wave of air spread from inside the villa to the outside. The whole grass shook, and dust-like impurities spilled out of the villa.

"Damn!" Davis held up his fat hands, which were covered with six rings of different colors, "what did you guys do?!"

"Quiet!" Carold turned to him, "for the safety of the populace, this is a must!"

"What's the must, my house was screwed up by you!" Davis saw that the grass at the door was withering, "Oh my God." What have you done! The security forces' job is to keep my property safe! You damn bastards!"

"Those who have not fulfilled their civil duty are not qualified to say this," Carold raised his voice rarely, as if there was something else that disgusted him.

"You don't have proof to say that!" Davis looked at the vigilantes around him, "You're all bastards. Bastard who loves to watch women's asses!" he blocked his daughter.

"Father......" Sandra leaned on his shoulder, her cheeks crimson, not daring to look at anyone present, "they saved ......"

"No, it's not them". Davis's thick palm patted Tarrant, "It's this knight, though he's down," as if he wanted to show off the ring. "Don't worry, I'll pay you. Let you buy decent clothes, if you want. I can hire you, you're so much better than that shit. ”

Although it is not known whether Davis inherited or made any special contributions to the knighthood, his current behavior is undoubtedly dishonoring the title, and Tarrant chooses to ignore the honorarium, "Sir, we need to confirm Greddon's situation. ”

Carold nodded, "Priest, find him." Soldiers, although we are not thanked, the work must continue. ”

The soldiers scattered with their heads down, and the priest turned on to detect evil.

"Thanks!?" Davis screamed, it was hard to imagine how quickly the extremely reserved man in the room had changed, "why should I thank you!!!" he found a pair of stone boots on the grass, "Don't leave the garbage here, clean it up for me!"

Several soldiers stopped, their eyes resentful.

Carold walked over to Davis, the "lowly man", and he snatched the stone boots.

"You nasty pariahs are jealous of my wealth," cried Davis, "I can find an army to protect me at any time!"

Carrod's hands clenched into fists, his lips closed, and his eyes quieted Davis, "Soldiers!

"No target found," reported the four pastors around him.

The security army mage said, "Use the detection of undead creatures, or whatever." ”

Dansche walked out of the villa.

"How's it going?" Tarrant rushed forward.

"It's hard to say, he's corroded the floor, but it's impossible to move faster than that's out of the range of the Death Convincing," Dansche crouched down and looked at the ground, "Dirt is the hardest thing to erode away, why would he do that?"

"Corroded floor?!" Davis jumped between the two, "That thug dares to destroy my floor!oh my God! What does he think this is!?"

"He has no way out, and escaping from below is the only chance", Tarrant walked towards the villa, the air was unusually dry, and the strong smell of dead grass was strong, as if walking in a barren farmland, "The priest did not detect the existence of the evil camp, it was over. ”

"Really?" Densche patted his head, "maybe he's in the good camp." ”

"It's not ridiculous," Tarrant couldn't go on, fifteen feet from the doorway was already the limit, the skin of his fingers was cracking, and he was dehydrated.

"Believing in justice can also be done in ruin, detection is ineffective, let's see here", Dan Sche lay on the grass, "A good mage will always think about retreat. ”

"He's a madman, and his plan is instantaneous", Tarrant sees no valuable clues, "What's on the ground?"

"Nothing," Dansche was a little disappointed, it was an intellectual puzzle, and fellow mage he firmly believed it, "what would I do if I were that lump of stomach acid?" he couldn't have failed to take into account the carving of death, or ...... Wait! The Death Carving Technique was a deliberately arranged escape tool for him. ”

"You overestimate him", Tarrant scanned the surroundings, the soldiers didn't find anything abnormal, after the silence, Graydon couldn't teleport, and the surrounding security mages had real vision surveillance, and it was absolutely impossible to leave.

"Why didn't he use other spells instead of Death Carving? Why did he turn into acid sludge? These two strange coincidences are no longer coincidences when they come together, we who are clever have been induced, and Glaydon has kicked us out of the house, but what can he do alone? Death Carving will interfere with any level of convincing, and the mage can't cast spells in that environment", Dansche looked at the whole house, as if he couldn't solve it.

"Sir," a priest asked Carrod, "do you want to use air purification?"

Carold stared at the room and nodded, the time was almost there, and humans couldn't hold out that long.

The priest's cleansing spell neutralized the carving and death technique, and the dust disappeared, and a small group of soldiers approached the door.

"Will they find the dried corpse?" guessed the soldier outside the house, but no one answered him.

"Get him out and burn him!" shouted Sir Davis, Sandra clutching his arm.

One soldier walked into the house first, and there was no unusual noise, and more soldiers followed.

Dansche took two steps back, this villa occupies a large area, and its roof is a three-spire structure, if so...... He walked briskly to the villa, "I see. ”

Tarrant had a premonition of imminent disappointment, and he prayed desperately for that scene to stop.

The soldier runs out the door, "Sir Carrod, there's no one inside!" (to be continued......)

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