The Dwarven Boss realizes that there is no way for them to go on like this, even if the Mystic will not take the opportunity to attack them. Over time, their mana will be overwhelmed.

"We're going to have to figure out a way! we're going to die here if we continue like this," the dwarven boss said to the other dwarves in a stream of consciousness. The four dwarves quickly unleashed metallurgical magic after increasing the air pressure at the same time. Instantly, four streams of metal crashed into the ground. The ground, which was originally a mud pond, was turned into a metal ground after being hit by a metal flow. The mysterious man hiding in the shadows had just taken a sip of his drink and saw such a scene. He immediately screwed on the metal cap of the drink bottle, intending to return to the patriarchal circle. The mysterious man was worried that the dwarves and the other five people might get alive, so they prepared to strengthen the magic of the sect circle.

I saw that the mysterious man cast a spell, and one palm was facing his face, and then it shook in a circular arc. A brown flame drifted between his eyes, and then the outstretched palm suddenly clenched into a fist. A brown flame swirled between his fists and scattered in all directions.

The metal floor burst open and turned back into a mud pool. The dwarves and the Czechs couldn't believe their eyes. They were surprised that the metal ground could not withstand the power of the position.

"I don't believe it, we can't get out," the Czechs said, slamming into the mud that was floating in mid-air and encircling them. After a while, he found himself on the opposite side of the dwarves, still not escaping.

"Don't panic! I think the mystery man will run out of mana," the dwarven boss said.

At this time, the voice of a mysterious man came from nowhere. "Hmph, do you think my mana will run out? There's no limit to my mana here! I'll see how long you can last."

As soon as the words were spoken, the dwarves and the Czechs saw a number of mysterious people suddenly appear in all directions, making the same move, that is, kicking at them. There was also brown flaring on that foot, powerfully splitting the air. The speed is so fast that the dwarves can only constantly increase the air pressure.

"These seem to be phantoms of mysterious people! Don't be alarmed," said the dwarven boss. Many mysterious people crashed into the dwarves and the Czechs, and then they all broke up and disappeared. The Czech Republic is also increasing the power of the data flow barrier to withstand the attacks of many mysterious people. The dwarven boss was a little nervous, and they didn't seem to have much hope of staying alive at what was going on. The four dwarves unleashed the fire of fire magic, and saw many fire dragons rushing in all directions, destroying many of the mysterious people's phantoms. Then, some more dragons rushed to the ground and the mud floating in mid-air. After a violent burn, the ground and the mud in mid-air turned into black earth. The dwarven boss was a little surprised, thinking that he could finally escape. Unexpectedly, this was only a momentary appearance, when the dwarven boss smashed the black earth floating in mid-air with a punch, only to find that they were greeted not by the sky, but by patches of silt.

"Well, it doesn't seem to be so easy to get out," said the dwarven boss with some frustration. After a while, the ground also returned to its appearance as a mud pond.

The dwarves and the Czechs, who had been holding out for an hour, gradually felt a little overwhelmed. It seems that they are running out of energy and strength.

"We're probably running out of mana! let's make the last fight," the dwarven boss said to the other dwarves in a stream of consciousness.

The Czechs looked at the dwarves and were surprised to see that they had such a tacit understanding. I don't know the secret. The four dwarves cast their water magic at the same time, and a waterspout slammed into the mid-air silt surrounding the position. Due to the impact of the current, a lot of silt scatters in all directions. After a few waterspouts, patches of silt remained. The four dwarves were no longer able to cast other spells, as they needed the remaining mana to keep the barometric magic working.

"It's up to you! You can do whatever you want! We're running out of mana! We can barely keep the air pressure magic going," the dwarven boss said to the Czech. The Czech Republic strengthened the recording range and noise reduction function of the mechanical armor, so that the words of the dwarf boss could be heard clearly. The Czech nodded to the dwarven boss, thinking about what trick to use. The wind is too strong and there is sand and dust in the area. So the Czech Republic is not only floating in the air, but also needs to maintain the stability of the data flow barrier. The Czech was a little worried that he wouldn't be able to survive for long, and he looked at the energy of his mechanical armor. Now he has a backup energy source and has already used half of it.

The Czech mecha is constantly analyzing the surrounding situation, but the data obtained is pitiful. "You are currently in an unknown world, surrounded by endless silt, and the mecha is temporarily unable to access the universe database" is just this result displayed on Czech glasses. At this point, the Czech Republic felt very depressed, and he couldn't figure out why he couldn't call the universe database. The Czechs, who were a little depressed, had to let themselves calm down slowly. He looked at all the skills of the mechanical armor, and most of them were useless. Suddenly, he stopped scrolling on his glasses. In the long and short texts, he saw a skill.

Then, with a flick of his palms, many data streams flew around like silver snakes. The entire sect circle was covered with a chaotic stream of data, and they crisscrossed and never collided. The Czech motioned for the dwarves to hide behind him so as not to hurt them. The data flow barrier instantly became larger, and the dwarves were also protected. Streams of silver-like digital data are constantly intertwined in front of the dwarves' eyes. See, these data streams are tearing apart the surrounding space, trying to create wormholes. But the naïve ideas of the Czech Republic were defeated by reality. Many cracks appeared in the space of the sect circle that might have been wormholes, but they disappeared in the next second, and no wormholes were formed. The Czechs could only shake their heads helplessly at the dwarves. At this time, the mysterious man launched another round of attacks. Many of the mysterious phantoms made the same move, punching the dwarves at them. The dwarves and the Czechs looked at the phantom in front of them from all directions, and they could only hold on first.

After a while, the second dwarf couldn't hold it anymore, and his mana was depleted.

"What's wrong with you," shouted the dwarf boss as he saw the second child fall into the mud pond beneath him. Before he could finish speaking, the three dwarves rushed to the second dwarf who was falling, trying to save him. Unexpectedly, when the three dwarves just met the second dwarf, the air pressure on their bodies suddenly disappeared. Even their mana was depleted, so they fell into the mud together. By this time, it was too late for the Czechs to save them. The moment he fell into the mud, the dwarven boss felt a little remorseful, and he regretted why he had been bothered by such a trivial matter, so that he had not studied the other spells in the magic book properly, the magic that could be used within their level.

The Czechs shot several streams of data at the dwarves and tied them up. The Czechs then tried to pull the dwarves out, but they got heavier and heavier. The dwarves struggled to keep their heads up so that the mud would not get into their mouths and eyes. As the dwarven boss sensed the end of his life, he suddenly saw that the magic book he was carrying with him was falling beside him. What made the dwarven boss wonder was that the magic book was so thick and bulky, how could it not fall into the mud, or even float on the mud. Looking at this strange phenomenon, the dwarven boss seemed to forget that he was in the mud. He watched as the spellbook was opening on a page that was a record of the earth magic they had tried so far but couldn't. "Ahh Unfortunately, I swallowed a little bit. He knew he was about to say goodbye to the world, but when he looked at the thick magic book, a wave of faith rose in his heart. "There's still a mission to be done, and so much magic to learn, I can't just die," thought the dwarven boss.

Thereupon. The dwarven boss made the last struggle of his life, and he flicked his limbs and pushed backwards. This moved his head a little away from the mud, and his eyes and mouth surfaced from the surface of the mud. The old dwarf chanted the incantation aloud. As soon as he finished speaking, something magical happened, and the mud that wrapped the dwarven boss broke away from him and lifted him up. In an instant, the mud that lifted the dwarven boss turned into hard earth. The dwarven boss jumped to his feet, and half a second was not delayed. He waved his palm at the location of the other dwarves, and the three dwarves were like the dwarven bosses. The mud from their bodies was detached and lifted up. The three dwarves slowly stood up and looked at their surroundings. They all looked at the dwarven boss with amazement, thinking that what had just happened was incredible. The three dwarves wiped their faces and found that there was no trace of mud except for their clothes.

This will be the mysterious man who is eating bread. Dip the bread in your hand and dip it in cream. He hadn't seen the magic orb in a while, and he didn't know that the dwarves were out of danger. Suddenly, the mysterious man's hand on the leftover bread loosened, and the bread dipped in cream fell on the table. The mysterious man saw the scene in the magic orb, and a surprised expression appeared on his face. He couldn't believe his eyes, for he knew that ordinary students of magic would not be able to use earth magic if they did not know the mysteries of earth magic.

At this moment, in the earth patriarchal array, the dwarves had turned the mud pond into land, and the silt in the air had disappeared. After leaving the sect array, in order to prevent the remaining mysterious person from escaping. The Czech Republic detected targets within a kilometer of the vicinity. The mysterious man hiding in the shade of the tree knew that if he didn't leave, he might be planted in the hands of the dwarves, and he was helped by the sectarian circle before, but now he is not necessarily the opponent of the dwarves. But when he picked up the rest of the bread and prepared to flee, he found a green stream of data shooting out of nowhere, tying one of his arms. The mystery man wants to rip off this data stream. But he found that he couldn't touch it. In his hurry, he instantly gathered all his mana and slammed into this data stream. However, it didn't go as he wanted, and the data flow didn't break in the slightest. On the contrary, he did not control the magic well, resulting in accidentally injuring his arm. The mysterious man endured the pain and wrapped his bleeding arm in his clothes. Running all the way, fleeing without direction.

For the mysterious man who does not have the help of magic, the running speed is not very fast. This will cause the dwarves and the Czechs to chase the mysterious man after them. Although the mysterious man has no magic power, his running speed is still incomparable to ordinary people. The Czech Republic was also running out of energy, as all types of energy in his mechanical armor were running out.

"Czech, do you have anything to eat in your trunk?" asked the dwarf boss.

The Czech Republic checked the situation in the back storage box, and the glasses showed only a few bottles of purified water.

"I forgot to prepare food! just a few bottles of water," the Czech said.

"Okay! we should all be thirsty!" said the dwarven boss.

The Czechs opened the trunk, and four bottles of water were automatically ejected at the dwarves. The dwarven boss took the water and drank it all in one gulp. Immediately, he felt that the mana in his body should have recovered somewhat. Seeing that the mysterious man is about to escape, because there are already buildings in the dwarves' sight, this will give the mysterious man a chance to hide. After chanting a string of incantations, the Dwarven Boss found that he had really regained a little mana. He successfully unleashed his air pressure magic, and his speed increased dramatically.

When the mysterious man saw that he had arrived in the town, he rejoiced and thought that he was finally saved. Suddenly, he felt a tap on his shoulder, and he turned his head to look. The dwarven boss smiled at the mysterious man, then slapped him in the back. The mysterious man was frightened and felt his whole body suddenly stiffen, and his limbs did not obey. After that, the mysterious man's eyes went black and he was completely unconscious.

The dwarven boss leaned against a metal statue, gasping for air. Three other dwarves and the Czechs also caught up.

"Mr. Dwarven Boss, these guys are all metal statues, aren't they dead?" asked the Czech, a little confused.

The dwarven boss did not rush to answer the Czech question, but smiled.

"We're still measured, and we don't have much mana! Now the mysteries are in a state of suspended animation! Their bodies are covered in a layer of metal," the dwarven boss said. Afterwards, the dwarves and the Czechs returned to the dilapidated building, taking with them the metal statues of the other four mysterious men.

The dwarf boss who was driving the truck, looking at the road ahead. At this time, the Czech Republic had a trace of doubt. He wondered why some of the passers-by on the street before seemed to look helplessly at them chasing the mysterious man. The Czechs realized that something might be wrong and asked the dwarven boss to stop.

"I think we should think about it first, and not just send these suspects to the police station in the small town of Shekasi," the Czech said.

The four dwarves looked at the Czech Republic in some surprise, they didn't understand why the Czech suddenly had such thoughts.

"Why!?" asked the dwarven boss.

"I always felt that there was something wrong with this! I remember in the police station in the town of Shekasi, I had accidentally caught a glimpse of a man standing in one place looking at us, as if there was a hint of hatred in his eyes!

When the dwarves heard this, their expressions were a little serious. But they did not respond, just looked at the Czech Republic.

"Well! Maybe you don't think there's anything wrong with that! Remember the eyes of some passers-by on the street during the chase before? Also, when we first took on this task, I saw several papers on the desk of the police chief of Lane Town, and one of them was a document belonging to this case! Don't you think it's strange why there was a murder in the place where the town of Shekassi was responsible, and it was the police station in the town of Lane who overturned the case," the Czech said.

The dwarven boss frowned when he heard this, and he also sensed that something was wrong in it.

"Okay, let's get these mysteries to the police station in Lane first," said the dwarven boss. Immediately, the dwarven boss started the truck again. They drove in the direction of the town of Lane.

And at the moment, a person in an office is nervous. Because of the contact between him and the mysterious people, he searched all the places, but he did not see any trace of the five mysterious people.

He wondered if the mysterious man would run away, but there was no need for it! Then, thinking back to yesterday's events, he felt even more uneasy, and even some cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

"Could it be that they really planted it! No, no, no, even if it were, I'm fine," the man in the office thought, and immediately opened a delicate wooden box, took out a cigar, lit it and smoked it.

The dwarves and the Czechs sent five mysterious people to the police station in the small town of Lane, and one of the guards went to inform the police chief. When the police chief heard the news that the murderer had been caught, he could not contain his excitement. He walked from the office at a trotting speed to the dwarves, followed by a large number of police officers. When the dwarf boss opened the back door of the truck, the sight inside stunned the chief and the other officers. Five metal statues are sitting inside the car, facing forward.

"Hey, don't be in a hurry," said the dwarven boss to the director. The Dwarven Boss motioned for the sluggish officers to help lift the metal statues down and told them to lay flat on the ground. The officers did so. Five metal statues were lifted down because they wanted to know why. The four dwarves walked up to the four metal statues, crouched down and flicked their fingers at the statues. The Dwarven Boss is in charge of the two mystery man statues. I saw that they had an aura in their hands and struck the metal statue. The five metal statues made a loud sound and quickly burst open. There were some metal fragments that fell to the ground due to the lack of attachment, making a loud metallic sound. In a moment, the metal fragments were gone. The chief and the police officers who were watching from the sidelines were stunned and came back to their senses for a long time. The policemen and the chief of the bureau praised the dwarves and even gave them enthusiastic applause.

"Well, I envy you magicians," said the Director. After that, although the police chief was reluctant to send the five suspects to be bandaged and treated, he did not have enough evidence to convince himself that the real murderer was in front of him. The dwarves and the Czechs also stayed in the hospital room to prevent the mysterious man from waking up and escaping. The mysterious man also has a stream of data tied to his arm. Every medical staff member who enters the ward for treatment will be checked and searched before entering. Once in the ward, the Czech Republic will also scan them one by one. Even though all the police officers who came to the hospital were not wearing uniforms, some media reporters found out.

Occasionally, one or two reporters would be barricaded at the entrance of the hospital, not allowing them to enter. The next day, the mysterious people woke up, but found themselves very weak. The dwarves and the Czechs also woke up, and they sat up straight from their chairs. After finishing breakfast, we went to the police station together. The director ordered that a separate cell be prepared for the mysterious people to avoid any accidents. The director was going to wait until the mysterious people were in better spirits before interrogating. By the evening, the mysteries were in much better spirits.

Four bright lights shone on the faces of the five mysterious men, who sat expressionlessly in their chairs, with not only handcuffs but also bound data streams. The chief and the two officers were looking at the mysterious man with a serious expression.

"According to relevant evidence, the possibility that the five of you appeared at the scene of the crime coincides with the time and so on. We have extracted a few footprints from the scene, which are the same as your shoe prints, and the dwarven gentlemen we sent to capture you have been abducted by you!Are you responsible for the dozen or so murders that have occurred in Clay Pot Village this year?" asked a police officer.

After waiting for a while, the five mysterious men were still expressionless, and none of them answered.

"Very well! You don't answer, do you?" said the director, with some anger.

"Torture them, see how hard they are," the chief said to the officer next to him.

The officer shook his head at the chief.

"What's the matter!, let's get punished," the chief said.

"Director, they are in good health now, and I am afraid that they will faint to death when they are punished, so it will be difficult to handle. A police officer said.

The director angrily picked up the water glass on the table and threw it in the direction of the mysterious man. The glass landed next to one of the mysterious men, with a crisp cracking sound. The mysterious man closed his eyes anyway. Because the glass was only a few centimeters away from his head.

"What is this! See for yourselves," the director said, picking up a commemorative note. The mysteries' expressions began to change, and their brows furrowed slightly.

"Say, how do you have this commemorative note? This thing is only available to us in the town of Lane, and it is not something that ordinary people can have. This is the Lake Academy checkpoint pass in our town, ordinary people can't enter this academy to study, and there are no people from Shekasi Town in this academy!Besides, it's even more impossible to pick up this thing, every academy student will put the commemorative banknote back in the hall at the entrance of the academy," the director said to the mysterious people. There was murder in his eyes. Because this evidence has made him suspect that the murderer in front of him may be in front of him.

Although the mysterious man's expression changed slightly, he still didn't say a word.

"Okay, if you don't answer, we'll gather stronger evidence, and then we can shoot you without your confession," the director said, slamming his fist on the table and leaving. The two officers were at a loss, and they looked at the chief's reaction a little confused. They didn't know why the director reacted so loudly and so angrily.

The next day, the dwarves arrived at Lake Academy with the chief and some police officers to prepare for further investigation. Other police officers accompanied the Czech to the village of clay pots. They want to gather more evidence and hope to find the bodies of other victims.

"You can't enter our academy, please go to the side of the reception hall and wait for the announcement," the doorman said to the director and the others.

There is a small hall with a light blue façade next to the entrance to Lake Academy, which is specially designed for outsiders who do not have a pass to visit the college.

After a few moments, a clerk from the academy walked up to the director.

"Hello, our headmaster is away, and the chief faculty member of the Temple of Magic will take care of the affairs of the academy today! but he is not here now! you may have to wait," said the female clerk standing in front of the director and the others.

At this time, there is a murderous man in the police station of Lane Town.

"This gentleman, these prisoners you are going to visit, there is a rule in the bureau that no one is allowed to visit them for the time being, only the two interrogating officers and the chief of the bureau have the right to enter this cell," said one of the receiving officers.

"Oh, where is your toilet? I want to go to the toilet," said the visitor.

The officer who received him told him where the toilet was. The man hurried in the direction of the toilet. The director and the dwarves waited until noon, and the chief instructor of the magic hall did not come to greet them. The chief and the officers were already a little impatient, and they drank cup after cup of coffee.

"How busy is this! I don't take me seriously!" thought the director, slamming his coffee cup on the table. Until two o'clock in the afternoon, a middle-aged man with a split and curly hairstyle followed a female staff member to the hall of the hospitality hall. He saw a crowd of policemen sitting in the hall, as well as four dwarves and a man in ordinary clothes. The middle-aged man frowned.

"Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time! I've been out for a long time! Are you here for anything?" said a middle-aged man with a split and curly hairstyle.

The female clerk who followed was about to introduce the middle-aged man when she was stopped.

"Hello everyone! I'm the head faculty member of the magic department at Lake Academy! My name is Davey," said the man with a split and curly hairstyle.

The director looked at the middle-aged man named Dawei. It looks mature and temperamental, and the clothes are gorgeous. Immediately, the director took out the Lake Academy checkpoint pass in a transparent bag and handed it to Instructor Dawei.

"This thing belongs to your academy, right?!" the director asked.

Instructor Davey nodded, his mind thinking about what to do.

"This is what we got from the murder criminals in Shekahi, how did this end up in the hands of the criminals?

Instructor Davey's face was a little angry, but he held back.

"Oh! I remembered! I thought I was so tired once, so I fell asleep in the guard's room. It may have been that my pass stolen at that time," Instructor Davey said.

The Director did not believe his words, and reached for the commemorative note in a transparent bag that was placed on the table. Unexpectedly, Teacher Dawei grabbed the bag on the other side with one hand.

"You can't take this thing, it's something that belongs to our academy," Dawei said.

"But he is still one of the pieces of evidence until the case is closed, and I have the right to keep it for the time being," the director said, clutching the transparent bag harder.

"Well, don't blame me for not reminding you! you're going to take him away, and being known to the headmaster of the academy might have a bad effect on you," Instructor Davey said.

The director frowned and looked at Instructor Davey with a fierce look.

"You're threatening me!" said the Director.

"Okay, just take it as a joke!come, shake hands, don't take it seriously," Teacher Davey said, letting go of his grip on the clear bag. The director thought about it, he was just a police chief, and this academy had weight in the eyes of the national government, and it was impossible for him to fight against it. The Director then tossed the bag to Instructor David. He also responded with his outstretched hand, and the two shook hands.

Teacher Dawei looked at the dwarves' attire and felt that they were different from ordinary people.

"Oh, these friends are dressed in a distinctive way, and their bodies are distinctive," Davey said, holding out his hand to the dwarven boss. The dwarven boss weighed Davey's teacher, and although he was reluctant to shake his hand, he still gave him face. Holding Davey's hand, the dwarf boss was a little surprised.

The chief left with the other police officers in disappointment, because this time they didn't even collect any clues, and they didn't even enter the academy. Before leaving, the dwarven boss was a little curious about Davey, and he turned his head to look. At this time, Teacher Dawei showed a fierce expression, as if he wanted to kill them.

The dwarf boss sitting in the car suddenly said something.

"We may have a bad fight"

The other dwarves and Czechs were incredulous when they heard this, wondering how the dwarven boss could say this. They all looked at the dwarven boss suspiciously.

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