If you do too much work, you will get tired of it, and even get tired of it.

A veteran reincarnation like Kane is not very interested in combat and adventure.

Of course, as an adult, he won't do anything or not because he likes it, he's not so pretentious. He only asks if what he is doing will help him achieve his immediate and long-term goals.

It must be said that in the past six months, the frequent troubles of all things, and the gains brought by a series of victories, have made his kingdom look a little chaotic from top to bottom.

In a way, he experienced the feeling of being a child of fate.

The two public trials of King's Cross, the Great Lake, Venice, the Future Man and the Dark Wizard, and the trip of 1853, each of which was not a trivial matter, was each time he eliminated danger and seized the opportunity, and thus gained benefits, and at the same time gave some, but on the whole he still received a lot.

After loss, it needs to be adjusted, and what is gained, it needs to be digested.

At the moment, he's feeling a little overwhelmed. However, the triggering of events in reality is often so unsatisfactory, with sudden storms and crises, and there are two more incidents.

The first is the Blood God Cult. The cult came into view with a brazen assassination of him.

The International Federation of Magic and other institutions are indignant at this blatant defiance of the rules, and the establishment of a task force has achieved certain results, so far three strongholds have been destroyed, but because of this, the small is big, and the huge system is roughly described.

The Blood God Cult, which relies on the mortal world, is the type of opponent that Kane hates the most.

The population base and social status quo of the mortal world determine that it is a huge cannon fodder resource pool, there are always greedy people, there are frustrated people, there are speculators, there are vulnerable groups, mouth cannon painting cake + extraordinary strength pretend to be more than + a little benefit, can make many people sell their lives.

It can be said that this kind of opponent is as difficult to pave as a mountain fire, and there are many repetitions.

As a result, waves of unsettled waves have arisen again and again, and such a mysterious organization has emerged in the London realm.

This is a bit of a slap in the face, you must know that his next plan is to talk about Britain becoming a native country that is highly controlled by the MAGIC EYE Chamber of Commerce.

Even, the relevant preliminary work has been launched for many days, including a detailed investigation of Britain, but it was not possible to find this force that has already shown a bit of climate. It's hard to say what kind of scourge this organization will eventually develop into unless they happen to bump into each other.

Now that Maria has arrived, she is not in a hurry to solve the mystery, she will take it all first, and then slowly review it.

"Let's get started. Kane gave the order.

Cam watched as the emaciated girl beside Kane quickly faded away. Said: "This trick has been tried, but it doesn't work, the mentor can see through everything invisible." ”

Kane pouted, "There are never absolutes. ”

Indeed, the bloodline has been transformed by golden blood, and the 8th and 13th, which have the blessing of divinity, are not something that can be discovered by ordinary detection.

Soon after, the four corners of the hall and even the wall line were interrupted, and the etched magic circle quickly formed on the limestone floor, and disappeared as it went, as if the magic circle existed there and could only be seen by a special beam of light.

After the eight magic circles were drawn, there was the thick green bonfire, and on the outer floor of it, the more elaborate magic arrays were gradually outlined.

"Alright, Maria, you can do that over there. ”

After receiving Kane's message, Maria gave the order, and the secret service led by Hank, Farrilu, another former Slaughter Squad Commander, and Maria herself, began to operate.

The big guys of the special service team let their hands shine, forming huge claws of energy, digging like grasping tofu slag, grabbing rocks and concrete obstacles into slag, planing them behind and on both sides, and forming passages rapidly.

After digging in place, the puppets carried a recently made object about 50 centimeters in diameter that resembled a totem pole and planted it into its designated position as if it were planting a tree.

After receiving the notification that the other three teams were in place one after another, Maria's side began to operate, the energy input, the magic pillar emitted light, and the other three magic pillars also followed suit.

In the Banquet Hall, the magic circles drawn by Numbers 8 and 13 also came into motion, radiating light and quickly becoming conspicuous enough to be easily detected by the monsters.

The monsters were whimpering, and they were speaking an underground language that Kane didn't quite understand, but he understood the general meaning.

As Cam, the black guy, said, these guys with protruding noses and sharp mouths are indeed in a state of bondage, and they can't do without their respective positions.

In fact, even if they could leave, it was too late, those magic arrays were releasing waves of energy, and the space of the entire banquet hall was distorted, as if the density had increased, and it quickly reached the pressure of thousands of meters of seabed, and it was still climbing.

ALL CREATURES IN THIS SPACE, INCLUDING SIRI AND CAM, HAVE BOTH NEGATIVE BUFFS APPLIED TO THEM AT THE SAME TIME, SIMILAR TO DROWNING AND FALLING INTO THE ABYSS.

Kane and No. 8 and No. 13 were naturally fine, they emitted a shimmer of light, which was the light of a magic pendant, which had a function similar to the identification of friend and foe, and was not affected by the effect of magic.

The other thing Cam was right about was that the 'Mentor' did exist, in the form of a monster, nesting in a corner of the main hall, hanging there like a spider.

The monster resembled a clumsy work of art, made of twisted and deformed human limbs, such as its dozen or so legs, which were connected by elongated bodies, ending in dozens of human hands, like a bunch of flying claws, slashing at the wall.

The body of this monster is slightly smaller in the front and a large oval belly in the back, and the body is so half-fused and connected together to form a typical spider body.

The head is a little jumpy, not organically integrated with the predecessor, but independent like a tumor, and if you look closely, dozens of people's heads are crowded together, forming a thing like a brain or an insect compound eye.

It is in the turbulent energy waves that it has an outline like a transparent person sprinkled with flour, otherwise it is indeed impossible to perceive even the senses.

Kane knew, and with this feature, this monster was already an existence with divine characteristics.

However, it is not very strong, it has no substance, it is formed by the aggregation of wild souls but has not yet completed its transformation, and now it is also bound by the cage of power exerted by the combination of internal and external forces.

"Who is ......" Tree Helmet's annoyed voice rang out in the hall, followed by a large green bonfire that swelled and Tree Helmet emerged from the flames.

But this time, its loading ratio failed, and as soon as the big bonfire changed, the magic array on the outer ground released light, forming a higher density energy area with the big bonfire as the core, similar to the energy crystal ban.

This is a method that Kane used in the Crazy Realm, but the fact that he can play now is so popular has a lot to do with learning Guangmin techniques.

Although Kane does not plan to follow the path of Guangmin, he is still very interested in learning his knowledge and borrowing from technical creativity.

The special pressure made Sirius's eyes dark, his eyelids heavy, and his consciousness blurred, and he was so dizzy that he didn't even know that he had knocked over the plate and dipped in the soup.

And those monsters, too, were not much better, the struggle was pointless, and soon fell unconscious.

Kane reached out for the soul timer, looked at the scale on it, and after a moment said, "Remember where the monster that is still awake is." ”

Nodding their heads, No. 8 and No. 13 sprang around, their eyes swept back and forth, and soon swept the hall.

Meanwhile, outside, the Black Guards of the Secret Service are already engaged with the monsters.

It's the same kind of rat head as the monster in the banquet hall, and the profession is also a dark shaman, and there are two types: deadwood spellcaster and claw berserker.

The Deadwood Caster blessed the Claw Berserkers with a spell, increasing their size by three turns as if fattening, and they were swirled in thorny green thorns.

Their opponents, the Blackguards, faced them in small warbands similar to the Spartan Red Pants, lined up in rows, heavily armoured, shielded and speared.

The shield is a heavy tower shield with conical spikes lining the shield surface.

The spear is like a heavy cavalry spear, with a long tapered body and a short handle at the back. It's just that the long conical shape has been replaced by a three-edged blade.

These heavy spears, just looking murderous, like a broken cone, are in fact able to be inserted into the walls of the city wall and used as a temporary staircase to step on.

Being hit by a heavy spear is worse than being shot by a super heavy bed crossbow, and it will be directly pierced and fly together.

The two sides are not of magnitude at all, and the terrifying strange power of the Black Guard combined with the super heavy equipment to complete the crushing of the claw berserker, and every time the thrust of the brush brush, there is a feeling of crushing the train passing at high speed.

Fiercely!Violently!violently!violently!Whatever the Talon Berserkers are doing, they will be forcibly interrupted by the thrust, becoming the only one: pierced and thrusted backwards.

Blood donation splashes, figures fly upside down, and the claw rage is only a small physique of more than 200 pounds after strengthening, and he can't play with the top cow at all, the effect is really like a group of locomotives swarming up, and the front is similar to the top cow of a high-speed train, and every time it can be described as tragic.

The harder you rush, the more tragic the result. Because the Black Guard also has a cone-spiked shield wall, this thing is suddenly and neatly topped, similar to the effect of being rolled by a thorny tank track, and instantly turning into rotten meat.

The Deadwood Spellcaster also tried to help, and they were mainly able to attack with two main attacks: the Dark Root Entanglement and the Withered Magic Bullet, but this spell was meaningless to the Black Guard, the root vine would be torn off in an instant, and the magic bullet would be canceled out by the black light smoke rising from the Black Guard's body.

These are all soldiers produced in order to participate in the Divine War, first of all, the energy throughput is extraordinary, the magic version of the oil tiger, and then it was armed by the magic industry fortress again, it is conceivable that the rat heads who are coaxing and casting spells in the rabble, how can the firepower be enough?

Even more terrifying, these blackguards with armor and weapons weigh more than 450kg, but they are not bulky, they reach a speed of 90 kilometers per hour when they rush, and what it would be like to be hit by a 90-mile heavy truck converted shovel truck, you can still imagine it (Mad Max: Fury Road).

From the perspective of the team, the huddled Black Guard is like a heavy punch thrown with a single blow, breaking through many obstacles and directly blowing up the loose monster team.

This is true for both the front and back battlefields.

The situation on the left and right battlefields was not so cool because of the terrain, but it was also a one-sided slaughter.

As opponents, the fighting spirit of the monsters is still commendable, they are very crazy, not afraid of death, so after more than ten minutes, they were chopped down like chopping melons and vegetables, and the casualties were in disarray.

Those spellcasters did not give up and created a pit on the ground, but the Blackguard showed great flexibility and easily crossed, even if he really fell into the pit, he did not panic, and when the team passed, he jumped out of the pit directly, caught up with the queue, and became the back row.

It can be said that they are humanoid mecha with high protection and great power, which are not the same as the heavy cavalry in the Middle Ages who fell off their horses and couldn't get up on their own.

The deadwood caster, on the other hand, paid with his life for this, and the casting of the spell delayed time, and once the effect was not good, there was no time to escape.

After quickly crushing the first wave of enemies, the Blackguards encountered an opponent who could barely fight them, the Underground Trolls.

Compared to their cousins, surface trolls, underground trolls are more horizontally oriented and stand together with each other, much like the difference between humans and dwarves.

The weapons used by these stinking big men were rudimentary, but at least sturdy. And their own weight makes the grip stronger, and the charging impact is full of power, and the black guard obviously can't do it anymore. Especially the underground trolls after being blessed by the deadwood caster, the tank may be almost meaningless, but the momentum of the armored combat vehicle is real.

After withstanding a wave of violent impact and smashing, the Blackguards were tightly united, and the characteristics of hundreds of uniforms were manifested.

By discipline and the highly cohesive force, this is actually where the real strength of the Spartan Red Pants lies.

The current Blackguard repeats the horror of this orderly team tactic, with shields pushing the trolls out of the way and three rows of heavy spears in front and back thrust forward.

The underground trolls simply couldn't intercept so many blows, they couldn't even retreat, and the trolls behind them were pushing and shoving them forward.

In the past, they were unstoppable, except because of the terrain, they have not encountered such a thing as being blocked, their bad temper and low IQ also make them not know what it means to see the situation clearly, and those behind can't see clearly, or don't care about what is happening in front of them, they are full of rushing and running over.

As a result, from the team's point of view, the effect is like stuffing meat pieces into a meat grinder, trying to stop the knife wheel from turning, come on, that's a meat grinder, and it's a mechanical force, maybe you can stuff the bones, stuff the meat pieces......