Looking at his two hands, Philip was a little stunned, the sense of control just now was something he had never experienced before, cutting the necks of two blood newborns so precisely, just like a surgical operation, especially these two failed newborns were telling to move, and they had the strength above the baron level.

Philip has a feeling that his spiritual power seems to have touched the upper limit of the great mage, and he is infinitely close to the level of the magister, as long as he finds a reserve device that can hold a large amount of magical energy in the future, he will be able to create a more refined arcane bronze meridian and move towards the ladder of the magister!

There were so many thoughts in his mind, but Philip still keenly noticed that there seemed to be a gaze looking at him in the dark, but unfortunately the illumination of the magic lamp was limited, and he couldn't see what was in the depths of the alleyway.

Feeling that this gaze was gone, Philip hurriedly activated the Eagle Eye Technique, and the originally dim environment became clear in the eyes of the Earl, and a black corner of his clothes was disappearing at the other end of the alleyway.

"You go back with these three bodies, and I'll go and have a look. ”

Philip threw down a sentence and hurriedly ran with the vanished corner of his clothes.

In order to avoid startling the snake, Philip used light spirit and flying magic, and quietly went to the roof of the house, monitoring the person who was running fast.

To be precise, it should be the Bloodline.

The speed of running is obviously higher than that of ordinary people, and there is no fighting spirit or magic fluctuations on his body, only the blood clan can do this, if it wasn't for Philip to climb to the roof beforehand, he would definitely be thrown off.

Following him, Philip came to the warehouse district of Africa. Layers of wooden boxes occupy most of the open space, and when masonry houses are used to prevent fires, flames skewer with each other, and even late at night, there are overtime laborers pushing carts to deliver goods.

This is a relatively remote place in Africa, and the land rent is cheap, so many merchants have built warehouses here.

Following the Bloodline, Philip stopped in front of a large warehouse, not because it occupied a space the size of a football field, but because Philip saw a very familiar badge on it.

Camel with gold coin.

Cooper Chamber of Commerce's warehouse!

Suddenly. Everything makes sense.

This riot. The only one who can benefit is the Republican Party, and if there is a riot, the referendum will naturally not be held. Philip, the star of hope for the royalists, would not be able to rule Galia. Over here. Still under Republican rule, Philip also heard that when the riots first broke out. The thugs targeted the pro-merger population.

On the roof of the warehouse, the bright magic lamp illuminated the eyes of the people, and the guards with strong crossbows patrolled back and forth, and one of the guards spotted the fleeing Blood, and without saying a word, he opened a small door beside him and let him in.

Philip didn't dare to imagine that he had such treatment, if he was discovered by the guards, he would definitely attract a powerful attack, even if he was a great magician, it would be difficult to resist in the face of powerful crossbow shots, not to mention that there would probably be a large number of high-level blood clans in that warehouse, and the tactics of the sea of people could grind him to death.

Staring into the distance, Philip ran to the edge of the house, leaping high into the air, and in a beautiful and graceful arc, Philip glided to the roof as if he had wings attached.

Large buildings must have ventilation holes, even the Bright Continent is no exception, Philip launched the brute force technique, the metal fence was pulled in Philip's hands and bulged outward, and the screws embedded in the edges of the square ventilation ports on the four frames popped out at once, and took away a large piece of cement.

"Bang dang" shook off the twisted fence, Philip bent down, lowered his head and got in, a bad smell mixed with sweat and musty smell made people vomit, Philip hurriedly launched the magic shield, but unfortunately, the shield can only isolate the attack, but the air cannot be defended.

Fortunately, the warehouse is not an office building, and the internal space is not complicated, and Philip quickly climbed inside the warehouse.

From a small opening at the top of the interior of the warehouse, Philip slid out deftly, like a weightless ghost, floating along the ceiling.

Eventually, Philip was able to control the Flying and Light Spirits to attach to a wide beam, giving him a chance to see the contents of the warehouse.

Passing through the layers of wooden boxes, Philip saw the Bloodclan he had been following, trotting through the gaps in the boxes, passing some human porters, but as if he hadn't seen it, he didn't show a thirst for "food" or glance at them, but just hurried forward.

At the Bloodline's destination, Philip found that it was a row of makeshift tents, and some of the Bloods in ceremonial or other fancy clothes were constantly coming and going in and out of these tents, and it was so lively that it was like a small village, and it was estimated that there seemed to be more than a hundred.

Several people pushed a wooden box into the living area with a small cart, and the impatient Bloodclan stepped forward quickly, picked up the box with his hand and smashed it on the ground, violently lifted the lid on it, and even broke the wooden plank that made up the lid with a click.

Reaching out and reaching in, when he came out again, there was already an extra cowhide water bag in the blood clan's hand, pouring it into his throat against his lips, and the bright red liquid flowed down the corners of his mouth, stained with the blood clan's clothes, but he didn't care, the greedy and anxious expression on his face made people shudder.

"It's going to take how long to eat. ”

Philip distinctly remembers that Grace was very graceful when he sucked blood, holding a glass of red wine filled with fresh blood, and slowly tasting the delicious blood of the virgin, as if he were drinking a glass of fine wine that had been cellared for many years.

More and more Bloods joined in, scrambling to pull out cowhide water bags from wooden boxes and pour blood down their throats, and even pushed and shoved each other, some scuffled with each other for a small bag of blood, punched and swollen their fellows' eye sockets, and others fell to their knees and licked the blood spilled on the ground with their tongues in enjoyment.

Not wanting to "appreciate" the way the blood clan drank blood like a starving ghost, Philip was ready to return the same way along the vent, and the next step was to mobilize the army to wipe out these blood clans, in the face of absolute numbers, more than a hundred blood clans were nothing, and now there were no more than 10,000 soldiers outside the city of Africa.

"Huh?" said Philip, who surprised him when he saw a man in the cargo area, quietly breaking away from the beam and gliding towards the ground in the shadows that the lights did not shine......

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Landing behind the short-haired girl, Philip spoke in a somewhat cold voice: "All this, is it your Cooper family who did it?"

"Huh?"

The girl seemed to have just reacted, turned around, and saw Philip's face, Miranda's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and after finding that Lord Lobit's face was very cold, Miranda's eyes dimmed again, and her eyelashes were lowered, as if she had done something wrong.

Miranda looks like this, so Philip doesn't know how to speak, although the two are now in different camps, but when Miranda and himself cooperate, the two of them have a very tacit understanding, and in terms of business, Philip can completely hand over to Miranda, and he never needs to ask, and Miranda can always give Philip the perfect answer.

Even if Milan reached the Cooper Chamber of Commerce, he once reported to Philip that if it weren't for Miranda, the cooperation between Philip and the Elven Kingdom would not be completed at all, whether it was hijacked or not, the first cooperation would not be able to deliver on time, which would be a very big blow to the credibility of the Electrical Magic Chamber of Commerce.

The relationship between the two has long gone beyond the average employer and professional manager, and more precisely, Philip and Miranda are the best partners in their careers.

However, seeing Miranda and thinking that this warehouse belonged to the Cooper Chamber of Commerce, Philip was a little unhappy, but seeing Miranda like this, Philip didn't know what to do with her.

The atmosphere passed in such a way that it was not embarrassing or embarrassing, Philip and Miranda were like two lovers who met again after breaking up, and they felt that everything was wrong, and it seemed that the beauty between the two was fleeting, but it was vivid.

Suddenly, Miranda seemed to remember something, and her face showed an anxious look: "Quick, you go quickly, you shouldn't come here." ”

Hearing Miranda say this, Philip suddenly became angry, "What do you mean I shouldn't be here, you took refuge in the new master, and you forgot about me aside, hum, you are really ruthless." ”

These words became more and more ambiguous, but Miranda was so anxious that she stomped her feet: "You be quiet, don't shout so loudly!"

"I'm screaming? yes, you don't want to see it at all, haven't you been in Africa for a day or two, why have you never looked for me?"

Saying this, Philip himself suddenly stopped, Miranda is not on his side at all now, she is on the enemy's position, she should not come to Philip, it is wrong to come to Philip, however, because the last time Miranda reported the news, Philip still regarded her as his own in his heart, so he had a feeling of betrayal just now.

Thinking of this, Philip's mood became depressed: "Yes, you should not come to me, after all, you are different from my current camp. ”

"Don't say it, let's go quickly, it'll be too late if you don't leave. Miranda tugged at Philip's clothes and was about to drag him out, as if something scared her.

Philip's heart became even more uncomfortable, as if something was broken, and he shook off Miranda's hand, ready to launch his magic, and flew towards the ventilation hole.

Maybe it's time to break off, and this forbidden connection shouldn't exist.

PS: Thanks to the "Little Sailor" for 200 points of starting coins! (to be continued......)