In an unknown valley, the lights are bright, and the makeshift church glows with a soft white light. In the air, the golden man floated all the way, giving guidance to the following from time to time, as if he was inspecting the work. Below, more than 10,000 people acted frantically, but their faces were calm. They're playing a game with the Grim Reaper.

Or a "fish tank" of that quality, which Kevin had found in the vault of the asylum. The "fish tank" has only a frame, and there is just enough room for a person to fit it in. Built-in magic array, the frame can be filled with water when needed, to ensure that people are drowned to half death.

The valley is full of water, and the "fish tank" is filled with water in an instant. One patient after another was stuffed into the vat, still tied hand and foot, unable to escape. According to the schedule, those who hold their breath for a long time will be given priority to enter, and those who will hold their breath for a short time will enter later, ensuring that all patients here are dying at the same time.

Kevin's time was recorded when he first entered the shelter, but he wasn't an honest man. At that time, he showed that he couldn't hold it in advance, so the time record was shorter. So if they stick to the schedule, Kevin is confident he'll be fine. Presumably.

With a pop, Kevin was stuffed into the "fish tank" and felt the cold water envelop his body. Unlike other patients, Kevin at least knows how to take a deep breath in advance. After entering the fish tank, he did not struggle, did not waste his strength, observed silently, and even had the mind to spit bubbles and play.

But other patients are not so lucky, that despair, that pain. Even neurological patients know the preciousness of life and have the instinct to survive. In just a moment, many people's faces have changed, writhing violently, and bubbles are bubbling out.

Although Kevin is difficult to see the overall situation with the naked eye, he can also get a glimpse of most of it through mental power exploration. Close your eyes and eyes, where is this holy place for priests to pray? Is this really a light magic experiment? This is a truly desperate struggle, even on the execution ground.

Is this really the essence of light spells? Kevin couldn't help but wonder what would happen if he continued like this?

Just as he was thinking, a patient on the side could no longer hold on, struggling weaker and weaker, more and more weak, and finally floated motionless in the water. His eyes were still round, and his face was hideous, but his whole body was still tied.

"This person ......" The strong man who kept the time outside also noticed the problem in time, but when he looked at the book, "No, he should be able to hold it for another half a minute." ”

The director hurried over and looked at the situation: "Give him water!"

The strong man just made a few taps on the frame, and the water quickly disappeared, and the person was dragged out. The director crouched down to give emergency relief, but after a moment, he still shook his head.

"How can this be?" the strong man hurriedly spread out the notebook and showed it to everyone, "I didn't record this time. ”

While talking, some people from other teams couldn't hold on, and many people hurriedly began to save people. He shouted, "Don't die!" "Aren't you usually able to hold your breath?" "What are you doing......?" Some people were so angry that they threw their time notebooks to the ground.

Under this turmoil, who still has the time to do what prayers and rituals. It can also be seen from the scene that their experiment this time failed again. Is it estimated that the cause of the failure will be due to inaccurate time logging?

Actually, people are such precise things, and they are not machines. The state is good and bad, and now they tie people up and pull them over in the middle of the night, and they are tied up and thrown into the water. It's normal for there to be a discrepancy between the current time and the recorded time. And there is an obvious truth, if a person dies, he will definitely die.

No matter how good the protective measures are, how many emergency plans there are. Always wandering on the edge of the lifeline, there will be a time when you make mistakes. One or two mistakes, it may be accidental, but if there are enough people and enough times, then the mistake is inevitable. And if you make a mistake at this time, you will die!

Of course, it's not them who died, it's the experimental materials, it's the patients! When they go back, they may fake medical malpractice. And the experiment, I'm afraid, will not stop!

Kevin was a little angry, and he especially wanted to press these strong men, along with the director and someone floating in the sky, into the water one by one, so that they could also experience the feeling of dying. It's also strange to say, since they think that synchronous dying can learn light spells, why don't they enter the "fish tank" themselves?

Those nobles who obtained light spells through mating were all in battle in person, and they were mating themselves. Are you afraid of death? That's a bunch of rubbish.

But unfortunately, Kevin carefully calculated the difference in combat effectiveness between the two sides. There are too many strong men on the scene, and there are too many unknown masters. Even if the permission is not good, there are no magic towers here, and they are not in the city circle. What's more, even if there is a magic tower, this is no longer the capital, and the authority is also geographically limited. Kevin's authority is not yet high enough to be used nationwide.

You have to endure when you should be patient, but this matter must be thoroughly investigated. For the innocent patients who died at the scene, Kevin can only express deep shame. As an atheist, make a few modest prayers that I hope you will go to heaven.

"Counting the casualties, let's take a break. In the air, the floating man with golden light finally gave the order.

All the water in the "fish tank" was drained, and the patient was temporarily able to breathe. But they weren't let out, they were still standing in the frame. At this time, all kinds of cries, curses, and cries for help came out of the patient's mouth. The whole valley was wailing.

"Plug their mouths first!" In the air, the golden man couldn't stand it.

The strong men below were quick with their hands and feet, and they were stuffed with rags one by one. Even Kevin, who didn't say a word, was stuffed. For a moment, the valley was quiet.

"Time is running out, let's report the results. The golden man shouted in the air.

"No deaths. "No deaths. "One death!" "No deaths...... The representatives of each team reported the number one by one. Kevin counted it this time, and there were 52 in the team, and 3 died in this experiment. Fortunately, many people died, but in the end, most of them were saved.

Kevin suddenly thought of a question, it stands to reason that people who are skilled in light spells should also be more adept at saving people. If a stronger mage had made a move, maybe none of these three would have died. And the person floating in the air should be the leader present, but just now so many people had an accident, but he was still floating in the sky and did not move.

Is he a puppet who has no ability and is being pushed out? Or is he arrogant and disdainful of making a move?

In the air, the golden man was still talking nonsense, as if trying to analyze the reason for the failure of the experiment. But it's all chicken soup for the soul, and there's no substance.

Kevin immediately decided to test it directly. Wake up the little tiger through the contract, one person and one pet work together, and directly perform the trance technique.

The distance between the two sides is very long, more than a hundred meters, and the effectiveness of a trance will be very low. But Kevin doesn't seek to hurt, only to tempt.

In the air, the golden man's saliva flew sideways, and suddenly a faint red light flashed not far away, and he only felt as if he had been pushed. Hurriedly turned his head to observe, but there was no trace, as if it was just an illusion.

"So I'll tell you...... The ......" The golden man didn't care, and continued to speak.

Kevin already sneered in his heart, this person's strength is nothing more than this, either he is a puppet pushed out, or he is a big liar. The ability to deal with illusions can also be seen how good he is. Kevin rises, and simply has another trance!

The golden man stopped again, looked around, and still couldn't find the problem. Only this time, he finally flew in this direction.

I don't know exactly what happened, but I still know the general direction. The golden man slowly floated down from the sky, examining the people here one by one. A group of strong men hurriedly bowed slightly, and even the director bowed his head slightly to show respect.

"Who of you guys just got me here?" the golden man asked.

"Huh?" the crowd looked up, blankly.

"Who's sorry for me?" the golden man focused his gaze on the director, and he glanced at the circle of people here, except for the strong man who was sick. It also seems that he can do illusions.

The director was puzzled: "What did you say?"

"Is that you?" the golden man asked.

"No, I don't know what you're talking about?"

Smack! The director was slapped in the face. The golden man angrily rebuked: "I don't want to talk nonsense with you! Today one of your patients also died, do you know why? That's all because of your stupidity and incompetence!"

The director kept his head down and did not speak.

Kevin took advantage of the close range to take a closer look at him. The whole body is golden, and it is a kind of golden metal sheet pasted on the clothes, which emits strong elemental fluctuations, and it should be high-end magic equipment. Judging from the action he just slapped the chief, it shouldn't be a fighter.

The golden man stopped talking nonsense, reprimanded twice, turned around and began to float up. The wind element gathers and is very regular, and when you look closely, you feel that his technique of floating up depends more on his equipment.

Trance again!

At this point, the distance is much closer, and the power has increased significantly. The golden man stumbled in the air and almost fell.

Kevin took it back immediately. The golden man turned around angrily, and saw the director standing there with an innocent face. "Fake!" the golden man scolded angrily, rushed down, and kicked the director to the ground with a flying kick.

Director: "......" He didn't dare to get up, so he was half-lying, looking at the golden man in horror.

"Hmph!" The golden man didn't dare to fly in the sky this time, and walked back with his legs. After taking three steps, he turned around and glared at the director again.

The director just wanted to get up, but he was glared at by him, and suddenly he shuddered, so he still lay down obediently and didn't dare to get up.

"Time is running out today, everyone has worked hard. Let's hurry back and get back. The golden man returned to the church, raised his hand and began to remove the church.

As he gave the order, the others began to load, and almost everyone hung their heads. For them, this time it was in vain again, and the experiment failed again. And the patients who escaped will either faint or be stupid. Kevin had to suspect that many of these patients should be curable, and may even be normal people in the first place. Otherwise, if people die every time, then where do they have so many patients?

There was a lot of traffic, and Kevin was put in the car again. Although it was revealed that the strength of the golden light man was average, it was difficult to keep the bodyguards behind the scenes. After all, such a large-scale experiment is impossible without any security work. Kevin has a clear understanding of his own strength, and knows that he can't have the ability to charge the army single-handedly, so he can only endure it for now.

But it won't be long, and Kevin already has a plan.

At half past four in the morning, the convoy finally returned to the shelter. It was ridiculous to say that this night, everyone didn't sleep all night, pulled the neurological patient into the valley to toss, and tossed one to death. The biggest gain is that the director has been slapped and kicked, think about it carefully, who is the neurotic.

"Hurry up and move things, and rest early when you're done. The director sighed, "I can sleep for an hour." ”

After the strong men finished moving, they put the sick back on the bed and unloaded the goods back to the warehouse. After finishing a busy day, they were already tired and sleepy, and waved goodbye to the director together.

The director himself was already exhausted, so he turned on his side, didn't wash anymore, and lay down on the bed directly. But just 10 minutes later, there was a knock on the door!

"Who!" the director said with a temper and an extremely unkind tone.

"Oh no, something happened, come and take a look. Someone said outside the door.

The director was startled, then sighed, and forced himself to get up and open the door. But as soon as the door opened, he saw that it was Kevin outside: "You ......"

Kevin raised his hand and pushed the director into the room, and he came in and locked the door with his backhand.

"What do you want to do?" the director nervous.

"There's something I'm looking for you, but before I look for you, I don't think you're going to have some beatings!" Kevin began, his face serious, not joking.

But the director laughed: "You think I really can't beat you?"

Kevin drew his fist and swung his fist at him. After two rounds, the director crouched in the corner with his head in his hands: "Okay, I really can't beat you." Ahh

"It's useless, your strong men are tired today, and it's useless for you to cut your throat. ”