The two sides are facing each other, one is Kevin plus his pet tiger, and the other is a former mercenary captain plus his two younger brothers. On the path, the surrounding area is extremely desolate, there are some ruins and broken tiles, and there are no parrots patrolling the sky, and it is estimated that even if he dies here, it will take two days to be found.

Of course, neither side plans to kill someone, after all, it is still more troublesome to really kill someone. Even if a neurological patient does not commit a crime by committing homicide, or if he can pretend to commit suicide as a neurological patient, it is also common sense that he can not kill people or try not to kill people as much as possible.

The wind blade shot fiercely, and the mercenary captain had already taken the lead. As the former leader of the great mercenary group, he is definitely rich in actual combat experience, and his own strength is definitely not bad, otherwise his subordinates will not obey you.

When the mercenary group was still around, each large group had its own mercenary group culture. The high-level members of the regiment often conduct activities with the grassroots mercenaries to guide their studies. The mercenaries basically don't have much culture, and they almost only recognize their strength, no matter how high their wisdom is, no matter how great their contributions, they can generally only be the deputy head of the regiment. And the regimental commander must be the strongest in the whole regiment, both the actual leader and the spiritual leader.

Now that the regiment commander is really moving, Kevin doesn't dare to underestimate it, and he bursts out and takes a defensive position. Although the Wind Blade Technique is a low-level spell with less power, it is superior to the fact that it is extremely fast, almost impossible to interrupt, and consumes very little. No one will throw an ultimate at the beginning of the game, unless they are protected by a qualified teammate.

So on the other hand, the two younger brothers around the head of the regiment are not qualified at the moment. The head of the regiment himself can't trust them, so he'd rather make a series of small moves to contain Kevin. It is also very reasonable to say, the people sent to take turns to squat near the teleportation array make no sense that they will be high-level people in the regiment, and they are usually grassroots mercenaries.

In this way, Kevin's heart was at ease. Spotting the gap in the Wind Blade, he returned a magic missile. However, the other party didn't care, he just raised his hand to knock it out, and the power of the farmer's old fist was not worth mentioning.

The Wind Blade technique was further strengthened, and the number began to increase. Kevin blocked again and again, and he knew it very well. The continuous use of wind spells will naturally lead to the continuous accumulation of this wind element, even if it is a low-level spell like the Wind Blade Technique, as long as it is used properly, it can also achieve the effect of the formation.

The continuous accumulation of wind elements further increases the power and number of wind blades, and the improvement of wind blades further intensifies the gathering of wind elements, which complement each other to achieve a very considerable situation. The large gathering of the wind element will not only increase the power of the wind blade, but also greatly increase the power of his other spells, so Kevin will become more and more disadvantaged.

The magic shield appeared on the bottom of his feet, and Kevin jumped three or five meters to the left. The wind blade followed, and Kevin raised his hand to shatter it with a fighting spirit, and landed on the eaves of the roadside with his own smell. The houses here are in disrepair and have long been uninhabited, so it doesn't matter if they are damaged.

The regimental commander paused for a moment and glanced at the tiger over there. The tiger is still selling cuteness. Glancing at Kevin on the roof again, his brow furrowed as if he was thinking of some countermeasure.

Kevin was not idle, the magic shield under his feet condensed, and he began to jump left and right, walking in all directions. The regiment leader's wind blades were all easily dodged by him, and even if it was not easy to dodge, he could easily block them. And the large amount of wind elements that had just been hoarded had become a large amount of dilution due to the scattering of attack range at this time.

"Commander!" a younger brother took out something from his pocket, "Here!"

Kevin looked at it intently, but saw that it was a deck of playing cards, and he couldn't help but secretly say that it was not good. If the Wind Blade has the right carrier, its power will be greatly enhanced. It's just that many mages don't know this kind of technique, and it's an unpopular skill. If the technique is not enough, its hit rate will be extremely poor.

But now the younger brother dares to hand over the cards to the head of the group, and it is obvious that the head of the group is a person who is proficient in this way. If that's the case...... Kevin couldn't help but distance himself further. It's a bit silly to distance yourself from the mage, but it's safer for now.

However, the head of the regiment did not fly immediately, seeing that Kevin was distancing, he began to condense the wind element, trying to take the opportunity to cast a bigger spell.

However, Kevin raised his hand and fired three magic missiles over, seemingly flying through the air with an understatement, but breaking the collection point of the wind elemental. The regiment leader's face changed, and in the end nothing was released.

"Commander, are you ......" The little brother looked dazed, they didn't know what was going on at the level of knowledge?

The two sides were quiet for a while, and each was seriously calculating. Kevin was thinking: the opponent's ability to fly cards is unknown, and even if he doesn't die, he will inevitably lose an arm or leg. It seems that there is no need to desperately go to this point. As for the long-range attack methods, he only has magic missiles, fighting spirit slashes and throwing stones, and illusions are almost ineffective against him, so it is better not to send them.

Competing with him for long-range attacks, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win. But it is not easy for the other party to win, and the other party has already been beaten with a blue nose and swollen eyes, and he has been stabbed in the chest, so he is undoubtedly tired in terms of state. And, thinking back to Fran's roar, he woke up before him. His spiritual power should be above him, but unfortunately he can't use the elements.

However, at present, he only needs to compete with him, and the odds of winning are still greater. The two younger brothers around him basically ignored it.

And the head of the regiment was thinking at this time: the reason why Kevin distanced himself was undoubtedly afraid of his flying card ability. Then as long as he has a card in hand, he will not come close. I was injured in the chest, and it would be too much of a loss if I played sports warfare with him.

At this distance, no one can help anyone. And the ultimate will be easily broken by Kevin, the information says that Kevin is very good at breaking spells, and it really deserves his reputation. Fortunately, that tiger really only sells cuteness, otherwise it would be really difficult to fight. In the current situation, it is necessary to release the ultimate, otherwise you will be dragged to death. If that's the case......

The regimental leader suddenly turned around and turned his back to Kevin!

Kevin was shocked, his position changed, and the elemental collection points were all behind him and his little brother, and he actually used this method to put the spell in a position that could not be cracked!

At this time, he was close, not to mention that he didn't have time, just looking at the cards in his left hand, he had already reserved a hand. Wind mages can know the changes behind them just by feeling the air currents without using their eyes. The other party deliberately turned his back to Kevin, and it is difficult to say whether it was a trap or not. But if you don't get close, the opponent's ultimate move will be deflated!

In desperation, Kevin could only smash his back with a magic missile. The head of the regiment protected the back of his head with one hand, pinched the cards with one hand, and began to gather elements with a magic missile on his back.

The two younger brothers couldn't understand this scene, and couldn't help shouting: "Commander, what are you doing, Commander!"

The regiment commander scolded angrily in his heart, such a high-end tactic, you can't understand it, what an idiot!

Spell complete!Wind Whip!Kevin!You're done......

Bang! The regimental leader's ankle was suddenly struck hard, which was far more powerful than the farmer's old fist, and there was clearly a sharp feeling of a hard object. This is...... Stone!

The head of the regiment secretly said that he was careless, he had overtaken the Douqi Slash, because the qi wave of the Douqi Slash was completely different from the magic missile, and it was easy to distinguish it as a wind-based spell. But the shape of the stone and the magic missile are too similar, Kevin is so insidious, he paralyzed me with the magic missile, but it was replaced by a stone at the critical moment!

Kevin wasn't idle, the rocks were smashing wildly. The two junior brothers finally played a role, and at this time they all blocked behind the regiment leader: "Regiment leader, what are you doing?"

The head of the regiment finally struggled to get up, and the wind whip in his hand was still there: "Get out of the way!" waved his hand and whipped it straight over, the air whip slashed straight for dozens of meters, the sound was crisp and audible, and a deep whip mark on the ground stirred up dust.

However, Kevin had already run away, and at this time he could still see his back running away. The regiment commander looked at his crippled leg, and it was impossible to chase him.

"Commander, how are you?" the younger brother stepped forward to help.

The regiment commander sighed lightly, now his face hurts, his chest hurts, his ankles hurt, and his back hurts. I was hammered so much by the farmer's old fist, and I didn't care much when I was fighting, but now I relax and all kinds of pain.

"Captain, Kevin is back!" the younger brother pointed to the front in horror.

The head of the regiment couldn't help but shudder, he was really at the end of the crossbow at this time, the whip of the wind in his hand had just dispersed, Kevin came back at the right time, and his understanding of spells could really be said to be exactly the same. Do you want to fight him again?

The two younger brothers loyally stood in front of the regimental commander: "What do you want to do? We won't let you take the regimental commander away today no matter what!"

Kevin trotted all the way over, stopped at a distance of ten meters from them, and smiled: "Today I must take your regiment leader, and if possible, take the two of you together." ”

"Don't embarrass them," the regimental commander still stood up, "I can't beat you today, I have nothing to say." I can go with you. ”

"Okay, worthy of being the head of the regiment," Kevin gave him a thumbs up, "To be honest, with your strength, if you are in good shape, I may not be able to win." ”

"Hmph. The head of the regiment just snorted coldly.

Kevin walked to the tiger cub and touched its head: "See? This is fighting, understand? In the future, remember not to be cute when fighting, at least do some fierce actions to scare them." ”

"Woo!" the little tiger snapped.

Three regiment leaders: "......"

"According to the information, this tiger can't fight, I didn't expect it to be true?"

"Only people from the school will leak this information, right?" Kevin asked back, "Who is it?"

The head of the regiment spread his hands: "I don't know." ”

The little brother on the side stood up: "Our regiment leader is iron-clad, could it be that you will betray your friends with a few words?"

Kevin nodded: "Your head is indeed a tough guy, but if you continue like this, you will definitely die a miserable death." ”

The head of the regiment smiled contemptuously, and Kevin added, "It's not that I'm going to kill you, understand?"

Time turned, and it wasn't until late at night that Kevin finally brought the regimental leader back to the shelter in the capital. The shelter was so troubled by Kevin, and major websites have reported that countless neurological patients have escaped, and this time even the sheriff has not been able to stop it, and the walls have been damaged, causing major adverse effects, and it has been more than once.

Although the patients were eventually recaptured, the impact was devastating. Many family members of patients no longer trust the shelter and have begun to prepare for the transfer process, and today half of the first batch has left, and the rest seem to be ready to leave in a few days.

The director of the shelter is likely to be removed from his post directly, and at the moment it is only a matter of discussing who will replace him, and he will prepare some final handover work in the next few days, and then he can go home to retire. All the strong men in the institute were naturally taken back.

Kevin knocked on the door of the director's room, and saw the director sitting there drinking alone, and when he saw Kevin coming in, he only glanced at it.

"What's going on?" asked Kevin.

"You don't have to look for me anymore," the director looked confused, "I'm going to leave soon, and I'll only stay for two or three days." You'd better hit someone else. ”

"Why did they remove you?" asked Kevin.

"That can't be helped," the director smiled wryly, "You did everything, but they can't remove you." ”

"Don't you dare to threaten them?" Kevin suggested, "for example, if you remove me, then I'll go to other shelters and yell 'drown,' and I don't think they'll be afraid." ”

The director was startled, and half sobered up: "I may be treated as a second kill." ”

"Okay, then we're not going to make verbal threats, just take action," Kevin began, "and let them guess who shouted 'Drown.'" ”

The director was silent for a moment, took a sip of wine, and slapped the table: "Okay!