It has been proven countless times that well-intentioned persuasion is not always effective.

Especially when the subject is not normal in the first place, the act of persuasion itself seems even more meaningless.

The members of the Tricolor Brotherhood did not belong to the category of "normal people" before the disaster, especially the core members of it, their origins and past were not very pure, although among these people there are some "thieves" praised by the poor at the bottom, but in the final analysis, most of these people do something outside the laws and rules, and in the process, offenses to the safety of other people's lives occur from time to time.

And now the chaos in the city of Salem has unleashed the nature and instinct of these tomb robbers, thieves, robbers and assassins in the most complete way.

Judging by the weapons they've tracked, set up ambushes, and carried with them, it's likely that these guys have tried to ambush the caster more than once.

These guys even carried a relatively inferior secret ritual, although the secret ritual was rudimentary, but it was able to hide the aura on their bodies to a certain extent, and even Xiuge was almost unaware of their existence, but Xiuge's detection method was not only magic perception, and those scattered magic rat swarms almost monitored the entire area around him.

The tricolor ambushers probably wouldn't have known that while they were preparing for an ambush in the store, a few rats had been staring behind their butts for a long time.

In their eyes, the power of the magic was amazing, but the identity of the caster was obviously not enough to deterrent it, so when Xiuge's threatening voice came, they immediately raised the crystallized gun and pulled the trigger in the direction of Xiuge.

"Boom!"

Keeping a close eye on the ambushers' movements, Shug had already poked his metal cane into the ground the moment they made a shooting motion, and with a crisp sound, the stream-level "magic arrow refraction" was instantly constructed.

This is a magic that Xiuge focuses on practicing before going to the battlefield, and its prototype is actually a general protective magic that was studied by the mages of Merlin Lehe, and under the adjustment and improvement of the pragmatist Waterl, this magic has become more suitable for complex battlefield environments, and can be very effective in protecting the crystalline bullets that pose a deadly threat to the caster, and at close range, the magic power of the magic ritual itself is even enough to deflect, or even reverse the magic bullets that come from it.

The magic that the Council had developed for the war never failed Shogue.

This time is no exception.

The crystallized bullets that flew out of the dark shop pierced through the swirling flames, but at the moment when they were about to hit Xiuge's body, they were successfully disrupted and deflected by the constant ritual, some of which burst on the spot due to the chaotic chaos of the magic inside them, and the rest flew out in other directions, hitting the walls of the streets and other buildings.

After two rounds of continuous shooting, an alchemy bomb suddenly threw out of the oblique thorn, it exploded in mid-air, but it formed a large cloud of thick magical smoke, and in the next moment, several extremely fierce and experienced killers rushed over decisively stepping on the smoke, all of them holding blades made of smothering silver in their hands, and the one in front even held a silver shield of smothering silver.

Their choice surprised Suge.

These people are obviously very familiar with magic and spellcasters, and although they have revealed their identity as mages above the stream, they still have no way to deter them, and they even overcome the fear and panic of facing magic in a very short time, and boldly start their own hunting operation.

Feeling the dense footsteps in the smoke, Xiuge inexplicably sighed.

The last time he faced an attack by members of the Tricolor, he had only just mastered his magic, and by that time, the Ernst Mansion had not even been burned......

"This time and that time......

He sighed softly.

The enemies in front of him were clearly mistargeted, and this kind of surprise attack, which would most likely be effective for the average spellcaster, was destined to be a failure for him

Produce any effect.

In fact, in the entire Van En today, except for the sword-wielding hermit, Xiuge can already be regarded as the type of mage with the highest frequency of hand-to-hand combat.

With a snap of his fingers, the fluctuations of the air flow erupted from the magic pattern on Xiuge's fingertips, and with the support of sufficient magical power, this small trick that could only create a gentle breeze now expanded into a ferocious whirlwind, so that the magical smoke that enveloped Xiuge was immediately blown away, and all enemies who tried to charge at Xiuge were exposed at this moment.

Facing the guy who rushed to the front, trying to use the silver shield to attract firepower for his companions, Xiuge raised his hand as a "brain spike".

This kind of universal magic, which is enough to have an impact on the caster's spirit, has an even more obvious effect on ordinary people, and the strong man with the strong body and shield in his hand dropped the silver shield in his hand the moment he was hit by the invisible magic, and fell to the ground with his head in his hands.

In the next moment, the construction of the extremely standard "Limb Destruction Technique" was completed, and translucent arms appeared from the side of the strong man, and they picked up the strong man in front of everyone, and then these arms grabbed the strong man's limbs and twisted them in different directions.

In a series of crisp sounds, his strong limbs were twisted off on the spot, and the incapacitated human body was casually abandoned to the ground, allowing him to writhe and wail on the ground.

At this time, a thug holding a short-barreled crystal gun and a demon-strangling silver sword had also come to Xiuge's flank, and he pulled the trigger hard towards Xiuge, and without looking at whether the bullet hit or not, he raised his sword and stabbed it hard.

In the face of this attack, Xiug did not use any of the abilities from the dream shelter, and he did not even continue to construct the protective ritual, but took a step back with the instinct that had been transformed from memory, avoiding the stabbing blade. Z.br>

At the same time, Xiuge's mage hand with a thick poison suddenly appeared, and it was directly stopped in front of the other person, and without waiting for the other party's reaction, the dark green magic palm quickly probed and pressed directly on the other party's face, directly exerting the terrifying corrosive power.

As soon as he turned his wrist, the cold black sun scepter immediately turned into a blunt weapon in his hand, and the sharp sword was picked open by him on the spot, and then the metal cane swung with his body, hitting the bridge of the nose of the villain holding the sword, and Xiuge could even hear the sound of the opponent's nose bone shattering in this blow.

This dull and realistic hitting feedback made Xiuge's mood happy.

"That's pretty much enough."

Xiuge silently calculated in his mind, and then he shook the cold cane stained with a little blood vigorously, and a series of magic patterns immediately took shape, so that two more limb destruction techniques that seemed extremely cruel to others had an effect.

In the blink of an eye, there were two more terrible human figures on the ground with twisted limbs and wailing.

Inside the shop, two members of the Tricolor Brotherhood tried to shoot, but this time, Shug showed no mercy to their men, and in the slowly drifting magical smoke, two long whips of flames rolled out like poisonous snakes, and wrapped them around their bodies and necks with precision.

So all the people who were still alive witnessed an extremely terrible torture.

And Xiuge, who used the magic flame to decide the life and death of the two people in an instant, seemed extremely calm at this time.

As a person who has already gone through a round on the battlefield and has erased many fresh lives with his own hands, he can already face everything in front of him with the most indifferent attitude.

Soon, all the tricolor brothers who had tried to ambush Shug gave up their resistance in the face of the threat of death, and they came to the street trembling, threw down all their weapons as Shug asked, and honestly stood in a row.

The member of the Brotherhood who was responsible for carrying the ritual was obviously not honest, and he hid the ritual in his clothes, as if hoping to avoid Schug's screening, but Siug had already located the creature through his own group of magic rats.

The mage's hand immediately flew over, and in this way, he directly lifted his coat and forcibly removed the secret rituals that these Brotherhood members used to conceal their aura and existence.

In the midst of the continuous wails and moans, Xiuge took the secret instrument that had been cast into the shape of a pocket watch from the mage's hand and brought it to him, and then he found that this thing was actually very rough, although it could indeed play a role in masking the perception of magic, but in fact, it was just a manufacturer who used a more ingenious technique to disassemble the parts of an alchemical instrument and fix it in this pocket watch with a few magic crystals.

In other words, it's not a secret ritual at all.

At most, it is just an alchemy part that can barely isolate magic under the supply of mana, which is common in those sophisticated alchemy utensils, and is generally used to protect some of the more fragile alchemy materials from being contaminated by other magical powers.

Having gained insight into the essence of the pocket watch, Hug lifted it up and shook it gently in front of the fraternists, "Where did it come from?"

「……」

In response to Xiuge's question, the rest of the people all looked like "Don't ask me, I don't know", but then they all turned their eyes to the man who attacked Xiuge with the Demon Strangling Silver Sword, he was still lying on the ground, the pain of his limbs being broken alive was tormenting his nerves, and his cries were already weak.

Seeing this, Xiuge snapped his fingers and cast the "Limb Healing Technique" corresponding to the "Limb Destruction Technique", and the green healing light immediately enveloped the man, and a moment later, in a series of tooth-aching crunching sounds, the man's twisted limbs were restored to their original shape.

Without waiting for Xiuge to ask another question, the man, who had been tortured to death, answered Xiuge's question at the top of his voice.

"Bought it! We bought it!"

The man's voice was completely distorted from the blunt blows and the intense pain, and with the very thick accent of the area around the city of Selen, Xiuge almost couldn't understand his words.

However, such an answer was not satisfactory, and after hearing his words, Shuge slowly walked in front of the man, he raised the blood-stained metal cane, pointed directly at the face of the man who had not yet risen, and said slowly, "What do you mean...... Members of the Tricolor Brotherhood, in what is now the city of Seren, spend money on things?"

As if to make the other party hear what he was saying, Xiuge deliberately slowed down the speed of speech, but every word that came out of his mouth was like a stone brick thrown at the other person's head.

And as he asked, the horrible metal cane still dangled in front of his face, its sharp spike-like end brushing over the man's face, eyes, and the broken, distorted bridge of his nose as he moved with the movement of Xiuge.

"No...... It doesn't cost anything! It's an exchange, it's an exchange!"

Under that invisible sense of oppression, the man could barely control his bladder, and while dodging the cane that could pierce his eye socket at any moment, he hissed and replied, "That's the owner of an alchemy shop, a big ogre! He has a big appetite and a lot to eat, and we got this for two boxes of canned food!"

"A gold shop? Ogre?"

The moment he heard these words, Xiuge's expression became complicated.

There are quite a few alchemy shops in Salem City, but if there is one shop owner who can conjure up the word "ogre", then it is probably the "alchemy thief" that Sally introduced to herself before.

Suddenly, he heard the name of an acquaintance who had crossed paths, and Xiuge's eyebrows couldn't help but rise: "You're talking about Boss Gerald?"

"Yes...... That's him!"

The man hurriedly answered, he was so excited that he accidentally spit out a mouthful of blood, which was very disgusting.

Shug hurriedly moved his cane away a little, and then he asked, "Okay, where is this Boss Gerald now?" He couldn't be still in his shop

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"He...... He's taken over to General Boots, and he's helping Iris Street and the soldiers...... He has a backer, and it's not so easy for ordinary people to find him."

Seeing that Xiuge's attitude seemed to have softened, a quick-witted member of the Brotherhood immediately rushed to reply, "Moreover, General Butz led people to sweep away almost all the stocks in the alchemy shops in this city, and now Iris Street can be said to have everything!"

"Oh? Everything? Sounds good."

Hearing this, Xiuge grinned, revealing Sensen's white teeth.