In the heart of Xiuge, there are always some simple and simple concepts of good and evil, which may not be applicable to all scenarios and situations, but they can always provide a hint and guidance for his actions.

In a way, it might also be called the "bottom line".

Or rather, it's a not-so-clear "guideline".

It is clear that he is not a very ruthless person, and in some ways, he may even seem a little stubborn, and if he were to be placed in some works of the past world, there is even a high probability that he will be hung with a title similar to "Madonna".

It is precisely because of this that he has very mixed feelings about what will happen next.

With the help of the Roots of Destiny, Shug has just managed to conduct a thorough detection and inspection of all the soldiers.

Words can be faked, actions and demeanors can be disguised, but thoughts reflect everything truthfully.

As Xiuge sighed, he did not expect that among these soldiers who chose to obey the orders of the Black Sun Society, so many of them would really change their beliefs and devote themselves to the picture depicted by the Black Sun Society.

And the men he picked out and stayed outside the mines were not necessarily entirely antagonistic to the Black Sun Society, either opposing the current policies of the royal family of Saint-Steele or being loyal to their past gods...... In short, they are not willing to trust the Black Sun Society in their hearts, and they are resistant to those ancient beliefs.

However, although the judgment conditions given by Xiuge have been very lenient, the result is still cruel.

The powers of the ancient gods and the many strange methods and rituals mastered by the Black Sun Society are too dangerous for these ordinary people, and those strange powers are like pervasive flowing water, but if there is even the slightest hole in the mind and spirit of those affected, they will directly seize the opportunity to infiltrate endlessly, and eventually transform the affected people into their loyal followers.

Xiuge has obtained a lot of memories of the members of the Black Sun Society, but in these memories, he can't find a single case of joining the Black Sun Society and then voluntarily leaving, as if there are no so-called traitors within the Black Sun Society.

In a way, this is also a manifestation of the dominance of those ancient beliefs.

At this moment, an overseer who claimed to be the baron's trusted retinue approached, and he behaved extremely courteously, smiling and whispering, "Lord Baron, I see what you mean...... These people you have singled out are traitors who lack respect for our gods, right? ”

Seeing the baron looking at him with interest, the overseer became a little energetic, and his smile became even brighter: "I used to work in prison for a long time, and I was ...... I'm very experienced, and if you need it, I can totally help you dig some secrets out of these guys' mouths! If you're interested in that process, it's totally watchable as well, I promise it's going to be fun and not rude at all! ”

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Xiuge tugged at the corners of his mouth, and then he said, "There are a lot of them, and we don't have so many places to hold them...... Go, and call the others as well, for I have orders for you. ”

Hearing this, the overseer nodded hurriedly, and feeling that he had received the baron's approval, he turned his head and opened his mouth to greet his other companions.

He felt that it was more appropriate for him to interrogate the prisoners than to build fortifications in the camp.

Soon, the overseers scattered around gathered and stood in a heap behind the leader, and Xiug silently glanced at these guys, if the previous St. Steele soldiers and officers would still make him feel a little embarrassed, then these villains in front of him could not make him have any mood swings at all.

So in front of everyone's eyes, Xiuge raised his right hand, his palm grasped easily in the air, and then people saw a strange "crystallized gun" that shimmered with dark purple light in his hand.

This particular weapon was filled with a rich magical light, it was so peculiar that when it appeared in the light of those crystalline spotlights, the air around it seemed to be violently disturbed, which made it and the Baron Fiorlando who held it even more mysterious.

An even more violent reaction to this weapon was the Black Sun Ritual sculpture set up in the mine.

The huge sculpture coiled with countless black roots and vines "came to life" at this moment, and the huge black flowers that grew from these vines bloomed, and from the center of the petals that looked like the mouthparts of the creatures, there was a terrible alarm sound.

The overseers froze.

The soldiers who had gathered and collected their weapons were stunned.

The pursuers who had already rushed into the mine and began to chase the miners' footprints were also stunned, and the dark dogs associated with the Black Sun Secret Ritual were even more manic, and they began to cower in the mine and try to find another way out, and the dog trainers of the Black Sun Association were terrified, which was a manifestation of the extreme panic of the dark dogs.

At this moment, Shug, who was standing in the light with the face of Baron Fiorlando, raised the tooth of the hound, and a terrifying roar was already faintly heard from inside this strange weapon.

The court hound was already eager to take the shot, and it had long been extremely dissatisfied with the sculpture that exuded impure abyssal power.

The Black Sun Ritual was constantly screaming, but the area it could cover was quite limited, and the magic circuits that connected it to the other rituals had already been destroyed during the "routine prayer" that preceded Xiuge.

"It's noisy."

Hugg frowned, he cursed under his breath, and then pulled the trigger of the Hound Tooth under the horrified gaze of the overseers.

The magic was extracted from Shug's body, and then transformed from the tooth of the hound into a devastating impact, and a terrifying shadow tore through the night, creating a terrifying black path in the pillar of light of the crystallized spotlight, and the end of this path, the mysterious ritual sculpture that had previously awed every follower of the Black Sun Society, ushered in its own tragic end.

It was as if there was an invisible huge mouth in the void that opened and bit down hard, and in the blink of an eye, the continuous screaming sound was annihilated in the air, and the black roots and vines coiled around each other completely collapsed along with the profane sculptures that supported it, and the special force that was incomprehensible to ordinary people completely destroyed the secret ritual, and no debris fell, and no residue remained.

After completing this, Shuge shook his palm slightly, withdrew the terrible weapon, and then nodded to the "guards" who were standing quietly: "Do it." ”

With this order, the spies and spies disguised as guards, bodyguards, and retinues finally revealed their true dangers.

In any country or organization, they can definitely be regarded as the top elites, with rich practical skills, diverse and lethal weapons, and their magical strength above the level of a stream-level mage...... When such a group of people gather together, the lethality that can be created is naturally extremely amazing.

Although the weapons on the overseers had not been confiscated, they had no ability to deal with such an attack.

Their actions were so neat that every spy and agent involved in the killing pulled out their new guns at the same time as they heard the order, and in the trolpool of these weapons, they had already prepared their own magic bullets, and after a series of shots at the unprepared overseers and the individual soldiers who remained outside, all kinds of lethal magic were mercilessly crushed.

Shug turned, avoiding the brutality of the massacre.

Then, he paused his staff vigorously, a transparent barrier of magic forming out of thin air, separating himself from the soldiers who were standing together before they could figure out what was going on.

He beckoned to the young officer who seemed to understand something, and when the other party came to him, Xiuge said in an unusually smooth tone: "From now on, you will be responsible for managing these people, they are all your soldiers, and there will be no weapons for the time being, and when we solve the hidden dangers here, we will naturally explain the situation to you." ”

The officer nodded, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "You...... Are you really a Baron of Fiorlando? ”

"Is this important?"

Xiuge glanced at the officer twice, and then smiled: "Maybe we will have a chance to get acquainted with each other later, but only if we have to deal with the matter in front of us." ”

"Yes, sir...... No, sir. ”

The officer's reaction was swift, and he gave a military salute to the baron in front of him, and at the same time changed his name.

But then, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Then sir, what about those who enter the mine?" And those miners......"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

The baron replied casually, waving his hand: "Go, carry out the orders I have given you, this is what you should do as a soldier of St. Steele." ”

……

At this time, the inside of the mine is a different scene.

When the pursuers who were ordered to chase into the mine realized that things had changed, a strange phenomenon had spread deep into the mines.

First they heard the sound of the ropes, and then they heard the loud barking of the Dark Dogs.

Under the illumination of the crystalline lamps in the mine, people saw that countless black mist that they were very familiar with were emerging from the large and small cracks and mineral gaps in the mine, at first, some people thought that this was the magic summoned by the Baron Fiorlando to support themselves and others, but when they saw the two dark dogs and their dog trainers engulfed by these black fogs, everyone dispelled the original idea.

They tried to go back the way they came, but soon they found that almost all the passages were filled with black mist, these gloomy colors seemed to have substance, and one soldier moved a little slower, so his right leg disappeared out of thin air, and the fracture was filled with an unsettling dark green color, and it seemed that some terrible poison seemed to engulf his entire calf in an instant!

Frightened, the soldiers naturally began to fight back, and then they realized that the pitch-black colors were not fog at all, but groups of rats that were gathered together and were somewhere between physical and unreal.

"Rats? How could it be a mouse? How can there be so many rats? ”

The minds of these officers and soldiers were filled with a great deal of questions, but as followers of the Black Sun Society, their horizons were broader than those of ordinary soldiers, so it soon became clear that one of the magical rituals that Baron Fiorlando had performed before—weren't the swarms of rats that had gathered together to form a deadly fog the product of the ritual he had summoned?

However, it is only now that I realize that something is wrong, apparently a little late.

In other environments, with the number of these soldiers and the various equipment they carried with them, they would have been able to hold out for a while, if not if they could not successfully break through from the rats, but even earlier, the magical rats controlled by the will of the Ernst family had infiltrated the intricate caverns, and now it was time for them to do their job.

After successfully cutting off the soldiers' retreat and Mine 6, which led to the miners' escape route, an unspeakable and extremely merciless slaughter began.

As the executors of this operation, the souls who had been tortured for more than a hundred years under the control of the Black Sun Formation Ritual finally got a chance to vent their suppressed emotions, and the endless swarms of magic rats rolled in with a poisonous mist that could erode flesh and cut off their breath in an instant, and they rushed through one gap after another in the form of a network of fire formed by crystalline bullets and alchemy bombs, and rushed forward from all angles that could launch an attack.

At this time, the miners had fled into the abandoned pit hidden in the No. 6 mine, but behind them, there were constantly miserable, painful cries and curses, which made them shudder, and they did not dare to stay in the passage at all, so they could only continue to grope forward......

After about twenty minutes, the mine was calm again, and the fleeing miners, unable to comprehend what was happening behind them, gritted their teeth and rushed forward, led by the workers who had explored the tunnel, towards the only exit ahead.

(End of chapter)