The rainbow light shone brightly occupied everyone's sight, and he briefly fell into a state of blindness and defenselessness.

Not only the sound of magic items and weapons falling, but also the impact of several butts falling to the ground.

Just one slash can render dozens of people incapacitated.

"Grossar, come here."

At the end of Grossar's offensive, Special Envoy Discent summoned him to his side.

"Yes."

Pull the broadsword back into its scabbard at your waist.

Run back to Discente with small steps.

"Leave the rest of the enemies to Dimo."

"Dimo...... Aren't you afraid to start too hard? ”

"Don't worry, the little ones won't use magic to sweep enemies."

But the offensive is not over.

The dragon's body was so big that it almost broke through the entire cave, and the behemoth moved its body—

In order to adjust the position.

Then, the blue scales of the ocean all over his body turned into thorns and shot out towards the group of Magisters blocking in front of him.

The enemy fled in all directions in a panic.

The rate of fire of the stinger is not very fast, and it is easy to escape.

These stingers have no element attached to them, are not life-threatening, and are mostly used as a means of intimidation.

These stabs are the size of an adult's body, and if they are hit, the damage should not be underestimated.

The badly wounded magus were completely helpless against the dragon in front of them, not only could no magic deal damage, but even dodging the fierce stabbing was very difficult.

Of course, this is not surprising, the dragon and the human are not a rival combination in themselves.

Dimo didn't need to be at full strength.

In the complete dragon clan, Di Mo is not the best existence, in terms of strength, at most he is only the identity of a guard, and in terms of status or experience, he should not be able to beat most of the dragon soldiers.

However, because of this, if you want to save the enemy's life, perhaps summoning Dimo is the most correct choice.

Considering the overwhelming superiority of the battle, Dimo said to Grossar and Discente:

"The road ahead has been opened for the two adults, please be careful of the next crisis."

"Then please! Dimo. ”

Discent reassured.

The two of them walked straight towards the empty passage. The magisters who had fallen to the ground were so sore that they didn't even have the strength to stand up, and they could only watch as their figures disappeared into the depths of the cavern.

The fork in the road to the east and west is not far away.

Coincidentally, there is such a fork in the road in both passages.

will meet again.

In one of the cave's secret chambers, several large prisons were built, each in a row close to each other—a fragile wooden door, nearly seven meters high and four meters wide.

Hundreds of monsters were locked up in the fragile wooden cell door, and the strong smell of beasts and corpses emanated from the prison, bursting out through the cracks in the cell doors, and filling the secret chamber in a big way.

The races of the monsters are not the same—demonized wolves, skeleton elephants, red ghost tigers, ...... and so on, and there are even monsters floating in the sky - skeleton butterflies, corrosive eagles, and irrigated sparrows...... wait

These monsters, which used to live in different environments, are now all locked up together due to some factors.

It's all low-level monsters, fierce and wild, and it's definitely not something that ordinary humans can approach. Such a large number that even seasoned magisters would not want to get close to it.

But they are surprisingly well-behaved.

There was no noisy growl.

Didn't go crazy and broke through the fragile wooden door.

and do not kill each other.

He was obedient like a pet, willing to eat the few carrion scraps left on the ground.

Those carrion were not the corpses of monsters, they were all the remains of ordinary small animals.

It can be seen that someone deliberately fed these monsters.

- This is not a prison at all, but a cage dedicated to keeping monsters.

And as the owner of the care, and also the person in charge of the management of this cell, the man who pretends to be Behemo.

Quietly sat on a simple chair made of stalactites, comfortably crossed Erlang's legs, and read the book quietly.

It is completely different from the temperament of the original rough peasant, and it is more of a knowledgeable reader.

This is the deepest part of the underground cavern and the most vicious place in the entire cavern.

However, it is because of the presence of men that this place is safe.

The monster's obedience is related to the man who is reading a book.

The door to the monster was beside him, and the distance between him and the monster was only a hand's hand.

It looked dangerous, but he wasn't worried, not even looking at it.

The secret room was dim, and he raised his right hand slightly, and a trace amount of fire elements were condensed in his palm, which was used as a light source for reading.

Different from the dress in the village, he wears a purple and gold dragon robe that imitates Ainke, and wears a sleek bald head and a fur hat to keep out the cold.

Because this cave is very cold, and due to the climate and night, the temperature is really not very high.

With a "swish", the man turned the page softly, quite focused on the content of the book.

Everything looks so laid-back.

Suddenly, out of the corner of the man's eye, he caught a glimpse of something soft falling down.

"Huh?"

Because of the darkness in the room, the man didn't see clearly at first.

The unidentified object was on top of the book, rather floating in the gap between the book.

"What is this?"

The man stretched out his right hand that condensed the flames and looked at it suspiciously.

It was a pitch-black feather.

"The color and appearance of this wing...... Is it a crow? ”

Wrong.

Why is there crow feathers?

Looking at the closed door in front of you, the only way to enter and exit the room, you can be sure that this is a secret room.

The man shuddered.

It wasn't because of the low temperature in the room, he knew very well that there wasn't half a crow in his domesticated monster group.

So where did this wing come from?

Before the doubts in my heart were resolved, there was a sudden uncoordinated noise outside the stone gate.

The sound of "bumper bumper" sounded from outside the back room, sounding like the sound of falling to the ground.

It's not very loud, but it shouldn't be in such a secluded cavern.

Outside this secret room are several magisters who serve as patrolling guards.

Now that you can think of the source of this sound, could it be that the Magister outside has been attacked?

From earlier information, it became clear to the man that an enemy was breaking into his camp.

Unexpectedly, I didn't expect to come here so soon.

"Go out and see...... Right? ”

There was some vigilance in his heart, and the man's mouth was unconsciously muttering.

The noise shifted the man's mind to the outside.

He closed the book in his hand and stood up vigilantly, tiptoeing alarmistly close to the closed stone door, ready to see what was going on.

But the man didn't notice it.

- The crow's feather that had just fallen from the pages of the book was gone.

The heavy and tall stone door was slowly pushed open by the man, and the light from outside gradually penetrated through the crack in the door into the dim room.

A few pieces of rubble and dust flew in from outside the door, scattered scattered all over the place.

The sight that gradually became clear before him made the man's eyes widen. The surprised eyes were unobstructed.

Not a trace of blood, not a trace of a fight, not even a trace of restlessness—

Outside, the ground was filled with unconscious Magisters, all of them his own men.

There were no scars on everyone's body.

No.

It should be said that they were all asleep, as if they were unaware of it.

Some surprised, some frightened, some wary.

The man stepped out of the dimly lit chamber in disbelief, and the alert figure stepped into the light outside.

Guarded eyes began to look around.

Until an unfamiliar greeting came from the side, the man was frightened and stopped looking around.

"First time meeting - are you the person I'm looking for? Mr. Bessemore. ”

"What?"

The man suddenly looked at the source of the pronunciation—

It was a noble boy with strange body proportions, and his posture was beyond the abnormally charming.

The eyes of the two were just on each other, and the guarded pupils were so attracted by the strange eyes.

What a strange feeling......

It's just such an ordinary eye color, but it makes people have a kind of attraction that is intoxicated in the eyes.

In addition, this noble son's dress is also quite exquisite.

A pitch-black suit didn't match the soft voice, and his long flowing hair wore a dark blue high hat, and a warm down scarf draped over his shoulders, and the strange white powder made people shudder.

But the man felt the most threatened-

The mark of the "clown" on his forehead, the chilling smile is even more unforgettable fear.

Without waiting for the man to speak, the noble son spoke first.

"My name is Curt, and I have been ordered by the Supreme Master Fortes to come in search of a man named 'Behemo'."

The word "Fortes" worked in a sluggish brain circuit, and finally stopped at the figure of a handsome man.

"Are you...... Mr. Fortes' ...... Underling? ”

"Judging from your tone, it looks like you're the one I'm looking for."

"Looking for me? Was it to avenge Mr. Forts? ”

"Huh? Is there some misunderstanding? ”

"Because I manipulated a lot of monsters to kill Mr. Fortes."

"Oh, you're misunderstood."

A mocking laugh erupted from Kurt's gaping mouth.

It was just laughter, but it made the man feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

I laughed for about ten seconds.

Kurt finally stopped smiling and turned to a serious expression.

"Master Forts isn't dead."

"Huh! Don't kid me, no human can defeat a large number of monsters without any defense. ”

"I'm not kidding."

Kurt said seriously.

The man stopped taunting and looked incredulous.

He's not stupid.

The look and tone of voice proved that Kurt was not lying.

Forts is indeed alive.

"At the moment, the Lord and my soldiers are splitting up and going to find another woman. It should be your accomplice, right? ”

"You ...... Have you explored the terrain beforehand? ”

"Hahahaha! Your instincts are very sharp. ”

Unbelievable.

Who is the other party sacred?

"It's just the first time we've met, but there's one thing I want you to remember."

Kurt politely requested.

"How?"

"Please note that you address Lord Fortes, 'Sir' and not 'Sir'—a very disrespectful nickname for us!"

"Why? I'm not a subordinate of Mr. Fortes, and I have nothing to do with you, so I don't need to obey you, do I? ”

"Oh!?"

This rhetorical question made Kurt stunned in place.

A look of sudden realization.

"Indeed—indeed! I'm sorry, but it seems like I'm in a bit of a hurry. ”

The man calmly read the apology.

Jump the gun?

Wish I could call Fords "grown-up"?

Does the other party want to subdue us?

He was well aware of the impure motives implied in the apology.

Despite being wary of Kurt, his thoughts were still clear.

That's what men are good at.

"You don't seem to be going to kill me, are you?"

"Oh!? What an interesting insight, how can you see it? ”

"Since you want me to call Mr. Fortis 'sir,' and realize that you have acted too hastily—doesn't that prove that you want me to submit to Fords?"

"Eun-en-hahahaha! That's great! Very clever reasoning! In terms of threshold, it is qualified. ”

The effeminate Kurt laughed out loud in satisfaction.

The laughter echoed through the vast cavern, empty but terrifying, with a demonic smile.

Kurt was very pleased with the man's performance.

I couldn't help but shudder after watching it for a long time - I couldn't say that it was disgusting, but it was a little disgusting.

However, the other party didn't seem to plan to fight against him, but he didn't even have a decent weapon or magic array.

It seems that the other party really wants to chat with him?

No!

Still can't let up.

Since the other party has not yet shown obvious hostility, why not take this opportunity to ask clearly, and then knock them down after collecting information?

The man thought.

"That...... Let me make sure, your name is Kurt, right? ”

"Exactly, you seem to have a lot of questions for me?"

"Sort of, let me ask first - did you knock down all the men around me?"

"Yes. Without the help of others, I will be the only one on this trip, please rest assured. ”

"Then let me confirm where Mr. Forts is now?"

"Just like I said."

"Yes...... Is it? ”

Kurt smiled evilly again, and the man shuddered slightly.

This guy looks like a boy, but he has a woman's breath in his bones.

"Why...... Mr. Forts wants us to be submissive to him? ”

"It's simple, because I like your talents."

"Talent? We've only been together for a day or so, so that's enough to match our talents? ”

"For mortals, this is indeed an incredible possibility. But for Lord Fortes, the human heart and talent are nothing more than treasures hidden within a few layers of skin, and it is undoubtedly easy to see through them. ”

“…… You seem to admire Mr. Forts? ”

"Worship alone – not even the dedication of my insignificant life is not enough to show my respect."

"What rare treasure did he buy your hearts with?"

"Do you think that only money and treasures can be exchanged for loyalty?"

"Isn't it? I don't believe much in absolute loyalty. ”

"Don't believe it – you'll see it later."

Kurt said firmly.

The man was obviously not defeated by Kurt's aura.

He crouched down slightly—a posture of preparation.

This look has been a good reply to Kurt's request.

I couldn't help but muttered in frustration, "It seems that there is still a battle to be fought." ”

"Look at you don't seem to be ready for battle, look at your courage to pass the test, I will let you prepare well."

"You're such a nice guy."

Kurt smiled in gratitude to the man.

"But Master Forts told me not to kill you, so I won't be prepared for that."

"What an unpleasant joke."

Squatting slightly, the man began to secretly condense the elements in his body, ready to resist at any time.

The man remained visibly hostile—but Kurt was not the least guarded.

There is a huge difference in the atmosphere of preparation between the two sides.

The battle begins!

"Lurking Fireman!"

- The man relapses the ground and pours fire into the ground, intending to hide his power beneath the surface.

Kurt calmly sensed the flow of elements beneath the surface.

The first to bear the brunt is the right side behind him.

The flame giant hand that broke through the surface of the ground coldly broke through the ground and quickly grabbed at Kurt's right leg.

But he was caught.

The man's eyes widened in shock as Kurt suddenly vanished.

He didn't even blink an eye, but he had no idea how Kurt had used to make him disappear in an instant.

When he came back to his senses, a ghostly voice came from behind.

"Are you looking for me?"

But the man laughed!

He was not frightened by the sudden voice, because he had already anticipated the other party's actions.

A second firehand suddenly burst out of the ground behind the man, and the furious firehand unceremoniously tried to grab Kurt.

But again failed.

The man regained his composure and observed his surroundings with no one around.

"Is it magic that hides itself?"

Out of nowhere, Kurt's response came -

"No, I'll know if I try to attack again."

'Don't look down on me!' Lurking fireman'. ”

From the ground around them, a large number of huge fire hands like volcanic eruptions burst out, and countless pairs of fire hands slashed at the air.

But I couldn't catch anything.

It was as if Kurt had disappeared into space, leaving only his voice and breath.

The man was a little impatient, but he still kept calm and analyzed the battle situation.

It's not magic to hide one's tracks, and it's impossible to hide one's sight with one's steps, so what's possible?

Spiritual Magic...... Is it?

Trapping yourself in a dream?

It's possible.

When forcibly locked in a created dream, the victim can break through the constraints of the dream through powerful thoughts.

Or - create new dreams with more powerful psychic magic to cover up old dreams.

The man smiled again and shouted at the crowd.

"Although I don't know exactly what your abilities are, I advise you to think about your next step quickly."

"I'm looking forward to it."

The man closed his eyes tightly and began to meditate with his hands folded.

There was a brief silence.

At that moment, everything seemed slightly different.

Time is getting a little slower, the air is getting a little thinner, and the air seems colder?

When you open your eyes again.

Kurt was back in front of him.

Finding that his inference was correct, the man could not hide his confident smile.

It seems that the crack was successful.

"I didn't expect you to be a caster of spiritual magic?"