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The sky was overcast, and the moon had cowered long ago behind layers of lead clouds. The wet and cold air was mixed with a slight smell of blood, which made people shudder.

The road leading to the central plaza is now filled with people, walking expressionlessly, their faces in a trance that look like the walking dead. The people who were spelled by the Eye of True Vision all looked like they were in a nightmare and had to fight.

The number of combatants present was almost two hundred, and even the most vicious monster could not have hunted with such a number of men. And judging by the appearance of these people, they may not just be here to hunt monsters - many of them are even equipped with enhanced armor against mages, perhaps it is specially issued by the mages who are dealing with the True Eye, but unfortunately it is now used by the other party.

In the last war, an infantry squad in the empire was only about twenty people, and now this size is about half an infantry brigade. Normally, they would even be armed with small cannons against light armor and several repeating heavy mechanics.

With this number of troops, let alone hunting down two humans, it is not even a problem to destroy a town with simple defenses. Even if the people who came tonight were only mercenaries armed with civilian light weapons, Curt couldn't remember a single operation that led to the Administration sending so many people.

He was flattered—he couldn't help but sneer.

Curt is not afraid to fight big with the small, nor is he afraid to be the enemy of the crowd...... However, the premise is that the enemy cannot be killed. This is inevitably a little more difficult for some strong people. Unauthorized weapons have become a burden at this time, and sharp weapons that cannot be wielded in the hand are not as good as iron rods.

Tonight is probably the first time he's faced hundreds of opponents. And you must also face them with your bare hands, who are fully armed and want to kill them. To put it bluntly, Curt is almost helpless. And these "troubles" in front of him are still unwilling to let him go.

If the other party just wanted to drag them in this place, then their plan would undoubtedly have worked. Curt and Lizzie couldn't break through the thick human wall with their strength, and naturally there was no way to break through this street entrance. I could already see the destination, but I was blocked here by these people.

It is not clear how many people the other side has in their hands, but if it continues to drag on, it will undoubtedly only put the other side in a worse and worse situation.

"Cut, it's tricky. ”

Forcefully knocking a mercenary who rushed too close forward, Curt bared his teeth in annoyance: "A group of despicable villains, can't they want to overwhelm us with a lot of violence?"

Saying goes. Ants bite elephants to death.

What's more, Curt and Lizzie are not "elephants", and the enemies surrounding them cannot be "ants". These tenacious mercenaries are much more ferocious than ants, and I am afraid that if the two of them are the target of hunting, they will be pierced by several weapons or spells.

For a warrior, I am afraid that there is no sadder ending in this world than not being able to control zhì by one's own will or not. Seeing that they were acting in such a daze, perhaps it would not be difficult for the sorcerers who had accused them of killing each other on the spot.

"Aren't these guys tired? Curt couldn't help but complain to Lizzie behind him, who had come to stop them giving him a big headache, "Or ...... Those guys who control them will be able to replenish their body?"

The main reason for Curt's struggle was not that there were too many mercenaries, but that Curt would just need to keep knocking them down before it would be over. What gave him a headache was that they were unusually strong. Even if you are knocked unconscious, you can get back up again after a short rest.

The mercenaries had been knocked down several times by Curt in various ways, but it didn't take long for them to get up from the ground again. These vague creatures are as tireless as the tireless undead of horror stories.

If it's an undead, I'm afraid it's a little better to deal with...... At least Curt can wield his weapons at will, without worrying about hurting them with too much force. The tattered corpse was only cut into pieces. No matter how powerful the magic of the people who operate them is, they can't get them back on their feet again.

Compared to these stubborn guys in front of them, the dead people are much cuter.

What kind of orders did they receive to make the heavily armed mercenaries fight for the sake of two "humans"? At least Curt didn't think he and Lizzie were so vicious - they were much better than the sorcerer who used his spells to plunge the whole city into a "nightmare".

After all, the power of the individual is limited. Trying to subvert an entire city on his own has always been considered impossible by Curt...... At least that's what he thinks before today. And this super-giant spell that I saw tonight. It really turned his perception of the concept of spells on its head.

The city's streets alone are home to millions of residents, and even more so if you count those that aren't registered in the population records. Spells that interfere with the spirit are already quite difficult. And it is undoubtedly even more difficult to target this number.

"Hmph, it's a bit of a hassle......... I'm going to need you to buy me some time. Liqi's voice came directly to Curt's head, and she was still fighting against those accused magicians at this time, "It is estimated that it will take a moment or so, and this time will trouble you." ”

Although Lizzie didn't say much about the spell, she had apparently spent most of her brainpower studying the principles of the spell. From the fact that Lizzie carefully stored her magic to weave in reverse, Curt could already see that she was having a lot of difficulties in interpreting it.

Even though Lizzie said that it would only take a moment to decipher the other party's spells, she seemed to be overwhelmed by now. The sorcerers of the talent dispatch agencies chased after her, and she was just like a cat looking for a gap to get out of the chase.

In the blink of an eye, several trailing balls of azure mana tore through the air and slammed directly into the back of a mage who wanted to catch up with her, throwing him to the ground. Suddenly, the thin coat draped over him was burned by the high temperature, and several openings of different sizes were exuded, exuding steaming heat.

The anomalous rejuvenating ability that appeared on the mercenaries didn't seem to work, and the magician who fell to the ground convulsed violently twice, and he fell into a complete coma.

It was armor made of reinforced materials that could withstand the impact of simple spells, many times more expensive than the simple regular clothes worn by Curt and Richie. There is no doubt that if you are hit by those spells just now, it will not just be a few large mouths on your clothes.

"Wow, I really don't have any affection. ”

Sighing emotionlessly, Lizzie ran past Curt as fast as she could, stabbing into the queue of mercenaries in front of her like an arrow from a string. The mercenaries who had just put together the queue were disturbed by the figure that suddenly rushed towards them in front of them, and they instantly fell into chaos because of Liqi's scent.

Perhaps because the primary target was out of sight, several of the mage's eyes moved to Curt, who was caught in the crowd. Their fingers flicked in the void, and several complex Rubik's cubes flashed in front of them, waiting for the mana to fill before erupting in one breath.

"Whew...... You guy is so strong every time, and the other party is not a very easy guy to deal with. With a sigh of relief, Curt scratched his head with a wry smile, "And looking at the momentum of these guys, it doesn't seem like they would worry about their teammates being accidentally injured by their own spells......"

Judging from the sporadic spell principles he mastered, those Rubik's Cubes were building a powerful artillery spell. If it is successfully released, the crowd in front of the spell will undoubtedly be bombarded with indiscriminate magical power... However, there was not the slightest hesitation in Curt's eyes.

Perhaps they still care about the safety of their companions, but they don't see the existence of "companions" in their eyes. They were just having a nightmare, and all they could see was what the Dream Lord was willing to let them see. For those who can't see clearly, it naturally can't hope for their rationality.

Perhaps their actions were the "most reasonable" choices in their minds, but Curt couldn't make their spells work anyway. The blazing light undoubtedly proclaimed a highly concentrated magic—and the destructive power that was about to rush at him with them.

"Although I have long understood...... But you don't need to remind me all the time......" Curt looked at the more complete Rubik's Cube, the expression on his face was quite complicated, "The laws can only limit those who obey them, and they are meaningless to those who are like destroying them in the first place. ”

Almost mourning for something that was about to pass away, his tone was rather mournful. Even if he tried to save everyone, it would be useless in such a situation...... He cherishes everyone's life, but his enemies don't care about it.

He knew that he was only a mortal, so no matter how hard he tried, he could only do what he could in the end - not perfectly. His hands have long been stained with the blood of countless people, and even if he claims to be a good person, he will not be able to be redeemed.

In an instant, the long knife slashed out a silver light, flashing like lightning.

Cracking sound!

A moment later, the sound of collapse rang in Curt's ears one after another, almost like a scream of grief when a bone was crushed. The severed Rubik's Cube erupted into a wave that was even more violent than expected, making him half-close his eyes, waiting for the coming impact. (The novel "Funeral Poems" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "dd" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued......)