Anthony. Rather than grasping the items he had collected from General Philip's corpse with both hands, Red tore off half of his torn cloak, enclosed them inside, and lifted them over to avoid direct touch.

"Found ......" he was about to briefly say what he had learned, but was preemptively interrupted by Lumian.

Lumian spoke quickly and clearly, "We're going to take refuge at the edge of the city shrouded in gray fog, are you going to follow?"

Anthony. Red's eyelids jumped and he said, "Okay."

He knew that in the current situation, if he broke away from the team and acted alone, he would probably die in a few seconds, depending on whether the terrifying and crazy roar was heard again.

Lumian didn't rush to ask General Philip what he had on him, grabbed Janna and Anthony's shoulders with both hands, and motioned for Franca to pull at his collar.

The black mark on his right shoulder flickered, and a faint light lit up.

The figures of the four disappeared and "teleported" directly to the edge of the city, which was both magnificent and dilapidated, and "teleported" to the front of the light gray mist.

What you see is what you get.

Then, Lumian tried to walk into the gray mist, and the chest seal was not activated.

This means that he doesn't need to carry it, and Franca and others can pass through.

The hungry bear-like Olsen looked at Gardner from behind the side. Martin's head, unhelmeted, had a different light flickering and turning in his brown eyes.

It was a second or two of work, and he was sure it was Gardner. Martin's defense is the weakest fatal point.

Even if it can't be fatal with one blow, after traumatizing the opponent again, there is a high probability that the "Arrogance Armor" will betray and strangle the wearer inside!

Olsen's right hand silently reached into his trouser pocket and pulled it out, a yellow bullet between his thumb and forefinger.

The crimson fireball condensed rapidly in his palm, and a directional explosion occurred under controlled conditions.

The furious shockwave propelled the bullet that had been released by Olson, sending it out with a booming sound and heading straight for Gardner. The back of Martin's head.

That's when Gardner. Martin stumbled and fell forward, just in time to avoid the bullet.

Almost at the same time, the surroundings were illuminated by the clear and holy morning light.

In the morning light, black smoke suddenly rose from Olsen's body, as if the living corpses had long since been shrouded in sunlight created by the "purifiers".

His eyes instinctively closed, as if he could not bear such light.

And the forward fall of Gardner. Martin no longer had the weakness he had just had, his expression was grim, his eyes were sharp, he twisted his waist in mid-air, turned around, and put on his helmet.

He then "burned", turning into a blazing white flaming spear, which flew out with a whizz and stabbed Olsen in the middle of the forehead.

Olsen was highly resistant to the scorching and melting of the flames, and although his skull was charred black, it was not pierced through his head by the incandescent flame spear, and he mainly suffered impact damage.

As soon as the fire cleared, Gardner. Martin's figure broke away from the flaming spear, clenched his silver-white armor-covered fist, and slammed into Olsen's head in mid-air.

Olsen's neck snapped on its own, and his head flew up dragging his bloody spine.

This makes Gardner. Martin's skull-shattering fist missed, and his body was back on the ground.

However, in his other hand, at some point, a heavy, sharp and shining giant sword was condensed.

Gardner. Martin followed the flow and plunged the two-handed greatsword into the blackened dirt.

A terrifying storm erupted, and a large number of shards of light targeted the area in mid-air.

The "Arrogance Armor" recondenses the "Sword of Dawn" and creates the "Storm of Light" at a much shorter interval than the normal Sequence 6 "Dawn Knight", and at this time, Gardner. It's also been a minute or two since Martin last used it.

With only one head left and a brown-red beard on his face, Olsen's eyes lit up, and he was about to combine with the blazing white spear he had made and flee into the distance.

However, the storm had hit, and the light had completely engulfed him.

By the time the "Storm of Light" had subsided, Olsen's body had multiple cracks, large and small, the worst of which had even pierced his chest, tearing his internal organs, and his head, which had flown into the air and dragging a bloody spine, was covered in blood, both his eyes and nose had been destroyed by the fragments of light, and his skull had been cracked in many places, and the wriggling, blackened brain was visible to the naked eye.

Gardner. Martin had already adjusted his condition, and created more than a dozen or twenty red and almost white fireballs around him in advance.

They flew out with a whistling and landed on Olsen's near-unconscious head.

With the sound of a rumbling explosion, the bloody spine of the head was torn apart, and splinters and liquids were scattered all over the ground.

Gardner. Martin raised his hand and lifted his visor, looked at Olsen's headless corpse that had fallen to the ground and the skulls that could not be seen in their original appearance, and chuckled softly:

"I've always thought you were a little weird, and this time I had the opportunity to test it, but I didn't expect you to really do it to me.

"It's good that this eliminates a hidden danger and counteracts the betrayal curse of the 'arrogant armor'."

He had deliberately shown that he was in good enough shape, but he showed a little problem in the details, in order to lure Olsen into the bait.

- A simple weak performance is easy to make the other party wary and suspicious.

With a sigh of emotion, Gardner walked over to the small brown suitcase that had fallen to the ground, and lifted it up as it was close to shattering.

He had always wondered what Olsen was in this suitcase, but the other party would never tell him the answer, and always responded with threatening words, and now he could open it and see for himself.

Gardner. Martin unbuttoned the suitcase and opened it in front of him.

Inside is a head.

The head has deep facial features, brown and red eyes, black hair is slightly messy, sideburns have a few silver threads, the contours are distinct, and the face that is not too thin is stained with blood.

This is Gardner. Martin!

This is Gardner. Martin's own head!

............

After Lumian and the others passed through the outermost gray fog, it was like from morning to evening, and the sight was dim, and the surrounding black asymmetrical buildings, whether they were high on the left and low on the right, or the various houses that seemed to have been splashed with blood, were silently half-integrated into this gloom.

The farther you go, the more you lean closer to the towering half-collapsed palace, the more the damage to the city becomes, as if it had been punched there by a giant, and the shock wave raged all around.

Lumian couldn't see the details, firstly, the light was not enough, secondly, they were too far apart, and there were all kinds of houses in the middle, if it were not for the fact that the palace and the buildings in the surrounding area were too tall, even if they collapsed, there would be a hill of wreckage left, and the few of them would not have been able to witness the corresponding scene at the edge of the city.

"Let's find a place around here to hide." Franka looked around, not thinking of delving into the Quaternary Trier.

The four of them were on a narrow street, and the houses on both sides were so close that the occupants could almost shake hands by opening the windows and sticking out their arms.

Most of the buildings here seem to have suffered a violent earthquake, or lost their ground floor, "sitting" there, or there are hideous cracks, shaking, but never falling.

Jane's gaze was on a fairly intact house, iron-black, with arched windows on the left and square on the right, with dark red graffiti on one side and clean on the other, and not a single weed growing in the cracks of the stone.

In addition to the two most obvious places, there are many asymmetrical details in the house, and the giant centipede-like cracks are mainly distributed in the lower left.

"Go there?" Jane asked tentatively.

Lumian shook his head: "The more intact it is, the more likely it is that there is an anomaly, and no one knows what is going on with the citizens of Trier in the Quaternary Age."

"We still look for a building that has completely collapsed and hide behind it, at least everything inside is buried."

"Hmm." Franka agrees with Lumian's choice.

In Trier in the Quaternary Age, she couldn't even do a complete "magic mirror divination".

Soon, Lumian and the others came to the middle of the street, and hid in a hiding place behind the completely collapsed crimson building in the environment that could enter the darkness at any time.

Until this time, Anthony. Red had a chance to pull out the "Bloodthirsty Arrow" stuck in his chest and return it to Jana.

Then, he spread out half of his blood-stained black cloak on the ground, showing off his gain.

There are three types of items:

One is the blackened ulna, with multiple dark red holes on it, and the two ends are also hollow, like a crude bone flute that has been placed for a long time;

The second is a wooden box coated with dark paint, which is not large and can be forcibly stuffed into a hidden bag, with a large hole on the left and right sides, covered with a film-type "curtain" that can be shaken;

The third is a number of gold, silver and copper coins.

Anthony. Rhett pointed to the "bone flute" and said, "This is formed by the light spots that appeared on Philip's body on his ulna, as if there is something invisible precipitated on it."

The product of the extraordinary characteristics of the "conspirator" or "reaper" combined with the power of his own ulna and the gift of the "deceased"? Lumian nodded his head imperceptibly.

Because Philip didn't have a chance to fight back before, he wasn't sure whether the general was the "conspirator" of Sequence 6 or the "Reaper" of Sequence 5, and he could only judge from his behavior of creating a lot of red and white fire crows that he was in the "hunter" path, and not only Sequence 7.

If it was the latter, Lumian would be glad that the main material for his promotion was available, but the trouble was that it was mixed with the power of the evil god's bounty, and he couldn't directly use it to mix potions.

"What is precipitated is the pollution of evil gods, and it is a wise choice that you don't touch it directly." Lumian reminded Anthony of this.

Within the underground seal, the power of the evil god's gift cannot return to the mother.

"This is Philip's body......" Anthony had just pointed to the small dark wooden box, and before he could finish his sentence, he heard another crazy and violent roar in the distance.

This time, the four of them who came to the gray mist only showed a little dizziness, and were not affected by anything else.