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Never expecting to be treated like this, Curt was a little laughable.

The mercenaries who came to "welcome" them were veterans who had been honed in a variety of situations, and had long been adept at dealing with all kinds of enemies. There are also a few people whose rank is higher than Curt, even if it is not an exaggeration to call it "a hundred battles and grinding", it is really tricky to be an enemy.

Even if their consciousness is manipulated, the chaotic eyes seem to be sleepwalking, but their skills have not regressed. With just the right amount of coordination, it looks like a battle plan has been arranged in advance, and Curt and Lizzie are surrounded in a formation that can support each other. ∮↗wan∮↗书∮↗ロ巴,☆anshu←ba.

It was as if the two of them were extremely vicious criminals, and the "companions" who used to stand beside them picked up their best weapons and approached the two little by little. Weapons made of metal still flickered even on rainy nights, and the mechanics with good ammunition were ready to go.

As if he had expected Curt to rush at them, he was about to rush into the crowd when several sharp long-pole weapons were pointed at him in the queue. Just as he stopped a little because of these obstacles, the mercenaries lined up behind him immediately pulled the trigger.

"Hey, you guys really sleepwalk, you don't need to be so ruthless!" Looking at the mercenaries who were waiting for battle, Curt couldn't help but shout, "I don't look like those vicious criminals, and the management office won't give a 'kill order' for two people, right?"

Normally, mercenaries classified as "vigilantes" do not have the power to kill criminals. Even if the other party is a group of militants with a machine gun. They can also only try to subdue each other instead of killing. If you really kill each other. What awaits them is often an extremely complex judicial process.

The only exception may be the "kill order".

A very small number of criminals who are considered to be a great danger to social stability are targeted for such directives. They often possess extremely dangerous powers, and letting them go unpunished puts most people at risk. In general, it is only when some adults in the town hall think that "these outlaws must be eliminated" that the order to kill will be issued from the administration.

Perhaps for this reason, this "exception" has never been applied. Thirty-nine years have passed since the year this decree was signed, but the "death order" has never been issued, so much so that some people have dismissed it as some kind of rumor.

Tonight, though, the mercenaries and the sorcerers all looked murderous. It's like having really accepted the order to kill them. They didn't care about Curt's life at all, and every attack was staring at the lethal position, leaving no mercy behind.

"Whew—what a hassle. ”

Curt inhaled lightly, deflecting his center of gravity slightly backwards, and then deftly took a step to his side, passing through the slit of the sword and sword. Then he took two quick steps, rubbed himself into the arms of a large mercenary in front of him whom he had met several times, and aimed the bottom of his palm at his jaw.

It was too late, and Curt crashed into the mercenary's chest with lightning speed. And he didn't seem to react yet. There was only a piece of paper between the sharp wind set off by the metal weapon, and he quickly slapped the bottom of his palm to his throat with the force of his feet.

"Uh-huh......"

The big man let out a painful wail, and his thicker body seemed to lose support, and after shaking for a while, he fell into the crowd behind him. Several members of the team who were responsible for cooperating hurried to support him. But it also caused a little confusion in the tight formation.

This is the opportunity Curt is looking for, and he will always find an opportunity to raid. The Mercenary Administration has never ordered anyone to kill. Therefore, the mercenaries may not be targeting Curt and Lizzie - perhaps they think they are just hunting some kind of dangerous monster.

That's the big point, and what they see is different from what they actually do – no matter how rigorous they are about to match each other. However, when it is not in line with the actual goal, there will inevitably be flaws. For Curt, he just had to find those holes to be able to plug in.

It's like a light breeze pouring into the hole. Curt weaves through the ranks of mercenaries, aiming for undefended heads at any moment to make up for the punch. The magic-infused punches were like hammers, slamming into one head after another, and a single blow was enough to knock a person unconscious.

These people are just accused, and he won't casually kill the killer.

Perhaps thinking that it would not be necessary to deal with the two of them, the first group that came to encircle and suppress them had less than forty people, and more than half of them were organized into a siege queue. Their formation prevents them from advancing when dealing with monsters, while keeping the shooters in the back line steady - however, this is a countermeasure against monsters, and it is difficult to use it against humans.

In the blink of an eye, the neat queue turned into a mess, and under Curt's rush to the left and right, a small number of mercenaries who were staggering had lost the ability to fight. The shooters standing in the rear also had difficulty shooting at him because he was mixed with friendly troops.

Just as he turned his attention to the regrouped shooters, a screeching sound suddenly came from behind him. Turning his head to look in the direction of the voice, a chain of pearl-white slabs spread from the void to his neck, like a ghost.

I can't name the spell, but I can guess what it does just by looking at its chain-like appearance. Most of the spells that bind the creature have a similar appearance, and many of them have other spells attached to the "chains" to make them more effective.

The translucent chains wound around Curt like a viper, and the strange speed made one wonder if it was really corporeal. If Curt wants to dodge it, he'll have to jump away from where he is - obviously, if he does, a round of blows awaits him.

Seeing through the other party's purpose, he just smiled coldly, but he didn't take any evasive measures. At the moment when the "chain" was about to touch him, its translucent color was stained a miserable white. The next moment, the entire structure of the binding spell was attacked, and in an instant, it turned into a flickering piece of debris.

"Be careful, don't capsize in this gutter. ”

Liqi, who came from behind, wiped out the remnants of the Rubik's Cube in her hand, and then drew several circles of different sizes again: "If I hadn't helped you, you would have been tied up by these 'chains' by now - although their skills can't trap you for long." ”

There are a few mages mixed in with the mercenary group, and they are just as muddy as everyone else. The magic machine they held in their hands was already filled with the Rubik's Cube structure that was ready to be fired, and the previous spell was fired from the hands of one of the mages.

These mages are obviously more difficult to deal with than the mercenaries who treat them as monsters. They don't know what kind of flood beasts Curt and Lizzie have become in their eyes, and at the beginning of the contact, they cast spells with all their might, trying to tear the two to pieces with their magic.

Ninety percent of the firepower was absorbed by Liqi, and the spell thrown at the two of them was affected by some force, and rushed in Liqi's direction like an iron weapon attracted by a magnet. All kinds of magic power were forcibly dismantled by her, turning into the most basic magic and hoarding around her.

Looking in Curt's direction, the mana hoarded around her was almost larger than her size, and those viscous lights and shadows almost turned into material deposits, floating around her. He didn't know why Lizzie was hoarding this amount of mana, but they were the material for some type of spell.

"That being said, these are still a piece of cake for you, right?" As he spoke, Curt rushed to the queue of another group of mercenaries without looking back, leaving them in chaos with the mechanic gun in hand, "I'm responsible for knocking them down, and I'll leave it to you for backup."

A plan is no plan, and Curt understands that these mercenaries and wizards are only the outermost defensive force - they are not even 12/10 of the Standing Staff of the Administration. Even if they are controlled here, they will have to face a lot of "enemies" next.

Just as he was about to burst into the line of shooters, a bright light suddenly flashed from his side, and he stepped the ground to get himself out of the path covered by the light. At the same time, he heard a dense popping sound behind him, which made people feel unpleasant.

"Oops, this seems to be more troublesome than expected...... Can't you just look at your old friend's face and lie on the ground honestly?" Looking at the mercenaries who shook their bodies and set up their positions again, Curt knew very well that they had not yet been freed from the control.

As it turned out, the situation was much more troublesome than expected, and the "bright light" that was attacking him just now was emitted by a weapon in the hands of a mercenary who had already been knocked down by him. He had fainted and collapsed a moment earlier, standing up as if he were not injured, his hands clenched at his weapons.

Not only him, but other mercenaries also stood up - even the mages who had been knocked out by Lizzie. These manipulated people seem to be full of resilience far beyond ordinary people, and even if they are violently knocked down by others, they will regroup in a short period of time.

Needless to say, the dense crackling sound behind her was proof that Lizzie had exchanged fire with the magemen, and their efforts to knock each other down first were in vain. Because those who were knocked down by them have now stood up and are always ready to continue the fight with them. (The novel 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 to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued......)