The smoky wind of the summer night swept up the dust scattered on the ground, and also raised a foul smell that made people hide their noses. It was like a burned wood, and the moment the flame of life was extinguished, the man's body immediately decayed, turning into a long-rotten piece of flesh and blood in front of everyone's eyes.

With only a few bones and dried muscles left, this stout man regained some humanity before becoming a monster, but he still couldn't avoid the final end. However, he did not fall until the end, and even if only his decaying body remained, he allowed himself to stand upright.

"Damn, this guy won't let us have a good time until the end"

Grostide silently looked at the corpses that had been packed in body bags by the guards, and then pointed to the several security officers standing behind him and said, "Randolph, you take a few of them and go around to check if there are any broken barricades." Everyone must remember to never act alone, no matter what you find, you must come back and report immediately, and don't let those bastards seize every opportunity to break through!"

The security officer, whom Grostide called Randolph, nodded, and led the three men to the south of the avenue. It was a residential area, and now a few houses have collapsed due to the previous war, but you can still see a well-groomed lawn.

It is a street dominated by middle-class owned houses, and the interior layout is not as intricate as the old town, but some makeshift barricades block the main thoroughfare. Despite their rudimentary nature, these low walls made of sandbags and wood still organize many monsters to move forward.

The area has been classified as a high-risk area by the top of the security team. It was for this reason that Grostide asked the team to check the blockades of the various intersections once again. Fortunately, the garrison had already checked the evacuation of citizens once, otherwise they might have to go door-to-door to investigate if there were any missing persons.

Several roadblocks near the main road were destroyed in the confusion. However, the team that was supposed to be in charge of the inspection was stopped by some attackers who had been ambushing nearby at some unknown time. There was no choice but to order Grostide to expand the scope of action and investigate the hidden dangers in the nearby neighborhood.

"I thought the military was all in charge, after all, even you are starting to use armored vehicles and small-caliber guns. Curt walked over to Grostide and slipped a note into his hand without a trace, "This is no longer a small-scale chaotic Cheng dù, the other party is directly creating a Rubik's cube in the center of the city. And there have been a lot of attacks - if that's the basis for that, it's only natural to send out the garrison, right?"

There were only a dozen of the guards who had followed Grostide here. Under his command, they had divided into several teams and began to survey the surrounding area. It is clear that the garrison is still suffering from a chronic shortage of manpower, and even if it is fully deployed, it will be held back by the enemy.

The central area of the city has been attacked by members of terrorist groups, and the sound of firefighting has echoed everywhere, and the army should be brought in. At least that's what Curt thinks. Sain Democra plans to eat away at Catrice, but by now, he should not be ready for a war.

The worst-case outcome is probably that the city of Catrice will be destroyed extensively, and the property of the citizens will also be greatly damaged, and many people may die. But if it's to address an increasingly powerful group of madmen, then it might be worth the price.

Curt couldn't imagine the terrible consequences of letting Sain Democra spread his "Bloodline of Chaos" throughout the city - even if it was only one thousandth, it would be enough to destroy the city of Catrice in the chaos created by the alien citizens.

Bringing chaos in Catrice City, using the accused to wreak havoc, however that's not what that crazy sorcerer really seeks. His research continues, and it is very likely that the so-called "Chaos Bloodline" is just a stepping stone for him to move forward.

Curt didn't forget the pitch-black cocoon that took root in the depths of the central square. Although he and Lizzie had caused some damage while Sein Democla's unpreparedness, the intensive repairs could probably only delay some time. Soon. He was able to repair the once out of control Rubik's Cube, and when it started working again, it would be difficult to prevent it from being completely completed.

"We also have our problems, and they have their problems, but I'm sorry, there are some things that we can't tell you even if we are friends. ”

Seeing the other security officers form a team and disperse, he sighed deeply. Then Curt said, "Leinster, he just pulled the one out of his chest for you. What the hell is a crystal-like thing, do you have the relevant information?"

He deliberately lowered his inquiring voice, trying not to let the surrounding security officers hear what he said. Curt had provided him with useful information before, and he had warned Grostide more than once not to reveal his name in order to avoid being too conspicuous. So even though the upper echelons of the garrison had noticed him, Grostide was still following Curt's request to obtain information from him in a private capacity.

Now Curt was holding the crystal that the man had pulled out of his chest, fiddling up and down seemingly randomly. It looked like a cheap gemstone, haphazardly cut into a spherical structure by the processor, with pitted marks on the surface.

Curt placed the crystallization in the light cast by the armored car and carefully observed it, while pretending to answer Grosted's question casually: "You're right, I do have some information on my side, such as who is behind this situation, and what influenced this guy to become what he is now, I think Dean François should have informed you people in the upper echelons."

At least they've taken some action now, such as surrounding the most dangerous areas with walls of light, so that some of the things inside don't rush to the outside world. But that didn't stop the sorcerer's men, and the sound of firefighting throughout the city was proof of their actions.

Apparently anticipating a siege, Sain Democlus mobilized his men lurking everywhere as soon as Curt and Lizzie retreated. Although these people who were controlled by the black mud may not be as strong as the man who has died, their ability and will to recover are enough to trap the guards.

When dealing with them, who still look like ordinary citizens, the security officer will not use small-caliber guns casually, and even the mechanic guns will try not to fire them.

Although much of the reason for the current movement of the garrison is due to the briefing of President François, the largest main force does not seem to have begun to operate. Understaffed, for sure, they would not have had the advantage in the battle against Sain Democlave without the strength of the military.

"As for this crystal, I think Dean François will need it - it's a powerful spell artifact. Looking down for a moment, Curt placed the blood crystal in front of Grosted's eyes and shook it, "As you can see, it's what turned him into a monster. ”

He grasped the crystal in his hand, and could feel it pulsating slightly inside, as if it were meeting his breathing. After thinking for a moment, he placed the pitch-black crystal in the light and adjusted the angle slightly, and more than a dozen crimson fine lines were refracted inside the pitch-black crystal.

The tiny crimson lines were still trembling, and it looked as if the blood was flowing and the pipes were entangled with each other inside the crystal. Curt closed one eye to get a closer look at their movements, and he seemed to be able to see a spot of light the size of a grain of rice sealed inside.

"Don't look at it, it's just a highly condensed Rubik's Cube, and it's useless if you look at it - you'll be blinded. ”

Just as Curt put the pitch-black crystals in front of him, Lizzie's voice suddenly came to his mind: "This crystal is one of the results of Sain Democra's research, and it is slightly different from the one found in the stronghold. I guess it's the blood of the Slots that was purified first, and then the Rubik's Cube's core gathered some special materials in the blood, and finally created these gem-like magical products. ”

Although it looks similar, this crystal is certainly not a gemstone, in fact it is not even an ordinary mineral crystal. It is a product of the thick chaos of cold blood, consolidated into a single red, blackened crystal by anomalous magic.

After listening to Lizzie's simple description, Curt could only stuff what he couldn't understand back into his pocket. Lizzie was right, he had no idea what the Rubik's Cube was condensed in the core of the crystal - he couldn't even make out the tiny trajectories of mana like a hair.

The smell of rotting blood still lingers around, making people feel as if they are in a slaughterhouse, and I am afraid that the dirtiest slaughterhouse may not have such a stench. Not only the side, but even the breeze blowing in the distance was mixed with the uneasy stench of the two of them, as if a wild beast was approaching.

However, he soon realized that he was wrong, not "as if", but indeed a wild beast approaching them downwind. Hidden in the thick smell of blood, they silently reached for the guards who were roaming the streets, their fangs and claws threatening to stab them in the next moment.

"Second Officer Grostide!

Behind them, there are several figures with humanoid silhouettes (to be continued)