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"Stupid arrogance!"

The girl gritted her teeth and cursed, but then the meaning of the other party's words appeared...... She suddenly concentrated, and a faint layer of holy light sealed the space around her like flowing water.

He stole some of his superficial thinking......

Ariel knew very well that with the blessing of that evil artifact, her power had actually lost its advantage in front of that human being, especially the mental barrier, if she was not careful, she would be slightly taken advantage of by the other party, even if that simple mental touch could only read the superficial thoughts, it would also make the Blazing Heavenly Divine Servant feel extremely humiliated!

Time walked slowly and swiftly, and the sun in the sky tilted a little more towards the west, and the absurd slaughter finally came to an end, and when the last captives had been reduced to soul material, the slaughterer's side began to leave.

Collecting each of the specially crafted spiral arrows on the battlefield, rinsing them in a simple puddle before putting them back in the box, the knight's captain rode his horse closer to the carriage, "Master Mage, where are we going next?" he dismounted respectfully and saluted, and then asked.

Edward raised his gaze and noticed a strange wave of magic in the man's soul.

Not only this one, but in fact, the souls of more than a hundred knights in the distance shone with such a color. Apparently he was also a victim of some kind of spell control - it seemed that His Excellency the Mage didn't care about the division between his subordinates at all, maybe it was because this war gathered most of the Tumenis nobles instead of relying on the Demon Wolf Legion alone. It was to make it easier for him to select stronger forces from among the elites from all over the world.

His power also seems to have grown quite a bit, or. Did you expect it from the beginning?

Magic's control over human beings is not as powerful as those ordinary rumors, or that the power given to humans by the magic net itself has a limit, even if a ** master can control the human beings at the same time, it will not be hundreds, and with the increase of the mental strength of the manipulated, this number will decrease exponentially, so how many high-level magic did this ** master use to directly control this group of soldiers?

Being able to do this means that his strength has broken through the realm of ordinary ** masters - either there is a way for him to arbitrarily perform strong ** techniques such as 'group charm', or he has a team of subordinates who specialize in this thing, but the strength of those people must at least be in contact with the spells of the seven or eight rings?

Or a powerful artifact?

This Mentor Thomas has accumulated such an astonishing level of power, so why is he making all this fuss? Want souls. Wouldn't it be better to directly control several powerful lords of the empire and start a territorial war? Or is this kind of power also formed recently with the accumulation of time?

But would the demons give a human such a thing? Or is it that the previous judgment on the subordination between this ** master and the demon is actually diametrically opposed?

"It's good to have gathered such a number of souls in such a short period of time. ”

It was at this time. A voice suddenly rang out, interrupting his thoughts.

The voice came from the crystal ball in his hand, and the gray clouds and mist churned, as if converging into a person's face: "Immediately form a team with your subordinates, and prepare to come back for the next mission." ”

Edward's brow furrowed.

The surrounding space is constantly vibrating and reshaping. Eventually, not far from the carriage, a gate of light large enough for two carriages to pass through had almost instantly been erected, like the ripples of water, reflecting the distorted scene around it, even in the sunlight. It also has a certain cold meaning, which makes people cringe at the touch of the gaze.

Then the psychic warlock was stunned again.

He originally thought. That ** master would directly carry out the transfer of the soul, just teleporting that sphere into his half-plane, but he didn't expect to see such a big battle- In today's environment, even with the help of an independent magic tower, it would not be easy to open a portal of this size somewhere in this world, Edward could easily do it because he had the Divine Rule and deprived a complete dimensional rift, but if he wanted to build such a teleportation circle from scratch, the resources required were probably unimaginable.

However, the Psychic Warlock stared at the portal, only his eyes grew brighter and brighter. A silver glow swept across his body, and the black burqa immediately turned a plain dark red. "Yes, Your Excellency. He replied to the crystal orb in a low, hoarse voice, then turned to the soldiers, "Go!"

The carriage trembled through the silver light gate, and the scene after that made the breath of the two strong men in the carriage condense slightly.

Behind the portal is the interior of a huge building, almost 'incomparably magnificent'! Dozens of huge marble columns support the foundation of the hall, and the intricately carved textures make the whole structure a magnificent and solemn one. The vast space and the twenty-foot-high roof of the hall seemed to have been hidden in a hazy mist. In the quiet space, only the breathing and suppressed screams of more than 100 centaurs scattered into an empty hum.

The noise didn't last long.

A knight's eyes widened and his mouth opened as if to roar, but his body was frozen in that movement, and a layer of blood spurted from his skin into a mist, and disappeared in an instant. Then, as if carried away by the blood, the color of his whole body receded, and with a soft pop, the condensed figure turned into ash powder that vibrated in the air, and dissipated without a trace along with the horses under his seat......

Only before the ash powder fell lightly to the ground, a faint green phantom loomed in place.

Everyone's stunned eyes fell on the figure, but then. That kind of soft popping sound has been sounding one after another. Almost instantly, the more than 100 people who were originally standing still were completely in a flying dust mist, disappearing invisible.

Edward's face changed.

Not because of those who died, but as this death dissipated, something familiar seemed to spread through the air, and that wonderful feeling stirred up a part of his spirit, and made his heart beat. The whole person began to get excited.

"It's a weird feeling. ”

Just as his brow condensed slightly, the figure of the Blazing Sky Divine Attendant disappeared in a flash of transfiguration light...... Only the voice, still in the ear. Edward suddenly felt a chill on his wrist, and when he looked up, he noticed that a small silver snake had climbed there.

A nice little thing.

Her small body is only about a foot long, the thickness of her little finger, and her tiny body is crystal clear, if you look closely. You can notice that the silver scales seem to be translucent...... But with a seven-colored luster, the cool feeling of the scales swimming on the wrist, some comfortable, some itchy, made Edward snort lightly.

Hovered around his wrist, the snake slowly raised its head. Instead of swallowing snake letters like ordinary snakes, he stared at Edward with a pair of golden eyes: "It's a strong demonic smell, but there's another ...... Very quirky stuff. I don't know what it is, but it feels very strange and kind of familiar...... Most likely not a good thing. "When the serpentine body is raised. There are several broad, long, but equally soft scales on the side of the exposed neck. The corners of Edward's mouth pulled into a bitter arc.

"Is this a feathered serpent? how can a mage get such a pet?"

If it were a normal snake, Edward might not be able to tell the difference, after all, his half-tone magic apprentice had not received much training in this matter, but Feathered Serpent happened to be among them—thanks to his original study of those Bestiaries backwards, he knew a little more about some well-known monsters than some small magical beasts.

"I'm not your pet!, and do you really think they're going to pay attention to these things?" The Blazing Celestial, no, Feathered Serpent now, shouted angrily in the psychic mancer's spirit. But the hateful man unexpectedly stretched out his hand and rubbed it on her thin neck, "How beautiful," he exclaimed, but in exchange for a lightning pounce on the little thing! He chuckled unscrupulously.

"Nine thousand five hundred and twenty-seven, bring the soul at once. Nine-five-two-seven, what are you doing! Don't hurry up and come out!" A voice came from a very distance, on the hazy wall, and reverberated in the empty hall, so the psychic warlock couldn't help but be stunned, and then shook his head with a wry smile.

With a wave of his hand, a turquoise light passed by, and the body of the red-robed mage under his feet had suddenly dried up, throwing out a cloud of dust, Edward casually rolled the remaining robe and some bits and pieces together and stuffed them into the space bag, and at the same time did not forget to press on the wall of the carriage, so the four ballista carts in the next carriage made a slight clicking sound, melting into four steel ingots.

The Repeat Crossbow is definitely a major reform that can change the way this world battlefield is fought, although it is far from being able to compete with machine guns in terms of efficiency, but it is enough to cause a military leap, so Edward will never leave it to these mysterious guys, although it is very likely that the other party has already obtained a sample of this weapon through other channels, but he still does not want to take the risk.

After doing this, he slowly pushed the car door open and walked out with the crystal ball in his hand.

The rustling sound rustled through the empty hall, bringing a quiet peace to his surroundings, and as he slowly walked forward, a myriad of colorful lights took shape in his eyes.

Not a half-plane.

After taking the first step, he confirmed his guess - although the portal just now was large, the level of power used was not very high, so he was still in the main material plane, and from the analysis of the surrounding scene, this should be the interior of a certain ruin.

It should be at least a thousand years ago, some remnants of the ancient magic kingdom can be preserved so well, it can almost be called a miracle.

Is the familiarity you feel related to this thing?

By this time he had come to the door of the hall where the curse had just been heard. And the doors have been opened there, waiting for him to arrive.

It's an extremely neat one. Spacious walkways, flat and smooth floors spotlessly clean. The mirror-like reflective luster, graceful and fine lines in and out of it, but compared to the ground, the surrounding walls are much rougher, and the jagged rock formations are like notches, as if they were directly chiseled by some kind of huge force. Only the delicate magic lamps embedded in the rock walls at intervals prove with a quiet light that the formation here was not due to natural power.

"Really, what?" next to the door. There was a mage standing in a high-level robe, and when he saw Edward coming, he immediately greeted him angrily, snatched the crystal ball in the opponent's hand, and then gave a brief order: "The master is very busy now, you go and help the people of the third group to perform the ritual." ”

Edward raised an eyebrow, the unlucky guy just now, he hadn't gotten enough information from the other party's body. I don't know what the hell is going on here...... What's even more troublesome is that the guy in charge of receiving him seems to have quite good ability, and the tentacles of his thoughts can't even touch the surface of his thoughts...... In other words, there was a dark red energy like a flame that completely sealed his head, making it impossible for the tentacles of his thoughts to penetrate.

The tentacles closed at the touch, but this guy suddenly trembled. He turned his head, a pair of yellow-green eyes under his hood staring at the Psychic Warlock, and shouted. "What are you doing?"

Also comes with an anti-detection function?

However, just as Edward was about to shut up this guy with a mental explosion, the other party's face suddenly changed. Then he casually pulled a piece of jade from his sleeve and carefully pressed it to his face for a moment before pausing. He gave Edward a vicious look and turned to run to the other side of the passage.

What is this?

The psychic warlock waited hesitantly, but the imaginary alarm didn't seem to sound, so he walked leisurely down the hallway, and the glow of divine energy turned in his eyes, and he had already roughly pointed out the terrain around him...... And the most populous of them happens to be connected to this place by a passage, so there will be no problems.

"Did you hear anything?" said the small snake, swimming slightly on his wrist. Makes Edward tilt his head.

It seems that there is a kind of sound echoing around you - extremely subtle, some like human voices, but if you look closely, you will notice that it is different from ordinary human voices, closer to ...... Howl.

It was like hundreds of thousands of people screaming, screaming, screaming in pain at the same time...... The kind of howl that mixes together.

"Not surprising. Doesn't they just like that?"

The Psychic Warlock was unmoved.

That cry was the cry of the soul - since Thomas had already determined that he was a collaborator of the devil, it was natural that those evil things would bring such a by-product. The most common pastime of demons is to torture human souls, derive pleasant sensations from mortal suffering, read their minds, and all sorts of strange 'experiences' for pleasure. And when such a large number of souls are collected here, it is actually normal for such a sound to appear.

"No, no......"

Ariel doesn't have the ability to perceive divine powers or psionic powers, but as a celestial creature, the Blazing Celestial Attendant clearly has a deeper understanding of the soul. "Some are different, especially on the left, about five hundred yards away. ”

Edward frowned.

The soul wails around him were no different to his ears, and he wasn't interested in what the demons were doing here—as long as he could find some clues to Thomas's half-plane and get rid of the trouble, what the demons were going to do wasn't his concern at all.

Unfortunately, there was something firm in the words of the Blazing Sky Attendant, which made him hesitate for a moment, and finally walked on that fork in the road.

The fork in the road was a long path, with rooms lined up on both sides, and along the way, most of the doors were tightly closed, and the intricate magical defenses on them shone brightly, so that Edward's vision was narrowed a lot for a while, but fortunately, there was always negligence where there were people - a few mages walked through one of the doors at the end, and Edward was able to observe the scene inside the house.

This is not a big room, but it is obviously different from the corridor, whether it is the floor, the walls, or the ceiling, it is a smooth stone plane, and the slender patterns are etched on it, flashing with a faint luster, and a huge crystal stands in it, and each crystal is now floating a hazy cloud, and the scene of the passage is transformed into it. And in front of each crystal, there stood a figure in a robe.

Inside those crystals, countless lights and shadows are flickering, constructing human faces, but each one has a strange calm,

Yes, calm, they are strict and serious, gimmicky.

But probably no one who faces this guy will smile at this funny appearance - the countless human faces faintly revealed, as if they want to break free from it, and the constant struggle makes them become extraordinarily twisted and hideous, just looking at it is enough to make people feel an inexplicable chill rise from the bottom of their hearts