Chapter 132 Leave no one behind!
No. 2 Stronghold.
In the dim ancient city square, the black magicians closed their eyes and meditated.
They didn't know the Thousand-Eyed Demon's plan tonight. They gathered here. In addition to being frightened by the great strength that Jerif showed during his recruitment, they also wanted to enjoy the shade under the big tree.
According to Jerryv, the reason why black magicians have become street rats that everyone shouts about is not because of their cruel methods, but because they are free and unorganized and do not unite to form a force.
Everything in the world is nothing more than an exchange of interests. Once power is formed, black magicians can walk under the light.
Jerryv is preparing to form the 'Dark Magic Alliance', so he sincerely invites people with lofty ideals to join. The early stages of establishment may be a little harder, but as long as you survive this period, everyone will have a bright future.
"A bunch of trash!"
Jerif looked at the two hundred or so young men he had worked so hard to recruit. They were neither good nor low, and he felt deeply ashamed of his master's instructions. For this reason, he specially suppressed his feelings.
When he was collecting information about black magicians, he found an orphanage in the Central District. It was obvious that this orphanage was not simple, and he could dig out a powerful black magician by following the clues.
Jerryv is planning to contact this black magician tonight. If he can dig him out, the master will definitely be very happy.
But Bruce's past experience made him hesitant. If another white-eyed wolf was poached, wouldn't he fall into the same pit twice in a row?
It’s so hard to be a little brother!
In the end, loyalty triumphed over all else, and Jeriff prepared to leave tonight.
Obviously, he didn't know the Thousand-Eyed Demon's plan and felt that he was the devil's right-hand man and an indispensable executor.
But in the eyes of the devil, Jerryv is just a slightly bigger cannon fodder, nothing more.
boom! ! !
Somewhere in the square, cracks in the masonry exploded with a loud roar.
A corner of the stable ancient city space was broken, black cracks exploded, and heat-filled light poured in. The sacred majesty was unstoppable, and the blazing white flames instantly obliterated several approaching black magicians.
"Holy Light Magic?!"
Jerryv was shocked. The ancient city had to pass through the portal to enter and exit. No one could break in without the Thousand-Eyed Demon's permission. What exactly was the problem?
He glanced at the group of younger brothers with a fierce look. Needless to say, there must be a traitor within.
Suddenly, a figure wearing white armor jumped out with brilliant light.
The sacred armor is noble and gorgeous, with complex and mysterious textures. It is like a finely crafted handicraft, with every detail taken care of.
The knight is described as tall and majestic, with eyes like beating golden flames. He holds a holy spear in his hand. The entire body of the spear is white and covered with complex golden lines.
Atli!
Former leader of the Guardian Knights, current leader of the tactical team.
He waved the holy spear and pointed it towards the sky, the magic power exploded into a frenzy, and the surging holy light suddenly surged.
The majestic cross composed of holy light rises from the ground, like lightning in the daytime, emitting unyielding brilliance, illuminating the dome of the dim ancient city, making people dare not commit the slightest blasphemy.
As the cross opened, members of the tactical team entered the ancient city through the space cracks.
There were only a few people, around twenty, each wearing white robes and their eyes shining with silver light. They were all elites who could compete with ten.
The robes they wear are the same style as Mona's. Looking at the style, they are very similar to the armor Atli wears. They should be mass-produced imitations.
"The devil's minions..."
Atli glanced across the audience and found the outstanding Jereef among the men in black robes. He took a step forward and shattered the ground beneath his feet. The holy spear burst into light and teleported in front of Jereef.
Jerif's body turned into black mist and dissipated, narrowly avoiding the fatal attack.
Atli's spear swept across, and wherever the tip of the spear passed, the air roared, and the condensed holy light bloomed like petals, shooting out piece by piece, turning into white holy flames that burned on contact.
Beside Jerif, more than a dozen men in black robes who came to hug his thighs were instantly reduced to ashes, contaminated with holy flames, and turned into ashes before they could even let out a scream.
Jerryv was horrified when he saw it, his magic power exploded, and his five commanding hands danced in the black wind. Five sharp blades were hidden among them. They set off a cold light that was not weak to the holy spear, and hit Atli's chest hard.
However, the invincible blow was unable to move forward today, and was easily dispersed by the brilliance blooming on the armor.
The remaining force hit Atli, and he seemed to feel nothing. He just swung the holy spear casually, picked out Jerryf who was hidden in the black mist, and then smashed it to the ground.
boom!
The ground in the ancient city rumbled and shook, gravel flew, and pillars of dust rose into the sky.
Atli looked at the broken black robes and white doves in the pit, snorted coldly, burned them with holy flames, and loudly ordered: "Leave no one behind!"
Having said that, the team members could only watch Atli killing everyone with unstoppable courage, holding the holy spear in his hand and burning every black-robed man until nothing was left.
The team members occasionally made mistakes and could only do some preliminary work, surrounding them from all directions and driving the black magicians to Atli's side.
They kept a certain distance from the captain as much as possible, fearing that the captain would rise up and burn them as black magicians.
In the encirclement, Jerryf, who escaped with the help of substitute magic, was still frightened. He almost thought he was going to die.
It was impossible to fight. The iron lump on the opposite side was a humanoid ferocious beast covered in holy light. He hurriedly contacted the Thousand-Eyed Demon to inform him that the stronghold was exposed. At the same time, he opened the portal and took several of his younger brothers to the No. 3 stronghold. .
In Stronghold No. 3, Wayne was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, with the well-behaved Vatican nun Mona standing next to him.
Seeing the portal open, Jerry came in panic with four black-robed boys. He raised his hand and fired.
Bang!
A man in black robe fell to the ground, and Wayne said unceremoniously: "Get out, this is my territory, the master has orders, and I don't want to conflict with you now."
Jerryf closed the portal behind him, not caring that his younger brother was killed by Wayne, and said hurriedly: "There is a spy, and people from the Holy See are coming to kill him."
"Nonsense. The portal requires a key to enter and exit. If the owner doesn't nod, no one can come in. How could there be someone from the Holy See!"
Wayne laughed loudly and patted Mona next to him: "Here is one, and I have already ruined it."
"Believe me, there is really a mole."
Seeing that Bruce didn't believe it, Jerryv was almost dying of anxiety. He didn't even look at the worn shoes, and said with an ugly face: "Maybe there were some small problems when I recruited people, which gave the Holy See an opportunity to install undercover agents, but now it's not At this time, your place is very safe and no one from the Holy See can break in. "
As he spoke, there was a loud boom in the field, black cracks tore open, and Atli walked in with the Holy Spear in his hand.
"Damn it, you're the mole!"
Wayne was stunned for a moment, then pulled the trigger and fired repeatedly: "Jeriff, it turns out it was your kid who lured the enemy here."
After a few gunshots, Jerry's younger brothers all fell down. Looking at the iron lump that broke into the No. 3 stronghold, they couldn't argue for a moment: "It's not me, it has nothing to do with me. Bruce, believe me. I am loyal to my master. I’m really not a mole.”
"The enemies are here, you want me to believe you?"
Wayne emptied the magazine, threw his hand and smashed the pistol at Jerryv, and said angrily: "It's useless to tell me this, you should prepare to face the wrath of the master."
With that said, he opened the portal and ran away.
The run failed, the key failed.
Wayne looked surprised. He didn't know whether it was the Holy See's method or the Thousand-Eyed Demon.
He calmly pinched Mona's waist and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Jeriff, the portal is sealed, what did you do?"
Jerryf almost died unjustly. He didn't dare to face Tie Qiao directly. He tried the portal to return to the second stronghold, turned around and went back.
He ran very fast, opening and closing the door in one go, giving Wayne no chance to enter. On Wayne's side, Atli punched out, knocking away the 'traitor' standing in front of him, and then raised his five fingers to draw the ground as a prison, sealing Wayne in place with the holy light.
"I'll deal with you later."
Atli took a deep look at Wayne. Like Mona, he was also curious about what kind of face he had under the mask.
"As for you..."
Atli sprinkled the holy light to dispel the filth in Mona's body. The latter bathed in holiness and completed the cleansing on the spot.
"I have temporarily sealed the devil's mind. Look at him and don't be deceived by his sweet words."
"I understand, Captain."
Mona bowed to accept the order, and then looked up. Atli had jumped into the space crack and fought back to the second stronghold. She looked at Wayne with a sneer, and said in a sinister manner: "My master, when you played with me before, you You must be very proud!”
Sister, this part is not in the script, so don’t add it.
Besides, you still don’t know whether it’s being played or not!
Wayne snorted coldly and turned to look aside: "Don't be too complacent. This place has been sealed off. As long as my master comes back, you will all die."
"You are loyal, but your master never values you."
Mona circled the Holy Light Cage twice, her eyes becoming more and more evil. For some unknown purpose, she suddenly reached out her hand and pinched Wayne's butt hard.
Wayne: ∑(_;)
It’s over, he’s not pure anymore.
Let me see what you look like!
Mona came to Wayne and raised her hand to push away the mask that covered her face. She noticed Wayne's cold eyes and swallowed softly.
"Owner……"
Training is not without any effect, at least the concept of the master has been implanted in Mona's heart. If she does not want to awaken a strange habit, she must go to Hongyelin Lunatic Asylum for a course of psychological counseling.
Wayne's eyes were too cold. Mona felt guilty for some reason and did not dare to look at him. She raised her hands and did not dare to push away the mask. He stepped back and walked around behind Wayne, pinching his butt a few more times.
It doesn't matter if you don't show your face. You don't have to see your face to recognize someone, but your butt is also fine.
boom!
The portal opened, and Jerryv was smashed to the ground like a broken sack. His face was covered in blood. Seeing Wayne trapped in a cage and becoming a prisoner, the last hope in his heart was extinguished.
The holy spear passed through the portal and pinned Jerif to the ground. The holy flames ignited and burned him to the ground.
Wayne was secretly frightened. Jerryf was very powerful and definitely stronger than Mona. He needed to open a little more to be sure of victory. According to Teacher Heaphy's evaluation of him, Jerryf was at the peak of the Silver Cross Half-Step Great Perfection state.
In the Church of Nature, he was more than enough to serve as a priest, but in Atli's hands, he was worse than a dead dog.
If he cuts it well, if he becomes the king, he will also try his best to weaken the power of the Holy Father.
Atli pulled out the holy spear and put it on his shoulder. With two attacks, he led his team to kill all the black magicians, leaving only 'Bruce' alive to torture for information.
The team members walked in one after another and surrounded the red lipped mouth under Atli's command. Just when Wayne thought they were going to set up a formation to drive away evil with holy light, two more team members walked in carrying green wooden boxes. .
After prying the box open, the team members skillfully took out the grenade, pulled down the safety pin, and started feeding in a different way.
Wayne: "..."
So efficient!
Who said that the Holy See is stuck in the rules and doesn’t know how to adapt to them? It’s obvious that it keeps pace with the times!
Hell’s Red Lip Mouth has an average IQ. No, it has no such thing as an IQ. It subconsciously opened its mouth to wait for feeding, and swallowed two boxes of grenades in one go.
As the team members hid far away, continuous roars exploded almost at the same time.
Accompanied by the sound of muscles and bones exploding, Red Lips screamed loudly, spitting out large amounts of thick black blood, and filled the air like a foul smell of poisonous wind.
Bottomless cracks spread out with the alchemy array as the center, a big hand came out of the ground, the earth and rocks collapsed, and the red lips slowly sat up.
It was an anthropomorphic monster with only four limbs and no head. It was more than five meters tall and its body was as bloated as a giant's. His red lips were wide open on his abdomen, he was moaning and vomiting dirty blood, and asked his mother why he was feeding him such unpalatable food.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, even Atli, who was prepared, was no exception. According to the requirements in the alchemy book, there were only sixty-six corpses, and it was impossible to refine them into a corpse demon.
Moreover, this monster does not look like a corpse demon with 666 pairs of feet, legs and eyes.
More like one of the Seven Demon Kings of Hell, the familiar of the Lord of Gluttony!
"Back off!"
Atli sensed something was wrong and raised his holy spear to face it.
With a roar, the ground beneath everyone's feet shattered. The entire No. 3 stronghold, including the No. 2 stronghold next door, collapsed and fell into the black abyss below.
The place shrouded in red light felt like hell.
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Stronghold No. 1.
Abo boringly guards the crystal ball with thousands of eyes. As a water ghost who has settled at the bottom of the Tame River, he has been away from the Tame River for a long time and only has half an hour to shower every day. His dry body makes him deeply uncomfortable.
In the huge square, hundreds of strange magical beings were lined up neatly, each with physical characteristics that could not be described in words.
All members are drawn in a hell style, with negative emotions, distortion, pain, and struggle, exuding a sad atmosphere of despair.
The Thousand-Eyed Demon stepped out of the teleportation formation and saw that no one from the Holy See had noticed this place. He said to Abo: "The plan has changed. People from the Holy See are here. Call your master over quickly."
Listening to the devil's anxious tone, Abo felt secretly happy. He quickly walked into the portal and disappeared into the sewer.
"Damn it, I can't handle even the smallest thing!"
The Thousand-Eyed Demon was angry that the Death Knight couldn't be on call, and also angry that Jerryf was not doing things well, so he recruited the mole to the base camp.
He had a panoramic view of the situation in No. 2 and No. 3 Strongholds. Jerryf made frequent mistakes, and the incompetent man just died, and Bruce became a prisoner of the Holy See.
It's rare to find a dogleg who likes him and is loyal to him. The situation has been reversed. Now he has become a plaything in the hands of the female monk.
"I said just play around, otherwise she will definitely destroy you..."
"After all, you are addicted to beauty and it will never come to fruition!"
Two strongholds were breached in a row, and the situation was beyond control. The Thousand-Eyed Demon did not panic at all. He had experienced worse situations when he was in hell.
"It's not that easy to drive me back to hell."
The Thousand-Eyed Demon raised his hand and shattered the crystal ball, erasing Abo's authority to control the army of magical beings. At the same time, it caused the ruins of the ancient city to fall into free fall, sending the Vatican's group deeper into the devil's lair.
Along with the fall of the ancient city, there were hundreds of magical beings distorted by the mist.
"Ignorant guys, it's you who have no way out!"
"On the day I came to Lundan, everything was over. This city had already been blessed by the Lord of Arrogance and was marked with the mark of hell..."
The Thousand-Eyed Demon murmured, and his body collapsed into a dense swarm of insects. After reorganization, it was divided into four: "Three legendary mages, with such chaotic beliefs, you are destined to be used by me!"
(End of chapter)