Rebirth of the Viking King

Chapter 461 115 The Chuanghuo Gang is in action (5)

The main entrance of the Grand Palais in Paris is carved from two integrated pieces of turquoise. In the stormy sky, the snow on the street has accumulated to nearly 1 foot thick, but this door is still as clean as new.

"The main entrance of the Grand Palais in Paris is the first level of restriction imposed by the old lizard subordinates of the Illuminati. If you don't understand the secrets hidden within, there is no way for mortals to enter the palace."

"The people of Paris have long believed that this was an illusion technique created by Eastern continental magicians. However, according to our long-term research, this kind of technique that can hide such a huge area has far exceeded the scope of Eastern continental magicians. ”

"Mutu is sitting in the center of the spider web. Normally, he will only let in the targets he wants to put in, and the unlucky Duke Loki is one of them."

"If we want to forcefully break the illusion he created, we can only use the crystal skull."

After saying that, Micronia had taken out the crystal skull and bumped it against the golden scepter in his hand. Under the infusion of spiritual energy, a ray of white light shot out from the skeleton's pale eyes.

The door with the faintly deflected light was like paper touching a flame, burning a big hole in an instant.

Microa led the fire gang members into it.

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Stepping through the gate and walking into the palace, one step brings about earth-shaking changes. There was a white wind blowing outside the door, and it was difficult to see anyone three meters away. However, inside the palace door, there was the most perfect scene in midsummer.

"It has already snowed in the city, but it is still midsummer inside the palace. This kind of mistake usually does not happen to enemies of the level of 'Mutu'. The only explanation is that he no longer cares about it at this time ”

"I have a hunch that the city wall of Paris may have been broken by this time! When the giant broke into the city and started massacre, even if he was as strong as the King of Earthsea, he had already begun to panic."

As far as the eye can see, there are bouquets of fragrant flowers blooming everywhere.

Butterflies and dragonflies were flying among them, and the sky above was also a deep blue color, dotted with a few white clouds, making it look distant and quiet.

"This sudden attack also confused Mutu, otherwise he would never have made such a mistake." Microloya said in a deep voice, "For a mature formation master, the illusion must be maintained at all times. Integrate with external space.”

"Mutu has lost all his subordinates in Stonehelm Fortress, and even his newly found ally "Deep Diver" has died on the land of Yun Province. At this time, the only ones who can act as guards for him are us. Those lovely companions.”

The fire thieves moved forward cautiously, and everyone protected Microa within the human wall. Microa, who was moving slowly, did not hesitate, and she took out the crystal skull again. Pure spiritual energy was poured into the crystal skull at the top of the scepter, and the rich and blazing white light spread like water waves.

On the way forward, all illusions that touch this light wave will disappear immediately. The courtyard that was originally filled with birdsong and flowers seemed to have been burned with a hole in it. Centered on Microoa, the illusion was dispelled to reveal a dilapidated courtyard covered in ice and snow.

That is exactly what this courtyard really looks like.

"From now on, everyone must be on alert. I have a hunch that our old friends must be ahead, waiting to ambush us!"

Microa and his "Fire Thieves" want to kill the traitor "Insect Master" in the gang. At the same time, the "Insect Master" and the fireflies under his command did not want to kill them to silence them.

Especially within this palace, they are the allies of the sect master, and they already have the right time, place, people and people.

Not far in front of her, there were five dark figures lurking in the trees not far away. The crystal skull on the top of the scepter ruthlessly revealed their figures after dispelling the illusion. When it was found that there was no way to escape, the first Arab with two curved beards and his head wrapped in black cloth stretched out his body. , stood up after getting rid of the ice and snow on his body.

"It's an alliance, not an enemy!"

"Why are tiny bugs able to survive on this planet for thousands of years? It's because they never take the initiative to attack animals that are stronger than them! In the final analysis, we are a group of intelligence agents!"

"We have no principles and no position!"

"For a Fire Bishop like you who is both taking sides and disrupting the situation, I really don't know why Mr. Hypothesist allows you to live until now. What's even more exaggerated is that now you actually want to break into the territory of the "12 Illuminati Masters" Within, waiting for opportunities to plunder

OMG!

"Stop it, go back with me and repent sincerely to Lord Assumption. You still have a chance to change your mind."

Micronia's words were quite sincere, but "Insect Master" Azriamo was not moved at all. He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his red lips. This looked like a girlish action paired with his black turban and beard on his chin.

Full of disturbing inconsistencies.

"Dear sister, stop using your tricks!"

"I know what you are thinking. You don't want to waste too much energy on our group because the Viking mob is about to enter the city."

"As you can see, this illusion can't last long. Sooner or later we will be swallowed up by the crowd."

"You're impatient, aren't you?"

Hidden under the red turban, Micron only revealed a pair of red phoenix eyes. She looked at Azriamo coldly and was about to say something, but was interrupted again by this exquisite Arab.

"My dear sister"

"You're welcome and safe!"

The "Insect Master"'s voice is as low and gentle as Microoa's. Discovering the biggest target of this trip, the black-skinned strong man Gorgon took out a soft leather whip from behind and dared to attack, but Micron reached out to stop him.

“Azriamo!

You were a talented person, and it is a pity that you died like this. "

"In order to capture you this time, the Fire Telepathizer has allowed me to take out the crystal skull. You cannot be my opponent."

"How many times has Archbishop Sussus said that the basis of our business is transaction, not plunder?"

If you insert a match into your delicate ass, you will be able to fly directly to the sky! If intelligence officers can do this like you, what else will we have to eat? ! "

Microa and Azriamo are both the backbone of the Vulcan Cult. The conflict between them lies in ideology, and this conflict is irreconcilable.

Looking at the arrogant insect master in front of her, she knew that there was no way to make peace between the two of them today.

It's useless to say more. At this time, only strength is king.

Holding the scepter in her hand tightly, the pale original spiritual energy re-condensed in the crystal head. When the all-conquering flame ripples were about to be released, a big hand stretched out from behind and tore off her red veil.

In shock and anger, another hand came from behind, and two flying fireflies hidden in the palm were ruthlessly stuffed into Microloa's mouth.

The insect master raised his right hand while smiling.

The index finger on that right hand has disappeared.