The sun is high

So, Xiuge once again repeated what he had done before.

Under the rich darkness of the night, Shuge looked at the group of Dark Abyss descendants that were being arbitrarily divided by the touch of Charron, as well as the broken corpse wrapped in mucus. Shuge suddenly realized that he seemed to have really changed a lot. .

In the past, he probably wouldn't have been able to do what he is doing now.

Deceive, kill, feed your enemies alive to inhuman monsters, and then use the monster's power as your own...

During this whole process, Xiuge found that he did not have too many emotional fluctuations.

The tragic scene happening in front of me is as ordinary as eating and drinking.

Some unnecessary pity, sympathy and compassion flashed through his mind, but then they were ground into powder in front of the slowly rotating metal disc, leaving no trace left.

Xiuge silently felt the fine vibrations of the huge, complex metal disc, as if a child who didn't know what time was was listening to the sound of a clock for the first time.

"Time is running out, time is running out..."

He warned himself repeatedly in his heart, and then, the mist of the messenger in the mirror surged out and swallowed up all the chopped heirs of the dark abyss.

Such behavior naturally attracted violent reactions from the main body of the descendants of An Yuan.

In this late night, their actions became more intense and ferocious. Facing Shuge, a robber who hunted his own kind again and again and "grabbed" his own power wantonly, the body of the terrifying descendants finally took another step forward. Understanding the emotion of "anger", the terrifying wave of death appeared again.

The clouds obscured the moonlight, and among the scattered snowflakes, three-tailed giant rats, exuding the mist of the dark abyss, ran wildly along the road.

After a successful confrontation with the death wave of the descendants of the Dark Abyss, Xiuge already had considerable psychological expectations for this terrifying phenomenon. With the help of the scattered rats, he accurately and quickly formulated a plan. route.

Therefore, Xiuge successfully avoided the neighborhoods where survivors gathered. He deliberately led the chasing descendants of An Abyss in a large circle in Salem City. After confirming that the conditions allowed, he He released the magic power that could obscure the perception of the descendants of Dark Abyss to the maximum extent, completely erasing the traces and existence of himself and the running rat.

In the early hours of the morning, the terrifying chase that shook less than half of Salem City finally came to an end.

And Xiuge finally succeeded in reaching the vicinity of the Legal Committee branch.

Xiuge is very familiar with the architecture here.

He still remembered that before the armistice celebrations, he had a head-on confrontation with a dangerous sword-wielding hermit in this neighborhood...

This is not too far from the old Schubert's beer hall... Of course, there is neither a beer hall nor a drinker here anymore.

Shuge gently patted the running rat's head, and then jumped off its body.

Faced with the encouragement and thanks from his summoner, Snicki yawned nonchalantly, and then dissipated into the air. It was really a little tired of the dark abyss power essence that Shuge had assigned to it before. After a while, such an exciting run was nothing more than digestion after a meal. It was not considered hard work at all, and it was even a bit enjoyable.

There are obviously more traces of magic in this neighborhood.

In Shuge's magic perception, there were tiny traces of rituals everywhere. At the crossroads ahead, he even saw a bunker that had been abandoned - as Bolva said, in order to cope with the bad situation in the city , members of the Legal Committee branch have taken many measures, but unfortunately these attempts ultimately failed.

Not far away, the buildings belonging to the Legal Committee branch stood quietly in the night.

Unlike other settlements of survivors, these buildings still have sporadic lights at night, which means that there are indeed still people active within the Legal Committee's premises.

Shuge slowly walked towards the wall that had been imbued with a permanent ritual.

In his impression, these walls used to be very bright, but now, their surfaces have become dilapidated, and traces left by the descendants of An Yuan can be seen everywhere. Xiuge even saw alchemy on them. Burn marks from bomb explosions, and bullet holes from crystallized bullets.

Xiuge has no way to trace the origin of these traces. They may come from robbers and thugs in the city, or they may come from ordinary survivors who have been desperate and hope to get some supplies from here...

However, there is no point in studying these now.

Xiuge walked towards the faint lights in the distance, and soon he came to the main entrance of the Legal Affairs Committee.

Probably for the convenience of defense and reinforcement of the station ceremony, the originally spacious door has been completely transformed. A solid wall made of metal, masonry and soil has blocked the entire door, leaving only one door. It is a door that can barely allow people to enter and exit, and this door, like the surrounding walls, is also wrapped in layers of protective rituals.

Unlike in the past, these protective rituals have been extended below the ground, apparently to prevent potential threats from entering the station through underground pipes.

Xiuge raised his head and looked at the dark sentry behind the gate of the station. Then he raised his cane and directly summoned a bright magic light ball.

In this dark street, this magic ball of light is so conspicuous that it also brings immediate change

In the sentry that was originally shrouded in darkness, a faint crystal light suddenly appeared. Immediately afterwards, Xiuge felt something "locked" on him, probably a crystal gun.

A somewhat green voice came from behind the door. Due to the interference of the magic ritual, his voice seemed a little unclear.

"Wha...who is that person?"

Hearing this, Xiuge shook his head helplessly.

He snapped his fingers, and the suspended ball of magic light immediately became brighter. It floated directly in front of Xiuge, illuminating everything nearby.

Under the alert gaze of the man on guard, Shuge frowned and said, "Of course he is a mage. Could it be that a ball of mud turned into a human and is talking to you?"

"..."

The person standing guard at the Legal Committee was choked by Xiuge's words, but then he looked at Xiuge seriously and said, "I'm sorry, sir, it's late at night, and no normal person would visit at this time. of!"

"So I'm a special case."

Xiuge stood there leaning on his cane: "If you can't make up your mind, then ask other people in the station and let them make the decision. Of course, I can also wait here until dawn... Oh, by the way, my The name is Sugar Ernst, don’t forget to mention it when informing others.”

Hearing these words of Xiuge, the young man on guard suddenly became silent.

After a while, a ball of magic light suddenly appeared in the sentry, and then, a powerful figure walked out of the lighting magic.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties with short hair and a terrifying huge scar on his face that almost cuts across his entire face.

On this man's body, Xiuge saw the heavy magic-strangling silver armor. Obviously, this man was probably not a mage in the traditional sense, but a sword-wielding hermit from Merlin Lehe. Xiuge could not forget it. I can't see the bloody smell of these special personnel.

"Sugar Ernst?"

The voice of the sword-wielding hermit matched his ferocious appearance very well. When he said this name, Xiuge almost felt that the other person was about to turn into a beast and rush towards him.

Xiuge nodded calmly: "Yes, it's me."

He raised his head, looked directly at the other person, and said in a calm tone: "I am the illegitimate son of the Ernst family, the 'wild mage' on your wanted list. Are you satisfied with my answer?"

The generous attitude shown by Xiuge actually surprised the sword-wielding hermit on the sentry post. He stared at Xiuge for two seconds, and then asked in a somewhat surprised tone: "What...are you doing here?"

"Of course I want to cooperate with you."

Xiuge's tone remained unchanged, and he slowly stated the purpose of his visit. At this time, the magic light ball suspended next to him finally attracted the covetousness of several descendants of An Abyss. These viscous liquid masses gathered in They got together and began to slowly approach in the direction of Xiuge.

The sword-wielding hermit on the sentry obviously noticed this. He frowned slightly and was about to speak out a reminder when he saw Xiuge gently shake his cane, and a blazing flaming whip immediately rolled out and struck accurately. On the squirming group of An Abyss descendants, the bright fire followed the force of the long whip and was sent directly into the bodies of the An Abyss descendants.

Immediately afterwards, under Xiuge's smooth control, a series of flame magic was constructed, and the firelight turned into a torrent, completely submerging the large "mud" in the blink of an eye.

After completing this clean kill, Xiuge turned his head, smiled at the sword-wielding hermit and said: "I know that everyone in the Legal Committee must be full of doubts about me. After all, I am The people on your wanted list... But if you still want to continue to protect the remaining survivors in this city and clean up the monsters hiding under our feet, please open the door in front of me."

"Everyone can say nice things. Maybe those who turned into 'mud' will say nicer things."

The sword-wielding hermit stared at Shuge: "If you want the followers of Goddess Mel to believe the words of a wild mage, you have to show sincerity."

So Xiuge showed a satisfied smile: "Sincerity? Okay, then, do you know...Bolva?"

Hearing the name "Bolva", the face of the sword-wielding hermit changed obviously. The hideous scar seemed to have come to life. It twisted twice violently, as if it was trying to get out of the soil. Fierce python.

In the depressing atmosphere, the sword-wielding hermit said in a cold tone: "Of course I know him, a shameful and despicable traitor... a maggot who betrayed his faith and failed to live up to the care of the goddess Mel."

"It's good to know each other."

Xiuge nodded, then he called out the mage's hand and opened another new bag he was carrying.

Under the vigilant gaze of the sword-wielding hermit, the mage's hand deftly reached into the luggage and took out a spherical shadow. Then, the mage's hand slowly floated up until it met the person who was using it. The illuminated magic light sphere is flush.

Xiuge's voice came slowly: "Here, Master Bolva, isn't that what you're doing?"

…

This night is really special for the entire city of Salem.

Those survivors who lived near the branch of the Legal Committee all heard the sound of the terrifying death tide composed of monsters moving at night. However, this time, the tide that was supposed to bring death and despair did not. They did not rush towards people's hiding places, they were always swarming in those uninhabited neighborhoods, as if they were chasing something angrily.

For the dozens of members trapped inside the Legal Committee, the meaning of this night is even more special.

When the mages in the station heard that a wild mage who was on Merlinle and the wanted list came to their door, they felt both funny and strange. And when they saw the "gift" brought by the wild mage , fell into a long period of shock and silence.

The mages have checked that what the young man famous for his special "literary works" brought was indeed the head of the betrayer Bolvar.

After a short discussion, Jeant, who is the temporary leader of the current branch of the Law Committee and the sword-wielding hermit responsible for interrogating Shuge, brought this special visitor to the central hall of the Law Committee’s residence. .

In this hall, where countless important affairs had been handled in the past and where a solemn statue of the goddess Mel was erected, Shuge finally saw the members of the Legal Committee who were still stationed in this place.

The images of these mages are no longer as bright as they used to be.

Thanks to the help of magic, the appearance of these mages is still clean and tidy, but the legal committee robes they wear have long become shabby, and the simple protective rituals that should be attached to these clothes have been completely damaged. , individual mages have already changed into other clothes, but they still wear the emblems that symbolize the status of members of the Legal Committee.

The information Bolva gave was very accurate.

There are indeed not many mages left in this garrison. Even if Xiuge counts the soldiers who are willing to continue to follow the Law Committee, there is no way that the number of mages in this garrison will exceed fifty, and Most of the remaining people have been injured, and even a few young female mages have some minor scars on their faces and bodies.

In the past, such flaws would have naturally detracted from their charm.

But now, these figures with slight scars, wearing shabby robes, and eyes shining with tenacity make them more eye-catching than before.