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The sky was gloomy, and the moon had already shrunk behind layers of lead clouds a long time ago. The wet and cold air was mixed with a little bloody smell, which made people shudder.

The road to the central square is now full of people, walking expressionlessly, and their trance-like faces look like walking dead bodies. These people who are controlled by the eyes of True Vision use spells seem to be trapped in a nightmare and have to fight.

The number of combatants present was almost over 200, and even the most vicious monsters could not use such a number of people to hunt. Moreover, judging from the appearance of these people, they might not just come to hunt monsters - many of them were even equipped with enhanced armor against the sorcerers. Perhaps it was specially issued to deal with the sorcerers of the True Vision Eye, but unfortunately they are now used by the other party.

During the last war, an infantry squad in the Empire had only about twenty people, and now it is almost half an infantry squad. Common sense is that they are even equipped with small cannons to deal with light armor and several continuous-haired heavy mechanic guns.

With this number of troops, let alone hunting two humans, it is no problem to destroy a town with simple defense. Even if people came tonight were just mercenaries holding civilian light weapons, Curt did not remember any action that caused the management office to send so many people.

He was so flattered - he couldn't help but sneer.

Curt is not afraid of fighting against the big ones with the small, nor is he afraid of being enemies with everyone... However, if the premise is that the enemy cannot be killed, it would be a little difficult for people to do so. The weapon that is good at using becomes a burden at this time, and the sharp weapon that cannot be waving in his hand is not as good as an iron rod.

Tonight, it is probably the first time he faces hundreds of opponents head-on. He also has to face them with full armed forces and want to kill him. To put it bluntly, Curt is almost helpless. And these "troubles" in front of him are still unwilling to let him go.

If the other party just wanted to drag them to this place, their plan would undoubtedly have worked. With the power of Curt and Liqi, they could not break through this thick human wall, and naturally they could not rush through this street. They could clearly see the destination, but were blocked by these people.

It is not clear how many people the other party has in his hands, but if he continues to drag on it, it will undoubtedly only cause oneself to fall into a worse and worse situation.

"Tsk, it's really tricky."

He pushed a mercenary who rushed forward too close to him, and Curt grinned his teeth in anger: "A group of despicable villains, can they want to overwhelm us with a large amount of violence?"

As the saying goes, ants often bite the elephant to death.

What's more, Curt and Liqi are not "elephants", and the enemies surrounding them cannot be "ants". These tenacious mercenaries are much more fierce than ants. I'm afraid that as hunting targets, the bodies will be penetrated by several weapons or spells as long as they are a little careless.

For a warrior, I'm afraid there is no more sad ending in this world than not being able to control the battle with his own will. Seeing them acting so stupidly now, perhaps it is not difficult for the spells who control them to kill each other on the spot.

"Aren't these guys tired? When will it take for this to be the first time?" Curt couldn't help but complain to Liqi behind him. The people who came to stop them gave him a headache, "Or... those guys who control them can replenish their strength?"

The main reason why Curt was struggling was not that there were too many mercenaries. If that were the case, Curt just needed to keep knocking them down and there would be an ending time. What gave him a headache was that their bodies were extremely strong. Even if they were knocked out and rested for a while, they could stand up again.

The mercenaries had been knocked down by Curt several times before this, but they would stand up from the ground again without long after. These vague guys were like the tireless undead in horror stories.

If it is an undead, I'm afraid it's better to deal with it... At least Curt can swing his weapons at will without worrying about hurting them with too much force. The broken corpses are cut into pieces. No matter how powerful the man who operates them is, they cannot stand up again.

Compared with these stubborn guys in front of him, the dead look much cute.

What kind of order did they accept to make the fully armed mercenaries fight for the two "humans"? At least Curt doesn't think he and Liqi are so vicious - they are much better than the magician who used spells to make the whole city fall into "nightmare".

The power of an individual is limited after all. If you want to subvert an entire city by your own strength, Curt always thought it was impossible... at least what he thought before today. And the super giant spell he saw tonight really subverted his long-standing understanding of the concept of spells.

There are millions of residents living on the streets of this city alone. If we also want to include those that have not been registered in the population record, it is far more than this number. Spells that interfere with the spirit are originally quite difficult. It is undoubtedly even more difficult to target this number.

"Hmph, it's a little trouble... I probably need to ask you to help me get some time next." Liqi's voice came directly to Curt's mind, and she was still opponents of those controlled spells. "It's probably going to take about a moment, and I'll trouble you during this period."

Although Liqi did not comment too much on this spell, she obviously consumed half of her brain power to study the principle of this spell. From Liqi carefully reserved magic to weave this in reverse, Curt could already see that she had encountered many difficulties in interpreting her work.

Even though Liqi said it only took a moment to interpret the other party's spells, she seemed to be too busy to take care of herself now. The spells from the talent dispatch agency were chasing her, and she had to look for a gap in the pursuit and blocking her like a cat.

In the blink of an eye, several blue magic balls that followed him tore open the air, hitting the back of a spell who wanted to catch up with her, and threw him to the ground. Suddenly, the thin coat that was draped on him was burned by the high temperature and several holes of different sizes, emitting heat.

The abnormal recovery ability that appeared on the mercenaries seemed to have no effect. The magician who fell to the ground twitched twice and fell into a completely unconscious state.

That is an armor made of reinforced materials that can withstand the impact of simple spells, which is many times more expensive than simple regular clothes like Curt and Liqi. There is no doubt that if it was hit by those spells just now, it would not be just a few big mouthfuls on the clothes.

"Wow, I don't have any affection at all."

Sighing without emotion, Liqi quickly ran past Curt and stabbed into the mercenary queue in front of him like an arrow. The mercenaries who had just sorted out the queue were disturbed by the figure suddenly rushed towards him, and instantly fell into chaos because of Liqi's fragrance.

Perhaps because the primary target had escaped from sight, the eyes of several spells moved to Curt, who was trapped in the crowd. Their fingers were waving in the void, and several complex magic cubes flashed in front of them, waiting for the magic to fill up and erupted in one breath.

"Huh... you guy is so tough every time. The other party is not a guy who can deal with it." After a long breath, Curt scratched his head with a wry smile. "And looking at the momentum of these guys, he doesn't seem to be worried that his teammates will be accidentally injured by his spell..."

Judging from the principles of sporadic spells he mastered, those magic cube arrays are building a powerful shelling spell. If they are successfully released, the people blocking the spell will undoubtedly be bombarded with no difference in magic power... However, in Curt and the others' eyes, there is no hesitation at all.

Perhaps they still care about the safety of their companions, but they cannot see the existence of "companions". They are just having a nightmare, and all they can see is what the Lord of Dreams is willing to let them see. For those who cannot see clearly, they naturally cannot seek their rationality.

Perhaps their actions were the "most reasonable" choices in their cognition, but Curt could not allow their spells to be completed by any means. The fiery glory undoubtedly declared the highly concentrated magic power - and the destructive power that was about to accompany them to him.

"Although I have understood it a long time ago... you don't need to remind me all the time..." Curt looked at the increasingly complete cube array, and his expression on his face was quite complicated. "The law can only limit those who obey them, and it is meaningless to those evildoers who are like to destroy them at the beginning."

Almost as he mourned for something that was about to die, his tone seemed quite sad. Even if he tried hard to save everyone, it would be useless in this case... He cherished everyone's life, but his enemies did not care about it.

He knew very well that he was just a mortal, so no matter how hard he tried, he could only do his best to achieve the limit - and it was impossible to achieve perfection. He had long been stained with the blood of countless people, and even if he claimed that he was a good person, he would not be able to be saved.

In an instant, a silver light shone out in the long sword, flashing like lightning.

Crackling!

After a moment, the sound of collapse continued to sound in Curt's ears, just like the wailing sound of the bones when they were crushed. The broken magic cube burst out with a more violent wave than expected, making him half-close his eyes and wait for the upcoming impact. (The novel "Fuing Poetry" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there is also a 100% lottery gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign in the upper right to "Add Friends", search for the official account "ddxiaos Confused" and follow it, hurry up!) (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

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