'boom--!'

The deafening explosion echoed in the building.\\

He was shocked, causing Heisen to shrink his head by spilling a lot of wine in his wine glass.

"The leader is fine, right? Even if you only listen to the sound, the power of the explosion just now is almost as good as the Excellent Flame Explosion Technique?"

"If the Legend is injured by the Flame Explosion Technique, the Legend will not be praised as the strongest existence."

Heisen, who was standing by, was very relieved about Siwei.

"Hmph, it would be better to say that it would be a good thing if he was blown to death."

Evan, the elf brave man who was nestled in the corner, muttered in a deep voice.

Although the members of Dawn did not restrict his personal freedom, he did not leave directly, but stayed in Dawn's temporary residence for unknown reasons.

"I said, don't always huddle there and talk sarcastically. Can't you get along well?" Hesen took a big sip of cheap ale, burped, and said to the other party.

Evan turned his face and clearly didn't want to pay attention to Heisen.

Heisen, who was frustrated, shrugged and stopped talking, but drank wine with peace of mind.

"I think we should care more about whether the group leader will be injured than whether the group leader will be injured...." Sandler said helplessly with his forehead: "Even in Stein City, explosions of this level are not so common, right?"

"When the hero named Aesop gave us this house, he said that in order to prevent the conversation from being eavesdropped, there is a soundproof barrier in the walls of this building. The sound of sound like the one just now cannot pass through the barrier."

St. George on the other side did not have any special expression on this. After all, he had worked with Siwei a long time ago. His trust in Siwei was probably the highest in the entire dawn except Giro. Otherwise, Siwei would not be easily told by Siwei in a few words and resigned from his position as the Imperial Sword Knights. He came to this mercenary group that had no future no matter how you look at it, and had a chance to get along with Siwei...

At this time, the door of the house was opened from the outside, and a middle-aged man with a strange face walked in from the outside.

"Oh, I'm back." Hesen put the wine glass in his hand on the table and greeted the man: "Is there anything new?"

The man's face suddenly melted, revealing a young face, which was absent Giro.

"The latest news is that there seems to be a big battle in the mountains not too far from here a few days ago. The battle was so fierce that the entire mountain was hollowed out, and even the tops of the mountain were cut off."

Giro chose an empty seat and sat down. He picked up the teacup on the table and drank water: "I don't know the details. But until now, the Salvation Army has not yet figured out who was the one who fought so violently there."

"This kind of war, which even changes the environment, is difficult not to attract the attention of the reconnaissance knights and perception magicians. It will only be noticed now, which means that at least one of the two parties participating in the war has opened a barrier that can isolate this movement and stillness... Generally speaking, this barrier cannot be cast instantly."

St. George's occupational disease broke out. He began to think and speculate: "That is, the battle is probably not an encounter, but a premeditated one."

"At this time, only the Savior Army and the Abyss Demons will be left behind? Maybe some members of the Savior Army want to ambush some of the great demons?"

Perhaps he felt that the conversation between St. George was more interesting than watching Evan and Sandler's stinky faces from the side, and Heisen came over with great interest.

"If this is true, it is impossible for the Salvation Army to not have received the corresponding information, right?"

Giro questioned his speculation.

"No, Mr. Heisen's guess is possible." St. George shook his head: "Although it's a bit rude to say this, the Salvation Army is actually very complicated."

In fact, it sounds complicated or nice. To be precise, it should be a mixture of fish and dragons.

After all, the battle with the Abyss Demon can be said to be related to the entire main material plane, so even if some people have poor behavior in normal times, they will be invited to the army to add some strength. But this also caused the Savior Army to be polluted to a considerable extent.

"Ah, that's true. My colleagues used to be bandits."

Heisen nodded. As a former general of the Salvation Army, he had some say in this matter.

"That's right, although the regular Knights members will report to their superiors no matter what they do to prevent disrupting their superiors' strategic arrangements. However, many members of their own ranks will not do this, and they only focus on earning merits. Some even believe in heroism and always want to do something alone... It is not impossible to do if they don't report to the Savior Army, just ambush and hunt demons."

St. George then finished his point in a bitter voice: "Afterward, if they still died at the hands of the demon, then no one else would know about the ambush."

"Anyway, before the investigation results come out, it's useless for us to guess here."

Giro finally put his hands behind his head, leaned on the back of the sofa chair, shaking his legs: "Talk, where is Mr. Siwei, have you not come back yet?"

As soon as the words finished, it seemed like a reenactment began, and another explosion came from the Alchemy Laboratory.

——Separation line—

"call……"

The white smoke with a pungent smell dissipated.

After letting out a sigh of relief, Xiwei then put away the magic shield in front of him.

Although I had known that the manufacturing process would not be simple, I didn’t expect that the production of artificial souls would be so difficult.

"But this time, I finally completed the heterogeneity of the magic power, as if I began to become the shell of the soul... It seems that it is still a little bit short... But there is not much time left... Ahem!"

Before he finished muttering, Sivi coughed again.

Halfway through the cough, he bent down in pain and spit out a mouthful of blood.

But in the blood, a black creature the size of a fly was drilling out of it, as if intending to slip away.

But Xiwei did not give it a chance. Almost the moment the other party appeared, he raised his hand and took its life with a Void Arrow.

"As it turns out, seeing that the infection to me is progressing slowly, I plan to use me as a springboard to sow other people while eroding me... It's not that simple, even if I die, I will stop monsters like you."

The rapid breathing made Xiwei's voice sound a little distorted, and the cold sweat covered with his forehead also made Xiwei look completely different from his usual ease.

"I was worried about what to do if I collapsed because I solved you before the final battle... I didn't expect that fate sent the last key to insurance to me."

Looking at the fire of the self in front of him, a weak smile appeared on Xiwei's face: "You were born in dawn and brought hope to mankind... So your name is Dawn." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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