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The sunshine in Dilno City is just right, and the afternoon breeze is not dry. Although it is still a little cold, it does not make people feel uncomfortable, and maintains an appropriate level.

The streets are still crowded with people, noisy, and the down-to-earth city atmosphere is heated in this slightly cold weather, allowing this modern and retro city to be full of vitality at this moment.

They are still immersed in these beautiful years, indulging in this peaceful time, unaware of everything that happened before.

It stands to reason that this is extremely abnormal.

After all, even if those terrifying fluctuations and huge noises were covered by the magic circle and mysteriously eliminated, the blood clan castle located on the edge of the center of Dilno City had actually become a ruin.

Even if they didn't feel the huge movement, they wouldn't turn a deaf ear to this shocking change.

Allen can only say a word of Faye cowhide.

It can only be said that for this kind of incident, the empire's extraordinary operations force is too experienced.

Before doing it, there is a [idle avoidance], then a [weakened presence], and the last [memory blur] to end.

These three tactics are enough to solve most of the problems.

Basically, the transcendents who have not achieved the Black Iron Step can't get rid of the effects of these spells and see the truth behind them.

And those who can reach this stage are basically people in the major forces, and they also know the severity, and will not clearly conflict with the empire's extraordinary operations department.

So, basically, when these three tactics go down, their actions have always been unimpeded, without the slightest wave of waves.

Except for a little care not to cause irreparable loss and damage, and to involve innocent citizens, everything else is basically reckless.

But basically under the blessing of spells, when they act and before they act, innocent passers-by will "subconsciously" leave their delineated work area, leaving this area empty.

So more, they just have to consider the damage to buildings and terrain.

After all, even if there is a corresponding mage who specializes in construction engineering to clean up the mess for them, they will not be too good-looking if it is really too much.

There is also a limit to dealing with follow-ups, and others will not be responsible for their faults beyond their ability.

And the blood castle near the center of Dilno city is different from the above-mentioned treatment method. Alan and the black-robed people who were anxious to leave at that time had no intention to deal with the follow-up in accordance with the imperial regulations.

Therefore, this old castle, which was originally vicissitudes of life, still looks like a dilapidated ruin with almost no prototype.

Fortunately, at least Ellen and the others did not leave without doing anything.

If that were the case, things would be a big deal.

So even though he walked in a hurry, Alan asked the black-robed man to help cover up.

None of the above-mentioned three-handed axe has been removed, but has been strengthened again. At least, ten days and a half months will not be a problem if there is no strong player of the same level to crack it.

And not only that, the black-robed people also blessed some illusions on it,

Although people subconsciously didn't feel anything wrong with this broken ruin, the recent city of Dilno was so noisy, those reporters who made a living by capturing news were running around in Dilno.

Although because of the immature technology of camera manufacturing and photo development, every photo taken is very valuable.

But if any guy accidentally took the look of the blood castle, the shots would not be able to confuse people.

It is precisely with this point in mind that the black robe talents will apply illusions that focus on light and shadow effects.

Although I can't confuse the extraordinary, at least it is enough to deal with ordinary people and photography machines.

On the streets of Dilno City, the crowd was bustling, and although it was not a grappling one, it was still lively.

The parents holding their children, the children holding their parents, old and young, big and small, seem to enjoy today's sunshine, with a gentle smile on their faces, strolling on this street.

And in this bustling crowd, a man dressed in black was walking against the current, heading in the opposite direction to the flow of people.

However, a strange scene happened.

It was never crowded, but the crowds that could be called dense, when they met this young man, they separated as if running water met a rock, and then suddenly closed together.

The children running around and laughing subconsciously avoided each other; the elderly parents with gentle smiles at the corners of their mouths voluntarily stepped away and opened a channel, but for some reason; the couples who held hands soon separated their hands suddenly, as if shy And shy, but more often, at a loss, seeming to not understand why I am so timid...

On this street, many people, when they met this young man in black, subconsciously dispersed and split the sides automatically.

But from the beginning to the end, these people didn't realize that there was something wrong. It seemed that they didn't see this person at all.

The young man in black didn't have any doubts about everything in front of him, but walked through the crowd indifferently, away from the noisy crowd, circling around in the alleys, and walked in front of a secluded or dilapidated building.

He raised his head, looked at the sign next to him, and stepped in.

In the distance, a handwriting has been blurred, and a sign dotted with mottled moss hung on the outer wall to remind people of the coming.

Alan walked in the dark corridor, extremely calm.

Then, after a soft sound that seemed to be a bang, he seemed to have penetrated some barrier, and the world became different.

In Allen's perception, the otherwise silent and lifeless world became noisy, with lively popularity.

In this empty tall building, there were also countless breaths and surging heartbeats.

The sudden sound and movement were enough to scare any unprepared guy to death.

After all, in this quiet environment where the silver needles are clearly audible when they land, it is not impossible to suddenly make a sound and be startled.

However, Allen is obviously not in this list.

He didn't stop in his footsteps, but just a few steps across the stairs that ordinary people would have to spend a while, and entered the highest floor of this tall building.

Of course, it is a tall building, but the highest is only the fifth floor.

But the general is drawn from the short man, and around here, this dilapidated building is barely able to rule the roost.

After all, standing on the window sill on the fifth floor and looking out, everything nearby can be described as unobstructed.

After saying hello to Austin's subordinates who were dealing with the injury and whispering, Allen walked directly to the window and stood beside Austin.

"Why, is there anything good here?"

As Allen said, he also looked out the window, saw the road when he came, saw the low eaves nearby, and saw the dark corners that were a little dirty because they were too remote.

However, he didn't find what Austin looked at so absorbedly.

He looked at Austin, but found that the other person's eyes were a little deep, as if his attention was not focused on everything in front of him, but was thinking deeply about other issues.

There was no response, Allen looked at Leonard a little puzzled and asked, "What happened?"

Although it took only a few breaths to enter the room, everything was already in sight.

Bol stood in the shadow not far from Austin, looking like a sculpture, and did not make a sound, just quietly guarding the opponent.

Leonard stood beside Austin and looked out the window, but he was not like Austin, just dignified.

And Acheson...

By the way, how about Acheson?

Allen looked around for a week, but as expected, he did not see the familiar figure.

He surrendered to Leonard with a puzzled look, waiting for the answer from the other party. 518 Chinese Network

Although he had already made contact with Austin and others before his arrival, he had only roughly determined the meeting place afterwards. As for more things, he didn't know.

After all, it was considered time-critical at the time, and there was no time to waste on things that weren't necessary.

"Abbott reported to us, and on our way back together, we were attacked and Abbott was seriously injured."

Renard spoke plainly and looked at Alan with plain eyes, and the sound transmission told him the details.

"What about Acheson?"

Allen asked again.

"Take care of Abbot in the back room."

Leonard snorted, and didn't say much.

Allen was silent for a while.

However, there is not too much worry and sorrow in his heart.

After all, although Abbott’s situation is not very good, the overall situation is much better.

Although his own people were injured, none of them died.

As a result, what more bicycles are needed.

As long as the person is not dead, then no matter how big the problem is, it is not a problem.

And Allen could hear that, although Leonard said Abbott was seriously injured, it doesn't mean that the opponent's condition is not good.

After all, if the problem is really big.

They won't have the mind to watch the scenery here anymore.

"Let's exchange information first."

Seeing how Austin had recovered, Allen decisively pulled him into the communication channel of the two, and together with a Bol, who had always been just a listener, formed a spiritual network of four.

However, this psychic network is mainly maintained by Alan and Leonard.

Just relying on the words of Bol and Austin, I am afraid that it is impossible to build such a tall thing.

Then, Allen, Leonard and others exchanged sufficient information on the previous situation and successfully resumed the previous battle that broke out on both sides at the same time.

"I said how suddenly I was able to receive news and connect to the magic circle. It turned out to be yours!"

Leonard looked at Alan in admiration, his eyes seemed a little surprised.

"No way, I don't know what is going on, Dalton has advanced Silver, and he still has an unknown source of [Immortal Stigmata] in his hand. I can't take him down for a while, so I can only find another way."

Allen spread his hands, seemingly dissatisfied.

"Nothing, in that case, it would be good to be able to do this."

Austin spoke, his voice a little hoarse, clearer due to the fluctuation of the spirit.

However, Allen could feel that Austin's mental will was even more tenacious.

"Yes, but it took some time after all."

Allen nodded, accepting the admiration of the others.

To be honest, he was just dissatisfied with himself, not really ignorant of what he did.

In the process of being able to fight with a silver caster of the Imperial Envoy [Immortal Stigmata], there is still more power, and the other party's arrangement has been destroyed, so he reconnected with Austin and others.

Just such a thing has already manifested Alan's extraordinaryness.

This level of combat power is really not a boast.

Not to mention that Allen is just the silver pinnacle of combat power, and changing to a real silver pinnacle may not be able to do better.

The gap between gold and silver is often larger than most people think.

Maybe they thought they had already understood that rank and level, but in fact, they didn't know enough.

After all, how could it be simple to become a sacred starting point.

However, because his skills have risen to a very high level, Allen has a glimpse and knows the whole picture. He has a considerable understanding of this level, which is why he is able to do so well.

To be honest, if it wasn't for Allen's physical fitness to limit his output, it would definitely not be a problem for him to slash Dalton himself.

After all, the skills that can be called the pinnacle among the Golden Ranks, being able to perform 30%, is enough to touch the barrier at the top of the silver.

Of course, if it is not a last resort, Allen will not choose to do so.

As for why, nonsense, if you swipe such a knife, you will die. Who will choose if it is not a last resort.

Allen now wants to play out most of his long-sword skills, and there is only one end, and that is the physical collapse, or the irreversible one.

Of such serious consequences, he certainly wouldn't use it rashly.

Just when Allen wanted to discuss Dalton's intentions with Austin and the others, and the way of ambushing Austin and the others, the door of the back room suddenly opened.

Immediately afterwards, Allen saw the handsome silver-haired Acheson walking out of it.

There was some dignity between his eyebrows, but there was an unconcealed relief in it.

"Well, Abbott is all right."

In the dark, Allen seemed to hear the people beside him breathe a sigh of relief in unison.

However, because he didn't have much contact with the opponent and he was not present when the opponent was injured, Allen didn't feel much.

Seeing Austin, who was communicating with Acheson about Abbott's condition, Allen's natural divergence, thinking strangely, floating, but accidentally turned to other places.

"By the way, Leonard, why didn't you stay with Abbott in there?"

Allen looked at the two people in full swing, and decisively transmitted Leonard alone.

Seriously, he was really puzzled.

Even if among them, there are no extraordinary people who are specialized in life-saving and healing jobs, such as [the pastor], but Leonard is not bad.

Although the [Necromancer] line sounds a bit horrible~lightnovelpub.net~ is not like a good thing, but you can't deny their research on the flesh and soul of living beings!

They are experts in playing with the soul and body, but they are also good at saving people.

Otherwise, after the night of the abyss, Leonard would not take the initiative to go to the hospital to become a doctor because of the scarcity of medical resources in the city of Gloria.

To be honest, although in terms of reputation, [Necromancer] may not be better than [Pharmacist] [Priest] and other professionals, but in terms of professionalism, it is definitely a leverage.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the empire to accept such a faction of wizards with bad marks and full of black materials. Although, it's just one of the lawful aspects.

But this can also reflect their abilities.

Allen really didn't want to understand why Leonard didn't treat the wounded in it.

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