Was it discovered? How was it discovered? I am currently a real shadow creature... Lumian grew out of the shadows in confusion.
He instantly flashed to the side of the iron soldier.
Kick, kick, kick, the iron soldier ran past him, and then found that the target had moved his position, so he could only slow down forcibly, half-twisted his body, and swept out the giant sword in his hand.
Lumian was well prepared and jumped up high, burning the air around him with blazing white flames, and punched the iron soldier in the neck.
when!
Amidst the noise like the ringing of church bells, the tall, heavy, and hard iron soldier was actually beaten back a step.
Its neck, which was covered with a metal shell, had a fist-sized depression, surrounded by fine cracks like spider webs.
Lumian's attack was simply "harvesting" and did not detect the opponent's weaknesses because there was no need for it.
Having read the book "The Production and Maintenance of Dolls" well, he knew exactly where the weaknesses of similar Tin Soldiers were!
Of course, he also made certain observations in advance to confirm that the iron soldier was of a conventional type and had not been modified.
The iron soldiers who encountered the "harvest" suddenly became violent. The giant sword in their hands was either slashing, sweeping, slashing or slashing, completely including the five or six meters surrounding area in the storm-like attack.
Lumian "teleported" directly to a dozen meters away, looked at the iron soldier, put one hand in his pocket, and pushed out his right palm.
Blazing white fireballs condensed out and hit the iron soldiers one after another.
The dark red light in the iron soldier's eyes suddenly brightened, locked onto Lumian, and ran towards him.
Boom!
It split open the blazing fire in front of it, endured the bombardment of other fireballs, and moved forward forcefully in the smoke and flames.
Almost at the same time, it lost sight of Lumian again.
Lumian flashed onto its shoulder, half-crouched down, and punched hard, landing on the depression left before.
With a cry, blazing white flames burned violently on his fist.
when!
Another sound like a heavy hammer striking a big bell broke out.
Lumian's figure immediately faded, avoiding the iron soldier's left hand that let go of the giant sword and grabbed it.
The next second, there was a loud creaking sound, and the depression in the tin soldier's neck completely collapsed.
The spiderweb-like gaps around it quickly spread to the head and body.
The iron soldier struggled forward, and the metal fragments on his body fell one after another, as if it was raining iron.
Lumian's figure was quickly outlined not far away, and he said with a "haha" smile:
"Don't you remember the lesson you learned before?
"The same mistake will be made again.
"Oh, I forgot, you have no brain."
As soon as Lumian finished speaking, the iron soldier who was struggling to move forward completely disintegrated and collapsed into a pile of metal fragments.
Lumian then turned his attention to the other side of Dades Agriculture Company.
The remaining iron soldier's whole body was quietly burning with dark flames, his movements became slower and slower, and there were more and more rust.
Bang! It fell to the ground, motionless, and lost the sense of oppression.
Wearing a cotton nightgown, with a looming spring breeze, Julie stood beside him with a leisurely posture. She saw the tin soldier quickly shrinking in size, and quickly returned to the appearance of a child's toy.
The metal fragments near Lumian were also shrinking, and it didn't take long before they could only be called debris.
Julie cast her eyes on him and praised with a gentle smile:
"Boss, you are more powerful than I thought."
You can praise me if you want to praise me, but why are you staring at my crotch... Lumian said "ha":
"You are not weak either."
Julie blinked and said:
"But why don't you look at me and say?"
"Because there is nothing under your crotch." Lumian ignored Julie and walked directly to Dades Agriculture Company.
Julie's expression suddenly became gloomy, and her face flickered in and out of light.
After a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and said:
"Soon you won't have any either."
At this time, Lumian had arrived at the half-collapsed building and inspected the traces of the battle left at the scene.
"Explosion, high temperature, fire, attacks directly hitting the key structures of the house... It is indeed a battle between 'hunters'... Someone was injured, more than one, but the blood was burned until only scorch marks were left..."
Lumian quickly circled around the explosion ruins and found many corpses.
Some of those corpses were nothing special. For example, the employees of the company on duty at night died from the aftermath of the explosion, suffocation caused by thick smoke, burning flames and falling heavy objects. The other parts may only have pieces of flesh and blood left, or their bodies may be incomplete.
, as if it had been violently dismantled.
Lumian noticed that on one of the corpses whose head was still intact, there was a faint redness between the eyebrows, and something seemed to be slowly crawling under the skin, trying to get out.
"I have seen similar marks on Gu Xing's eyebrows...
"It's really the 'Iron Cross' trying to attack Vanak..."
"With the addition of Albus Medici, they have become emboldened to start eliminating possible competitors and disruptors?
"But it seems to have failed... Vanak is indeed very powerful. Faced with the siege of the 'Iron Cross', Albus and Gusin may also be on the scene, and they can actually kill a few and escape...
"The 'Iron Cross' is really cooperating with Albus and really believes in this descendant of Medici? Doesn't Gusin know what the surname Medici represents?
"Well, they know, but they want to use Albus Medici. Is this the kind of cooperation where each has its own conspiracy?"
While thoughts flashed through Lumian's mind, Julie walked over and stayed beside him.
"Did you see anything?" Julie asked.
Lumian laughed:
"Shouldn't I ask you this? You 'witches' are good at divination, but I'm not."
Julie's expression has returned to normal, and she said with bright eyes:
"I've tried it, but I haven't gained much. One or a few of them may be carrying items of high quality."
Without waiting for Lumian to respond, she glanced sideways at her boss and said:
"The Albus you are afraid of seems to have established an alliance with Gusin's group."
Lumian nodded slightly and said:
"It's probably them trying to get rid of Vanak."
"After that, they will try to get rid of me, you, and all the 'hunters' and 'witches' in Morola." Julie smiled lightly and extended an invitation, "Boss, I know you won't trust me.
It's impossible to trust you unless you only have that thing left, but facing the threats from Albus and Gusin, can we temporarily cooperate?"
You? A "witch" who doesn't like studying and only knows how to do twisted things. Why should you cooperate with me? I just want to study quietly and concentrate on it... Lumian cursed a few times and laughed:
"sure."
His purpose is to make it easier to obtain the information accumulated by the Witch Sect and the preparations they completed through "cooperation".
Julie was about to say something more when she suddenly saw a group of law enforcers in black robes running towards the direction of the Church of Knowledge.
Her eyes moved slightly and she said to Lumian:
"I'll leave first. If you have any questions, we'll talk to you tomorrow morning."
Lumian glanced at the leading law enforcer and found that it was not Sallysette.
He responded thoughtfully to Julie:
"OK."
Julie immediately walked into the shadows not far away and disappeared before his eyes.
Lumian stared at the corpses in the ruins for a few seconds, then turned and left Dades Agricultural Company and turned into the nearest alley.
In the dark night, he moved forward neither quickly nor slowly, thinking about a problem he had just discovered:
Will there be too many people from the "Iron Cross" infiltrating Morola?
In order to deal with Wanak, four or five people died just now!
This is not just a matter of whether they can infiltrate so many members, or whether the Church of Knowledge is too unrestrained, but it should be that no secret organization is willing to bear such a large loss of members.
You must know that Morola is the place where "0-01" is sealed, and every extraordinary person sent here must be mentally prepared for a high probability of sacrifice.
The Witch Sect only allows one Sequence 5 Extraordinary to infiltrate at a time. Unless the previous "Witch" loses contact and has no response, it will not send a second one. The "Iron-Blooded Cross" really doesn't care about middle- and low-level Extraordinaries at all.
, use them as cannon fodder?
"Well, this doesn't seem too strange for war, but a commander with a right mind would only sacrifice his soldiers at critical moments instead of letting them die on the road. Or maybe Gu Xin developed a large number of soldiers in Morola
New 'Hunters' have joined..." Lumian suddenly thought of Gu Xin and the bloody mark between the eyebrows of the corpse, and thought of the stone statue and the oil lamp deep in the underground fog, "Or, the real 'Iron-Blooded Cross'
There are only two or three members including Gu Xin, and the others are all produced in batches using special secret contract rituals?"
After thinking about this, Lumian laughed:
"If this is the case, something very interesting might happen when Gu Xin and the others hold a ceremony to create soldiers next time. The oil lamp I added seasoning should bring about different changes...
"I don't know what kind of soldiers will appear..."
Lumian's pace became faster and faster, and it didn't take long before he returned to the "Carnivore" bar, sat in front of the desk, and made a ball of blazing white fire to use as a gas wall lamp.
He wanted to seize the time to read "Examples of Construction of Underground Tombs" so that he could go to the Church of Knowledge to take the exam tomorrow morning and borrow more books.
"Don't let anything else delay my study..." Lumian muttered, immersed himself in reading hard.
Amidst the sound of turning pages from time to time, he suddenly turned his head and cast his cold and sharp eyes on the mirror in the room.
Water suddenly appeared on the surface of the mirror, highlighting a figure with black eyes, bright red hair, and an angular face.
Vanak Lumian, who was attacked just now, narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing, waiting for the other party to speak.
Vanak's figure swayed slightly, as if affected by the swaying of the water.