Boom!
A huge figure directly broke through the door panel, slammed into the wall fiercely, and then slid down... After it slid down, it didn't move at all, because its vitality had completely disappeared.
What can be seen is a fist-sized blood hole on its chest.
From behind the broken door, the Witch of Mind walked out slowly, glanced at it casually, and then turned around... In the room, Farrell, who had cleaned his hair and body, put on a white suit and a blue shirt , walked out slowly.
Miss Witch's workmanship is good, she didn't match the most vicious knight in history with a peculiar hairstyle, but just trimmed short, dry hair.
He seemed to be a little stronger again... He really began to grow flesh, and Miss Witch secretly thought that this guy was really poisoned, with only more than 10% of his strength
"Why did this guy go berserk all of a sudden?" Miss Witch frowned at this moment, "The knight agency should give these people a normal life and work, and the registered orc bloodlines should all be injected with the vaccine to suppress the berserk."
Farrell just said indifferently: "The vaccines used now should still use the old long-term formula. Although the effect is still there, after generations, they have produced some antibodies on their bodies. The animal nature has not been wiped out. On the contrary, once stimulated It’s going to get worse.”
As he said that, he turned his head and looked out the window... The city was full of flames, and the sound of screams continued. Suddenly, Farrell's eyes locked on the soul witch.
His gaze was like the eternal starlight, even though she possessed spiritual power, she seemed to be under the huge starry sky at this moment, and she seemed so small.
Miss Gillian forced a coquettish smile, "Mr. Knight, are you planning to invite me on a date?"
Farrell pondered for a moment, then frowned, "What kind of role did you... in this incident?"
Almost at the moment of speaking, Farrell ignored all the defenses of this spiritual maiden. Like a naive child, he directly pinched her neck, lifted her up, and pressed her against the wall. .
She struggled in pain, her legs kept kicking in the air, but she only felt that the suffocation was getting worse... Were those Knights of the Round Table also so desperate when they faced Farrell
"It's...it's me...I rescued you from...from the prison...and I'll give you...the solution, the antidote..." She said this with difficulty, her hands tightly grasping the other's arm, her eyes terrified.
Between opening and closing his eyes, Farrell seemed to suddenly become quieter, and slowly loosened his fingers little by little... The loosening was very slow, and his fingers seemed to be very stiff.
Miss Witch didn't have time to wait for his fingers to be completely loosened, and after seeing a slight looseness, she struggled desperately to break Farrell's fingers.
She was able to get free, slid from the wall and sat on the ground, breathing frantically, while her body couldn't help trembling slightly... Looking up, she looked at the man with a calm face in horror.
"You haven't answered my question yet." Without the slightest comfort, he just stared at the lady witch coldly, "Don't worry, my promise will not change, I will do what I promised you... I will What you want to get, hand delivered to your tombstone."
"You..." Miss Gillian shivered subconsciously.
At the most dangerous moment just now, she used her spiritual power, intending to invade the other party's heart, but her power instantly overwhelmed the other party's madness, violence, mourning, and all kinds of negative emotions.
For a moment, she seemed to have spent a hundred years like hell in the spiritual world.
"Oberon..."
After coughing a few times in pain, she still breathed in the fresh air greedily, and at the same time said nervously: "He is the leader of an organization called Doomsday Mythology. This organization has absorbed many guys on the most wanted list of the Magicians Association. Why? It seems to be an organization against the Association of Magicians. But it is not... It is actually an organization engaged in the orc liberation movement as a cover. The core members of the doomsday myth are almost all guys with orc blood."
"Orcs..." Farrell mused.
Miss Witch's voice continued: "It took me a lot of time to get close to the inside of the Dao group... The antidote I used for you was made by a pharmacist in the doomsday myth. Of course! The material is my hard work Collected back."
Having said that, she quietly took a look at Farrell, and seeing that the other party hadn't changed at all, she lowered her head and continued talking.
"Look up and look at me."
Miss Witch had no choice but to raise her head, gritted her teeth and said, "I overheard their plan this time, so I had an idea in my heart...but it was just an idea, but Goddess of Fate seemed to favor me very much. When they first acted, there was A member lost his hand and was captured by the knight agency."
"Did you really miss it?" Farrell's eyes suddenly became sharp... yes, it was sharp.
Miss Witch shuddered immediately, and quickly said: "Really! I originally planned to do it myself, but I don't know why Red was seriously injured, and then fell into the hands of Dalgoni the Clown … I did not lie!"
"go on."
The witch had no choice but to say slowly: "The people of Doomsday Mythology once asked me to help the members of these operations to protect their hearts, so as to prevent them from revealing their plans due to torture after being arrested. Red has my spiritual protection, at least for a short time. There is no way to speak, and the knight agency is helpless at this time."
"So you appeared in front of them and asked to see me in exchange?" Farrell quickly figured out the cause and effect, and shook his head slightly.
"It's no different from suicide!" Miss Witch argued: "How could a small organization be able to fight against the entire knight organization and the British government! Since they intend to die, and they have the belief that they must die... I Why can't you use it a little bit?"
"You are very much like your mother." Farrell said softly suddenly.
Miss Witch lost her mind for a moment... It was like an illusion, as if she saw a flash of complicated color in this man's eyes.
But he quickly asked in a deep voice: "Is there no more? I don't like any little lies."
"It's really gone, it's gone..." Miss Witch said hastily, "It's just... but."
"But what?"
Miss Witch frowned and said: "I'm just guessing. It seems that the leader of the doomsday myth had contact with someone from zhèngfu... before this plan started. I suspect that Oberon's action this time is not as simple as one-sided. There must be something tricky. I really don't believe that this guy Oberon will do some seemingly stupid things. It's just that my power can't invade his heart, so I don't know what he really thinks, and he never really Trust me. Even this operation is only the real team in the doomsday myth. At least one-third of them are still playing cat and mouse games with the Association of Magicians in Europe... But, no matter what Say, I still managed to get you out of prison."
"Stupid..." Farrell looked thoughtfully at the spreading fire outside the window.
Suddenly, he turned around and walked out.
Miss Witch quickly asked, "Where are you going?"
"Besides helping you find things... Do something a little bit." Farrell walked down the stairs of the hotel without losing his head.
Miss Witch had no choice but to get up quickly, and hurriedly followed.
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Inside the Social Work Center.
The crazy orc is tied with a special bondage belt made by the knight agency, which is one of the props found in Nick's car.
But at this time, the berserk was obviously not completely calmed down... It still had scarlet eyes open, and saliva kept flowing out of its mouth. This kind of edge state is like a volcano about to erupt, as if it just needs a slight stimulus, it will go crazy again.
But no matter what, Miss Orc's method of appeasing it is obviously effective, but the effect is not too ideal.
Le was a little scared, but also a little confused. At this time, he clasped his hands tightly, and stood in front of it like this, showing a dejected expression.
Klein and Neil walked over, opened the translation software, and Klein said slowly: "Miss Le, it is obvious that he is not in a good condition now... Excuse me, do you know what happened?"
Le seemed a little scared. She looked at the night sky outside, "Calling... We heard the original call. It inspired the most primitive animal nature in our hearts. They couldn't resist this original impulse, so they lost themselves. will go into a state of madness."
"That's why you used the method of hurting yourself to wake yourself up?" Klein quickly realized the meaning behind the other party's earlier actions.
Le nodded silently, "I'm a mixed blood, so my animal nature is relatively weaker than that of a pure blood."
Klein took a deep breath and said, "Miss Le, the situation is more dangerous now. Let me make a long story short. There was a thug who used some means to forcibly turn all the orcs in the fog city into madness... You also saw Now, the whole city is like a sea of flames now... We need you, Miss Le, or rather, your method of calming them down!"
This was the result of a brief discussion between Klein and Nick after seeing Le's strangeness. They didn't immediately inform the Knight Agency, because they were not sure whether it was feasible.
Besides, the knight organization in the Wudu area is probably almost empty now... All the staff, even the logistics staff, have already started to carry out the task of suppressing the riot.
"You mean... the Pact of the Moon?" Le frowned.
"Is the song you sing called [Moon Deed]?"
Le nodded, "That's the sacrificial song that we sing when we worship our ancestors. It can calm us down... I don't know if it's really useful. I just planned to try it at the time. You also saw... the effect It's not too obvious."
It was still on the verge of chaos, struggling from time to time like a chained beast, and then roared a few times.
"Even if it's just to delay their actions a little bit!" Klein said quickly, "This will be of great help to us... Can you please help us with this?"
Le frowned, "Why should I help you? Help you suppress my people, and then wait for your butcher knife to fall?"
"We just want to resolve this crisis." Klein said sincerely, "We don't intend to hurt anyone... whether it's human beings or you! Do you know that your clansmen are all here? Residents with legal status and formal jobs. They could have lived in peace and stability, but now they are in endless pain. I believe that they live here, with their own families, companions, friends, and neighbors. I firmly believe that, If they were sober, they would definitely not want to see themselves destroying the city like this... You can feel the pain in their hearts."
The girl fell into hesitation, and looked back at the painful and violent orc with a hint of unbearable color.
"Please trust us, trust me, Miss Le!" Klein bowed at 90 degrees, then raised his head quickly, stretched out his hand and pressed down Nick's waist at 90 degrees, " I started in the name of the knights, I just want to help them, and then quell this riot! Afterwards, I will definitely make a plea to my superior, Mr. Gareth, one of the great twelve knights, let He pleaded for these orcs! They are just victims, not sinners who should be treated unfairly!"
"You didn't lie." Le let out a breath, and finally nodded slowly, "Okay... I'll try it. But... what should I do, teach you [Moon Deed]?"
Klein was overjoyed immediately, and the black Nick, who was finally able to straighten his back, grabbed Klein's cell phone and started talking: "I'm afraid it won't work, I think we may not have the ability to exert the power of this lullaby , so I still need you to come!"
"This is our sacrificial song, not a lullaby!!" Miss Orc was super fierce.
"Whatever!" Nick said quickly: "I already have a preliminary plan!" However, I need you all to step up and do me a favor! "
As he said that, Nick looked out the window and saw a truck that had crashed into the wall of the social work center because of a gangster, and whistled, "First, we need to modify this big guy."
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Song Dynasty Hotel.
The door of the presidential suite was opened hastily at this time, and Mr. Peter Chen was holding a metal baseball bat in his hand, and he was also wearing an ancient chain mail armor from the Middle World of Europe. Look in a hurry!
"Master Qiu! Oh, God, that's great, you're fine!"
At this time, Mr. Chen looked like a loyal escort, and pressed the motorcycle helmet on his head with one hand, "It's dangerous outside! Master Qiu, don't be afraid, I will protect you! I will call all the security guards to come up to this floor I promise, even a single BlazBlue won't be able to fly in..."
A fly flitted past his eyes.
"… Come."
Snapped!
"Where did you get Mr. Chen's suit of armor?" Seeing Peter Chen's nondescript appearance, Boss Luo couldn't help asking curiously.
"This? This is an antique in the exhibition room, so I put it on!" Peter Chen puffed up his chest and said, "What! There are a few more, do I want to bring you one too... I think I still want it !"
"Thank you." Luo Qiu smiled slightly, "But I think it's unnecessary... Also, Mr. Chen, are you sleepy?"
"Sleepy?" Chen Peter said immediately: "Why am I sleepy at this time! I will definitely cheer up!! No matter what thugs or terrorist organizations dare to come, I will let him come in vertically and go out horizontally! !"
"No, you are sleepy." Luo Qiu said softly, "You are also sleepy."
Quietly, Chen Peter fell directly to the ground, making a sound of sound sleep that seemed to spread, and at the same time there were silent falls to the ground outside the door.
In an instant, all the guests, employees, and even the fleeing rats in the parking lot in the Song Dynasty Hotel also lost consciousness.
Luo Qiu waved his hand, and a light curtain appeared, covering his face one after another.
I only heard him casually saying: "So... where should I start?"
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ps: (7/30), why there are still more...