Mage Veja

Chapter 107 Trapped beasts still fighting?

Time came to noon.

When Veigar disappeared, Nightingale took the lead and Oli assisted.

Temporarily mobilize the law enforcement team in the headquarters that has not yet been on duty, and start a carpet search from the 6th floor down.

However, the mage team did not participate in it.

Because the mage team was small in number, they were ordered to block the walls and entrances to prevent Veigar from escaping. As long as the entrances and exits were strictly guarded, Veigar would be nothing more than a turtle in a urn.

The search team exceeded 800 people.

Among them, there are more than 60 single-professionals, and there is also a 10-person professional team.

According to expectations, with so many people dispatched and the search target location is not large, the target person should be found within a few hours, but things went beyond Nightingale and Oli's expectations.

6, 5, 4 floors.

These three floors have been turned upside down by them. It's not that they haven't found the target person, but that they haven't found even a little trace of the target person, and even the casualties that should have been there have not appeared.

It seems that the target person has evaporated?

In desperation, Nightingale could only order Oli to continue searching on the lower 3rd, 2nd, and 1st floors. He hoped to find the target person before dark, because blocking the headquarters for a long time is not a long-term solution.

However, Nightingale didn't know that his starting point was wrong.

until the room is empty.

Veigar walked out of the bathroom in the suite. He did not jump out from the seventh floor as Nightingale imagined, and then landed on the 6th, 5th, and 4th floors with all his strength. Finally, he was trapped under a carpet search. battle.

All he did was throw the vase out the window.

Create an illusion that he broke through the window and fled immediately.

Especially at such a critical moment when every second counts, Veija predicted that the nightingale would go downstairs to look for him as soon as she saw that the cooked duck had flown away, instead of spending a lot of time searching for people who had already gone upstairs. Empty suite.

Everything was exactly as Vega imagined.

Even though Nightingale knew that Veigar could not escape from the Law Enforcement Bureau blocked by the mage team, in order to catch up with him immediately, she jumped towards the window to the sixth floor and launched a carpet search.

Even though they put Nightingale together, it didn't mean that Vega was safe.

Just like a priceless diamond ring dropped into the sewer, you will subconsciously retrieve it by brute force. When you find that you cannot retrieve it by brute force, you will calm down and think about countermeasures, or seek help from others.

When all floors 1-6 have been searched.

Then Nightingale must calm down and think about what went wrong. At this time, the 7th floor that has not been searched will become very obvious, and Vega's trace will naturally be exposed.

Trapped beast.

This is the current situation of Vega.

With the entrance and exit already blocked, he had absolutely no chance of escaping.

Heaven, underground?
First of all, he is not wind and earth skills, even if he is wind and earth skills, if he wants to master flying and earth escaping skills, it is at least possible for him to be at least a low-level magician or above.

But waiting to die is not Veigar's style.

Even a trapped beast will try its best to fight for the last time.

But please wait.

When had he ever admitted that he was a beast?
He is not a trapped beast, and he will never admit that he is the prey of the enemy.

That's right!

he is a hunter,

He wants to be a hunter who fears even tigers, cheetahs, and poisonous snakes.

right here.

Let's make a fuss.

with gushing blood,

Tell those "hunters" who are sneering at the corners of their mouths and intend to send him to the grave, but who are arrogant and despise him, who is the real hunter and who is the real prey.

Veigar walked out the door of the suite.

He calculated the time, and it would probably take until evening to finish searching floors 1-3.

So he hid in a dark corner where he could escape, and he wanted to wait here quietly for the dark.

because.

The invisible blade is the deadliest.

----

time flies.

It took more than four hours to thoroughly search floors 1-3 with a carpet search method.

By this time the sun had set.

In half an hour it will be completely dark.

Nightingale withdrew her trick formula and revealed her figure.

He stood in the middle of the hall on the first floor, the red sunset dyed him golden yellow, but his face was dull.

Standing around him were Oli and his party who had turned floors 1-6 upside down.

"Master Nightingale?"

Ole bravely stepped forward and asked, "What should we do now?"

Nightingale didn't reply.

He was already lost in thought at this time, because all this was not in line with common sense.

First of all, there is no reason for the target person to disappear, because the Enforcement Administration, to put it bluntly, is only a 7-story building. He has carried out a carpet search from top to bottom, and has never missed any corner.

So where the hell is this damn little mouse?
Nightingale became a little angry. As a seasoned hunter, dozens of prey, if not hundreds, died in his hands.

Among them are many high-ranking government officials and important members of the military.

But today in his own territory, he spent a whole day and failed to catch a little mouse. This kind of frustration that was going crazy made him feel quite ashamed.

Yes, it's a shame.

But this shame made Nightingale's blood start to boil.

How long?
He had never experienced such a sense of shame.

Different from the thinking of ordinary strong men, Nightingale liked shame more than glory, especially the shame of being ruthlessly played by the enemy between applause and being so embarrassed that he was covered in mud, which could almost make his blood boil with excitement.

Because he knows.

The moment when I personally send the clever prey to the grave and wash away my shame will be the supreme climax.

He regained his composure almost instantly.

This is the most basic professional quality for a qualified hunter.

After 15 minutes of silence, he spotted fragments of vases and glass shards that hadn't been cleaned up in the open space.

"I see."

The corner of Nightingale's mouth finally pulled into a smile.

He strode forward, and said in an extremely firm tone: "Oli, take your people, search the 7th floor with me now, and let this little mouse know that in front of the hunter, there is nowhere to hide for any prey .”

Da da da--

The distinctive echo of military boots reverberates through the General Enforcement Building.

Without deliberately lowering her voice, Nightingale wanted to tell Vega that they had arrived.

At the entrance of the seventh floor.

Nightingale even imagined Veigar's frightened expression because of the reverberation of his military boots.

Feel free to run away.

In front of him, perform a battle of trapped beasts.

The scarlet tongue licked the chapped lips, and the joy of washing away the shame made Nightingale's blood boil completely.

But at this moment.

The last afterglow of the setting sun has disappeared on the horizon, and the night dominates the land again.

(End of this chapter)