Culture Conquers Foreign Worlds

The flesh of Harvey's eyebrows flicked, and his spirit enveloped a strange sense of crisis. This was the perceptual feedback of the second-order prophecy spells, which meant that there was something that threatened Harvey.

"[Danger Perception]

Spell Type: Prophecy

Class: Second-order

Description: Can help the caster predict the existence of danger. "

The heavy silver water dissolves and falls from the ring on Harvey's right hand, penetrates into the floor and combines with the wooden carriage to strengthen the carriage structure.

"Count, prepare for the shock."

Count Henrietta hurriedly grabbed the railing inside the carriage when he heard the words, his fat cheeks were covered with cold sweat, and he was very grateful that he and Harvey came out together. The guards beside him would definitely not be able to stop an assassin of this level.

"boom!"

The carriage seemed to be bombarded by artillery shells, and it was lifted several meters away with the horses. However, under such a terrifying attack, the carriage was only sunken on the door surface. In less than a second, the metal door of the carriage was reversed and returned to its normal state. Aftershocks from the shock wave, the horse's body fell on its knees, leaving a lot of blood in its nostrils and mouth, wheezing and breathing, not far from death.

Because of the special structure of heavy silver water, the impact force cannot penetrate into the interior of the car.

"What!? Leon's steam gun is specially customized by the workshop. The instantaneous pressure of the steam cylinder can even propel a train at high speed. The steel bullet sprayed by the ultra-high pressure can penetrate through the concrete several meters thick. How could it be possible to stop it!" The members of the Iris Knights who sensed the voice looked incredible. It was not that the firearms were insufficient, but the defensive ability of the carriage was too weird.

The heavy silver water is a gift from the Sea-Monster Queen to Harvey. It is a biological weapon created by a high-ranking spellcaster thousands of years ago to deal with dangerous environments. It has a small amount of self-thinking and can automatically seek out enemies. , Defense, attack, being able to be used by the Sea-Monster Queen shows how extraordinary this constructed weapon made by a human spellcaster really is.

Although the carriage cannot be seen from the distance where the assassin was shot, the situation of the carriage can be judged by the sound.

"Did not penetrate the carriage door!? The carriage has been checked before. It is undoubtedly an ordinary carriage. So it was Harvey Adrian who blocked the attack. Isn't he a mid-level spellcaster!?" It is impossible for a median caster who is good at protection spells to block this attack.

The assassin still wanted to shoot, but he suddenly stopped, letting go of this custom-made steam gun, and his body slowly melted into the shadows.

There was dull footsteps in the corridor outside the room.

"Boom!" The stone wall was shattered, and a brawny man carrying a big sword walked in to check the situation of the room. He saw the bodies of the members of the Knights of Iris on the ground, the muscles bulging like a hill, and the big sword in his hand. Shaking slightly, the strong man calmly looked around every corner of the room.

A blade of light appeared silently from the shadow behind the strong man, and suddenly pierced the back of the strong man, with the target being the heart.

"Ding!"

The blade of the dagger drew a fire from the darkened muscles. The strong man did not turn his head, his thighs suddenly kicked backwards, his leg joints twisted to a very strange angle, and the kick was suddenly and violently, directly. Kicked the shadow assassin out and smashed the wall behind, and the assassin's chest was obviously hollow.

"Billy the Steeler." The assassin spit out blood and calmly called out the strong man's name.

The brawny man turned his head and grinned and said, "If you know my name, then know that I am capable."

"Control the muscles at will. Special metal has been injected into the muscles. It can combine with metal at special times to exert a strong defense force. You can also control the body through muscles at will." The assassin sneered and stood up: "It seems that I am playing a little bit. Excessive, but your opponent is not me."

The assassin gradually disappeared in the shadows, and the knights who awakened the blood were usually very single. They were either restrained or unrelated. Although the strong man could catch the assassin and give a fatal blow when he attacked, he could not stop him from escaping.

"Is it a shadow-related ability? This kind of ability is considered precious among the bloodline knights. Why would such a person come to be an assassin? He also knows about our intelligence, and he seems to have a companion in his tone. "The iris member who was in charge of monitoring intelligence whispered to himself. A knight who died also understood that something was wrong.

"Billy, protect the earl and Mr. Adrian, and bring them back into the hall. We need to report this unusual situation to the team leader... Wait, Billy, who is going towards you? !"

There was a deep roar.

"When it comes to strength, it is muscle, and when it comes to muscle, it is wrestling. Wrestling is an ancient competitive sport for mankind. Steelman Billy, I long ago wanted to compare with you who is the king of power! Put down your weapons and come. Let’s interpret what is the beauty of power wrestling!"

"boom!"

The wall was smashed to pieces. Billy's body was hit by a force stronger than a cannonball, and he fell from a place as high as the fourth floor. Because Billy's body was injected with a lot of special metal, he fell directly on the ground. Smashing the floor tiles under him, standing in front of Billy, a strong man in a wrestling suit was using a bodybuilding posture to show his muscles, his sweat shining brightly under the light.

"I'm Van Armstrong, the king of wrestling, a man obsessed with the beauty of power."

The members of the Iris Knights who heard the voice twitched. Van Armstrong, the wrestler king, is a well-known person in Norton. The title of the wrestler king is not self-styled. It is indeed the honor he won with his own strength. Such a person. Why join an underground organization?

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"Ahem~!" The shadow assassin came out of the shadow and fell into a dark room. In addition to the shadow assassin, there were four or five people in similar uniforms and an old man wearing a gray robe and holding a staff.

One person helped the shadow assassin to feed him the potion that healed his injuries. After drinking the potion, his face improved a lot, and the sunken part of his chest stopped bleeding.

The old man in the robe said solemnly: "Sorry, I want to withdraw from this operation."

A person next to him dissatisfied: "Master Hart, what are you talking about? We have promised a magic workshop in exchange. Are you still not satisfied?"

The spellcaster named Hart shook his head slowly: "It’s not a question of dissatisfaction. Don’t you understand that after seeing that attack? Iris bloodline knights are good, but one of the targets this time, Harvey. Adrian is too unusual! Unlike what you said before, he is definitely not just a median caster."

"His level registered in the Magic Association and the Royal Spellcaster Association is the lower caster. I think the median caster has already overestimated him."

Hart sneered, "Middle caster? Even if I use Tier 3 prophecy, I can't find the slightest information from him. I don't understand why you choose this kind of target to shoot. Even if I owe you a favor from the Barron royal family, this Favor is not enough to make me sell my life. The other party seems to be observing now. My advice to you is to try not to stimulate the other party. The other party must have noticed that they are the bait, and Duke Anderson is the target."

One person said in a cold tone: "No matter what, the plan must be carried out at this level! We have dispersed the power of the Iris Knights. If Master Hart does not take action, we will not be able to lure Zimmer out."

The atmosphere fell silent, and Master Hart nodded and said: "Well, this time I will pay back the favor of the Barron royal family. I will not do anything, but I can give you a few one-time magic crystals that I personally treasure~www.readwn. The actions after com~ have nothing to do with me."

The effect of the spell crystal is almost a one-time cast. The throughput of the ether element of the spell crystal is much stronger than that of the temporary cast. With the blessing of the magic circle, the spell cast by the spell crystal will be more effective than the caster himself. Spellcasters will always keep spell crystals to be used as a precaution.

Hart handed these people four high-level spell crystals with a pain on his face.

[High-level activation technique]: Can temporarily activate plants or other inorganic substances, and the effect lasts for 20 minutes.

[Range Silence]: In an area within a 50-meter radius of silence, the caster in the silenced range cannot chant for ten minutes.

【Lava Ejection】: Change a small area into a small volcano and eject a large amount of lava.

[Cat Shape Surgery]: The target can be turned into a cat, and the duration is determined by the mental strength of the subject.

The four spell crystals inscribed with third-order spells are far more effective than regular third-order spells, and are more than enough to deal with a high-ranking spellcaster.