About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

Mo Wente looked at the figures standing around the Seventh King's Cavalry with mixed emotions.

Although Mowente had always hoped to see them appear on the battlefield,...

Seeing them now that his home had been destroyed, it was hard for him to be happy.

And just when Wente was thinking about all these, the figures standing in all directions started to move.

They raised the staffs in their hands and chanted obscure but melodious incantations.

Then, a huge spherical magic circle opened in the middle of the battlefield.

The entire battlefield and even the entire fortress were enveloped in the center of this formation.

At that moment, the sound disappeared.

The flow of air also disappeared.

All connections with the outside world have disappeared, and even Mowente can no longer feel the earth beneath his feet.

He could only see the terrifying magic that was slowly weaving in front of him, spreading the magic power fluctuations.

Demonic formations descended from the sky one after another, and countless blood on the battlefield gathered at their feet. Then, a cubic frame was built around the seventh king's cavalry, and strings of curses were woven there. The cube is woven with constant intersections.

At the same time, the aftermath of the spell became larger and more violent, and huge magic circles appeared all around, surrounding everyone and interspersing among the crowd.

In the end, a cube that seemed to be able to swallow even light was woven out of the body of the Seventh King Cavalry.

Then, silently, the cube shrank in an instant, and together with the Seventh King's Cavalry, disappeared without a trace.

199. There is a mole in the [-]-in-[-], terminate the transaction!

The seventh king's knight disappeared.

In full view of everyone, he disappeared without a trace.

Everyone was wondering what happened to him.

Was he killed?Or was he teleported somewhere?Or was it sealed?

no one knows.

Even the corpses in that area were used as energy raw materials in the magic just now, and then turned into dust.

The battlefield that was just littered with corpses was now as deserted as it was before the war started.

The soldiers in the stronghold were still waiting for orders, but Birkinsche just floated in the air silently without saying a word.

A group of great mystics still stood in the center of the battlefield, silent.

At least it felt like silence.

But in Mowente's golden eyes, he saw their slightly trembling lips.

"Is that person... here..."

"...didn't show up..."

"what to do……"

"...Moreover...the tyrant...leave..."

From the vibration, Mowente learned some syllables, but they were too vague and fragmented to sort out any effective information.

"Who else didn't show up? What do you mean?" Mo Wente frowned.

Just as he was trying to concentrate on gathering more information, Deidel suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

Mo Wente was stunned. Although he knew Guo Guo and had heard about this legendary ranger for a long time, the other party did not recognize him.

Being noticed at this moment, Mo Wente was helpless and could only look away angrily.

He couldn't afford to offend any of the big guys in this circle, so it was better to keep a low profile.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to have any intention of causing trouble for him. They discussed something else, and then with bursts of trance light and shadow, the figures disappeared one after another.

"Just leaving like that?" Mowente frowned slightly.

He thought that the Secret Sanctuary was finally planning to make some big move this time...

Well, that can't be said. Being able to directly intervene in a battlefield and perform some kind of method on one of the king cavalry, at least to make it temporarily unable to appear, is a good record in itself.

But, that is the secret sanctuary after all.

When they appeared, even if Mowente didn't trust them, he had imagined for a moment that they were coming to sound the clarion call for counterattack around the world.

Unfortunately, he really thought too much.

After achieving the victory, they broke away in one blow without even leaving a name. This method of action was more in line with Mowente's consistent impression of them.

Compared to Mowente's subtle mood, the other soldiers seemed very happy.

Obviously these sudden mysterious people made them a little uneasy. Now that they were gone and helped them deal with all the local armies and generals, how could they not be happy.

Birkinsche looked down at the battlefield from the air, and after waiting quietly for a few minutes, he returned to the castle wall.

As the long horn sounded, the soldiers in the fortress cheered, and then began to retreat in formation.

Although we don’t know if the other side will have a follow-up attack, although there is obviously something wrong with today’s opponent, and although the contributions of the mysterious people behind this war may account for most of it, at least they won a big victory.

Needless to say, the importance of morale to an army. Since victory is won, regardless of the reason, it is something that should be celebrated.

Even the leader of the White Blade Team didn't seem to be bothered with Mo Wente about just rushing out of the queue. He greeted him to join the team, and then led the team back to the city.

But Vente received another summons.

That was a personal summons from the deputy strategic commander.

It was the majestic old general who Went accidentally ran into at the end of yesterday, who gave him the soldier's badge of the White Blades.

He didn't know what kind of medicine the other party was selling in his gourd, but Mo Wente could only bite the bullet and go take a look.

After all, people under the roof sometimes have to bow their heads.

However, it seems that what awaits Mo Wente is not the difficulty he thinks or the responsibility for his arbitrary behavior on the battlefield.

On the contrary, the other party actually extended an invitation to him.

A formal invitation to join the fortress defense force.

Unfortunately, Mo Wente did not intend to accept it.

Although they won this battle with the help of the Mystical Sanctuary, Mowente was not optimistic about their future from the bottom of his heart.

In his opinion, this fortress will be breached sooner or later.

In front of the tyrant's troops, all the victories they thought they had were just because their opponents did not try their best.

Therefore, Mowente refused.

He can no longer return to his homeland. As for staying in this emotionless land...

Ah……

The old general was decisive and let him go without much effort to persuade him to stay.

The only thing that concerned Mowente was what the other party said when introducing him to the benefits of joining: "Join us, and God will protect you and gain eternal immortality."

It sounds like the blabbering that people with religious backgrounds would say, but combined with the performance of other soldiers, and the head of Birkins that flew into the sky and was caught back by himself, Mowente always felt that this sentence had a special meaning. .

He didn't know much about the Joka Empire, but he still had some knowledge about the gods they believed in.

The god of war, who can grant immortal glory to all warriors, has a name beyond compare.

Granting immortal glory or something, Mowente only thought it was a believer's statement before, but now combined with these events, it may actually be something.

"At least this empire should be able to spend some time with the tyrant," Mowente thought to himself.

However, sooner or later they will be eaten away.

Just like those superpowers on the other side of the world who once had the same protection from gods, they all fell into the dust of history one after another.

Putting away his two sabers, Mowente walked through the lively streets and walked towards the hotel where he lived.

After the battle, as usual, their group of soldiers also changed shifts in advance.

Although he really wanted to go to Callidora, the medical office did not allow outsiders to enter. He planned to go back and take a bath first, then go shopping nearby and buy some food, and wait to be with Callidora in the evening. Have a leisurely dinner.

Walking back to the hotel, as soon as he entered the door, he said hello to the boss. Mo Wente was about to go upstairs when he noticed that the other person's expression seemed a little subtle.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Mowente asked doubtfully.

"Ah, no, how do you say this?" The boss scratched his cheek and his eyes drifted to the door behind him.

Mowente frowned slightly, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, there were footprints at the door, and they were neither his nor Callidora's.

There are no marks on the door handle. The other party did not use conventional means to enter the house...

But, in that case, why go through the main entrance?

"Who is here?" Mowente asked in a low voice.

The boss trembled for a moment, but turned away and remained silent.

Mowente frowned, gently untied the package behind him, took out the blazing mastiff and pinned it to his waist, and then walked cautiously towards the room.

While walking, he deliberately shouted loudly: "Ha! I'm so tired! I can finally come back and take a shower!"

With that said, he pressed the doorknob, stepped lightly on the bottom of the door with his right foot, stepped into the room with one step, his eyes bloomed with golden light, and the blazing mastiff was about to unsheath.

However, as soon as he saw the target clearly, he froze.

"Hey, boy, are you enjoying your honeymoon?" Snow was seen sitting on the table, swinging one leg and looking at him with a leisurely expression.

"Eh? Uncle Snow?" Mowente was stunned, "You, when did you come? No, how did you get in?"

"Let's go through the back door. There is a grain truck today," Snow shrugged. "To be honest, it's quite troublesome to sneak in. The people here are keeping an eye on me, but it's almost impossible to stop me."

"Ah ha, that seems to be the case. I've never seen a place where you can't get in," Mo Wente put away the knife and breathed a sigh of relief, "But you can just come, you're so sneaky."

"After all, this is a military fortress. It's easy to get in. The most troublesome thing is trying not to be discovered here at all," Snow shrugged. "Don't wonder why the boss didn't tell you. I used some special techniques. means."

"Are there no side effects?" Mowente asked.

"Of course not," Snow said, "You are questioning my level."

"That's right," Mowente took the chair aside and sat down, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Speaking of which, I feel like it suddenly became very lively outside," Snow said, "Is there something big going on?"

"Ah, by the way, I forgot to tell you," Mowente slapped his forehead, "The people from the Mysterious Sanctuary just showed up."

"Huh?" Snow raised an eyebrow, "On a frontal battlefield?"

"Well," Mo Wente nodded, "Deidel was also there. He blocked the movement of the Seventh King Cavalry, and then they used magic together to create a dark cube, and then the Seventh King Cavalry disappeared. …”

"A pitch-black cube?" Snow frowned slightly, "Hey...can you be more specific?"

Mo Wente thought for a while and described the scene he saw to Snow in as much detail as possible.

Snow listened quietly and tapped her arm with her index finger.

After Mowente finished speaking, he said: "Hiss...the specifications are luxurious enough. These four magic guarantees are all of the highest level.

You should have seen Deidel's arrow array before. Guoguo has used it before, but it was very reluctant. The effect he used will probably be of another standard.

That invisible chain is a sealing technique included in the Holy Scriptures of the Sanctuary. You may not be able to tell it on the spot, but what looks like a chain is actually a phase flow condensed from a spatial anchor point, which can lock an entire space. ,

As for the magic that completely stagnated the surroundings, there are several similar ones, but I think they probably wanted to obscure the tyrant's perception. It should be the boundary-breaking magic of some old guy. I am not there to judge who it is. If you don’t come out, it’s at least an extreme level.

As for the black cube... I have no clue. There are similar guesses, but none of the details match what you described. I think it may be a newly developed technique by them, and it is probably specially given to Wang. Ready to ride,

In other words, their set of magic is probably aimed at the King's Cavalry. I don't know if it can completely obliterate the Seventh King's Cavalry, but at least, since they have taken action, this technique is probably not that simple. "

"In other words, the Secret Sanctuary is ready to start a counterattack?" Mowente asked tentatively.

"If so, that would be best, but it's not enough." Snow shook his head, "The seventh king's cavalry itself is not proficient in arcane arts. The same method may not be enough to deal with the king's cavalry who is proficient in arcana. Damn it. The first few, as well as the three generals, are not so easy to deal with. I am more inclined to think that this is just an attempt by them. After all, you know, they like to try the most, try again and again, and then half of the world will be like this. Gone."

"Yes, that's right," Mowente sighed.

"However, this is not the first time they have attacked Wang Qi. This may be the first time they succeeded," Snow let out a long breath, "Well, but it still feels weird. The response from the tyrant's side always feels... It’s a bit embarrassing, it’s not like them to leave no backup in such an important battlefield..."

"Backup?" Mo Wente thought for a moment, "I did hear what they said before they left. It seemed like there was someone else they hadn't found, but I couldn't hear the specifics..."

"Have you found anyone?" Snow frowned slightly, "Wait a minute...have they left now?"