Bang ——!

A huge figure broke through the door panel directly, slammed into the wall, and then slid down...... After sliding, it didn't move at all, because its breath of life was completely gone.

As far as he could see, there was a fist-sized bloody hole in its chest.

Behind the broken door, the Soul Witch walked out slowly, and after a casual glance, she turned around...... In the room, Farrell, who had cleaned his hair and body, put on a white suit and a blue shirt, and walked out slowly.

Miss Witch had a good handiwork, and she didn't give the fiercest and most vicious knight of all time a strange hairstyle, but just a short dry haircut.

He seemed to be a little stronger again...... It's really starting to grow meat, Miss Witch thought to herself in her heart - this guy is really in a state of poisoning, and he only has more than one percent of his strength?

"Why did this guy suddenly go berserk?" Miss Witch frowned at this time, "The knight agency should have injected these orc bloodlines who live and work normally and have registered them with a vaccine to suppress rage." ”

Farrell just said indifferently: "The vaccine used now should still follow the old formula, although the effect is still there, but from generation to generation, they have produced some antibodies, and the animality has not been wiped out, but once it is stimulated, it will become more and more intense." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look out the window...... The city was ablaze and screaming—and suddenly, Farrell's gaze was locked on the Psychic Witch.

His gaze was like an eternal starlight, even if she had the power of the mind, at this time, she seemed to be under the huge starry sky, and she seemed so small.

Miss Gillian reluctantly smiled amorously, "Mr. Knight, are you planning to invite me on a date?"

Farrell pondered for a moment before frowning, "You...... What kind of role did they play in this incident?

？”

Almost as soon as he spoke, Farrell had already struck - ignoring all the defenses of the soul witch, and pinched her neck like a childish child, lifting the person up and pressing it against the wall.

She struggled in pain, her legs kicking and pounding in the air, but she felt her suffocation getting worse...... Are those Knights of the Round Table also so desperate when facing Farrell?

"It's... It's me...... I took you from... Rescued from prison...... Rescued ...... Here you go...... Antidote, antidote......" She said with difficulty, her hands clutching the other's arms, her eyes terrified.

Between opening and closing his eyes, Farrell seemed to suddenly become quiet, and his fingers slowly released little by little...... It was slow to release, and the fingers seemed to be very stiff.

Miss Witch didn't have time to wait for his fingers to be fully released, and when she saw that it had loosened a little, she struggled to break Farrell's fingers desperately.

She was able to get out and sit down on the floor by sliding off the wall, breathing frantically as her body shuddered slightly...... Looking up, he looked at the man with a calm face in horror.

"You haven't answered my question yet. Without the slightest comfort, he looked at the witch lady coldly, "Don't worry, my promise will not change, I will do what I promised you...... I'll hand deliver what you want to your tombstone. ”

"You ......," Miss Gillian shuddered subconsciously.

At the most dangerous moment just now, she used her psychic power, intending to invade the other party's heart - but her power instantly made the other party's inner madness and violence, sorrow, and all kinds of negative emotions crush away.

For a moment, it was as if she had spent a hundred years like hell in the spiritual world.

“Oberon......”

After a few painful dry coughs, she still greedily breathed in the fresh air while nervously speaking, "He's the leader of an organization called Doomsday Myth. This organization has absorbed a lot of guys on the Magicians' Guild's wanted list, and at first glance it seems to be an organization that rebels against the Magicians' Guild. But it's not...... It was actually using this as a cover, an organization engaged in the orc liberation movement. The core members of the apocalyptic myth are almost all guys with orc blood. ”

"Orc ......" Farrell thought thoughtfully.

Miss Witch's voice continued, "It took me a long time to get closer to the inside of the group...... The antidote I used for you earlier was refined by a secret medicine master in the myth of Doomsday. Of course, I worked hard to collect the materials. ”

Speaking of this, she quietly glanced at Farrell, and saw that the other party had not changed in the slightest, so she lowered her head and continued to speak.

"Look up and look at me. ”

Miss Witch had no choice but to raise her head helplessly, 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 the goddess of fate seemed to favor me, and the first time they acted, one of the members of the team missed and was captured by the knights. ”

"Did you really miss it?" Farrell's gaze suddenly sharpened...... That's right, sharp.

Miss Witch shuddered and hurriedly said, "Really, I was going to do it myself, but I don't know why Red was so badly injured and fell into the hands of Dalgoni the Clown...... I'm not lying!"

"Go on. ”

The witch had to say slowly: "The people of the doomsday myth once asked me to help the members of these operations bless the hearts and minds of them, so that they do not tell their plans because of torture after they are arrested. Red has my psychic protection, at least for a short time, and the knights are helpless. ”

"So you showed up in front of them and made a request to see me in exchange?" Farrell quickly figured out the cause and effect, and shook his head slightly.

"They are no different from suicide!" the witch lady defended, "how can a small organization be able to fight against the whole knightly institution and the British government......! Why can't I take advantage of it a little?"

"You're a lot like your mother. Farrell whispered suddenly.

Miss Witch has a momentary loss of consciousness...... As if it were an illusion, it seemed that there was a fleeting look of complexity in this man's eyes.

But he soon asked in a deep voice, "No? I don't like the slightest lie." ”

"No, no......," Miss Witch said quickly," said Miss Witch, "but ...... But. ”

"But what?"

Miss Witch frowned and said, "I'm just guessing, it seems that the leader of the doomsday myth has had contact with someone in the government...... Before the start of this program. I suspect Oberon's action this time is not so simple, and there must be something wrong with it. I really don't believe that Oberon would do something stupid. It's just that my power can't penetrate his heart, so I don't know what he really thinks, and he never really trusts me. Even this operation is only the real team of the doomsday myth, and at least a third of their members are still playing cat and mouse games with the Magician Guild in Europe...... But, anyway, I managed to get you out of prison. ”

"Stupid......" Farrell looked thoughtfully at the raging fire outside the window.

Suddenly, he turned around and walked straight out.

Miss Witch hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"Help you find something else...... Do something a little bit. Farrell didn't know how to do it, and walked straight down the stairs of the hotel.

Miss Witch had no choice but to get up and hurry up to follow.

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Inside the Social Work Centre.

The frenzied orcs are strapped to a special restraint made by the Knight's Trap - one of the items found in Nick's car.

But at this time, this crazy orc was obviously not completely calmed down...... It still has scarlet eyes, and saliva continues to flow out of its mouth, and it does not really go berserk and return to its original appearance, but is on the verge of an imminent eruption of a volcano, as if it will go berserk again at the slightest irritation.

Either way, Miss Orc's means of appeasing it were obviously effective, but not too ideal.

Lale was a little scared and a little confused, but at this time she clenched her hands and stood in front of it like this, revealing a gloomy expression.

Klein and Neil walked over, the translation software opened, and Klein said slowly, "Miss Lale, it's clear that he's not doing well right now...... Excuse me, do you know what's going on?"

Lale seemed a little scared, she looked at the night sky outside, "Call...... We hear the primordial call. It brings out the most primitive animality in our hearts. They can't resist this primitive impulse, so they lose themselves and fall into a state of madness. ”

"So, you're hurting yourself to keep yourself awake?" Klein quickly realized the meaning behind the other party's earlier actions.

Lale nodded silently, "I'm half-blood, so I'm relatively beastial than pure-blood." ”

Klein took a deep breath and said, "Miss Lale, the situation is more dangerous right now. I'll cut a long story short, there was a thug who used an unknown amount of money to forcibly turn almost all the orcs in the fog into a berserk ...... You can see that the whole city is now in flames...... We need you, Miss Lale, or rather, your way of quieting them down!"

This was the result of a brief discussion between Klein and Nick after seeing Lale's strangeness - they didn't tell the knights right away, because they weren't sure if it was possible.

Besides, the knight traps in the Wudu area are probably empty now...... All the personnel were dispatched, even the logistics personnel, and they had already begun to carry out the task of suppressing the riot.

"You mean...... Deeds of the Moon?" Lale frowned.

"Is the song you sing called [Moon Pact]?"

Lale nodded, "That's the sacrificial song that we sing when we sacrifice to our ancestors, and it calms us down...... I didn't know if it really worked, I was just going to try it at the time. You also saw it...... The effect is not too obvious. ”

It was still on the verge of chaos, like a leashed beast, struggling from time to time and then roaring a few times.

"Even if it's just a little bit of a slowdown!" Klein said quickly, "and it's a huge help to us...... Lale, can you please do us a favor?"

Lale frowned, "Why should I help you? help you suppress my people, and then wait for your butcher's knife to fall?"

"We just want to get rid of this crisis. Klein said sincerely, "We don't intend to hurt anyone...... Whether it's humans, or you! You know, these people of yours are residents of this place with legal status, with official jobs. They could have lived in peace, but now they are in untold pain. I believe that they live here, with their own families, companions, as well as friends, neighbors. I am convinced that if they were sober, they would not want to see themselves destroy the city like this...... You can feel it, the pain in their hearts. ”

The girl hesitated, and looked back at the painful and violent orc, with a hint of unbearability.

"Trust us, trust me, Miss Lale!" Clay bowed ninety degrees, then quickly raised his head again, reaching out and pressing Nick's waist down ninety degrees, "I am acting in the name of knights, I just want to help them, and then quell this riot! After that, I will definitely make a plea to my superior, Mr. Gareth, one of the great twelve horsemen, to intercede for these orcs! They are only victims, not sinners who deserve to be treated unfairly!"

"You're not lying. Lale exhaled lightly, and finally nodded slowly, "Okay...... I'll give it a try. But... What should I do to teach you the [Covenant of the Moon]?"

Klein was overjoyed, and Nick, the black man who could finally straighten his waist, directly snatched Klein's mobile phone and began to speak: "I'm afraid it won't work, I think we may not have the ability to exert the power of this lullaby, so we still need you to come!"

"This is our sacrificial song, not a lullaby!!" Miss Orc is fierce.

"Whatever!" Nick said quickly, "I already have a preliminary plan! I need you all to do me a favor!"

As he spoke, Nick looked out the window at a van that had crashed into the wall of the social work center because of the chaos, and whistled, "First of all, we need to modify this big guy." ”

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Song Dynasty Hotel.

The door of the presidential suite was opened in a hurry at this time - I saw that Mr. Peter Chen was carrying a metal baseball bat in his hand at this time, and at the same time he was wearing an ancient chain mail from the European Middle World, looking in a hurry!

"Young Master Qiu! Oh, God, great, you're fine!"

Mr. Chen looked like a loyal escort at this time, and he still pressed the motorcycle helmet on his head with one hand, "It's very dangerous outside! Young Master Qiu, don't be afraid, I will protect you! I have called all the security guards to this floor, and I guarantee that not a single blue wing will fly into ......."

A fly passed in front of his eyes.

“...... Come. ”

Syllable!

"Mr. Chen's armor came from. Seeing Peter Chen's nondescript appearance, Boss Luo couldn't help but ask curiously.

"This, this is an antique from the exhibition room, I'll put it on!" Peter Chen puffed up his chest and said, "What's the matter! There are a few more, should I bring you one too...... I think I still want it!"

"Thank you. Luo Qiu smiled slightly, "But I think it shouldn't be needed...... Also, Mr. Chen, are you sleepy?"

"Sleepy?" Peter Chen suddenly said: "How can I be sleepy at this time! I will definitely cheer up!! No matter what kind of thugs or terrorist organizations they dare to come, I will let him come in vertically and go out horizontally!!"

"No, you're sleepy. Luo Qiu whispered, "You're sleepy too." ”

Quietly, Peter Chen fell directly to the ground, making a sound of falling asleep - as if spreading, and at the same time, there was a silent sound of falling to the ground outside the door.

In an instant, all the guests, employees, and even the rats running in the parking lot in the Song Dynasty Hotel also lost consciousness.

Luo Qiu waved his hand, and a light curtain appeared, covering him one by one.

I only heard him say casually: "So...... Where to start? ”

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PS: (7/30), why is it still more......