Mobile reading Staring at the blue light that flashed out from the fortress, Qian Shun roughly sensed the positions of the two team members.
This is where they are, and they can't let that person go any further.
"Magic, Shinra, expand" Borrowing the surrounding trees, Qian Shun injected the magic power in his body into each tree trunk, and a giant golden mesh barrier unfolded out of thin air, accurately stopping the mid-rushing figure.
Looking closely, there is a man wearing a long black trench coat standing in the center of the golden barrier.
He wears a black and silver metal mask on his face.
The mask is very smooth and has no holes.
In other words, Duke Lanzhi Everything perceived is through magic and spirit.
"Is there more than three people?
Forget it, it seems they don't need my help there."
As Duke Lan Zhi was talking to himself, he slowly turned his face towards Qian Shun's position.
Qian Shun was shocked.
Unexpectedly, Lan Zhi The Duke's detection ability is actually so strong.
He tried his best to hide his aura, but he still saw through it at a glance.
"Tch, that should be the coat of arms of Duke Lanzhi.
It seems that we have found the right person."
Qian Shun walked out of the woods very knowingly.
Since his position has been exposed, it will not do him any good to hide anymore.
In this Shinra's barrier, even I can't leave.
In this case, my mission has been completed.
"Did those guys succeed?"
In the fortress, Mystelle's team successfully sneaked in through the commotion caused by Lan and the others.
The enemy attack just now made the soldiers still in the fortress panic, but they also increased their vigilance.
Hiding in the corner, you can clearly see that there are many guards in front of the building in the corner of the fortress, but the other buildings are empty.
From this, it seems that Yifei and Hawiin's speculation should be correct, that is where the King's Project is.
The place where it takes place.
"There are twenty-three people in total, Mystelle, is there any way?"
Harvey sensed the number of people outside.
It was indeed difficult to break through this number, let alone quietly cover their sight and enter the building.
Inside.
Mystelle frowned and thought, Lan outside was already involved in the battle, so there must be some progress on her side, otherwise the opportunity created by the containment team would be wasted.
Mystelle stretched out her head and glanced at the door of the building, then shifted her gaze to look in other directions.
She found that there were several oil drums stored in the corner not far from here, but if they were detonated at once, the oil drums outside would be The soldiers will definitely retreat to the fortress, which is undoubtedly asking for death.
But just to attract the attention of the guards, you only need to make some small moves among the oil barrels.
"Hawiin, hold me."
Mystelle pressed against the wall, seeming to have an idea.
Harveyin didn't think too much, stretched out his arms and hugged Mystelle's thin waist, "We You only have one second, can you two fix the lock on that door?"
Yifei suddenly smiled, raised her thumb and said, "Don't worry, I secretly open the door to Mr.
Harvey's room every time when she is not around."
"Ife" "I was wrong."
"Okay, get ready, Effie, tell me the structure of the lock."
Mystelle pinched out two playing cards, buried one under her feet, and held the other in her mouth, holding the wire in her right hand.
One end of it seemed to be ejected at any time.
After listening to Effie describe the structure inside the lock, Mystelle became more confident.
She stretched out her fingers to use magic to draw a magic circle on the ground, and then nodded: "Bailian Pisces, unfold ” The air around him became a little more restless, as if obeying Mystelle's orders, it began to condense at a point in the air.
After watching the air condensation finish, Mystelle crushed the piece of ground where the magic circle had been painted into powder and mixed it into the condensed air.
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Within half a minute, a gray key came out.
"Wow, that's amazing."
Yifei was surprised and didn't forget to praise her a few words.
"Let's go."
Mystelle handed the key to Effie, and used her tongue to push out the playing card between her lips.
The playing card, like an air cannon, instantly hit an oil in the distance.
The barrel, the oil barrel tilted down due to the stress point, and slowly rolled into the sight of the guards.
"Now, Effie" Mystelle grabbed Effie by the back of her collar and led Harvey, who was hugging her, to the door of the building by quickly bypassing the guards whose attention was attracted by using the teleportation technique.
Effie was dazed by the sudden movement, but she quickly came to her senses, opened the door with the key and squeezed in.
"Huh, huh, it will be very tiring to bring so many people at once."
Mystelle held her hands on the wall and panted.
The teleportation technique is usually used by one person alone.
Every additional kilogram of weight will affect the user's health.
The physical strength caused a serious loss.
In just a moment, Mystelle was already sweating profusely.
"Are you okay?"
Harvey asked, stroking Mystelle's back.
"It's better for you to confirm the number of enemies here instead of me."
Mystelle still hasn't recovered.
It seems that she is still not as good as Lan in the teleportation technique.
"There's no one here for now.
Let's recover a little before moving forward."
Seeing that Mystelle was extremely tired, Yifei had no choice but to explore the way forward alone, but it was surprisingly quiet here.
Even the living animals were moving.
There is no sound.
Mystelle stood up despite the sore muscles: "We must hurry up and complete the task within ten minutes.
Don't put too much pressure on the containment team outside.
Their situation is much more dangerous than ours." ” "boom" There was a slight vibration in the distance outside, which should be the direction of the battlefield.
Mystelle whispered worriedly: "Qian Shun, no matter what, you can't use that technique a second time."
Following Yifei, they walked towards the depths of the building.
The surrounding area was quiet, but it was still slightly smaller than other places.
They quickly found the destination of the mission.
This is the end of the building, where a large number of experimental containers and specimens are stored.
Those specimens are some organs that are about to shrink, soaked in large and small jars, and there are several hearts beating weakly.
"What the hell is this place?"
Harveyin picked up a jar on the experimental table.
The eyeballs inside seemed to be able to see things.
"It's almost like a place for human experiments.
Is this what Project Wang is like?"
Mystelle continued to walk forward.
This was the most spacious room.
A large number of experimental containers were filled with green compounds and potions.
The liquid was so turbid that it was almost impossible to see what was in it, but from the Judging from the several tubes connected to the container, they are probably some kind of living thing.
When they reached the last container, a human face suddenly pressed against the glass of the container.
Mystelle was so frightened that her face turned pale and she jumped back suddenly.
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"Mystelle" Havin and Effie heard the sound of Mystelle's retreat, and then they gave up studying the organs soaked in the jar and rushed over.
When they saw the organs soaked in the experimental container The human bodies were stunned in place.
"Is this the production of clones?
Could it be that living people are used as the basis?"
Mystelle looked at the label under the container.
There was the word "Hicks" written on it.
This should be the name of the clone.
At this moment, the liquid in all the containers seemed to become clearer.
After a mechanical sound, the liquid turned into transparent green, and at the same time, the human body soaked in each container was revealed.
"Our mission is to destroy this, right?"
Iffi asked, looking at Mystelle.
"Yeah."
Mystelle glanced at the containers here, but seemed to find something wrong.
She looked at their arrangement again, only to find that the container not far from here was empty.
The three of them quickly ran towards the container and saw Annotor written on the sign under the glass.
"This seems to be the target clone of mission four."
Harvey recalled the name of the clone he saw on the mission scroll.
It seemed to be Annotor.
"That's not right.
If the clone wasn't here, where would it be?
" Harvey's words made the two people's hair stand on end, a chill ran down their backs, and an ominous premonition also arose.
"Hey, those humans over there, what do you want to do here?"
"Lord Harvey, please don't scare me."
Ifei was frightened to death by the sudden sound, and hugged Mystelle's arm.
"Ify, get out of the way" Mystelle suddenly pushed away Effie who was holding her arm, and at the same time, a beam of red light flashed, leaving a blood mark on her shoulder.
"Uh, you're so quick."
Mystelle used her excellent reaction to kick the figure's knee, and used the force to bounce back.
There was no chance to defend herself.
The man's speed was actually as fast as Faster than the instant body technique Looking towards the direction of the attack, a man with wet short red hair was leaning against other containers and looking at Mystelle while carrying a giant sword larger than himself.
"I ask again, what do you humans want to do here?"
the red-haired man asked sternly.
"You don't need to know."
Mystelle pressed the wound on her shoulder and took a step forward.
This guy was indeed fast, but she was still confident that she could use forbidden spell-level magic to eliminate him before he moved.
The red-haired man smiled and raised a finger on his left hand.
At this time, Mystelle's injured arm also moved along with the movement of that finger.
He quickly bent his index finger, and Mystelle also clenched her fist and pointed towards it.
Hit him hard on the abdomen "Mystelle, what are you doing?"
Harvey stopped Mystelle's arm, but she still hit him in the stomach, "Don't you mean?"
Harvey tore the clothes off Mystelle's shoulders and saw that the wound was surrounded by a large number of black inscriptions.
The inscriptions continued to pour out of the wound and were about to spread to the elbow: