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Perhaps we should spend some space describing the situation on the battlefield, describing how this space filled with furniture, books, instruments and various materials turned into a battlefield with the intrusion of a black snake. The black snake was so terrifying, let alone

She said she was still spitting poisonous powder with the ability to paralyze people's limbs. Snakes should not be able to spit poisonous powder, they should only be able to spit venom at most.

It is said that in the desert, those vipers with horns on their heads and thick scales and bright colors have the ability to spray out venom like a water gun. When sprayed on the skin, the skin will ulcerate, and when sprayed into the eyes, the eyes will become ulcers.

Blind, if you are unfortunate enough to drink a drop, the door to the underworld will be open.

But soon, the mages belonging to the Silent Ones realized that the poison did not come from that terrifying thing. The reason why those magical and spiritual powders could cause such effective damage was actually from the black snake.

That looming gray figure.

But before they could organize a decent counterattack, the vanguard army composed of elves and humans, which Jian Qi called the front army, had already rushed in through the torn gap.

What happened after that developed very quickly and very slowly. Cheese had seen wars. He had witnessed and experienced wars during the turbulent years of Cangshi, between humans and rat-men, between humans and humans, and even between rat-men and rats.

Human. He still remembered how the knights of Zhuoliu Town fought against the native ratmen who had been strengthened by the disease, and he still remembered the piles of dead bodies outside the royal capital.

In this era where unless you are a big noble, you can easily die on the battlefield. He has rich experience, and he is already familiar with this kind of scene. But the clearer he becomes, the more cheese understands that he hates this kind of conflict.

Because people who fall into it can easily lose their rationality.

Of course, this is not to blame the soldiers. In the battlefield of cold weapons, blood and blood compete for the first place. Even the knights from Jian Qi's hometown can only stay calm in single combat or duels with a few people. When it comes to conflicts involving hundreds or even thousands of people, except for the commander-in-chief,

Outside, those on the front lines will be swept away by the manic wind of war.

The upper level of war is cold mathematics and games, while the lower level is chaotic fighting and conquest. Although it is often regarded as the same thing, it has two separate appearances. Cheese hates this kind of separation, and he hates it no matter he is at the top or at the bottom.

He doesn't like it. Cold rationality and crazy sensibility are not worthy of complete attachment, so he can't find glory and justice here.

In the eyes of Gray Robe, the outbreak of fighting only means one thing, that is, a certain problem has become so intense that it cannot be solved by any other method, and can only be resorted to large-scale violence. Therefore, being in such a storm,

Praying for peace will have no practical meaning unless everyone involved in the storm begins to feel tired and genuinely disgusted by what they are doing, which will slow down the speed of the storm.

Gray Robe couldn't wait for that time. He watched the mage and the goblin fight together, and the kobold slaves, golems, and human killers were fighting hand to hand. The result of their battle could affect the final situation, but he didn't want to wait until the scales were decided with blood.

When there is a tilt in overweighting.

"You continue to help them here. If there is no target, ask Kailas and Qi." The gray robe jumped off the snake with his backhand and knocked out a defenseless mage from behind with his crutch.

"What about you?" The giant snake turned its head, and some spells vaguely hit her body, but those energy-shaping spells were blocked before they even touched the snake's scales.

"I'm going to open the door that leads deeper. You shouldn't be able to get in there." The gray robe didn't fully express his intention. He couldn't help but open the door. He also wanted to go deep into the silent ones attached to the planned underground facilities.

In the network tunnel, find their high-level or key facilities.

But he thought that Porphis should understand what he meant. She was definitely not stupid. She combined the wisdom of snakes and humans, and Porphis's own thinking ability had not deteriorated at all.

This may be due to her weird fusion method, or it may be that the fusion magic was indeed successful to a certain extent. Therefore, Cheese can leave safely and boldly, without worrying that without her, the terrifying person will become indistinguishable between friend and foe.

"I know. But you'd better hurry up. It would be ridiculous if you still find the key point after we finish fighting."

The black snake lowered his head. From this angle, the cheese seemed to be mocking his insignificance. But the gray robe didn't care. He raised his hand and shook it towards the other person, who spit out something from his mouth knowingly.

He is one of the descendants of Porphys, or one of her miniature clones.

"Just tell me if you have anything, and I'll call you if I need you." Cheese held the small, slippery snake in his hand and let it wrap around his arm.

"First Evolution"

He knew that since the main body was on the battlefield, it was impossible for Porphys to follow up on his progress in real time. Asking for this clone only ensured that in times of crisis, both sides would have the opportunity to pass information to the other side.

Behind the gray robe, the terrifying one rushed into the battlefield again, charging rampant here with its snake scales that could partially resist magic and its huge size. I believe that from now on, many legends about this giant snake will begin to spread.

Regardless of its origin, the appearance of the current black snake is no different from those mythical creatures. Even if there is a giant dragon like Migo, most people can't tell which one is stronger or weaker. But this is different from the current cheese.

It doesn't matter. At this time, he is walking on the edge of the battlefield, occasionally knocking over a few timid speechless people, and focusing more on looking for a door to go deeper.

In fact, he could see his target without much effort. Maybe it was because the battle happened so suddenly that the Silent Ones had no time to hide the passage, which saved Gray Robe a lot of trouble.

He approached the door lightly. To be precise, it was a small door on the door that could allow one person to pass through. Then he knocked on the door panel with his crutch, making several sounds that were completely inconspicuous on the battlefield.

"Well, the traditional lock is opened from the inside. Is it because not all passers-by are mages?" After confirming the resistance of the door panel by knocking, the gray robe whispered softly.

This kind of door usually has an internal person responsible for opening it. That is to say, the mechanical lock on the door is located on the opposite side of the door. Cheese cannot directly use magic or physical means to unlock it. And if there is a guard behind the door, it will definitely not be possible.

Open the door.

"How about destroying the door shaft directly? It's completely invisible. It seems like it's not that simple." Gray Robe glanced at it. Except for an outline, the small door was perfectly integrated with the whole door. No flaws could be seen.

With the idea of ​​trying, Cheese stood in front of the door and softly released a magic to open the door. This magic can usually be used by outside mages to open physically locked doors. Its principles vary. Now the one used by Gray Robe

, is to symbolically project the state of the door onto his own hands. His right hand is flat and his left hand is raised up on his right hand. In this way, he simply imitates the closed door.
Chapter completed!