The cold wind swept into the courtyard with light black smoke, cracked and crushed under the tracks from the marble floor tiles. The courtyard that had been kept quiet for thousands of years was now shrouded in continuous explosions and engine sounds. Even though the First Secret Group tried hard to restrain it, they still encountered unprecedented resistance when they advanced to the third courtyard.

The distribution of Kamataj's personnel does not follow military theory, but class status. Low-level teachers and secret mage apprentices live in the first, second and third courtyards. If you want to enter the rear courtyard, you either have extremely excellent talent or pass the test upgrade. Therefore, most of the secret mages behind the third courtyard are the mainstay of Kamataj - the emperor's army has not even had time to shoot, but they are hit by the organized secret mages of Kamataj. As soon as they stepped into the courtyard, red flames covered the front yard like water. The soldiers of the First Secret Order wearing combat uniforms in the entire environment were immediately burned into the scorching fire, and nothing else was seen except the boiling flames. They felt that they were being pulled by something invisible, as if crawling in a swamp. The more they struggled, some kind of sticky semi-solid similar to rope would cling to the combat uniform.

Corporal Borton accidentally tripped up by the sticky substance on the ground.

When he lay on the ground, he saw clearly that the things stuck to his armored mask were actually some ordinary spider silks. These spider silks covered his whole body with a sticky spider silk. He took a lot of effort to pull his hands up from the ground. However, the flames followed the semi-viscous spider silk and fired his mask to black, and then burned through his breathing filter. The high-temperature air rushed into his lungs along the pipes. At this moment, he tasted the smell of caustic oil at the base of his tongue, and then his lungs were burned to the point of blood.

After 1:5 seconds, with a few gunshots, the flames strangely disappeared from the combustible material.

The precision shooter climbed to the high point along the rope hook gun, fired a deadly bullet, killing the secret mage behind the crowd responsible for releasing the flames. Although they responded with the fastest speed, they still could not avoid casualties. At the same time, the crisis of the First Secret Group was not resolved. The secret mages shouted slogans, holding psychic shields and contracted psychic blades, rushed towards the first Secret Group and Sisters who broke into the courtyard.

At this moment, all the rules of engagement that reduce casualties were abandoned.

As a veteran of many battles, the soldiers of the First Secret Regiment immediately pulled the trigger. The dense high-power laser and rocket propulsion warhead exploded orange-red sparks on the soul shield. The geometric formulas and the shield formed by secret runes dissociate and reconstructed. The air was flashing with the static electricity spreading from the etheric current. The secret mage who refined the arcane behind raised his hand, and the storm and thunder gathered in the air. The supersonic metal warhead vaporized in mid-air, and the fusion material in the warhead turned into supersonic hot air, just like the steam evaporated by the hot metal stirring up a strong wind, but it could not cause any damage to the secret mages.

The burning psychic dart hovered over the head of the secret mage and then shot towards the precise shooter in the distance.

The combat uniforms of the entire environment were easily penetrated, and the soldiers' muzzles were forced to lift up by invisible forces. The soldiers and sisters of the First Secret Regiment had to draw out melee weapons and sub-weapons, and face the secret mages who rushed straight towards them. The distance between them and the secret mages was approaching quickly. Tatiyana could see the blue veins rising from the necks of these young secret mages, so close that she could smell the nervous sweat odor from their bodies, so close that she could see the greasy heat of the psychic weapons in the shape of a sword blade, so close that she could see the sword blade-shaped psychic flames scorching the oil oozing out of the user's skin, so close that she could feel the terrifying heat of the psychic weapons on her throat.

Then she turned around, pulled out the chainsaw sword from bottom to top, and roughly cut open the secret mage's ribs.

The smelly and slippery internal organs and blood hit her combat boots.

"You dare to use the knowledge He gave you to attack His warriors."

The sound of the armored vehicle running over the marble stairs came from behind, but she did not have the patience to wait for large-scale firepower to suppress it. The secret mage wrapped in the shiny etheric wind rushed towards her, shouting the name of the secret mage she killed. This time Tatiyana did not hold back at all. The powerful force given by the power armor made her punch smash the skull. She roughly tore off the secret mage's arm, and the white ribs were exposed under the skin on her chest and abdomen that had been torn apart, as well as the heart beating in the ribs.

She brutally threw her bloody limbs back into the formation formed by the secret mage, causing a wave of horror.

These young secret mages have very little practical experience, most of them are still learning how to deal with black wizards and participate in practical combat with extremely low risk. The so-called practical combat with extremely low risk actually refers to following the secret mage deacon to clean up the laboratories of those surrendered magic schools, responsible for solving some less dangerous but rather annoying curses, magic creatures, etc. They have not really taken away the lives of others. In contrast, cleaning and repairing are their main tasks.

When they first fall into a chaotic conflict, they will inevitably fall into panic and nervousness.

The battle lasted only thirteen seconds.

As a large number of fighting sisters holding chainsaw swords and huge armored vehicles entered the field, the young secret mages who were originally incited to the point of being excited immediately lost their courage - the thunder of etheric energy bombarded the armor plate decorated with golden lily patterns, detonating the explosives installed on the outside of the ceramic metal composite armor. The gunners in the armored vehicle immediately turned the turret on the side and aimed at the secret mage to rush out.

Light beam - Even these secret mages who have mastered psychic witchcraft cannot guarantee that they can survive intact when facing the large-caliber machine cannon and the high-power laser cannon. The secret mage hit by the laser cannon did not even leave a complete body. Other survivors hit by the laser and explosive bombs were still bleeding on the ground, and the chainsaw sword in the hands of the combat sisters was still spinning rapidly, and the cut skin and flesh were burned in an instant.

The armored vehicle was conducting a round of suppression shooting. The secret mage who tried to evaporate the bullets could not connect to the spell at all, nor could it prevent the sisters' armored vehicle from killing the secret mage who used psionic energy weapons to fight. The remaining young secret mages were immediately controlled by the soldiers of the First Secret Regiment.

The soldiers of the First Secret Regiment, who were covered in smoke and fire, looked indignant and their movements became much more rude. When they encountered some prisoners of war who suddenly burst out with self-esteem, they would not persuade them in the same language as before, but instead went directly to a stock or adjusted the power of the electric shock weapon to the maximum.

Corporal Bodon's body was still lying in place, and no soldier did not want to avenge his comrades. However, the young secret mages really didn't know who killed Corporal Bodon. Even when facing the whistling single-molecule blades and the hot-spreading laser rifle muzzles, even if the angry team leader threatened to break their joints, cut their throats, and pull out their tongues, these secret mages couldn't tell what it was.

"Don't care about the wounded. Put a restraint on the psychic and continue to push forward."

Tatiyana's voice came from the communication channel.

This order made all the soldiers of the First Secret Regiment look sideways, but Tatyana immediately explained the reason for doing so.

"Before His arrival, we must advance to the fifth tactical target point Animaqing (Note: the mountain god in Tibetan mythology, and also the Bon holy land). The image information from the reconnaissance drone feedback shows that the dangerous target Modu has led a group of secret mages to assemble in the Animaqing courtyard." Tatiyana waved the chainsaw sword, and the blood on the blade had evaporated, and many had even turned into ashes. "The terrain there is suitable for concealment, and we must cooperate with the armored units to attack. We must capture Modu. He wants to persuade Modu to let other secret mages give up resistance, but if Modu detects His arrival, he will inevitably retreat and we will miss the opportunity to end the mission quickly."

Tatyana's order was affirmed by the Imperial Guard Amphitra.

"It was a wise decision, Ms. Tatyana."

The Imperial Guard Affitrium and the armored vehicles entered the third courtyard. Although some people would question the actions of the Imperial Guard Affitrium so slow after the war, he could point to the several secret mages who followed him and claim that he had special tasks to be carried out. As an organization that lasted for thousands of years and had existed for tens of thousands of years before obtaining the official name, Kamataj's internal forces were crisscrossed and stacked. It was not surprising that the emperor developed his own power in it. The emperor believed that before he and Wanda Maximov arrived, the First Secret Regiment and Sisters would inevitably fall at a disadvantage when facing psychic arcane. The fact was indeed the case. After the Imperial Guard Affitrium noticed this situation, he immediately recited a code word in the ears of several specific targets in the prisoner-of-war area, and activated the agents arranged by the emperor.

"I will be the attacker next," he said. "The next action will also follow my command. Ms. Tatiyana, you have not had enough experience in facing psychic witchcraft. The secret mages behind me and I are willing to provide enough help for this... Don't worry, their loyalty belongs to the Emperor, not Kama Taj. It was the Emperor who personally recruited and trained them. Although their psychic skills cannot be compared with Modu, they still have special features worthy of attention."

The armored personnel carrier of the Imperial City was galloping along the road repaired by the Immortal City, carrying Amon, Wanda Maximov and the emperor to the occupied Kamataj front yard. "Modu will not give up. He trusts the Supreme Master too much and is too stubborn. Unless he tells the truth, he will not question even if he notices the abnormality." The emperor paused, "But I don't want to do this. I don't know what Modu will do after knowing the truth, whether to completely fall or persist in his mission. Even though this seems to be just two possibilities, the line of fate extends countless possibilities, and each one has a huge impact. All of the advanced secret mages like Modu are powerful psychics who are trampled on dangerous knowledge. If he falls, the harm he can cause will be quite amazing."
Chapter completed!