Bang —!
A gigantic figure directly broke through the door and smashed into the wall, then slid down … After sliding down, it didn't move at all, because its life force had completely disappeared.
A fist-sized bloody hole could be seen on its chest.
Behind the broken door, the Spirit Witch slowly walked out. After a casual glance, she turned around … In the room, Ferrell, who had cleaned up his hair and body, wore a white suit and a blue shirt, and slowly walked out.
Miss Witch's handiwork was good. She didn't give the fiercest and evilest knight in history a strange hairstyle. Instead, she trimmed his hair short and dry.
His whole body seemed to have become stronger … He really began to gain weight. Miss Witch thought to herself, "Is this guy really poisoned and only has 10% of his strength?"
"Why did this guy suddenly go berserk?" Miss Witch furrowed her brows. "The Knight Agency should have injected all the registered Orcs with a vaccine to suppress the berserk."
Ferrell just said indifferently, "The vaccine used now should be based on the old formula. Although the effect is still there, after generations, some antibodies have been produced in their bodies. Their bestial nature hasn't been obliterated. Instead, once it's stimulated, it will become even worse."
As he spoke, he turned his head to look out of the window … The city was ablaze, and screams were incessant. Suddenly, Ferrell's eyes locked on the Spirit Witch.
His eyes were like eternal starlight. Even though she had the power of the soul, she felt so small under the vast starry sky.
Miss Ji Lian reluctantly showed a charming smile, "Mr. Knight, are you going to ask me out on a date?"
Ferrell pondered for a moment, then frowned, "You … What role did you play in this incident?
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Almost as soon as he spoke, Ferrell had already made his move — ignoring all of the Spirit Witch's defenses, as if he was holding a child. He directly grabbed her neck, lifted her up, and pressed her against the wall.
She struggled painfully, her legs kicking in the air, but she only felt more and more suffocated... Were the Knights of the Round Table this desperate when they faced Ferrell?
"It's … it's me … I'm the one who … rescued you … from prison … to give you … the antidote …" She said with difficulty, her hands gripping the other person's arm tightly, her eyes filled with fear.
Between opening and closing his eyes, Ferrell suddenly became quiet. His fingers slowly loosened … They loosened very slowly, and his fingers seemed to be very stiff.
Miss Witch didn't have time to wait for his fingers to loosen completely. She struggled and pried Ferrell's fingers open.
She was able to escape and slid down the wall to sit on the ground. She breathed frantically, and at the same time, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly … She raised her head and looked at the calm man in horror.
"You still haven't answered my question." Without the slightest bit of consolation, he just stared at the witch coldly. "Don't worry, I won't change my promise. I will do what I promised you … I will personally deliver what you want to get to your tombstone."
"You …" Miss Ji Lian shuddered subconsciously.
At the most dangerous moment just now, she used her spiritual power, intending to invade the other person's heart. However, her power instantly crushed the madness, violence, grief, and all kinds of negative emotions in the other person's heart.
For a moment, she felt as if she had spent a hundred years in the spiritual world as if she had gone through hell.
"Oberon …"
After a few painful coughs, she greedily breathed in the fresh air and said nervously, "He's the leader of an organization called the Myths of Doomsday. This organization has recruited many people on the Magician Association's wanted list. At first glance, it seems to be an organization that opposes the Magician Association. But in fact, it's not … It's actually an organization that's involved in the liberation of the orcs. The core members of the Myths of Doomsday are almost all people with orc blood. "
"Orcs …" Ferrell was deep in thought.
Miss Witch continued, "I spent a lot of time to get close to the inside of this organization … The antidote I gave you before was made by a secret pharmacist in the Myths of Doomsday. Of course! I spent a lot of effort to collect the ingredients. "
After saying this, she quietly looked at Ferrell. Seeing that there was no change in his expression, she lowered her head and continued speaking.
"Raise your head and look at me."
The witch had no choice but to raise her head helplessly. She gritted her teeth and said, "I overheard their plan this time, so I had an idea … but it's just an idea. However, the Goddess of Fate seems to favor me. During their first operation, one of their members failed and was captured by the knights."
"Did he really fail?" Ferrell's gaze instantly turned sharp … Yes, it was sharp.
Miss Witch suddenly shuddered and quickly said, "It's true! I originally planned to do it myself, but I don't know why Rend was seriously injured and fell into the hands of the clown Dargoni … I'm not lying! "
"Continue."
Miss Witch slowly said, "The people of the Myths of Doomsday once asked me to help these members of the operation to protect them from being captured and interrogated. With my protection, Rend won't be able to speak for a short time. At this time, the knights couldn't do anything. "
"So you appeared in front of them and asked to see me in exchange?" Ferrell quickly figured out the cause and effect and shook his head slightly.
"They're no different from committing suicide!" Miss Witch defended herself, "How can a small organization like this fight against the entire Knight Organisation and the British government?! Since they're going to die and have the belief that they're going to die … why can't I make use of them? "
"You're very much like your mother." Ferrell suddenly said softly.
Miss Witch was absent-minded for a moment … as if it was an illusion, she seemed to see a little bit of complexity in the man's eyes.
But he quickly asked in a low voice, "Nothing else? I don't like to have any lies. "
"There's really nothing else, nothing else …" Miss Witch said hurriedly. "But … but."
"But what?"
Miss Witch frowned and said, "I'm just guessing. It seems that the leader of the Myths of Doomsday had contact with someone from the government … before the start of this plan. I suspect that Oberon's operation this time isn't so simple. There must be something fishy going on. I really don't believe that Oberon would do something so stupid. It's just that my power can't invade his mind, so I don't know what he's really thinking. And he has never really trusted me. Even in this operation, it's only the real members of the Myths of Doomsday. At least one-third of them are still playing the game of cat and mouse with the Magician's Association in Europe … but, no matter what, I've successfully rescued you from prison. "
"Stupid …" Ferrell looked at the spreading fire outside the window and pondered.
Suddenly, he turned around and walked out.
Miss Witch quickly asked, "Where are you going?"
"Other than helping you find something … to do something else." Ferrell directly walked down the stairs of the hotel without looking back.
Miss Witch had no choice but to scramble to her feet and hurried after him.
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Inside the social work center.
The crazy orc was tied with a special binding belt made by the knight mechanism — this was one of the tools found in Nick's car.
But at this time, this crazy orc was obviously not completely calm down … Its scarlet eyes were still open, and saliva kept flowing out of its mouth. It didn't really stop its crazy state and return to its original state. Instead, it was in a state of being on the verge of erupting like a volcano. It was as if it would go crazy again with just a slight stimulation.
But no matter what, Miss Orc's method of comforting it was obviously effective, but the effect wasn't ideal.
Lale was a little scared and also a little confused. At this time, she hugged her hands and stood in front of it, showing a sad expression.
Klein and Neil walked over and opened the translation software. Klein slowly said, "Miss Lale, it's obvious that he's not in a good situation now … Do you know what happened?"
Lale seemed to be a little scared. She looked at the night sky outside, "Calling … we heard a primitive call. It stimulated the most primitive beast in our hearts. They couldn't resist this primitive impulse, so they lost themselves and fell into a state of madness. "
"That's why you hurt yourself to wake yourself up?" Klein quickly realized the meaning behind her actions.
Lale nodded silently, "I'm a mixed-blood, so my beast nature is weaker than that of a pure blood."
Klein took a deep breath and said, "Miss Lale, the situation now is more dangerous. I'll make it short. There's a thug who used some unknown method to force all the orcs in the Fog City into a frenzy … You've seen it too. The entire city is like a sea of fire … We need you, Miss Lale. Or rather, we need your method to calm them down! "
This was the result of a short discussion between Klein and Nick after seeing Lale's strange behavior — they didn't immediately tell the knight mechanism because they weren't sure if it would work.
Moreover, the knight mechanism in the Fog City was more or less empty now … All of them were mobilized, including the logistics staff, and had started to carry out the mission of suppressing the riot.
"You're talking about … the Moon Contract?" Lale frowned.
"The song you sang is called 'Moon Contract'?"
Lale nodded, "That's the song we sing when we worship our ancestors. It can calm us down … I don't know if it really works, but I wanted to try it. You saw it too … The effect wasn't too obvious. "
It was still on the verge of chaos, like a beast that was chained up. It would struggle from time to time and roar a few times.
"Even if it can only slow down their actions a little!" Klein quickly said, "This will be of great help to us too … Lale, can you help us with this?"
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 solve this crisis," Klein said sincerely. "We don't intend to hurt anyone … No matter if it's humans or you! Do you know that your clansmen all have legal identities and official jobs here? They could have lived peacefully, but now they've fallen into endless pain. I believe that they live here with their families, companions, friends, and neighbors. I deeply believe that if they're awake, they wouldn't want to see us destroy this city … You can feel the pain in their hearts. "
The girl fell into hesitation. She turned around and looked at the tormented and violent orcs. She couldn't bear to see them like this.
"Please believe in us, believe in me, Miss Lale!" Klein bowed ninety degrees and then quickly raised his head. He reached out and pressed Nick's waist down ninety degrees as well, "I'm a knight. I only want to help them and quell this chaos! After this, I'll definitely plead with my superior, one of the great Twelve Knights, Mr. Gareth, and ask him to plead for mercy for these orcs! They're only victims, not sinners who should be treated unfairly! "
"You're not lying." Lale exhaled softly and finally nodded slowly, "Alright … I'll try. But … what should I do? Teach you the [Moon Contract]? "
Klein was overjoyed. Nick, who could finally straighten his back, snatched Klein's phone and began to speak, "I'm afraid that's not possible. I don't think we have the ability to unleash the power of this lullaby, so we still need you!"
"This is a song for our sacrifice, not a lullaby!!" The orc lady was extremely fierce.
"Whatever! Nick quickly said, "I already have a preliminary plan! But I need all of you to take action and do me a favor! "
As he spoke, Nick looked out the window at a truck that had crashed into the wall of the social work center due to the chaos. He whistled and said, "First, we need to modify this big guy."
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Song Dynasty Hotel.
The door of the presidential suite opened in a hurry — Mr. Chen Bide was holding a metal baseball bat in his hand and wearing an ancient chain mail from Europe. He looked hurried!
"Master Qiu! Oh, God, that's great. You're fine! "
Mr. Chen looked like a loyal protector. He pressed down on the motorcycle helmet on his head with one hand. "It's very dangerous outside! Master Qiu, don't be afraid. I'll protect you! I've called all the security guards to this floor. I guarantee that not a single Grey Wing can fly in … "
A fly flew past his eyes.
"… Come."
Pa!
Seeing Peter Chan's strange appearance, Boss Luo couldn't help but ask curiously, "Mr. Chen, where did you get this armor?"
"This? This is an antique in the exhibition room. I'm wearing it! "Peter Chan puffed out his chest and said," How about it? There are a few more. Should I give you one too? I think I should! "
"Thank you." Luoqiu smiled slightly, "But I don't think it's necessary … By the way, Mr. Chen, are you sleepy?"
"Sleepy?" Peter Chan immediately said, "Why would I be sleepy at this time? I'll definitely be on my best behavior!! I don't care what kind of thugs or terrorist organizations they are. If they dare to come, I'll let them come in vertically and go out horizontally! "
"No, you're sleepy," Luoqiu said softly, "You're sleepy too."
Silently, Peter Chan directly fell to the ground and made a sound of sleeping — the sound spread out. At the same time, the sound of falling to the ground could be heard outside the door.
In an instant, all the guests, staff, and even the rats that were running away in the parking lot in the Song Dynasty Hotel lost consciousness.
Luo Qiu waved his hand, and light curtains appeared, covering the area in front of him.
He said casually, "So … where should I start?"
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PS: (7/30), why did it still increase …
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