Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 641 Chaos in the Hall

The only way to tame insects is to condition them to have reflexes.

If you can't control their actions, then find a way to make them uninterested in a certain smell or thing from the very beginning... For example, food will never appear where the smell is, so the insects will definitely be reluctant to go there.

For insects that have no intelligence and act only on instinct, appetite is definitely everything.

In that case, even the Cup of Life, which is responsible for training them, cannot arbitrarily command them to go to areas that are not allowed to go to.

Unless, their factory settings include the principle of unconditional obedience to the commands of the Cup of Life.

If this premise is really met, it would be very easy to handle.

After all, to complete this setting, it is basically set to a specific fluctuation.

As long as he dares to use it, the gods who have heard it once will be able to use the exhaustive method to study this fluctuation.

This bug will naturally become useless in the future.

Even if they change the fluctuation every time in the future, it will only be a disposable consumable.

While still threatening, it is certainly no longer deadly.

Travis scratched his head: "Can you explain it more clearly?"

Lori couldn't help but tilt his head: "You can't possibly not understand."

"But, since you know, there's no need for me to waste my energy!" Travis said confidently.

Is this the king's thinking?
A thought suddenly occurred to Lowry.

If it were him, he would just hide away and think hard, and give up if he couldn't figure it out... unless there was someone around who he was sure would be happy to answer his questions.

But Travis was obviously used to giving orders and letting others think for him... All he needed to consider was whether what this person said was worthy of his trust, not whether the other person was willing to answer him.

It’s really interesting that when Lori answered this question to Travis, he still had a feeling of sudden enlightenment in his heart... No wonder Travis thought Leon was suitable to inherit his throne.

Leon has always been this self-righteous since he was the leader of Tiger Blade.

Whether he was asking others to do something or arranging his own subordinates, he never hesitated, nor did he care whether the other party was secretly calculating in his heart... As long as they didn't reject him openly, there was no problem.

So, even though Leon has Yuri who seems to be in control of everything, Travis still feels that Leon is the one who really has the final say.

He seemed to have learned something useless.

But, there is no harm.
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"Are these bugs really planning to fight us to the death?" Comlan hammered his waist, looking somewhat impatient.

Since the scarab cannot break the shield's defense, it cannot cause much damage.

Mal and Komlan didn't even need to take medicine, they could just lean on their shields and stare blankly.

Maintaining the shield state is not only a little tiring, but also consumes only a little mana.

This was even more difficult for Komlan than before... He needed some way to wake up.

Mal glanced at him and said, "Don't let your guard down. Don't forget, this cave is made of stone."

"So when is he going to get in?" Comran looked at the skinny monster in the mirror. "Why is he still standing there holding a cup?"

"Maybe it's not that easy to control?" Mal took a closer look. "We're already trying. We have to be careful."

"I really want to kill these bugs." Comlan pursed his lips. "What are they called scarabs? Aren't they just dung beetles that push dung balls?"

"You can actually see that?" Mal was surprised... Could his dear brother have such observation skills?

"What are you talking about? As someone who cleans horse manure every day, who wouldn't know this little thing?" Comlan said dissatisfiedly.

"I'm not asking whether you recognize dung beetles." Mal laughed, "I didn't expect you to be able to see the true appearance of this golden little insect.

What brilliant colors!"

"If it was just the golden one in the cave, I probably wouldn't be able to recognize it." Comlan thought about it and admitted honestly, "But when they attacked the sun, they turned deep red!
In fact, the difference between the original color and the original color is not that big. "

"Sure enough, there is gain and loss." Mal nodded thoughtfully.

"What do you mean?"

A faint question came from above their heads.

“Our lord said that because it was life born from death, this thing turned into the color of the sun.

They themselves are still cold.

It only looks sacred on the surface, but in reality it is the birth of death.

What really makes people afraid of them is the death plague they bring with their bites.

Therefore, the original scarab had a mysterious flavor, and its appearance seemed to represent God.

However, this time someone modified it to have the attribute of fire... Although the flame is powerful and has terrible lethality, it will not make people feel scared at the thought of it.

So, even though they are attacking the sun above our heads, everyone still has the time to observe what they look like.

If he was worried, Komlan would never have that thought. "

The Wind Wolf King thought about it and agreed with Mal's statement: "You are right. Although we have been looking at the sky and the sun, no one thinks... this thing can really succeed. In addition to the undoubted power of the Sun God, it is also because these insects have neither an invincible momentum nor a sense of evil and fear.

On the contrary, it’s those things on the shield now, for some reason, that make me feel uncomfortable.

Even though I know they can’t hurt me at all.”

"It's starting to change color." Komlan's voice sounded at the same time, "Do you want to forge our shields?"

"Hmm?" Mal couldn't help but move closer to the mirror, "What does he think?

"For those who dare to come here after seeing the battle in the sky, the most adequate preparation is fire resistance potion or fire resistance barrier, right?"

"This thing is not as difficult to deal with as it looks in the sky!" The Wind Wolf King couldn't help but mutter a few words.

"That's not the case yet." Mal said without turning his head, "Lord Lori specifically mentioned that we should not let our guard down just because they seem to be moving very slowly in the sky, and think that we will never be caught up.

Even if the speed is the same as that of the Wind Wolf, it won’t work.

Got to try it first.

After all, that is the road to the sun, and what you see with your naked eyes may not be the same as what actually exists.

Don't have any fluke mentality. When our lord said this, the old wolf king was also there.

Oh, your cousin heard it, too."

The Wind Wolf King transformed into the breeze and drew a circle in the wind, as if observing his sister's movements, and then said firmly: "I never said I'm not afraid of such words!"

Mal couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Alright~ Get ready for battle, let's cool down these bugs."

Before coming here, Lowry had anticipated several situations for them, and they didn't expect that they would all come in handy!
The Wind Wolf King hovering above their heads immediately regained his seriousness and said, "First try to see if my magic is really useless."

As soon as he finished speaking, an ice storm instantly formed on the surface of the shield.

However, although some bugs at the edge of the shield were blown away by the wind, it had no cooling effect.

Looking at the bugs that returned to the shield almost instantly after flying a few meters away, the Wind Wolf King was somewhat helpless: "They are indeed not affected by the spell."

"Not really." Komlan, who had been staring intently, denied, "It's just that your ice spells are not strong enough."

"My ice storm is very standard!" said the Wind Wolf King unhappily.

"Aren't the standards just not that strong?" Komlan complained, "Let's see if it works if the Ice Lord comes instead!"

"That's called the origin spell!" The Wind Wolf King said dissatisfiedly, "If I had known earlier, you should have brought a little dragon with you!"

Mal turned around and looked at him with a mysterious smile.

"Mal! Komlan!" Ezra's anxious voice suddenly sounded behind them, "Something happened in the hall!"

Mal subconsciously glanced at the weirdo in the round mirror: "What a quick reaction!"

As soon as he confirmed that the shield was an absolute one-sided defense and could be broken from their side, he immediately ordered the hidden men in the hall to take action.

"Is it the fat guy?" he asked curiously.

There's a weird medicinal smell in that guy's blood, there's probably something wrong.

On the contrary, the boy who always looks bad will be fine.

After all, he had been hanging around right under the noses of Sofia and Evelyn Costa.

The gods can only keep silent at best, but they can't be completely unaware of anything.

But the Lord of Valor generally does not do anything mysterious.

Although the main belief of the North has always been the Lord of Storms, most knights are also willing to experience the charm of a heroic knight... To be frank, even when fighting, they will mutter something like "Give me courage".

"No." Ezra said in a dry voice, "It was the knight I brought. I have always had bad luck."

When Leon left the North, he took only his own people with him.

Although Ezra knew that these knights left behind by Leon might not be very useful, he really didn't expect that he would be so lucky.

Although many local knights were brought to Barony Watson's territory this time, only about ten of them were brought into the underground hall.

There is actually a 'time bomb'.

The Wind Wolf King circled in the air and said, "Maybe it's not your luck, but no matter who you bring, there will be an unlucky person who will be replaced.

Don't forget, they have the help of the Rain Goddess, who is good at disguise."

Ezra felt a little better.

He could accept that his men were infiltrated with foreign enemies, but he could not accept that his luck was so unique.

Then he felt a chill on his back and asked, "What about the people I brought with me..."

"Aura can be changed, but temperament is not so easy to disguise." Mal looked at him a little confused, not understanding why this great knight was crazy.

He had known the people he brought with him for decades, and there would definitely be a subtle sense of dissonance when they were replaced.

(End of this chapter)