People are forbidden by magic, just become mercenaries

My sister is my last family member, Uriyapati, who has lost too much, will never allow anyone around her to be taken away.

"Shiva's trident (trishula)!!!!!!"

Chapter 390: You, are you Mr. Wizard?

"Shiva's trident (trishula)!!!!!!"

The whispers summoned a massive wave of destruction.

There was only a loud cracking sound coming out of the air, and the tip of the halberd glowing with golden light directly stabbed at the frivolous man opposite.

After the opponent sealed Sosti in solid ice, Urreapatti used this one-hit kill attack.

She now only has Sosti as a family member, and she will never allow anyone to take away anything from her.

And this kind of destructive force capable of tearing and melting the human body and the surrounding stone structures ruthlessly attacked a human being with a flesh and blood body.

It was like a flash of lightning.

If this bolt of lightning is used to attack a submarine, there is no doubt that it can evaporate half of the submarine's hull in an instant.

However, the attack now broke out in a corridor that could only accommodate three or four people side by side.

Dazzling golden light erupted in front, and Urreapatti flew out from the impact of his own attack, and slammed into the solid ice that was freezing Sosti.

The back covered by the tulle collided fiercely with the extremely cold ice. Urreapati didn't care about the rusty taste in his mouth, nor did he care about the feeling of being blocked in his chest.

She hurriedly got up from the ground, but it wasn't because she was worried about the opponent's counterattack.

After seeing that the ice block that sealed Sosti was not damaged, Urreapatti relaxed his shoulders as if he was relieved.

"Yeah, the elder sister who has gradually matured after experiencing despair and darkness, and the young younger sister who has been hiding under the protection of her elder sister and has not really transformed..."

Unscathed, it has clearly experienced enough bombardment to penetrate a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier from the front.

But the man in front of him approached in the direction of Uriyapati as if nothing had happened.

"It tastes really good. Compared with the older sister who has a mellow smell, the younger sister who is lagging behind is like adding 'bitterness', but it makes this cocktail more layered?"

The man seemed to scratch his head in distress.

"But it really doesn't work..."

The man doesn't seem too pleased with what he's saying.

After frowning slightly, he continued to speak calmly.

"No, please don't mind, I'm not talking about you, but about my current situation. After all, if I don't leave now, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave later. Of course, I really want to talk more with the two ladies For a while, but the situation outside seems to be a little bit wrong, the originally noisy outside seems to have quieted down?"

Urreapatti didn't notice until the other party reminded him.

The originally chaotic outside seems to have indeed quieted down now.

Then there are only two situations.

Either those prisoners have all escaped, or the Puritan response force has arrived and has completed the initial suppression.

"Goodbye, then, two lovely ladies. It was a pleasure chatting with you, but I still can't keep you alive."

Hold it empty again, and with the turning of the man's wrist, what flows out of the void this time is a translucent liquid.

Urreapati wanted to fight back, but she couldn't.

The continuous use of high-intensity spells pushed her body to its limit.

Although she has a very high compatibility with the "Shiva system" spells, using so many spells in a row still has a great burden on her body.

The Indian gods are different from the Nordic gods. Their power does not come from weapons. In Hindu mythology, the gods themselves are the most powerful. Even if Shiva has no weapons, he can destroy the world just by dancing.

The artifacts in Indian mythology are not symbols of power, but more like the epitome of the rules of the world. The reason why the gods hold these weapons is because they need to restrain themselves rather than fight with them.

That is to say, Urreapatti reproduced the power of many Indian gods in succession, basically replacing himself and "borrowing" the mighty power of the gods, relying on various "Asdora" "Just release it.

"Here, give me a stop!"

"you......"

Urreapatti saw the witch with glasses standing in front of her and Sosti. Although she looked quite imposing, from Urriyapati's perspective, she was probably quite scared now. .

From the trembling legs and the palms with white joints due to extreme exertion, it can be seen that the witch's heart is probably already upside down.

"The shining sky..."

“I should have said that a bad wine is a bad wine no matter how old it is. There are no exceptions to that alone.”

Continuously ejected in the void, the translucent liquid bounced and accelerated around Uriyapati and others like bullets.

The witch did not activate the air strike of the spiritual outfit she had arranged, and the flying liquid bullets were aimed at the vital points of the three of them.

Urreapati didn't want to wait to die, but she was in severe pain and couldn't move at all.

And after the witch made the announcement, she gave up the construction of the spell, covered her face with her arms and curled up like an armadillo in fear.

"checkmate (General)."

"Virgin Palace. Heh, heh, vau, yod, the brilliance of the sixth house that has been lost due to the precession, the angel with the eight-character god name is called here to drive away the disaster in front of us and purify the impending dirt."

Someone else's voice intervened.

Urreapati didn't know what happened, but the originally dim magic circle suddenly started.

Yes, dazzling white light gently enveloped Urreapatti's body.

The flying liquid projectiles seemed to be blocked from the outside, and the sound of the hard object being shot through also showed that the attack dealt with was bounced back.

"You shall loose the nails that bind you, and free the roses from the cross."

Urreapati heard the man's voice, but could not identify the man's exact location.

In fact, not only Urreapatti, but also the witch with glasses and the man who attacked and defended looked around in astonishment.

The sound of "click" came from behind, and Urreapatti turned around nervously, and found that the ice that sealed her sister was melting.

"Sousti, are you alright?"

"Uh-huh......"

His lips were a little purple from the cold, but he barely lost his temperature.

Urreapatti hugged Sosti and tried to use her own body temperature to warm her sister up, and a witch also began to clean out a large number of spiritual outfits that could construct recovery spells, intending to heal Sosti. .

"Dionysus held the scepter, and poured the wine of victory into..."

"Wine is the 'blood of the gods' and one of the miracles performed by the sages is the 'turning of water into wine'. You are conflating the Greek God of Dionysus with the concept of the 'son of God', but it's a trick of this magnitude .”

The man looked at his hands in horror, the wounds between his fingers began to rot rapidly, and the "Dionysus spell" originally used with his own blood could not be activated.

He struggled to use magic, but found that he couldn't refine his life force at all.

"Wine is the 'blood of the gods', and grapes need to be fermented to make wine. 'Fermentation' simply means 'corruption'. So, does 'corruption' mean 'weak vitality'?"

"!!!!!!"

He couldn't speak, because the decay was so fast that only a little skeleton remained in his throat.

There is no room to struggle as the muscles are rapidly blackening and then melting.

The man was like a wax figure that melted under high temperature, before it turned into a foul-smelling "slush".

Sigurd, who led the ten witches including Helen, came from behind Urreapati and the others, and glanced at Suo who was lying in Urreapati's arms, shivering due to the drop in body temperature. Si Ti.

"The number is four, the color is blue, the metal is tin, and the symbolic planet is Jupiter. The name of the god is el, and the name of the guardian angel is 'Randekil'. The angel who takes the position of 'mercy' comes here to protect That feeble prayer. Means the pure and divine law of the universe, answering the meager echo of the poor wretch."

Sister Urreapati's eyes widened.

This feeling is too familiar to them.

In the summer three years ago, on the afternoon when they almost died, a young "mercenary" came to their small remote village.

Sosti, whose body temperature rose and regained consciousness, weakly opened his eyes in his sister's arms.

In a blur, she seemed to have returned to the dilapidated wooden house three years ago.

"You, are you Mister 'Wizard'?"

Sosti didn't know why she would ask such a question, after all, those who can appear in this place are undoubtedly "heterogeneous" who live in this world as magicians.

As for Sigurd, he only spoke plainly to Sosti's question.

"Yes."

Seemingly getting a satisfactory answer, Sosti smiled and fell asleep in her sister's arms.

Chapter 390: Forensic Cleanup Eliminate

A total of eleven "Deep Sea Blue Whales" had all successfully returned to the voyage. The first time it reached the UK, no matter whether it was the Cavaliers, Puritans or the Royal Family, they all had an attitude of "as expected of a mercenary".

But after the actual "mobile fortress" was sent to a special warehouse and hoisted with a large-scale lifting device, everyone could fully see the horrors of those mobile fortresses.

Although it does not mean that it has been completely scrapped, the most complete of the eleven "Deep Sea Blue Whales" was blasted out of a large hole with a radius of two meters.

Of course, this is not a big problem. After all, without a special spiritual outfit, it is very difficult to enter the ship without damaging the hull.

So it is expected that there will be a violent breakthrough.

The real problem should be what's going on "inside".

"vomit......"

Retching sounded one after another, and the Puritan nuns who were in charge of cleaning up the "wreckage" entered the interior of the facility wearing special veils and gloves, and used potions and spells to clean up the "residues" inside, enduring extreme discomfort.

"What the hell are these idiots thinking? Don't they think about other people? Wouldn't our workload be ridiculous?"

"That's right, knowing the existence of Mr. Sigurd, wouldn't it be enough to surrender obediently? Or are those idiots thinking that they can escape from Mr. Sigurd?"

The little nun was completely deflated, as was the other nun with long brown hair.

Although they frowned and complained, they did not slacken in cleaning up all kinds of "dirt" potions.

Although this potion can be mass-produced, the Puritans did not expect that this essential "repression" would lead to such a virtue at the beginning.

Although the battles of magicians are fierce, in general, in order not to cause panic in the general world, they will try their best to control the impact of the battle to the minimum.

In other words, it is rare for blood to splatter or even smear the ceiling.