It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

The glass containers under the alchemy room rose up one after another, and the exhausted cooling gas filled the room with white smoke.

Chapter 73 The Wind Rises

"is it finished?"

Hyde took the report from the short brown-haired young man, and his face was more joyful.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

The adjutant, Steve Graham, took a step back and straightened his back.

"The test of the "Heroic Spirit Project" went well, we got a total of [-] heroic warriors including nine special individuals. "

"Judging from the test data, their average strength is even at the top of the executors, and those few special individuals are even more... unbelievable!"

"In this way, even if your power cannot be used at will, the war between us and the dark wizard will be without any suspense."

Hyde played with the ancient vocabulary of "Heroic Spirit", and didn't comment on Steve's last sentence, just smiled in a low voice.

"Heroic Spirit... Heh, I have always felt that this title is appropriate."

"It is said that the powerful dead were taken from the battlefield to Valhalla by the Valkyries. I even had the illusion that the myth is moving from the book to reality."

And Steve nodded and said nothing, but his eyes became slightly deeper.

Everyone here is well aware of the raw materials of the Heroic Spirit Project, which is really something that Kraft cannot disclose.

Parts of the data left behind by Ella Williams before she fell into a deep sleep complete the jigsaw puzzle of the plan.

The rune named "Metamorphosis" can stabilize the eyes of the brain and bring about changes, so that the creatures implanted with the eyes of the brain will not die due to violent conflicts, which significantly increases the chance of success of the experiment.

But the core part of the plan was another part—under Hyde's instructions and the acquiescence of the current headmaster, some wizards began to concentrate on studying necromancy magic.

In the past year or so, the black wizards who were hunted for crimes enough to be executed were concentrated and harvested.Their dead souls did not dissipate with death, but were refined and erased by wizards, and became spiritual bodies with great strength and wisdom, replacing the original beast souls of the experimental subjects.

This is the essence of the heroic warrior.

As for the nine units as special individuals, they use the souls of the apostles, which brings them uniqueness and makes them stronger than other heroic spirits.

In addition to the powerful magic, even if these biological weapons die in battle, they can continue to be mass-produced and regenerated quickly by recycling the core parts, just like the immortal heroic warriors in mythology.

Hyde Belusay crossed his fingers and leaned back against the back of the chair.

"Don't be too impatient, let them try to harvest the few strongholds that we can identify that seem to have apostles, and let the war train our heroic spirits. Data that has not undergone actual combat tests are just data after all."

"Collect enough souls as firewood, and the awakening ceremony can't have any problems."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

After Steve left, the light from the floor-to-ceiling windows behind Hyde became distorted, and the girl with pale skin like a doll stood there listening to everything from beginning to end.

"Why not just use the souls of those dark wizards as fuel."

The shadow didn't comment on the so-called Heroic Spirits plan, but keenly pointed to the place Steve ignored.

"As long as the number of the first batch of heroic warriors is reduced by half, the third awakening ceremony should be able to begin long ago."

When she said that, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Hmm... It's human nature rather than soul that is used as fuel. Maybe those black wizards who have no moral bottom line are not good firewood, but what about the nine souls that belonged to the apostles? At least half of them were bought by Ling desperately. If Using it in the awakening ceremony can completely shorten the preparation time."

Hyde heard the dissatisfaction in the other party's tone, and couldn't help but sighed.

"I don't want to do that either."

"But... I have some vague premonitions."

This made Shadow feel even more puzzled.

"Bad premonition, you chose to quickly expand your combat power because of this?"

"However, if the awakening ritual can free Ella from her current predicament, the power she brings will be far beyond what the Heroic Spirit Project can compare to."

The blond young man closed his eyes, and the lines of his cheeks became a little cold due to the tense muscles.

"I understand, I understand..."

"I'm just afraid that the final result may not be what we want."

-

At the foot of the Gifu Mountains near Lorraine, villages were requisitioned and expanded into temporary camps.

The middle-aged officer was enjoying a meal that was not common on the battlefield.

Steak grilled just right, alcohol-sweetened sausage, and soft, slightly yellowish fresh mashed potatoes, paired with a glass of bright red wine.

Judging by his attire and epaulettes, he should be a major.As a mid-level military officer at the front line, his treatment is obviously much higher than that of his colleagues. At least for others, alcoholic beverages will never appear on their tables at this time.

If it weren't for the rough iron dinner plate with some tough atmosphere of the battlefield, it would even make people feel that the man is enjoying a camping vacation.

In fact, he was not worried that he would be attacked.

After the emperor declared war, more and more troops were assembled across the Rhine.

In just a few days, they encountered several small battles.

But no matter what the final outcome is, he is destined to be safe.

The middle-aged major has a hidden identity. In fact, he is a dark wizard belonging to the Albion Brotherhood.

The task the major received was simple, that is to increase the number of casualties in the war through hints and other means.

What he did was not terribly cryptic, but it was part of the plan itself.He wished to expose himself to the eyes of the executor.

The major knew very well that he was the bait arranged here. There were three combat-specialized apostles hidden in the army he was stationed in, and the "sacred domain" spell created by Lord Hebrew could even threaten the superiors with mortal guns. wizard.

If a big man among the executors bites the bait, their arrangement in the army will definitely give the other party a big surprise.

Thinking of this, he even felt a little excited.

A long time ago, the major had longed for that temple of wizards, but his blood and talent had become a solid wall in front of him.In the past 20 years, that longing has long been brewed into hatred by time.

Yes, he wanted to kill those who were above him who had turned him away!Step them in the mud to vent your anger and tell them how wrong their decision was!

The man glanced at the black and white portrait on the table. It was a girl with cold eyes and short hair, who was also his most anticipated hunting target - the executor of a pure-blood family, a witch called Gray Peacock.

That arrogant woman seemed to be quite active in the war between the League and the Brotherhood, and whether she could capture her alive or kill her, it was something to look forward to for him.

Thinking of this, the major couldn't help feeling a little hot in his stomach. He was about to pick up the wine glass, but he felt the liquid in the glass shake.

got windy?

The man looked at the mountains in front of the camp with some doubts. The afterglow of the setting sun disappeared in the sky, and the storm swept over the withered grass roots and sand and stones.

The storm is coming.

Chapter 74 The Undead Army

The oil lamps in the camp flickered for a while, and the originally warm and bright firelight became cold in this flicker.

It is like a false phantom reflected by the dead stars, which will not bring the slightest warmth to this world.

The major's expression froze for a moment, but he didn't get up, he just sat in the original position and said with uncertainty:

"Lord Orlando?"

A figure appeared behind him.

His face is beautiful, and his physical features cannot be distinguished as male or female.The part that should be the eyes is wrapped with a dark cloth soaked in ointment, and it seems that it can't see at all.

"Orlando the Farsighteder" he or she is one of the three apostles stationed in the camp this time, and together with the other two, they set up traps targeting the high-level executors.

With three apostles with specialized abilities, together with the ability to suppress the mysterious spell "Sanctuary" and the firearms and cannons with fully enhanced effects in the sanctuary, this trap can theoretically leave any executor under the executive officer.

But at this time, Orlando's expression was solemn, and this atmosphere made the major feel that something seemed wrong.

"Lord Orlando, did you 'see' anything?"

Orlando, whose eyes seemed to be unable to see, raised his hands and put them in front of his eye sockets, then turned them over to reveal two cloudy eyeballs growing in his palms. They were slightly stagnant, and turned a few times in different directions, and finally locked together. in a certain direction and no longer move.

It was an open field under the mountains.

"Something bad... is coming."

Orlando's voice was hoarse, and he seemed to be suffering some kind of unbearable pain.

The major looked as hard as he could, but he saw nothing but open moors and swaying yellow grass--no, no.

He squinted, noticing something imperceptible, parting weeds like shadows in the night.

Is it the wind, or something else?

The eyes growing in the palms of the farsighted man left behind dark, sticky blood. At the same time, blood also oozed from behind the dark cloth soaked in ointment on his face.

At this time, a strange picture appeared in the major's mind, as if another pair of eyes presented the captured things in his mind.

They were black figures galloping in the dead wilderness, cavalry charging in the mist. Their horses' hooves fell neatly and lightly on the ground without making a sound; the plants under their feet were rapidly withering and losing all their color. .

The leader seemed to be a graceful female knight, even a blurred shadow could not conceal her elegance, and the dancing cloak and skirt were like two pairs of flapping black wings.

The major stopped hesitating immediately and yanked towards the alarm. The ear-piercing alarm bell representing an enemy attack immediately broke the silence of the night.

At the same time, another figure appeared behind the major. It was a man covered in a pitch-black robe, and the side of the robe was embroidered with complicated golden patterns.

He knelt on the ground and encouraged him to lift up a golden ornament that looked like a burning flame. A circle of radiance visible to the naked eye immediately spread outward from the center of the ornament. It passed through all obstacles in the barracks, completely covering the area within a kilometer radius. shrouded.

And this action also caused the black robe covering the man's arms to fall off, which were extremely pale and slender hands and forearms with bones visible.They began to fester the moment they were exposed to light, as if they were being burned by a raging fire.

The man wailed in pain, but after the wail, the sanctuary created by the golden flame-shaped ornament suddenly expanded several times in size!

It is the No.2 apostle "Julian the Fear of the Light" in the camp. The pain that Julian suffers can awaken miracles, and within a certain range, someone or something he thinks of can be blessed by miracles.

Day seemed to have fallen behind the mountains again, and the blurry figures in the wilderness became clear.

They are alien devils, paddling on the ground with their long limbs, rising and falling without gravity.The tentacles behind him floated up and down with every jump, and their posture was hidden by the mist, like a strange cavalry wearing a black cloak in the dark night.

No need to wait for the major's order, the soldiers on standby in the trench immediately aimed their long-barreled rifled guns at these weird knights, and the fear even caused those who responded in the camp to turn their black muzzles and aim them at the field.

For a while, smog, iron and fire became the themes on the field.