Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

As she spoke, she winked at Margaret and immediately put on the mask of the filtration suit.

Margaret also agreed with Ye Tan's plan. Roy and Skadi lived in the Great Knight Territory and might not have seen the horror of mineral sickness. The mental torture brought by this incurable disease was sometimes even greater than the physical pain. She knew that Roy wanted to join Rhodes Island, but she didn't want him and Skadi to go to the island as patients. She nodded solemnly to Roy, put on the mask, and followed Ye Tan inside.

Skadi looked at Roy innocently. She felt that it was her words that provoked Yetan and Margaret, forcing them to walk into the ruins.

Roy shrugged, reached out and rubbed Skadi's head comfortingly. Unexpectedly, Skadi did not dodge.

Of course he knew that what Skadi said was true. The physical fitness of deep-sea hunters was indeed not comparable to that of ordinary Terrans. They had sea cells, and the more ruthless ones, such as Laurentina, were still alive and well after being directly injected with a lethal amount of concentrated Originium liquid. They were even able to automatically digest and heal themselves after being close to the sea and activating their instincts. This was something that Yetan and Margaret could never imagine.

But Roy did not explain. If someone said this, the first reaction would be that he was funny, and the second reaction would be that he was being stubborn. Only someone who knew the situation like Kal'tsit would choose to believe it. Since it had no effect, it would be better not to say it and just do it.

Roy patted Skadi's head and pointed to the depths of Simon Avenue:

"Can you hear where the sound is coming from?"

Skadi nodded.

"That's right, let's go, they are responsible for rescuing the injured, and we are responsible for eliminating the threats."

PS: After all, a big plot has just ended, and the next few chapters must have some foreshadowing and transition elements. I also want to write every chapter into a climax, but if they are all climaxes, then there is no climax at all.

The pace of these few cards will be a bit slower, mainly to arrange the line of the Witch King and the dark line of Lin Guang's father. Because, in my ideal, in the final solution to the doomsday crisis, most of Terra's top combat forces should be brought along.

Volume 1: Chapter 183 Are you okay?

"People in front, stop."

A shout stopped Margaret and Yetan who were walking towards the depths of the ruins. Holding a civilized walking stick, wearing a silk top hat, and a scarf and gloves that were meticulously worn, he stood on a high place, looking at the two people below with an unfriendly expression. The smoke from the pipe in his other hand slowly rose and dissipated, just like the shop that was burning not far from him.

Margaret frowned, and just as she was about to remind the middle-aged man to stay away from the building that could collapse and explode at any time, she was stopped by Ye Tan's raised hand. She looked away, and Ye Tan gently shook his head, signaling her not to speak. He took the initiative to step forward, put his right hand on his left chest, closed his eyelids slightly to avoid looking directly at him, and performed an impeccable gentleman's etiquette to the man on the ruins with an accurate posture of 45 degrees, and humbly said:

"Dear Mr. Russell, we are field operators of Rhode Island Medical in Violet City. My code name is Ye Tan, and this is Lin... Margaret. A serious accident has just occurred here. There may be hidden dangers of the spread of Originium dust concentration and the increased risk of Ore Disease infection. In order to ensure the safety of the people of Violet City, we have come here to check it out."

After Ye Tan finished speaking, he deliberately did not ask why Russell stayed here, but politely suggested:

"Based on the above reasons, Mr. Russell, you may encounter unnecessary danger here. Do you need me to escort you out? Or, can you give me a contact number and I will call your entourage for you?"

Rhode Island Medical?

Perhaps because Yetan's courtesy gave him enough face, or perhaps it was simply because he didn't want to hit someone who smiled at him, Russell's impatient expression eased a little. He had heard of Rhodes Island. There were many medical companies in this land, and there were countless medical companies that claimed to treat mineral diseases. However, Rhodes Island was one of the few cooperative companies that had obtained permits and qualifications in most countries. For this reason alone, Russell didn't mind giving them some face.

After all, the office they set up in Violet City did help him and his laboratory solve a lot of potential problems with infected people.

While Russell was reminiscing, Ye Tan turned around and carefully explained the identity of the person in front of him to Margaret:

"Russel is the uncrowned king of Violet City. He has a deep background. Almost all the suburbs are under his jurisdiction. Even if the Citizens' Council wants to make some decisions there, it must first obtain his consent. Upward, it may be related to an Elector Emperor. His tacit consent is also a big part of the reason why we can set up an office in Violet City. We should try not to offend him if we can."

Margaret nodded in understanding.

It is like the Knights Guild led by a Grand Knight, which is protected by the Supervisory Council above and manages a large number of knights below. However, the political situation in Casimir determines that the Knights Guild is a group of people, and Leitania and Russell are enough to take care of it alone.

After a brief silence in tacit yet strange agreement, Russell spoke again. He was no longer as cold as before, but instead spoke in an admonishing tone:

"No need for that. I and my people have already handled the explosion, and the Citizens' Council has approved it. If you have nothing else to do, people from Rhodes Island, please leave now."

Ye Tan was stunned. This was indeed different from what she had expected.

In her impression, although Russell had been abroad, he had a more conservative and demanding aristocratic self-esteem than anyone else in Violet City. He never personally participated in the affairs of the lower class, and his attitude towards the infected was not much better than that of walking material. That was why Ye Tan had followed his wishes at the first opportunity and adopted the aristocratic etiquette that no one would use on a normal day. His purpose was to gain his favor, obtain information about the internal disaster from him, and naturally take over the rescue mission.

Now, Russell not only has no intention of handing the task over to them, but he even said that "they will handle it". This is really unreasonable.

As we all know, when something is abnormal, there must be something wrong.

Seeing that Yetan seemed to be hesitating, Margaret took the initiative to speak:

"Mr. Russell, please forgive me for being so presumptuous. Rhodes Island is a professional emergency response agency for infected people and an organization that responds to the dangers of mineral disease. If we carry out the rescue, the casualties of this accident will be reduced..."

"Rhode Island."

Russell said coldly,

"I am responsible for handling this matter. Please leave immediately and remember where this place is. Don't be shameless."

"you!"

"boom--"

Yetan gritted her teeth and was about to retort, but a loud noise from a distance forced her anger back into her stomach.

She subconsciously raised her head and looked into the distance. In the sky in the distance, a golden light was rising into the sky. Before she could wonder, Lusel's face tightened, he turned around and ran towards the source of the sound.

"Follow."

Without saying anything, Margaret patted the dazed Yetan on the shoulder and quickly chased after Lussel.

Ye Tan smiled bitterly and pursed his lips: "Why do I feel like I'm in big trouble?"

...........

"We are almost here. Even though we took a detour, our speed is much faster than Margaret's. We should be here first, Skadi."

Roy stopped in front of the villa at the end of the street that was suspected to be the center of the explosion. While looking at the surrounding houses and buildings that were no longer recognizable, and the remains of plants that had been burned into brittle yellow stems, he spoke to Skadi who was following behind him.

Skadi would usually give a short "hmm" or "oh". She never said much, probably because they were blood relatives of deep-sea hunters. Roy could always see descriptions of them like "They don't need words. With a glance, a movement, or even without doing anything, they can know what each other is thinking and what to do." Naturally, there was no need for language. But this level of telepathy still seemed a bit too fantastic even in a magical world like Terra. Roy, a black household of deep-sea hunters, had not yet established this kind of connection with Skadi.

But contrary to her usual practice, Skadi did not answer this time, but fell into a long silence. Until Roy heard the sound of the heavy sword dragging on the ground from behind.

He turned around and found that Skadi was looking up at the sky with a frown on her face, as if there was something lurking above her. Roy looked up along her line of sight. The midnight sky was lit up by fire, and thick black smoke still lingered after the explosion, but he couldn't really see anything special in it.

He simply asked directly: "What's wrong? Skadi?"

"Ding!" A soft sound of string pulling was heard.

"Get away."

Without further ado, Roy received Skadi's voice and her movements almost at the same time. Her seemingly weak and delicate arms burst out with amazing strength, achieving the power of martial arts Iron Mountain in a physical way, and knocked Roy away. Before Roy could understand what was happening, the next second, several three-quarter cracks suddenly appeared on the ground where he had just stood, as if he had been attacked by some invisible attack.

Roy took a breath and looked at Skadi who was standing there.

She had raised the sword and placed it above her head without knowing when. The sword was now vibrating violently, as if it had just been hit hard.

"Are you okay?"

She looked at Roy, her eyes revealing a hint of worry. Roy nodded, and the worry disappeared as if it had never appeared, leaving only Skadi's voice of reminder:

"The enemy is unknown, and the method of attack is - sound."

Volume 1: Chapter 184: The Wizard King Stopped Thinking

Roy suddenly remembered a very classic old movie from his previous life - "Kung Fu".

Among them, the leader of the villain Axe Gang found two blind masters to launch a sneak attack on the three masters in the slum tube building. The means of attack they used was music. In their hands, the guzheng could produce wind blades, swords, and even thousands of troops. Although the spells of Letania were not so exaggerated in form, their unique musical spells in the entire land could also use the sound waves of music to transfer energy and launch attacks. They were invisible and colorless, difficult to detect, and could often catch people off guard.

Even though Roy was familiar with the plot and knew that the Leitanians had this spell, he was almost caught off guard. Although with his physical strength, such a sneak attack would not cause much effective damage, but spells are more cunning and changeable than physical attacks such as knives, guns, sticks and clubs. Who knows if it has any special effects?

For example, mental damage, dizziness, or charm?

Although the Deep Sea Hunter, who deals with monsters like Kaisi all the time and needs a sanity check at a glance, should have a good mental strength, Roy, a black household, is not sure about his own mental strength. After all, the last knight module only strengthened his body, so the less of this kind of attack he takes, the better.

Nodding gratefully to Skadi beside him, Roy made a decision in an instant. He did not draw out the Sun Sword, which was more convenient for close combat, but decisively took out the longbow from his back. First, it was night, and without Margaret, the Sun Sword could not be used at all, which was equivalent to a more durable sword. Second, he still had another collection that he had never used, the [Scaly Capture Coat].

A-level collectible [Scale-catching Coat]: When you use a ranged weapon, you will not become the target of the enemy's ranged weapon.

Reality is not a game. There are not so many job restrictions. When Roy picks up the sword, he becomes a guard operator. When he draws the bow, he becomes a sniper operator. The coverage of the scale-catching cape naturally changes from high-platform operators to personnel using long-range weapons to fight. In other words, as long as he raises the bow, the person who sneak attacks him with the music spell should have no way to deal with him.

Unless that person is strong enough to cast a large-scale AOE spell without taking a target, it is possible for Roy to take advantage of this loophole. But Roy is not worried about this at all. Large-scale AOE spells cannot be cast at will. Do you really think that the gold content of the Great Wilderness Starfall, Stella, and the Sun Holy Sword is low? Looking at the entire Terra, the number of enemies who can cast such a large-scale AOE and break through Roy's physical defense can be counted on two hands, not to mention that this is Leitania.

Old Taoist priest, you definitely won’t be able to find the inner guards or something like that. Why don’t you try digging the Witch King out of the ground?

A heavy dark blue raincoat appeared in his hand. Roy gave the surprised Skadi a look, turned around, and put on the heavy raincoat. A warm feeling came immediately, along with the salty smell of sea water. Roy's body seemed to be covered by a thick layer of mist, becoming gradually blurred and indistinct.

Skadi stared at the scene in front of her in a daze. She subconsciously wanted to ask a question, but was stunned by Roy's "you know" look just now, and it was difficult to speak. She began to think: Did Roy mention this to me at some point, but I forgot?

Before Skadi could figure it out, Roy had already taken action. He held a bow in his hand, but did not shoot any arrows. Instead, he walked out of the shelter recklessly and walked to the center of the open space. He glanced at the gap on the ground and said confidently:

"Come out, I see you."

What responded to him was not the figure of a person, but another more passionate music.

Skadi's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously wanted to go forward to rescue him, but speeds exceeding the speed of sound were not her specialty. The next second after the sound rang out, an invisible sharp blade had already approached Roy, as if it was going to cut him in half in the next moment.

In the shadows, the expressionless silver-haired girl watched the scene silently, and confidently put down her raised hands. When there was a muffled sound, the spell fell to the ground, and smoke and dust rose, she had already retracted her gaze and turned around to leave.

She couldn't stay here for too long. It seemed that the official Leitanian handler would not come for some reason. Then, to lead her descendant away from this place of trouble, she could only rely on her own legs.

But just as she took a step forward, an impossible voice came from behind her:

"Your spells have no effect on me. Come out, or do you want me to catch you myself?"

"Ok?"

The silver-haired girl turned around abruptly, and there was a hint of surprise and suspicion in her eyes as she looked at Yanchen. She was sure that there was absolutely no possibility that her spell had missed the target, so why did the man still have the chance to speak?

She was sure that Roy must be a novice in Originium skills, otherwise he would not have been unaware of her first spell attack. Then why was he able to dodge her attack this time?

The Witch King's music magic is at the pinnacle. This is the confidence that comes from being hailed as the number one sorcerer on Terra. If he really wants to launch a sneak attack on someone at his peak, even the old Taoist priest from Yan Country will find it difficult to detect. Even though he is only a fragment now and his strength is incomplete, he does not think that his magic will be seen through by someone who is not even a novice.

Is he bluffing? Or is there really some way to block my spell?

The Witch King frowned slightly, and within a moment, he had an idea in his mind. He called on the girl to raise her hand again, and this time the light of magic outlined a flute on her lips, aiming in the direction of Roy. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. The melodious flute sound immediately turned into a series of circular spells, covering Roy all over.

Roy still walked forward without dodging or avoiding anyone, as if he was oblivious to the circle that had surrounded him. This made the Witch King confirm his guess: "He can't see it."

A slightly sharp note came out from the flute, like a signal to attack. The next second, the airtight magic ring surrounding Roy suddenly crashed into Roy. This time, the Witch King did not move his eyes away and stared at Roy's figure.

However, at this moment, something beyond his comprehension and cognition happened. The magic circles that were originally rushing towards Roy in unison seemed to suddenly lose their target during the charge. One circle collided with two circles not far away during the flight, and the two circles collided with four circles respectively, just like a huge rear-end collision, one ring after another, and it couldn't be stopped at all.

In a short while, all the spell circles had exhausted their energy in the collisions with each other. They either hit the ground, rushed into the ruins, or simply disappeared into the air. Not a single one hit Roy who was moving forward.

The Witch King stood there in a daze, his thoughts inevitably coming to a standstill.

Volume 1: Chapter 185 I'll Cry for You

I am the former emperor of Leithania, the most powerful Originium sorcerer in the history of Terra, unprecedented and unrivaled, and honored as the Witch King.

My magic is invincible, literally invincible. I once summoned thunder and fire to destroy the vanguard of the Gaul invasion. I also completed the magic transformation and took the lives of a city thousands of miles away overnight. I just don't want the traitors to usurp the throne and kill the king, so now I am only a broken soul, but I am definitely not bullied by ordinary people! In order to protect my descendants, I resolutely released my extremely powerful magic on an arrogant magic rookie! Under the sound of the flute, thousands of rings demanded lives, even a mountain would be cut and chopped under my magic!

At least a few seconds ago, I was still so confident.

The Witch King lowered his head and stared at his hands in a daze. His mind was blank and his expression was indescribably confused. His thoughts were like an old machine that had gotten stuck. It kept repeating the process of starting up, running, encountering problems, and then crashing. All that was left was the mechanical mumbling in his mouth:

"This, this isn't right? What's going on? How could my spell hit itself?"

As he muttered to himself, he took a deep breath, raised his head in disbelief, and crossed his fingers back and forth. The invisible instrument he conjured suddenly changed from a flute to a more aggressive trumpet.

【drop--】

There was a fierce blowing sound, and the next second, violent sound waves seemed to turn into jackals and tigers and rushed towards Roy. It seemed that the Witch King had learned from the previous lesson and even made a slight innovation in the form of the spell with his talent, making the sound more layered and not colliding halfway like before.

Roy did not dodge or evade after hearing the trumpet sound. He was not unaware of the spell. The moment the trumpet sounded, he immediately locked onto the direction of the spell source and the position of the caster. However, he did not act in a hurry. Instead, he kept his pace, holding the longbow in his hand, and walked towards the direction of the Witch King step by step. In this direction, the Witch King's spell was already within reach, and there was no escape!

"Sure enough, it was just an accident."

Seeing the spell that was only a hair's breadth away from Roy, the Witch King heaved a sigh of relief. He had thought that something so strange was really going on in this land, and that his cerebellum was underdeveloped and he couldn't even tell the direction and distance. Now it seemed that if nothing unexpected happened, he would soon see Roy being overwhelmed by the spell and torn into pieces.

But as the saying goes, if nothing unexpected happens, then something unexpected is likely to happen.

The Witch King saw with his own eyes that the fangs of the beast transformed by the first music spell he released were almost touching Roy's arm, but at this moment, something beyond his cognition happened again.

After the first spell, the second spell suddenly lost control, and the sound of ferocious mountain camel beasts slammed into the side of the first spell. The orderly music was instantly mixed, and the first spell dissipated instantly, leaving only a noise similar to whimpering. The second spell did not stop after it shifted in direction, and crashed directly into the small building on the side. The seven-story building, which was already crumbling in the explosion, once again suffered the pain it should not have suffered. The load-bearing columns collapsed in the explosion, and the entire building began to gradually tilt, falling towards the direction of the Witch King.

The Witch King's pupils shrank, and before he could react, his third and final spell was cast without even being performed. Before hitting Roy, it turned in mid-air and exploded in the collapsed building as if protecting its master. The wreckage of reinforced concrete was instantly blown into rubble all over the sky, covering the entire open space like a heavy rain.

Skadi raised his sword to block the rubble, but Roy was unwilling to switch to melee mode because of such a small matter. He could only raise his arms to block the overwhelming but ineffective pebbles.

He was indeed hit.

"It seems that my speculation was correct. As expected, the scale-catching cloak cannot launch a large-scale attack without targeting a target."

Roy, who had somehow exceeded the experimental goal, took a step forward and approached the source of the attack in the blink of an eye. He lifted the stone slab buried above the ruins, lowered his head, and finally made eye contact with the silver-haired girl covered in dust.

But before he could open his mouth, the sorcerer girl who was close to him gritted her teeth and asked, "Why?" The weak voice was like a sob, as if it contained doubt, confusion, as well as deep humiliation and grievance.

The Witch King gave up thinking. He felt that if he continued thinking like this, the survival time of this fragment of his would be shortened by more than half.

But even so, he still found it difficult to resist the influence of the body's owner. The girl's fragile emotions made him bite his lips uncontrollably, and his eyes were filled with tears of grievance.

I am, no, I am the Witch King! The most powerful person in Originium skills, the unrivaled master of spells!

He could accept that, during the years he was away, many talented people emerged on Terra, and a master of Originium skills comparable to my fragment appeared. He could also accept that this master was a genius comparable to himself when he was young, so he could master extraordinary powers at the age of only 20 or 30, and block his attack with a wave of his hand.

Although these were discouraging, he could accept them. After all, there are always talented people in every generation, and who can predict what will happen in this land?

However, he couldn't accept it. Roy didn't do anything, not even a defensive posture, he just walked towards him openly, and all his spells were in vain!

If this fragment was not just a spell consciousness stored by the characteristics of Originium, he would have suspected whether he really had a problem with his cerebellum, or was suffering from Alzheimer's disease. He released his best music spell, but either rear-ended or collided with it. Not only did he miss any of them, but he also almost hurt himself.

But now he has no brains at all!