The huge explosion sounded like countless cannons fired together, and it was like the machinery of all factories in the empire malfunctioning at the same time. An explosion occurred after the gasoline escaped to the critical point.

But what is strange is that the red light emitted by Wright's hands and the black "glory" emitted by Windeck actually had only sound and did not have much real impact.

The team members around, including the wind, only heard deafening sounds and vibrations that seemed to tear the eardrums. In addition, they only felt the faint airflow generated by the magic power game, and the constantly shining red light that contrasted with the fantasy and strange scenes.

After almost one minute of confrontation, the red light, including the flashing white current "little snake", gradually weakened.

Two or three seconds later, Windeck's black "light" was like a lizard or a giant dragon and swallowed all the red light directly.

Immediately afterwards, as the sound of dull force attacking the body passed by, Wright's body was hit hard against the wall under the impact of the "Sharp Head Armored Wheel", and he lost the ability to continue fighting on the spot.

With steady steps, Windeck gradually retracted the only remaining dual-type magic power in his body, like a lake about to dry up, barely supporting his body wrapped in fatigue and pain. With relatively steady steps, he walked to Wright, the wall made of cement steel bars.

After turning his head and waved to signal other team members Hefeng to leave the warehouse, Windeck slowly squatted down.

"Can you still move?" asked Windeck, his voice very low, trembling slightly.

"No...no big problem." Wright forced a smile.

"Blame me." Windeck scratched his hair soaked in sweat, a little sticky, and wet, and said with a smile:

"But you are indeed very powerful. That tentacle is indeed very powerful. Although you feel that you only exert less than 10% of its power, it is already powerful enough. I am not praising you, Wright, to be honest, at your current level, as long as you can stand up now, then, fighting any of the three main cardinals in the three churches, you have at least the ability to escape at will."

"The ability to escape at will? Haha." Wright smiled knowingly, "Stand up? I'll try. After all, I feel like I'm not hurt."

Wright said, trying to move his limbs that were a little numb but not very stiff.

Immediately afterwards, he supported the ground with his hands, his back against the cold wall, and his feet exerted a little force. With the powerful friction between the standard boots and the ground, he successfully stood up with the support of the wall.

After looking at Windeck with pure black eyes that were unusually similar to the surrounding environment for a few seconds, the two of them showed a heartfelt smile at the same time.

"Wright, from the perspective of magic power, you should be of the type of flame, right?" Wendeck asked.

"It's not wrong." Wright did not answer positively.

"Then, your power should be in order 5: it's painful, right?" Wendeck asked.

"Well, it shouldn't be. The most recent acquisition should be the inspiration sequence core. If you use the Lost Set to calculate it, it should be the order 6: inspiration." Wright responded honestly.

"That's amazing. Are you an upper-level professional?" Windeck looked slightly unwilling and asked again with a slightly quick tone.

"Yes." This time Wright did not deny it, but endured the tear and pain that spread from time to time on his body and nodded.

"Which kind?" said Windeck, slapped Wright on the shoulder, where the guards' silver-white uniforms usually don't wear erectile slats.

"[Order]." Wright replied firmly and in a deep voice.

"Mysterious and powerful professions are usually given great missions. However, the promotion of strength will be very slow and growth will be extremely difficult. But as long as you can reach the "fight" of the order 3, you will be stronger than any profession, and you can even explore the existence of "divineness" in advance. Wright, you surprised me again." Windeck sighed.

"So, captain... what is the order level you say? Are you also a professional?" Wright asked back attemptly. He also wanted to know what level his current combat ability has reached to resist a series of attacks from the seemingly powerful captain Windeck.

After all, Windeck showed Wright complete fighting skills, compound magic power, skillful order monsters, and excellent temporary reaction ability.

If a relatively high-level magic source power or upper-level profession is added, then Wright will be more confident in exploring the "Daughter of Mechanical Yuan", exploring and entering His divine realm, and preventing the inhumane "Blood Night Ritual" of Sogra City.

"Step 5, Pain. Wright, you should know some basic rules of the psychic. In fact, if we don't talk about our identity and position, are we not lost people with a low level of mental breakdown?

Once there is a suitable opportunity to touch the gods or powerful magic power, we will also obtain the sequence core and be promoted."

Windeck said, turning his head to look at the gas lamp "swaying" on the wall, taking out an "Eternal Life" cigarette from his arms, taking out one of a box of matches, sliding it to ignite it, and igniting it.

After taking a long suck, he spit out a smoke ring mixed with the breath of "inner-rolled flowers", Windeck continued to tell:

"Fifteen years ago, I met two lost people who were mentally broken and murmured in their mouths that seemed to be Cruzde's language. They said, 'Everyone will be silent, no one will be redeemed, silence.'

Later they also mentioned strange languages ​​such as "the god who gains eternal life under the storm", and "the strange bondage will be dismembered, and the old god in the deep sea has awakened."

At that time, I walked in the desert for more than half a month, and the food and water sources were almost exhausted. So, after the last string of rationality broke, I chose to eat them. I was promoted to the rank 6 inspiration.

However, the promotion to Level 5 is not so bloody. I took a magic potion called "The Scream of the End" bought from a magician in the Lost Church. I paid the price of my left arm and right leg and advanced to this point."

"What a sad story. Promotion is still too expensive for humans... psychopaths." Wright whispered.

After all, the upper-level profession [Order], which is currently recognized by the sequential card, still needs to obtain the three sequence cores of "pain", "hope" and "battle" to be truly "activated" and gain real strength.

If, like Windeck, the acquisition of the "pain" sequence core alone requires the price of arms and legs. Could it be that the "hope" sequence core must pay for the limbs? Do we still have to sacrifice the heart to obtain the "fight" sequence core?

Thinking of this, Wright showed an extremely obvious bitter smile, almost "cold snorting".

"Yes, if I could abandon human moral concepts, recognize the identity of the lost, and learn to survive as much as possible, I would probably have reached the "hope" of the rank 4. Unfortunately, I am a human, and I am a middle-level professional [Guardian]. As long as I have been recognized by the sequential cards, I can reach the "Guardian" No. 7 and become the existence of the "Guardian". "Wendeck sighed.

"【Guardian】?" Wright suddenly recalled the conversation with the "Cubic Wolf" in "Dream of Gray".

Immediately afterwards, he blurted out:

"The knight who holds the golden shield faces the dark cannon. He has the eternal knight spirit."

"You have learned it? Yes, it's hard for you not to understand it. According to legend, [Order] is the existence of the king. You will obtain all the knowledge you should touch in this world through the arrangement of gods and destiny. Oh, by the way, the leader of the "Lone Wolf Society" who is loyal to the empire and has now become a direct royal legion, is a lonely, powerful, and tough [Guardian]."

"Have you ever met Pusef, the man called the 'Odyssey Wolf'?" asked Wright slightly anxiously.

"It's a one-time relationship. I met him a few years ago in Zhnetsk. But that happened to be when the Crown Prince Evante was giving a speech in the Imperial Parliament, but my knowledge of him was limited to information." Windeck said, throwing half of the burning cigarette on the ground, crushing it with his feet a few times, and then extinguishing it completely, he continued:

"When it comes to [Guardian] and [Guardian], I would like to give you some insights. Our professionals on this line are usually very strong and physically strong. Unless they are cursed or physically damaged, they are generally not less than two meters tall. And as long as they have sufficient food and even less strength training, we will be muscular, strong and extremely harsh. Moreover, we will have great strength and it is easy to learn without a teacher in terms of fighting skills."

"It's like a bodybuilding champion, or a fighting master?" Wright muttered.

If your ability to "Order" is activated, you have to consider whether you should contact the "Guardian" as soon as possible to learn or copy their professional abilities.

With a toned figure, strong strength, and complete fighting skills, it sounds very safe just.

"And..." Windeck's thick voice interrupted Wright's "relatives", "We will actively maintain and expand rationality. In other words, we rarely collapse from seeing filthy and strange things. Our hearts are usually very firm, and most of the time, our minds will be strangely awake."

"Also, as far as I know, the [Guardian] and [Guardian] in the empire are usually very ideal and protective, and they always feel compassion for the weak, but there is no 'Holy Mother'.

We have the qualities of courage, perseverance and decisiveness. There is no difficulty in choosing or indecisiveness. In the spiritual realm, we rarely feel pain."

"The strong spirit, resolute and courageous qualities, and appropriate sympathy for the weak are indeed very suitable for being a 'guardian'. They are trustworthy teammates." Wright thought to himself for a few seconds and asked:

"Captain, I want to ask another thing. If it is inconvenient for you to answer, I will not continue to ask. After all, I am still very curious about your power."

"It's okay, but I guess, you must be wondering about the 'shark head' and 'MB-401: Shark head marshal wheel'?" Wendeck guessed.

"That's right." Wright nodded.

"I can only tell you that this is the order monster installed on my body after I sacrificed my left arm and right leg because of the potion. The foundation, I heard that it had completely stopped functioning and had been completely banned, had temporarily controlled it."

"Its origin is also very 'wonderful'. It is said that before the SGD, a steel ship caught a deep-sea shark on a night of lightning when it went out to sea at the western port of Putoya.

It was originally just an ordinary and valuable fishing operation. After all, the upper class of the Putoya Empire often had a special liking for some cruel fish. But that night, with the arrival of the "Giant Moon" and the "Crimson Moon" at the same time, the deep-sea shark actually changed."

"When people discovered the next day, his head had lost its trace and became the two 'shark heads' you just saw. Then, the foundation branch of the Putoya Federation captured it and named it the sequential monster, which was indeed classified as a biological category at first.

As for why I later had the characteristics of the item category, this aspect is indeed related to me, but I can't tell you now."

"Captain, when can I tell me? I have a strong interest in this story." Wright asked urgently.

"Wait until..." A "normal" smile appeared on the corner of Windeck's mouth, he touched Wright's pure black hair, and said:

"Either everything is going withering, or we humans will achieve the final victory in this battle."

...

After Windeck helped Wright out of the warehouse where he was trained, he sent him to the 6th floor of the "Tube Building" where the "New Wind Team" was located.

After a brief inspection and bandage, Wright, under the arrangement of Windker, entered a rather neat room on the corner of the 4th floor with the wind, which seemed to be the room of the two people who had just left.

He took off the guard top and tactical trousers that were stained with dust, dirt, blood, and sticky, and could hardly show the authentic silver-white guard top and tactical trousers, and were still on the side.

Then, Wright simply took off all the clothes that he had not had time to clean during this period, and looked at Feng, who had just received a complete set of military green legion uniforms from No. 2374, District Z Street, residential area of ​​the management camp, who lived in the "tube building" in the "tube building", as well as military green shirts, underwear, etc. that he wore in daily life.

In addition to clothes, Feng told Wright that he also received some daily necessities and daily necessities, including some medicines, sequential medicines, and bandages and other medical supplies.

Although the food was only two cans of sugar and half a box of canned fruit, for both of them, these, plus the food collected from Kerton, would be no problem to maintain for half a month after officially entering the quiet highlands.

After changing into a new clean shirt and underwear, cleaning his face and upper body with the clean water stored in the "tube building", and counting the new uniforms of the materials he received, due to the lack of sleep caused by the successive incidents in the past few days and the "fighting training" just now consumed a lot of physical and mental strength, Wright suddenly felt a deep sleepiness that penetrated his soul.

After a few brief explanations, Wright lay down straight on the neat bedding covered with cotton quilts to rest.

In a daze, half-dream and half-awake, Wright felt the feeling of the long-lost tentacles groping, wrapping around and squeezing his body.
Chapter completed!