() Everything happened very quickly. Before anyone watching could even think of how to react, things took a turn for the worse and developed in a not-so-good direction.
They have already torn off each other's arms. It seems that saying sorry is not the only way to get rid of the problem. Lin was still dazed, and the man with the broken arm gritted his teeth, holding back the pain that penetrated his bones and yelled angrily: "Kill them, kill them all, leave no one behind! I will torture their souls for the rest of their lives!" "
The bearded man's trip had a purpose and he was fully prepared. His followers are a very famous warrior group in Pilsen City. Relying on the various magic equipment he supports, they have become a group that even magicians will find difficult. But things developed too suddenly. The other party took off one of his arms without saying a few words. He had never experienced such humiliation.
So compared to the injury to his arm, the bearded man was even more angry. For the broken arm, he has countless ways to recover without any sequelae; but for this shame, he can only use the most cruel revenge to vent the pain in his heart, and to warn all those who are staring at him in the dark, tell them , I’m still not easy to mess with.
And his followers' reaction was nothing short of unpleasant. Although they could not stop the incident and could not save the master they recognized, they still pulled out the flaming sword as soon as things turned around and activated the magic attached to it. The dark red flames of hell instantly covered the silver-gray sword blade. This flame was the reason why magicians were afraid of them.
The warrior who rushes forward understands that now is the most vulnerable moment for the magician profession, before she or he adds a set of auxiliary magic for himself. Less than the level of a transcendent, warriors can only rely on unexpected surprises to fight against magicians before their opponents are prepared. So as soon as they got the instructions, even taking action on both sides, they started to act.
Countless magicians have suffered under their raids in the past. No matter what kind of person the opponent is with the flaming sword in his hand, as long as it can hit him, no shield or armor can stop him, and magic will have the same result. Just take a few more steps, first cripple the opponent's limbs, and then pull out the tongue. Maybe the master will not mind giving her to others to play with before completely killing the opponent. Anyway, this isn't the first time this has happened.
Then... there is no more.
Fen just fired a series of bullets and it was all over. Unlike using gunpowder weapons, you have to judge the ballistics. But magic weapons rely on strong mental guidance, so she is only responsible for taking out the gun, pulling the trigger, and calling it a day.
The bloody hole between the eyebrows is not as simple as it looks on the outside. The magic bullet has already made a mess inside the deceased's head, making the person dead. Even if you want to cast resurrection magic, it will be quite difficult, but this is guaranteed by a certain lich who is proficient in necromancy magic.
Whether it was the onlookers or the bearded man who was holding his broken arm and bleeding profusely, everyone was speechless and stared at the dead and injured everywhere in stunned silence. More than a dozen soldiers were all gone in the blink of an eye. No one could believe it.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Untimely shouts broke the calm. Everyone looked at it, but they couldn't tell who it was, but the goose-yellow shawl was very eye-catching. The order maintenance personnel and inspectors of the Magicians Association lined up the crowd of onlookers, walked over quietly at a certain regular pace...if there weren't a few subordinates yelling next to them.
"Who dares to cause trouble in front of the association's headquarters? My master will never let any magician who commits crimes go free."
In the usual routine, the police are the ones who show up at the end after all the bad guys or good guys are dead. Those who will appear in the middle will definitely not be ordinary law enforcers, but participants in this wild stage drama full of flaws, who are also acting awkwardly.
Someone just doesn't believe that the law enforcement officers can move so fast. They are causing trouble on the front foot, and then they appear on the back foot. But the one wearing the yellow shawl didn't look like a liar who was pretending to be an inspector and colluding with others. This can be seen from the looks in other people's eyes that are full of fear and hatred when they look at him.
But the people around the inspector were not so serious. He cursed all the way and gave random orders to people he saw. He even kept his reputation as a master on his lips at all times, for fear that others would not know his background.
After breaking through the crowd, the inspector's men came to Lin and others. The arrogant guy said arrogantly: "Are you the strangers who dare to hurt people in public?"
Hurtful? Everyone is dead, and they all still follow the lines that sound predetermined, without making changes according to the changing circumstances. The traces of this routine are too obvious. Lin sneered in his heart, but pretended to be respectful and said: "Sir, we didn't hurt anyone. Where did you hear such false rumors?"
I call him 'Your Excellency' because even if the other person does not have the identity of an inspector, but is still wearing a magician's shawl tied with a golden thread, basic respect must still be given. However, the other party did not seem to change his face because of this, and still said arrogantly: "I dare to say that I didn't hurt anyone, obviously..."
Obviously... there is no one there. This is the sense of absurdity that arises in everyone's hearts at the same time. Including the one with eyes on the top of his head, he couldn't speak anymore and could only look around blankly.
The place where more than a dozen dead bodies should be lying was now empty. The area was clean, not to mention the corpses, there were no weapons, equipment or even blood stains left on the ground. The level of cleanliness made the onlookers wonder if what they just saw was a daydream.
"Well, where is Mr. McDormand?" The originally aggressive man realized that things were not going as expected. He was a little at a loss and asked about the man who should be at the scene, an uncle with a beard and a beard.
"I don't know who he is?" Someone continued to act stupid. In fact, it was only then that everyone noticed that the bearded man with an arm torn off was gone. On the contrary, the ruthless beautiful magician silently hid her severed arm behind her back.
Is it for throwing? Or what method? Anyway, the severed arm that was hidden behind his back suddenly disappeared and ran into the hand of another man behind his back. The next moment, even the arm was gone.
Maybe most people didn't notice such a small movement, but the four dwarves and two apprentices standing behind the two could see it clearly. The two in front had such a tacit understanding that they completed what must have been a very complicated magic spell in relay without any communication.
Fen's mastery of the flash technique is that he can flash himself or bring others with him, or flash the things in his hand to where his spiritual sense can reach him. As for the application method like someone did, people or objects can be thrown to an unknown place in an instant. The instant calculation required is something that the former Demon King has not yet been able to do.
So don't watch the two men disappear the evidence in an understatement. The knowledge and preparations behind it made the silver-bearded dwarves, who used to claim to be the most intelligent and intelligent of all races in the land, suspicious. One's own life is born.
Seeing that the place was so clean that it didn't look like a trouble-making place, this person who just wanted to cause trouble rolled his eyes and shouted around: "We came here because we heard rumors that someone was making trouble. There are people present. There are so many people out there, if anyone can tell me what just happened, you will be rewarded with a reward."
Listening to such questions, Lin's fake smile became a little more embarrassed. Is there such an explicit question? It’s just to cause trouble. However, the most difficult thing in the world to deal with is this kind of controlling others with power after having the right to speak; not to mention that money and silk can move people's hearts, and there must be brave men under heavy rewards. This is true in any world.
Just when I was thinking about how many people would respond to the question of the troublemaker, a man hiding in the crowd immediately shouted: "I know, I have..." There was no sound.
When one was not enough, someone else shouted: "I saw it too, but..." and then there was no sound.
"What just happened..." Before he could finish the same words, he returned to calm.
...This happened several times, and every time someone wanted to speak, the sound was silenced before they could say a word. Everyone present also sensed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, not to mention standing next to those who tried to speak and watching the people disappear out of thin air. What happened? This is what most people want to know now, but there is no explanation.
This is actually a hybrid application method of Lin's. For a time traveler from Earth, how could he not understand the power of rumors, and how could he not understand the tendency of the masses to be easily incited. The two together are enough to ruin a person's reputation; in Lost Land, it is not surprising to be torn down on the spot. So of course we need to find ways to prevent it.
Those who want to incite the masses use empathy. Hiding in the crowd, the 'snakes' in different locations echoed each other with some radical views, making people mistakenly think that that idea was supported by the majority of people.
Some people will boldly say more radical words because of this, while others are infected by the emotions and atmosphere, and are coerced by the masses into agreeing with those extreme remarks. When more and more people make the same voice, the trend will eventually be unstoppable.
To avoid such a situation, of course, we must eliminate speech that may cause adverse effects from the source. For someone, the extradimensional banishment spell is a very useful tool. Coupled with the research I started from the Tower of the Great Sage, there are various detection methods, which of course include sound identification, sound positioning, sonar analysis, and even air flow changes.
Perhaps these methods are not very mature at this stage. But the 'snakes' hiding in the crowd are the conspirators who try to change the direction. Whether they control this mass behavior as a science or not, in order to incite more people, they have to use big words to incite more people. Use your voice to make your voice heard by as many people as possible.
Now that there is a clear voice as a reference, but no one can be located, the past few years have been wasted on related research. Since people can be located, no one can control where they go.
The uncertainty of the extra-dimensional exile technique was based on the fact that Lin did not want to retrieve the people and things that were thrown away, and was purely based on efficiency and energy consumption. In other words, they might have gone to a better place. No one cares whether the ending is good or bad, just throw it away.
