The Dean Has Arrived

In a dark room, Andurudal lay quietly on a recliner, enjoying the riots caused by him.

The rumored strongest hero treasure, the Time-Sweeping Clock, was indeed stolen by it.

It's a pity that I don't know what method the great sage of humanity used. No matter what Andrudal did, he couldn't use this pocket watch-like treasure.

"Not enough, this level is far from enough...I have to continue to fuel the flames and make the situation more chaotic!"

Patting his bare head, Andrudal murmured softly.

Because those legends have gradually reached the relationship of Stein City, even it has no way to appear in front of the public without any scruples. God knows if there will be a legend that can see his disguise at a glance, and then he will be in the ring of strong enemies. The city of Stein that was serving, even as the Lord of Fear, had only one way to fall.

However, not being able to go out at will has nothing to do with whether the whole city can become more chaotic. Whether it is hypnotizing those mercenaries with weak will through hypnotism, or hiring gangsters to spread rumors is not difficult.

Just as Andurudal was thinking about ways to make the entire Salvation Army more chaotic in the silence, an aggressive knock on the door rang.

Andrudal’s appearance immediately changed from a devil to a skinny old man. He had a hunchback, his head was covered with white hair, one eye looked as if he was blind and muddy, his skin was full of wrinkles and his neck The raised green tendons can also be seen in between.

"Is there a problem?"

Opening the door, Andrudar asked to the heavily armed city guards outside.

The voice of'his' also sounded as old as his appearance.The intermittent feeling made people feel as if he was about to die at any time.

"Old gentleman, don't be nervous. This is just our routine inspection. Recently, many people are spreading rumors. I hope that old gentleman can pay attention to suspicious people around you in order to find out the spies sent from the abyss."

Seeing that the one who came to open the door was an old man with crooked hair and chicken skin, the young and energetic city guard immediately became more gentle-Stein was not an ancient city, but was built out of thin air by a strong human in order to confront the abyssal demon. The war fortress, the old people who are qualified to live in this city, are not relatives of the heroes and soldiers.They are veterans who have made great contributions to mankind.

No matter which kind.The city guard would not offend, in fact, he respected these old people from the bottom of his heart.

"Routine inspection is good... Howard and I also found many spies through routine inspections..."

Andrudar continued to pretend to be an old man, casually telling nonsense lies.

At the same time, it also allowed the city guards to enter the house for inspection-as a devil, if it would allow ordinary humans to discover evidence or clues of his evil.Then this demon king would have failed too...

In the eyes of the city guards.This rickety old man who was their predecessor suddenly grew taller.

In the end, the city guards naturally did not get anything as expected.

After apologizing to Andurudal.A group of talents left this generation in a mighty manner.

After confirming that the opponent had gone far through his own perception ability, the corners of Andurudal's mouth showed a dark arc, and he did not continue to pretend to be humpback.He straightened up and closed the door with a sneer.

"Let this stupid be responsible for the safety of the city, it seems that humans really don't take the wisdom of the devil as a thing." Andrudal can't help but feel a sense of being despised, but then he laughed again: "Forget it, compared to someone who is shrewd enough to find me, this kind of fool is a good thing for me as a city guard..."

Once when he was pretending to be an ordinary person, he attracted the attention of the Knights because of his strange words and deeds. In the end, in order not to reveal his identity, he had to kill a group of knights who discovered his true face, and then he barely concealed the past.

Sitting back on his soft recliner, Andurudal once again perfected his plan.

Suddenly, a slight impact came from outside the window, interrupting its thoughts again, making it a little angry for a while.

Pushing open the window and spreading out the palm, a beetle flew on its palm.

It drew a blank piece of parchment from the edge of the table and threw the bug onto the paper.

Immediately, the worm was like a toy that had been disassembled, turning into countless broken parts, and then those parts stunned and turned into transferred text, which was printed on the whole piece of parchment.

This kind of bug is not a real creature. Although it resembles a demon's apostle in essence, it is actually a small magic developed and perfected by Andurudal himself.

As one of the demon kings, Andrudar, Lord of Fear, is actually the most special one.

Apart from the fact that it likes to use intelligence to solve problems, it is the only one without the Devil's Apostle.

These bugs hardly cause any magical fluctuations. Under the control of Andurudal, they can fly to any corner of Stein City except for the legendary mages, and they will all see and hear. It is turned into words and recorded in the body. After the corresponding level of information is collected, it will return to the operator and change back to the appearance of words on paper.

Andrudar referred to them as sealworms.

This sealworm has been monitoring Joens, his meeting with Aesop and later Lavin’s informants are all recorded in it.Even some of the conversations of a group of people when they went to the centaur camp were recorded in it.

Andrudar glanced at ten lines and quickly filtered out useful information.

"St. George Ascalon has another former hero, Sandler, whose whereabouts have been discovered..."

"Speaking of which, there were three heroes who betrayed the Salvation Army...In addition to the two of them, there should be another Giro Freud."

"Giro Floyd..."

After repeating the name gently, Andurudal felt as if he had another burning sensation from the demon horn that had been regenerated.

"Damn bastard, sooner or later, I will string you and the other damn great magician into a barbecue!"

He gritted his teeth and murmured.

"So, the witnesses discovered that there were three people in the centaur camp. In addition to Saint George and Sandler, there was another person. However, from the description, it should not be Giroud, but the damn big The magician is a bit like."

Smart used the wrong place, which is commonly known as the insidious and cunning guy, nine out of ten are very vengeful.

It's a pity Andrudar is not the one left.

"No, I have to check..." It muttered to itself, and went back and forth in the dark and simple room two times, and finally said uncontrollably: "Anyway, there is only one great magician who is heading there anyway. A grade-level imp and a idiot with pure stamina enhancement, nothing to worry about."

After confirming that the two heroes who were extremely powerful in the eyes of ordinary people were not too threatening to him, Andurudal changed his appearance, from the trembling old man who seemed to return to the west at any time to the young man. Strong young man.

It once again confirmed the gathering place of the group of people recorded on the paper, and then sneaked to that side, and planned to go to the centaur camp that witnessed St. George and Sandler along with the group.

--Dividing line--

"I always feel that someone is watching us from behind."

Aesop looked back a little strangely, but did not see any figures.

"Don't worry too much, there are many magicians behind us, and it's normal to feel being watched."

Joens relieved him.

After all, Saint George is a well-known master of the Knights of the Emperor Sword, and the notorious fire in his hand is a model of all soul equipment, with superb power; and Sandler's archery is also very superb, plus the divine bow. Bird of Paradise, Both the attack range and the hit rate are heart palpitating, not to mention that Bird of Paradise can add various weird effects to the arrow...

Even if they are hero betrayers now, the two of them have never been able to shake their record as heroes.

It can be said that if they are right alone with the two of them, Joens and Aesop are not sure of victory, and there is even a question of whether they can persist for a while.

That's why they found foreign aid through their identities-the magic unit of the Salvation Army, which is simply a magician unit that uses coordinated spellcasting to cast various large-scale magic.

Maybe the general magician can't get involved in the duel between heroes at all, but a large group of magicians fighting on their own may be able to interfere to a certain extent, while a large group of cooperative magicians can undoubtedly interfere with two. The battle between heroes can even affect the direction of victory.

Not only Aesop, but even Lavin felt a look that made her chill.

Even if I can't see anything back, Lavin can already guess that the owner of the line of sight should be Andrudar, the Lord of Fear.

Before Sivi entered the innate, he once caused Andurudal to join forces with Ji Luo.

At that time, Lavin was also present, so it is not a coincidence that Andurudal can recognize Lavin.

Is this also part of Sivi's plan...Laven muttered to herself in her heart.

If Andurudal intends to correct Lavin, a bottle of real potion on Lavin can completely make the other party show his true shape and become the target of everyone's fire.

On the contrary, if the opponent does not do anything, there is no way to solve it on his own side-in fact, there are a lot of people in the magic union, and they are all dressed in a mold. Naturally, Lavin can't find hiding from it. The devil in it.

When approaching the centaur's camp, Aesop made a pause.

"It seems that our actions have been seen through." Joens looked at the two people waiting outside the camp, and said softly, "It's a bit troublesome."

And Ludal looked at Sivi who was chuckling aside, a fierce light flashed in his eyes... (To be continued...)