Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

No one can overturn the decision made by the commander-in-chief.

Although they all believed that Associate Professor Clapham, who possessed both the physical skills of a knight and the magic of a magician, was the most suitable candidate.

Matthias Clapham himself thought so.

He was about to speak when he saw Barrett shaking his head slightly at him, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Trust the commander-in-chief and trust Mo Xie.

The plane entrance disappeared and they had no way to retreat.

Moshe held Artbolg's hand and injected pure magic power into his body.

This world is very dangerous, I hope he won't get hurt and protect others, Mo Xie thought.

I also hope that...

His best friend could stay behind, away from the chaos of the battlefield.

But this is probably impossible.

Having been together for nineteen years, he knew his best friend's character too well.

In the end, the infiltration team consisted of six people from the expeditionary corps and six people from the ancient Chinese army.

They all master the techniques of stealth or flying.

And Moshe happened to be the bridge of communication between them.

Feeling the warmth in his body, Artborg looked deeply at Moshe, and then, just like he had done before, injected the extracted magic power into a round gem.

"Take it with you."

Isn't this the magic stone on my father's sword? Arthurs couldn't help but take a deep breath, stretched out his hands, and carefully took it.

"If you are in danger, break it and I will appear beside you."

Arthurs put the magic stone into the inner pocket and nodded heavily: "Yes, I will use it well."

He looked at Mo Xie, "Shall we go?"

"Wait a moment." Mo Xie took out the control-free amulet from the storage box and hung it around his neck. "It can be immune to high-level and lower control magic."

"Why give it to me? Since you have this thing, you should wear it all the time!" Arthurs frowned slightly, and immediately grabbed the rope of the amulet and tried to take it off.

Mo Xie took a step ahead of him, pressed his wrist, and said with a smile: "I don't need it anymore."

Huh? I can't break free? Is he really that strong? Arthurs was extremely shocked.

"Please accept this, everyone."

Moshe distributed the remaining amulets to Barritt and others, and handed the healing potion to the six people from the ancient Chinese army, explaining their functions and effects clearly.

"Where did all this come from?"

Barritt stared blankly at the amulet on his chest and asked the common question in everyone's mind.

Is this person a thousand-year-old monster in the guise of a child? How come he can easily find treasures?

Is the commander-in-chief... angry? Barritt's eyes swept across a gloomy iceberg, and he was immediately amused by his own thoughts.

Haha, how is that possible? The commander-in-chief is less likely to be angry than to laugh. This is not me, but the conclusion drawn by all the knights of Renekton after long-term observation.

But in fact, Art Bolger was indeed a little angry.

The source of this emotion is Mo Xie.

——I don’t need it anymore.

Why does this sentence sound so harsh?

He is intolerant to magic, so a magic immunity amulet is necessary.

"Okay, let's go." Mo Xie avoided the question and easily jumped onto the back of the Frost Moon Wolf.

When Frost Moon Wolf Baz saw his high-spirited look, the excitement and joy in his eyes were about to overflow.

"Ah! Ah Wu..." A low growl rolled in its throat, and its front and back paws dug the sand eagerly, unable to suppress the urge to fly into the sky.

Arthurs grabbed the fur at its neck, jumped onto its back, and said to Artborg, "Commander-in-chief, just wait for our good news!"

Artborg nodded slightly, his eyes moved to Moshe, stayed there for a brief moment, and then glanced at the rest of the team.

Twelve people and a Frost Moon Wolf flew through the sandstorm, rising on the colorful clouds and cleverly concealing their figures.

When they completely left the barrier, the aura completely disappeared, and coincidentally, strange phenomena followed one after another.

"Everyone get ready." A thin layer of frost appeared on the blade of Artborg, turning all the surrounding sand into dark blue particles.

General Hua Xia laughed and said, "We haven't made any big noise yet, they are really impatient."

He drew out his spear, with sparks leaping from the tip of the spear. The spear shaft spun rapidly in his palm, producing a bright wheel of fire.

With another fierce swing, flames flew, sand collapsed, and cracks scattered, like the mark left by a leaping dragon.

"The first stage of the battle is to avoid attacks." Atborg's voice was clearly heard by everyone in the long-range legion.

"Hmm..." General Huaxia looked up at the sky. It was empty a second ago, but now it was filled with countless black suspended objects. "We really need to avoid it."

"Ugh——!"

Following a long, whistle-like sound, the plates beneath the suspended object flipped over, revealing four rows and two columns of neatly arranged pipes.

A spot of light appeared inside the pipe, and it grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, clinging to the mouth of the pipe, swaying precariously.

The power fluctuations continued to spread, and the fluid in the air vibrated, leaving a clear touch on people's skin.

They knew what to do without being reminded by the commander-in-chief or the generals.

The laser rain fell without warning, as fast as lightning, making it impossible to dodge.

If it weren't for the physical defense and magic barrier, this laser would have hit their vital points accurately like an arrow hitting a target.

After a round of attacks, the suspended object did not give them time to breathe and recover, and quickly accumulated strength.

The pipe even adjusted its angle slightly, trying to get the laser to pass through the gaps in the physical defenses.

"There's someone up there!"

"So, how big are those suspended objects?!"

There was a person standing on each suspension.

Looking up from the ground, those people are only the size of sesame seeds, from which we can infer the size and hovering height of the suspended objects.

Art Borg also came to the conclusion.

The power system of this world may not be in the same dimension as theirs.

Suddenly, the fierce attack of the suspended objects stopped. Then, they slowly fell down like a dark cloud, creating a tense and suffocating atmosphere.

On the leading floating object, a young man with blond hair and pink eyes walked into everyone's sight.

He was wearing black gloves on his hands and his eyes swept across the densely packed army, as if looking for something.

Two hundred and two thousand people, a few are missing.

Where is the child who is called the "savior"? Nolan frowned slightly and immediately guessed where he was going.

Their commander actually dared to let that kid into the team.

Is there any expert in the team?

The floating object carrying Nolan was about to change direction when suddenly a fire dragon circled up, wandering among the floating objects and erupting with bursts of blazing flames.

"Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving!" General Huaxia stomped on the shield and jumped high with a spear in his hand.

The tip of the gun drew a smooth arc in the air and directly chopped down two suspended objects.