Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

The other ten people lived up to the name of "elite" and accurately avoided the soldiers' detection range and followed closely behind Mo Xie.

With just a quick glance, they had that strange power deeply imprinted in their minds.

A body burning with flames, a tree trunk breaking through the soil, a spinning and dancing wind blade...

It looks very similar to magic, but the power fluctuations it produces are completely different.

This young man named Moshe seemed to know something.

From the moment he proposed the bold plan, he acted as if he had it all figured out.

Is it...

A trace of uneasiness emerged in the hearts of the Chinese soldiers.

"Stop, stay right here."

Hearing this, several people paused and every cell in their body became tense.

What to do if you are discovered?

If you do something here, you will definitely be caught.

The soldier with the red armband frowned slightly. "That's their area. What are you doing there?"

"But……"

Mr. Barritt!

Arthurs noticed the action of the soldier with the red armband and quickly waved his hand.

"No buts." The soldier with the red armband drew out his lightsaber and drew a sharp arc in the air. "There's news from the door. Something is not right. We need to increase our vigilance."

Barritt's eyes widened, and he maintained a funny posture of tiptoeing, upper body tilted back, and head tilted to the side. He carefully caught his chopped hair and hid it in his pocket.

so close.

If it was half a second later, the sword would have cut off not his hair but his head.

The distance was so close that I could feel the soldiers' breathing.

Barrit held his breath and gradually turned on his toes to avoid the attack range of the lightsaber.

At times like this, he would like to thank the good discipline of the Liberator Alliance soldiers.

"I think you have not forgotten what the Speaker said." The red-armband soldier's expression became very determined. "As long as we win this battle, that person will wake up."

The ordinary soldier who had just taken a step back retracted his foot and said with regret on his face: "Yes, for that person. I actually wanted to leave my post without permission just now? I really should accept the punishment."

Finder was quick-witted and grabbed Barritt's forearm and brought him over.

"It's okay. From now on, be alert." The soldier with the red armband looked around, not missing any movement. "If you find any abnormal situation, report it immediately."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The neat response was left behind by them, and they passed the second line of defense without any damage.

The third line of defense is again an iron shell.

Please forgive Barritt for his poor vocabulary, he really can't think of a suitable adjective.

The iron shell is made of similar materials to the outer wall, with a smooth dark gray surface, deeply rooted in the ground and connected to the tall tower behind.

Wait… land?

Why is there such healthy soil inside the Liberators' League when it's all dark brown dust and gravel outside?

No wonder the trees are growing normally.

Barritt stared at Moshe's back calmly.

Did he know this long ago? That's why he used that method to divert the soldiers' attention.

Arthurs followed Moshe and dodged two intersecting red rays.

[Moshe, how do we get through this door? It looks like it requires an ID.]

The advantage of being related by blood is that they can communicate silently.

There are six soldiers guarding the large iron door. There is an inconspicuous electronic screen on the door. When no one approaches, the screen is turned off and appears dark gray, almost blending in with the surface of the iron shell.

Fifteen minutes later, only one soldier with a red armband came forward to check the situation. The electronic screen lit up instantly, listing the soldier's information and emitting rhythmic beeps.

This is going to be difficult.

Barritt and Arthurs had the same idea.

The reason we were able to pass through the main gate just now was because the Liberators' Alliance soldiers on duty were replaced and there was a lot of activity.

Now the soldiers stood still in front of the iron shell, which restricted their approach.

Even if they could pass the verification and open the iron door, the soldiers would immediately start a search because of this "hellish thing".

[We go the other way.]

Mo Xie calculated the time and led the team around the side of the iron shell.

Perhaps because there are no less than five surveillance sensors installed nearby, there are no soldiers guarding it.

At first glance, there is nothing special about the side of the iron shell, but if you look closely at its smooth and cold surface, you will find a barely perceptible rectangular mark.

Any building must have an emergency escape route, otherwise when a disaster strikes, there will be extremely serious consequences.

This rectangular mark is the emergency escape door of the iron shell.

Moshe turned to look at Barritt, and signaled with his eyes and gestures: I'll leave the camouflage magic to you.

Barrit nodded, and the wind-attributed magic power turned into a thin film, lightly covering the area.

What surprised him was that although he had never worked with Moche before, he could understand Moche's intentions through his eyes and actions.

Mo Xie activated his magical power, and the spirit fetus beat vigorously.

The effervescent green silk thread first fits tightly against the rectangular mark, then gradually penetrates inside, gathering into magical vines inside, carefully exploring the environment.

[Arthur, you must be ready. I will give you a signal, and you must destroy something with one blow.]

[Something?]

Arthur felt a little confused.

[I'm not sure what it looks like now.]

Moshe explained.

[Oh well. ]

Arthur nodded obediently.

With a slight click, the emergency escape door opened a narrow gap.

Mo Xie grabbed the edge of the iron door and pushed it aside with a little force, revealing the clean and tidy scene inside.

Clean? No, spotless is a more accurate description.

The white square wall panels and floors, and the light yellow lights together create this mysterious space.

Everyone looked around and felt discomfort in the soles of their feet.

Why do we feel guilty about damaging the environment?

How does the Liberator League clean?

With those cold instruments?

Fortunately, there were Moshe's vines to pave the road, so their dirty shoes would not leave obvious marks here.

"Ha ha……"

A strange laugh suddenly sounded in the space.

Mo Xie stopped, and the people behind him immediately took out their weapons and took defensive stances.

"Why do I feel like a mouse has run in?"

A human head fell from the ceiling at the end of the passage.

To be precise, there was a strange man wrapped in bandages hanging upside down from the ceiling, with a pair of scarlet eyes staring straight at where they were.

Behind the weirdo, the gate slowly opened, and a young man with purple hair and green eyes walked out.

"You crazy guy, I finally got it right this time."

He slapped the weirdo's back with his right hand, stared at a certain point in the air, and said with a smile: "I also feel that a rat ran in, right in front of us."

haven't seen you for a long time.

Barriere, knife.

Mo Xie's eyes met his in the air, and he did not miss the flash of surprise in his eyes.