Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The wolf cub narrowed his eyes slightly, looking very enjoying himself. His body was limply lying in Gexiu's arms, being stroked from head to tail, every fluff relaxed comfortably, almost snoring like a cat .

After a long time, Gexiu finally managed to draw his attention away from the hairball. He recalled the conversation just now, and then said:

"By the way, I actually want to say... If you need it, I have a way to help you improve your efficiency."

The little wolf raised his head, his round, blood-colored pupils stared at the human in front of him, quietly waiting for the other's next words.

"I've been researching a very interesting thing during this time." Gexiu raised the corners of his lips: "Do you still remember the puppet that tracked us from the back of the mainland?"

The puppet is composed of an external steel armor and an internally driven spell stone. Although it is driven by magic elements, it is still not much different from a remote-controlled machine in essence. In addition to the previous research on the back of the continent, I am addicted to reading magic After reading the books for days in a row, he had quickly found the knack for them.

Ge Xiu hugged the little wolf, jumped off the bed lightly, and walked towards a high vaulted corridor beside him.

The illuminating spell stone on the wall that could sense the existence of life slowly lit up as he approached, passing through the corridor, the huge space hidden deep in the cave was completely illuminated by the illuminating spell stone, the faint The fluorescence quickly converged into a brightness comparable to the sun, showing the appearance of the entire cave in front of our eyes.

There are countless golems as tall as a person.

They were neatly and evenly arranged, and the overhead lighting hit their metal shells, reflecting an ocean-like undulating wave, rushing toward the depths of the cave, with almost no end in sight.

Every part of their bodies has a strong sense of sophistication, and it is obvious that a substantial upgrade and transformation has been carried out on the prototype of the puppet made by the previous demons.

Apart from being a bit ugly, he is almost impeccable.

Gazing at the puppets in front of him, Ge Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Actually, after mastering the method, mass production is not difficult - I was just doing it for fun, but I didn't expect it to come in handy so soon."

He pointed to the dense group of golems, and kindly explained:

"The two hundred on the left are strawberry flavored, which are used for long-range magic attacks, and the four hundred next to it are orange flavored, which are used for close-range physical combat..."

Yi Leinuo endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back:

"...strawberry flavor?"

Ge Xiu smiled and hugged the little wolf even tighter: "It's all my favorite candy flavor."

Eleno: "..."

Ge Xiu raised his eyes and looked at the silence and silence in front of him. He could hardly see the golem group on the edge. The smile on his lips gradually deepened, and his black eyes flickered. The innocence and innocence just now were replaced by something more dangerous. He smiled and said:

"Now, we have an army of our own."

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No one knows why such earth-shaking changes occurred on the mainland in just a few days.

Almost at the same time, several large temples of light on the mainland were attacked by a mysterious army. The army was composed entirely of golems, and those golems were extremely weird and difficult to deal with. However, the control difficulty is small, and it is easy to find shortcomings to defeat. Although the high-level golem is powerful, it is very difficult to control and it is extremely difficult to operate in large quantities.

However, not only were there a huge number of puppets in that team, but each one was a sophisticated and terrifying killing machine, secretly controlled by an unknown person behind the scenes, attacking extremely quickly and precisely, causing great damage , and then retreated and disappeared in a very short period of time, disappearing like smoke without a trace.

Fortunately, they only attack buildings and do not harm lives.

But the Holy See has even more headaches because of this.

Because of the disparity in combat power, the hope of victory is extremely small, and because they only come to damage the buildings every time, many knights guarding them and the people around them choose to turn a blind eye and resist passively—after all, the buildings are damaged and then rebuilt. As long as life is safe, everything will be fine.

They sent additional knights to guard and guard the temples in each branch area, but they were of no use at all. The speed of temple destruction was not hindered in any way-they would even attack those dedicated to building temples. Luminous Elements sanitized materials library to prevent rebuilding.

In just a few days, two or three out of ten of the Temple of Light on the mainland were destroyed.

The high priest received an oracle that night.

For the first time, the God of Light, who hadn't appeared in a thousand years, directly issued instructions to his believers, but it was not because of the recent massive damage to the temple, but to find someone.

No matter what the cost, he must be caught—life or death.

At the same time, the only necromancer left on the mainland was also running wildly looking for the same person.

——A human named Gosho.

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Gosho was not idle during this time either.

The puppet is really very malleable. In addition to the original melee and spell types, Gexiu also manufactured an air patrol device to detect elemental content, and a mimic device to collect information. Originally, it was only a low-intelligence magic product for combat assistance. In his hands, it is simply Was out of tricks.

Ge Xiu sat in a chair wrapped in soft fur, half curled up like a cat, his thin figure was almost engulfed and covered by the long white fur.

On his lap lay a palm-sized frog.

The green skin looks smooth and sticky, the dull eyes are separated on both sides of the head, a little asymmetrical, the flat mouth is crooked, and overall, there is an indescribable ugly.

But a closer look reveals something is wrong.

There was a cold metallic luster in the depths of this ugly frog's eyeballs, and the webs between its toes seemed to have been precisely calculated, and the distance between each was accurate to the millimeter.

This is actually a mimic puppet.

Ge Xiu yawned lazily, tapped the back of the puppet with his fingers intermittently, and the neatly manicured nails of his fingertips made a slight sound of gold and stone on the uneven back of the frog.

Regardless of its small size, the manufacturing process is not much easier than those large combat dolls, and even to a certain extent, it is more complicated.

Although there is magic in this world, the manufacture of equipment and tools is not known how far behind the previous world.

Gexiu really misses his previous workshop on the starship very much now.

However, the solution is always more difficult than the difficulty.

From rocks and trees to flowers, birds, insects and fish, the mimetic puppets produced by Gexiu cover almost all races. They were taken out by the army lent to Yi Leinuo and placed in various key places in the continent, making everyone In a region, every inch of land is covered with eyes and ears.

Therefore, even though Ge Xiu stayed at home, the commotion outside during this period basically reached his ears in the slightest.

Almost the whole world is looking for him.

...And, they are already gradually approaching.

The source of information from the temple seems to be a trial team of the academy. They gave the temple a key piece of information - the human being who was sought by the entire continent once had a relationship with a giant wolf covered in black and with wings on its back. There was an intersection, and although they didn't recognize what species it was at the time, the temple instantly understood the connection:

After all, there is only one Fenrir left in this world.

They are mobilizing the Knights Templar for an expedition in the direction of the cave.

As for the necromancers, Gexiu is not very clear. They don't seem to have any particularly accurate sources of information, and they haven't had any intersection with Templars and mages, but they seem to have mastered their own movements. Most of them are They acted separately, but they traveled in exactly the same direction, rushing straight towards Gexiu's location.

For this situation, Gexiu can only guess, I am afraid that they got some help from the demons—perhaps some kind of props that can determine their position, spell scrolls, or magic crystals. It cannot be used on the reverse side of the mainland, but it can be used on the front side of the mainland.

Either way, it doesn't really matter now.

It was a full moon soon, and Leno should have returned three days ago, but there is still no news. Even Goxiu's mimetic puppets scattered all over the continent have not found the slightest trace of him.

This is not normal.

Those people obviously learned of Leno's current movements through some means, and even created obstacles to prevent his return.

At least three groups of people are heading in this direction, and they can arrive one after another in at most three days.

Ge Xiu squinted his eyes dismally, and his long eyelashes drooped down, casting deep shadows on his pale face, almost completely covering his dark eyes.

He tapped the frog's back lightly twice with his slender fingertips.

As if the sluggish puppet had received some instructions, it jumped off his knees and jumped out of the cave.

Watching the small back of the frog gradually going away, Ge Xiu slightly hooked his lips.

——Since you want to pick up soft persimmons, then come here.

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In fact, this place is not a cave, but more like a floating island.

Fenrir is an arrogant and powerful creature. They have terrifying strength and amazing talents. The wings and sharp minions on their backs make them the overlords of the land and the sky, and the wall of inheritance that symbolizes their glory is just right. between the sky and the ground.

Even if the Fenrir family is declining day by day and their bloodlines are gradually being cut off, few humans dare to set foot here.

A group of nearly a thousand elite Templar knights walked forward cautiously, stepping on the empty ladder made of elements by the mage, and soon came to the entrance of the cave.

The mage chanted the spell in a low voice, and a little fluorescent light floated into the depths of the cave.

A few minutes later, he stopped, and slowly shook his head at the knight leader behind him:

"No ambush."

The whole team began to move forward carefully, and the light spell released by the mage illuminated their way forward. Under the high dome, this team of knights moved forward slowly like little ants.

There is a strange and barren atmosphere in the cave, as if it is an ancient whisper from the origin of the world, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

This unspeakable and empty sense of fear became more and more solid as they moved forward.

Suddenly, the knight walking in the front stopped abruptly.

He frowned in confusion:

"This...is this...a frog?"

In the spacious and dark cave in front of you, a small frog is lying on the ground. Its turquoise smooth and sticky body looks quite ugly, and a pair of asymmetrical eyes reflect the shimmer of light spells. It is so Squatting quietly in the middle of the road, staring at the team in front of him with those small, dull eyes.

Why are there frogs here?

He turned his head to look at the mage beside him, who was obviously equally puzzled.

The mage's staff tilted slightly tentatively, and in the next second, his face suddenly changed: "This! This is not a frog! The spell I cast on it has no effect at all! It is not a living thing!"

"of course."

The boy's clear voice came from the depths of the cave.

In the darkness, there was the sound of light footsteps, slowly approaching the team of templar knights, a thin figure gradually became clear, and did not stop until the light released by the spell of light could illuminate his face.

Half of the young man's face was sunk in the darkness, and the other half was exposed in the soft white light. The intertwined lights and shadows danced on his beautiful and pure face as if bestowed by God, but there was an almost monstrous gleam in the deep black eyes that seemed to be abyssal. shimmer.

His expression was calm and poised, as if he was not facing a fully armed enemy.

He stretched out his hand, and the frog on the ground jumped towards him as if he had been summoned, and jumped onto his palm—the ugly frog was lying in his arms, gently resting on the frog's back. The white fingertips are like the first snow under the light, forming a strange picture with great impact.

The knight commander widened his eyes slightly—he recognized the opponent's face.

Exactly the person they were looking for on this trip!

There was a trace of a smile on the corner of Gexiu's mouth, and he took the time to appreciate the change of the other party's expression.

Soon, the knight calmed down, he clenched the hilt of his sword, his voice was low and forceful, and he could not refuse: "Please go to the temple with us, I very much hope to avoid unnecessary conflicts, so please—"

Ge Xiu frowned impatiently, as if he was tired of his rhetoric.

He raised his eyebrows and interrupted the other party: "There is no need to say these words-after all, 'life or death', isn't it?"

what……!

The knight commander was startled, his hand holding the sword hilt tightened instantly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

How could the other party know this kind of thing?

But... from this point of view, the possibility of peacefully taking the other party away is almost zero.

His expression instantly cooled down.

As if Ge Xiu didn't notice, he sighed softly: "It seems that you still don't understand why your god sent you here, right?"

He casually stroked the frog lying on his palm:

"They sent you to die."

Since the order given by the God of Light is life or death, it is very likely that his survival or not has no effect on whether the Dark Gate can be opened smoothly—no matter what the result is, the seal will be broken, and those who have been suppressed for tens of thousands of years It is no longer difficult to guess where the dark creatures will vent their anger after being released.

No matter who wins or loses, those who are closest to the door are all abandoned.

Even if he didn't die by his hands, he would die in the sudden outpouring of dark elements.

Ge Xiu stared at the knights who were facing the enemy, his expression seemed to be compassionate, but also seemed to be pure indifference and coldness. He said, "It's not too late for you to leave now."

"brush--"

The long swords of the knights who had been blessed by the spell of light suddenly came out of their sheaths at the same time, bringing a cold light of the swords. The staff held by the light mage was so bright that it almost completely illuminated the dark dome. The faces are like steel, with murderous intent in the cold pupils, the warriors of thousands of people can almost tear apart the unarmed teenagers in front of them in milliseconds - they are weapons without emotions and thoughts in the hands of the Temple of Light, let alone sympathy and mercy .

Since it can't be taken away peacefully, then follow the order—whether dead or alive.

They attacked Gexiu without hesitation, the sword light in their hands was flickering like the tide of the sea, all of them were killer moves, as if they were drawn out just to take their lives, the bright elements in the air condensed into a huge fiery fireball, fierce He threw himself on Ge Xiu.

Gexiu's face was illuminated by the high-heat and bright spell, and the dazzling fire like a blazing sun was reflected in the dark pupils.

He didn't move.

The frog he held in his hand suddenly deformed and opened like a huge soft net, wrapping his whole body in it. The mage's technique exploded on it, and the sharp blade seemed to touch something soft and smooth It seemed to slide away.

After a wave of attacks, the big green net was suddenly retracted, shrunk back into the shape of a frog, and fell to the ground.

Ge Xiu looked down at the tattered puppet, and sighed: "...Okay."

He snapped his fingers.

In an instant, dense red dots lit up on the back, like the eyes of a monster lurking in the dark, shining with cruel light, the ground shook violently, as if thousands of troops and horses were walking towards this place with uniform steps.

For the first time, panic flashed across the faces of the knights who were sure of winning.

A row of puppets appeared behind Gexiu.

Everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief at the same time—fortunately, not many.

But... the strange-looking black metal pipes held in the hands of those puppets... What is it?

Ge Xiu sighed: "I gave you a choice."

He tilted his head, raised the corners of his lips like a devil, exposed his pointed canine teeth, and spit out the curse-like words: "Fire."

There was a piercing sound like tearing the air, and the compressed and solidified elements shot out at high speed like bullets, which could penetrate the mage's barrier almost instantly. The emotionless puppet was like a whole row of private soldiers with machine guns, ruthlessly killing the deadly The ammunition poured towards the enemy in front of him.

The author has something to say: Ge Xiu took out the AK47 with a smile: My lord, times have changed!