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"You can go in and arrest people!" As soon as the words fell, Chang Wei, among the four players, rushed over holding the "Sacred Flame of Exorcism", kicked it on the door, and flew it in. He threw two grenades in with his hands, and then rushed in after two explosions in succession.

"... There are still traps that have not been broken." Simon stared blankly at the player's behavior, and was stunned for a while... Can there be such an operation?

Simon could feel that with the explosion of the two grenades, the faint magic power fluctuation behind the gate of the abandoned house was washed away by the more brutal magic power impact. Naturally, the trap magic that lost its magic power lost its response Some effect.

These two grenades... are another one-time magic item. My new boss is so bold that he can even open a door and break a trap with a magic item.

Thinking of Simon here, he suddenly became happy. When the other policemen rushed in, he was eager to show that he didn't care about the fact that he didn't have any magic power in his body, and ran inside with a small pistol holding back his weakness.

Chapter 197 : Chapter 190 Two Rescue Success

"Ugh..." Polka curled up like a fish on the cold and solid concrete floor, rolled back and forth, and uttered the most desperate howl.

Polka can feel that besides the severe physical pain in his crotch, there is also a negative energy eroding his cavernous body. If Polka does not want premature ejaculation, he must deal with it as soon as possible. However, Polka is very He clearly realized that he didn't have time to do this, and he had to prepare to fight, because the sound of explosions and dense footsteps from outside the room showed that the enemy had rushed in.

Polka tried his best to stand up with his legs crossed, walked to the place where the wand fell, and looked left and right. The two companions next to him fell to the ground, rolled their eyes, foamed at the mouth, and passed out. Next In this battle, he must rely on himself.

Before the enemy rushed into the room, Polka struggled to get the magic wand that fell not far away, and then sat down on the ground, ready to release an illusion in the room to cover himself and his companions... Polka clearly recognized that he In the current situation, what he needs most now is not destructive magic, but an illusion that can buy time for himself and his companions.

Polka struggled to raise his wand, and while he was muttering something, the tip of the wand shimmered, and when an illusion was about to be released, behind Polka, the leprechaun on the cross who he had ignored struggled to raise his head, "Bah " With a sound, a mouthful of bloody spittle spewed out.

The spittle drew an arc, precisely circled the top of Polka's head, and hit the tip of his wand pointed at the door. The spittle contained the blood of the leprechaun, and the leprechaun is a kind of leprechaun. His blood naturally has magic power, and the extra magic power immediately destroyed the illusion that Polka was about to release.

"Damn Irish bastard!" Polka listened desperately to the approaching footsteps outside the room. The imminent threat prevented him from turning around to find trouble with the leprechaun behind him. The double-layered discomfort caused by the failure forced the mobilization of magic power, and at the fastest speaking speed in his life, he cast an iron armor spell on himself, and a set of illusory knight armor was put on him.

"Bang!" At the same time that Polka finished casting the spell, the wooden door of the room was smashed open. The former quickly turned his wand, ready to resist the attack from outside the door. It was a long, bright red thing that was thrown in.

"Boom!" There was a huge rumbling sound, and the floor and windows in the room were trembling, as if a bomb had exploded around him, and it completely swallowed the shocked Polka and the leprechaun behind him, and immediately There was a scream, and both of them felt the white light flashed before their eyes, and there was a buzzing tinnitus in their ears, and there was a whirl in their minds, their heartbeats accelerated, their legs became weak, and their minds were in a daze. , I forgot what I was going to do.

The leprechaun who was tied to the cross had no effect on this feeling, but Polka, who was standing and ready to cast a spell and shoot at the enemy, slammed into the wall in this state, and the iron armor he cast on him helped him counteract it. He survived the impact, but failed to help him avoid the next encounter.

Chang Wei and the Pandaren, who were guarding the door, rushed in, held the holy flame of expelling demons, rushed over, held the butt of their guns, and smashed Polka who was leaning on the wall and trying to get up.

"Dang..." The translucent iron armor that emerged blocked the blow from the gun butt.

"Well, there's this thing!" Chang Wei was amazed. He raised the demon-repelling holy flame again, this time it was not the butt of the gun, but directly pointed the muzzle of the gun at Polka, and was about to pull the trigger.

"No, no, no, surrender, I surrender!" Polka, who was struggling to wake up from his dizziness, was terrified when he saw this scene, and quickly raised his hands and shouted in English with a London accent.

Compared with Polka's knowledge, the other two Englishmen who woke up because of stun bombs were not so lucky. They just got up and didn't realize what happened at all. They subconsciously raised their wands, and were about to cast spells on the strange figures in the room.

Well, very courageous, but also very stupid, Li Gangjing and the pandaren who came in behind Chang Wei saw the situation, raised the holy flame of expelling demons without thinking, and pulled the trigger on them .

"Bang bang..." Two gunshots rang out almost at the same time, and the two magic advisors of the English court also flew upside down amidst the gunshots. During the upside down flight, their chests and abdomens scattered a lot of debris everywhere. When the two of them fell to the ground, their upper body had already been smashed to pieces. From the front to the back, bones and internal organs were all dead.

The death of the two court mages was too tragic, but because it was too tragic, the two died very simply, without much torture, and died in a daze. This process made Polka, who was half kneeling on the ground with his hands raised high, tremble with fear ... Sure enough, the weapons these people held were powerful modern magic weapons.

With the surrender of Polka and the deaths of the other two court advisors, the rescue was never complete... no, not quite, because when the police searched the entire abandoned building, nothing but the dwarf version" All the captives died except Jesus.

"This is our Irish customer..." While two policemen were busy stopping the bleeding of the unconscious Irish leprechaun lying on a stretcher and checking his body for other injuries, Chris stood aside and touched He looked up and down at the strange figure who was as short as a child but whose face was as old as an old man.

"Isn't this length a little awkward?"

"Well, when I met the Irish chief, he was still very tall." Chuntian, who was standing next to Chris, was also very puzzled.

"Why did his body shrink after he was captured?"

"You two, this is an Irish leprechaun, a kind of elf creature unique to Ireland." Simon, who was on the opposite side of the stretcher, quickly explained.

"The person Miss Chuntian saw before should be the appearance of the leprechaun after using their magic to disguise, so it is somewhat different from the current image."

"I don't really care about that, I just have one question right now." Chris raised his chin and nodded at the leprechaun on the stretcher.

"Can this guy still trade weapons with us, if not, where is his gold?"

"I put the gold in a place where you'll never find it." The leprechaun on the stretcher woke up suddenly and cried out weakly in his thin, childlike voice.

"Thank you for saving me, Mr. Chris... I would be happier if you didn't spy on my gold."

"Nonsense, it's not because of gold, I will trade weapons with you, will I come to rescue you? Stop talking nonsense, do you still want to fulfill our trading contract?"

"of course."

Chapter 198: Chapter 190 Three Highways of the Ancient World

The Irish client was rescued, but Chris found that he was also in trouble. The two Britons who were killed were the British royal magic consultants and subordinates of the Queen of England.

This is bad news.

The good news is that these British people did not take the regular route when they came to the United States, but came secretly. In addition, Chris killed them. Except for the police in the sixteenth district, no outsiders knew about it and wanted to block the news easy.

Well, it's nothing to worry about, Chris is more concerned about the Irish gold...or, the leprechaun's gold than the possible troubles in the future.

In the small private clinic funded and hired by Sixteenth Branch Bureau, Chris saw the gold owner lying on a hospital bed covered in gauze, a strange creature with the figure of a ten-year-old child and the appearance of a 70-year-old man.

"My name is Chris Levinson. I'm the chief of the [-]th branch of the New York Police Department. I'm also the second party who traded arms with you and hired military instructors." Chris, who was carrying Simon, sat beside the hospital bed, and took the lead to greet the lying on the bed. The leprechaun said hello.

"Eunice, an unlucky ghost." The leprechaun who claimed to be Eunice said in a high-pitched voice that didn't match his appearance.

"I'm a little curious."

"Well, please tell me."

"When did the police in New York have so much power to get weapons and military instructors that meet my needs?"

"In addition to being the police chief of the sixteenth district, I am also a capitalist, and I have several arms companies under my command." Chris shrugged.

"Including the iron-blooded factory that manufactures the Sten submachine gun and the Springfield rifle...Of course, this is a secret, and I ask you to help keep it a secret. Although it won't pose any threat to me if it is leaked, it will be a trouble after all."

"Of course, of course I will keep it a secret, Mr. Chris." Younis looked at Chris, then at Simon behind him, as if he had misunderstood something, he shrunk his neck, and lowered his high-pitched voice several times tone.

"Although I don't know why you are willing to be a policeman in the watch world, but I obey your will and will not tell this secret, not at all."

"Very good." Chris nodded and said, in fact, even if Eunice said it, it doesn't matter, because it's hard for anyone to believe him, ignorant and unfounded, even if someone believes it, it's okay, whatever Chris says A capitalist, he doesn't want to stand in front of the stage, just because he finds it troublesome, it doesn't mean he can't stand under the sun.

"Now, let's continue to talk about our cooperation." Chris continued.

"I have prepared all the weapons and personnel you need. When will you pick up the goods?"

Speaking of the deal, Younis smiled wryly.

"All my people have been killed. Even if your goods are ready, I'm afraid I won't be able to take them away."

"It's okay, I can prepare a cargo ship for you and send you and the goods to Ireland." Chris said without hesitation, apparently before visiting Younis, he had already thought about this issue.

"As long as you pay a little extra shipping fee, I can deliver the goods to your door...Of course, you have to figure out how to get past England's naval interception. Since you dared to buy weapons before, obviously you should have a way Get out of the way of the English."

"No way." Youni said calmly.

"The way I planned to transport the weapons back to Ireland was not by sea, so, Mr. Chris, I don't need the help you provide."

"Not by sea?" Chris frowned.

"If you go to Ireland in the United States, if you don't go by sea, can you still go by land?"

Speaking of land transportation, Simon behind Chris froze for a moment, then he interrupted and said.

"Do you know of an ancient goblin passage from Ireland to America?"

"Yes." Eunice nodded.

"I do control a passage like this."

What is the ancient goblin channel?

Chris turned his head and looked at Simon behind him. Although he didn't speak, the inquiry in his eyes expressed such an inquiry.

Simon also quickly explained.

The ancient goblin channel, as the name suggests, is a product of the era when the magic power has not disappeared and the gods are still on the earth. It is the ancient goblins who have all kinds of incredible powers to travel to various places, and then unite to use their The power opened up small world passages connecting different continents and places in the world.

This kind of channel project can be called great. It is basically equivalent to these goblins building a highway across rivers, seas, or even continents all over the world. Go to every place in the world, travel, and experience different customs.

Of course, the goblins also know that the channel they have established will definitely be peeped by others, so this channel is set with many restrictions. For example, the channel can only be discovered by the goblins, and it must be opened and closed. It is carried out by the goblin, and the existence of the passage is also very hidden. Without the guidance of the goblin, let alone opening the goblin passage, they can't even find the passage...unless the gods descended to earth.

But now, due to the changes of the times, the changes of the environment, and the decline of the total amount of magic power, those people with great abilities and extraordinary creatures have hidden in various small worlds, and the things they left behind are gradually corroded by time. Disappeared, only the goblin channel is still there, the name has become the ancient goblin channel, and it is controlled by the descendants of the goblins.

"So, there is an ancient goblin passage in the United States that can go directly to Ireland?" Chris became interested, and he asked Simon enthusiastically, and the latter replied.

"In fact, the goblin passage can not only go to Ireland, it also leads to at least two small worlds, because the base point of the goblin passage is established in the small world, and its imports and exports are all in the small world, Eunice can travel from Ireland to The United States means that he still controls the entrances and exits of two or more small worlds, and these entrances and exits are not controlled by the forces in the small worlds."

Small World Entrance!

Christon became more interested.

As for Chris' thoughts, Simon and Niyounis could see it at a glance, because the former made no secret of his thoughts.

"I won't take you to the goblin tunnel," Younis screamed.

"It is the common property of the Leprechauns, and I will not give it to you."

"Well, I have a question, Eunice... Can we open your goblin channel?"

"It's impossible."

"Then why are you afraid that I will snatch your goblin channel?"

When Chris said this, Younis fell into silence.

Chapter 199: Chapter 190 The Guessing of the Magic Desert

In the end, Eunice figured it out for himself. He didn't seem to need to worry that Chris would take away his ancient goblin channel. His ancestors had already considered this issue. So far, the Irish leprechauns We have never heard of any goblin channel falling into the hands of other non-goblins.

Therefore, in the face of Chris' rhetorical question, Younis was a little speechless.

Speaking of this, Chris can be regarded as seeing that the brain of this Irish leprechaun does not seem to be very clever. If Chris wants to fool him, he does not need to do it himself. Turn around and let the flexible-mouthed Li Gangjing Come in, I'm afraid I can fool this little monster into pawning his underwear.

Of course, Chris is not interested in deceiving the leprechauns. Honesty is the kingly way. You can get rich by cheating and abducting, but Chris, who has a huge capital, prefers to take the right way and doesn't need to take the wrong way at all.

"Since you can't take away my goblin channel, what do you want?" Younis asked a little strangely.

"I want gold, gold!" Chris replied with some helplessness.

"It's not because you traded with me with gold. Why can you buy such a large number of weapons from me? You must have used these weapons to deal with the English, and without a large amount of gold as a guarantee, how could I At the risk of being troubled by the English, I will sell you weapons and ammunition that can start a war."

Speaking of this, Younis himself came to his senses, and he scratched his head with his hand in embarrassment.

"However, I'm still a little interested in the small world of America." Chris changed the subject.

"If possible, I hope you can open the passage to the small world and let my people enter the small world to explore."

"Small world here?" Younis said with some surprise.

"The small world here is a deserted desert. The content of magic power is the same as the moisture in the air. It is so hot that you will die. If you want to use magic, you have to rely on your own magic power and the magic crystal that you carry with you. At night, hide Wraiths and dead people under the sand will crawl out and indiscriminately attack anything that can breathe."

While talking, Younis complained.

"If it weren't for the fact that there is only such a goblin passage from Ireland to the United States, I would not go to that ghostly place if I was killed. Passing by there, we were followed by a large group of goblins. They didn’t even have a few taels of meat, but they still chased us for three days and three nights.”

America's small world is a desert?

Chris froze for a moment, sensing his surprise, Simon quickly put his mouth next to Chris' ear and said.

"Director, in the inner world, all the small worlds on the American continent are uninhabitable. All the small worlds on the American continent are ghost places with little magic power content. Everyone knows that, and because of this, the United States That’s why it’s called the Magic Desert.”

"Why did this happen?" Chris didn't hide the fact that he didn't know anything about the other world, and Simon didn't think too much about it. It's no big deal if common sense didn't know, because the power Chris showed him didn't matter. It's a lie, the standard law-breaking weapons in the hands of the four police officers even killed two warlocks in front of Simon.

"Because the aborigines were killed, there are records in my hometown." Simon said.

"The residents living in this small world are all elemental groups. Originally, there is not much magic power here, and the resentment and death of the aborigines in the surface world have been directly affected by the large number of genocide. In the small world of this continent, the aborigines of the elements were forced to relocate and left this world, without the natural guidance and sorting out of the small world by these elemental creatures, plus the corrosion of death and resentment, and the appearance of a large number of dead, it is even more It directly turned the small world of this continent into a world of death.

But other than that, there is another guess that the shamans in the exterminated aborigines were the ones who used the death and resentment generated when the tribes died in large numbers to curse and make the environment of the small world Great changes have taken place, but the cause of all this has not been confirmed, so no one knows the real reason why this place has become a magical desert. "

Oh Chris got it.

"It's the first type." Younis corrected aloud.

"When the human colonists landed on this continent, my companions and I have been here and made friends with the elemental natives here. Their attitude is very friendly, they don't like or are good at fighting with people, and He has a good relationship with the local shaman, and it is impossible for the shaman to harm his friend's hometown. It must be the first situation that caused the small world here to become a world of death.

And I am going to participate in the cause of Ireland, just because I don't want Ireland to repeat such a tragedy. "

Having said that, Younis became angry. He waved his fist and shouted loudly.

"Those Englishmen are too much. They deliberately starved so many Irish people to death before, and then set up pumping magic circles in various places in Ireland to draw away all the magic power in Ireland and turn Ireland into a new magic desert. They want to destroy the homes of all the leprechauns, and the English are the worst kind that the worst demons can't compare to..."

Chris listened to Younis chattering and cursing the English people, and he couldn't deny it. He didn't make any comments, and there was no need to say anything, because as Younis said, England is not human. It is true that there are some people who are not good people. From a historical point of view, the English government has never regarded Ireland, which has been conquered for hundreds of years, as its own country at all, nor has it regarded the Irish as compatriots. It is purely in the form of a colony.

It is very normal and reasonable for the Irish to rebel against the English, but Chris did not expect that the shitty things done by the English government would force even the extraordinary creatures who have been hiding in the small world to stand up and end in person Form the Rebels to fight against England.

It can be seen from this incident that the British Empire's approach is indeed powerful.

"If I let my people help you transport weapons and walk through the goblin passage together, can you still conduct transactions normally?" Chris interrupted Eunice's curse on the brutal behavior of the English.