Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 57 57. Ice and Fire Dragon Head (5K Chapter)

Three floors underground.

The Crypt Evil Spider, who had been arrogant before, was fleeing in embarrassment at the moment.

It has arranged a large number of cobwebs in the corners of the ceiling and walls in advance.

As long as the spider web is shot out from the abdomen, it can quickly and flexibly dodge attacks under the traction of the spider web, or attack the enemy from various insidious angles.

But now, no matter how it dodges, it can't get rid of the pursuers behind it.

Chasing after it was a frosty dragon head emitting a white chill, ferocious, vicious, and icy cold, covered with a large number of ice blue dragon scales.

The movement speed of the Frost Dragon Head is not fast, far less than that of the Crypt Evil Spider dragged by its silk.

However, the frost aura of the dragon head is too amazing.

The billowing cold air hangs down from the dragon's head like a waterfall.

Where the cold air went, white frost condensed instantly, and even many crystal clear ice slags and snowflakes appeared in the air.

Even if the crypt spider only touches the air or the wall where the dragon's head passes, it is enough to make it an ice sculpture.

As for casting Rotting Bugflies to counter?

Do not make jokes!

"Rotten Bug Fly" is a spell that needs to be read. If the Crypt Spider uses this spell, it will become a living target.

The only thing it can do now is run around like a mouse being chased by a cat.

"Who are you? You have such strength, why did you come to deal with me? A majestic third-order "Fist of the Empire", come to bully me, a little spider, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by other Extraordinary people? "

"It doesn't matter who I am, I will be a bastard if I die. I only know that there is no need to pay attention to fairness and justice when dealing with something like you. You are all a bunch of sneaky and disgusting rats. The only way to crush you with violence is the right way."

The cold female voice sounded from the third underground floor, but it did not come from the Frost Dragon Head.

After a closer look, it can be found that the frost dragon only has a head and neck, but no torso.

One end of its neck is the head, and the other end is connected to the left shoulder of the man in black.

At first glance, it looks like a human with a dragon's neck and head.

A little spooky, but very visually impactful.

Obviously, the man in black is Captain Murphy.

She can deal with the evil crypt spiders with ease.

She didn't enter the cyborg state.

Just changing the left arm into a frost dragon head is enough to drive away the Crypt Evil Spider like a duck.

She has the strength to instantly kill the Crypt Evil Spider, but why didn't she do it?

"Grete, Mars, have you prepared the potion yet?" Captain Murphy turned his head slightly, looking at the middle-aged second lieutenant and young sergeant sitting cross-legged in the corner.

"Sir, the mutagen has been prepared. I'm ready."

Second Lieutenant Great stood up, holding a rippling glass jar in his hand.

On the ground under his feet, there was a portable medicine preparation box filled with bottles and cans.

Sergeant Marrs acts as an assistant. After he packed the medicine preparation box, he picked up the box and stood aside.

"Very good, I will kill this monster now. Soak the mutation material in its body into the potion and drink it as soon as possible."

"Yes, sir." Second Lieutenant Great nodded in a muffled voice, looking up at the crypt spider fleeing on the ceiling, his eyes full of longing.

Only a second lieutenant like him knows that being promoted from the first rank of "Fist of the Empire" to the second rank is not as simple as taking medicine and getting injections on time.

Among them, precious mutation materials are needed as medicine, and the core organs of mid-level undead creatures are very suitable for use as medicine.

Gretel thought he would die here, an honorable death.

Now the situation is just reversed, not only is he not dead, but he can still enjoy the mutation material...

The ups and downs of life are really unpredictable.

"Don't be distracted, Gretel." Captain Murphia warned:

"I know what you are feeling. After you drink the mutant material, I will naturally explain it to you."

"Yes, sir."

Captain Murphy raised his head, revealing a fair neck under the black hood.

She looked at the clown-like crypt spider on the ceiling, and smiled contemptuously:

"Okay, chop suey, I've had enough. You can die now."

As soon as the words fell, the Frost Dragon, which was chasing the Crypt Evil Spider, opened its huge mouth and sprayed out a fierce frosty air.

This cold air was as quick as lightning, and it fell on the crypt evil spider in a blink of an eye.

"no no…"

The evil crypt spider couldn't even finish its screams, and turned into a icy sculpture in the cold air.

The frost dragon's head crushed the ice sculpture in one bite, and then shrank back under the master's control.

Murphy's left arm returned to its original state.

There was a beating black heart in her left hand.

"That's it, "Crypt Spider Mother's Fragmented Heart", an excellent quality second-order mutation material. "

Captain Murphya threw what was in his hands to Gretel, and said at the same time:

"Drink it while it's hot, don't be disgusted. It's a good thing that can give you a powerful mutation ability. Although the ability brought about by this mutation is random, the Crypt Evil Spider's foundation is not bad, what it masters The Extraordinary abilities are good. Even if your luck is mediocre, you will still have above-average gains."

"Thank you, sir."

Second Lieutenant Great soaked the dirty heart in the solvent, then raised his head and swallowed, drinking all the bubbling potion.

Sergeant Mars stood by, watching Gretel's booze with envy.

"The mutation potion will take effect in 5 minutes, and you will fall asleep for about half an hour. I just took advantage of this five minutes to tell you about the emperor's secret plan and answer your confusion. First of all, your original promotion plan is cancelled. No, you won't be transferred to MI6, but..."

Captain Murphy was about to explain to Gretel when a very weak voice came from the corner of the third underground floor.

"Zizizi...Zizizi..."

The sound was like a surge of electricity, or a rodent gnawing on a hard object.

Captain Murphy made a "silence" gesture.

Gretel and Myers shut their mouths tightly and held their breath.

Captain Murphia looked in the direction of the voice, stretched out his left arm, and grabbed a small thing from the darkness with the Frost Dragon's head.

"This is... the amulet of the Death Order. How did this thing appear here? Could it be left by the Death Order assassin who turned into a crypt spider?... Gretel, have you seen this thing before?"

"Report, sir, I have not seen it."

"You haven't seen it Mars, have you?"

"Report, sir, I haven't seen it either."

"Hiss, where did this thing come from?" Captain Murphy stared at the amulet in his hand, frowned slightly, his eyes revealing thought.

"Papa papa..." A footstep sounded from far to near.

Someone unexpected arrived at the third basement floor.

After he came out of the stairwell, he ran towards the place where the three of Murphia were without stopping.

His goal was very clear, it was the vibrating amulet in Captain Murphy's hand.

"That man seems to be coming for me... No, he is coming for the amulet. Could it be another assassin from the Death Council?"

Captain Murphy gave Gretel and Mars a wink:

"You guys hide first, and I will deal with it."

Second Lieutenant Great nodded, pulled Sergeant Mars up, and dodged into the shadows at the corner of the wall.

The approaching footsteps were getting closer, and his rapid breathing was already clearly audible.

The moment he saw Captain Murphya, he was taken aback for a moment, his eyes swept over the figure of the other party and the amulet in his hand, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed unscrupulously:

"Hahahaha! Let me catch you! It's good that you didn't run away, so I don't need to use the positioning device in the amulet to search for your whereabouts."

In his right hand he holds a remote control that makes the amulet vibrate, and its function is to help him locate the amulet.

Captain Murphy turned around slowly and looked at the man who appeared here inexplicably.

Her pretty face was hidden in the shadow of the hood, and doubt and incomprehension rose between her brows.

Why would a fellow with the rank of sergeant in MI2 uniform leave the safety of the camp and come to this eerie underground third floor?

And why can he make the amulet vibrate?

Captain Murphya's complicated expression retreated quickly in his thoughts.

Enlightenment and indifference occupied her face, like a bone-piercing frost on her face.

"Oh, I see... You, a senior MI2 investigator, are a spy for the Death Society. You're here to recover this amulet, right?"

The cold tone could hardly conceal the soft tone, which was undoubtedly the voice of a young woman.

Facing this mysterious man, Pim murmured in his heart—the criminal soldier No. 888 did not say that the mysterious man was a woman.

It doesn't matter, anyway, this mysterious man will become a dead man.

Pim raised his hands and brushed his hair and collar slowly, tidying up his personal image that was out of shape due to running.

He said with a relaxed face:

"It doesn't matter if you know who I really am...Yeah, I'm a spy for the Death Order. But you're the one who needs to worry about your safety. I'll torture you and pry the Emperor from your mouth All plans."

Pym raised his polished pistol and pointed the black muzzle at the opponent:

"Take off your hood and let me see your true face. You'd better cooperate with me honestly, so that I can treat you as a woman as a gentleman..."

Captain Murphy held the amulet in his palm with his left hand.

The crackling sound of "crack clatter" came from between her fingers.

She opened her left hand.

A handful of smoke fell from between those slender fingers.

The amulet was easily crushed by her.

Pim's heart trembled, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The hard talisman was crushed into powder by the opponent with bare hands!

Didn't Sin Soldier No. 888 mean that the strength of the mysterious man was about the same as that of ordinary soldiers! ?

At this moment, Pim deeply doubted whether the potion he used on Sin Soldier No. 888 really worked...

However, it was too late!

The mysterious man suddenly raised his arms, and stretched out two white forearms from under the cloak.

The skin wriggled, the bones twisted, and the muscles mutated!

The two arms turned into two dragon heads, and they rushed towards Pim.

The faucet on the left is chilly and covered with frost.

The dragon head on the right is full of flames and magma.

Before being bitten by the head of the ice fire faucet, Pim yelled out the name of the mysterious man in great horror:

"The Two-Headed Dragon Giant of the Empire"! ! ! You are Martha Murphy! ! Didn't you die in tomb number 669? ? "

"Pfft!"

Pim was bitten by the ice and fire faucet, and instantly fell apart.

His corpse was burned in the flames, turned into black ashes and dust and sank to the ground, and before falling to the ground, it was frozen by the cold air and turned into crystal clear ice slag.

At this moment, an inconspicuous black light shot out from the dragon's head, crossed a distance of tens of meters at an extremely fast speed, and escaped into the stairwell.

Captain Murphy uttered a surprised exclamation:

"This guy was actually protected by the Death Society's "Soul Retreat Crystal"! He is a senior spy of the Guild of Death, not an ordinary intelligence officer! "

Captain Murphy's figure blurred for a while, dragging afterimages, and rushed to the stairwell.

"Gretel, you wait here for me, don't move around. I must catch up with the spy, or our plan will be exposed. Mars, you stay here too. If I don't come back in time, you will put Grete on his back." Go to the basement."

"Yes, sir." The two of Gretel replied in unison.

They stuck out half of their heads from behind the corner, only seeing the poisonous mist billowing, but no trace of Murphya.

Just as the two wanted to lament that Captain Murphya really came and went like the wind, they saw the figure of the other party reappeared in front of them, and there was an extra piece of broken gray crystal in their hands.

Sergeant Marrs asked:

"Sir, have you caught the spy yet?"

Captain Murphy stared at the broken crystal in his hand for a few seconds, then shook his head and said:

"I didn't catch the spy... but neither did our plans."

"Why is this..." Second Lieutenant Gretel muttered in confusion.

Captain Murphy weighed the crystal in his hand and said:

"Because the spy is dead, at the hands of the undead. He activated the "Soul Retreat Crystal" and escaped from me. His own soul had indeed escaped, but all his belongings were left here. "

Captain Morphia bent down and picked up another amulet from Pym's remains:

"...we were lucky. His spirit was in too much haste to bring his amulet with him. He had just escaped into the basement stairwell when he encountered the resurrected undead. His "soul retreat crystal "Crushed by a Crypt Lurker, the soul vanished in an instant. "

Gretel and Mars understood what was going on, and were completely relieved.

The souls of the human beings who died in the tomb have two endings.

If it was the binding spirit that killed him, his soul would be taken away by the stone mound and transformed into a binding spirit.

If the one who killed him was a stitch monster like the Crypt Lurker, then his soul would not be transformed into a binding spirit, but would dissipate out of thin air.

So this guy Pim is completely dead.

The lieutenants and sergeants at the scene are all people who have experienced many battles and know this very well.

Captain Murphy thought for a few seconds, and decided to make some flexible adjustments to the existing plan:

"Gretel, obey."

"Yes, sir."

"The Emperor authorized me to form a new MI2 in secret. All personnel will be selected from among the accused's deadly assassination targets. You are one of them."

Lieutenant Great was shocked when he suddenly learned the truth of the incident. His mouth opened involuntarily, and all the wrinkles on his face deepened at the same time.

Before he could say anything, Mophia raised her hand and stopped his words:

"Time is urgent, listen to me.

"My original plan was to transform you from a nominally killed imperial sergeant into a new MI2 agent who can't be seen publicly with the help of the death council's assassination plan. You will be promoted to the second rank here." The Fist of the Emperor, who will also become the Emperor's shadow, begins a secret investigation of current MI2 members..."

Captain Murphy pointed to the wreckage on the ground:

"But there was an unexpected twist in the plan, and it was this murderous spy masquerading as an MI2 investigator.

"His appearance disrupted my plan. We must make some reasonable explanations for his disappearance, otherwise it will affect my next actions.

"So, I have a new plan of action..."

Murphy looked at Second Lieutenant Gretel, raised his hand and saluted:

"Congratulations, Gretel, your death has been postponed. You will continue to serve as a living imperial lieutenant, commanding the imperial army in place of Sergeant Alvin, and clearing tomb number 1079. The next time you die, you will be assassinated." Now is the time for me to transform you into a shadow agent. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir." Gretel raised his hand in salute, a trace of sleepiness flashed across his resolute face.

The mutagen he drank was about to take effect.

"Get ready to fall asleep, I will stay here until you wake up.

"Remember, after you and Mars return to the basement floor, first find out what happened, and then adapt to the situation, and explain clearly the death of the MI2 investigator and your own survival. What kind of handle was caught in the second place.

"The Emperor judges that the infiltration of the current MI2 accused will be very serious."

Second Lieutenant Great's body was shaking, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment.

But he still relied on tenacious will and said:

"It's...sir...it's really unexpected...Xiangzi, who is regarded as the mortal enemy of the Suicide Society...has become a running dog of the Suicide Society..."

"Slap."

Lieutenant Great fell to the ground and grunted.

The pores all over his body ejected spider silk at the same time.

Ten seconds later, his body was wrapped in a giant cocoon made of spider silk.

Seeing this scene, Captain Murphy nodded slowly, knowing that the medicine in the opponent's body had fully taken effect.

"Mars, how long will it take for the reinforcements from the Colabo Legion to arrive?"

"I'll be there in an hour. I heard that the leader of the team is a fiery lieutenant, who seems to be called Serley."

"Well, Thurley... I'm waiting for him." Captain Murphy said.

"He's the one waiting? What does that mean, sir?"

Murphy raised her chin slightly, and pointed to Gretel on the ground:

"Like him, Thurley is also the target of the Death Council. Tomb No. 1079 is used by the Death Council as a place to serially assassinate imperial lieutenants."

For some reason, Murphy sighed softly:

"Hey. MI2 planted intelligence personnel in the death meeting, and it really worked. That's how the assassination plan I got from the death meeting came about. But MI2 was also heavily infiltrated because of it. Maybe this is the intelligence The disadvantages of inserting personnel into illegal forces."

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