In the free wizarding world, gun battles happen every day

In his previous life, Weston had never been to the polar regions and had only seen the polar aurora in videos.

Weston didn't know whether the aurora on Earth could compare with the dazzling beauty of the light in front of him.

But Weston's eyes were always looking through the car window, chasing the short but gorgeous dazzling light in the sky.

"Weiston, trouble is coming. Go and operate the turret. The undead in front cannot be avoided. We have to break out of them."

Weston retracted his gaze and looked forward.

Under the illumination of the chariot's high beam, an invisible tide of corpses rushed towards the chariot.

Queenge, who was highly skilled in driving, tried to change the direction and tried to go around, but the scope of the corpse wave was too large.

Unless they turn around and return to the city, this tide of corpses can no longer be avoided.

It can be seen from the witchcraft detector that the route chosen by Queenge is the least dangerous route that runs along the edge of the corpse tide.

Weston did not dare to delay, unbuckled his seat belt and climbed onto the turret.

Four hourglasses later, Queenge's chariot arrived at its destination.

This wild chariot was still brand new when it left the city. After a few hours of trekking, it was already wrapped in all kinds of filth.

Especially the smelly purple-red blood stains are particularly touching.

These bloodstains come from the corpse wave that Four Hourglasses encountered before.

Weston controlled the tank's machine gun with full firepower, clearing away the zombies in front.

However, there were too many zombies in the zombie tide. Even if Quenge chose a route that missed the zombie tide, he was still slowed down by the zombies that kept swarming up.

The walking corpses crawling out of the soil contaminated by the rules of death are not even corpses themselves, but just clay dolls containing corpse fragments.

Driven by the rules of death, they will kill all life forms they encounter indiscriminately, and then throw the corpses of these lives into the mire polluted by the rules of death.

These corpses were digested in the mire and turned into more zombies, joining the zombie tide.

Under the efforts of these zombies who pushed their heads under the wheels, Queenge's chariot became slower and slower. It wouldn't be long before the zombies would completely submerge the chariot.

Weston and Quenge were about to have their cans opened, dragged out and quartered.

At the last moment, Quenge activated his tank's trump card.

The violent flames burned everything within a hundred meters of the tank, but did not cause any damage to the tank.

With the flame mechanism clearing the area, the chariot successfully increased its speed and broke out of the encirclement.

Looking at the forest in front of him that was sealed off by the huge secret realm Rubik's Cube, Quenge breathed a sigh of relief.

"Weiston, we're here. Get ready to get out of the car!"

Weston climbed up from the turret seat of the tank and looked through the front windshield at the huge secret Rubik's Cube in front of him.

"I'm getting off the car, where are you going?"

"I have to go to the nearby wizard tower area to perform emergency maintenance on the chariot. The chariot is unable to return to the city in its current state."

Along the way, Weston witnessed the trauma suffered by this tank with his own eyes. He understood that Queenge was not making excuses, and nodded to express his understanding.

Queenge's chariot stopped in front of a checkpoint outside the secret realm Rubik's Cube.

A team of combat wizards walked to the chariot vigilantly and asked Queenge's purpose.

Quenge showed an invitation letter and said that he was the driver who sent people over for Mr. Mack.

The wizard team who checked Quenge's invitation relaxed their vigilance.

"Sir Mike has already informed us that his people will come out immediately. Please ask Lord Mike's guests to wait here for a moment."

Weston and Quenge nodded and stepped out of the chariot.

Queenge couldn't stay here with Weston. The tank was in serious condition. He had to go to a safe area immediately to conduct a comprehensive overhaul of the tank.

After Quenge drove away, Weston took the initiative to walk over and say hello to them under the curious eyes of the Battle Wizard Team.

Although they are just outside patrols and sentries, those who can perform tasks in the wilderness are at least second-level combat wizards.

It's not like Weston, a first-level rookie, can look down on the opponent.

Weston politely approached several battle wizards.

These boring battle wizards patrolling the periphery were also happy to gossip with Weston.

Weston learned from their mouths that there were traces of the evil black wizard in the dense forest blocked by the secret realm Rubik's Cube.

Several battle wizards also figured out why Weston, a first-level rookie, appeared here.

After hearing that Weston was a gunman under Mike, several combat wizards guessed that Weston was here to participate in the ceremony.

Weston also figured out what the so-called ceremony was from their mouths.

The agent system in the wizarding world is different from the star agents on Earth.

The agent system in the wizarding world is a support system for veteran combat wizards who have withdrawn from the battle order and for newcomers.

Through the experience and guidance of veteran combat wizards, newcomers can grow up quickly with the help of their agents.

At the same time, the agent will also help newcomers solve various trivial problems in life to prevent these trivial matters from affecting the newcomer's combat status.

However, in this process, it is inevitable that various accidents will happen to the newcomers during their growth, resulting in their demise halfway.

When this happens, the agent will come forward to collect the corpse and handle the funeral arrangements for the new couple.

Some agents who go further will even lead people to avenge their clients, which is the so-called ritual ceremony.

Not many agents would hold rituals for new customers, but Mai Ke was just that kind of agent.

While Weston was chatting with several battle wizards and inquiring about information, the secret magic cube in the sealed forest began to rotate.

"The person who took you in has come out, get ready to go!"

The words of the patrol's battle wizard rang in Weston's ears.

Weston's eyes were looking at the secret Rubik's Cube covering the forest, carefully observing the situation inside.

This secret realm Rubik's Cube regular projection that envelopes this forest, seals it off, and turns it into a temporary secret realm forms a third-level Rubik's Cube.

As the Rubik's Cube rotates, various monsters trapped in the secret realm launch an attack on the space barrier of the secret realm's Rubik's Cube.

However, their attack was like a stone sinking into the ocean, leaving no ripples.

The jungle that was split into squares was driven by the power of rules and kept moving up and down in the secret Rubik's Cube space.

Soon, a square moved from the middle toward the edge of the Secret Realm Rubik's Cube.