Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

The soldiers on duty inside with various clothes and mixed skin colors quickly gathered around with their guns raised. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw it was Cordis.

However, they did not put down their guns, but waited until the leading officer confirmed that there was no problem before welcoming them back.

"In the past, some Intis people pretended to be us and got in. Fortunately, they were found to have different habits and were eliminated in time. However, they also caused us huge losses."

"Faceless Man? The other party is really willing to spend a lot of money. After all, it is normal to establish a naval base here to monitor the Loen Colony in East Balam opposite."

"So it's better to give us these neutrals, they will just keep the fire going."

"The situation is complicated and I can't say anything. I hope you will fulfill your promise."

After passing the roadblock, Cordis left his companion's body for others to place.

He and Wayne Fern led Hermione towards the port city. The wire barricades relied on the periphery of the residential area, and there were many high points in some twists and turns.

Several figures holding spears secretly retreated to find a hiding place.

The streets in the residential area that I just walked into were amazing. There were defensive sandbags at key street entrances and roads.

There are no lights on the surrounding houses, and a little light may attract random stray bullets on the sea. Traces of destruction can be seen in many houses.

The guards patrolling the streets took out a holy symbol to confirm Cordis's identity before continuing to patrol. This is to avoid the losses caused by the previous faceless men's infiltration. Even the governor must be inspected.

"Has the indigenous combined fleet ever attacked? The port area, the entire island?"

"The initial attack in the port area was very fierce. After the artillery positions were replenished, they never came close. I don't know if you can see the Dongshan Mountain over there. It was basically baptized by artillery fire."

"Whoever makes that high point can completely suppress the sea area in front, and can also be suppressed by the opponent."

Even in the darkness, Hermione could see all the details there clearly. The top was covered with shattered soil and vegetation, all gray and black.

Broken shrapnel, sunken potholes, and deep trenches spread out, with several groups of moving lights inside.

In some places there were masonry and concrete bunkers, sunken in and boxy. It should be the muzzles of those guns.

Not bad, at least they know that they can support each other even if they are not in the same place.

"We just have no choice on the surrounding coasts. We can only rely on the indigenous people above to force them down and cut off their supplies. Thanks to the enlightened people like Wayne."

Cordis patted Wayne next to him and said a few words to him, and then Wayne walked to another street and left.

Hermione also put the remaining supplies in the warehouse here. The area near the dock was the hardest hit area by bombing, and would only be buried and destroyed by artillery fire.

The joint army on the island directly scattered and removed those things, and after talking to the person in charge, Curtis continued to take Hermione to the headquarters here.

On the turning street, several people with obvious mixed-race characteristics were pleading with a group of patrolling soldiers.

The expressions on their faces were anxious, and the woman with obvious southern continental features was holding a child in a somewhat anxious way.

The men and women around her should be her family members. It seems that something has happened to her?

Cordis went up and checked the small badges with them. After finding that there was no problem with them, he asked about the matter in front of them.

Although he is only the deputy governor in charge of the war, he cannot ignore it when he sees it. This will not be conducive to subsequent concerted efforts.

"What happened to you? I am the deputy governor of Konot Port, Cordis."

They observed that the soldiers were all respectful to the young man in front of them, and they quickly gathered around and explained the reason in local dialect.

Listening to this somewhat distant language, Hermione's mind ran around a few times before recalling those memories.

It's a bit unclear, but it's not a problem for believers of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom to hear clearly.

"Are you saying you saw dead people?"

"They were in the mirror room and suddenly appeared in a certain corner. Our children were frightened."

"I understand, you should go and stay in the hospital area first."

Cordis asked their male host to stay and lead the way, while the others asked the soldiers to send each other to the designated hospital area.

"It seems that people from the Corpse Collector's path are doing the daily harassment. Just purify it."

"Is this common?"

Hermione asked about the key. Some large-scale ritual magic also started to take shape from little traces. Once you find out, there's nothing you can do to stop it.

She had reason to suspect that this group of people might sacrifice the entire port area. Don't underestimate those who have fanatical beliefs.

Led by the mixed-race man, they came to the old street concierge. The atmosphere around them was indeed cold.

Hermione saw a gap opening underneath, and huge eyes below were constantly observing the world outside the gap.

It opened its pupils, saw Hermione staring at it, and disappeared there instantly.

The temperature of the house in front returned to normal heat. Standing at the door, Hermione crushed the condensed ice mirror and told Cordis that the problem had been solved.

It's just that the power of the Death Path penetrates, and those spirits are not a threat to her.

"You are incredibly strong. I didn't even dare to look there just now with my spiritual vision."

"They are just some small creatures in the spiritual world. You'd better prepare more purification items for the sun path."

After talking to the mixed-race man, the two left here, followed by the two soldiers on duty keeping their distance.

"We have a way to deal with it. As long as the saint doesn't come, we will be safe, but we will be a little tired. They may want to destroy the high ground over there."

"What will you do if the volcano behind it explodes?"

"Return to Uttar Pradesh with the people we can bring. This time we admit defeat. Neither the power of nature nor the extraordinary power can be competed by us."

Although the mountains behind are already covered with vegetation, and tribesmen are still settling in, it is not impossible to rekindle it with extraordinary power.

Cordis almost forgot this, but fortunately Hermione reminded him that the most impossible things are often more likely.

Recently, the fleets at sea have been blocking them, or running away with a round of artillery fire, so he decided to leave to persuade the last few places.

The constant penetration shows that they are also waiting for certain opportunities. As for fighting with themselves like this?

Is there too much value on the island? Wouldn't it be better for you to guard against Loen?

"We're almost there. Our current temporary command post is in front of us. The conditions are simple. Please forgive me."

"I'm not that delicate. Let's take a look at your defense first."

Hermione and Cordis walked into the isolated courtyard, and sentries and moving torches were already patrolling the route.