"To be honest, you haven't told me what kind of forbidden land this place is, right? Now I'm just breaking into a small part of the place. You're going to catch me back and let me accept punishment. Isn't this a bit overbearing?"

I just got the vice president of the Family Discipline Committee, but now there is another president.

This really hits the smaller ones and the larger ones.

Why can only fight solve the problem? Let’s sit down and talk about it carefully. Can I say that the current problem cannot be solved?

"There is no explanation. You have to break in even though you know that there is a magic circle to isolate it. This alone is enough to punish you and you. Badr and Heimdal defeat him."

The girl's voice echoed in the room again.

The next moment, the two puppets were shot out from the group of puppets like arrows.

The headed puppet held a heavy shield and a giant sword, and faced with a shield strike in front of Bethibu.

The heavy giant shield collided with the sword body of Duangang. A huge force was also transmitted from the holy sword to Beethebu's arm. A feeling of soreness filled his wrists, and his body was shocked to retreat continuously because of this huge force.

But this is not finished yet.

The other party seemed to have deliberately grabbed the time when Bezebu was not yet able to react. After the puppet used heavy shields to cause him to lose balance, a beam of light shot out from the mini magic cannon in the hand of another puppet.

"!"

At this critical moment, Beizeb's expression changed slightly, and then his pupil color changed rapidly, and the red and golden color once again occupied his pupils.

A huge crack also appeared in his eyes.

That is the flaw of the magic cannon.

But at this time there was no time for him to fight back. The speed of the beam was so fast that it arrived in front of him the moment he activated his pupils.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a violent explosion, the powerful impact swept across the smoke and gravel, hitting the surroundings like a strong wind. The books on the bookshelf were blown up one after another, and were torn into pieces of paper in the strong wind and blown everywhere.

These two dolls are not like those dolls at the beginning, and they only have the command of attack in their minds.

A warrior holding a sword and a shield, and a magician supporting behind his back.

Whether it is the former or the latter, when a person faces them, unless he has the ability to crush them, he must not be careless just because they are just demon puppets.

There are many powerful puppets in the world. As long as the level of an alchemist can reach the corresponding level, the puppets he made will also be more powerful.

These two puppets are far from comparable to those twenty-eight puppets just now.

But even so...

"Wow!"

An arc of light burst out from the smoke and dust.

The smoke that spread around and blocked the explosion center scene was cut open under this arc and split into two halves.

Beizeb was still unscathed even when he was hit by the terrifying magic cannon. The fire waves around him seemed to be repelled from him. His clothes were rushing in the wind, and his silver hair was still snow-white, and there was no sign of a mess in his appearance.

Standing in the deep pit caused by the explosion, he slowly raised his head.

The silver hair on the forehead slid gently, revealing the pair of red and golden pupils.

"this......!"

In the dark room, the girl with a hood changed her expression, and when she looked at Bethieb's eyes through the puppet, a fatal suffocation feeling of being pinched to her neck was conveyed to her whole body.

The chill also gradually spread from the soles of the feet to the whole body.

"hehe."

She seemed to hear such a chuckle through the sensor on the puppet.

It's like a mockery, or a sound that will only be made when encountering something fun.

"Immediately, defeat him!"

Without any hesitation, when she saw Bezebub's eyes, a faint sense of fear arose in her heart.

Late changes occur.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but give orders to her two puppets again.

but......

"choke!"

Accompanied by a sword sound, the picture projected through the perspective of the puppet suddenly broke, and the only one that appeared in front of her was the dark wall.

This is...what's wrong...

Could it be...

She raised her head with dull eyes, held her head with her hands as if she had suffered some terrifying blow, and knelt on the ground.

......

On the other hand, Bezebu retracted the holy sword into the scabbard after using this pair of demon eyes and a small part of the mysterious power in his body to solve the two puppets.

Looking at the two puppets in front of him who had been cut into two pieces, he rubbed his nose, and smiled dryly, always feeling that he seemed to have caused some big trouble.

If you read this material correctly, it should be Mithril and Heavy Iron...

The mitril silver on these things seems to be more mitril silver than the armor I use.

Uh... Using [Resurrection] should be able to restore these puppets to their original state...

_(:3∠)_

Forget it, why do you think so much? Anyway, this puppet looks so weak. Even if there is no way to fix that president of the Discipline Committee, he shouldn't have settled the score with me.

While comforting himself with such obviously unrealistic words, he continued to walk forward.

No matter what, it is important to escape from the crime scene first!

After spending most of the day, after about an hour or two wandering around the Tower of Babel, Bethibu finally found the spiral staircase leading to the second floor.

Looking at the stairs that seemed to be hundreds of meters high in front of him, he seemed to feel the malice from the builder of the Tower of Babel.

This tower has ten floors, and it seems that there is no problem when you look outside. However, the top is just covered by clouds and it will not take long to go up directly.

But when he comes in and reaches the stairs.

He suddenly had the urge to greet the descendants of the Tower of Babel builders.

It’s okay to be a few hundred meters high, but the most important thing is that this thing is a spiral staircase, which is hovering around this tower with a range of dozens of acres. If you walk around and reach the second floor, you will have to be thousands of meters away!

Hello!

Isn’t it tiring if you principal goes up and downstairs every day?!

Also! Can't you consider the feelings of us abandoned houses?!

(vv)
Chapter completed!