Chapter 483 The Secret of the Magic Security Detector Is Exposed! (Bugfield Leader Adds 3 Updates)
[Viper] Arezzo hugged his belly and lay among the cobwebs, pretending to moan. While groaning, he glanced secretly:
There was a vast white cobweb all around. Under the hood, tough and sticky spiderwebs almost covered the entire street. Every one of the people who came to make trouble at the entrance of the medical center was glued to the point of being unable to move;
The barbarian guards who had just formed a human wall, and another group of barbarians wearing very eye-catching white clothes, moved one foot high and one foot low in the spider web. Pull out a wounded person and hand it over to the priest outside, pull out another wounded person, pass it from hand to hand, and hand it over to the priest outside...
He's actually quite kind, tsk. Mr. Arezzo flicked the roof of his mouth with his tongue: Someone came to the door to make trouble, and you are still thinking about saving people. How merciful! At this rate, do you want to heal all the injured?
In all conscience, Gretel really didn't think about treating all the injured. The clay figurine also has a rustic temperament, not to mention blocking the door to make trouble, which really violates his taboo. Let him cure everyone, what a joke!
In the past, there was nothing we could do. The dean was in charge and the Health Commission was in charge. It would not work without treatment. Even if someone stabs a doctor in a hospital and then jumps off a building and is seriously injured, the doctor still has to save him while holding his nose. Now, hum!
After Grete threw the cobweb technique, he took a detour and returned to the hospital through the back door. He stood far away in the lobby on the first floor and kept giving instructions:
"Ignore the uninjured ones! Let them lie down! The spider web spell will dissipate in half an hour at most, which is just enough time for them to calm down! Tell them to break down my door!"
"Those with injured limbs but no bleeding need not be cared for! They will not die! Leave them to the city guards!"
"Bring here people who are injured in the head, stomach, or have been trampled! Let me take a look! We only care about saving lives, not treating injuries. If we hang on to one life, we will throw it to the city guards!"
"By the way, when handing over to the city guards, leave a group of people behind! Let them wipe the door before leaving! And my bed! My treatment bed! Wipe them all clean!"
The barbarians trudged hard through the spider web. Pull out one, and another, and another.
Thick cobwebs clung to the arms and legs. After taking a few steps, the hands and legs were covered with thick layers. Hearing Grete's shout, Xiang Gu shrugged:
"It's okay, I don't have bad intentions... Hey, tell me, since Mr. said that people with injured limbs don't need to be taken care of, can we secretly kick them? We can't let others hit them so many times in vain!"
"That makes sense... Keep the noise down, I don't think sir will care..."
A big foot came towards me. Mr. Viper was startled, closed his eyes and curled up, shouting:
"I didn't do anything! I wanted to stop them! I...my stomach hurts! Ouch..."
The smell of big feet swayed around in front of me and then shrank back. [Viper] Arezzo tried his best to close his eyes, pretending to be extremely weak, and was picked up by two big hands, shaking left and right——
Pull out a few spider threads, connect the remaining spider threads on the body and legs across the sky of the spider web, and hand them to the next pair of big hands. As for how sticky the cobwebs are, and how many pieces of rags and other things got stuck to them during transportation, that's completely out of consideration.
Mr. Viper felt a chill on his legs. Hissing one piece, hissing another piece. After three or four consecutive transitions, he was placed on a flat board, and two people lifted him up and ran away. The man in front ran and shouted:
"Give it! Give it! This one has a stomach injury——"
"I got it! Come over here and line up! Take a photo first!"
After putting the tablet down, Arezzo felt like he was being picked up again and turned around. He opened his eyes slightly and saw a group of people running back and forth in the hall: carrying the injured, checking them, and sending them to treatment rooms. The person carrying the person walked away and went out to pick up the next group...
No one is idle, and no one stands in the way of others. It seems that although the cooperation is a bit jerky, they all know what they are doing.
Most of the spellcasters are not high-level, mainly mage apprentices and first-level mage. The target was at the deepest part of the hall, at least ten meters away from him, and it was unlikely that he could be killed with a single sprint. Is it the magic device in the hall...
Mr. Viper felt it, and his attention immediately turned to the wall on the left. There was a pair of big deer antlers hanging on the wall, spread out flat and looking to be more than three meters wide. The shape looked familiar, and Mr. Viper estimated that it should be the shed antlers of the Silver Moon Deer.
At this moment, a wounded man was being brought to the front of the antlers, and was lifted upright by the barbarians. Not far away, a pagan priest sat in front of the table. He threw a [Detection Magic] over, squinted his eyes and observed carefully, and nodded:
"The ribs are fine, the skull is fine. Turn around, I'll take a look at the spine again - there's nothing wrong with it, send it off, next one!"
How did he figure it out? He's such a poor man, he shouldn't have magic items on him! Besides, even if there are magic items, what does it have to do with ribs, spine, and skull?
Mr. Arezzo was carried over out of curiosity and stood in front of the antlers. Sure enough, the pagan priest threw over another [Detection Magic].
Mr. Viper was in a semi-conscious state and was held in the hands of the barbarian, observing him casually. Don't be afraid, just take a look, I don't carry any magic items that can be detected, and my own aura is also well controlled... After so many years of being a killer, if I can't control it well, I will be dead a long time ago!
The pagan priest looked at him up and down, left and right. After a moment's pause, he suddenly blew a whistle vigorously:
"squeak--"
As soon as the whistle blew, there was chaos in the medical center. Bernard rushed over from the side, picked up Grete and ran back;
The mages who had time to retreat immediately retreated; those who did not have time to retreat immediately entered the treatment room and slammed the door;
The barbarian security guards immediately gathered together, and from a small room, they methodically took out the tower shield, hammer, iron axe, and mace, and formed a battle formation. The Ares Priest's magical skills followed suit;
The barbarian carrying Mr. Viper threw the person in his hand in the direction of the antlers, turned around and ran away. Immediately, a hemispherical ice wall emerged out of thin air, trapping Arezzo inside.
! ! !
Did I reveal my secret? !
what happened?
[Detection Magic] shouldn't be able to capture me! Why do they think I'm suspicious?
Wait, with [Ice Wall Technique] covering me like this, controlling more than attacking, have they already decided that I have malicious intentions, or are they just a little suspicious?
Can I pretend to be innocent, pretend to be pitiful, pretend to be an ordinary injured person, disarm them, and then wait for an opportunity to assassinate?
Mr. Viper closed his eyes, fell into a coma, and was thrown out. He hit the ice wall, slid down softly, and half rolled on the ground, groaning in pain. The whole body language is saying "I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die..."
The hall quickly became quiet. Bang bang bang bang, heavy things fell from all sides. Arezzo held his breath and pricked up his ears, and heard someone in the distance whispering:
"What's wrong? Is this person suspicious?"
"It can't be photographed - at least it's a third-level professional, maybe higher. If you're still pretending to be like this after being a third-level professional, there must be something wrong!"
The Silver Moon Deer is a level 8 magical beast, and its fallen horns are also level 8 magic materials. People whose bone structure cannot be photographed must be professionals of level 3 or above, or have blessed themselves with [avoid detection]——
There is definitely something wrong with wearing rags, blending in with the crowd, and pretending to be trampled by a group of civilians! With the physical strength of a level 3 warrior, it is impossible for a poor person to step on him while lying on the ground!
Hell, it was really exposed! Arezzo's heart sank: I paid special attention when I was wandering around the door before, but I didn't see the relevant magic circle with monitoring level!
Those kind of gadgets are either very big or extremely expensive. They are usually installed in palaces, grand temples, grand auction houses, and other places. How could such a newly built medical center exist?
Forget it, don’t worry, just go!
Arezzo turned his hand, and a dark dagger slipped out and stabbed directly. [Ice Wall Technique] is a fourth-level magic. It has not yet solidified at this moment. After receiving his full blow, it shattered into pieces as expected. Okay, okay, it’s not the enhanced version...
Arezzo dodged and rushed out of the broken ice. He glanced at the back door of the hall, turned around and ran away without looking back.
What a pity!
This opportunity to get close to the target is too rare. If the secret is exposed like this, it will be even harder to kill him in the future... But there is a fourth-level magic circle in the hall, and there are no knows what traps are in the backyard. For the sake of safety, give up this opportunity!
His dagger flew and spun quickly. A thick iron gate has been put down at the gate of the medical center, but it cannot stop the [Dark Fang] in his hand. He took out a hole, bent down slightly, and slipped out softly.
No one dared to pursue. A master who can quickly break through the [Ice Wall Technique]. In the entire medical center, only Cerela can compete with him. This lady happened to be shopping again...
But Mr. Viper didn't know all this. He ran for his life, turned down one street, then another, and plunged into the woods. When he came out again, he was half a foot shorter, a little fatter, and his clothes and demeanor were also very different. He walked slowly into the street, raised his cane, and called a carriage.
After a while, when Archmage Grom arrived at the medical center surrounded by the law enforcement team, he saw the street was completely white, the door of the medical center was closed, and the city guards were holding weapons, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
……what's the situation?
The high-level mage of the necromantic system was at a loss for a moment. Everyone is tied up in the spider web, so they should be safe! What happened to the medical center?
He threw himself a loudspeaker spell and shouted several times before the iron gate at the gate rose. Grete came out with the people:
"There was a suspicious person just now...the medical center activated the alert, but he still escaped..."
Archmage Grom threw a detection spell with a sullen expression. Under the magical vision, a trace was extremely clear: first, he lingered opposite the medical center for a long time, then suddenly rushed into the crowd, and was carried into the hospital again. Inside the ice wall technique, powerful energy suddenly burst out, breaking through the ice wall and rushing out at high speed...
Stretch straight into the distance and never look back.
"I will send someone to investigate." Archmage Grom nodded to the law enforcement team, indicating that they would first ask the people around them and do some peripheral work. And he himself grabbed Gretel:
"As for you, follow me back to Babel Tower immediately. Don't come out until someone catches you!"
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