Chapter 461 7.115 The Chuanhuo Gang Is in Action (5)

Chapter 461 115 The Fire-Churning Gang in Action (5)

The main entrance of the Grand Palais in Paris is carved from two pieces of turquoise. In the heavy snow, the snow on the street has accumulated to nearly 1 foot thick, but the door is still as bright and clean as new.

"The main entrance of the Grand Palais in Paris is the first layer of prohibition of the old lizard subordinates of the Illuminati. If you don't understand the mystery hidden in it, mortals can't enter the palace at all."

"The people of Paris have long believed that this is an illusion technique created by the magicians of the East Land. But according to our long-term research, this kind of magic that can hide such a huge area has far exceeded the scope of the magic of the East Land."

"Mutu sits in the center of the spider web. On weekdays, he only lets in the targets he wants to put in, and the unfortunate Duke Loki is one of them."

"If we want to forcibly break the illusion he created, we can only use the crystal skull."

After saying this, Microa had taken out the crystal skull and hit it on the golden scepter in his hand. Under the infusion of psychic energy, a ray of white light shot out from the pale eyes of the skeleton.

The gate that deflected the light was like paper touching the flame, and a big hole was burned in an instant.

Microa led the Chuanhuo Gang into it.

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Walking through the gate and entering the palace, one step brought earth-shaking changes. There was a white wind outside the gate, and it was difficult to see people three meters away, but inside the gate of the palace, it was the most perfect scene in midsummer.

"It has snowed in the city, but it is still midsummer inside the palace. This kind of mistake usually does not happen to enemies of the level of 'Mutu'. The only explanation is that he can't take care of these at this time."

"I have a hunch that it is very likely that the walls of Paris have been broken at this time! When the giants broke into the city and started slaughtering, even the king of the sea, who is as strong as the earth, began to panic."

Wherever you look, there are fragrant bouquets everywhere.

Butterflies and dragonflies were flying in the sky, and the sky above was also deep blue, dotted with a few white clouds, which looked distant and quiet.

"This sudden attack also confused Mutu, otherwise he would never make such a mistake." Microa said in a deep voice, "For a mature array master, the illusion must always be combined with the external space."

"Mutu has lost all his subordinates in the Stone Helmet Fortress, and even the newly found new ally "Deep Diver" has died on the land of Yun Province. At this time, the only one who can serve as his guard is our group of lovely companions."

The fire thieves moved forward cautiously, and everyone protected Microa in the human wall. Microa, who was moving slowly, did not hesitate, and she took out the crystal skull again. Pure spiritual energy was infused into the crystal skull on the top of the scepter, and the rich and hot white light spread like water waves.

On the way forward, all illusions that touched this light wave would disappear immediately. The courtyard, which was originally full of birdsong and flowers, was like a painting with a hole burned in it. With Microa as the center, the illusion was dispelled, revealing a dilapidated courtyard covered with ice and snow.

That was the true appearance of this courtyard.

"From now on, everyone should be alert. I have a hunch that our old friend must be in front, waiting to ambush us!"

Microa and his "fire thieves" wanted to kill the traitor "Mushishi" in the gang. At the same time, "Mushishi" and his firefly swarms also wanted to kill them to silence them.

Especially in this palace, they are the allies of the master, and they have the best time, place and people.

Not far in front of her, there were 5 figures in black lurking in the bushes not far away. The crystal skull on the top of the scepter ruthlessly revealed their figures after dispelling the illusion. When they found that they could not avoid it, the leader, an Arab with two curved beards and his head wrapped in black cloth, stretched his body, shook off the ice and snow on his body, and stood up.

"It's an alliance, not an enemy!"

"Why can tiny insects survive on this planet for thousands of years? Because they never take the initiative to attack animals stronger than them! In the final analysis, we are a group of intelligence personnel!"

"We have no principles and no stance!"

"I don't know why the Master of the Fire Transmission has allowed you to live until now, a bishop like you who is both standing in line and disrupting the situation. What's more exaggerated is that now you actually want to rush into the territory of the "12 Masters of the Illuminati" and wait for an opportunity to rob.

My God!

"Stop it, go back with me and confess to the Master of the Illuminati sincerely, and you still have a chance to change your mind. "

Microa's words were quite sincere, but "Mushi Master" Azriamo was not moved at all. He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his rosy lips. This action that looked a bit girlish, coupled with his black headscarf and beard on his chin, was full of disturbing disharmony.

"Dear sister, put away your tricks!"

"I know what you are thinking. You don't want to waste too much energy on our group of people because the Viking mob is about to enter the city."

"You can see that this illusion can't last long. Sooner or later, we will be swallowed up by the crowd."

"You are impatient, aren't you?"

Hidden under the red headscarf, Microa only revealed a pair of phoenix eyes. She looked at Azriamo coldly. Just when she wanted to say something, she was interrupted by this exquisite Arab again.

"My dear sister"

"How are you!"

The voice of "Mushishi" is as low and gentle as Microa's. After discovering the biggest target of this trip, the black-skinned strong man Gorgon took out a soft whip from behind and dared to attack, but Microa reached out to stop him.

"Azriamo!

You are a talented person. It is a pity to die like this."

"In order to capture you this time, the Firebringer has allowed me to take out the crystal skull. You can't be my opponent."

"Archbishop Susas has said many times that the foundation of our business is trading, not plundering."

If I stick a match in your delicate ass, you will fly straight to the sky! If all intelligence personnel can do this like you, what else can we eat? ! "

Microa and Azriamo are both the backbone of the Zoroastrianism. The conflict between them lies in ideology, and this conflict is irreconcilable.

Looking at the arrogant Mushi in front of her, she knew that there was no way for them to settle the matter today.

There is no point in saying more. At this time, only power is king.

Holding the scepter tightly in her hand, the pale original spiritual energy condensed in the crystal skull again. When the indestructible flame wave was about to be released, a big hand stretched out from behind and pulled off her red veil.

In shock and anger, another hand had already attacked from behind, and the two flying fireflies hidden in the palm were ruthlessly stuffed into Microa's mouth.

The Mushi raised his right hand with a smile.

The index finger on the right hand had disappeared.