In the air, strange murmuring sounds came.

Under the manhole cover of the sewer on the side of the road, wisps of gray mist swayed upwards.

Soon, the entire street where Qiao was located was shrouded in thick fog like milk. The fog was so rich that even with Qiao's eyes, he could not see clearly what the buildings on the roadside looked like.

The surroundings became quiet.

The gas lamps on the roadside emitted a miserable white light, mixed with the grayish-white thick fog.

The only short street that could be seen clearly with the naked eye was that three or five hundred feet long. Qiao and a group of accompanying people were surrounded by mist on this short street.

The temperature around is decreasing.

In January, the temperature was still below zero.

With the emergence of thick fog, the temperature around it collapsed downward, and soon it reached the point where the dripping water turned into ice.

The breath that everyone exhaled was condensed into tiny ice crystals at a speed visible to the naked eye, falling one after another.

"Those...walking...spirits!"

An old, hoarse, could barely hear the murmur of an old woman's voice coming from the fog. Her accent, with a strong dialect tone, had traveled around the continent of Medland, and her knowledgeable teeth muttered in a low voice: "Pottosai..."

Joe raised his eyebrows.

Potto Scramblers.

He did not forget that his identity was special. Among the Potous people, Virenya, who had a similar identity as a "princess", was locked up by him at No. 158 Qingsong Street.

As the direct dealer of the destruction of the Apophis Palace, Virenya...Jo has not yet figured out how to deal with her.

There is no doubt that Virenya is just a tool, she is a tool used by others. Although the Apophis Palace was destroyed, if you really want to kill her, Joe felt that it seemed a bit too much.

After all, such a petite, cute, beautiful and smart girl, isn’t it?

Moreover, she was also a disciple of Sherlock.

In particular, behind her was a huge Portua Serb group. Although Joe ordered the arrest of all Portua Serbs near the imperial capital, and the surrounding provinces also began to take action against Portua Serbs.

But if Qiao really wants to send millions of Pottos to the order... Qiao really can't do such a thing.

"Portus's aunt...what are you doing? Your little Virenia princess is still in my hands." Qiao shouted loudly: "You are forcing me to punish her if you do this?"

The old, hoarse voice was like the stagnant water of the ancient well, without any emotional fluctuations: "What you do will be retaliated by a hundred times. Joe Von Weitu... I saw countless corpses and countless blood on your destiny line... You are heresy, evil devil..."

"If you kill you, Miss Virenya will naturally return safely." The old woman said coldly: "Accept your fate...that is, tonight, your destiny line will be ruthlessly cut off."

Qiao's face was twitched, and he sneered: "Ha, an old witch of Potus, said I am a heretic? Tsk, on the church's wanted list, the witches of Potus are hung on it all year round... Uncle Ya, an old witch of Potus, what's the market for the past two years?"

I was an old lady just now, but now I just call her an old witch!

Qiao's character gradually developed in a bad direction.

The teeth smiled "hehe" and was about to speak when heavy footsteps came from the thick fog. An extremely burly man, almost as large as three or four, was wearing a thick set of heavy armor, carrying a chain hammer in his left hand and an extremely heavy sword in his right hand, and walked out of the fog step by step.

"Enough, don't waste time, let alone waste saliva."

The face of the heavy armored man was blocked by the thick armor. His eyes were spitting blood. In the mist, the blood emitted from his eyes pulled out several feet of dazzling tails.

"Ayer is a place where a group of smart people gather... They have developed very bad habits, or problems!"

"Any problem, no matter what problem, no matter what trouble, they encounter, they are used to solving everything with what they call wisdom... They believe that they have mastered wisdom beyond the ordinary, they monopolized knowledge that has never been seen in the world, and they sit in the clouds of philosophy, overlooking the stupid, primitive, and uncivilized ordinary people!"

"Take cleverness, play with power and tricks, and use all kinds of tortuous means to achieve their goals... Hidden behind the thick darkness, use the periphery members who are struggling in the world to control everything and master everything."

"They call this behavior of hiding the head and shrinking the tail in a 'principle of avoiding the world'!"

"It's so boring, and very hypocritical."

He was obviously more than eight feet tall, and his shoulders were more than one and a half wide. His arms and thighs were much thicker than ordinary people. After putting on heavy armor, he was walking like a hill moving towards him step by step.

His voice was as strong and powerful as a bell roar: "And I, my wisdom, is different from them... I choose to solve the source of all problems and the origin of all troubles."

"Whoever creates problems for me and whoever creates trouble for me, then I will kill him!"

"In this way, peace will be made in the world."

Qiao's eyes were red, and soon, his two eyeballs turned crimson, like two burning rubies, constantly spitting out bloody light.

He stared at the man who was slowly approaching, and said coldly: "So, come and solve the source of my trouble?"

"That's right!" The man said in a deep voice: "Solving you may not solve all the troubles, but at least, it can solve a lot of troubles... You are not the source of this trouble. The root of this trouble is the crazy woman in the Delun Empire, and we all know it."

"But, kill you and give that crazy woman a little color, that's great."

The big man twisted his neck hard and suddenly a crisp sound of "cracking" was heard in his cervical vertebrae. He gently moved the joints of his body, and everyone heard the crisp sound of his joints, like thick steel ingots colliding with each other.

"This is a long journey, damn it." The man murmured: "Today, I was originally in the imperial capital of Lucia, a delicate and lovely duke lady, who has already made an appointment with me."

"But, for you, Joe von Vitu... because of you, I arrived here from the Lucia Capital."

Qiao's mouth twitched. The imperial capital of the Lucia Empire was far away. If you want to get to Fort Heidra from there, even if you keep riding your horse day and night, it would take at least half a year.

This guy, how did he arrive at Fort Heidra so quickly?

"Then, your speed is really fast." Joe raised the killing of Hellinger in his hand.

The black long sword seemed to feel the approaching of a powerful enemy, and the sword body was slightly shaking, and a trace of black air oozed out from the sword edge, and a phantom of a Hydra was condensed above Qiao's head.

A strange hissing sounded in the air, and a twisted will spread out from the body of the Hydra condensed by black air, like a huge rock smashing into a pond, and circles of black ripples visible to the naked eye spread rapidly around.

The thick fog that covered the entire street was impacted by black ripples, and the thick fog made a "hissing" sound. Large areas of thick fog were constantly shattered and swallowed by black ripples, and then more, more dense fog continued to spray out from under the sewer manhole cover.

The old woman in Portusa was old and a hoarse voice sounded: "Your Excellency, I won't be able to support it for long... Ah, it's worthy of being the Derren Empire's magic weapon... It has such power before it was officially launched."

The old woman's voice became extremely secluded: "If we, Potuss, could have..."

The big man in heavy armor laughed out loud: "No noble existence will favor you Potusai people... You will never have such a magical weapon... Don't you still know the history of your own tribe? You have been abandoned by all of them!"

The old woman's voice suddenly became extremely sharp: "Even if you are as noble as you, I must say that your words offended the entire Potuse tribe... We are still favored, but you, ignorant and arrogant, don't understand..."

The big man laughed loudly, and he kept shaking his head, obviously not obeying the old woman's words at all.

The old woman snorted coldly.

In the fog, the old woman whispered quickly and quickly in Potussier. The sound was like countless undead chanting secret spells, causing goose bumps to appear all over Qiao and the people around him.

Joe lifted Hellinger's killing.

The Hydra condensed by black gas became larger in size. The phantom of the Hydra, which was more than a hundred feet long, slowly shook its nine long necks, and looked down at the heavy armored man who was approaching step by step.

The heavy armored man suddenly stopped. He moved his joints again, and then followed Joe's previous words: "Yes, I did come quickly enough... In a moment, I crossed a long distance, from the icy and snowy St. Ankarin Arbor to the same icy and snowy Fort Heidra... The feeling of almost being crushed by space is not fun at all."

The red light in Qiao's eyes became more and more intense.

From the imperial capital of Lucia, I came to Heidra Fort instantly... Does the Al organization actually have such arrangements in Heidra Fort?

As Joe had thought before, Florence did not honestly explain all the problems.

The Al organization still has an unfathomable foundation in Heidra Fort.

Even... the patrol soldiers and policemen who should have existed near this street suddenly disappeared... Is this also the method of the Al organization?

In the army and the police department, they still have strong power!

The heavy-armored man waved the chain hammer and heavy sword in his hand, and he smiled "Kaku": "Because of this, my physical condition is not very good, so I will not be stupid... I use my body that is not at the peak to compete with the Derun Empire's national-control artifact!"

Qiao stared at the heavy-armored man with a blank look on his face: "So, do you want me to put down your weapons? Do you think I'm stupid?"

On the night when the Apophis Palace was destroyed, Joe had already tasted the sweetness of this artifact - those huge taurens, their thick armor, and their tough bodies, under the killing of Helinger, could split them into two pieces with just a light sword.

Such a magical artifact, unless Margaret III takes it back, how could Joe take the initiative to put it down?

"I think so too. If I had such a magical artifact, of course I wouldn't be so stupid as to give up it on my own initiative..." The heavy armored man laughed loudly, and then he stomped his feet hard.

In the thick fog, a sharp roar came.
Chapter completed!